MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v8 Chapter 55 Master of the world

What kind of swordsmanship is this? Can the swordsmanship be used without Qingshan Kendo? Real people in Jingyang... It's amazing. "

Jianxian Ensheng left the medical cabin, stood on the cold alloy floor, looked at the picture on the light curtain, his heart was burning, and said with emotion: "This is so powerful before waking up, what if it wakes up? Okay , You can’t really wake up anyway."

Yes, Jing Jiu did not wake up.

If he really wakes up, it will become a sword.

At this time, he was actually a sword, but don't worry about being put into the scabbard by Qingshan Patriarch-the blue light rope that Qingshan Patriarch left on his wrist is the appearance of the new Chengtian sword. Xinchengtianjian is a program, as long as his spiritual world is still empty, he will not be controlled.

The monsters of the entire planet were cut into pieces by his sword, and then frozen into snow particles by the severe cold.

He still raised his right hand, and the nine truly terrible monsters were still hanging high in the sky.

Those huge black mother nests exude evil and cold breath, without any response to the thousands of rays of light that sprayed from the ground.

Countless invisible metal filaments came to the edge of the atmosphere, spread out like fireworks, and stabbed towards the mother nests.

There was no sound or change.

Those invisible wires are still invisible.

The heavy ion cannon that even General Li can kill has no effect on these highest-level monsters of the Sea of ​​Dark Objects.

Jing Jiu felt very clearly that the thin metal wires did not touch the body of these mother nests at all, and just slipped past.

The breath from the darker is getting colder and colder, and has nothing to do with the coldness between heaven and earth. It is a breath of death that is contrary to existence and life.

Snow falls constantly, the atmosphere is very clean, the light of distant stars is very clear, but it is gradually absorbed by those black, huge spheres. The sky became darker and darker, as if the time had flowed backwards, the morning light had disappeared, and the world had returned to the night.

"It's the black field." The joyful monk didn't know when he opened his eyes, looked at the dark people in the sky, and said to Jing Jiu.

Since the rebirth of human civilization, the occult has not appeared at the same time, and too much data has been lost in ancient times. Early this morning, when I saw the picture on the moon watching the planet, the central computer derived a conjecture through observation of spatial data. The number of culprits is not as simple as increasing. When dark energy connects between them into a very dense area, that area will even become a strong barrier similar to the gravitational field.

The joyful monk didn’t know this kind of conjecture when he was in the sea of ​​dark objects, but when he saw the second dark person behind the giant’s head, Tianxintong issued a strong warning, so he turned around without thinking. Escaped, and then conveyed the warning to Jing Jiu.

Somewhat strangely, his words were a bit frivolous, like a joke and a mockery, maybe he wanted to show it in front of Jing Jiu.

His pendulum, jealousy, or other emotions haven’t happened to him for many years, because he and Xueji haven’t seen each other for many years-whether it’s from this world or from the heavenly continent. It's been a long time.

Jing Jiu's mind is now a child. At this time, people have also become a child. They can't understand what he is saying or showing, and still holding his right hand to the sky, the light in his palm is still on. Distribute.

At the next moment, his fingers were retracted, his palm clenched into a fist, and the middle was empty, like holding a sword.

This is purely his subconscious action.

The countless thin lines scattered into the sky, as he moved together, they turned into a straight metal line that was still difficult to see clearly.

In the wind and snow, a very slight break came from a distant place.

The straight metal wire, like a sword that extends from the ground to the edge of the atmosphere, directly breaks through the black field, cuts the tough exterior, and penetrates into the body of a dark person, but it is difficult to penetrate a little. Then go deeper.

The skin of the dark man seemed to be the most viscous quagmire, and it seemed to be like a void.

An unimaginable evil, cold breath came from the depths of the dark person, and returned like a black lightning along the metal wire. There were countless dazzling sparks in the atmosphere, which landed at Jingjiu at an unimaginable speed Body.

There were countless blasting sounds, and the big blue sportswear danced and ripped.

In the harsh blue arc, the little boy could be seen vaguely.

These energies can't hurt Jing Jiu. What really hurts him is the evil breath of death itself.

The Darker represents the objective will of the Sea of ​​Dark Things, which is too powerful.

At first, he soared away from the Chaotian Continent, and was seriously injured by an undercover person, mainly because the soul of the **** was injured by the will.

Now his spiritual world is in chaos, and he has no resistance at all, he doesn't even know how to resist, and naturally he is not an opponent.

With a loud bang, the blue arc turned into fragments like the sportswear and dissipated in the light snow.

A very small pothole appeared in the center of the basketball court, and the edge was a rapidly solidified magma, with black smoke scattered in the gaps of the magma.

Jing Jiu was lying on the bottom of the pit, with black smoke on his body, pale face and closed eyes. He seemed unconscious.

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Throughout the universe, everyone who saw this scene was silent.

Jiang Zhixing and other officers and soldiers on the battleship Lieyang had vaguely guessed that the boy was Mr. Advisor, watching him kill all the monsters on the planet. While he was uplifting, he suddenly saw him seriously injured and fell to the ground, worrying that he could not help but despair .

Looking at the nine black suns in the sky and feeling the powerful will to destroy and the feeling of death in the sea of ​​dark things, many people are desperate.

Do you want to give up as soon as it appears? Could the moon-seeking planet sink to the bottom of the ocean like this? Is the future of the Galaxy Alliance the same?

No, there are still many people who have not given up hope. They are not disciples such as Zhao Layue and the gray plaid shirt researcher, or the star gate priestess and Bishop Taiyang who believe that Jing Jiu is a new deity, It is those who are ascending like Zeng Ju and Chen Ya.

A few days ago, when the countdown of the whole world returned to zero, Jing Jiu did not wake up or die. Except for the joyous monk, who is too ego-influential, all ascendants quickly came to a simple inference-he must be With Xue Ji.

Jing Jiu who did not wake up could not defeat those who were in the dark, which did not mean that Xue Ji could not.

As long as Xueji is willing to stand up, there is still hope for the moon watching planet and mankind.

Yes, Jing Jiu thought he was the strongest practitioner in the history of Chaotian Continent, but that was just what he thought.

He also knows his own mind, this practitioner is limited to the human race.

Chaotian Continent's strongest existence in history has always been Xue Ji.

Regardless of whether it was Qingshan Patriarch's time, or at any time later, she was the strongest and always the strongest.

In a sense, the practice history of Chaotian Continent means that the human race practitioners struggled hard for survival under the pressure of the queen in the north, and continued to fight until the end...it still couldn't beat her and had to fly up.

For tens of thousands of years, the human race has only stayed on the edge of the snowfield, where tens of thousands of miles of formation and defense lines have been built. The defense is only the beast tide. I dare not dare to poke her, except for Lian March and Zhao Layue and Bai. This kind of crazy woman... In fact, many practitioners believe that if Her Majesty did not have any idea about the world, directly lead the beast tide south, the human race has already been destroyed, and there are so many stories behind it.

Now mankind is facing great danger in the new world, and is simply unable to fight against the nine simultaneously appearing darkness. At this moment, those who ascend can only hope for the greatest enemy in human history, the invincible existence To save humanity.

This sounds ridiculous, but it makes sense to taste it carefully.

Jing Jiu is now defeated. Who can stop that night except Xue Ji?

Zeng Ju, Chen Ya and other ascendants are very convinced that Xue Ji must be on the moon watching planet, and should be not far from Jing Jiu, and everyone heard the voice of Xue Ji's preaching just now. The question is where is she at this time?

The light snow falling from the cloudless sky is so cold. All the lakes and rivers between the world and the earth have been frozen. The source of the chill is this building area. Xueji should be near here. The question is where are you? What?

The practitioners of Chaotian Continent have lived in the shadow of Xue Ji for countless years, but few people have seen her true face. The same is true of those who have dealt with her, including Cao Yuan and Zen Zi.

Except for the joyous monk who floated out of the cracks of the ice sea many years ago, only Jing Jiu and Tong Yan had seen her postpartum weak.

Many eyes fall on the little girl standing on the basketball court, standing beside the happy monk, is she Xueji?

Soon this inference soon denied by Chen Ya and others that General Li had a deadly battle with Jing Jiu and Xilai in the outer galaxy of the fog. They had seen this little girl and knew that she was the girl's advent, which was naturally impossible. It's Xue Ji.

Some ascendants like Zeng Ju like to watch the one called Dadaoqitiantian, like to play games of the same name, and naturally doubted the doll held in Huaxi’s arms, but the doll was wrapped in red cloth and could not be seen clearly, and They didn't believe Jing Jiuzhai's description of the Snow Queen, and felt that the thing Huaxi was holding should be a blind eye for him to do with books and games.

Where is the queen?

Those invisible wires that fell from the edge of the atmosphere fell onto the basketball court and converged into the slightly recessed pit.

Snow falling from the sky was silently cut into smaller petals.

The black smoke in the crack gradually dissipated, and Jing Jiu's figure became clear, no longer the appearance of a little boy, and became much larger.

No one pays attention to the magic picture here.

Because at this time there is a picture on the other side that attracts the attention of the entire universe.

Huaxi stood beside the Joyful Monk, holding a red cloth in her arms.

A small hand reached out from the red brie.

The small hands are round and white, and they look very cute.

The cute little round hand knocked on Huaxi's forehead very rudely.

A crackling sound.

Huaxi woke up and quickly put her on the ground.

The joyous monk's face showed a complex emotional vicissitudes smile.

The basketball court with broken snow, the ground covered with cracks.

Xue Ji looked to the sky, her hair dancing lightly.

She did not look at the nine black suns, but looked at a satellite outside the atmosphere, not knowing why.

All the people in the universe saw this scene froze.

Those soaring from the continent are even more shocked and indescribable, even the saints who once lifted such a subconscious whispered subconsciously. Could it be that this doll-like little snowman...is the strongest person in the heavens and continents for thousands of years, Her Majesty the Queen of the Snow Kingdom!

How could Her Majesty look like this? Is the one written by Jingyang real people true? No fiction at all? If all this is true, why does her majesty wear that red cloth? Is this cloak or cloak?

"It seems... bed linen."

On the viewing platform at the edge of the distant main star's atmosphere, Zhong Lizi, Ran Handong, Jiang and Xia had rushed behind Zhao Layue and Liu Ada. , Nervous and excited to the extreme, eyes full of admiration and yearning.

This is the first time they have seen the legendary Xue Ji.

It is said that every little girl will play the queen or queen in bed at night.

Xue Ji also wore a bed sheet today, but she was not playing because she was Her Majesty.

Buzzed softly.

The red cloth is blown by the cold wind~www.novelbuddy.com~ is like a blood flag waving in the wind.

Xue Ji looked at the nine dark people in the sky, her dark eyes full of indifference.

Cicada did not know when she flew over the basket and landed on her face.

The white and cute little beetle crawled slowly from left to right, dividing a thin line on her face, extending from the left to the right.

The line was very red, like blood, and slowly separated.

"Boom."

An unimaginably powerful breath emerged from the petite body, spreading throughout the planet in a very short time, and then across the atmosphere and deep into the universe. This is what she is proclaiming to everyone and all monsters: I am the master of the world.

No matter which world, or this world.

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