Chapter 858 (1/2)
2374, December 7.
In the middle of winter, fog.
At night, the starry sky is like washing, but no one can sleep.
Wind, blowing has been empty Dujiangyan, lonely, silent. Roll up the boundless murderous gas, blow a thousand heavy clouds, and turn to ashes in front of a purple mountain.
”Boom, boom...” in the dark, Qingcheng Mountain is like a holy mountain of light. The purple air comes to the East for 30000 Li, and it's five thousand years since the beginning of the pass. Auspicious thousand, Zixia million, towering not to climb, majestic not to name.
Gorgeous, with a budding sense of war.
A Taoist platform is divided into nine layers, 40 meters high. It stands at the middle of the mountain. There are many monks on each layer. On the top floor, two monks stand at Yin and Yang levels. The night was deep and sleepless.
The night wind blows gently, and the songbirds don't fly. Even the sky feels the killing. Only the sea of trees rustling around.
The whole platform is as silent as a sword.
”Feel it?” What's more, a nun raised her pretty face and looked at the sky with a dignified look.
”Such a terrible power... Anyone can feel it.” The man looked up.
Just in the sky, the black night sky presents a strange picture. In the dark night sky, a blue trace, like the devil's scratch in the sky, is so eye-catching.
As long as you feel it, you will feel the horrible aura, like the tide, slowly gushing from the trace of heaven.
”It's really terrible...” the man lowered his head and took a deep breath. There was no fear in his eyes: ”I don't know... What kind of hell scroll I'll see later.”
At the top of Qingcheng Mountain, Xu Yangyi moved his eyes from the trace of heaven and looked at his watch.
It's eleven fifty.
”Not nervous?” Chu Zhaonan came out from behind and took a cigarette in his mouth: ”are you still in the mood to watch?”
He looked at the sky: ”such a terrible aura... I don't know how many monsters will rush out of it.”
Xu Yangyi turns his head. Chu Zhaonan is fully armed. He strongly demands to fight, but he doesn't stop him.
”I should have asked you that.”
Tonight, it's destined to be a river of blood. No matter who can not stop the stagnant night sky, or even tear the sky.
”If I don't fight today, I'll regret it all my life.” The wind blew Chu Zhaonan to pieces. He took a deep breath: ”even a few years, ten years later, I will ask myself, why do I practice?”
Without waiting for him to speak, there was a blue glow in the sky.
Xu Yangyi was about to say something when he turned his eyes and watched this unforgettable scene with Chu Zhaonan.
God, it's on.
The clouds in the sky began to rotate rapidly. In less than a minute, they formed a whirlpool of unknown size. There was a faint thunder rolling by. In the center of the vortex, a magnificent palace, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, slowly penetrated from the center of the vortex.
”Sand...” on the Qingcheng Mountain, in the damaged Taoist temple, an old Taoist opened his turbid eyes, picked up the long sword and slowly pushed the door open.
In the middle of the mountain, countless friars, with hot eyes and relaxed breath, looked at the beautiful scene in the sky, but it was the beginning of death.
”Boom boom...” the palace appeared in the sea of clouds, surrounded by 15 pieces of land the size of the city, some hanging upside down in the air, some covered by clouds and fog, the stars arched the moon, and crossed the vast sea of clouds.
The 15th National Congress of the people's Republic of China, the imperial palace of Jin Dynasty, and the real king of Yuanying, Liu Mingyang, are coming!
Without reservation.
Xu took a deep breath and looked at his watch again.
11:55, 27 seconds.
The whole imperial palace of Jin Dynasty seems to have untied some seal. The blue light penetrates through the heaven and earth, as if tearing open the sky and pulling out a blue line in the whole sky. Innumerable talismans fly out from all directions, turning into magic butterflies on a moonlit night, spreading for tens of miles and flying in the sky.
And then... Endless shadows, like a tsunami, rush out of it!
”Damn...” at the foot of the mountain, a friar was staring at the sky for a long time before he lowered his head and tied his sword and hand together.
I don't know how many people stood up in amazement, looking at the magic box opened by Pandora, casting their demons wantonly in mid air.
Every second, spray hundreds of thousands! Like a storm, five minutes... Ten minutes... Twenty minutes and a half hours! It hasn't stopped!
”Heaven...” a monk opened his mouth slightly. The devil's abyss was endless, the moon was blocked, the night clouds were shrouded, and there was only a shadow of the black tide.It's not a wave
It's... Endless, countless floating boats!
And... Surrounded by the floating boat, more dense than clouds, more vast than locusts... Countless monks.
”Ah...” at the top of the mountain, Chu Zhaonan took a cold breath. It's so... So much! It's numbing!
He turned his head and looked at Xu Yangyi deeply: ”have you ever thought of this number?”
”Never.” Xu Yangyi's eyes are very dignified: ”but, no matter how much, can we abandon our country?”
No one could see. He clenched his fist.
Damn
How can there be so many? These troops at least exceed ten million! Three million more than previously estimated!