Gate of God

The shadow has fallen and the war has begun.

But Yun Qingwu was just waiting, and did not issue any combat orders. Her face was sad, but she was not helpless.

The time passed quickly, the time of Yizhuxiang passed, half an hour passed, the sound of fighting rushed one after another, the screaming echoed in the ear.

The demon soldiers fell one by one underground.

There was a fearful expression on their faces, but no one asked for help. From beginning to end, none of the magic soldiers shouted for help.

There is no magic soldier to blame Yun Qingwu for not opening the command.

The dark shadow was spreading across the demon soldiers. The cold sword was as daunting as the sickle of death. Countless demon soldiers fell to the ground and their blood stained the ground.

Nearly one hundred demons and their deputies were clenching their teeth and resisting the staggered black shadows. Their bodies shone with different colors of glory, and the magic eyes on their foreheads and the stars in the sky reflected each other.

At night, it seems to be no longer that dark.

In the sky, a whitening rose slowly, and that was the dawn of dawn.

This night passed slowly, and countless lives disappeared on this night, but this night also passed very quickly, because, when the eyes are closed, you have already arrived in another world.

The walls of the iron hill tribe are strangely quiet.

Countless eyes looked at the demon soldiers intertwined with the shadows on the battlefield. They didn't speak. They just watched quietly, waiting.

It's like the white figure waiting in the night breeze on the battlefield.

It was a white long dress, and the wind blew the white long dress, making a slight noise, like a blooming white lotus flower, so dazzling in the dark night, dark shadows, dark shadow armor .

And at this time.

A ray of light lit up not far from Yun Qingwu.

It was a blue light, blue like the sky, so pure.

In the light, a sky-blue robe agitated and made a grunt, a wrinkled face raised his head, looking at the slightly white sky.

On that face, there is a pair of eyes like a black hole.

In addition, there is a character above the eyes, a character carved on the forehead, a very simple character, but it gives a strange feeling.

Just like that character contains everything in the world.

And now...

This character is slowly changing.

A little light condenses around that character, and as those lights condense, the characters begin to become more and more complex.

That is a new life.

Rebirth from scratch, from simple to complex.

Countless lights converged on that character, shining more and more brightly.

It seems that that is everything.

Changes in everything.

Or a reincarnation from life to death, from death to life.

As the characters continue to change, the light also gets brighter and brighter...

...

The silence on the Iron Hill tribe was broken at this time.

Countless pairs of eyes moved from the shadow to the bright light, and there was a great shock in each eye.

"setting sun!"

"Could it be that he was..."

"This is impossible!"

Sounds sounded one by one, and each sound revealed an emotion that could not be described by words. It was an extremely complex emotion.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a huge buzzing sound also suddenly sounded, which seemed to be a low whisper between heaven and earth, or a kind of trembling wave.

And at the same time.

A ray of light also lit up.

It was a golden light, and the golden light that emerged from the pure blue was bright and dazzling, illuminating the whole sky almost completely.

"Master!" Yun Qingwu's voice sounded at this time.

When the shadow fell from the sky, she didn't speak. When countless demons died on the ground, she also didn't speak.

But when the golden light was on, she spoke.

only……

She only spoke two words.

master.

While these two words were spoken, two drops of crystal-like tears also slipped from Yun Qingwu's eyes, slowly following the beautiful face and falling to the ground.

The blood had already stained the ground.

Yun Qingwu’s tears were of course impossible to splash water on the ground. After the two drops of tears fell to the ground, they were slowly buried by dust and blood.

Silently.

But the sun has slowly turned around.

The eyes looking up at the sky slowly looked at Yun Qingwu, and a pair of empty eyes looked at Yun Qingwu in this way. There was no glory there.

but……

There is silent language in it.

It's like the intricately complex golden character on the forehead of the canyon.

From simple to complex.

It changes silently, but it is a new life, and in this new life, it seems to be talking about a past, or talking about a voice.

"Good apprentice!" Canyang said, his voice also hoarse, and so feeble.

However, all the demon races and demon soldiers in the fierce battle have their eyes turned to the sun, even if it is just a quick glance in the general.

because……

They are very clear.

Although Yun Qingwu has always been known as a master to Canyang, but Can Yang has always been called Yun Qingwu, not just a child.

Apprentice.

This word is almost always a word in the mouth of any master.

But the Cannon was never called out.

Even at the moment when Yun Qingwu knelt down to appease the teacher, Canyang did not call Yun Qingwu with this title, he just called Yun Qingwu's name affectionately.

But now, the canyon is called.

It took more than ten years for Canyang to call out this ordinary name.

His voice is not loud.

However, it drowned out all the fighting sounds in the battlefield, just like a father's soft call in the ear of his daughter, shaking all the souls.

At a certain moment, everyone has an illusion, that is, the illusion of finding tranquility in a noisy, as if the sound of the fighting in the ear suddenly disappeared.

Yun Qingwu didn't speak, but the tears in her eyes slipped again.

Pingyang's face was still full of anger and eagerness.

However, at this moment, the anger and eagerness on her face also disappeared, and all that remained was shock and worry, a kind of worry that originated from the heart.

The clear water-like eyes looked at the afterglow like this, the tender lips opened slowly, and there was a slight tremor, which was a fear.

A fear that has never appeared in Pingyang.

Chi Guyan's hand has long been released.

She didn't go to restrain Yun Qingwu anymore. In fact, after her eyes saw the golden light shining on the forehead of Canyang, her hands were released.

This is a very unwise move.

but……

She did.

Afterglow's footsteps began to move slowly, step by step toward Yun Qingwu.

He walked very slowly.

It seems even a bit difficult. The thin figure seems to be blown down by the wind at any time, stepping on the soil step by step, making a rustling sound.

But at this moment.

But no one stopped him, even Chi Chiyan.

Chi Guyan didn't stop Canyang, she just slowly stepped back, and then stood quietly beside Pingyang, letting Canyang get closer step by step.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, and air seems to stand still at this moment.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Canyang came to Yun Qingwu's side.

The thin arm was slowly raised and fell on top of Yun Qingwu's head. Slowly, he touched Yun Qingwu's dark and beautiful hair, just like a father, taking care of her daughter's hair.

The golden light shone on the forehead of the setting sun.

The blue that had originally covered the sun is gone, and there is no brilliance on the sky blue robe, which also makes the golden light on his forehead more dazzling.

"Take them back." Can Yang's voice softly told, empty eyes staring at Yun Qingwu in front of him, with a deep expression of sadness in his expression.

Yun Qingwu also looked at Canyang, with tears in her phoenix eyes. She didn't answer, but just bit her lips tightly, letting the tears slide down.

"If you can really look at you... it's fine..." The look of the Canary Sun is a bit lonely, like the last glory of the sunset.

Yun Qingwu still did not speak.

However, her body was trembling uncontrollably, her lips were bitten, and a trace of bright red blood was slowly leaving the corner of her mouth.

"Call me master again." Can Yang's hand gently trimmed Li Yun's hair and smoothed the wind-blown hair again.

"Master...Master!" Yun Qingwu looked at the wrinkled face in front of her, because her body trembling violently made her voice choked.

"Well, good disciple, good disciple!" Can Yang nodded.

He kept muttering in his mouth, feeling like he was reading the most reluctant words in the world, and at the same time, his body also stood up slowly.

The original ricket's body slowly straightened.

"Click click!" The voice sounded from the body of Can Yang, just like the bones of the whole body shattered. Or, it was a voice of new bones.

At the same time, the wrinkled skin on Can-Yang's face also began to crack slowly.

In short...

Pieces of white skin fell from his face.

And the weird thing is.

When those skins fell, there was no bright red flesh in them. Some were just a new layer of skin, which was bright and bright.

Skin like a newborn baby.

As the skin on the face slowly unfolded, Canyang's arms began to grow thicker, and his thin palms broke through the wrinkled skin on it.

Strong muscles began to show.

The sound of "click and click!" filled the sky.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on Canyang.

On the Iron Hill tribe.

As Yuan Yuanguo and Qing Qing watched the changes in Can Yang, they clenched their fists, but there was no movement.

Shan Ling and several chiefs are also looking at Canyang. They have no movements like Xing Yuanguo, but their faces reveal a deep panic.

As a warrior in the southern region.

They rarely fear a thing.

Even if they saw the moment when hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers were approaching the city, even when the sun appeared, they still did not retreat.

But now...

In their eyes was a fear, a fear that emanated from within.

Nangong Hao's eyes have been opened.

In fact, when the bright golden light was on, his eyes were already open, which was different from Shan Ling's fear, and some of his eyes were respect.

A respect that also comes from the heart.

The eyes of nearly one hundred thousand demon soldiers are also looking at the canyon, looking at the gradually young face, and the still empty eyes.

at last……

The sound disappeared.

And with the disappearance, there was that thin figure.

At this moment, in front of Yun Qingwu, was standing a young man with an extremely young face, a cold face, and thin lips.

His figure looked a bit thin, but his muscles were very strong.

This is a weird scene.

What's even more weird is that this young man also has silver-white hair.

He is the sun.

The fresh sun.

Because, there is still a character on his forehead, a very complicated character, and there is a golden light on the character.

Of course, his eyes are still empty, almost empty.

And now, the empty eyes staring at the sky quietly, the thin lips opened and closed gently, and with the opening and closing of the lips, the glittering golden light was constantly magnifying between his foreheads.

That is the most brilliant brilliance in the world, that is the brilliance that illuminates the entire sky.

next moment.

A beam of light was on.

It was a beam of light directly to the forehead of the residual sun.

high speed.

It was so fast that it was impossible to tell whether the beam of light rose from the ground or fell from the sky.

And then, the golden beam of light burst violently, just like the golden rainstorm falling down from the sky. This is the same rainstorm as the original black rain.

the difference is.

This is a rainstorm that is completely composed of golden light.

A little golden light flickered across the sky, completely blocking the stars in the night sky, and finally formed a layer of golden light curtains that fell from the top down to the ground.

The black shadows that were originally intertwined with the demon soldiers all raised their heads at this moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~The black shadows looked at the falling golden light curtain, as if they were completely attracted by the brilliance of the golden light curtain , Standing quietly one by one.

That seems to be a kind of ablation.

It's like melting snow and ice when they see the sun.

However, this kind of ablation is obviously faster than ice and snow.

When the golden mask completely fell, the body of the black shadow began to slowly become blurred, and finally, it became extremely transparent, transparent to almost completely disappear.

At the same time, the sun that had originally stood on the ground disappeared, and a figure rose into the sky, shooting the sky with a bright golden light.

Only a white figure flashing tears was left on the ground.

"master!"

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