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Almost for a moment, Nie Renyan couldn't even see Ye Zhao's outline. His face turned pale in an instant, and his blood was gone. According to the dagger suction method, is Ye Zhao still alive? !
Without thinking, he rushed towards the golden light mixed with the growing gust of wind, but he was hit back at the moment he could touch it, which shocked his mouth with a bitter sweetness.
After trying several times, Nie Renyan didn't care about the more and more injuries he added to his body. This was probably the most stubborn thing he had ever done in his life. Instantly transformed into a prototype.
The huge white tiger with hanging eyes lowered its front paws, arched its back, and stretched its entire body into an offensive posture. The smoky golden eyes turned dark red at the moment of bào anger, like blood overflowing from the depths of the black pupils. In general, it looks no different from the gluttonous and 颼杌, which were full of fierceness back then.
These are the blood-like eyes he was born with, representing killing, cruelty, cruelty and bloodthirsty. In that sacrifice together with Ye Zhao, who is Tenggen, to exorcise the ghost epidemic and benefit the common people, these eyes slowly turned into a peaceful smoky golden color. This mild color, which is almost completely non-aggressive, has even accompanied him to this world thousands of years later. Except for the moment when he just woke up, his eyes turned blood red only twice, both times for Ye Zhao.
This person who cherishes each other with his life must not die!
Nie Renyan sneered coldly in the bottom of his heart: Kaitian axe? Now that you recognize Ye Zhao, you must recognize Lao Tzu together!
When the golden light became more and more prosperous, and almost occupied half of the valley, the huge white tiger with hanging eyes slammed on it, and the moment it touched the golden light, the feeling of being cut alive by a knife was forcibly carried down. , almost increased his strength, and leaned towards Ye Zhao in the center against the golden light.
For a time, all the stunned people in the valley couldn't help shivering. The bloody scene was something that even the gang of people who had lived for thousands of years couldn't bear it. Besides, the guy who was scraped covered in blood and rushed into the golden glow, is it Qiongqi? ! The role of one of the ancient four evil shòu has been made to look like that, so what is Jinmang? !
Ye Zhao, whose consciousness gradually became blurred in the golden glow, only felt the heat on the back of his hands. A pair of hands with slightly rough and calloused palms wrapped his hands, and his back was pressed against a chest that was too familiar. The ups and downs of the heartbeat, the frequency of breathing, even when unconsciousness will not admit mistakes——
Nie Renyan.
A man covered in blood hugs another man who is almost bloodless and pale as paper from behind, with four hands clasped together...
Ye Zhao's blood was flowing on the bright dagger blade, and Nie Renyan's blood was stained on the expanding golden edge...
The dagger, who had finally drunk enough, woke up completely at this moment, and a clear howl like a dragon's roar sounded continuously, shaking the mountains and rivers. Amidst the sound of a blood vessel bursting, an axe-shaped phantom poked its head out from the golden glow wrapped in the gust of wind, like a submerged dragon floating in the water, freeing up to the sky. The phantom continued to grow at an extremely fast speed, and the old and complex patterns on the axe blade became clearly discernible, until the entire axe surface filled the sky and the earth.
For a time, the gust of wind surged up like a roar of a tiger, and it grew rapidly from the position of the axe handle, and the golden edge also enveloped the entire axe surface, and the light spurted out, illuminating the entire world.
Those golden lights were like countless sharp blades that had been sharpened, and they were densely packed, piercing through all the white fog.
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How long has it been since the sun poured so unreservedly from the sky? All the people on the earth who survived this catastrophe thought like this when they were eroded by the fog to death or exhausted by the torment of despair...
How long has it been since got used to houses riddled with holes, used to cities full of ruins and bloody water, used to this world where the clouds and mists shroud people all day long, thinking that maybe until the end of life, will not see the day when the clouds open and the moon shines. ?
Fortunately, I am still alive, and I am alive until this day. Although there are not many people who have seen it with their own eyes, at least they have not disappeared in this catastrophe.
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All the fog threads between heaven and earth did not disappear suddenly like in the past, and they did not know where they were going, but after being penetrated by the golden light, they were sucked by the axe and melted into the phantom-shaped huge axe that filled the heaven and earth. .
As fast as it appears, as quickly as it disappears. After a while, all the white fog disappeared. As if having eaten a full meal, the giant axe extinguished the gust of wind with satisfaction and received the golden light.
The phantom gradually faded and shrunk, as if that soul had been reincarnated into that small dagger that was only short in size.
"Successful, successful?!" With the help of Luanshu Juice, the wounds on the master's body have healed to a screeching pace. Although there are still scars, at least they won't burst open again because of the bigger movements. With his mouth open, he almost witnessed the entire process of the fog being broken open. At the moment when he saw the sun again, he almost burst into tears. He finally recovered from the shock, wiped his eyes, and jumped off the flat stone. At that moment, his agility was comparable to that of a young guy.