No matter the end of the world or the starry sky, you and I are strangers!
After hearing these words, Lin Ran's eyes trembled fiercely, and at this moment, it seemed that his heartbeat had stopped.
Looking at Nan'an Akiko, Lin Ran took a deep breath and said, "Xingli, are you serious?"
Lin Ran's answer was only the silence in the deep sea.
Two minutes later, Minami Akiko bit her lip again, and then waved her backhand.
The long sword flashed with light, suddenly rolled up a long dragon in the sea, and hit Lin Ran fiercely!
At this moment, a violent dragon seemed to emerge from the bottom of the sea! A violent whirlpool on the bottom of the sea emerged horizontally, rushing towards Lin Ran crazily!
In this sea area, I don’t know how many undersea creatures are involved in this long sea dragon! The power is infinite! There is no doubt that for Minami Akiko, this is an absolute killer move!
Lin Ran sighed softly when he saw this, and without any further hesitation, he waved his swords, and two brilliant sword lights rose up fiercely, slashing hard towards the whirlpool in the sea!
When these two attacks collided violently, huge waves hundreds of meters high suddenly erupted in this sea area!
The violent source of power, carrying the waves, rushed directly into the clouds!
Then, these waves dispersed and fell in large areas! It was like a downpour!
Following the strong sound of air explosions, two figures rose and fell from the sea. The fight was so fierce that it seemed as if the space was trembling faintly!
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The battle between the Holy Light Prince and the Saint of the Death Temple lasted for more than twenty hours.
Their footprints cover hundreds of kilometers of sea, hitting from the sky into the sea, and then from the sea back to the sky.
During this period, although it was windy and rainy, many drones came to take pictures and were lucky enough to catch footage of their fight.
Each and every move was definitely a fatal move. In those occasionally flashed shots, both sides showed no mercy at all. Golden light burst out, cold light shone everywhere, and the surroundings were already a scene of doomsday!
Compared with the fierce battle between the two of them, it seems that it is completely unimportant whether the Northern Alliance meeting will be held or not.
"The fight between the Saint and the Prince was so violent that it seems that President Kanlor of Surland Finland and Kalk, the leader of the Monsoon Organization, are very likely to have been buried under the sea."
"Who cares about those two guys? I only care about the Saint and the Prince. These two people are really mortal enemies. In the past day, Prince Holy Light has used the Kiss of Holy Light countless times, and yet he can still be kissed by the Saint.
All women will take it.”
"The Saint must have been injured. She has obviously switched to a defensive state with all her strength. However, Prince Holy Light seems to be unable to cope. I really want to see how long these two people can hold on."
There is a lot of discussion on the Internet that some good people actually opened a voting channel, maybe because of the God of Death. The palace usually has a darker image, so Lin Ran's approval rate is much higher than that of Nan'an Akiko.
Wherever they hit, stormy waves and violent winds and rain followed. Lin Ran hadn't fought so happily in a long time.
In fact, although his moves looked terrifying and he did not regard Minami Akiko as his mortal enemy, their power should not be underestimated, but those attacks could still be countered by the opponent.
It stands to reason that Nan'an Akiko is definitely not as good as Lin Ran in terms of combat effectiveness and endurance, but she can sustain it for so long and make visible progress. Such martial arts talent is really amazing.
By now, Lin Ran had a deeper understanding of Nan'an Akiko's death intentions.
However, he soon discovered that the other party seemed unable to hold on for too long.
If he really wanted to take away the life of this saint, it would not be too difficult.
However, Lin Ran didn't want this battle to end just like that.
After all, after this battle, we will be strangers to each other. These are the exact words said by his beautiful Xingli.
In this case, then we might as well make this battle last longer!
Then, Nan'an Akiko suddenly discovered that Lin Ran had put away the two long knives, and his figure seemed to teleport, passing through the waves, and suddenly appeared in front of her!
"you……"
Before Minami Akiko could say anything, she was thrown into the sea again!
"I know you are tired, let me help you replenish your strength!" Lin Ran said, "It will be good for you and me to keep fighting like this for a while longer!"
Nan'an Akiko knew that Lin Ran was talking nonsense about getting promoted, so she obviously wanted to find a reason to keep her for a while longer.
However, even if she knew the truth, she just didn't have the ability to refuse.
Being cruel again and again seems to be in vain.
She was hugged by Lin Ran. Although she did not reach out to wrap her arms around his neck, she allowed him to pry open her teeth.
Following the actions of the two people, the sea area changed again, and the wind and waves seemed to become more violent.
However, these two men and women, who had their own concerns, did not notice that they had been fighting for so long regardless of it, and unknowingly, they were very close to the waters of Senwei Islands!
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On an island in the Senwei Archipelago, there were thousands of warriors dressed in white.
These are all members of the Black Ice Temple who came from the ice field.
A tall man stood in the front, wearing a long white trousers
He was wearing a robe, with a white cloak behind him. There was no trace of color in his clothes, and his overall temperament exuded a cold feeling.
The attire worn in the Xuan Bing Temple does not look like wearing hemp and mourning, but it exudes an air of emptiness and purity.
Behind this man, stood two old men, Huo Luoming and Bai Haiqing!
Behind these two stars, there are ten people standing in a row. They are the Ice Messengers.
Well, there are a total of twelve ice messengers in the Black Ice Temple. Now there are two missing ones, Hawes and Bai Aisi. Those two are lying in the hospital.
Once such a lineup is laid out, there is no doubt that the tall man standing in the front is the God of Black Ice of this generation!
Looking at the storm in the sky and feeling the strong wind that swept across his face like a knife, the mysterious ice god said
"What's going on? Why is this sea area so restless all of a sudden?"
Huo Luoming looked at the sky and said, "The waters of Senwei Islands have always been restricted to navigation. There are violent storms all year round. Today's storm level is higher than in the past. I hope this bad weather will not affect the important events of our temple."
"This weather is absolutely abnormal." Bai Haiqing said solemnly, "This kind of wind and waves will not only cause shipwrecks, but if it continues for a few more days, even the island will be washed loose."
The God of Black Ice nodded slightly and said, "Perhaps this severe weather change is due to our influence."
He looks to be in his forties, with a fair face and no beard, a slightly pointed chin, and a longer face. His facial features have a sense of refinement, and his light yellow hair hangs down to his shoulders. He is indeed a worldly man.
The handsome guy.
In front of this array, there are several large silver devices.
These devices were arranged in a ring shape, with a diameter in the middle of about a hundred meters. Each device emitted a dazzling light. The light fell on the center of the circle. It was unknown whether it was burning something or opening something up.
This situation has been going on for more than 20 hours, and these high-level bosses of Xuanbing Temple have also been standing here for more than 20 hours.
"How long can these space shield machines purchased from Donghua Supreme Laboratory run?" asked the God of Xuanbing.
Huo Luoming replied from the side, "At most, we can support it for two hours. If we still can't open the gate of the netherworld, then..." Huo Luoming said, "These equipment will be scrapped."
"Okay, then wait." The God of Black Ice stopped talking.
Half an hour later, at this point where the light converged, there was suddenly a faint collapse.
The land in that area sank, and then a black spot appeared in the middle, as if a small hole appeared out of thin air. Then, the area of the hole gradually expanded. It is so big that it gradually turns into a wellhead!
The brilliance flowing between the mouth of the well is breathtaking!
Seeing this, the thousands of people present breathed a sigh of relief! Then everyone's face showed excitement!
"The gate to the underworld is about to be opened!" Huo Luoming also shouted excitedly.
"Very good, it's not in vain that I have been preparing for so long." said the God of Black Ice.
That's right, the God of Black Ice disappeared for so many days because he was secretly preparing for this matter. Everything in the process was done by him personally!
Returning to the Blue Star is the dream of countless people! Although Xuanbing Temple is the "less radical" force among the radicals, they have been secretly preparing for this! Moreover, they have already taken the lead in other forces behind the scenes.
A big step forward!
Although so many forces belong to the radical faction, this group is not particularly close. Once they are allowed to return to Blue Star collectively, they will definitely fight each other in a mess!
The God of Black Ice looked at the Netherworld Gate that was gradually taking shape, and said softly, "Compared with returning to Blue Star, being slapped in the face by the descendant of the Demon God in public does not seem to be a big problem. Some hatred can indeed be dealt with later.
Yanyiyan, Haiqing, what do you think?"
This sentence is obviously a nod to Bai Haiqing.
The latter said, "Master, our Xuanbing Temple has always had a constant connection with the Demon God. The last Xuanbing God was killed by the Demon God. If the descendant of the Demon God does not die, we will really..."
"Hai Qing, you are my old brother, and you are still so indifferent to this kind of thing?" The God of Xuan Bing said lightly, "Don't delay the important events of the temple because of that young man."
This sentence was quite serious, and Huo Luoming was a little surprised when he heard it.
After all, Bai Haiqing has always been commensurate with the Xuanbing God brothers, and cannot be regarded as a superior-subordinate relationship.
"I know." Bai Haiqing shook his head and said, "Indeed, the Blue Star is right in front of us. It is more hopeful than the distant planets that have been stagnant for many years. I also yearn for it."
Although he said this, looking at Bai Haiqing's expression, he probably still failed to listen to the Xuanbing God's persuasion.
Huo Luoming said from the sidelines, "The Northern Alliance meeting should have restrained the energy of the descendants of the Demon God, so that he would not notice this place, and this stormy sea has formed the best cover for us. Today, we will definitely succeed."
Before our eyes, this Netherworld Passage is about to take shape.
A smile appeared on the corner of Xuanbing God's mouth.
He rarely smiles usually, but the smile at this moment has gradually spread from his face.
However, at this moment, they suddenly heard a roar.
The roar came faintly from under the wind and waves, as if it did not belong to humans, but to an ancient giant beast!