break the way [comprehension]

At this moment, even Du Ziteng also forgot to control the Great Formation of Containing Fatian. On the surface of the sky and the sea, countless eyes just stared blankly at the mid-air. At this time, he turned into a round of raging sun in mid-air, as if with only this moment of brilliance, he would turn into ashes and dissipate in the world.

Above the earth, a mighty silver dust light floated up, like snowflakes, but it was crystal clear and vast, surpassing all the heavy snow in the world. From somewhere, there was a vaguely sad song, which made Du Ziteng stunned in place, and the small wooden stick in his hand vibrated slightly , came a pair of pictures.

I still remember how unrestrained and unrestrained the disciples of cultivators who were born in a family traveled all over the world, but in a remote small world, they were amazed by the bright silver tail in the first glimpse.

In those pictures, there are laughing and playing when they are ignorant of the first acquaintance, and there are also pointers and jokes about witchcraft when they sit side by side. Between the children and the innocent little demon living in a corner, everything written in the depths of the race seems to be forgotten.

And later... I don't know why, and by the time I realize it, it has already gone deep.

Then there is a period of time that Du Ziteng has never seen, throbbing and sweet, intimacy and nostalgia, even mixed with troubles and worries about the new life, but in that period of time, it seems that even this kind of trouble has a hint of sweetness and reproach.

The bright, full, joyful and happy tone ended in a torrential formation that fell from the sky. Only then did the young aristocratic children know that before the thunderous wrist of the cultivation aristocratic family to maintain the iron law of interests, their originally praised talent and pride are like a mayfly shaking a tree. usefulness.

In the glaring scarlet sky, the pain I inflicted on the other party made me feel so painful that I couldn't bear to live. Then, the darkness and suppression, it was the despair and pain that was so long that I could hardly notice the passage of time. Isolation seems to be in the long time of endless lifetimes, it seems that the despair and pain have sunk into the bone marrow, and I can't realize it because it has become my instinct.

Afterwards, all the handwriting that is considered astonishing by others is just a part of the long darkness in the picture, without any ups and downs, perhaps, but because the world in those withered eyes has long since collapsed.

……

Suddenly, Du Ziteng suddenly realized that this was actually the image brought by the resonance of the Fatian Great Formation and this piece of heaven and earth.

What kind of friendship is this that can infuse heaven and earth with such deep and intense sadness, and resonate with Fatian Great Formation like this?Even the whole world will be moved and mourned by it?

In Huanghuang Tianjie, the bright and dazzling light illuminates the whole world, like the endless light of hope lit by life when a moth flies into the flame.

I have not been able to protect you, so let me burn my soul to the end of the nine-turn resurrection disaster, and remember to revisit the old place on my behalf, to see the endless scenery of the great world that I have not had time to accompany you to see... …

Every word of this pious prayer resounded like an evening drum and morning bell passing through the Great Formation of Fatian, and each word resounded in Du Ziteng's heart. The sincere friendship was like a surging tide, which made him dizzy and almost difficult to maintain.

Du Ziteng never knew that it turned out that there is really love in this world that can move the world.

He held a small wooden stick in his hand, and wanted to block it with his hands, to stop it with his mouth, but when the blinding brilliance suddenly disappeared, everything was over, or it was just another beginning.

The catastrophe retreated, and there was no cloud in the sky anymore, it was as clean as if it had been washed with water, leaving only a little fragile silver light, as subtle as a candle in the wind, as if a little bit of movement would break it, making it difficult to Imagine how it was cherished and protected in the great catastrophe just now so that it could be preserved so intact.

Faintly, violent vibrations came from several places in the Fatian formation.

Du Ziteng stood on the spot with a small wooden stick in his hand, staring blankly at the clear blue sky and the glimmer of light. He didn't even move a little bit about the turmoil in the Fatian formation.

In the Great Formation of Fatian, exclamations suddenly came from more than a dozen nodes. It was more than a dozen illusory silver lights, which rose like light and shadow emerging from the surface of the water, until they reached the blue sky, and suddenly moved towards the sky. A little light suddenly gathers.

The first silver light flew over, and the faint silver light suddenly formed a vague head shape, the second silver light flew over, and there was an extra claw next to the head, and the third silver light flew over, behind the claw One more tail...

When more than a dozen silver lights were gathered together, the phantom that could be seen bulging above his head let out a long cry, and after the bright silver light, Du Ziteng saw Wang Jing appearing in midair again.

At this moment, his back was straight, his eyes were clear, and his skin was smooth, just like the kind-hearted young man who hadn't experienced everything before.

Wang Qi, who was clutching his skirt tightly, let out a long sigh of relief, but for some reason, maybe the pain in his heart was too intense just now, but now he still feels a little jittery.

Looking at the young Wang Jing above the sky, Wang Qi felt very kind, but he dared not go forward in this panic.

Du Ziteng's frown became tighter and tighter: "You are not Wang Jing."

This affirmative sentence pattern seemed to tear some veil, making Wang Qi's heart twist and convulse again in pain.

A sense of bewilderment and nostalgia appeared on Wang Jing's young face: "Wang Jing? Ah Jing..."

Then, the eyes seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, and there was a kind of look that Du Ziteng had seen before, but it did not belong to the kind and cheerful Wang Jing when he was young, nor did he belong to the indignant elder just now. Eyes: sharp, sharp, cold, ruthless.

Du Ziteng suddenly understood what was going on, and when he looked at the other party, his eyes were full of pity and sadness.

This kind of gaze seems to have completely angered the other party. Those eyes suddenly stood up and turned into a pair of silver vertical pupils. Following the sweeping glance of those vertical pupils, they swung unscrupulously across the cities and palaces all over the land and spread out on the sea. The Zhucheng army who came: "... Wang, heh, it's really good to come."

The pair of hands that once belonged to Wang Jing raised slightly, and a thunderbolt was quickly conceived and formed between the fingers. This is not the thunder of the heavenly tribulation, but it can be seen that the power of this conceived is constantly rising!

Du Ziteng's complexion changed drastically when he saw the lightning ball that was getting more and more terrifying in size, and he raised the small stick in his hand again without hesitation.

But a loli voice hurriedly said in Du Ziteng's consciousness: "This Lei Lijiao has gone through the catastrophe of splitting his body and reviving his soul. He has obtained the Dao opportunity of Lei Guang's destruction and resurrection, and his destined couple is willing to burn his soul as a sacrifice. It has broken its horns and turned into a dragon! The cultivators who set up the Fatian Formation are only at the same level as it, we cannot resist it!"

Seeing the terrifying thunder light that was about to take shape, covering the army on the sea surface and the cities near the sea, Du Ziteng growled and replied: "If you can't resist it, you have to stop it!"

Luo Liyin didn't have any more words, only a long sigh that was completely inconsistent with Luo Li's identity.

Du Ziteng pursed his lips tightly, but the small wooden stick in his hand seemed to suddenly have his own will. After cooperating with Du Ziteng to manipulate the Fatian formation to gather the will to fight again, it actually flew up by itself. Yin was calm and indifferent like never before: "This Lei Lijiao has lost its Nilin, you know what to do, right?"

Accustomed to the battlefield, the waves are calm.

For the first time, Du Ziteng felt that his talisman was so reliable that it was no longer like that thick-skinned, dark-hearted, lazy stick, but like a partner who could be entrusted to his back.

He calmed down quickly, without the help of the small wooden stick, although it is not impossible to control the entire Fatian formation, it is still somewhat difficult.

At this time, the small wooden stick has been firmly rooted into the bottom of the sea, and soon grew rapidly from the bottom of the sea, and then a giant tree rooted in the deep sea towered into the sky, surrounded by purple clouds, even the two ridiculous leaves on the top are quite deep Unpredictable luxury.

When the terrifyingly large ball of lightning came down with the momentum of destruction, the giant purple tree made a light "pop", which was slight but clear, and a tender new leaf was pulled out from the huge center, facing the thunder of destruction, This is a duel between life and death, but it ends in a peaceful silence.

The thunder was annihilated into nothingness, but the young leaves were still as bright and moist as when they first sprouted.

Then a gust of wind blows, and the young leaves turn into particles of dust and dissipate among them.

Du Ziteng spat out a mouthful of blood, which was part of the damage he had shared as the owner of the natal magic weapon when it was damaged.

But Du Ziteng knew that this little damage was nothing compared to the loss suffered by the little stick. This was the third leaf that the little stick had been brewing for so long after devouring the soul-suppressing wood.

In the first leaf, Du Ziteng's skill in drawing talismans improved by leaps and bounds;

In the second leaf, the small wooden stick shows its spirituality;

The third leaf was broken here before Du Ziteng could take a closer look.He knew how precious the little stick was to his own leaves, and he was not even allowed to touch it on weekdays. Du Ziteng felt very distressed that such a precious third leaf disappeared like this.

He looked up at the sky, and the blow of resentment that the opponent had accumulated for so long was dispelled so lightly, even the big monster who no longer regarded this world in his eyes couldn't help but let out a slight "huh" at this time, waiting to focus on it carefully. When looking at that strange and extraordinary tree, the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes!

Then the big demon couldn't help being surprised and said: "Why do you..."

A cold and sharp demon spirit weapon suddenly appeared between his throats, and the voices of several demon tribes came from high and low: "Be careful, demon ancestor!!!"

The big demon turned his head slightly in astonishment, and the demon spirit weapon left a deep bloodstain on his throat. He looked at Du Ziteng fiercely, but after seeing the towering giant tree return to the form of a small wooden stick and flew back to Du Ziteng's hand, his eyes Zhong was full of shock and amazement again, he withdrew his killing intent without hesitation, and looked at Du Ziteng carefully, with unclear meaning in his eyes.

Du Ziteng stroked the small wooden stick in his hand, and only sighed with regret. When the small wooden stick was injured just now, he couldn't control his mind well, and the opponent dodged the blow he was sure to hit, but his expression was calm and fearless.

The big monster just smiled: "As expected of... the chosen master, although he is a human race, he is stubborn."

Then when his eyes swept over Wang Qi, he froze slightly.