Chapter 251 The Wind Comes from the South China Sea
Chapter 251 The wind comes from the South China Sea (Part 2)
After Mr. Jiang became a saint, he truly realized the terror of the Old Man from the Sky Tomb. He was one of the strongest men in the world. He had the power of reincarnation and was spinning around like a black hole in the universe, swallowing up everything in the world.
No, just sit on the boat and fish the world.
"Being a saint is not the end of cultivation. Now that you have become a saint, I feel relieved." The old man from Tian Tomb looked at the sky and said softly, "The road is about to appear that day. With you in Xijing City, I can rest assured to look for it."
Boom!
Mr. Jiang was greatly shocked. At this moment, his face was filled with tears. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. He didn't look like a saint at all, just like an innocent child's dependence on his parents who had left home.
"Weize, you have finally grown up. It is up to you to handle the affairs of Xijing City. Your uncle left Xijing City. If he can come back, he will become a saint. If he cannot come back, help him build a tomb.
." The golden light flashed on the old man from the Sky Tomb and disappeared into the void.
Uncle Master was naturally the old man who fished Hanjiang alone. Now Mr. Jiang realized the Tao by the lake, traveled all over the country, concentrated on it, got sublimated, and became a saint. And the old man who fished Hanjiang alone also understood a mysterious Tao.
In Xijing City, the opening of the Sky Tomb killed many people, but it will also help some people. Mr. Jiang and Dudiao Hanjiangsou were the beneficiaries.
Looking at the empty boat, Mr. Jiang turned and left. He still had important things to do, because now with his level, he could finally come into contact with some of the secrets of the Sky Tomb - secrets that countless peerless masters have looked up to throughout the ages.
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Lin Ran was extremely shocked when he saw the old man who had been silent since he came back, and asked: "What happened? Why are you like this? It's not like you."
The old man sat on a chair, looked at the misty tea, and said softly: "The weather in Xijing City has been changing, but we can't realize it. Now it seems that it is really unfathomable. No wonder the owner of the house said when he came,
When the opportunity comes, you have to fight for it. If the opportunity doesn't come, then leave, and you can't force it."
Lin Ran was confused and had no idea what she was talking about. He just stared at the old man's eyes in confusion and said curiously: "It seemed like someone ran over just now..."
The old man nodded, sighed, and said: "Go to the Xiao family again. The head of the family knows your character, so when he came, he specially prepared a cup of gift. Compared with the Xiao family, you can't refuse it."
Lin Ran's eyes lit up, he thought something was going on, and his thoughts started to move, but the old man's face darkened and he said, "Go to Xiao's house and be honest. Otherwise, my ancestor won't be able to save you."
Lin Ran had never seen such a serious look in the old man's eyes. His heart was awe-inspiring. Although he was unhappy, his expression was calm and he said calmly: "I understand. You don't need to remind me."
The two of them felt extremely depressed while walking on the long street. The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the coldness penetrated into their souls. But for some reason, there was always a little warmth in their hearts. This warmth was difficult to detect, like
It was a fire lit in my heart, and the fire-attribute energy wrapped around me.
Boom!
The ground was shining brightly, and a person in front of him was wet and walking awkwardly on the street. When he encountered the two of them, he was stunned at the same time.
The old man's eyes were complicated and he said calmly: "We encountered it again."
The black shadow looked at the two people calmly, and his rickety body stood upright in an instant. His despairing mind suddenly became filled with strong murderous intent. Darkness invaded the soul, and his eyes gradually turned black.
"Be careful!" The old man's face changed drastically. He stood in front of Lin Ran and punched out. The powerful energy swept through the void and collided with the darkness.
The calm sound was absolutely shocking. The old man spat out blood and flew out upside down. The black shadow was also uncomfortable. He stepped back more than ten steps to stabilize his body, and a bloody dusk flowed from his eyes.
Without a roar, the black shadow rushed over and continued to fight with the old man, running wildly in the heavy rain. The figure was like a phantom, moving at an incredibly fast speed and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.
Lin Ran recovered from the shock, screamed, turned around and ran away. This level of struggle was not something he could participate in, so he could only run away.
When the world stopped and the rain on the long street stopped, in a deep alley, the old man was leaning against the wall, his eyes blurred, and a lot of blood showed at the corner of his mouth. The black shadow fell to the ground, laughing crazily.
At this time, both of them expired at the same time and died in the fight.
The saints of the Hell Gate and the masters of the Lin family, as if they were destined to have no intersection, died at the same time in each other's fists.
When the earth returned to deathly silence, the two corpses fell to the ground, and the splashing rain rippled on the wall, leaving streaks of bright red blood.
Kaka!
A figure came out of the darkness, looked at the body on the ground, and murmured: "It's time to make the next step. I've been waiting for too long."
Boom!
There was lightning and thunder behind him, revealing a familiar face.
His eyes were gray with a hint of blood red, like a bloodthirsty beast. He looked at the corpse on the ground and roared like a beast in his throat.
Reaching out to grab the corpse, Wenhua squirted the medicine on the neck of the corpse, and streams of blood entered the throat, like an ugly and disgusting insect squirming around the body. After five minutes, Wenhua threw away the two bodies and closed his eyes.
eyes.
If you look carefully, you will find that Wenhua at this time is like a huge black hole, swallowing up the surrounding vitality and turning it into his own use. The energy and spirit of the old man and the black shadow are all absorbed by him and transformed into his own abilities.
"The spirit of masters in the Yuan Jin realm is really a delicacy. I like it very much. The organization did not expect that the failed experiment products actually have a certain probability of success." Wen Hua showed an evil smile, a crazy look in his eyes, and trembled.
He said, "If I can swallow the essence of masters one by one, maybe I can become the most powerful complete body."
Lightning and thunder illuminated a huge black shadow, like a demon entrenched in the body, Wenhua looked extremely cold and evil.
Lin Ran ran wildly, trying to escape the fear in his heart, but for some reason there was a strong fear lingering in his heart that could not be dissipated. This great fear came from the soul, like a little rabbit in the forest, feeling
There was the smell of hungry wolves around, and I was extremely frightened.
This is the upper end of the food chain. He stares at his food fiercely, as if he is destined. The power of the law of reincarnation shines on all living beings, and it is difficult to escape.
Lin Ran didn't know where he was running to. The fear in his soul kept urging him to leave here quickly, as far away as possible, because he was being targeted by hungry wolves.
Riverside, woods.
Lin Ran knelt on the ground and gasped for air. According to his ability and physical strength, he ran for who knows how long, but finally lost his strength. After a long period of debauchery, he emptied his body and lay on the ground.
Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared in front of him, and a coldness hit him. Lin Ran raised his head, looked at the owner of the feet in horror, and murmured: "It's you..."
Then a shrill scream startled the birds in the forest, and their scattered feathers fell into the river. The current was so fast that it turned into whirlpools and swallowed up the feathers.
The rain stopped, and a group of lovers passed by and saw a shocking scene. An unrecognizable corpse lay on the road, with a look of horror in its eyes.
Immediately, Xijing City was really going to be in chaos.
In Neihu Park, Mr. Jiang was sitting cross-legged on a stone bench. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the tomb. He shook his head and sighed: "Heaven is ruthless."
The imperial concubine crawled out of the water, exposed her turtle head, and looked at the sky of Xijing City with doubts. She always felt that the world was about to change. But in the darkness, there was a trace of light, far, far away...
…
On an unnamed island in the South China Sea, green clothes fluttered, and the master of the Hell Gate stood facing the wind. Looking into the depths of the void, the light of the soul shone. Suddenly, the light dissipated, and the waves in front of him piled up to a height of a hundred feet.
Someone among the saints of the Hell Gate has died, and it was his own disciple. The sect leader's face was calm, and his body fell into darkness, motionless as a mountain.
One of the peach blossoms in the temple fell to the ground. It lost all traces in an instant and turned into vitality. It drifted and disappeared.
A long sigh came, and then a figure appeared beside the sect master, respectfully saying: "Junior brother has fallen."
The door owner didn't answer, but the sound of the waves became more intense, as if he was angry and roaring in his heart, which was not enough to express the rage in his heart.
"God's will." The door owner said calmly, then turned and left.
The man suddenly said: "Hell Gate was born with the consciousness of Pluto. Are we just waiting for the situation to develop? We are Hell Gate, not other holy places. We have our own pride. Haotian is just our opposition,
We don’t have to respect God’s will!”
With his voice hoarse, the man roared crazily, and blood flowed from his eyes. He was punished for disrespecting God. Just when his body was transforming into a Tao, the sect master took action, full of vitality, like a dark peach blossom floating in the sky, injecting into the man.
in the body.
A few seconds later, the man came back from death, panting heavily, but his eyes looking at the sky were full of unwillingness and despair, and he said in a deep voice: "One cannot die in vain!"
The sect master said calmly: "The people of Hell Gate never die in vain. He escaped by himself and ignored my warning, so it is normal for him to die. The only one who can go to sea is Zhishou, and none of you have received the blessing of Hades.
…”
The man said coldly: "We are the spokesperson of Pluto, so there is no need to bless us. Haotian is our enemy."
The door owner shook his head, turned around and left.
There are still some words that have not been said. The sect master knows deeply. In fact, many people know that they are trapped on a small island, a forbidden place in the South China Sea. No one can come in at will. They are people cursed by the light. No.
exist in the light.
"Someone should do something." The man murmured, and then his eyes shot out with hatred, "Even death can't be afraid of us. Because we are death..."
The sect owner left, but the waves in the South China Sea became even more powerful, lapping at every inch of the rocks. The rocks held on steadily, just like the peach trees on the island, lifeless, waiting for hope to come.
The wind comes from the South China Sea and may one day sweep across the entire earth. Darkness descends, light evades, and Pluto rules everything.
