Gabriel's happy life

Chapter 169 The Temperature of People's Heart

Looking around, those mirror blocks are still floating, flying in this space.

The whole space was confusing, making Lu Cheng feel that the land under his feet seemed to be constantly drifting, but it seemed to be motionless.

"coming."

In the chaos, Lu Cheng sensed that the blurred figure appeared again. He turned around, swung around in black, and slashed out with a sword.
However, that sword was thrown in the air. With the fluctuation of space, Lu Cheng raised his head and found that he was back at the bottom where he was before. smile.

"Don't be so anxious, I"

Before the man finished speaking, Lu Cheng struck out with his sword again, and a white light rose in the space.

He didn't give the man a chance to talk too much, because there was a mysterious Dao Yun climbing up this space in his perception, but he did not notice any changes for a short time.

And even if I don't have this person in my memory, the other party is the same as knowing him. In the case of unequal information, the only way to avoid accidents is to suppress the other party first.

What's more, Lu Cheng was dragged into this space from the human world, and there are still his very important people there. There are too many unknown factors, and he must try his best to prevent accidents from happening.

Looking at the sword shadow coming straight towards him, the man's blurred face showed a slight headache.

As a strand of consciousness left behind by the subject, he still has a lot to do, and wasting too much energy here is not a good thing.

"This guy is not serious. He is quite thoughtful."

The man whispered, and shook his hands seemingly casually. Those mirror images and plots that had been split before gathered together again, turning into a storm and rushing towards Lu Cheng.

In the scenery, endless aura unfolded, and in an instant, all the things coming from one side were once again cut in half by a sword, and a black clothed figure stepped out, the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and the transparent chains that the man used to stabilize the space earlier were gone. Trembling slightly under the sword light.

Looking at the sword light rushing towards his face, the eyes of the man with a blurred face met Lu Cheng's dark eyes.

At this moment, he was already shrouded in the opponent's sword field, and the sword was so sharp that even he felt that the sword edge was cutting his face.

But in that sharp sword domain, there is a warm and cold aura hidden, so ethereal that it is hard to detect.

Among them, the warm melody is greater than the icy cold that symbolizes death, and it is a melody that men are very familiar with.

is the warmth from the power of angels
The battlefield changed rapidly, and in just a few seconds, Lu Cheng approached the man again.

This time, he directly used the power of the angel to completely seal the corner of the space where the man was, and swung away the simple sword that was not gorgeous.

From the great to the simple, what Lu Cheng has mastered from the beginning to now is only the power of the previous aura that can create everything out of thin air and turn it into reality, as well as the power of angels and demons that symbolize survival and destruction.

The rules of angels, the rules of demons, the rules of existence and non-existence, and only the power of these rules turned into his new avenue, symbolizing his new start.

The avenue is ever-changing, mysterious and unpredictable. It also gave him the power to protect everything.

This mysterious person who appeared suddenly felt stronger than all the existences he had seen before,
The perception of the strong is somewhat accurate,
Therefore, putting the sword on the throat of this unknown person before communicating is the safest method Lu Cheng can think of now.

There are too many things he cherishes in this world. He doesn't know whether all outsiders are good or bad, so he can only try them out first.

Just because
He can't afford to gamble.

At this time, only the ordinary long sword was left in the world, and it seemed that it would not stop swiping at the blurred man at extreme speed.

At this time, only this sword remained in the man's pupils, which seemed slow but extremely impatient.

The man is very aware of this feeling. It is an attack method commonly used even by angels in the astral world. It is to shield all the perception of the target of attack, confine the space where it is located, and strip away all the skills, leaving only the power and will. fighting between.

Under normal circumstances, if it is an angel that has become a climate, it can basically overwhelm the opponent and even have no chance to counterattack.

A shiny liquid-like long sword, which looked like flowing stars, quietly appeared in the man's hand.

"Sword? I haven't used it for a long time."

A sigh came out in Youyou, and in a state where the space seemed to be slowed down, the man threw a sword and met Lu Cheng with two swords.

"This familiar warmth is really nostalgic."

The two forces competed against each other, and the sound of swords and songs was heard, and the space that had been stabilized fluctuated again.

Lu Cheng was the first to show signs of exhaustion.

It was because an unspeakable smell was conveyed from the opponent's sword to his body, it was so heavy that it was hard to breathe, as if it had gone through countless mortal dust, and those mortal dust finally turned into soil to cover it and buried it underground.

The heaviness made him a little out of breath.

At the same time, the ordinary long sword in his hand seemed to be worn by wind and rain, and the surface gradually looked like it was corroded.

That is the sign of rust that ordinary swords will have after being left for a long time.

is the power of time.

Although it was the first time we met, for some reason, Lu Cheng gave the answer in his heart.

But the power of time erosion did not act on him, it was the experience of the other party that was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.

This feeling is like contending with the annual rings of a whole star. It is hard to imagine what kind of experience it is to give people such a heavy pressure that they are physically and mentally crushed.

The mysterious man who swung his sword calmly smiled at Lu Cheng. The lightsaber in his hand sank like a flowing star. It wears off.

This guy, the avenues are useless, so it's not obvious that he is at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, the figure facing the sword tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, and his resolute eyes looked at each other through the two long swords, causing the man to be stunned.

The previously suppressed power suddenly flourished.

The power of the angel rule flourished, the warm light flashed, and Lu Cheng's aura suddenly grew stronger.

Whenever he was in confusion in the past, he would always recall those wandering and dreamy pasts, turning that unwillingness into strength, and supporting himself to move forward.

Now, but those beautiful things, those existences that can laugh with him, have become the pillars for him to move forward bravely.

This heaviness is not enough to crush a person, even if it is heavy enough to bury a person in the soil, he will dig out the soil!

Under heavy weight,
In the erosion of time,

The ordinary long sword became the final winner. The sword of stars spread out, and dots of galaxy swayed in this space, exuding a deep and beautiful shimmer.

Angels rule the space, and the power of the rules is powerful enough to bring the dead back to life, and this power is also the purest power in the world, without any impurities, so it can always make people feel warm.

Because it symbolizes the warmth of a person, a kind heart can always give people a different kind of warmth amidst the indifference.

Since the battle, Lu Cheng has not said a word, but the man can feel his pure sword heart from his sword intent, often the most sincere feelings in the world are in that silence.

The second sword came quietly, pointing directly at the man's throat.

The space around him suddenly became blurred. During the vibration, Lu Cheng's position was out of order. Although he stabilized himself quickly, he still gave the opponent a chance to dodge.

The vague-looking man kicked the ground lightly with both feet, and stepped back, avoiding the sword so directly.

But the space they were in couldn't bear it. With the collapse of the space, all the mirrors and plots exploded, and the two returned to the original space.

The light fragrance of the cherry blossom trees was in the nostrils. Under the high sun, there seemed to be two blurred figures of a few passers-by passing by. They rubbed their eyes, thinking it was an illusion.

It is true that I don't know that the border of Tianwu is facing the sea, and the tidal sea is set off by waves, and the waves as high as [-] meters roar in the middle of the sea.

On the other side of the sea, in the big city closest to Tianwu City overseas - the capital of games, the desert on the border of the city was lifted up in the desert, and the whole world was full of yellow sand dancing.

In this world, there are two figures constantly shuttling back and forth, pulling the heavens and the earth in different corners, fighting back and forth.

Until the fiery red land, that scene more familiar than the world, was imprinted in Lu Cheng's eyes again.

Unknowingly, he was led to the demon world, and there was such a long distance from the demon capital and the place where the dead were reincarnated.

There is no need to worry about the fragile world being turned into nothingness under the power of terror, and there is no need to worry about idlers being implicated.

The fiery red sky in the Demon Realm darkened at that moment, the avenue was covered for a while, and the purple air infiltrated the sky and the earth.

The ordinary iron sword in Lu Cheng's hand was replaced with a scabbard that was also pitch black with gold patterns, a long sword that was recognizably extraordinary at a glance.

Demon Sword - According to legend, the oldest thing in the demon world, the sword held by the first great demon king who established the demon city.

Compared with the power of angels, which has only been in his hands for two years, the power of demons is still the power that Lu Cheng is most familiar with.

If it is said that the power of angels lies in the brilliance of pureness, then the power of demons is derived from countless things in chaos. It is a power that is completely opposite to the power of angels, but it still has many similarities.

The power of demon controlled by Lu Cheng is different.
After he dispelled all the most evil breaths, the power of the demons he possessed was also extremely pure, without any impurities, and only had the effect of destroying everything.

The devil's magic light, from black to purple in pure degree, at this time the purple air is coming from the east, and the sky is shrouded in purple mist.

The continent of the demon world began to tremble. If it was in the human world, this terrifying aura would be enough to wipe out the entire continent in an instant.

In Lu Cheng's hand, the magic sword that had gathered the power of heaven and earth for an unknown amount of time was slowly unsheathed, and it made a clear trembling sound under the resonance of the sword spirit Xin Yi.

The power of dust has awakened
At this time, the warmth that symbolizes the heart has transformed into a coldness that annihilates everything.

Lu Cheng's idea is very simple.
That is to use the power of the Dao first, and the future ones will be cut out of the Three Realms temporarily, so as not to affect this world, and the rest will wait for them to clarify the origin.

Suddenly, Lu Cheng felt that he was out of touch with the surrounding environment for a moment, and a hand quietly reached out, gently pressing back his unsheathed long sword.

All the momentum and abnormalities also dissipated.

"Brother, calm down, don't disturb the child's transformation."

The vague-looking man stopped Lu Cheng, as if he had exhausted all his strength, only the corners of his mouth were still twitching slightly.

Does this guy have a grudge against his hometown? Why does the scene change to the Devil Realm and it just opens up? !
Time returned to normal and began to flow again. The man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to Lu Cheng, "There's no need to fight, I really mean nothing."

"Let me just ask, do you want to know the origin of this world, young man?"

(End of this chapter)