The Endless Shuttle

Inhibition handwriting? At the beginning of the plan, there was such a strong obstruction...

But Huang Ye Zonglian will not back down. His life, soul, and the meaning of existence are all pinned on his wishes. Even if he is broken into pieces, as long as there is one part that can be moved, he will crawl towards that ultimate goal.

"Aren't you going to give way? Huh."

No more nonsense, Rope moved.

Maybe he couldn't kill Huang Ye Zonglian yet, but it didn't make sense to let him go-at least he had to teach him a half-dead lesson.

The sky that was still clear began to quickly gather overcast clouds, and several Razers rushed indiscriminately, as Ropey's footsteps became stronger and stronger.

Mekal's power "Master of the Sky" can now activate only so little under restraint that even the small Guanbuzi City can't cover it, about one-tenth of it.

It was indeed enough to deal with Huang Ye Zonglian.

The former monk of the Tiantai Sect noticed the vision of the sky, and the face that had remained unchanged for many years finally showed some surprise.

"...Manipulate the weather?"

This is no longer the scope of magicians and abilities, and magic has never heard of such abilities.

"So, it's no wonder that "you" is standing in front of me..."

Huang Ye Zonglian's tone became a bit enthusiastic: "The extension of the root, Gaia's tentacles, a race named "God". What you stand in front of me proves that this path can really lead to..."

boom.

Before Huang Ye Zonglian finished speaking, the thunder snake with a thick bucket descended from the clouds.

"Bu Ju, King Kong, Viper, Dai Tian, ​​Ding Jing, Wang Xian—!"

Having lived for two hundred years, Huang Ye Zonglian was definitely not wasting time, the golden six-layered enchantment in Sanskrit instantly appeared all over him, tightly protecting the monk.

Thunder is very strong, but Luo Pei uses natural lightning after all, and it is only natural to be blocked by Huang Ye Zonglian's enchantment technique at the top of this world.

Withstood the thunder and lightning, Huang Ye Zonglian stretched out her hand.

"Su-!"

""Bong Bull""

With that level of magic, Rope didn't even need defense, and the godslayer's high magic resistance worked perfectly.

Just as in order to increase the credibility of Huang Ye Zonglian's words, behind him appeared a light wheel that only gods can have.

Before the monk's nervous reflexes could not react, Rope moved to his side, ignoring the thunder and lightning that had not dissipated, and waved past.

That is the great power of Hercules Qingtian.

The enchantment that distinguishes the inside and the outside of the six layers is like paper, smashed by Luo Pei's brute force, and the effect is on the body of the holy monk's relic after thousands of tempers from the Huang Ye Lianzong.

The right arm fractured while resisting, the ribs were completely broken, and most of the internal organs were damaged—

Bang!

Huang Ye Zonglian was blown into the air by Luo Pei and broke a street lamp. It was blocked by the stone wall, but the wall itself was also full of cracks.

"Woo...cough."

Huang Ye Zonglian vomited a mouthful of blood, but there was no pain on her face.

"Why don't you kill me... the gods."

The opponent has the absolute power to kill himself instantly.

Since it is an obstruction by restraint, you should kill yourself on the spot. Could it be that you have made a mistake in your thinking?

"The barrier is pretty strong..."

The blow he had just now intended to break Ye Zonglian Huang into two forcibly.

Rope moved his wrists and looked at the black-haired monk who was obviously unable to recover.

"You are still a little useful to me. It is not convenient to kill you for many things now. But Wutiao Misture is taken over by me, and I suggest you better stay away from her. Then...heh, you'll know when the time comes. ."

The demon eyes of the two rituals, the contradictory Ogawa apartment, and the awakening of Pure White Rixu all seduce the realm of "".

Luo Pei is not in a hurry, he dare not say about the overall situation, but he can do it by grasping the fate of some people, such as Asakami Fujino.

And many things need to be driven by the plot.

If this is the case, let Huang Ye Zonglian continue to struggle, anyway, he will never stop.

When the time comes, whatever you need, just pick it up in the past.

Thinking about this, Luo Pei put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, changed from an invincible **** back to an ordinary person who was afraid of the cold, and continued to move forward.

"You said you just let the way go well... stupid guy."

Huang Ye Zonglian watched Luo Pei leave and closed her eyes.

Stupid... the restoration of the body will take a while.

However, knowing how hard the road ahead is is very worthwhile.

Everything is for arrival, the end of everything...

Chapter 6 Encounter in Snow

The end of February is approaching March.

In this unfading season of winter, white snowflakes finally floated up in Guanbuzi City.

Almost a month has passed, and Rope has almost adapted to such a leisurely life. Wake up at irregular times in the morning, read a book for a while, then bring some fresh things to visit Wutiao Wuhui, and go home to rest in the evening. When Wu Tiao Wuhui's body is not well, he will also watch the night.

Huang Ye Zonglian seemed to have obeyed Luo Pei's words and never touched the Wutiao fog painting again. Instead, Rope is now paying for her hospital expenses.

The relationship between the two is now enough to be called a "close friend."

It is not difficult at all to get into that poor girl's heart.

"Oh, it's snowing..."

Holding a cup of hot milk, Rope looked out the window. It was white, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of snowflakes.

Pure to the point of dazzling.

"Speaking of it, every time I see such flat snow, I have an urge to destroy and destroy it. Do you know what's going on, Acelia? Could it be that there is a violent factor in my body? "