A silent storm surged above the snow-capped mountains of the tundra.
The long dark night was ignited by "fireworks".
Scarlet blood spurted out.
The communication sound in "Silver Foil" suddenly disappeared, and the whole world beca extrely quiet in an instant.
Apart from the roar of the snowstorm, the only thing left was the continuous, sharp sound of three fireworks exploding.
Mr. Zhuo, and a team of three people on another snow mountain, raised their heads, followed the sound, and looked silently at the bright blood red colors of wind and snow rising into the sky in the distance.
Although it is very bloody and violent, I have to admit...the fireworks are actually very beautiful.
very nice.
"Shashasha..."
After a brief silence.
The fireworks ended.
The sound of rough footsteps ca from the spiritual link network.
From the sound, it sounded like soone had co to this "silver foil".
"Mr. Zhuo..."
The look of the female hypnotist in green robe beca a little frightened.
Just as she was about to say sothing, a hoarse greeting ca from the silver foil side, interrupting her voice.
"Hello……"
It was like soone dialed the phone and asked if anyone would answer the call.
There was dead silence.
Then he said again: "Hello..."
Still no one responded.
Mr. Zhuo stared intently at the snow-capped mountain where the fireworks were blooming. The distance between the two snow-capped mountains was not far, but the wind and snow were too heavy and his eyesight could not see clearly. Even if he focused his attention on the specific scene at the top of the snow-capped mountain opposite, Even if the force spreads to the maximum range, only a blurry shadow of snow can be seen.
"Has the church ever offended you before?"
Finally, Mr. Zhuo spoke.
Judging from the opponent's attack on the base, taking away the ancient coffin, and a series of subsequent operations... this could not be a warm-hearted "chivalrous righteous man". He must have had a grudge against the Wanzhong Church and had planned it for a long ti.
While speaking, he quietly released his small sword, gathered all the blades, and then stepped lightly on the small sword. This small sword was actually not big and could be stepped on. On top of that, it was already extrely reluctant.
The small sword slowly hung in the air.
Mr. Zhuo just stood on the sword, and slowly rose into the air with the shaking sword.
He looked at the wind and snow, trying to see clearly the scene on the hill through the height.
A calm voice ca from the other side of the silver foil: "If what you said before is true... the church has not offended ."
Mr. Zhuo frowned.
"Maybe the matter won't be so serious. What do you want?" He lowered his voice and reached the highest point, asking: "Hand over the coffin... we can talk."
There was a smile on the other side.
"I want to see the first stone slab unearthed from the tomb."
Say this.
Mr. Zhuo's heart skipped a beat... He realized what was really wrong.
Regarding the "discovery" in the Jiangbei tundra, the church has done an excellent job of keeping it secret and has never leaked it to the outside world. Even the church mbers sent north have been carefully selected to ensure their loyalty before they are sent out of Nanzhou. .
But now... the news has leaked!
This shows that... there is a mole within the church!
"Hand over the coffin. We can talk about the slate." Mr. Zhuo took a deep breath. He saw the blurry figure swaying on the top of the snow mountain, preparing to co out with the sword. All he needs to do now is Steady the opponent.
"Oh...really?"
It was very windy and snowy.
Gu Shen, who was standing on the top of the mountain, raised his head.
His body was covered with blood. The wind blew the iron clothes, and the blood slowly flowed along the carved folds of the iron clothes. It was blown to crystallization in mid-air and froze into bright red ice slag.
Gu Shen looked at Mr. Zhuo who was holding a small sword in the distance and smiled: "What if I don't hand over the coffin?"
"This matter... is not up to you."
Mr. Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly: "You can't escape the snowy mountains."
next mont!
The small sword burst out with a magnificent sword light. This sealed object penetrated the wind and snow and tore apart the night. It was like a teorite falling from the sky. From the top of a snow mountain, it hit the top of another snow mountain. above.
Mr. Zhuo's eyebrows surged with huge spiritual power.
The broken tip of the small sword condensed an extrely narrow "blank field". Wherever it passed, the heavy snow fragnted, like a stream of light, drawing thousands of arcs!
And the next mont.
Mr. Zhuo's expression changed suddenly as he fell on the top of the snow-capped mountain. His ntal power was firmly locked on the blurry figure in the wind and snow... However, when he got really close, he realized that... this was not the boy he was looking for at all!
The figure had its head removed, and its feet were nailed to the ground with long snow-white nails, and were shaken by the strong wind.
The sa two corpses were lying on the soles of his feet.
And their missing heads...
It was the three "fireworks" that were previously ignited and set high in the sky!
Mr. Zhuo looked pale.
He recalled that in the silver foil link, the hypnotist once issued a cry that stopped suddenly... At this mont, he suddenly turned back and looked at the only mountain he had never been to.
On the top of the mountain, stood a young man.
Gu Shen nodded to Mr. Zhuo, indicating that he had seen him before.
He snapped his fingers.
This is God’s will from the “Four Seasons Wilderness” of the new world.
Spiritually broken.
Fiery explosion.
"……boom!"
Behind Gu Shen, in the wind and snow, three beautiful and scarlet "flas" exploded!
The sound of the explosion shook!
The robe of the Evening Bell Church was torn to pieces by the flas and burned out by the high temperature. The billowing black smoke expanded and exploded over the snow-capped mountains——
And at the mont when the black smoke poured out, Gu Shen, who was standing on the edge of the snow-capped mountain cliff, took a step forward. This movent was very light, like a flying bird with folded wings, falling straight down. , the billowing black tide swallowed up half of the snow-capped mountains, and seed to swallow him up too. A second later, Gu Shen's falling figure exceeded the speed of the black tide. At this mont, he was more like a sharp arrow, hitting the ground. Go and end up falling on a thousand-ter cliff without caring about your own flesh and blood!
When Mr. Zhuo saw the second "flesh and blood fireworks
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