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In theory, if you encounter the same difficulties as the predecessors, it will naturally be easier to follow the path of the predecessors.
However, before the Dragon God opened the sky, many races of alien beasts were trapped by chaos, but only the Dragon God successfully opened the sky. The difficulty of this road can be understood simply by thinking about it, which is almost equivalent to being impossible to replicate.
However, now that he is at a loss, and every moment of stagnation is equal to another danger, Luo Jiujiang tries to split the chaos.
The result was naturally an unexpected failure.
Who can blow the air away with his own breath? And who can drown the sea with water drops? Two things of the same origin, even if they meet, will only merge, rather than wear away each other.
Chaos still exists so mediocrely and inconspicuously, making Luo Jiujiang feel like falling into cotton with several knives. Luo Jiujiang's split qiong knife can even tear a hole in the dead, but when used in chaos, except for the breeze that makes his skin feel cool, Luo Jiujiang's knife can't cut anything.
It seems that if we insist on brute force cracking, then things can only reach a deadlock.
? If the front is not good, I wonder if it is possible to avoid the edge?
Luo Jiujiang's eyes flashed, and he found a direction in the pure darkness.
According to the clues provided to him by the essence of the five elements, the size of this chaos is only about as long as the length of the dragon god's claw. Even if the dragon god stands tall, has a tall stature, and the length of the claws is long enough for him to turn somersaults, it's not like he can't break free after counting his heartbeat for nearly a thousand times.
? Is this chaos blinding his discernment and perception, or
Extremely suddenly and strangely, Luo Jiujiang's mind suddenly appeared the scene of the golden mouse continuously stepping on the rolling ball, but at this moment, the chaos is the rolling ball, and the guy who was turned around was replaced by himself .
Luo Jiujiang swore with all his heart that if he was lucky enough to get out of trouble this time, he would promise not to secretly play with the armillary sphere on the master's desk after returning home.
Now Luo Jiujiang can't fight, he can't run, he really has no way to go down. If this chaos is a little more conscious, Bao Buqi is just like Luo Jiujiang watching the hamster ball, and he is also watching Luo Jiujiang's jokes with cold eyes.
Luo Jiujiang's breathing became chaotic for a moment, and then he was slowly suppressed back to the original frequency.
If all the rules here are completely messed up, his cultivation will have almost no effect, his eyesight will be deprived, his hearing will be weakened, and his perception will be silently cut off. Even his knife, which he holds in his hand, looks like a Chengxue, who has turned into one, has nothing to do at this time, so what is left of Luo Jiujiang?
In the darkness, Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered a conversation he had with Feng Xue in the past.
In those years of fighting side by side in the dead land, in that white snow field, in that memory mixed with blood and the purest friendship, Feng Xue once asked such a question one day.
At that time, she suffered from hunger from time to time, and she was almost mistaken for half-crazy just by looking at her appearance. Her voice was thin and thin, not like asking Luo Jiujiang, but almost muttering to herself.
She said: "From the past to the present, I have witnessed the joys and sorrows of countless people around me, and the birth and death of many passers-by. My thoughts and environment have been completely overturned. When I look in the mirror, I can't even recall the past five years. What was your previous self like¡ªat this moment, how can you be sure that you are still yourself?"
"A ship, from the first voyage to the end of its life, if all the boards on it are replaced back and forth, do you think this ship is still the original ship?"
Hearing the words, Luo Jiujiang paddled on the snow twice casually, drew a small sailboat with a round head and a round brain, and came out, and answered Feng Xue's question in a serious enough tone: "These are actually two questions-is the boat or is it the one?" I don't know about the boat, but I know I must still be myself."
Feng Xue said softly: "What? Why?"
Luo Jiujiang said without hesitation: "Just rely on my heart."
At that time, they had no plan on how to leave the dead place. At the end of the world, there was only the vast white snow, which seemed to be covered with heavy haze like an uncertain future. Xie Chuncan and Feng Xue, who were silent in the cave, were like lone wolves or trapped beasts, with the same sadness and sternness in their hearts, rudely equating countless unworkable endings with death.
However, Luo Jiujiang has always been firm like a stone, and vigorous like a cluster of flames. From the beginning to the end, he never gave up on life for a moment.
? At the age of 14, Luo Jiujiang lost all contact with his close friends, family and master, and now at the age of 17, Luo Jiujiang can no longer hold any reliance on strength, inspiration and talent. The white dead land and the black Ruo Abi's chaos?People from Suzaku Realm can also come over. "
Feng Xue: ""
Seriously, what does it mean to have a heart like iron? Isn't this a living example? If she was really someone from the Vermillion Bird Realm, or a team from the Spirit Snake Realm, she would have to lament that she had been entrusted to no one for the past three years.
"Okay, I'll tell you when I meet you." Feng Xue agreed, but she still didn't deviate from the topic: "Where's Jiujiang?"
Han Qianling didn't hide it from her, and when she heard her question, he raised his chin straight ahead, motioning her to look over: "Jiujiang is right there."
"What?" Feng Xue looked back and forth twice in bewilderment, but still couldn't see anything, "There is a flat river here, do you mean there is an underground palace underneath?"
Sitting quietly on the ground, Han Qianling calmly corrected Feng Xue's opinion: "Miss Feng Xue is wrong, there is a mountain here."
"Huh?" Feng Xue repeatedly looked between Han Qianling and the plain a few times, thinking that Han Qianling had learned to joke with outsiders for the first time, or I was probably blind.
However, Han Qianling didn't give her a chance to ask the second sentence.
Because the next moment, Han Qianling had already risen from the ground, and the silence and calm on his face just now were completely broken by shock and anger. In the blink of an eye, Han Qianling had drawn his sword in his hand, and the cold light of the sword pointed straight forward. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dark Chen Cang?"
"How is this?"
Before Feng Xue could finish her question, Han Qianling had already slashed out with a sword without saying a word. His sword was so powerful that it seemed to be filled with the fury of thunder. With the sound of rolling rocks, a hill that was originally round like a sphere has been neatly cut in half by him!
Feng Xue stared dumbfounded at the hill that suddenly appeared in front of her.
It is not only round like a coconut, but also hollow in the mountainside, and it looks more like a coconut after being cut open. This shape and association made Feng Xue swallow her saliva inappropriately. Just as she was subconsciously looking for Luo Jiujiang's whereabouts from inside, Han Qianling had already jumped into the open mountainside.
Unlike Feng Xueren who was at a loss when he was outside the matter, Han Qianling was extremely purposeful, and caught the remaining breath in the blink of an eye.
"Chaos." He whispered these two words.
"Thousands of years have passed, the essence of the five elements should also give birth to wisdom It was still full of chaos when it fell, I was negligent."
Han Qianling clenched his fist violently, and the chaotic breath slipped away from his palm like a fish, but he didn't know it. Feng Xue was still confused behind him, but she also smelled an ominous and dangerous aura with her gluttonous instinct. Sure enough, the next moment, Han Qianling's figure disappeared and then gathered together, and he was more than ten feet away when he reappeared.
Based on his consistent observance of secular red tape when pretending, it is obviously extremely rude to leave without saying hello.
However, Han Qianling ignored it.
Seeing his hurried back, not only Feng Xue, but even Xiao Ren beside her can guess: there must be something important happening on Luo Jiujiang's side.
"It seems that I don't need to tell my teammates that they can come to Han Qianling if they have something to do." Feng Xue shook her head while talking to herself, she walked to the mountainside that was cut into two pieces, and took a look inside.
"Did Jiujiang stay in this kind of place before?" Feng Xue murmured, "Does he want to be Momotaro or Monkey King?"
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