Dark black and pure white are intertwined and compatible in perfect harmony at this moment, regardless of each other.
Outside the deserted village, figures of people were constantly flashing around.
There were soft footsteps again, approaching quickly from the depths of the wilderness.
After a while, the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly.
Then there was the rumble of hoofbeats, which penetrated the dark wind and snow and reached everyone's ears.
Huo Yan and Weng Yu looked at each other, their eyes no longer filled with despair, but filled with extreme suspicion and shock.
When they just sensed the movement south of the deserted village and saw the leader of the Golden Dragon Tribe, Long Sheng, coming in person, the two of them had already broken through the bottom line of despair in their hearts, knowing that there was no way they would be spared this time.
However, as the subsequent situation develops.
The appearance of a large number of Northern Wilderness warriors made Huo Yan and Weng Yu's minds suddenly go blank. They could not believe their ears and eyes at all, and even firmly believed that they were dreaming.
That's right, I'm just dreaming.
And he was having a ridiculous and grotesque nightmare.
Especially Huo Han, who entered the Northern Wilderness with a certain private merchant team. Because he could write, do calculations, and was astute and thoughtful, he was noticed by the leader of the caravan, who took him step by step into the circle of nobles in the Northern Wilderness. Being accepted as a subordinate by a noble person.
The one who is near the water and the tower is the first to get the moon. He naturally knows a lot of information that ordinary people cannot have access to.
For example, the black-robed old man in front of me was the previous leader of the Golden Dragon Tribe of the powerful Northern Wilderness clan. As he grew older, he passed the title of Tribe Leader to his eldest son, while he retired behind the scenes and devoted more of his attention to martial arts practice.
This person's cultivation and merit have been combined with nature, which is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Beihuang masters.
However, such a person actually came here day and night just to hunt down a young man pretending to be a monk in the Northern Wilderness.
How not to shock him?
More importantly, Long Sheng did not come alone.
Just listening to the movement and observing the figures, there are at least dozens of elite Northern Wilderness warriors following him.
What is the concept of this? With the old tribe leader Long Sheng personally leading the team, coupled with the elites of the Golden Dragon tribe, it is not impossible to destroy a small or even medium-sized tribe in the Northern Wasteland.
As a result, there are so many people on the other side, such a powerful and terrifying force, just to chase and suppress one person!?
If you take a step back and think about it, even if Long Sheng is cautious and cautious, and uses the mentality of trying his best to fight the lion against the rabbit to the extreme, he will not launch such a large battle.
Huo Jin stood there blankly and took another look at the figure with his back to him. He was sure and certain that this Zhou warrior in red robe was definitely much younger than himself.
I just looked carefully at my body shape and appearance, and I can tell that he is no more than thirty years old at most.
So, this person is actually a young and weak martial arts master!?
In the deserted village, the cold wind howled, the snow fell, and the coldness of the forest eroded the body in waves.
Coupled with the increasingly thick and thick murderous intention, Huo Han was cold from head to toe.
However, at this moment between life and death, he forgot about fear, and even lost despair. He was just inexplicably dazed, racking his brains and couldn't figure out whether he was dreaming or what was happening before him. fact.
Wei Tao looked around, his eyes sweeping across the darkness shrouded in wind and snow in the distance.
The next moment, he looked again at the black-robed figure standing silently in front of him.
A slight smile appeared on his face, "The old gentleman really thinks highly of me. Not only did he pursue me at such an old age at night, but he even brought a large number of subordinates with him. Such a dragnet enveloped me. It is really surprising and inexplicable."
Dragon Saint put his hands in his sleeves and wore a black robe that rustled in the night wind.
"Underestimating the enemy's carelessness is a taboo for military strategists. As the saying goes, a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength.
What's more, you can single-handedly kill our elite 100-man team, even Yin'er died, which shows that you are definitely not a rabbit, at least you are a wolf that can hurt people's lives."
At this point, he sighed deeply, "I am getting old, and the closer I am to the end of my life and death, the more cautious I need to be. I cannot put myself in danger easily, lest I make a mistake and regret it for eternity, and look back a hundred years later." body.
Therefore, if I am not afraid that you will move too fast after killing someone and cannot be traced, I would even like to invite a few old friends to come and take action together, in order to directly suppress you with a thunderous force."
Wei Tao tilted his head slightly, his expression becoming calmer, "What the old gentleman said is true, we should treat our enemies like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, without mercy, and clean them up cleanly."
At this moment, a sound like thunder and drums pierced the sky.
It suddenly exploded from outside the deserted village.
Long Sheng, whose whole body was covered in black robes, straightened his body. When the sound of drums appeared, he stamped his feet on the ground and took a step forward.
Boom!
Half of the deserted village trembled violently.
The snow fell loudly, and a large number of buildings that had been in disrepair collapsed again, sending up huge clouds of smoke and dust.
Boom!
Long Sheng took another step forward.
The ground shook again, blending in with the sound of drums.
The length of each step he takes is not very large, at most it is equivalent to the stride of an ordinary person.
But there were loud bangs, and the ground in the deserted village surged violently, as if the figure in black clothes and robes was the center, turning into a swaying basin of water.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each time Long Sheng stepped on the ground, Huo Yan and Weng Yu trembled more and more violently. They felt that their bodies were no longer under their control, and their heartbeats matched the beat of the man's drums.
And when the shaking sound became more and more intensive, the heartbeats of the two people became more and more intense.
Even the flesh and blood in the body vibrated and surged with it. This uncontrollable feeling was so terrible that it made the two of them extremely sad, and strands of blood began to flow out of the seven orifices.
Suddenly there was another muffled thud, and Weng Yu finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, staining the large snowfield in front of him red.
She rolled her eyes and gasped violently. She felt like her body was almost falling apart and her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Huo Han's condition was slightly better, but he was still sweating profusely and his face turned pale.
He stared blankly at the old man in black clothes and robes approaching, but was unable to make any other reaction.
We can only wait to be overwhelmed by the endless momentum like a big wave, turning into messy powder all over the ground.
At this moment, Wei Tao moved forward slowly.
The black and red aura suddenly rose, mixed with dark golden light, and approached the oncoming black figure.
Wei Tao's steps were equally slow and slow.
And as the distance gets closer, the landing point of each step becomes more precise and straight, as if measured with a ruler, leaving increasingly deeper and transparent footprints on the ground.
At the same time, the five fingers of his hands were spread out like demon claws, and they were still swaying back and forth rhythmically.
Each swing stirs the vortex, like a giant hammer striking the void.
The dull gazes of Huo Yan and Weng Yu were almost broken and crushed.
Ten meters away, Long Sheng's expression suddenly became solemn, and his pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant.
He saw the hands that seemed to be tearing apart the darkness. Every swing and pause fell between the sounds of the drums, and it seemed as if they were being tempered in the air.
One palm was like a hammer, hitting his spirit and will.
The closer they got to each other, the more Long Sheng felt a majestic repulsive force coming towards them.
The young man wearing the red robe of the Tantric Cult seemed to blend in with the surrounding night sky. Instead, he seemed to have become an outlier in this dark environment.
He must be driven away by hammering and forging again and again, in order to destroy the master's conception of the transformation of heaven and man.
boom!
At this moment, the golden light flourished.
A golden dragon phantom rose from behind the Dragon Saint, firmly suppressing everything around him and pushing back the increasingly violent momentum.
Wei Tao couldn't help but pause in his steps.
The major acupoint nodes in the body immediately exploded, breaking through the limit of fifty sections of turtle and snake crosses and exerting them with all their strength, and then superimposing the Yin and Yang artistic conception comprehended by the Yin and Yang Ming Sutra and the True Interpretation Commentary, and suddenly an ancient and desolate Xuanwu virtual image appeared in the night sky, resisting the mountain-like Yue’s golden dragon spirit.
"Xuanwu Secret Technique, it turns out he is a master of the sect!"
"As expected, he is the leader of the sect and the first among the seven sects. The disciples in the sect can actually withstand the terrifying aura erupted by the leader of the Golden Dragon Tribe."
"Based on his age, he is definitely the Xuanwu Daozi. Even among the entire sect, he is a high-ranking, amazingly talented person!"
Huo Yan thought in his heart and was filled with shock.
Just when he was trying his best to circulate his energy and blood, trying to regain control of himself, he suddenly felt a splitting headache and his vision suddenly went dark.
When Huo Yan came back to his senses, he saw a fantastic and terrifying picture.
It made him feel confused and absurd.
There was also a bit of confusion and confusion.
He only saw the old man in black robe taking the last step, his muscles and tendons bulging, his figure rapidly growing taller, and in an instant it was higher than the stone-walled house. He looked like his body was covered with dark gold scales, which was terrifying and strange.
Especially the two arms that swelled abnormally were like a golden dragon probing its claws, tearing through the dark wind and snow, and suddenly falling down.
But that's not his focus.
The real focus is the Xuanwu disciples standing in front of them.
"He, he, he..."
Huo Han stared intently at the terrifying figure that was also expanding rapidly and covered with a blood-red network.
His eyes fell on the sharp bone armor and thorns that emerged from Wei Tao's body, as well as the dark red wings that suddenly opened on his back. His lips kept moving, but he couldn't say a word.
It looked like two terrifying demons descended into the world, waving their ferocious claws in this deserted dark night village at the same time, trying to send each other back to the dark abyss.
This scene is deeply engraved in Huo Han's mind, and he may never forget it in this life.
"The great Brahma is born in the sky, the golden dragon is born in the spirit, and the yin and yang are born!"
The two eyes intertwined in the sky, their spirits and wills were raised to the extreme, each shining with the belief of victory.
Neither dodge nor evade, nor retreat nor yield, they suddenly collided in the darkness.
Both of them showed no reservations, bursting out with strength, vowing to kill each other with one blow, crushing and killing each other on the spot.
Boom!!!
Claw against claw, arm against arm.
The golden dragon's claws collide head-on with twin lotuses.
Suddenly a thunder exploded in the deserted village.
Centered on the two terrifying figures, the ground suddenly became soft and crispy, and a huge deep pit was sunken.
There are also dark and deep cracks, spreading outward as densely as a spider web.
The next moment, the shock wave spread in all directions, blowing away all the surrounding snow-covered buildings in an instant.
Two more figures flew out at the same time, smashing through countless ruins and broken walls, and each disappeared into the depths of the dark wind and snow.
Click!!!
A dark crack that was more than two feet wide suddenly came in front of him, and Weng Yu had not come back to his senses until now. His whole body fell downwards silently, and in an instant, half of his body was submerged in it.
There was another crisp click.
Huo Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her out.
Then he used all his strength to retreat backwards, turning around and dodging left and right at the same time.
The whole process of trying to avoid the terrifying impact was done subconsciously, and the mind was almost blank from beginning to end.
"Cough, cough cough..."
Long Sheng straightened up from the ground.
While trying to calm down, he looked around with vigilant eyes, trying to find any trace of Wei Tao.
"In the collision just now, he actually withstood my full strength, which is really surprising.
Xuanwu Dao Qi Taiquan is really old and strong, and he has cultivated a monster-like disciple without even knowing it, and he is also a monster who has practiced the secret method of Vajra.
If we add in the fact that Sun Xiyue, who was so famous back then that even the Northern Wilderness had heard of her, she is indeed the head of the sect, number one among the seven sects, and her foundation is extremely profound."
"It's a pity that my previous attempt to break through failed and I didn't really open the door to the anode. Otherwise, I might have killed him on the spot with one blow. At least it wouldn't have resulted in a lose-lose outcome."
"No, this person is much younger than me, so his recovery ability should be stronger. We must find his traces as quickly as possible, and take him down before his injuries get better, without giving him even the slightest chance to recover!
"
"He is just alone, with at most two subdued subordinates. But I am chasing him this time on a snowy night, but there are dozens of clan members following him."
“This is to be prepared for any danger and to store up grain in case of hunger.
I just want to see what he can do with his severely injured and exhausted body against my elite bodyguards!"
The thoughts in Long Sheng's mind flashed, and he suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air that smelled of blood, and suddenly opened his mouth and let out a low whistle.
In an instant, silhouettes of people outside the village flickered, and with rapid footsteps, a large number of Northern Wilderness warriors rushed in groups of five or ten.
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out from the ruins in the distance, breaking the dark silence that had just been restored.
Then there were several more screams, coming from near the ruins.
Long Sheng's figure slowly recovered, and his mysterious black robe emerged from his body. He actually survived the violent collision without any damage.
He stood quietly on the spot, his eyes half open and half closed, his face expression cold and indifferent, completely undisturbed by the shrill screams that rang out in the distance.
Even when he heard the screams of each of his subordinates before they died, instead of feeling anxious, his expression became calmer.
Long Sheng was not afraid that this Xuanwu disciple would come out to kill someone, but he was afraid that he would take advantage of the moment after the fight to escape.
In that case, in such a dark and snowy night, if he snatches the horse and runs for his life, it will take a lot of trouble to form an encirclement and killing force.
What's more, this place is already the junction of Northern Wilderness and Great Zhou Dynasty. It would be even more troublesome if we encounter Zhou Ting warriors of other levels.
However, contrary to Long Sheng's expectation, the other party did not escape.
Instead, he chose to fight head-on.
Blood just rushed to his head, and he was so stupid that he dug his own grave.
The world is huge and there are many warriors. Even if you have amazing talents and qualifications, if they fail halfway at a young age, they cannot be called true geniuses. At most, they can only make people feel a little sad when they think about them.
If you want to reach the true peak, talent, qualifications, perseverance, and even chance and luck are all indispensable. If you just rely on extraordinary talent and lose your self-awareness, you are just a fool.
As for these personal guards and subordinates, they are naturally very precious treasures in the eyes of the Dragon Saint, but that is just an ordinary situation where nothing happens.
If the critical moment comes, they will become cannon fodder that can be consumed at will, using their lives to delay time and consume the enemy's strength.
As long as the final goal can be achieved, it doesn't matter even if they all die.
Just like at this moment, there are only dozens of elites. He can afford to consume and lose.
"This Xuanwu disciple is still too young. When he is young, he will be full of energy. He always has to show off his bravery and fight for the upper hand.
Perhaps he will have to wait until he gets older to realize that in the face of real life and death, victory or defeat at one time or another is nothing. Only the one who laughs to the end is the real winner."
"It's a pity that he has no chance to continue to grow, and his life will wither in a deserted village on this cold snowy night."
Long Sheng was in a calm and calm state of mind. He took advantage of this rare opportunity to take medicine as quickly as possible to heal his injuries, in order to adjust his condition back in the shortest possible time.
In this way, even if the Xuanwu disciple still has some strength left, he cannot be his opponent.
At this moment, several more screams came one after another.
But suddenly he frowned and turned his head to look in that direction.
The opponent's killing speed seems to be much faster than before, and it is getting faster and faster, without the slight sluggishness that was shown at the beginning.
"Is it possible that the Xuanwu disciple is already on the verge of death and it's time for him to shine again?"
Long Sheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, causing waves in his originally calm state of mind.
A few more breaths passed like this, but he could no longer stand still, and an inexplicable anxiety arose deep in his consciousness.
Suddenly, Long Sheng once again recalled what the Saint Master said before he left in the blood pool.
"That person seems to have swallowed my spiritual thread. If the dragon leader is nearby, he should be able to sense his presence."
"So, this Xuanwu disciple may have practiced some secret method that can swallow spiritual threads to strengthen his body."
However, Long Sheng still had some doubts.
Because he had heard what the Holy Master said and had seen the power transmitted through the spiritual threads in the tribal battle formation, he was on guard against this attack when he set out.
What was brought out was not a battle formation with spiritual threads as a link, but just ordinary elite warriors from the clan. There were no spiritual threads for the opponent to devour.
Long Sheng frowned, and the thoughts in his mind were racing.
At this moment, the gloomy blood pool suddenly flashed before his eyes.
The Holy Master immersed himself in it with transparent spiritual threads, and every time he breathed out, it would turn into scarlet blood.
Therefore, if we think about it further, the Holy Master might have concealed something at that time.
That is, in addition to allowing the warriors in the battle formation to connect their qi and unite their powers, the spiritual threads may even swallow and absorb the blood essence of ordinary warriors!
"No matter whether my guess is correct or not, I can't let him continue to kill me. Going over and getting rid of him now is the only option to suppress the variables to a minimum!"
Thinking of this, Long Sheng immediately followed the sound, and in a few flashes he came to the killing field full of blood.
Wei Tao slowly pulled out his right hand from a pale warrior, exhaled a breath of contentment, and turned his head to look over.
"Old sir, don't be anxious. Once I send these people to the Great Brahma Heaven, it will be your turn soon."
Long Sheng's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead, and his expression was extremely solemn as he stared at Wei Tao not far away.
This person's current condition is actually much better than himself!
In the previous face-to-face confrontation, the two of them exploded with all their strength and suffered serious internal injuries. Then he had been resting and adjusting his breath, while the other party had been working tirelessly, but what he was waiting for was this kind of result.
The people he brought were not soft persimmons who could be manipulated by others. The brave and fearless attack did not cause this person any trouble. On the contrary, as he had guessed, they turned into a dangerous person. A healing elixir for recovery?
At the moment when Long Sheng was stunned, Wei Tao dodged again, avoiding the stabbing short blade by a hair's breadth, and gently pressed his arm on the opponent's chest.
Whoosh!
The scarlet thread disappeared in a flash.
At this moment, Long Sheng clearly saw that the face of his personal guard quickly turned pale, and he was completely pale and bloodless.
He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, "You can actually use your spiritual threads to swallow other people's blood essence and replenish yourself?"
Wei Tao showed a puzzled expression on his face, "The old gentleman also has a lot of weird threads in his body, which also provides you with quite a lot of vitality.
What's more, I just fought against your junior two days ago, and I know that she can absorb the power of her subordinates through the method of connecting with silk threads, but you actually said that you don't know this method, which is really incredible and a bit confusing."
At this point, he let out a low sigh, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have had to be so impatient. I knew that there were hidden dangers in swallowing a large amount of warrior essence and blood, but I had to do it before you did.
What I'm afraid of is that the old gentleman, like the girl holding the golden dragon flag high, will integrate the power of these poor people into herself, and then turn around and fight me to the death."
Pushing away the shriveled body, Wei Tao slowly lowered his eyes, and his tone suddenly became cold, "In tonight's confrontation, the old gentleman neither knows himself nor the enemy, so he deserves to die."
boom!
As he spoke, he had disappeared from where he was.
Carrying the roaring wind, it crashed down with overwhelming force.
"The opponent's momentum is strong, but my heart is in turmoil. It is no longer transparent and solid as a rock, so this attack is invincible."
"In this case, if you want to defeat him, you must take the risk of malicious erosion and push open the door to the anode again no matter what."
In the midst of lightning and flint, a thought flashed through Long Sheng's mind.
However, it had not been too long since the last failure, and he had not yet escaped from the huge shadow. At this time, he might be seeking his own death by attacking the anode level again.
retreat!
Without any hesitation, Long Sheng had already made his decision.
Before that, his body reaction was even faster, and he instinctively retreated backwards like lightning, trying to avoid this powerful blow.
But he is fast, but Wei Tao is even faster.
Lotus grows at every step, and the herring under the lotus exerts its full strength.
The whole person melted into the darkness like a ghost, and in an instant he was in front of the Dragon Saint.
Boom!!!
Another roar of thunder rolled across the ground.
Two figures collided in the void and were separated at the first touch.
Wei Tao stepped back and stared at the old man in black who flew backwards, his eyes cold and full of murderous intent.
After a dozen steps, he was suddenly nailed to the ground.
Wiping away a wisp of blood from his lips, he raised his feet and stepped forward again.
At this moment, more than a dozen figures rushed up to him with roars and stood in front of him without fear of death.
The death screams sounded again from behind, and Long Sheng didn't even look back, running as fast as he could.
Now he just hopes that the remaining tribesmen can die a little slower, giving him more time to escape.
In the dark wilderness shrouded in wind and snow, the Dragon Saint looks like a wandering dragon, walking all the way north.
Wherever it passed, strong winds were brought up, and long dragons of ice and snow were swept across. All the vegetation below fell down, and the whole person was emitting steaming heat, like a human-shaped boiler moving at high speed.
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, the ground behind him was shaking violently.
The black soil and white snow exploded violently, rising high.
The two are clearly distinct, but they blend together perfectly, as if they appear as straight-line yin-yang lotus terraces in the night sky.
"I am already a hundred years old. It is definitely not a wise move to compete with him in this vast snowfield without any shelter."
Long Sheng thought in his heart and could already feel the violent wind whistling behind him.
Boom!
He stopped abruptly, and his initially chaotic and anxious mood completely returned to calm at this moment.
The next moment, Long Sheng twisted his waist and turned around, his steps shook the ground, and suddenly a large wave of mud and snow exploded in front of him, blocking the way of the figure approaching on the lotus.
boom!
The Yin Yang Lotus Terrace was scattered, but there was a sharp claw with violent black and red air currents intertwined and emitting a dark golden light, piercing the mud wall mixed with snow, and smashing it down with a palm on the head.
Long Sheng shouted, but his figure did not expand again, but only seemed to move forward slowly and quickly.
At this moment, time seemed to stop for an instant.
Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder.
It came out from Long Sheng's body.
At the same time, it releases strong vitality.
It's as if the thunder stirs and everything revives.
From now on, spring is approaching, the grass sprouts, and insects emerge, bringing full vitality.
Whoosh!
The sharp claws that broke through the wall of mud, snow and earth retracted again.
At the same time, dense scarlet tentacles broke out of the body and danced wildly in the darkness.
Long Sheng's face was expressionless, and he grabbed it forward as usual.
With just one move, the big tangled threads were disturbed, and then they landed on Wei Tao's overlapping palms.
boom!
Wei Tao's expression changed and he retreated sharply.
The herring under the load exerted all its strength, and its body shape changed and flashed continuously.
He gave up the violent killing move of Bindi Shuanglian, and only used the red thread pulling and Wuji Sanshou under the concussive combined attack.
Sticky moves, twisting and twisting, catching and fishing, silk threads are woven into a net, like ghosts surrounding the black robe.
Dragon Saint doesn't have any subtle moves, he just goes straight from beginning to end, and the moves he uses are just the most common dragon grip.
But every time he could tear the cobweb apart, forcing Wei Tao to change his moves midway.
Under the pressure of this artistic conception of yin and yang, Wei Tao suddenly became soft and strong, and sometimes he was strong. He was both strong and soft, but from time to time he struck a counterbalance between yin and yang, which suddenly increased the power of his shots.
The two sides fought fiercely in the wilderness at night. No one had the absolute upper hand, and a fierce stalemate gradually formed.
Another claw struck forward, and suddenly the Dragon Saint's temperament changed again.
The skin on the face is stretched, wrinkles disappear, and the whole person seems to be growing in reverse, and is about to return to the prime of life.
Without any warning, in Wei Tao's perception, the Dragon Saint disappeared at this moment, and only the vitality that was so rich as to be substantial grew crazily around him, surrounding him wantonly.
Only with the full force of the Guan Shen Guan Qi technique, he saw a vague figure, stepped out from the most vital place, and reached out to grab him.
At this moment, Wei Tao's playing style also changed.
The soft strength was half born, but without any warning, the body shape skyrocketed, turning from soft to strong.
The turtle-snake intersection that broke through the fifty-level limit suddenly broke out, and all the nodes of the veins and acupoints exploded at the same time. He started with the emperor's seal, then turned the double lotus, twenty shocks and attacks in an instant, and finally understood for a long time. , the Yin and Yang artistic conception of Xuanwu Zhenjie, which is not yet fully mature, is included in it.
On this basis, the yin and yang clashed.
Regardless of the cost or consequences, he struck a blow more violent than the one in the deserted village.
If we say it was a tentative encounter just now.
Dragon Saint is waiting for time to accumulate the power of the anode before hitting the door again.
Wei Tao relied on confrontation to change from hardness and softness to yin and yang, adding the yin and yang hedging to the shock attack for the first time.
Both sides have completed their preparations for testing, and now they are ready to go head-to-head with each other in a life-or-death confrontation.
The wind and snow in the wilderness suddenly stopped at this moment.
Long Sheng's eyes were golden, like two scorching suns.
Wei Tao's eyes were scarlet, like the red moon rising and shining in all directions.
The two figures disappeared at the same time, and when they reappeared, they had collided head-on in the center of the area where the wind and snow had stopped.
The sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.
The eyes cannot see and the ears cannot hear.
Until a blazing light centered at the intersection of the two figures and violently erupted in all directions.
A loud rumble broke the deathly silence.
The terrifying shock wave spread outward in series, and the large area of the ground was like rough waves on the sea. The waves rushed outward rapidly, and at the same time, crisscrossing cracks were formed.
After a long time, everything finally calmed down.
Only the wind and snow were left, covering the ground again.
Wei Tao pulled his body out of the newly formed muddy ground and stared at the slowly approaching figure with an expressionless face.
At this moment, Long Sheng looked like a somewhat rough and mighty middle-aged man.
His expression was calm, without the murderous intent that he had at the beginning, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.
"Just now, did you hear a clicking sound?"
Long Sheng stopped ten steps away, sighing with a little emotion and a little joy in his tone.
"I heard it."
Wei Tao nodded and added, "The voice seemed to ring directly in the depths of my consciousness, and it brought me considerable pressure."
"That is the proof that I have broken through the anode."
The smile on Long Sheng's face grew stronger, "If it weren't for the life-and-death crisis you imposed on me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have dared to give up everything. Not long after my failure, I would have attacked that barrier again."
Wei Tao was silent for a moment, "I also want to congratulate senior for breaking through the anode, but you are going to die soon."
Long Sheng was startled for a moment, then sighed suddenly, "Yes, I'm going to die soon."
"Even though I broke through the anode at the last moment, due to excessive consumption before, my body was weak and exhausted, and my spirit and will were exhausted. Then I took a full blow from you, causing all the hidden wounds to explode at once, and the malice struck again, and even appeared. The situation of the spiritual thread riot mentioned by the Holy Master.
Even if the power of the reborn anode cannot reverse the vitality, I can only watch myself slipping towards the abyss of death."
Wei Tao nodded, "Fortunately, the power of the anode after the old gentleman's breakthrough was only short-lived and powerless. Otherwise, even if I beat you to death, I'd probably have to leave with you."
Long Sheng sighed again, "You can possess such terrifying strength at such an age. Could it be that you are the number one disciple of Xuanwu?"
"I am not the number one disciple of Xuanwu."
Wei Tao smiled and said in a serious tone, "Pang Daozi is the number one disciple of Xuanwu, because I was defeated by him in the sect competition."
"There are more powerful disciples than you..."
Long Sheng's mood was agitated, and he narrowed his eyes suddenly, his life breath rapidly declining.
But he still held on and said, "Could it be that Pang Daozi has actually broken through the Yin Pole and became the Yang Pole Grandmaster!?"
Before he finished speaking, his figure became visibly rickety.
The originally tight skin became densely wrinkled again and quickly relaxed, exuding a strong sense of death.
Long Sheng lowered his eyes and his voice suddenly turned cold, "However, I still want to sincerely thank you for allowing me to truly understand what anode is before I die.
I also hope that you and your fellow disciples can step into the underworld as soon as possible so that I can once again show you the unfinished mysteries of the anode."
"You expect me to die early?"
"I'm afraid the old gentleman made a wrong calculation."
Wei Tao's face turned cold, he controlled his violently trembling body, walked forward to Long Sheng, and slowly took off the mysterious clothes he was wearing, "Your clothes are good, just use them to replace my already tired clothes." Torn red robe."
"Old sir, it's best to hold on for a while before dying. After all, with my current status, it seems inappropriate to take off a dead person's clothes and spread the news."
"Also, in order to express my gratitude to you for giving me the clothes, I will definitely destroy your whole family in the future and ask them all to go down and accompany you."
"You, you!"
Dragon Saint's seven orifices gushed with blood, and he suddenly died.
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"Dragon Saint is dead, without leaving even a trace, and his soul died in the dark wind and snow."
As this voice sounded, the lamps embedded in the stone wall lit up at the same time, revealing the dim and evil blood pool from the darkness.
On the square stone platform in the center of the blood pool, the bead curtains covering the four sides slowly opened, revealing a bright red body shrouded in white robes.
Immediately afterwards, transparent silk threads surged, and all of them were submerged into the blood pool.
"I already know what the Holy Master said."
A man shrouded in black robes slowly walked in, his voice dry and hoarse, and a little tired.
"Although Long Sheng was old and frail, his spirit and will were declining, and he was invaded by inexplicable malice, he finally stood in front of the door leading to the anode, and even took a step in to get a glimpse of the different scenery inside. .
Now he died quietly at the junction of Beihuang and Dazhou. Even the murderer has no way of knowing who it is. In any case, it is a great loss."
The man in black clothes stood at the edge of the blood pool. Although the surrounding stone walls were illuminated by lights, the place where he was was still dark, with no light able to penetrate.
He was silent for a long time and said slowly, "So in the opinion of the Holy Master, who will take action and kill all the old leader Long and all his personal guards?"
She thought for a moment and sighed quietly, "If Ning Xuanzhen of Qinglin Mountain takes action, even if Dragon Saint successfully breaks through the realm and steps into the Yang Pole in the past few days, he may not be his opponent.
However, Ning Xuanzhen is limited by his own limitations and will never go too far away from Qinglin Mountain, nor will he take the risk of his own death and come to the Northern Wilderness to kill the leader of the Dragon Saint Tribe."
"Besides, other great masters with this ability in the Great Zhou Dynasty are all far away. I couldn't figure out for a moment who would secretly go north."
The man in black clothes nodded slightly, "It seems that the absence of war for decades has made many people forget the bloody cruelty of the wars back then.
Even an old man like Long Sheng, who has lived in such a lofty environment for a long time, has also lost his sense of danger, and now he has lost his life because of it, but he can't blame others."
Having said this, he raised his head and cast his gaze on the male and female face, "How confident are you that the problems that the Holy Master has been facing will be completely solved now?"
She sighed quietly, but her left and right faces showed smiles at the same time.
When he spoke again, what he said was a strange male-female harmony, "I'm not too sure yet, but I will definitely survive. This is a destiny that cannot be changed."