Chapter 547 The Broken Ceiling
Lucifer's illusory body was completely torn apart by Xio, turning into bits of spiritual light and disappearing into the air. Those pitch-black eyes looked at Xio angrily, as if endless anger was burning.
After thinking for a while, he turned around with the remaining part of his body, looked at Lin Qiye on the somersault cloud,
Cold voice:
"Michael's agent, I will come to you..."
As his body dissipated, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally completely disappeared without a trace.
Lin Qiye frowned and didn't take this matter to heart.
He didn't want to be involved in the conflict between Michael and Lucifer. If he hadn't accidentally summoned the phantom of the other party this time, he might never have anything to do with Lucifer.
He remembered that Zhao Kongcheng told him that when Lucifer was discovered, he was suppressed under a volcano in North America, and he was also suppressed by Michael's [Mortal God Realm], unable to escape...
In this state, how did he come to find himself?
Even if he escaped, when he returned to Daxia, would he dare to step half a step into the border of Daxia?
The most urgent thing is to find a way to get rid of the two gods in front of me.
After the God of Wind and the God of Yellow Sand tore apart the afterimage of Lucifer, they stepped out in one step, crossed the void easily, and chased behind Lin Qiye and the others.
The hurricane and yellow sand covered the sky and began to block the surrounding airspace. Even though Lin Qiye was riding somersaulting clouds, he still couldn't get out of the scope of the Shenxu in a short time.
His expression gradually became serious.
He reached out, touched his chest, and took out a wooden chopstick from it.
This is his other hole card,
In this wooden chopstick, there is a sword master's sword energy hidden in the era of complete victory.
With this sword swing, it will definitely be able to block the two gods, but it also means that Lin Qiye and the others have lost their last means of self-protection. Once the opponent catches up again, they can only become fish at the mercy of others.
Even if Lin Qiye carries the soul of a certain god again, it is impossible to block the real god. His current state is still too far behind.
This sword, come out, or not out?
Lin Qiye stared at the two galloping figures, sweat dripped from the palms holding the chopsticks.
"Give up, you guys, you can't escape."
Seth's body turned into yellow sand and dissipated in the air, and finally condensed in front of somersault cloud. He looked at Lin Qiye and others with a sneer, and spoke slowly.
The invisible wind circled out from the void, turned into a tornado and blocked all the retreat routes around, the somersaulting cloud flew to the edge of the wind, and was forced to stop. If it continued to crash into the storm, Except for Jia Lan and Zhou Ping, everyone here will be smashed to pieces.
Their retreat was completely blocked.
Lin Qiye's mouth showed a bit of bitterness.
With these methods, it is still unrealistic to escape from the hands of the gods...
...
now.
In the mental hospital of the gods.
Nyx, who was wearing star gauze, stood quietly in the courtyard, raised his head, stared at the nothingness above his head, his eyes flashed faintly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This time, she was not sitting on the rocking chair, nor was she holding a needle and thread in her hands. She stood there like a sculpture, motionless.
Li Yifei and others quietly gathered around the corner of the corridor, watching Nyx, and whispered:
"You said, what happened to Grandma Nix today?" Li Yifei asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, it's been all afternoon." A'Zhu nodded, his eyes fell on the top of Nix's head, but he saw nothing, "What is she looking at? Why can't I see anything?"
"Jellyfish? Where are the jellyfish?"
The pug in a tuxedo suddenly woke up, stood up on both feet, and looked around with wide eyes.
"She should be looking at the principal." Heitong said thoughtfully.
"She's standing there, can you see it?"
"Maybe." Hei Tong paused, "After all, that is a god."
courtyard.
Nyx looked at the nothingness above his head, and frowned slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, she raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch something...
Another hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Nyx turned his head, only to see Merlin wearing a blue mage robe standing beside her, shaking his head at her.
"Wait a little longer," he said.
...
In the mist.
Standing on the somersault cloud, Lin Qiye held the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and slowly raised his hand...
at this time,
Another hand grasped his wrist,
Gently put his hand down.
Lin Qiye turned his head and saw Zhou Ping standing beside him, with a bloody face looking into his eyes with a smile.
"Senior Sword Saint..." Lin Qiye was stunned.
He lowered his head, only to see that the surface of Zhou Ping's skin was exuding a brilliant glazed light, and under the blood-stained black shirt, on his chest, a nearly transparent glazed heart was beating powerfully.
"Put it away, it's not going to be needed now."
After Zhou Ping finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if hesitating, his ears were reddish, but he mustered up his courage and said, "Thank you... I didn't expect that you would really take such a big risk to save me.
I thought it was me who was being sentimental..."
Zhou Ping's second sentence was so soft that it was covered by the surrounding wind, and Lin Qiye and others couldn't hear it clearly.
"Senior Juggernaut, what are you talking about?" Baili Pangpang moved his ears closer.
Zhou Ping's ears became even redder. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and said loudly again:
"I thought! I was being sentimental! I thought you wouldn't come to save me!"
He didn't know why he would say these words, he should have kept these words in his heart, obviously...he didn't dare to say them.
But he said it anyway,
And it's loud.
But so what?
This time, didn't he not pretend to be affectionate?
Those feelings he paid carefully have been rewarded.
He was happy, happier than ever.
Now, if he could, he wanted to go back in time,
Pat my younger self on the shoulder,
Smiling and telling him:
"Don't cry,
You see, in this world, there are still people who care about you.
This world is not so bad. "
Baili Pangpang heard this sentence clearly, laughed out loud, and the wind blew his hair up. He squinted his eyes slightly in the wind, and replied loudly:
"Senior Juggernaut, you have to be more confident!
You are the sword master of Daxia, the ceiling of human beings, and the teacher of our fifth special team. You are the hero who walks in front of everyone and protects everyone!
Everyone is watching your back, difficult and firm, step by step forward!
Don't doubt, don't be afraid!
Your existence is everyone's luck!
You don't need to deny your feelings,
For all of this, you are worth it. "
After the words fell, the howling wind whimpered in Zhou Ping's ears.
He stood there in a daze, that glazed heart was getting brighter and brighter!
Am I worth it...
he muttered,
Then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,
Hearing a soft sound, the glass-colored heart radiated a dazzling light in an instant. In his body, it seemed that a heavy shackle was broken, and the turbulent and strong emotions were mixed with pure sword intent. , came to his mind!
at this moment, at this moment,
The shackles of human genes have imprisoned the strong Xia for more than a hundred years, and no one can break the ceiling.
It was chopped to pieces by Zhou Ping himself.
