Chapter 946

There was a terrible crash on the surface of the planet.

Every impact sound is that lovely little fist breaking the void.

If the empty night represents the will of the sea of dark things.

Xueji's fist is the will of the universe.

The meeting of two strong wills caused huge waves in the snow sea and countless mountains and rivers on the ground to collapse.

The night kept moving back and away from the ground, gradually returning to the same dark universe.

Nine black suns were forced to show their shape and retreat towards the atmosphere.

On the basketball court, Huaxi covered his ears, looked at the white cracks spreading in the night and shouted excitedly. It was just that the wind and snow on the surface of the planet was too fast and the temperature was too low, and the sound could not be transmitted to the outside.

The joyful monk sat cross legged on the great nirvana, burning the Buddha fire with his fingers, feeling the unique smell of tearing the space at the edge of the atmosphere. He was happy but slightly confused. He thought that his majesty had become powerful countless times since he hadn't seen her for so many years, and he couldn't keep up with her.

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The snow line falls on the night. It is moving, but it is close to absolute zero. It is about to violate the rules of the world.

Every little fist has to break the void, which is what the imaginary gods can do.

Xueji is indeed the strongest in the world, but when she was in Chaotian mainland, she was not as strong as now. It took some strength to kill the white blade immortal. Why is she so powerful now?

Monks fly up and leave Chaotian continent to come to this world. With an endless supply of immortal Qi, they will become stronger much faster than before. What does she rely on? The endless cold in the open universe? The problem is that Xianqi can be understood as photons, but the chill does not exist specifically. It is only a description of the motion state of particles, not the particles themselves. How can it provide specific support? This is really a difficult question to understand.

Countless small fist heads fell on the night like snow spots, driving thousands of square kilometers of black areas out of the atmosphere and into space, blocking the distant star. Wushan city became darker, like a solar eclipse.

Well nine opened his eyes and woke up. The first picture he saw was this. He felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Having this idea shows that he may have remembered something.

He looked at Huaxi not far away and thought that even if time went back, he might still do that.

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Time is hard to turn back, and space is easy to break. The black field is like glass, which splits, curls and retracts into countless fragments.

The sun came back to the earth.

Nine people in the dark Hang still at the edge of the atmosphere and are illuminated by the light of stars. Their body shape is even more terrible.

With the breath of evil extinction, these highest level Mother nests are ready to erase the snow like figure.

Xueji didn't give them any chance at all. She turned back from the fragments in the black area and killed the nearest dark one. The speed was unimaginable. She brought a straight snow line in the extremely thin air. It looked like someone drew a line with white chalk on the blackboard.

With a light bang, her little fist ignored the thick, viscous, as if the essence of the dark breath, like the wind blowing down dandelions, brought down countless huge tentacles, and then fell on the surface of the dark one.

This punch is extremely understated and has no prestige. It just has an unimaginable amount of chill, which is close to absolute zero.

The place where the little fist fell gave birth to a group of flowers solidified by ice crystals, which quickly spread around the dark person's body and soon occupied all of them.

Just for a moment, the breath of death emitted by the dark one with infinite power disappeared, and those tentacles stopped waving and became stiff like ice slag - this extremely terrible highest level mother nest was frozen directly.

Absolute zero is the limit of the physical rules of the world, which means that all particles will stand still and all motion will no longer exist.

Everything should be quiet, as if before the beginning of the universe or after death.

The dark ones bear the objective will of the sea of dark things and have unimaginable destructiveness and consciousness intensity, but they can't make any resistance in front of Xueji's small fist, because they are now in this world and must obey the rules of this world.

When those giant broken tentacles broke down into fragments in the atmosphere, Xueji went to another place thousands of kilometers away. At the end of the snow line is an even uglier giant mother nest. The one who looks at some funny meat wings collapses into pieces, and then the mother nest turns into another frozen pear.

There were dozens of straight snow lines in the atmosphere, forming a hexagonal star like pattern.

At the intersection of the lines of this pattern, the nine dark ones entered a state of silence and became huge and ugly ice masses.

When the black area was broken by Xueji's small fist in the broken void, some dark people wanted to explode, and some dark people who never knew what to fear and retreat were even trying to tear the space away, but they had no way to escape the net composed of these lines.

Nine frozen giant mother nests hung at the edge of the atmosphere without emitting any breath, but I don't know whether they have really died.

Huaxi looked at the nine mother nests high in the sky and said, "it's like frozen pears."

Well nine remembered that the water droplets on the surface of those frozen pears on the windowsill looked good in the sun. He shook his head and said, "it's the stomach."

More precisely, the whole untreated cow stomach was just taken out of the freezer. Some are bulging, some are slightly shriveled, with different shapes, but there is no difference in essence.

He can think of Niu Wei, not because he learned relevant knowledge in the interest class, but also because he had nothing to do with the knowledge he remembered on xingyu.com, but because many, many years ago, when Shangde Feng ate hot pot, he was not qualified to ask shi Yuefeng to help deal with it. He dealt with it personally with Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.

He doesn't remember the hot pot and the people, but he remembers the ingredients very clearly.

The breeze was light with snowflakes. Xueji returned to the basketball court as soft as snowflakes.

The whole earth shook, and the farm machine room nearby collapsed. I don't know whether the alloy door of the underground base will be more deformed.

Her eyes were as indifferent as usual. Her small hands were behind her. She didn't seem to consume any spirit. She just flew to the sky.

Only the happy monk noticed some details. Her hair was not as white as snow in previous years and became a little transparent. There was a very thin line in each hair. More importantly, a few drops of sweat appeared on her round face.

Those few drops of sweat mean a very important thing - in order to tear the black field and freeze the nine black suns with "absolute proximity to absolute zero", she paid a lot. She was never as indifferent as the surface. She was afraid that she had been exhausted to the extreme.

There is no doubt that this battle should be the ultimate and most important battle between the God of ancient civilization and the sea of dark things after World War I. In terms of spectacular degree, only the founder of Castle Peak formed the Castle Peak sword array with thousands of warships as swords and destroyed the planet.

The monitoring equipment of the whole planet has been destroyed. No one can see the battle except the three people on the basketball court. Otherwise, she will be shocked that Xueji won so easily. The whole process is so simple that she can't even believe it... The question is, is the battle really over?

"They're not dead yet." Said the happy monk.

Those at the edge of the atmosphere are still alive. More precisely, they are dead things. How can they die again? Although the universe is cold, there is always energy. The state extremely close to absolute zero cannot last too long. At that time, they will wake up again.

Of course, Xueji knew the state of those ugly mother nests at this time. Ignoring the happy monk, she turned and looked at Jing Jiu directly.

There was no vigilance or uneasiness in her dark eyes, only a calm and irresistible will.

That's an invitation.

Just like many, many years ago, Liu CI sat on the high mountain, stepped on the low sea of clouds, looked at his little martial uncle and sighed.

That's an invitation, too.

Xueji invited well 91 before flying.

This invitation means: please be my sword!

This is what Jing Jiu was most afraid of in his life, so only when the situation of the west sea was in a desperate situation, Liu CI said the "please" in front of countless spiritual sects and Nanxu, and he reluctantly agreed once.

So the ancestor of fog Island died.

Xilai broke his first arm.

Xuanyin sect and Wang Xiaoming, whose name was about to be forgotten, disappeared together.

Thousands of miles of muddy water turn red overnight.

——Only the leader of green mountain can use the Chengtian sword technique to resist all things.

What a coincidence.

So will Xueji.

He taught it himself in 3000 nunneries outside Dayuan city.

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After many years, on this planet full of abandoned factories, there are dark sea monsters hanging at the edge of the atmosphere. Well nine received the invitation again and clearly felt Xueji's meaning, but now he didn't know what was going on and nodded casually.

For more than a year, Xueji often asked him to play chess and piano with her eyes. He never refused, or where dare he refuse.

This has become a habit.

The power of habit was so powerful that it even defeated the greatest fear in his instinct.

A strange light flashed in Xueji's pupils. I didn't expect that he would promise so easily.

She stretched out her small round hand and grabbed Jing Jiu's hand.

Well nine was a little confused and didn't mean to take out his hand.

Xueji confirmed that she had caught it. She was very happy. The two ends of the red line on her round face tilted slightly.

With a soft hum, the red cloth danced in the wind, not like a war flag, but more like a wrapped sword being lifted.

A bright sword light illuminated the basketball court and the worn wall, then the whole Wushan City, and finally all the corners between heaven and earth.

This sword light once appeared in the West Sea, in the Lieyang gorge, in the muddy water, and today it appears on the moon watching planet. Xueji learned the Chengtian sword technique in only a dozen breath in the three thousand courtyard, but her Chengtian sword technique is no worse or even stronger than that of any generation of green mountain leader, because her natural ability is much stronger than that of all human practitioners. What kind of power will the sword of all things in her hand show? No one can see it, because the sword light is too bright, countless times brighter than the star in the distance. The snow and ash that could not be distinguished on the ground rose with Xueji's figure and became countless swords under the light of the sword. Those swords hide the most extreme coldness and the purest sword meaning. It seems that the green mountain sword array reappears. The bright sword light came to the edge of the atmosphere and passed through a dark one. There was no sound, only some black and gray things splashed out from the gap on the surface of the giant mother nest, like flowers. Then, the sword light passed through the other eight giant mother nests, leaving a continuous line in the sky. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.