Way of Choices

In the world, it is not the world, perhaps because the two sides of the fight have already exceeded the scope of the world.

By the stream behind the old temple in Xining Town, the monk walked to the front of Tianhai Shenghou and pointed his finger at her eyebrow.

As his fingers moved forward, the starlight falling in the night sky suddenly became dim for a few minutes, and then a turning point occurred, as if the starry sky had become fake.

The spiritual power from the distant continent directly confronted the ray of gods from thousands of miles away, exuding invisible waves with unimaginable power.

The forest top still in the night wind suddenly shattered, and there were countless sounds between the mountain peaks in the thick fog in the distance.

That was the low whisper of the monster's fear, the sound of running away in panic, and the screaming.

Numerous fine bubbles appeared in the stream, swelling everywhere, as if boiling.

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The torrential rain in Luoyang City continued, but the rain around Taoist Temple suddenly stopped. The water on the street that kept jumping and seemed to be boiling became extremely quiet, and a shallow layer of frost condensed on the surface.

The aftermath of the earthquake gradually subsided, but the surrounding buildings continued to collapse.

This is the power of Taoism.

Dozens of invisible lines representing the laws and rules of heaven and earth cut everything in the night, and a very cold breath enveloped the streets.

Jade Ruyi, which has dispersed into the night, but has not really disappeared, has separated from its concrete form and turned into the purest attack of Taoism.

The Taoist man stood in front of Taoist temple, his expression was indifferent, and countless hidden stars representing Taoism appeared in his surroundings.

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A loud noise suddenly came from the night sky above the Tianshu Mausoleum.

In the lotus field like the sea below the Shinto, there are countless splashes of water, and those bright lotus flowers are constantly on display. It seems that they may fall at any time, but they are so tough.

Lightning fell on the water, making the scenery shining particularly clear, but also illuminated the old face of Khan Qing.

This loud noise was not a thunder, but a direct response from two huge forces of Peiran Moyu.

The thick cloud in the night sky was torn by the strong wind, then blown away, and turned into countless broken pieces. In the meantime, even scary space cracks could be seen.

A lightning that is taking shape, before it can fall in the future, dissipates into nothingness.

Without clouds, there would naturally be no thunder and lightning, and no more raindrops.

The terrible hedge directly drove away everything in the night sky, leaving only the cleanest sky and the most distant star.

The figure of the Empress Dowager and His Majesty the Pope appeared at the two ends of the night sky, separated by tens of miles.

The starlight fell on him and Tianhai Shenghou, coated with a layer of silver light, like a god.

This world seems unable to bear the strength of the two.

After a few moments, the power fluctuations generated by this hedge in the night sky finally reached the ground.

The water surface spreading everywhere in the Tianshu Mausoleum jumped in horror, as if boiling, and finally a lotus fell from the branches, and many dense holes appeared on many green lotus leaves.

The river was pouring backwards, the houses on the opposite side collapsed one after another, no smoke was splashed, only countless broken sounds could be heard.

In a short period of time, at least thousands of houses collapsed in Nanjo, Kyoto, and I do not know how many people died.

His Majesty the Pope looked at the misery in Kyoto, listened to the faint cry for help, silenced for a moment, and then looked away.

There are also many people dying in Luoyang City, where is Xining Town?

A white line appeared in the night sky, straight to the ground, and the pope returned to the streets of Kyoto and appeared among the collapsed streets.

With his appearance, the aftermath of power gradually subsided and no longer continued to wreak havoc.

The Emperor Tianhai also returned to the summit, body and shadow together.

His Majesty the Pope looked in the direction of Tianshuling, raised his right hand into the night sky, and the pot of green leaves appeared before his fingers, trembling with the night wind.

Said a pot of green leaves, in fact, only four leaves.

The pope took a piece.

This action is very simple, and logically speaking, it is also very easy, but his expression is very solemn, and the vast star sea in his eyes is frozen at that moment.

When that green leaf left the branch, a terrifying voice appeared in everyone's ears.

That's the sound of a broken mountain, that's the sound of a big river going back, that's the sound of the sky falling.

The pope threw this green leaf towards the Tianshuling.

Aoba is very light, and flew towards it there, seemingly without any power.

However, for the first time a dignified expression appeared on Tianhai Shenghou's face, and then she raised her right hand and pointed at a place in Tianshuling.

The green leaves drifted into the night under the wind of the night, and moved slowly along the way.

The night wind gradually shattered, and the night shattered. The space through which the green leaves passed seemed to endure the tears of infinite strength, and there were countless cracks that had not been annihilated for a long time.

Aoba came to the Tianshu Mausoleum.

The river jumped even harder, and the green lotus grew towards the night sky, as if it was free from the earth's bondage, and the lotus flowers grew to a few feet high.

Aoba came to Shinto.

Numerous cracks appeared on the hard stone steps. The leaves and gravel on both sides of the Shinto danced wildly towards the green leaves, and then disappeared, like being swallowed by the vortex.

The stone tablets in the mountain tomb responded to the advent of green leaves. Countless vicissitudes and mysterious atmospheres overflowed from the rain forest and drifted toward the green leaves.

Even the starlight scattered from the night sky had a visible bend, turned into countless streamers, and went towards the green leaves!

What kind of Taoism is this? It is so powerful! Can actually touch the sky book monument, can actually change the trajectory of the starlight!

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Chen Changsheng knew that this was not Taoism.

He looked at the slowly flowing green leaves, felt the endless power, and the unimaginable sense of oppression, and finally understood why the uncle Pope would always take care of the pot of green leaves so carefully, and he would keep watering. Irrigation, want to make it grow more lush.

Aoba is a small world with heaven and earth, palace buildings, and light and wind.

Luoluo used to live in it, and he also went in.

This is a real space, the real world, the world can be divided into sizes, but for humans, the weight can be regarded as infinite.

So whether it is fallen leaves or starlight, it will be attracted to the past and then crushed into dust that is invisible to the naked eye.

The Pope uses green leaves as a sword to beat people with a world.

Under the starlight, and in the distortion of space, that green leaf looks extremely small, but it is so spectacular.

In that green leaf, Chen Changsheng seemed to see Jiangshan Sheji!

Who can resist such means?

Aoba floated slowly, it should appear very light, but it gave a very heavy feeling.

Because this is a world.

The expression of the Emperor Tianhai also became more dignified.

She pointed her right hand somewhere in the Tianshuling, and suddenly fell an inch, as if holding an extremely heavy thing.

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