Chapter 2488 The difference between life and death
Thousands of lights gather at one point, and the energy is surrounded by the ages and penetrates through the ages! The owner of the Ghost Villa has a lot of murderous intent in his long hair, and murderous intent is hidden in his hair, shaking the world.
This attack is sharp, almost impeccable, and it feels like it is omnipresent, although it is the Heavenly Lord.
But every Heavenly Lord has his own terrible combat power and unique skills.
Often when the realm is the same, the competition is unique skills! The owner of Ghost Villa's unique skills are obviously terrifying and unimaginable.
His combat power was so surging, and his magic power was surging like a tide, flowing through his feet, almost roaming the vast world and the vast space of nothingness.
But! Jutian is the Great Sun after all, and has already taken this step and has also gone from the Heavenly King. What's more, on the Great Sun, his understanding of Tao, war and law has long exceeded the scope of the Heavenly King's cognition.
Even if only the Dharma body comes here at this moment, not the original deity, but in terms of combat power.
The owner of Ghost Villa will definitely lose this battle! It’s just a matter of time.
The owner of Ghost Villa's attack was sharp, and he suddenly had a kind of combat power beyond his level.
But the attack was so sharp that Jutian was like a pine tree in a storm, swaying in the wind, but its foundation was as stable as Mount Tai and as thick as the vast earth! Jutian raised one hand and stroked forward.
This painting is shining with golden light.
Under the illumination, the surging light instantly submerged the magic tide of the owner of Ghost Villa.
The mana tide was cut off and cut open! Wow.
The owner of Ghost Villa suddenly squirted out blood, and his whole body became depressed in an instant.
But before he could retreat, a palm was imprinted on his chest.
Then he was beaten alive! From beginning to end, Jutian actually only had two palms! Just two palms, the owner of the Ghost Villa fell! The Peking University was in a sad state! On the eighth day of the fourth month! The Peking University Spirit Cave! Jutian's Dharma body shone with strange light.
The eighth-ranked master of the top ten masters in Peking University, Lingxu Tianjun! At this moment, the old Tianjun sat proudly on a stone chair. The stone chair used to be a huge stone, and he sat there every day. Time flies, and he sits it into a chair.
"You're still here to send me?"
Lingxu Tianjun spoke with his expression.
Because ahead of him is the North God's Peaceful Bo Yuntian.
Yi Bo Yuntian opened his mouth.
"Second brother, you'd better stop talking."
"Brother, how many years have we not seen each other?"
Lingxu Heavenly Lord looked at the North Lord.
"One hundred thousand years or two hundred thousand years?"
"If I hadn't known the breath on you, I wouldn't have known you anymore."
"You're old."
Lingxu Heavenly Lord looked at the North Lord.
"That's it, I'll leave."
Lingxu Heavenly Lord stood up.
Walk past the North Lord and patted the North Lord on the shoulder.
The North Master did not move anyway, nor did he look back.
"He must have endured a lot of things in his heart!"
Ye Shuangshuang looked at the old man standing there.
The old man seemed to be numb.
He looked at the chair, which contained a pot of wine.
The wine has been dry long ago.
Because it was the wine from more than 200,000 years ago.
"Lingxu!"
"I'm free to ask me for a drink."
"Okay, I'll bring my treasured wine!"
Boom! Jutian is like a murderous devil, pressing step by step in the void.
Lingxu Tianjun's entire body was like a sieve, and his whole body was hit by punches and kept flying blood.
"Hahaha!"
"Come again!"
Lingxu Tianjun sneered.
Although he practiced a technique, although he could not be unparalleled in his body, his bones were even harder than immortal gold! Ju Tian approached suddenly and then grabbed Lingxu Tianjun's chest.
Then the skin and flesh exploded! Lingxu Tianjun's sternum was taken out in a piece.
But Lingxu Tianjun seemed to be injured but not himself, and his brows did not frown! Then, blood rain flew.
Lingxu Tianjun exploded.
April 17th! Feitian Sword Pool! "Is the boss here?"
A middle-aged man stood proudly there holding a long sword.
The sword in his hand was trembling and roaring! That was because he was about to fight.
"The boss said he won't come."
The righteousness is here.
"well!"
The Heavenly Lord holding the long sword sighed.
He understands.
"Second brother, what do you think we are all for?"
"We are all this old, what else can't let go?"
"Why do you have to do this?"
Yi Bo Yuntian was silent. He didn't say anything and couldn't say a word, but his eyes were still red after all.
"Tell me a word to the boss."
"I, Jian San!"
"I never regretted following him!"
"I will fight the momentum that the Beida Eighth, the Northland masters should have!"
The Heavenly King holding the sword jumped up! He ascended to the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth were filled with dense sword shadows.
The sword was in his hands, as if he was himself.
At this moment, the world seemed to be affected.
Even if the will of heaven and earth is complete.
But at this moment, he was also influenced by the sharp sword shadow.
"Swords divide the world!"
In the brilliant light.
The Sword Heaven Lord never appeared again.
The sun is already here, brilliant and brilliant.
April 27.
The sixth master of Peking University! That was a woman.
He is extremely beautiful and is considered the number one beauty in the true sense of Peking University.
At this moment, she was in the house, which was a courtyard house, and outside the courtyard was the north master, standing there quietly.
It was raining, and the rain fell down the green tiles, forming a flowing comb! Yibo Yuntian walked in because the door was only opened for Yibo Yuntian alone.
The north master couldn't enter, and an invisible wall of air blocked him outside.
"Brother is here, don't you see each other?"
"It's gone, there's no need to see you."
The woman spoke softly.
"Remember to take good care of the crabapple flowers I planted in the yard outside the door."
"It doesn't like sunlight, remember to put it in a cool place to ventilate."
"I have been raising it for many years. Today, when I was watered by the rain, my petals were all broken all over the ground."
The woman talked and tears flowed down her face.
Her name is Bing Haitang! She is the first saint in Peking University and the only female celestial king in Peking University.
"Okay, I promise you."
Yi Bo Yuntian's body was shaking, clenching his fists tightly, and blood was already bleeding from his fists.
"There is no need to do this. This is what everyone means, and everyone understands it."
Bing Haitang stood up and handed out an umbrella.
"Let him not stand in the rain, it is not good for him to get wet."
"I'm leaving."
After Bing Haitang said this, she disappeared.
Above the nine heavens, a woman came with eternal fancy styles.
Countless seas of flowers rippling around the world, so beautiful.
Very beautiful, too.
In the entire void of nothingness, there are flowers, oceans of flowers, worlds of flowers, and all kinds of flowers.
The woman was wearing a mask.
The rain was still falling below. The North Master stood in the rain, without saying a word, lowered his head, and stood there silently! Let the rain pour on him!