Heavenly Star

The title of this chapter is not so appropriate--

“Seniors... Seniors... Save Brother Ye first, you are immense and can definitely cure him immediately.” Faced with the severity of the injuries, even the chances of life almost dissipated Ye Wuchen, Chu was shocked to remember what God's continent, he dared not hold accountable for the way he wounded Ye Wuchen. Because only a man in black can save him now. He is so powerful that he can fix his sword in an instant. It should be easier to save a man who is seriously injured and dying... Even he wonders if there are any things in the world that this man cannot do.

Instead of moving, he removed his gaze from Ye Wuchen. He reached out his right hand and a pile of purple powder suddenly appeared in his palm. Then his palm flipped, and suddenly a blue light flashed in his hand. Chu was astonished and flowered in front of the cold cliff at the same time. A long sword with a light blue light all over his body had appeared in his hand. He threw it to Chu was astonished: “You won, according to the agreement, this is your sword. ”

Chu took over in a terrible way, but the fact is that he didn't find a small gap in the black man's hood. He had no idea that they had won, let alone how. It feels exactly like before when the nascent sword was launched. A pile of powder, so in his hands became the sword of Heavenly Chen mainland no one knew.

“You guys, go.” The black-clothed man lifted his right hand and drew a blank line.

“Wait… wait a moment! ”

The black man did not heed Chu shouting. At the same time, the cold cliff and Chu shocking disappeared there at the same time, disappearing without a trace, as if it had been erased directly from this space.

The space became very quiet, the black man's eyes dropped, looking at the bloody Ye Wuchen underneath, the expressionless eyes suddenly swayed for a moment, but soon, the anomaly was pressed down by him perfectly, he said calmly: “It hurts... why don't you choose to coma. If you faint, you won't suffer such a great pain, and the pain will be all over your body, even if it's you, it won't be easy. ”

Ye Wuchen is still laughing, that laugh is not slightly distorted by pain, laughing like nature: “No need... I have suffered too much pain, good physical pain, good pain in my heart, more than you can imagine... this pain, I have endured... I want to see you keep your promise and send me to God's land with my own eyes! ”

The man in black crouched down and looked him in the eyes at close range, smiling slightly: “What a terrible obsession. You win, strength, wisdom, perseverance... you have exhausted yourself to complete an impossible task, you know, I didn't think you had the ability to break my clothes, and..."

“Besides, you will deliberately let us win at the last minute... right?” Ye Wuchen continued his remarks slowly.

“…” Black Clothed Mandarin Plug.

“Oh… no need! Whoever you are, I don't need your charity! Even if I put my life together, I will use my own hands... to bring back everything I cherish most. ”

The man in black smiled and smiled softly: “You and I are so much alike... proud not to know the immensity of heaven and earth, we can not even live for dignity... really, so much alike...”

“If you win, I will send you to the Land of God. Close your eyes and get some rest. By the time you wake up, you will have arrived where you most want to go...” The black man's voice has lightened, the tone has changed tremendously, it is no longer deliberately disguised as dull and obscure, but as gentle as a wind, with the perfect magnetism characteristic of a young man, and with a mysterious magic that is absent... the spiritual magic that makes people sleep.

The spirit of Ye Wuchen's strength was slowly relaxed and silenced by this voice. His eyes finally closed and his consciousness fell into a calm darkness. At the moment before closing his eyes, he seemed to see a silver and white patch of seemingly nothing on the tiny gap that was broken on the black man's hood.

And this strange voice… why is it so familiar?

Ye Wuchen no longer had a voice, his breath was faint and almost impossible to detect. The man in black raised his head, sighed long, his lips moved gently and said something gently. The blue and white sky, the cracked ground, the air of chaotic forces, a man in black, a man dyed of blood all over his body, and a little Xuanwu who lay in the distance in minimal form and did not move. Apart from this, there are no more elements in this space, and nothing can bother them anymore.

The black man lifted his hand and pressed it against his head, pulling it gently. The black mask had been thrown far away, and the tightly bound white was released instantly... white hair, it was not snow and white like snow, but tragically white with silver and white reflecting a gorgeous flow. Such hair makes a pale old man, but beneath the gray hair, is a face as young as leaves.

Sharp as eagle's eyes, bright as a bladed sword brow, and a perfectly contoured face like an ancient Roman statue, this is a handsome to nearly evil man, whose temperament is so noble that it is no longer enough to be described as “uneven". It was a posture that took off the dust, took off everything, stood remotely at the top of everything.

His eyes drooped, he reached out his palms, gently placed over Ye Wuchen's chest, the faint light flashed gently, the first second, Ye Wuchen spread all over his body and all the wounds of all sizes in his body healed, the second second second, the blood on his body, and that big bloodstain on the ground disappeared clean, without a trace. Even his broken clothes became tidy and he couldn't find any damaged areas.

The man in black retracted his hand and looked at the wound healed, leaves in a coma with no chen, the colour of the gods tender, sometimes painful, sometimes happy, sometimes revealed a very faint and faint smile. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said softly: “I'm bitter... you have too much talent than me, but you are not as well loved by fate as I am. Your life has been too cumbersome, and since you were born, you have lived in unbearable pain that accompanies you as you grow up and never fade away. You'll always be the only one who knows how much that pain hurts. At least, that kind of pain is far from comparable to the pain you once endured... Then again, you have been in a coma for 10 years, lost everything involved, came to a strange world, even with great wisdom, great talent, but your enemies are always so powerful, you are still all the way... this is your life. ”

The man in black spoke softly and gracefully, knowing that it was impossible for Ye Wuchen in a coma to hear his voice at all, he simply wanted to say to him, because those words had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

“For the sake of your safety, this twisting power of mine can only exist here for a short time, and it cannot be used too often, otherwise it will really hurt you. So I'm doomed to have no choice but to watch you walk all the way. This is the biggest failure of my life. For those two girls, you really don't even want to die... oh, that's probably the inferiority we all share. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Fortunately... here I am, choosing this time is probably the best choice of my life. Because the next time I'm here, it's only three years from now. Maybe it's me now, maybe it's me... how much I wish it could be the latter. ”

The black-clothed man at this moment has no previous grandeur and arrogance, no matter the look, the voice is incredibly gentle.

“The fifth level of chaos… it's really hard for you to enter so quickly in such an environment. But you've actually gone a long way. Breakthroughs in chaos decisions require pure spirits of heaven and earth, and your breakthroughs in chaos decisions are made by means of a single spirit... Layers 2 to 3, are forced perfusion of fire, Layers 3 to 4, are forced assimilation of wind, Layers 4 to 5, are forced upliftment of water... The power of chaos attached to a single spirit can not be compared to the pure spirits of heaven and earth that can derive all spirits, so while your chaos resolution reaches Layer 5, power is not even as good as Layer 4. Otherwise, it would be your opponent. ”

The black man's hands grabbed emptiness, and three beads of different colors floated from Ye Wuchen's body. A flashing red light, a dark green light, and a yellow aperture surrounding it. Holding the three beads in his hand, the man in black gently said: “The holy bead of chaos... it is something named after ‘chaos’, the hidden power is powerful, since it is the power of the most powerful element of this space, it should belong to him...”

Fire dragon balls, wind kill beads, earth brilliant beads... The black man pinched the death of three chaotic holy beads in his hand, his eyes became extremely cold, he said calmly: “Since his present strength is not enough for you to recognize... then I command you to abandon your existence and give him all your strength! Become a source of his power!! ”

With his palms rolled down, he pressed three holy beads of chaos heavily over Ye Wuchen's chest. The red, green and yellow lights broke open the sky and went straight into the sky.

The distant sky was instantly reflected in the alternating colors of the red, yellow, green and tri-color clips, and the entire top of the synagogue tower was completely overshadowed by three kinds of light, so intense that no one could look directly at it. The strong light is the body of Ye Wutzhen - & the net - and at this time he is filled with fierce and dense fire, wind, earth forces to the limit.

In the strong mixed light, the black man gazed, his whole body did not move, slowly, a few sweat beads flowed down his forehead, the moment of formation was instantly erased by the elements of fire. After all, it is only a simple idea that has one thousandth of his power and mutates it, if it is his body, let alone three, which makes all the holy beads of chaos need, but at this moment he must release his strongest power to persecute and suppress.