Bulwark of Light

Chapter 372 Killing from below (please subscribe!)

Over the snow-capped mountains of the tundra, a silent storm churned.

The long dark night is lit by "fireworks".

Scarlet blood spurted out.

The communication sound in "Silver Foil" suddenly disappeared, and the whole world became extremely quiet in an instant.

Except for the churning sound of the snowstorm, there was only the continuous, sharp sound of three fireworks exploding.

Mr. Zhuo, and the three-person team on another snow mountain raised their heads, followed the sound, and looked silently at the bright blood red in the distance.

Although it is bloody and violent, I have to admit... the fireworks are actually beautiful.

very nice.

"Swish..."

After a brief silence.

The fireworks ended.

The sound of rough footsteps came from the link network connected by mental power.

Listening to the sound, it seems that someone has come to this "silver foil".

"Mr. Zhuo..."

The green-robed female hypnotist's expression became a little frightened.

Just as she was about to say something, a hoarse greeting came from Silver Foil, interrupting her voice.

"Hey……"

It was as if someone had dialed the phone and was asking if there was anyone answering.

A dead silence.

Then there was another voice: "Hello..."

Still no response.

Mr. Zhuo stared at the snow-capped mountain where the fireworks exploded. The distance between the two snow-capped mountains was not far away, but the wind and snow were too heavy for him to see clearly. Even if the force is spread to the maximum range, only a blurry snow shadow can be seen.

"Has the church offended you before?"

Finally, Mr. Zhuo spoke.

Judging from the opponent's attack on the base, taking away the ancient coffin, and a series of subsequent operations... this can't be a warm-hearted "chivalrous man".

While speaking, he released his little sword silently, took away all the blade edges, and then lightly stepped on the little sword. This little sword is actually not big, it can be stepped on On top of that, it is already extremely reluctant.

The small sword slowly hangs in the air.

And Mr. Zhuo just stood on the sword body like this, and slowly rose into the air on the spot following the swaying little sword.

He looked at the wind and snow, trying to get a clear view of the scene on the hill through the height.

A calm voice came from Silver Foil: "If what you said before...the church didn't offend me."

Mr. Zhuo frowned.

"Perhaps the matter will not be so serious. What do you want?" He lowered his voice, climbed to the highest point, and asked, "Hand over the coffin...we can talk about it."

Over there smiled.

"I want to see the first slab unearthed from the tomb."

Say it.

Mr. Zhuo's heart skipped a beat...he realized that something was really wrong.

What was "discovered" in the Jiangbei tundra, the church has done an excellent job of keeping it secret and has never disclosed it to the outside world. Even the members of the church who were sent to the north were carefully selected to ensure their loyalty before they were sent out of Nanzhou .

But now...the news has leaked out!
This shows that within the church... there is an inner ghost!

"Hand over the coffin. We can talk about the slab." Mr. Zhuo took a deep breath. He saw the blurry figure staggering on the top of the snow mountain, and he was about to come out with his sword. What he needed to do now was Steady each other.

"Oh... is it?"

There was a lot of snow.

Gu Shen, who was standing on the top of the mountain, raised his head.

His body was covered with blood, the wind blew the iron suit, the blood flowed slowly along the engraved folds of the iron suit, and was blown to crystallization in the hanging mid-air, freezing into bright red ice slag.

Gu Shen looked at the distant Mr. Zhuo who was stepping on a small sword and hanging high, and said with a smile, "What if I don't hand in the coffin?"

"This matter...is beyond your control."

Mr. Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly, "You can't escape the snow-capped mountains."

next moment!
The little sword burst out with a magnificent sword light. This sealed item pierced through the wind and snow, tearing up the night, like a meteorite falling from the sky, crashing into the sky of another snow mountain from the top of a snow mountain. above.

Mr. Zhuo's eyebrows surged with enormous spiritual power.

The position of the broken sword tip of the small sword condenses an extremely narrow "blank field". Wherever it passes, the heavy snow is fragmented, like a streamer, drawing tens of thousands of arcs of light!
And the next moment.

Mr. Zhuo, who fell on the top of the snow-capped mountain, had a sudden change of expression, and his mental power locked on to the blurry figure in the wind and snow... But when he really got close, he realized... This is not the boy he was looking for at all!
The figure had its head removed, its feet were nailed to the ground with snow-white spikes, and it was shaken by the strong wind.

At the bottom of his feet lay the same two corpses.

And their missing heads...

It was the three "fireworks" that were ignited and set off high in the sky!
Mr. Zhuo looked pale.

He recalled that in the silver foil link, the hypnotist once uttered a cry that stopped abruptly... At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the only mountain that he had not been to.

On the top of the mountain, stood a young man.

Gu Shen nodded to Mr. Zhuo, as if he had seen him.

He snapped his fingers.

This is the will of God from the new world "Four Seasons Wilderness".

Broken.

Fiery explosion.

"……boom!"

Behind Gu Shen, in the wind and snow, three beautiful and scarlet "flames" exploded!
The sound of the explosion trembled!

The robes of the Church of the Evening Bell were torn apart by the flames and extinguished by the high temperature, billowing black smoke swelled and exploded over the snow-capped mountains——

At the moment when the black smoke poured out, Gu Shen, who was standing on the edge of the snow-capped mountain, took a step forward lightly. This movement was very light, like a bird with wings falling straight down. , The billowing black tide engulfed half of the snow mountain, as if it swallowed him too. A second later, Gu Shen's falling figure exceeded the speed of the black tide spreading. At this moment, he was more like a sharp arrow, hitting the ground Go, don't care about the ending of your own flesh and blood, falling on the thousand-meter cliff!

When Mr. Zhuo saw the second "flesh and blood fireworks", his eyes were bloodshot!
Without hesitation, he jumped down with Gu Shen.

This young man is like a ghost, his "spiritual power" restraint technique has been cultivated to the point of perfection, if he is allowed to jump into the thick snow again, then I am afraid that I really have no chance to catch him!
The little sword accelerated rapidly in the air, bursting out with a roar that broke the sound barrier.

Gu Shen who fell off the cliff was expressionless.

He looked at the speeding figure approaching from a distance...Mr. Zhuo's speed was extremely fast. This was an enemy whose cultivation time and ability strength exceeded his own at a major stage.

His ability is related to thunder... The killing method is similar to the "Lanqie" knife of the senior sister...

He is very dependent on that "little sword".

Many thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

The little sword arrived in an instant.

Mr. Zhuo's mental power locked himself tightly.

He didn't attack directly with the small sword, but stepped on the tip of the sword, stirring up a ray of extremely fast thunder!
A blazing fire ignited between Gu Shen's brows... The arc of the ruler of truth swept out from the sleeves, and the back of the body that was close to the stone wall suddenly grew two wings. During the rapid fall, these huge wings, not only It didn't open, but extremely closed.

This made Gu Shen fall faster!

"Boom" sound.

A piece of snow mountain rock wall was blown to pieces!

Mr. Zhuo's complexion was gloomy, and the speed of his little sword also soared, just like Gu Shen... He is really red-eyed now, and it is impossible to let Gu Shen escape no matter what!

The two fell together, speeding up and speeding up!
Dozens of thunderbolts surged out, but it's a pity that Gu Shen was always able to speed up again at the critical moment. Before these dozens of thunderbolts hit the stone wall, Gu Shen had already fallen to the ground of the snow field——

Something unexpected happened.

The huge wings that spread out suddenly flapped.

The wind turned back.

In an instant, Gu Shen's speed dropped to the extreme.

He raised his hands and made a "pressing the ground" movement. In fact, these palms just touched the snow field just right. Because of the perfect distance control, the thick snow layer was not broken at all.

Gu Shen's outstretched palms were not for pressing.

Instead, lift it!

Go!

The huge wings of truth rolled back the wind and snow, and with the movement of Gu Shen's hands, thousands of frost and snow rolled out from the ground of the snow field, and thousands of fine iron lights rolled out together with it!
Because of the presence of the five families and the activities of forces from other continents, the tundra area has never been peaceful, and there are many broken bones and abandoned scrap iron hidden in the ground of this snow field.

Under the burial of heavy snow all year round, no one would care about what lies beneath this snowy field.

But Gu Shen noticed.

Because...he chose to bury the ancient coffin in the deepest part of the ground.

Under the snow layer are the bones, and under the bones are the discarded barren iron.

Layer after layer, the [Iron Throne] finally buried the ancient coffin deeply, and Gu Shen also noticed these useless "iron".

These irons are of no use to others.

For him, it is very useful!

……

……

Mr. Zhuo's eyes were densely covered with iron light.

He was a little dazzled for a moment.

When did so many "swords" hide under the snow-capped mountains?
No... These iron lights are not swords at all. There are pieces of rust, some of which have been completely rotted, and will shatter when touched!
But what really troubled him was... Every piece of rust here has a tiny "fire" attached to it!
Mr. Zhuo saw clearly.

The explosion at the base, as well as the two fireworks on the snowy mountain just now, were essentially a strong detonation of "spiritual power". This boy's ability to control iron is just a gimmick of the sealed item!

This boy is actually a very terrifying psychic ability user!
And that "fire" is the embodiment of his spiritual power!
The second captain, Jie Ding, died in this way. The throat cut on his neck was not fatal, but the "spiritual fire" that swept into his body along the wound was the real fatal injury!

Mr. Zhuo, who had seen through all this, had cold eyes.

He took a deep breath.

……

……

Thousands of winds and snows swept through Tieguang, and smashed towards one person.

Gu Shen didn't expect it.

"Mr. Zhuo", who was stepping on the little sword, didn't dodge at all...but came straight to kill him.

These iron lights are actually not considered killer moves at all, and his "Iron Throne" cultivation realm is not enough, and it is even more impossible to counter-kill the seventh-level transcendent——

But Gu Shen's hope is his own "blaze"!
Mr. Zhuo on the seventh floor of the deep water area has domains!

I... also have it!
It's just that my own domain is the spiritual domain!

As long as the Iron Throne creates a wound, the blazing fire will attach to it, decisively activate hypnosis, and drag the opponent into his spiritual realm!

"kill!"

Gu Shen didn't have the slightest fear, he also took a deep breath, manipulated thousands of iron scales with his mental power, and killed Mr. Zhuo!
Who said that extraordinary people can't fight with higher ranks!

Today, he is going to kill him!
"Clang clang clang!"

However, something terrible happened!
Mr. Zhuo's body was covered with thunder, as if covered with a layer of thunder armor!
The little sword was taken off by him, instantly transformed into dozens of flowing shadows, covering his whole body flawlessly!These tens of thousands of iron scales were actually crushed by a small sword!Can't get close at all!

Seeing this scene, Gu Shen instantly realized that there was a problem with his tactics...

The means of the seven-level transcendent are not just a "field"!
The wings of truth instantly lifted.

Gu Shen turned around and stepped on the mountain wall. At this moment, he folded the huge wings behind his back, but the pair of huge wings did not disappear completely, but turned into two small wings, which were inserted in the position of the shin bone of the calf.

After retracting the huge wings, he stopped flying, but the wind resistance was reduced to the minimum, and Gu Shen's speed skyrocketed again. He stepped on the mountain wall, at a [-]-degree angle to the snowy mountain ground, and started running at an extremely fast speed, like walking on flat ground.

Mr. Zhuo fell heavily on the snow with a slightly "clumsy" look.

Because of the previous defense, he stopped stepping on the small sword. After smashing all the iron light, he was covered with thunder light, as if wearing a pair of dazzling personal thunder armor. At this moment, he looked up and saw Gu Shendun fleeing quickly. Mr. Zhuo let down his blood and grasped the small sword as if holding a spear.

He held his breath, accumulated strength, bent over, twisted his hips, and the full moon.

The next moment, the little sword was thrown out by him——

This action is done in one go!
A long thread runs through the night on the top of the snow mountain!

The figure who trampled on the mountain wall and almost escaped from the top of the mountain was pierced by the small sword, and blood spattered!

Like a bird pierced by a spear.

Daxue whimpered.

The storm roared.

The figure fell to the ground.

Mr. Zhuo was expressionless, looking at the figure that fell into the snow, he did not move forward in a hurry, but reached out and recalled his "little sword"... In the small pit in the snow, "whoosh" With a sound, the little sword snapped back.

The sword was also stained with blood.

Mr. Zhuo wiped it with two fingers, and the thunder surged, wiping away all the dirty blood left on the sword.

He slowly came to the pit in the snow, squinted his eyes, and looked at the boy whose back was facing him.

Depressed breath.

Blood spread.

He smiled contentedly, and removed the thunder armor.

But the next moment.

Mr. Zhuo suddenly realized something was wrong...

At the base, his own "sword" also hit the opponent, but he didn't even penetrate the opponent's iron clothes.

wait a minute...

That unusually strong iron suit!
He turned around abruptly, his pupils constricted.

The Thunder Armor instantly re-condensed!

But it's too late!
The snow layer under him surged, and a slender iron spear suddenly rose from the ground. It was extremely strong, pierced through his thunder armor, pierced through his back, pierced through his chest, pierced him, and lifted him up high. .

(End of this chapter)