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Chapter 211 From the Tiger

After all, Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were delayed by the suddenly thickened clouds for a while and could not get rid of the Holy Light Angel. Although they didn't think about getting rid of each other at the beginning, after seeing Mrs. Mu, this became the only choice.

The Holy Light Angel felt Mrs. Mu's existence, turned around and looked at her indifferent eyes.

Even he must acknowledge Mrs. Mu's strength.

Mrs. Mu looked at the Holy Light Angel and raised her eyebrows slowly.

She clearly felt that the angel of light had become stronger.

Because the arrival time has become longer, we have gradually adapted to the laws and regulations of the world?

The next moment, she felt the familiar smell in the sacred aura emitted by the Holy Light Angel.

Only then did she realize that the Demon Lord insisted on participating in the Guiyuan Ceremony was the intention.

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Mrs. Mu is dozens of miles away, in the west.

The Angel of Holy Light is several miles away, east.

No matter how you look at it, this situation is unsolvable.

Even if it is a different kind of red resurrection, it cannot be cracked.

It is impossible for Wang Po and the head of Lishan Sword Sect to come thousands of miles away.

The strong men in the sacred realm cannot completely ignore the distance between space.

So who can solve this problem?

Chen Changsheng said: "It seems that there is really a problem with my plan."

Xu Yourong said: "It's just a little trouble, no problem."

Chen Changsheng said: "I am worried that Baidi will not take action."

Xu Yourong said, "Since he has seen all living beings, he must take action."

Chen Changsheng didn't understand and said, "After all, it's a couple."

Xu Yourong said: "That's because you don't know who their original target was."

Chen Changsheng still didn't understand and said, "Even if Baidi takes action, it may not be possible."

Xu Yourong said, "The same thing, since you see sentient beings, you will definitely succeed."

Chen Changsheng still didn't understand, but the Holy Light Angel's light spear had arrived.

The dazzling sunlight seemed to be swallowed by the tip of the spear containing the terrifying power?

The sky suddenly became a little darker, and the clouds seemed to turn gray.

The next moment, light comes again, with the purest and most solemn aura, coming from the Sword of Zhai.

The white wings draw light and shadow in the sky.

Countless swords followed and protected, like a waterfall that turned freely.

The picture looks extremely spectacular and beautiful.

In the sky full of sword rain, a sword intent suddenly rose up and entered the great light.

The light did not become more prosperous, but it seemed to have become some kind of substance, just like the previous cloud, extremely viscous.

The figure of the Holy Light Angel suddenly slowed down. (Note)

Two sword lights.

Fall down one after another.

With an indescribable trajectory and an indescribable sword.

Meet the spear of light with infinite power again.

The sun in the sky suddenly dimmed countless times.

The clouds swept up by the strong wind covered all directions, and the world of more than ten miles a radius was filled with goose feather-like clouds.

An invisible giant bell cracked between heaven and earth, ejecting countless sound waves and air arrows.

The broken clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sky light became clear again.

The Holy Light Angel was still in his original position, while Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng retreated several miles away.

In the turbulent clouds that gradually calmed down, burning phoenix blood, shattered sword light, and a broken feather whiter than the clouds could be seen everywhere.

Just like in the courtyard before, the Holy Light Angel was injured again, and Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were even worse.

The combination of the two-sword technique born from the Two-Broken Sword Technique and the Nanxizhai Sword Formation has indeed the power to transcend the realm, so it was able to compete with Wuqiubi head-on, but it was still not enough to defeat the powerful people in another world like the Holy Light Angel.

However, no one would think that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were weak.

With their current age and realm, it is already extremely difficult to imagine that it can hurt the Holy Light Angel.

Like the Holy Light Angel just now, Mrs. Mu also saw more problems in these two sword lights, and a strange color appeared in her eyes.

p>The clouds like goose feathers are still, and a clear gully appears on the sea of ​​clouds, and there is a very small hole.

Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng disappeared, and they flew down the clouds along the entrance of the cave.

A line of fire appeared in the sky, and the clouds suddenly chasing and the Holy Light Angel chased and left.

Below that cloud layer are the mountains on the other side of the Red River.

Mrs. Mu knew this.

Thinking of the burning aura in the two sword lights before, and thinking of the wildfire of the sky trees in the mountains, the strange color in her eyes became even stronger.

She thought this was Xu Yourong's tactics, and she felt a little admiration for the saint's deduction and calculation ability, and then she felt a little ridiculed and pity.

But she was not going to wait for Xu Yourong to discover her mistake, because the person had returned to Baidi City.

The blue palace skirt flutters lightly, and her sleeves roll up an infinite breeze.

The sea of ​​clouds jumped violently like cotton bouncing.

Every jump means that the clouds and mists in a radius are squeezing and struggling.

The clouds gradually separated and gathered towards each other, gradually splitting into countless islands.

Those islands constantly compressed into the interior, and unimaginable forces filled every tiny space inside.

No matter where Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were hiding in the clouds at this time, they could no longer escape.

The clouds continued to collapse towards the inside, and all the fog particles and the water droplets that were gradually condensed were attracted to each other, forming an extremely terrifying weight.

Even the light shining from the sun is slightly deformed when passing through the edges of those clouds.

If these clouds continue to collapse, no matter Xu Yourong has the blood of Tianfeng or Chen Changsheng's impure body, he will eventually be crushed to death.

This is the most powerful gathering of the rumored royal family techniques in Daxizhou.

This is the magic of the saint.

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Countless clouds are constantly squeezing, and their shapes cannot be fixed, changing into various shapes.

There are the clouds that are like pirates in Daxizhou, there are the clouds that are like Tungus masters in portraits, there are the clouds that are like tigers.

The blue palace skirt no longer flutters.

The sleeves are gradually calming.

Mrs. Mu looked at the cloud quietly.

The clouds looked at her quietly in the dissipating sea of ​​clouds.

It was like a tiger watching him quietly in the gradual grassland.

The clouds are white, and the grasslands are white, like frost.

It was a white tiger.

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(Note: Suddenly, I suddenly felt my mind moving, and wrote this word in that sentence, and then I was shocked to find that this seemed to be the first time I had written a book for more than ten years. For me, who has always had a very poor vocabulary, it was a very worthy thing. So I searched it and was shocked to find that what I had been reading wrong before was wrong. I kept reading suiran. Then I remembered again that there were very few people who were always written by me as rare, until a reader pointed out in pain that I have forgotten the name of this reader, but I am still infinitely grateful whenever I think of it. I have never been able to do this and I am not serious, so I often make mistakes. I was ridiculed by the leader many times ten years ago.

In this chapter, there are clouds that are like pirates and clouds that are great. Basically, I write them once in every book, just like impersonating loneliness and imitating despair. Of course, I am not a literary youth, this is just a kind of coordinate determination of mine.

Speaking of which, I really haven't read any books after I was twenty-six years old. I originally agreed to start watching war and peace in October - this is a serious word - but I'm so busy this year, so let's discuss it again. But I still recommend that you read more books and read the books you want to read.
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