"Hahaha, it's a pity that the Mu clan is so miserable. It's a pity that Zhao Yuanji was not born at the right time. Otherwise, he will be able to return to the capital and level Mu clan." Zhao Yuanji laughed wildly and disappointedly. Then he continued to spit blood and chant the old mantra.
The earth trembles, with the city Lord's mansion as the center, and the crack opens like a ripe watermelon, spreading outward!
In the cry, it was the Zhao family who were surrounded and couldn't escape. They fell into the abyss. The cry became farther and farther, smaller and smaller. They didn't know how deep they fell. In a word, they must have lost their lives.
"Stop him, stop him, don't let him read any more, or all of us will die." Muyunshui said with a cry cavity, tears in the eyes straight spin.
Mu Hanyan looked at him with disdain. Fools all know that Zhao Yuanji can't read any more, but who can stop him?
Originally, mu Hanyan wanted to do it, but even the father of the swordsman's fifth level and Mu Hanfeng, who had red night sword in hand, could not do anything. What's the use of her doing it?
Is it true that we can only watch Blackstone fall into the abyss and gamble our luck to see how many people can survive to the end? No, this is not what mu Hanyan can accept. There must be a way, there must be a way to stop him. Mu Hanyan was also very anxious.
Zhao Yuanji's chanting voice, like a magic spell, poured into the ears of Mu Hanyan. In his mind, ye Yanran's ancient and mysterious chanting voice filled with mystery, as well as the forbidden art of the temple that Yueji once tore open the seal barrier.
For a moment, all kinds of voices filled my mind, a chaos.
In the dark, a voice sounded in the ear, majestic and desolate, let life out of the top ritual membrane worship impulse, and as if a holy spring into the mind, will that kind of chaotic voice out of the mind.
"In the name of the gods, I give all living beings peace and prosperity." Subconsciously, mu Hanyan read out the voice.
However, what makes mu Hanyan never think of is that she used to speak softly, but in the middle of the sky, there is a deafening sound of singing.
A white column of light, penetrating the darkness, projected on her body, for her cage on a layer of mysterious and solemn light.
is even more as like as two peas. She is clearly aware that the loud voice in the air is exactly the same as the one she recited quietly, but the syllable tone is obscure and similar to Zhao Yuanji's mantra.
The only constant is the meaning of majesty and holiness.
In a flash, the white light, centered on the cold smoke, diffused around.
Zhao Yuanji's singing is interrupted. His mouth opens and closes, but he can't hear any sound. It seems that all the sounds are covered by the huge and desolate sound in the air. The cracks and abysses on the ground were quickly closed, and the dilapidated houses seemed to have been blessed by the artifact, and became extremely strong.
Zhao Yuanji's astrolabe gradually lost its original luster and became dull. The star disappeared little by little. At last, it made a "Ka" sound and broke into pieces.
All the people were shocked by this scene and fell into strange silence again.
"The divine language is the divine language of the astrologer. You, you are the alchemist!" In the crowd, muyunshui was shocked.
Other people wake up, looking at mu Hanyan's eyes are full of reverence.
Divine language, as the name suggests, is the language used by the legendary gods. It is said that it contains the power of heaven and earth. Whoever understands the divine language can take advantage of the power of heaven and earth and surpass all living beings.
In the holy land, there are many strange legends about gods and monsters, among which divine language is one. But unlike other legends, divine language is real and can be understood. Xingbu master is the inheritor of divine language in the holy land.
Of course, what we are talking about here is not the God stick selling dog's meat with a sheep's head. Only the star diviner who really knows the secrets of heaven can understand the God's language, communicate with heaven and earth, and even use the power of heaven and earth to exert the terrible power that people can't imagine.
And such astrologers are no longer astrologers in the general sense. Even if they understand only one divine word, their identity becomes lofty and incomparable, and they are respected as astrologers in the world.
No wonder, in today's World War I, Mu's family had already been on guard and took the lead step by step. It turned out that mu Hanyan was an alchemist who had understood the holy word of divine language. This technique of divine words is often regarded as a blessing technique, which can eliminate all the darkness and evil, dissolve the killing, and bring peace and peace to the world.
"Divine language, impossible, impossible,..." Zhao Yuan raised his head fiercely. He pointed to Mu Hanyan in despair and disbelief. He roared and stabbed mu Hanyan with a sword.
Although Zhao Yuanji's life has come to the last moment of the end of the lamp due to the repeated attacks of the astrolabe of that day's life, his grief and indignation are exhausted at this time, and his last power of life bursts out. However, the power of the sword is by no means weaker than that of his heyday.
The sword roars and the clouds gather, just like the devil from the abyss of hell, showing his ferocious fangs to the cold smoke.
"Be careful!" No matter the children of the Mu family, the Wu family of the yuan family, or the Cao family and Zhou family of the Xu family, they all exclaimed.No matter whether they were enemies or friends before, their lives and the safety of their families are all pinned on mu Hanyan.
"Smoke, go back." Mu Ruian and Mu Hanfeng are also worried, and they rush to Mu Hanyan.
Although Mu Ruian knows mu Hanyan's strength better than others, she has not been promoted as a swordsman for a long time. Even if she goes against the weather, she will never be able to compete with Zhao Yuanji, the fifth level swordsman.
Unfortunately, although they came quickly, Zhao Yuanji's speed was faster. Seeing that the sword was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, it was obviously too late for mu Hanyan to escape. Everyone's heart was in his throat.
Let all unexpected things happen. Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao sword comes out of its sheath, and the sound of Qingyin resounds through the world. Instead of retreating, he rushes straight to Zhao Yuanji.
"He Is he crazy? " Everyone's mind, all into a brief blank.
Even if Mu Hanyan's strength is not vulgar, even if he is stronger, can he be stronger than Mu Ruian and Mu Hanfeng?
Among all the people, only Hua Yuerong and Jiang Yuzhe kept calm and calm. Seeing mu Hanyan's sword power, they vaguely thought of something.
"Shum!" Among all the people's eyes, Zhao Yuanji's last sword at the cost of his life enveloped mu Hanyan without any hindrance. But at that moment, mu Hanyan's body swayed and disappeared out of thin air.
Zhao Yuanji's attack at the cost of his life has failed!!!
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