Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 105 Watching the main escape, Han Ye chased him, he couldn't fly with wings

The golden shadows of fists all over the sky caught up with the falling Tsing Yi like a cruise missile.

"Infinite Apocalypse Golden Body!"

In the endless high sky like a vast sea, the divine splendor of Haotian surged towards Chen, condensing a cocoon shield around him to envelop him.

'Bang bang bang! '

The shadow of the fist flew over, making pitted fist marks on the cocoon as white as ice and snow.

The surface of the silkworm cocoon vibrated violently, and the aura flashed wildly, but it returned to normal after a short while.

It seems to be getting endless supplements every moment, becoming more tenacious.

Seeing this, Han Ye suddenly accelerated his pursuit and turned into a streamer.

A circular space passage opened in front, and the next moment it swooped over Chen.

Hundreds of long swords of vitality condensed and finally merged into a dazzling sharp sword in Han Ye's hands.

The sword intent is so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through everything in the world.

Seeing this, Chen did not dare to procrastinate, and scattered the silk cocoons to protect his body, and a sheet of ice and snow floated in front of his eyes.

His pitch-black pupils suddenly turned gray, like the color of a firewood that has completely turned into embers.

"Grey eyes!"

The moment Han Ye met Chen's eyes, he felt that the vitality and spiritual power in his body seemed to be channeled out.

The vitality sword in his hand was full of gray shadows, showing signs of disintegration.

"Taotie!"

The blade of the sword exploded into bits of aura that were instantly absorbed into Han Ye's body.

Blood energy burned all over Han Ye's body, and his eyes turned scarlet, like a ghost returning from hell, meeting those gray pupils!

Chen only felt a stronger pulling force enveloping him.

The gray river that guided Han Ye's thoughts to rush out also suddenly lost contact.

Instead, Chen's own strength surged towards Han Ye backwards.

"Flesh, flesh and mental strength are rapidly losing!" Chen felt the changes in his body, and couldn't help being surprised.

"The Demon Sect's gluttonous magic art is so domineering! It completely suppressed the gray eyes of the Taoist sect!"

Seeing that Han Ye's blood turned into a claw, he was about to grab Chen's body.

A cold breath was suddenly born from Chen's thought power!
"Immeasurable Annihilation!"

Chen's eyebrows and hair suddenly condensed with frost, and his whole figure seemed to become a hub connected to the world of ice and snow.

With a wave of Chen's hands, endless snowflakes turned into waterfalls rising upwards, gushing out of his body and scattering towards Han Ye!

Before Han Ye's gluttony ended, he directly faced the double siege of the sixth realm of this sect.

Infinite means that quantity has no boundaries!
Annihilation symbolizes the icy coldness of eternal night!

Chen's falling body was like a jet of ice and snow, sending out the entire Evernight World.

Han Ye's eyebrows turned into ice cubes, which spread throughout his body, and the burning golden flame was extinguished in the eternal freezing wind.

The giant ice cube wrapped Han Ye in an instant.

Chen only felt the surrounding space loosen for a moment, and his figure quickly got into the space channel and disappeared.

'Puda pud. '

Countless pages of books turned into paper cranes and were smashed to pieces before the rapidly falling ice puck.

The bookman stood on the border of Helan City, holding the book in his hand, and the pages of the book flew to the sky.

The sky full of paper birds flew up from under the clouds and swept towards the ice puck, so as to relieve it of the force of falling from the sky thousands of miles away.

Terrifying extreme cold radiated from the ice puck, and all the paper birds were frozen into ice and smashed into powder.

The surface of the hockey puck ignited a flame that quickly rubbed against the air, broke through the clouds, and fell rapidly towards the ground of the grassland.

The sphere is still a thousand feet away from the grassland, and a layer of frost has formed on the grassland.

There was heavy snow in the sky.

The book in Shuweng's hand has disappeared, and the two sealing ropes are hanging in his old hands, swaying in the cold wind.

He looked eagerly at the falling icy meteor that was about to fall on the frozen grassland, but he was powerless.

Chen squeezed out of the space with some fear.

Below him, a group of nearly [-] people is carrying a heavy load.

The leading man in white stared in shock at the Tsing-clothed Taoist who suddenly appeared in the sky, and quickly knelt down to salute.

"Longqing, Son of Light? How did you end up in this situation?"

Chen fell to the ground and picked up a stone and placed it solemnly.

Just as Long Qing was about to answer, the Taoist in Tsing Yi changed his face and disappeared.

The ice ball was suspended on the snow-covered grassland, gradually shrinking in size, and finally turned into a transparent bead suspended in Han Ye's palm.

"Sure enough, it's faster to learn something by experiencing it yourself!"

The ice puck in Han Ye's palm twirled, and a Tai Chi disc appeared at the bottom.

"The transformation of the two instruments!"

The coldness of the ice ball was infinitely stimulated, it seemed to break through a critical point, and instantly transformed into a fireball burning with dazzling white light.

The ice and snow covering the entire grassland melted in an instant, just like halfway through spring, green grass and flowers grew.

"Since no one reaches."

"I will order you to be the sixth realm of Taoism, Burning Life."

Osawa.

A stone was randomly summoned by the Taoist in Tsing Yi, injected with thoughts and buried in the muddy water.

He glanced at the few Zhiming peaks who were still fighting in the lake, cursed a waste of firewood, and disappeared into the space.

Long Qing opened his mouth slightly and looked at a person walking out of the black hole bursting with sparks in front of him.

"General!" Long Qing knelt down as soon as he got up.

"Wuju Zhente's trouble!" Han Ye cursed, sensed Chen's position, and turned around to enter the space passage.

A brilliant rope lock suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped around his feet.

Han Ye tripped.

"What the hell... is connected to the ground."

"Chen's boundless cage?"

A golden light ignited on Han Ye's feet, and he kicked hard, and the light rope broke.

Long Qing stared blankly at Han Ye's disappearance, feeling extremely horrified in his heart: The general is chasing and killing the master Zhishou Guan! ?

"Amitabha."

A golden lotus floated slowly from above the clouds.

Monk Lian Shang shook his head helplessly when he saw that a group of people below were looking at him in bewilderment, and there were no figures of Han Ye and Chen.

"Hey...Han benefactor, Chen benefactor, can you wait for the poor monk."

The monk was about to drive the lotus to chase after him, but suddenly he felt a terrified gaze from behind him.

He hurriedly turned around and looked towards the horizon, only to see a strange light flashing above the distant and invisible snow peak.

"Are you still alive..."

The monk was silent for a moment, put his palms together, and his body turned into a transparent body and disappeared.

Disappearing together with it are a large number of Yan people below.

Osawa.

Han Ye cut off a golden cord and looked back.

"Why did the Buddha suddenly leave without a word?"

"What bad trick are you holding back?"

"Forget it, anyway, I have forced the most hidden general night combat power to the surface."

"My current strength is still a bit inferior to his, and there is Chen, a crap stick, so it is not appropriate to formally start a war with him."

"It would save me a lot of trouble if I left by myself."

"Those two immortals have also shown their faces."

"Now there is only one door left."

In Daze, Old Master Cui of Qinghe County, who was still beating Xu Shi crazily, saw Han Ye's smiling face on the shore.

For a moment, I was too scared to move.

A knife light passed through his throat.

Dwarf mountains.

A fat man who was running out of breath was looking anxiously into the air.

I saw a golden figure chasing a cyan figure constantly flickering above the clouds, and finally disappeared into the southern sky.

"Han Ye!"

"Can't go over!"

"My father set up a trap in the temple!"

　There's another chapter to come later, after twelve o'clock,

　　I overestimated myself, I thought I could write three chapters after get off work,
　　Write a fart, two chapters are strenuous,
　　But for the paid follow-up reading of 1000 book friends, I have been voting, I can't let you down,
　　Wash your face and come back to continue coding
　　
　
(End of this chapter)