Way of Choices

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen are still on the way from various states and counties to Beijing, far from Tianshuling, but the expression of Infinite Bi has changed dramatically. As a strong man in the sacred field, she is ranked in all directions. Her strength is so high that she can easily see the terrifying military power in the wilderness in the distance, and can also see the red eagle and red goose flying lightning in the rain cloud. .

"It turned out to be a conspiracy of Tianhai. We must leave." She turned to look at her husband, her face pale.

The dust that was wet by the rain, dragged weakly in her elbows, like her spirit at this time.

Tonight and now, the two sides have not formally waged a war, unable to determine the situation, but the calm and self-confidence of Tianhai Sheng has already made her lose all her confidence.

She could not forget the remote blow from Tianhai Shenghou on the Gan Terrace when she was in Kyoto. In the depths of her heart, she did not have the courage to confront the enemy.

This kind of courage, or it takes more than ten years or more of humiliation and sleepless nights to accumulate, but to lose, it is often just a matter of moments.

Looking at the powerful figure at the top of Tianshuling Peak, the princes from various states and counties also changed their colors, and some people, like Infinite Bi, had the urge to retreat.

The situation is still unclear, but one thing is already very clear, that is, the game that was supposed to be planned by Taoist people tonight has now become the game of the Queen of Heaven and Sea.

Since Tianhai Shenghou already knew everything, who could beat her?

However, by this time, even if they wanted to go, they could not go.

As an eagle rang through the night sky of Kyoto, reactions suddenly occurred throughout Kyoto.

A bang! In the autumn forest of the Jinghe Garden, the wet muddy ground subsided as a whole, and a large hole appeared.

As the springs flowed out, there was also a former sage statue carved out of black stone.

The surface of the stone statue was full of mud, which was gradually washed away by the spring water, revealing its true face, and gradually began to exude a magnificent force.

In the middle of Hongju South Street, a crack appeared, about three feet wide, not deep, and extremely deep. However, it came out from the depth of the ground, but it was not cold, but on the contrary, it was extremely hot. As if at the bottom of the ground fissure, there is a copper stove that does not extinguish for years. The rainwater on the street flows into the ground fissure, and it instantly evaporates and turns into mist.

In a few years, this famous street known for its quietness has become a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist. The beauty seems to be not in the world, but the hot breath in the mist is declaring the viciousness in between.

In the third house in the north of Baizhifang, with the sound of Karakora, the beams of all the buildings seemed to have been attacked by the millennium, eroded by the insects, and decayed and collapsed into dust at the speed visible to the naked eye. The gravel, leaving only the foundation, is a very old shallow road made of brick and stone.

The only well in the courtyard collapsed, the well was broken, the well water swelled up, and the shallows that poured into the foundation of the building turned the foundation into a ditch.

An extremely clean and aura of breath scattered from the water channel towards the night sky.

There is a hill-like mound in Jiangongbei, which has been covered with cypress and grass for hundreds of years. It looks very beautiful. Many people in Kyoto usually choose to play here. It has been forgotten that it was a tomb here hundreds of years ago.

With a click, a lightning bolt landed from the sky and hit the hill.

The thickest jade pine was struck by lightning, emitting smoke, and then slowly collapsed.

The green pine fell on the hill, splashing dirt and smashing autumn grass.

Immediately afterwards, the small hill gradually cracked, revealing the real picture inside.

There were no coffins and no funerary items, only countless bones.

These bones were the maidens of the voluntary burial when the Emperor Taizong died.

However, at this time, I felt the poisonous and cold breath in the tomb. The so-called voluntary word may need to be discussed again.

The resentful and cold breath did not have any influence on the people of Kyoto around Jiangongbei.

Because of a strong breath, it was born in the deepest river at the bottom of the hill, and it was as easy as the breeze to wash away those complaints and purify those bones.

The breath rose into the sky and went straight into the night vault, exuding a faint golden luster, glorious, and extremely majestic!

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Such visions occur everywhere in Kyoto, or stone carvings are used as the basis, or the ground fissures are set on fire, or the ground springs are turned back into soup, or the imperial spirit appears magnificently.

Countless powerful breaths rose into the sky, or the layers of lead clouds went up to the night dome, or the dazzling and depressing brilliance of the stars gradually formed a majestic and magnificent array.

The formation could not be seen, but the monks could clearly feel that there was suddenly a small sense of dust and endless awe.

The springs poured into the foundation of the north of Baizhifang illusion of the famous golden soup in the seven realms of the state religion, but only a very small part of this large array.

The imperial power of Jiangongbeili, breaking the tomb of the tomb for nine days, suddenly fell into the palace.

For hundreds of years, the Lingyan Pavilion, which is always closed and night-like, overflows with milky white light.

At the same time, an extremely domineering, majestic and upright atmosphere appeared in everyone's perception.

That's the top of the hundred weapons that haven't been seen in the world for many years-Shuang Yu Shengun!

Feeling the scent of Shuang Yu's sharp gun and the change of Ling Yan Pavilion, the different red expression finally became cold, and the little red flower hanging on the finger suddenly stopped swinging and hovered in the wind.

There was a river surrounding the Tianshuling. Suddenly, all the water in the river disappeared and disappeared, not dried up, but seemed to be absorbed by the earth.

More than seventy should be like heavenly steles, appearing at the bottom of the river, like a stone forest, with a solemn atmosphere on the steles.

The rain clouds that had been scattered towards the world and the four fields were inspired by this large array in Kyoto and gradually flowed back. Although they did not completely cover the starlight, they also dimmed the stars.

The extremely sensational formation, like countless swords, seems to cut the law between heaven and earth, and the hidden power in it is enough to kill the powerful in the sacred realm!

Endless Bi's face has become very pale, and the indifference between his eyebrows has long been replaced by fear.

The stargazer was still silent, and Lisa covered his plain face and his true mood at this time.

"This is a picture of Huang Yong?"

Zhu Luo's expression changed dramatically, looking to the top of the Heavenly Book Tomb. He asked in disbelief: "You are not an imperial family, why?"

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(There is another chapter at night)

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