Inside Dian Lingxi, auspicious clouds usually cover the sun, moon and time, but now the discordant “dark clouds” expand enough for people to see.
Boom——————!
Thunder exploded.
It turns out that it’s not a thunderstorm that’s coming, but a slash of the sword, bringing out the thunderstorm.
This sword slashed with great momentum, and also cut off the Lingxi Tongtian Pillar.
The waterfall of Lingxi flowers scattered in all directions, revealing the dark-skinned boy inside.
Gongyi Shu opened his eyes, the madness in his eyes had not dissipated, and he was full of fighting spirit but could not find an opponent to vent to.
He held the horizontal sword and ignored the surroundings. He slashed out with the sword, going crazy and moving forward like thunder.
Finally, a long roar roared out the rage in his chest, and he finally regained his senses.
“Huh?” Gongyi Shu looked up at the sky. He had a very wide view from where he was. He could see the Withering Spirit Leaf Hat and the Towering Pillar that was still going on in the distance.
“Is it almost over?” Gongyi Shu estimated the time based on the withering of Lingxi, and rushed towards the Tongtian Pillar in the distance in the next second, “Very good, let me see who this opponent is.”
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Tu Yaning opened his eyes, his eyes were blue and neither happy nor sad. It took a long time to recover from a certain state of enlightenment.
He held the Hanging Moon Sword and looked around, but there was no one there.
Before his consciousness completely fell into realization, he remembered that people would rush around every once in a while, but now those people were gone.
So what to do now?
Tu Yaning thought for half a second before sitting down and continuing to reflect on his previous insights.
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Tick tock tick tock——
Countless rainwater falls into the sea, and the ripples become more and more numerous and dense, eventually converging into a whirlpool.
The whirlpool spins the sea, but the speed is not fast enough, and the sea surface may be washed away and calm again at any time.
The whirlpool was not willing to do this. The roaring wind swept away the rain falling from the sky, all condensing it into the power of the whirlpool.
The wind and rain turned violently, finally breaking the sea.
At that moment, the wind was clear and the sun was bright, and my ears and eyes were clear.