Part 14, Chapter 172: The Sleeping Corpse!
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The Bronze Supreme's green battle robe emitted a sharp light, fluttering in the biting cold wind. He raised his hand to the sky, and the clouds above his head were pulled down, like a hurricane held in the palm of his hand, snatching away all the sunlight in the sky.
At the moment when the sky and the earth changed color and the wind and clouds moved rapidly, the Ling in front of him stared at him with tears in his eyes, his teeth clenched so tightly that blood was oozing from his gums. He took a step forward with a ferocious and wild face. An invisible aura rushed into the sky, like a sharp sword unsheathed, piercing through the clouds with the sharp sound of the string, and pointed towards the Bronze Supreme.
Two completely different auras stood at the two ends of the sky.
"origin……"
An ancient and mysterious Buddhist chanting sounded from the top of the Bronze Supreme's head. He stared coldly at Ling, and suddenly grabbed his fingers and tore them down fiercely. The gray-white hurricane spinning in his hands slapped like a whip, stirring the void like a mirror and breaking into many blade-like space fragments, sweeping towards Ling. Along the way, the space was directly torn into a twisted large hole.
Zero's bloodshot eyes stared at the sharp hurricane that was coming towards him. The hurricane was like an electric drill, trying to drill through his body. He roared fiercely, raised his fist, and slammed into the hurricane fiercely.
Bang!
The entire sky shook violently. The gray-white hurricane and Zero's fist collided with each other, and the stalemate did not immediately determine the winner. Where the two were resisting, the air flow swept, blurring the vision, and only traces of lightning could be seen flashing in it.
Ling clenched his teeth, his arms trembling violently, his body seemed to be unable to bear it, his strong and plump skin was bleeding, and then slowly fell off piece by piece, revealing the blood vessels and meridians inside, which spread on his arms and body like countless twisted crickets.
The skin on his face began to peel off like eggshells.
However, his body still did not retreat, and he fought back with gritted teeth like a barbarian.
Until, a slender hand that seemed to stretch out from the years grasped his arm, and a slender and elegant figure floated gently from the side and stood in front of her. With a tenderness like spring water on her beautiful face, she whispered: "Don't be stubborn, you are not his opponent, let go..."
Ling looked at this woman, his body trembled violently, as if all the blood in his body was rushing up, the blood-red light in his eyes immediately receded like a tide, revealing his dark pupils, his clear and clean eyes were full of excitement, tears filled his eyes, and he said with a sob, "Sister~sister..."
Sifigran's figure was like a translucent phantom, and she looked at him tenderly with a smile on her face, "I am not dead, don't seek revenge for me, you must live well... I will wait for you in the Tower of Time and Space... You must live well... " Her voice became increasingly distant and fainter, until it was almost inaudible. Her figure also became increasingly distant and slender, as if being pulled back billions of kilometers by an invisible thread, and finally completely invisible.
"Sister——" Ling suddenly screamed, and then he saw the scene in front of him clearly. He felt a sharp pain on his fist like a needle. The skin on his body fell off in large chunks, and the blood and meridians inside showed signs of melting.
He stared blankly into the distance, with two lines of blood and tears still under his eyes.
“Sister…” He murmured in agony and infatuation. After a while, two rays of light suddenly shone in his eyes. He clenched his teeth and said, “Tower of Time, sister, you must wait for me!” As he spoke, he looked up at the Bronze Supreme, his ferocious and crazy eyes filled with murderous intent. He retreated thousands of feet and roared, “One day, I will make you die ten times!”
The Bronze Supreme frowned and looked at Zero who quickly dodged and rushed towards the distant sky after he finished speaking. He clenched his fists, and finally slowly released them. He looked down at the sacred mountain under his feet, and finally sighed and did not chase after him. "You can't run away. When I get the body of the Goddess of Light, it will be enough to kill you a hundred times!" His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and then his figure flashed quickly and rushed downwards. The twelve crystal palaces on the sacred mountain suddenly exploded violently.
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Dead Soul Abyss.
By the fire.
The weak firelight illuminated Ye Chen's cheeks, and the warm light dyed his skin a light golden color, brilliant and charming. He suddenly asked Mick, "I have basically mastered the basic principles of these twelve energies, but how can I smelt them and then combine them into an extremely powerful energy?" He touched the fire, making it brighter, "Whether it is twelve or thirteen energies, they are actually the same energy, just like among humans, there are men, women, half-orcs, half-demons, etc., but they all have one characteristic, that is, they belong to the human race."
"You mean... these twelve energies have common characteristics?" Ye Chen looked at him in astonishment, feeling very incredible.
"good."
"How is it possible?" Ye Chen couldn't help but say, "There is ice and fire in here. These two extreme energies, one is solidified and the other is burning, could they have common characteristics?"
"Why not?" Mick smiled and looked up at him. "Ice and snow belong to water. Water and fire are both flowing, not solid. Isn't this their common characteristic?"
Ye Chen's heart was shocked, as if a new realm that he had never thought of opened up before him, as if he had walked into a magical world.
He didn't ask any more questions.
In this world, people who don’t like to ask too many questions and like to think about problems on their own are either arrogant or smart.
Ye Chen was undoubtedly the latter. He lowered his head and thought. After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but said, "So that's how it is. I understand. It's so simple." He couldn't help but want to laugh.
Mick was not too surprised and said with a smile, "Many things will become simple after you understand them."
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Shenshan, Ice Crystal Square.
Outside the huge egg-shaped energy barrier, Ye Zhu looked up quietly for a while, then lowered her head and walked to the edge of the barrier. She stretched out her hand and touched the white barrier, and a ruddy white halo appeared on her palm.
She closed her eyes, as if she was completely immersed in it. After a while, when she opened her eyes, a series of ripples appeared on her palms, as if she had reached into the water and penetrated directly into it.
She walked in with a normal expression, her whole body passing through like smoke. If the eight messengers were still there, they would definitely pop their eyes out. This barrier that they had spent countless years trying to break was not a single obstacle in front of Ye Zhu.
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The object of their worship was a woman whose height was tens of thousands feet high. Her body was wrapped in a soft silver robe. Strands of light emanated from the robe, illuminating the entire space with bright brightness. Her two slender pale hands were quietly clasped on her abdomen, and her exquisitely flawless face had a quiet and gentle expression, as if she was sleeping.
Ye Zhu's body trembled slightly, and an indescribable throbbing suddenly rushed out of her blood, as if the person lying in front of her was her closest relative, from the same blood. That feeling from the bottom of her heart, like an invisible thread, pulled her body step by step towards the light, like a tiny ant on the huge snow, only as small as the eyelash of the corpse of the goddess of light.
Ye Zhu looked at the sleeping figure, and suddenly a huge sadness surged in her heart. Her body trembled slightly, and clear tears flowed from her eyes. Her heart felt like being pierced by a sharp dagger. The severe pain made her body tremble, and blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
"Why..." Her voice was already hoarse, her face was filled with pain and sorrow, and a white symbol suddenly appeared in her originally dark pupils.
After the symbol appeared, it seemed to have moved something, and the surrounding space suddenly became silent. Then, a ruddy white halo lit up on the clean forehead of the goddess of light, slowly illuminating her skin like a cocoon emerging, and the light finally illuminated the entire barrier.
Ye Zhu was a little stunned.
The white light bloomed like a flower, then slowly converged and shrank into her forehead, where a white symbol appeared.
"This is..." There was some confusion in her eyes.
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Dark corridor.
After Ye Zhu walked into the white light barrier, the burly man who had his head chopped off and fell down among the pile of corpses lying on the ground suddenly moved his fingers, and then the head that fell beside him suddenly opened its eyes, and two cold rays of light shot out like sharp swords.
He slowly sat up, then held his head on his neck. The wound, which had not yet dried blood, healed quickly and he looked completely uninjured.
“I didn’t expect this to be the power of the Sword of Light. Fortunately, I have recently made a breakthrough in my cultivation and entered that realm. Otherwise, I’m afraid I really wouldn’t be able to stop it. Fortunately, this little girl’s strength is too low, she’s only at the peak of the Void Sky Realm, otherwise she would have noticed that my soul has not yet been extinguished.” The burly man raised his head and glanced at the barrier with fear flashing in his eyes, then swept towards the corpses present.
His eyes flashed with cruel and cold light, and with a grab of his palm, the bodies of the eight dead messengers and the blue-robed old man were all sucked in. "Since you are dead, your bodies cannot be left behind." As he spoke, he grabbed out with force, twisted off one of the blue-robed old man's arms, put it in his mouth and bit it, tearing off a piece of bloody flesh, chewing it in his mouth, "When people get old, their flesh also tastes different."
He frowned, and suddenly his expression changed, looking back at the dark corridor behind him.
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