MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v8 Chapter 57 Holding hands, you are my sword

A terrifying impact sounded from the surface of the planet.

Every banging sound is that cute little fist breaking the void.

If that piece of void night represents the will of the sea of ​​dark things.

Xue Ji's fist is the will of this universe.

The encounter of two powerful wills caused the Xuehai to set off huge waves and countless mountains and rivers on the ground collapsed.

The night keeps going backwards, leaving the ground, and gradually returning to the same dark universe.

Nine black suns were forced to emerge from it and recede into the atmosphere.

On the basketball court, Huaxi covered his ears and looked at the white cracks spreading in the night, shouting excitedly, but the wind and snow on the surface of the planet were too fast and the temperature was too low, and the sound could not be heard outside.

Rejoicing that the monk sat cross-legged on the big nirvana, his fingers were burning with fire, and he felt the unique breath of the tearing of the marginal space of the atmosphere, but his joy was slight. It was impossible to keep up with her.

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The snow line fell on the night, clearly moving, but it was close to absolute zero, and it was almost against the rules of this world.

Every little fist must break the void, and it is something that the imaginary **** can do.

Xueji is indeed the strongest person in the world, but when she was in Chaotian Continent, she was not as strong as she is now. That is, it takes some effort to kill the white-blade fairy. Why is it so powerful now?

The monk soared away from the Chaotian mainland and came to this world. With the endless supply of immortal gas, the speed of strengthening will be much faster than before, so what is she relying on? Endless chill in the open universe? The problem is that Xianqi can be understood as a photon, but chill does not have a specific existence, it is only a description of the motion state of the particle, not the particle itself. How can it provide specific support? This is really a difficult question to understand.

Countless small punches fell like snow dots on the night sky, driving thousands of square kilometers of black fields out of the atmosphere and into space, blocking the star in the distance, and Wushan became darker, like the sun. Food is average.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up. The first picture he saw was this. I felt like I had seen it somewhere.

Having such an idea indicates that he may remember something.

He looked to Huaxi, not far away, and thought that even if the time went back, he might still do that.

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Time is hard to come back, the space is easily broken, the black field is cracked like glass, the space is curled and then recovered, turning into countless fragments.

The sun is returning to the earth.

Nine dark places are suspended at the edge of the atmosphere, illuminated by the stellar light, and their figure is even more terrifying.

Accompanied by the evil breath of silence, these highest-ranking mother nests are ready to wipe out the figure like a snowdrop.

Xueji didn't give them any chance at all, turned back from the debris of the black field, and slayed towards the nearest dark person. The speed was unimaginable, bringing a straight snow line in the extremely thin air, watching It's like someone who drew **** the blackboard with white chalk.

With a snapping sound, her little fist ignored the thick, sticky, subtle dark breath, like the wind blowing down the dandelion, carrying countless huge tentacles, and then falling on the body surface of the dark person. .

This punch is extremely light, and it has no power, just with an unimaginable amount of chill, which is close to absolute zero.

Where the little fist fell, a flower of ice crystals condensed and quickly spread towards the body of the dark person, quickly occupying all.

It was only an instant, the breath of death exuded by the dark man, disappeared with infinite power, and those tentacles no longer waved, and became rigid like ice slag-this terrifying highest-ranking mother nest actually It was frozen directly.

Absolute zero is the limit of the physical laws of this world, which means that all particles will be stationary and all movement will cease to exist.

Everything must go to silence, as if before the beginning of the universe, or after death.

The Dark One carries the objective will of the Sea of ​​Dark Things, has unimaginable indestructibility and consciousness strength, but in front of Xue Ji’s little fist, it is simply unable to do any resistance, because they are now in this world, You must obey the rules of this world.

When the huge tentacles that broke off broke into pieces in the atmosphere, Xue Ji went to another place thousands of kilometers away. At the end of the snow line is a more ugly giant mother nest, which only looked at some funny meat wings collapsed into pieces, and then the mother nest became another frozen pear.

There were several soft sounds, and dozens of straight snow lines appeared in the atmosphere, forming a six-point star-like pattern.

At the intersection of the lines of this pattern, the nine darkened persons all entered a silent state and became huge and ugly ice balls.

When the black field was smashed by Xue Ji’s broken fist, some of the dark people wanted to explode, and some of the dark people who never knew what to fear and retreat even wanted to tear the space away, but all There is no way to escape the net of these lines.

Nine frozen giant mother nests hung on the edge of the atmosphere, did not emit any breath, but did not know whether it was really dead.

Huaxi looked at the nine mother nests in the sky and said, "It looks like frozen pears."

Jing Jiu remembered that the water droplets on the frozen pear on the window sill looked good in the sun, shaking his head and saying, "It's the stomach."

To be more precise, the whole untreated beef stomach has just been taken out of the ice storage. Some are bulging, some are deflated, the shape is different, but the essence is no different.

He can think of the cow stomach, not because he learned relevant knowledge in the interest class, but also has nothing to do with the knowledge remembered on Xingyu.com, but because many, many years ago, when he was eating hot pot on Defeng, he was not qualified Yuefeng helped him deal with it with Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.

Those hot pots, those people, he hasn't remembered them yet, but the ingredients are remembered very clearly.

The breeze fluttered with snowflakes, and Xue Ji returned to the basketball court, as soft as snowflakes.

The whole earth shook, the farm machine room not far away collapsed, and I wondered if the alloy door at the base of the underground would be more deformed.

Her eyes were as indifferent as usual, with two small hands behind her, she didn't seem to consume any energy, just went to the sky and flew.

Only the joyous monk noticed some details. Her hair was not as white as snow in previous years. It became a little transparent. Every hair had a very thin thread faintly. More importantly, her round face, A few drops of sweat appeared.

Those few drops of sweat meant a very important thing-in order to tear the black field and freeze the nine black suns with "absolute approach to absolute zero", she paid a lot, not as indifferent as the surface, I'm afraid I'm exhausted to the extreme.

This battle is undoubtedly the most important battle after the ultimate battle between the gods of ancient civilization and the sea of ​​dark objects. From a spectacular point of view, probably only the Qingshan Patriarch used thousands of battleships as swords to form the Qingshan Sword Array and destroyed the planet.

The monitoring equipment of the entire planet has been destroyed. No one except the three people on the basketball court can see the battle, otherwise it will be shocked that Xue Ji wins so easily, the whole process is so simple, I can’t even believe it... The question is, is this battle really over?

"They are not dead yet." Huan Xieng said.

Those who are dark at the edge of the atmosphere are still alive. To be more precise, they are originally dead things. How can they die again? Although the universe is cold, there is always energy, and the extremely close to absolute zero state cannot be maintained for too long, and then they will wake up again.

Of course Xueji knew the state of those ugly mother nests at this time, ignoring the happy monk and turned directly to Jing Jiu.

There was no vigilance and anxiety in her dark eyes, only the will to calm and not refuse.

That is an invitation.

Just like many and many years ago, Liu Ci sat on the high mountain, stepped on the low sea of ​​clouds, looked at his uncle quietly, and sighed.

That is also an invitation.

Xue Ji also invited Jing Jiu once before ascending.

The meaning of this invitation is: please be my sword!

This is what Jing Jiu is most afraid of in his life, so it was only when the situation in the West Sea was in desperation that Liu Ci spoke of the "please" in front of countless sectarian cults and southern trends, and he reluctantly agreed once.

So Kirishima ancestor Nan died.

Xilai broke his first arm.

Xuanyin Zong and Wang Xiaoming, whose name is about to be forgotten, disappeared.

Wanli turbid water turned red overnight.

——Only the head of Castle Peak can use the sword of heaven to imperialize all things.

Coincidence.

Xueji will too.

He taught it himself in the Three Thousand Temples outside Ohara.

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After many years, on this planet full of abandoned factories, facing the sea monsters hanging on the edge of the atmosphere. Jing Jiu received the invitation again, clearly feeling the meaning of Xue Ji, but now he didn't know what was going on, and nodded casually.

For more than a year, Xue Ji often used his eyes to let him play chess and play the piano, but he never refused, or dared to refuse.

This has become a habit.

The power of habit is extremely powerful, even defeating the greatest fear in his instinct.

There was a flash of light in Xue Ji's eyes, and he didn't expect that he would agree so easily.

She held out Xiaoyuan's hand and grabbed Jing Jiu's hand.

Jing Jiu was a little dazed and didn't mean to draw his hand.

Xue Ji confirmed that she had grasped, and was very happy. The ends of the red line on her round face rose slightly.

The buzzing sounded softly, and the red cloth danced against the wind, not like a battle flag, but more like a wrapped sword.

A bright sword light illuminates the basketball court and the wall full of scratches, then illuminates the entire city of Wushan, and finally illuminates all the corners between heaven and earth.

This sword light once appeared in the West Sea, appeared in Lieyangxia, appeared in turbid water, and today appeared on the moon watching planet.

Xue Ji learned the Chengtian swordsmanship in the Sanqianyuan in just a dozen breaths, but her Chengtian swordsmanship was no worse than any generation of Qingshan masters, or even stronger, because her own natural talents were better than all human The monks are much stronger.

What power will a sword of everything in her hand show?

No one can see ~www.novelbuddy.com~ because that sword light is too bright, it is countless times brighter than the star in the distance.

Snow and ash, which have been indistinguishable from the ground, rise up with Xue Ji's figure, and under the shining of that sword light, they become countless swords.

Those swords hide the most extreme chill and the purest sword.

As if the Qingshan Sword Array reappeared.

The bright sword light came to the edge of the atmosphere and passed through a dark man.

There was no sound, and only black and gray things could be seen splashing out of the gaps on the surface of the giant mother nest, like flowers.

Immediately afterwards, that sword light continuously passed through eight other giant mother nests, leaving an endless line in the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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