When the woman's hand is held, it seems to cover the entire sky.
There was a strong wind and it couldn't blow in. There is heavy rain and it cannot fall. There is no thunder from the sky, but it cannot split this big hand that covers the sky.
This is the hand that calms the shaking heart.
Indeed, it starts with getting to know the person. He never did anything he was unsure of.
She knew that he was afraid of death. So sometimes they get scared, and they get scared completely. How can such a person die?
Indeed, Chu Cheng was afraid of death before, and he is afraid of death now. It hasn't changed, it's just that the meaning of fear of death is different.
But I can’t escape the word fear of death.
Chu Cheng still only did things he was sure of, but sometimes he couldn't help himself and had to do things he was not sure of.
Those things all put Chu Cheng in danger and brought him almost to the edge of death.
This time, Chu Cheng was not sure. But there is no way to know...
Because this is the first time he has used this technique.
This is what Chu Cheng realized clearly in that candlelight and copied other people's wonderful methods for his own use.
That candle contains hundreds of truths. Ninety-nine is extreme, ten is transcendence.
In this world, no one can possess more than ten true paths. This is true even for Feng Jingjie, who is destined to become the number one person in the world.
The use of wonderful methods is naturally wonderful.
The person who placed the candle has simply discovered this wonderful thing. Follow the path of the second step strong person you meet and merge into one thing.
However, this requires extremely deep attainments in the talisman formation, and a strong understanding of the Tao, which can be understood in an instant.
Although it is superficial, it is not enough to reveal the true way. But the accumulation of numbers is enough to explode beyond oneself...an immeasurable blow.
This blow will at least instantly kill the strong ones in the early stage of Nirvana, leaving them dead and without any time to prepare for resurrection.
Instantly obliterating the early stage of Nirvana, perhaps, can also obliterate the middle stage, or even the later stage.
However, this requires many true paths, at least a hundred. And can only be cast once.
After one time, it needs to be assembled again. The true way is only temporary. Because the container of the prosperous Tao is full, it can only be captured in an instant. After that, it will be even more difficult to capture the same Tao.
Things that are gone are ultimately irreversible. The same is true for this Tao. Except for your own Tao, the others will no longer appear after casting.
We can only look for other true ways. However, under this confusion, how could those second-step experts be willing to lend their natal profound weapons and their Tao to themselves?
It is naturally impossible to do it willingly.
"good."
Liu Qian nodded. At this moment, she was no longer panicking. Maybe it was him standing behind him.
She naturally swayed with the hand holding her, letting go of all the warp strings.
Liu Qian couldn't help but think of the time when she faced a crisis. It was this person who stood in front of him and blocked the crisis for her.
But this time, he chose to stand behind him.
Just in front of me and behind me. They were all blocking it for her.
That year, she asked her ancestor to resist the murder for him. Even if it takes all the efforts of the entire family.
But it was still a step late, one step later than Qingxia.
She was thinking, if she had been bolder, more courageous, and stood by his side, what would have happened even if her power was insignificant in front of those strong men?
Whether it can wake him up from his madness, and whether it can leave him a son or a daughter.
Even after that, his heart was already with someone else. There will be no regrets, just like Qingxia.
Things you can’t get, people you can’t get. It doesn't mean destroying it and making others superior because they can't get it. Instead, let him be better and better.
In this way, we can prove the value of love.
But, none of this will happen. Because she didn't do it.
Now, I can only feel relieved. Even if this is the last time the person behind him resists murder for him.
She relaxed. But her breathing became more and more serious, and she was breathing heavily.
The reason may be that the fragrance coming from it is too pleasant. Or maybe it was the aura on his body.
His hand rose, and hers followed.
Then, the big hand raised her index finger and gently stroked it forward.
In an instant, there was a huge ripple. A yellow talisman appeared in front of the two of them.
When a finger passed across it, a deep shadow appeared in the woman's eyes.
"My way...is lovesickness..."
There was a whisper, and then in one stroke, this deep red burst from her eyes and wrapped around her two fingers.
At this moment, the woman was a little dazed.
This is a red thread, wrapped around the hands of two people, connected and never separated.
There are folk legends and there are red lines in the world. When this red thread falls into the hands of a man and a woman, it can be tied together.
Then, this is marriage.
What you see now is the red thread, also tied together.
Is this marriage?
She shook her head, knowing it wasn't. Because this red thread disappeared instantly and merged into the talisman seal.
Liu Qian felt that the outstretched hand suddenly relaxed, the pressure of being clenched had disappeared, and the fragrance had also gone away.
She heard footsteps and saw a few strands of white hair passing by her face.
She saw the figure, which appeared in two colors, and its whole body was covered in black and white light, as if it was burning like a blazing fire.
Chu Cheng sat cross-legged in front of the talisman and slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, the sky thunder raged and tore open the void, only a hundred feet away from landing here.
This hundred feet determines the destruction and existence of this world.
Zuo Feiang flew high into the sky and finally decided to save the creatures in this world.
He raised his hand, condensed the big hand seal, and fished it towards the earth.
Fire was flying everywhere, and the big handprint was rapidly collapsing. The power of the two colors is really terrifying, even a full blow from a strong person in the early stage of Nirvana can disintegrate in a short time.
One person, two people, three people. One creature after another was held in his hands. Suddenly, Zuo Feiang's eyes narrowed.
It was not because of the terrifying Xuan Lei, but because eight figures appeared in his sight.
This is exactly the same figure. They all walk in the sky.
There is light flying around each body. There are eight colors in total.
At this moment, Zuo Feian felt the eight true paths.
"There are actually eight powerful people in the Xuan Realm in this cave! How could I not feel it before..." Zuo Feiang was puzzled, but he still controlled the big hand seal to quickly grab people.
Time is limited and there is no room for pause.
But he paused. Because he saw those eight figures fused together in one step.
Suddenly, the world was shocked!
An aura so powerful that it even made Zuo Feian suffocated fell instantly.
This does not come from Xuan Lei, but from that figure.
"Come."
This sound came from heaven and earth.
Someone stretched out his hand to brush his sleeves, and then, the golden and purple colors glowed again.
That's the starburst.
Countless stars illuminate this place, getting closer and closer.
This is the falling of stars and the rippling of sword intent.
This is the sword of the stars in the sky, the sword of heaven and earth!
One sword after another, with the sound of breaking through the air, it instantly fell to the earth, even faster than the mysterious thunder.
These sword machines all emit eight colors of light, dreamy but real.
This is just a cave with a radius of 30,000 miles. Under the pressure of the stars in the sky, it is already full. Starlight is everywhere, and sword intent is everywhere.
The dreamy ones are like hallucinations and mirages, the real ones are terrifying.
The sword rain came, gradually amplifying, and when it fell on the earth, it rose up again, trying to forcibly erase these two black thunders.
Just, at this moment. The purple and gold colors dissipated instantly. What was transformed was a surge of profound energy.
It belongs to the mysterious power that feeds back to the monks.
Xuan Lei suddenly disappeared, and the sword rain naturally fell into vain and returned to the sky.
"...."
Chu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and raised his head again. Full of confusion.
what happened? Why does this mysterious disaster...dissipate on its own?
