Chapter 1019 The Battle of Fate
This is a vast plain, boundless as far as the eye can see.
Looking closely, a space distorted, a colorful vortex transformed, and the white-haired woman holding the Sword of Immortal Execution came out.
The colorful radiance wrapped around her body was a little dim, and when she landed, the lotus step was still a little staggered. Maybe she sacrificed a different dimension, which cost her a lot, but she was able to escape from the siege of that lineup, she was proud enough .
Suddenly, she raised her cheeks, her indifferent beautiful eyes, and quietly looked at the ethereal nothingness ahead.
There, a blurry figure was slowly coming, dressed in black, wearing a black mask, black hair fluttering, and icy air, sweeping the sky, like a killing god of the night.
It was the red dust, it seemed to come from afar, with a red killing sword in his hand, and the sound of the clanging sound carried the essence of Dao.
The red dust stopped and looked at the white-haired woman from a distance, with empty eyes, dull and emotionless, sometimes confused, sometimes confused.
"Who the hell are you?" The white-haired woman opened her mouth slightly and looked at Hongchen without squinting. She actually took the initiative to speak.
She has asked this question more than once.
The things between heaven and earth are so wonderful. Whenever she appears, the red dust will also appear. She is like a ghost, elusive, but he is also like a ghost, like a shadow, and can't be thrown away.
Perhaps others don't know that she and Hong Chen have fought hundreds of times.
She didn't know the origin of Hongchen, but only knew that he penetrated into the sky and the earth, and he had the unparalleled fighting power on the shoulders of her, and he was the only person she feared in this land.
As for the question from the white-haired woman, Hong Chen was silent, but a trace of confusion flashed in his dull eyes.
who I am?
This question haunted him for over a thousand years.
He also wanted to know who he was, but every time he couldn't remember, he would become confused when he thought about it, and he would fall into a never-ending cycle of confusion.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/
He didn't know who he was, and he didn't even know the meaning of his existence in this world.
Until many years ago, he smelled an aura that he hated, and that aura came from the white-haired woman on the opposite side. To be more precise, he hated the Sword of Immortal Execution in the hands of the white-haired woman, and wished he could crush it. .
Since that day, he seemed to know the meaning of his existence, that is, to obliterate the aura that made him hate it.
Therefore, where the Zhuxianjian appeared, he would also appear.
No matter how far away he was, he could smell it clearly, just like this time, he broke the seal that Taixu Gulong and Zi Xuan had blessed in his body, and found the location of the Immortal Execution Sword very accurately.
The world was silent, and the two stood facing each other, staring at each other.
The imaginary battle that shattered the sky and the earth did not appear. The two were like stone statues, motionless. If there was a supreme power here, they would definitely see that these two people who penetrated the sky and the earth were fighting with their minds.
boom! Boom!
Soon, there was an indescribable sound of thunder, and the whole world was in turmoil.
Although the two were fighting with their minds, the powerful coercion and the aura of the battle caused the world to crack inch by inch, the clouds were dense, and thunder was raging, as if the terrifying scene of the beginning of chaos.
Northeast direction!
I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Zi Xuan and Taixu Gulong crossed the ethereal sky like two gods.
Northeast direction!
The King of Swords and King Ouyang,
It is also like two unparalleled divine rainbows streaking across the sky, and then the heavenly army is overwhelming, like a dazzling star, embellishing the vast starry sky.
Just like them, Ye Chen, who was flying in the empty sky, also felt it, like a golden light flying over.
They came out of the illusory different space, but they fell to different places. King Ouyang and Daohuang, Zi Xuan and Taixu Gulong were together. He was the only one. Fortunately, he was not injured.
boom! Boom!
Above the riddled Cangyuan, the thunderous rumbling gradually disappeared.
Heaven and Earth, at this moment, fell into a dead silence as the thunder dissipated.
puff! puff!
The next second, the white-haired woman and Hong Chen spit out a mouthful of blood.
According to the battle of Yun Ruogu, the right eye of Hong Chen was overflowing with blood, and blood was also overflowing from the Immortal Execution Sword.
Both of them are staggering, their whole body is dim, and it seems that they have both suffered heavy losses in the battle of mind. This is the number of fateful confrontations, and they are on the same level again.
Zheng!
The red dust that stabilized the figure, the divine sword in his hand was trembling, surrounded by thunder, and ancient seal script flowed on it. Gathered away, and used this most peak sword to slay the white-haired woman.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
Zheng!
On the opposite side, the Immortal Execution Sword in the hands of the white-haired woman was also clanging, and the dim colorful divine light bloomed again, and there was also a world-destroying force gathering together, and she had to use this peak sword to kill her unparalleled enemy.
Looking from a distance, the two of them are like two dazzling stars, brighter than any one on the vast starry sky.
Zheng! Zheng!
With the sound of the divine sword, the two moved at the same time.
boom! boom!
The world is booming, and it seems that they can't bear the power of the two swords. They both carry the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth. In this last blow, there is a difference, and a life and death.
Click!
The power of the sword was too strong, and the mask on the white-haired woman's face seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and burst apart, revealing Chu Xuan's peerless face.
Suddenly, Hong Chen's body trembled.
For some reason, seeing the white-haired woman's face, a trace of painful confusion flashed in his eyes. That cheek was so unfamiliar, yet so familiar, the sword that let him stab out, inexplicably. After hesitating, on the divine sword, the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth was also removed in half in an instant.
puff! puff!
Colorful blood and pitch-black blood instantly filled the virtual sky.
The white-haired woman's sword pierced Hong Chen's chest, and Hong Chen's sword pierced her body.
Heaven and earth, at this moment, suddenly freezes, the two of them are standing there like statues, both holding long swords, both of them pierced through each other's body, the distance between the four eyes, the first time the distance is so close .
Click!
The black mask on Hong Chen's face also burst, revealing that vicissitudes of life and tired face, engraved with traces of the years.
At this moment, a trace of painful confusion flashed in the beautiful eyes of the white-haired woman. Even though she was controlled by the Sword of Immortal Execution, she did not have the original sanity, but when she saw the vicissitudes of life, her delicate body trembled violently. a bit.
The breeze blew, and the blood-stained palm of the red dust was stiffly lifted, and touched her peerless face, trembling, and her voice was vicissitudes and hoarse, "I still hoped that there was a king's shadow on the bridge of Naihe, but Sanshengshi was not seen. It has your name on it."
"Chu Xuan, do you still remember Ye Chen?" Hong Chen's bloody palm finally touched her cheek, and tears blurred his eyes, but his memory had never been so clear.