Floating love for thousands of years, true love is the only one

For a moment, the wind was strong and the sky was dark, and the eyes could not be opened.Fu Sheng used his spiritual power to condense into a barrier, and everyone in the barrier was unobstructed.But outside the barrier, all the beams and pillars of the palace that had collapsed like a nightmare were blown by the strong wind and flew in the air.How strong the wind must be to be so raging.All of a sudden, the surrounding houses collapsed, and countless bricks and tiles were rolled up. People and animals also flew into the sky and were killed by the strong wind.

Floating life sees the misery of all living beings, and he also feels uncomfortable if he has been cold-hearted. After all, he is the direct disciple of Nuwa, the mother of all things. He can't see the fate of living beings.

"As the high priest of the Eternal Race, you don't take the lives of your own people seriously. You don't deserve to be loved by them. Today, the deity will seek justice for these dead creatures."

Squeezing fingers with hands, he dictated: "The rock is solid." In an instant, a strong force overwhelmed the strong wind and the dark sky above the golden light, the wind died down, and the clouds dispersed.The creatures in the strong wind were saved, and many people and animals looked towards the light with reverence and admiration in their eyes.

The high priest was not surprised and still stood in the air and said loudly to them:

"I don't want to be your enemy, I just want that girl."

Is this an understatement?Don't say that when he is like this, they can't agree to his conditions when he is calm, but this time he is so big, isn't he trying to show his prestige?Fu Sheng raised his proud head, there is no difficulty in this world that can stop him.A weak enemy is strong, and a strong enemy is stronger.

Fu Sheng quickly gathered his spiritual power, surrounded by golden light all over his body.Pinching means dictation: "Cold-ice-ten thousand-blade" After finishing speaking, ice blades appear in the air and drizzle is extremely sharp.The high priest waved his hand lightly, and the icy rain instantly turned into icy water and dripped down without any lethal force.Wet his shirt.

"It's just a small trick." The high priest's arrogant and unruly voice echoed around them.

A confident smile emerged from the corner of Fu Sheng's mouth, "Is that so? Then let me show you some small tricks." The golden aura on his body has faded and the crystal-clear crystal radiance flourishes.Immediately said:

"Dripping water turns into ice, freeze!" A long sound came out of the word "冻", and before he finished speaking, the water dripping from the high priest's body just now condensed into ice, forming a human shape to wrap him tightly.Although the ice is not thick, it is formed by the condensed power of the ice soul, and it is not so easy to break.Fu Sheng turned to Qin Feng and said:

"I will lend you the Dragon Chanting Sword." Qin Feng hastily handed over the sword, Fu Sheng held the sword in his hand and poured spiritual power into the sword, the dragon's chant was like meeting the master of the Ming Dynasty. Feng Du was a little dazed, so it turned out that his sword is so powerful, and he only showed some superficiality by using it himself. It was really a waste of this sword, and he felt a sense of depression in his heart because his ability was not as good as others.

At this time, Fusheng and Baojian merged into one and rushed towards the high priest, a force stronger than the wind just now.Some trees with thinner trunks are not much better if they are uprooted and those with thicker ones are not much better.

Everyone knew that this blow would definitely stab the person to death, but reality always outstripped imagination.When the floating thorn came within half a meter, the high priest disappeared, as if he didn't exist at all.

Those who watched the battle were all amazed, this person disappeared out of thin air at a speed invisible to the naked eye.They are all masters too, how could they not know that this person's extraordinary abilities are definitely not inferior to theirs.But the sword that was sent out couldn't be retracted anymore, Fu Sheng stabbed in that direction because of his great strength, because there was nothing in front of him, the inertia force made him unable to stop and continue moving forward until he hit a big tree and stopped.I saw that the thick big tree disappeared without a trace after being hit by him without even seeing the powder. If the blow just hit the target, his result would be the same as this tree.

But where has he gone?When everyone was searching non-stop, a black shadow appeared behind Fu Sheng.Xiao Wei was almost stunned when she saw the sudden figure, she couldn't imagine what would happen in the next second?The high priest didn't have time to react, even Xiao Wei couldn't bear to look at it and didn't give them the chance to close their eyes. There was only one tear, but it had already slipped out of the eye socket before it dripped on the ground.

A dark red spiritual force flew out and hit his palm directly.The high priest gave up the attack and turned around, and a sudden force collided with that attack.The red spiritual power was defeated by the high priest's attack, and he hit back with great force, making Yan Jun's arms numb, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and printed on his fair face like a red plum.

The floating crisis was resolved and quickly flew back to Yan Jun and the others.Turning his head and silently asking about Yan Jun's injury, Yan Jun only nodded and did not speak.

"Oh, I actually forgot about you." The high priest said to Yan Jun evilly, without the old voice just now.Then he said disdainfully to them: "Whether you come together or one by one, I will deal with them today."

"What a big tone, I'm going to see how powerful you, a high priest of a foreign race, are today." Fu Sheng stood proudly in front of him, showing the aura of the emperor who was not angry but mighty.Without waiting for everyone to make arrangements, he turned around and said to Yan Jun behind him:

"They'll leave it to you." He didn't say any more, and flew into the air with the jade flute suspended in front of him, pinching his fingers to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the jade flute, and the seven-colored divine light shone out dazzlingly, just like the one he summoned last time Jiang Moxiao is different, it can be vaguely seen that the seven-color light of Yuxiao is more crystal clear than before.

Compared with the bright and colorful Fusheng, the high priest shrouded in black air has darker eyes, like a drop of ink accidentally smeared on rice paper. With him, this harmonious beauty will be ruined, but without him, it will not be so. In this ink-like night, you can see the rare colorful beautiful clouds.

Soon after, people would talk about that night when a seven-colored divine light lingered in the dilapidated palace for a long time. It was an auspicious place. Since then, the king of all ages has rebuilt the palace. He believes that his concubine appeared in the sky and blessed them forever. The family is prosperous.

The high priest looked meaningfully at Jiang Moxiao beside Fu Sheng, his calmness seemed to have been expected a long time ago.Who is this mysterious high priest seems to know everything about them, but Fu Sheng and the others have never even seen his true face.

(58) life and death

Jiang Moxiao has already emerged, and everything can't compete with it.Heaven and earth are awe-inspiring, all spirits admire.

At this moment, if you look up at the starry sky, you will find that the stars have lost their original light little by little.

Countless silver lights flowed onto the jade flute.

The high priest didn't want him to gather the aura of heaven and earth, which would be bad for him.Then he drove the black souls on his body to stop him, and all the black souls flew out of his body densely and rolled over, attacking Fu Sheng and his Jiang Mo Xiao.The black soul is the most yin and poisonous thing in the underworld, and the righteousness and spiritual power of the floating life are just incompatible.

Fu Sheng was haunted by the black soul and couldn't get out, Jiang Mo Xiao stopped absorbing spiritual power and was still suspended in the air.Although many black souls were also scattered by Fusheng, they were not ordinary souls and were not so easy to deal with. Not only that, they also absorbed the spiritual power of the high priest, and they were a hundred times more powerful than ordinary black souls.

Yan Jun standing on the ground has been watching their battle.When he saw that Fusheng was entangled by the black soul, he turned around and said to Qin Feng:

"I'll leave it to you." Qin Feng nodded, Xiao Wei's eyes never left Fu Sheng until this sentence was said before returning to look at him.Yan Jun nodded to Xiao Wei to signal her to rest assured.Xiao Wei also nodded at him, meaning to be more careful.

Flying up, hanging in the air and standing side by side with Fu Sheng.With both hands in front of his body, he was making complex and simple knot seals, and an ancient ghost totem stood behind him, and red spiritual power was injected into it.The totem infused with spiritual power seemed to be alive, like a monster's big mouth that would devour all souls.

"You also know the ancient secret arts?" The high priest obviously said in a tone of admiration.

The evil smile on Yan Jun's face was even more monstrous, "Ancient-Ancient-Royal-Soul-Spell! Give it to you." After speaking, the group of souls were attracted by the strong attraction and were about to be sucked into the totem for refining.But how could their enemy, the High Priest, be willing to hand over their hands to others? There was his spiritual power in the black soul. He suddenly pulled back what he wanted to suck in, and felt at ease after leaving Yan Jun's secret technique for a while, and used the invisible spirit. Lisi controls them, and the ropes woven with spiritual power are invisible and intangible, but they can control the spiritual objects from outside influence.

"Ha, although it's an ancient secret technique, it's nothing more than controlling it with your spiritual power. Young man, you are still too young." The contempt in the high priest's tone made Yan Jun unbearable.

"Then let me show you what is the real ancient soul control technique." I saw that the dark red spiritual power just now has been replaced by the blood-like spiritual power, and the ancient totem is even more dazzling than before blooming in this dark night Blood-stained style.

"You? How could you have such spiritual power?" The high priest's tone was a little uncertain and astonished.

"The spiritual power of the ancient Pluto, I will give it to you as a present." A force poured into it with overwhelming momentum.The high priest's tightly clenched hands were streaked with blood by Ling Lisi.Still refused to let go of a black soul.The black soul was pulling back and forth between the two of them vigorously, and it was difficult to maintain and wanted to escape immediately, and the stalemate passed like this.

At this time, Fusheng didn't have the high priest's troubles to absorb enough spiritual power.Seeing the contest between them, he raised his eyebrows and wanted to help him.A burst of spiritual power shot out from the flute and went straight to the high priest's hand controlling the black soul.The high priest suddenly felt that the wind was coming and saw that the spiritual power was approaching, so he had to let go of the spiritual power thread in his hand to avoid the blow.

The black soul who had lost the control of one side took a breath, and was sucked in by Yan Jun's secret technique.The high priest, who had just escaped a blow, cast a sharp look in his eyes