Way of Choices

Numerous footprints suddenly appeared in the scorched earth of Wanliuyuan, like stars.

The stargazer's figure has disappeared or has left Tianliang County.

Zhu Luo looked into the distance, his face showing extremely complex emotions.

Actually went to Hanshan?

If it was that year, he would of course rush to Hanshan together with stargazers.

Just like those strong men who received news from Tianji elderly on the mainland at this time.

But now he is old and hurt, and there is no way to catch up.

Suddenly, he felt a remorse for the incident in Xunyang City last year.

If you did not kill Su Li at that time, you will have the opportunity to kill that person today.

This is what I should do!

What to do even if you die!

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There are not many figures flying towards Hanshan, but they are the strongest in the human world.

On the far bank of the Red River, the majestic Baidi City was quiet. Everything was as usual. The only strange place was the white clouds at the head of the city.

In the Kyoto Imperial Palace, the summer sun shines on the Gan Terrace, and those night pearls are also dazzling during the day.

Tianhai Shenghou stood in this piece of light and looked into the distance, his expression was indifferent, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the deep palace in the deepest part of the palace, the Pope looked quietly at the pot of green leaves in front of him, and did not know what he was thinking.

The snowfields north of Hanshan, even in the midsummer, are still bitterly cold and snowy.

If you stand alone in the wind and snow, if you don't go to the nearest place, you can't find his existence.

Because he was white all over, from his hair to his clothes, all white, and white.

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In Hanshan, middle-aged scholars looked at the heavenly stones suspended in the air and stopped talking to the elder Tianji at the top of the mountain, and fell silent.

Is this also a game under the human and demon clan?

The stones in the sky fell slowly.

Dozens of stones, with moss, with water traces, with gravel, floated around his body, and the picture looked strange.

The middle-aged scholar raised his eyebrows, and a cold appeared deep in his indifferent eyes.

The lonely world on his face, followed by a storm.

The wind and snow between the cliffs moved with it, swept towards the stones.

Only countless stern cuts were heard, and the snow fell on the stones.

These heavenly stones are homologous to heavenly steles and come from outside the heavens. They are not mortals. Even the **** soldiers on the hundred weapon list can hardly leave traces on them.

The wind and snow that the middle-aged scholars condensed between heaven and earth can easily cut those who passed through the secluded monks into pieces, but they could not shatter the heavenly stones. But the momentum that Tian Shi slowly surrounded him was still blocked by the great force carried in the snow.

On the shore of the distant peak, the wrinkles on Tianji's old man's face became deeper, and the expression in his eyes became more dignified.

In today’s world, only Tianji old man is qualified to judge the strength of the middle-aged scholar, because he is the five saints and the oldest person in the wind and rain in all directions. He came from the last time when wildflowers bloomed. A terrifying battle.

He did not expect that the other party had been hiding in the old town of Snow for thousands of years, and the injury was not known whether healed, but the realm strength was even more terrible than it was at the beginning.

At a distance of more than a hundred miles, he was assisted by the formation of Hanshan Tianshi. He was still not the opponent of the other party, and he suffered an internal injury as a result. Sure enough, it is recognized as the strongest person in the history of the Demon Race... If it was not for the human world to have a Zhou Du | husband, maybe he had become the master of this continent thousands of years ago?

The snow and sky stone are still striking.

Old Tianji's face became more and more pale. He found that Hanshan Tianshi Dazhen really couldn't trap each other.

But he must persevere again, because as long as he can trap the middle-aged scholar in Hanshan for a while, the strong aid of the human world may come.

Whether it’s the most recent Juluo stargazer or the fastest Infinite Bi, as long as you come over, this sudden battle that is likely to change the situation on the mainland is likely to win a turn, and the human world is likely to win. The best chance in a thousand years.

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Middle-aged scholars know what the old man Tianji wants to do.

He believes that this is not the situation under the human race, because just before last night, neither the military division nor himself had thought that he would appear in the cold mountains today.

After losing a trick in the Central Plains that year, he returned to Xue Old Town and never came out again. It has been thousands of years.

A big man like him has his own destiny, and his words and deeds are concealed in heaven, and it is difficult to be counted in the game.

Baidi City is too far away, and he is very sure that Tianhai and the Pope are in Kyoto.

It is just that if the Hanshan Tianshi Formation is really held for too long, the situation may really change.

He never likes change, because change is often trouble.

Now it is his turn to choose.

Before the changes have taken place, should we seize the time to break through the battlefield and leave Hanshan to return to our country, or should we stay for a while and do that first?

Tianji Old Man made the decision to sacrifice those human practitioners and demon masters on mountain roads and streams, and also to trap him in the cold mountains. Soon, he must have hesitated.

For him, the choice at this time does not require any hesitation, it can even be said that no choice is needed.

Because in his view, it doesn't take much time to do that.

In his eyes, there was really no difference between the boy and the ants, even if the boy was a monk genius who shocked the entire continent.

He no longer ignored the sky stones that were falling towards the blizzard, withdrew his eyes and looked back at the mountain road.

Chen Changsheng and those human practitioners are on the mountain road.

He was calm, even with a hint of nonchalant smile on his lips.

As the middle-aged scholar's eyes fell back, the people on the mountain road were desperate.

Liu Qing on the grass beside the stream was also desperate.

Even the folded sleeves and Tang 36 are desperate.

Chen Changsheng didn't. He looked at the middle-aged scholar with a smile, and even somehow remembered someone who shouldn't think of it at this time.

The middle-aged woman who had tea with him in the Baicao Garden.

I don't know if it was because he didn't speak. He felt that the middle-aged scholar and the middle-aged woman had some imagination.

Of course, he knew this must be an illusion.

Because he already knew who the middle-aged scholar was.

He knows what the other party is here for.

On the night when he was ten years old, the master shook the fan all night and said to him that only the saint could control his greed and longing for him.

In the years that followed, he paid great attention to hiding the strangeness of his body, until in Zhou Garden, the fragrance made Dapeng and Nanke smell it.

The middle-aged scholar was the father of Nanke, or that's how he knew it.

And of course he is not a saint.

He is the devil.

Chen Changsheng felt that in the eyes of middle-aged scholars, he was ****, lying on a wet cutting board, and had been decapitated and covered in blood.

He is not afraid of death, but he is really afraid of this feeling.

He didn't want to be eaten as fish.

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(A chapter today.)

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