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Six hundred and thirty-ninth chapter Shenyue

A blurry eyes like smoke and illusion, a ray of moon flashed by. ◤: ◤%Piaotianyi.com%◤

Bang!

The bubbles around the two of them burst together.

Countless sharp energy suddenly burst out, covering the two of them.

However, such a fierce energy could not hurt the two of them at all. Mr. Tong was two feet apart, as if there was an invisible barrier, and the energy could not move forward. Zeng Lian'er seemed like an invisible object, and the energy penetrated easily. Her figure was like a reflection in the water, and a slight swaying, becoming blurred, as if it were real and illusory.

Mr. Tong's eyes froze.

Turned his palm into claws and grabbed Zeng Lian'er.

A black palm shadow, as soon as it was taken off, turned into a black mist and covered Zeng Lian'er. In the mist, it seemed as if countless monsters were struggling and roaring. The monsters in the air roared like tides, and the hairs stood up all the time when they heard it.

Zeng Lian'er's eyes were blurred, her cherry lips were slightly opened, and she exhaled like orchids.

"moon!"

The water sleeves in the hand are like washing yarn in the water, extremely light and beautiful.

The sky around her suddenly darkened, and a crescent moon like a hook appeared behind her. The hook moon was slightly taller than her body, emitting a cold light.

Zeng Lian'er's heart was excited, and the divine moon finally appeared!

Although the inheritance of the Moon Divine Power she cultivated was considered complete, there are still many key areas that were lost. The inheritors of each generation racked their brains to try to re-improve its cultivation methods, but the results were very little. Even their own cultivation was extremely difficult.

Shenyue, the key to the middle and late stages of cultivation, has long been lost.

Now it is restored in Zeng Lian'er's hands.

Zeng Lian'er has excellent talent and has been practicing hard since childhood. Moreover, during this period, the battles one after another, especially the confrontation with Lin Qian, have benefited a lot.

The huge pressure brought to her by the powerful Mr. Tong also became the factor for her to understand the Divine Moon.

"Shen Yue!" A cold voice came out from the green curtain, and Yu Shuai said lightly: "It turns out that Zeng Lian'er is practicing divine power, but I miscalculated it."

The bodies of the generals next to the chariot were shocked, and their faces were full of horror.

Divine power!

It turns out that this is divine power!

The sky is like a hook and a thin crescent moon, as if it has penetrated time and space, and has come from ancient times!

"Master!" Some generals were talking.

"Don't let her run away." Yu Shuai said lightly.

The middle-aged maid next to Princess Xia looked confused at this time and murmured to herself: "Shen Yue! This is the real divine power!"

She had been exploring hard, spending decades of time and effort to reach the threshold. She had noticed that Zeng Lian'er was cultivating divine power, but when she saw the hook moon in the sky at this time, her mouth was full of bitterness.

The appearance of the divine moon means that Zeng Lianer's divine power will begin to enter the house!

Princess Xia's eyes showed a strange look, and she subconsciously looked at Xiaomoge.

The beautiful eyes suddenly raised, and she noticed that Zuo Mo's body shook slightly and his face changed slightly.

Noting Princess Xia's gaze, Zuo Mo turned his face and the two gazes touched each other.

Princess Xia found a look of ecstasy flashing in Zuo Mo's eyes.

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Bei Han was not interested in fighting in the sky. The competition of personal force was not much attractive to a general like him who was obsessed with commanding the battle. The evil troops under his command were very evenly powerful and did not have very outstanding masters. Almost all his energy was spent on how to exert the greatest power of the evil troops.

Over time, this has become a preference, or combat style.

Even if the battle in the sky was extremely fierce, it could not attract his gaze. His quick and vigilant eyes quietly glanced back and forth in the rain forefront, like a cunning wolf, looking for the flaws in his lower mouth.

He was not scared by the Rain Forward.

Although the life he lived in back then was no different from house arrest, as one of the four major players, even the opponents in the sect were at the level of Jiang Zhe. Growing up in such an environment, how could Bi Han be afraid of a war department that he had never heard of, even if the leader of the other party was a general rank.

After more than ten years of walking on thin ice and being taciturn, his heart is as hard as a rock.

Others were captured by Yu Shuai's reputation and were trembling and did not dare to act rashly, but Bei Han kept staring at this huge battle unit, looking for the most likely flaws to break through.

The fighting spirit of fighting with the Ming bandits in his body has not subsided yet. He is like a lion who has been locked up for a long time, rushing out of the cage, impatiently looking for as many fights as possible and fighting!

The narrowed eyes flashed inside.

His eyes chilled when he saw a team of Yuqianwei shifting to the flank without notice.

After thinking for a moment, he figured out the other party’s plan - the other party was guarding against Zeng Lianer to escape!

Although this speculation was a bit outrageous, Zeng Lian'er seemed to be unable to escape no matter how he looked at it. But Bei Han didn't hesitate. He narrowed his eyes and carefully swept over the direction arranged by the team, and believed in his judgment more firmly.

The movement of this team did not attract anyone's attention. Among the dense team, such a transfer is extremely difficult to detect. And other generals, even if they notice it, will quickly retract their gaze. Such a thick team, the internal transfer of a team of thousands of people, has no value in using it.

Bi Han's eyes narrowed even thinner, and all the murderous intent and light in his eyes were isolated by the almost closed eyelids.

The seemingly useless transfer, but Bo Han was attracted by his heart.

He quickly calculated in his heart a series of changes brought about by this small transposition.

The cultivator general is best at calculating. As the best among them, Bie Han's calculation ability is terrifying. In his heart, the unmoving rain avant-garde is constantly changing.

The small detachment's transfer made the thickness of the opponent's army in the battle formation one tenth of the way.

He noticed that the masters near the chariot were staring at the two people fighting in the sky with nervous expressions. Bi Han was as if he smelled the scent of his hiding prey.

He became a little excited, but his eyes became more calm and his attention became more focused.

He has a strong intuition

——The opportunity is approaching him little by little!

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The battle in the sky reached its most intense level.

The dark mist that Mr. Tong had struggled with countless monsters, under the crescent moon behind Zeng Lian'er, was like boiling water pouring on the ice and snow. The monsters in the black fog were wailing endlessly, and the black fog actually disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Tong's face changed drastically!

A drop of red blood suddenly oozed out from his eyebrows and flew into his palm.

Although there was only one drop of blood, the palm seemed to have just been taken out of the blood pool, covered with blood. The blood palm suddenly stood up, and Mr. Tong's expression was solemn.

"Palm Cliff!"

Zeng Lian'er's head suddenly darkened. She looked up and saw a cliff hundreds of feet high, falling downwards with a pressure of pressing the top!

hiss!

Everyone below could see clearly and gasp in the air conditioner.

A mountain with a palm shape is intertwined and crisscrossed with countless dark red veins, like blood vessels. The most terrifying thing is a huge bloody eye on the mountain, looking coldly.

Anyone who is swept by this eye will be stiff all over and the blood will almost coagulate!

Even the middle-aged maids and others could not help but show a look of horror. This bloody eye was of no use, but the force of the mountain pressing on the top made people feel unstoppable and depressed in their hearts.

"What a powerful palm-eye world!" Zhu Ke murmured to himself, and was also shocked.

The palm eye world originated from the palm eye magic skill, which is a very partial magic skill. He specializes in practicing one palm and one eye. Even Zhu Ke, who is knowledgeable, rarely heard any related rumors. However, this unknown Mr. Tong has already practiced the extremely partial magic skill to a very deep level, and his understanding of [world] has reached an even greater level.

Zhu Ke felt frightened even if he looked at this Palm Cliff from a distance.

"As for practitioners of the Palm Eye Magical Art, I'm afraid no one can surpass Mr. Tong. This inconspicuous magical art has been carried forward in his hands, and it has to be admired!" Next to the chariot, a one-horned demon clan couldn't help but exclaim.

This person is named Xiang Dong, with a burly figure and covered with thick armor. The most peculiar thing is that these shells actually grew out of his body.

"Those who do not have great perseverance cannot succeed!" Another nodded and agreed. This person's eyes were narrow and long, his eyes were cold, and a pair of transparent cicada wings on his back were as crystal clear as crystals. This person's name is Qian Qing, and he is one of the famous masters under Yu Shuai's command.

"I hope this woman can last longer." Xiang Dong smiled and said, "I am looking forward to divine power!"

Qian Qing snorted coldly: "The saying of divine power is just a rumor."

The two of them did not look away. Mr. Tong rarely took action. He was quite low-key under Yu Shuai's command and had a good reputation with everyone. There were not many opportunities to see him take action.

The masters under Yu Shuai are like Yun, and even if they are as strong as them, there is also competition.

Zhangmu Cliff is Mr. Tong's killer move. They only heard of it and have never seen it before. At this time, they all cheered up and wanted to get a glimpse of the wonders!

Countless eyes gathered together, but Zeng Lian'er was not at all panicked.

At some point, Gouyue moved to her.

The blurred eyes were filled with mist, the water sleeves were dancing long, the body was graceful, and the faint and quiet sound was like smoke, like the rippling ripples, passing by everyone's hearts.

"The moon is blooming!"

I saw the hook moon surrounding her, like slashing towards the cliff above my head.

No sound was heard, no energy.

The cold and terrifying palm cliff was cut open from it like tofu!

Mr. Tong's face suddenly changed and his palms froze.

"The moon is broken!"

The moon turned rapidly and instantly turned into a brilliance. Zeng Lianer's graceful dance posture appeared and disappeared in the moonlight.

Countless straight thin marks were spread all over the cliff of the palm.

Mr. Tong's face turned from red to white, and his pupils dilated, as if he couldn't believe it.

puff!
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