Chapter 169 The warmth of the human heart

Looking around, the mirror plots are still floating constantly, shuttled in this space.

The entire space was confusing, making Lu Cheng feel that the plot standing under his feet seemed to be drifting continuously, but it seemed to be motionless.

"Here you come."

In the chaos, he sensed the blurred figure in the middle to appear again. Lu Cheng turned around and attacked with black clothes, slashing out a sword.

The sword pounced on the air. As the space fluctuated, Lu Cheng raised his head and found that he had returned to the bottom where he had been before. The man with a face that he could not see clearly smiled at him from the top.

"Don't be so anxious, I"

Before the man could finish his words, Lu Cheng slashed out with his sword again, and a white light rose in the space.

He did not give the man too much opportunity to speak, because there was a mysterious Taoist in his perception climbing into this space, but he did not notice any changes for a short time.

And even if you don’t have this person in your impression, the other party will know him just like you know him. When the news is not equal, you can only suppress the other party first to avoid any changes as much as possible.

Besides, Lu Cheng was dragged into this space in the human world, and there were also very important people there. There were too many unknown factors, so he had to prevent accidents as much as possible.

Looking at the sword shadow that was rushing towards him, the man looked a little headache on his blurred face.

As a ray of consciousness left by the subject, he still has a lot to do, and wasting too much energy here is not a good thing.

"This guy is not serious. He has a pretty comprehensive idea."

The man whispered, and seemed to shook his hand casually. The mirror images that had been split before and the plots gathered again, turning into storms and rushing towards Lu Cheng.

In the scenery, endless momentum unfolded. In an instant, all things coming from one side were once again halved by a sword, and a black robe came out, and the long sword in his hand shone with luster. The transparent chains used by the man to stabilize the space before were trembling slightly under the sword light.

Looking at the sword light that was coming to his face, the man with a blurred face met Lu Cheng's dark eyes.

At this time, he was already enveloped in the opponent's sword domain. The sword intention was so sharp that even he felt that the sword edge was cutting his face.

But even in the sharp sword domain, there is a warm and cold breath hidden, which is so ethereal that it is difficult to detect.

Among them, the warm melody is greater than the coldness that symbolizes the dead silence, and is a very familiar melody for men.

It's the warmth from the power of angels

The battlefield changed rapidly, and in just a few seconds, Lu Cheng rushed into the man again.

This time, he directly used the power of an angel to completely seal the corner of the space where the man was, and swung the sword that was so simple that it was not gorgeous.

The great way is simple. What Lu Cheng has mastered from the beginning to the present is the power of the previous spiritual energy that can create everything out of thin air and turn it into reality, as well as the power of the angel and the demon that symbolizes survival and destruction.

The rules of angels, devils, rules of existence and non-existence are the only powers of these rules that have turned into his new life path, symbolizing his re-start.

The great way is ever-changing and mysterious. It also gives him the power to protect everything.

This mysterious man who suddenly appeared felt better than all the existences he had seen before.

The perception of the strong is somewhat accurate.

Therefore, pressing the sword against the throat of this unknown person and communicating again is the safest way Lu Cheng can think of.

There are too many things he cherishes in this world. He does not know whether all outsiders are good or bad, so he can only try it out first.

Just because

He can't afford to bet.

At this time, only the ordinary long sword was left in the world, and it seemed that it would not stop and swung at the vague man at a very fast speed.

At this time, the only sword was left in the man's pupils, which seemed slow but extremely unstoppable.

The man knew very well that this feeling was a common attack method even in the astral world, which was to block out all perceptions of the attack object, imprison the space where it was located, stripped away all skills, leaving only the fight between power and will.

Normally, if you have become an angel in the climate, you can basically suppress the opponent and even have no chance to fight back.

A long sword that emits luster and looks like a flowing star appeared quietly in the man's hands.

"Sword? It's been a long time since I used it."

A sigh came from the leisurely manner. In the state where the space seemed to have been slowed down, the man threw a sword and contacted Lu Cheng's two swords.

"This familiar warmth is really nostalgic."

The two forces fought against each other, and the sword sounded and the space that had been stabilized fluctuated again.

Lu Cheng first showed a little exhaustion.

It was just because an unspeakable smell came from the other party's sword to him, so heavy that it was hard to breathe, as if he had experienced countless mortal worlds, and those mortal worlds eventually turned into soil to cover them and buried them underground.

This heavy feeling made him feel a little breathless.

At the same time, the ordinary long sword in his hand seemed to be worn by wind and rain, and the surface looked like it was gradually rusted.

That is a sign of rust that an ordinary sword will not be used for a long time.

It is the power of time.

Although this is the first time I saw it, for some reason, Lu Cheng gave the answer in his heart.

But the power of erosion at that time did not act on him. What was pressing so hard that he could not breathe was the other party's experience.

This feeling is like confronting the annual rings of the entire star. It is hard to imagine what kind of experience it will give people this heavy pressure that is so heavy that both physically and mentally crushed.

The mysterious man who swung his sword calmly smiled at Lu Cheng. The lightsword in his hand sank like a flowing star. Those mysterious things continued to divert, and the erosion from time swelled up to the other party, trying to sharpen it back.

This guy, the way is useless, is it not obvious that he has the weakness?

Suddenly, the figure who was facing the sword tightly held the sword in his hand, and his firm eyes passed through the long sword twice, which made the man stunned when he looked at each other.

The suppressed power suddenly became prosperous.

The power of the angel rules was so strong that the warm light flashed, and Lu Cheng's momentum suddenly grew stronger.

In the past, whenever he was confused, he would always recall those displaced and dreamy pasts that turned unwillingness into strength and supported himself to keep moving forward.

Nowadays, those beautiful things, those who can laugh with him, have become the pillars of his courage to move forward.

This heaviness is not enough to defeat people. Even if it is heavy enough to bury people in the soil, he will dig out the soil!

In heavy pressure,

In the erosion of time,

The ordinary long sword became the final winner. The sword of stars spread out, and the galaxies scattered in this space, emitting a deep and beautiful glimmer.

Angels hold the control of space, and the strong power of rules can make the dead reborn, and this power is also the purest power in the world, without any impurities, so it can often make people feel warm.

Because this symbolizes the warmth of a person, a kind heart can always give people a thankless reality and give them a different kind of warmth in the cold.

Since the battle, Lu Cheng has not said a word, but the man has felt his pure sword heart from his sword intent. Often, the most sincere feelings in the world are in that unspeakable.

The second sword had quietly descended and pointed directly at the man's throat.

The space around him suddenly blurred. During the vibration, Lu Cheng's position was confused. Although he quickly stabilized himself, he still gave the other party a chance to dodge.

The vague man kicked the ground gently with his feet and retreated, and he was the sword that he avoided directly.

But the space they were in could not bear it. As the space collapsed, all the mirrors and plots exploded, and the two returned to the original space.

The faint fragrance of the cherry blossom trees came into their noses. Under the sun shining, several passers-by seemed to have skimmed two blurred figures and flashed by. They rubbed their eyes, just thinking that this was an illusion.

It is true that Tianwu is facing the sea at the border, and the tides are surging in the sea, and waves up to 100 meters are roaring in the middle of the sea.

On the other side of the sea, the big city closest to Tianwu City overseas - the Game Capital. The desert on the border of the city was rolling up Changsha, and the whole world was filled with yellow sand.

In this world, two figures are constantly shuttled through, pulling the world and the world in the corners of the world, fighting back and forth.

Until the fiery red earth, the scene that was more familiar than the world, was once again imprinted into Lu Cheng's eyes.

Before he knew it, he was led to the demon world, and was a long distance from the demon city and the place where the dead were reborn.

There is no need to worry that the fragile world will turn into vain under the power of terror, nor do we worry that there are idle people and others will be implicated.

The fiery red sky in the Demon Realm darkened at that moment, and for a moment the great way covered it, and purple air invaded the world.

The ordinary iron sword in Lu Cheng's hand was replaced with a scabbard, which was pitch black and covered with golden patterns. You can tell the extraordinary long sword at a glance.

Demon Sword - According to legend, the oldest thing in the demon world is the first great devil who established the demon city, and the sword he holds.

Compared to the angel power that had only been in charge of two years, the devil power is still the most familiar power that Lu Cheng used.

If the power of an angel is shining in purity, then the power of the demon is derived from countless things in chaos. It is a power that is completely opposite to the power of an angel, but it still has many similarities.

The demonic power controlled by Lu Cheng is unique.

After he dispelled all the evil auras, the demonic power he mastered was particularly pure, without any impurities, and only the effect of destroying everything.

The demon's magic light, from pure to black, from black to purple, at this time the purple air came from the east, and the sky was covered by purple mist.

The continent in the Demon Realm began to tremble. If it were in the human world, this terrifying aura would be enough to erase the entire continent in an instant.

In Lu Cheng's hand, the magic sword, which had been gathering for unknown periods of time, slowly unsheathed, making a crisp sound under the resonance of the sword spirit.

The dusty power has awakened

At this time, the warmth that symbolizes people's hearts has turned into a cold and cold that has eliminated everything.

Lu Cheng's idea is very simple.

That is, first use the power of the great way, and the future will temporarily cut out of the three realms, so as not to affect the world if anything happens. The rest will be discussed before you can tell the origin.

Suddenly, Lu Cheng felt that for a moment, he was disconnected from the surrounding environment, and a hand quietly poked out and gently pressed his long sword out of the sheath back.

All momentum and strange phenomena also dissipated.

"Brother, calm down, don't disturb the child's transformation."

The vague man stopped Lu Cheng, looking like he had exhausted all his strength, but the corners of his mouth were still twitching slightly.

Does this guy have a grudge against his hometown? Why did the scene become bigger when it changes into the Demon Realm?!

Time returned to normal and began to flow again. The man took a deep breath and said to Lu Cheng in a deep voice: "No need to hit me, I really have no malice."

"I'll just ask, do you want to know the origin of this world, boy."
Chapter completed!