Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 385 105. Rolling thunder robs the galaxy, three times to make a wish for the world (second more)

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In the Lingtao of the Moon Sea, the fight has made people unable to see the truth, and the people of destiny will eventually meet.

In the sand,

The man with his back slightly crouched holding the knife,

A fat woman with tall lips with a smile and a heavy knife case behind her back,

A man who is as majestic as a mountain but has a wife with a ladylike temperament,

A graceful, graceful and elegant woman,

A woman who is as petite as a jade but exudes imperial spirit.

A man who put on a mask and learned the truth about the tip of the iceberg, but wielded a knife for an alien.

The army of Fenglin Volcano,

The five great families of Dinghai Shenzhen,

The Kuroshio tide is surging and treacherously.

What is right? what is wrong?

What do you see and what do you bear?

What's the point?

The infinite universe, the long river of time, the past, the present and the future, who can really see clearly?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Galaxy looks similar every year.

There is no one in your eyes who is fighting and fighting with a shocking posture.

The miracle you are looking forward to, the miracle you have to strive for even if you don't want your life, has never happened before?

The power of worship you have looked up to has died away in the past time and space, and no longer exists.

The hard way you walk is cold and ruthless, and it doesn't give people the slightest hope, because the sky has never said that "any road has an end, and any effort can be rewarded", and the fact is just the opposite.

The universe is so cold, cruel, no life or death, no life.

However, Yu Tianguanzhi, why see life and death, why see common people

Everything is like reincarnation. In the five-finger cage of the Huanghuang Avenue, compared with the infinite light years, it is instantaneous.

Above the space of this moon, a group of people are fighting hard.

But the "black giant mountain" in the Jiuhai Basin remained unmoved.

Only over time, the mountain has shrunk a lot.

The wind, frost, rain and snow fell on the top of the mountain and then blown away.

Xia Ji was also fighting.

He fights in a way that no one else can imagine.

Every thought of him has become a separate monk, fighting with the many resentful spirits and ancient masters.

He is like a general, and every thought of him is like a soldier.

The old master is also a general, while the resentful spirit is a smaller quagmire.

The two sides confronted each other and manipulated the situation in an instant.

Each game is a clash of individual thoughts, and a clash where one person turns into thousands of soldiers.

In addition to the spiritual world, his body is also clashing with the Kuroshio. In the process of fusion with each other, the mechanism of life's operation is almost completely broken.

Xia Ji's body became a battlefield.

Unimaginable fierce, silent place hides the terrifying thunder.

I don't know how long this fight lasted.

Anyway, the fighting on the Moon Palace lasted for some time.

Suddenly one day.

Rolling Thunder Tribulation came from the sky, and the Tribulation Cloud rolled and rotated like the eye of the universe. A purple dragon-like terrifying thunder and lightning passed through the dark starry sky and directly bombarded the heavenly ladder between the human world and the moon palace.

boom! !

The ladder is broken!

In the world, the Moon Palace is separated immediately!

From then on, Hong Chen and the monk were different from each other.

Reiki snow fell one after another.

The black mountain around the silver-haired man had disappeared. He slowly opened his eyes, and then glanced at the nine-tailed white fox sitting in the snow in the distance, as if a generation away.

One thought a lifetime, now I don’t know how many lifetimes.

Su Tian looked at his expression, and only felt that those eyes had overlapped with the surrounding time and space. Although they had not yet been completely integrated, they had already had a sign. She had seen this sign, so at this moment, she suddenly panicked. He said: "Xia Ji, you can't join the Dao! If you join the Dao, you will lose yourself and you will die."

The silver-haired man smiled and said, "I know."

He lifted his head, raised his hand, held a snow-white white snowflake with both fingers, watched for a while, and suddenly released the snowflake directly.

One mindfulness, one mindfulness.

Perseverance and willingness are between one thought.

The invisible energy fluctuations centered on him and quickly spread to all sides.

Thousands of miles of thunderclouds added a circle of "angel halo" to the Moon Palace, and immediately after that, amidst the mighty and prolonged cloud, heavy thunderbolts smashed down.

As if not resisting, Xia Ji calmly closed his eyes and accepted it.

Every thunderbolt penetrated into his skin at this time, like a high-lifted hammer smashing the "residue" in this magic soldier.

A total of nine, nine and eighty-one sky thunders, it took three days and three nights to crash down.

The thunder was gone, and the white-haired man was still there.

Many monks have noticed the abnormality here, and they rushed in one after another, but Su Tian controlled the rabbit demon defender, and the five big families were also guarding the periphery, preventing people from entering.

But Xia Ji didn't care about it anymore

Now he is the only one in his world.

Because there is no longer anyone in his sight.

So lonely.

He sighed slightly.

Time geometry?

He did not ask.

How is the calamity of the order of heaven?

He doesn't care anymore.

At this time, many forces in his body had already formed a "dan" in the "dantian".

This "dan" has been washed by thunder and transformed into shape again.

Shaped like a baby.

Xia Ji suddenly felt a feeling that he had to say, he knew that it was time.

So, his voice was calm, his left finger pointed to the earth, and he whispered softly: "May the people live like a dragon."

Although it was a very light and very light sound, it was deafening, like a bell shook, resounding throughout the moon palace, and then overwhelming the world.

Everyone can hear the words that came suddenly.

But can't understand his meaning.

Xia Ji pointed at the universe right and said softly: "May the souls rest in peace."

The voice came out, and it seemed that the supreme "magic dragon" that shuttled between the nebula in the distance could also hear this sentence.

He didn't mean it, just because no one can do it.

Xia Ji looked calm and said softly: "May this heart be bright."

Three sentences fall.

The world is known.

Witness from heaven and earth.

Xia Ji felt that something was watching him.

Not from any direction, but just looking at him.

So, he closed his eyes and looked at the existence.

He suddenly realized that that existence was the way of heaven.

This time looking at each other, it's just a moment.

And he didn't even breathe, he just felt that deep in his soul, there was a throbbing of horror from the other side of the channel constructed by the "True Urn".

Xia Ji shook his head, maintained this posture, and instantly entered the endless battle again.

He issued the ambition of ordering heaven and earth to witness, and the Kuroshio naturally perceives him more clearly, so the channel opened again.

Su Tian was the closest person to him, and saw that the silver-haired man's body was crystal clear, with criss-crossing black tides, a hot and crimson heart, and the little man sitting in his dantian.

The little man closed his eyes, with his right finger pointing to the sky, his left finger to the ground, and the three fish around his body were spinning endlessly. Every time he turned, countless images would be produced, and people would feel infinitely enlightened just by seeing.

(End of this chapter)