In the rumbling darkness, a thunderbolt pierces the sky.
The blue, shining water Elara suddenly flutters in the storm, gripping the sharp sword in both hands and straightening the whole body. Looking from afar, the water Elara, who was now suspended in the air, seemed like a furious warrior, raising his long sword and about to slash down.
Kellen, who was already in front of Water Elara, looked stunned. What he saw was a face he had never seen before: there was no expression left on it, as dead as ashes, but with a faint blue glow. A pair of once lively and charming eyes, at this moment, all the charm was gone. In their place are a pair of dazzling deep blue pupils, like two blue crystals.
A familiar face suddenly flashed through Kellen's mind, a pair of equally blue pupils, yes, it was Shuishen!
Each time the episode of hypotension occurs, a pair of eyes suddenly turn blue, which is a sign of preconception. But at this moment Elara, not only her eyes, but even her face... Not on the little hand... And the obnoxious ring of the "ominous thing" was smeared with a shade of bright blue.
The long sword, which turned towards Elara's head, had suddenly gathered blue light, flickering with coldness. It seemed that the sword was already endowed with abundant spiritual magic and spiritual power, and was bound to be unstoppable.
"Could Elara have gone crazy all of a sudden? Without any practice, how could Elara be possessed?" Kellen couldn't figure it out, but still charged towards the water Elara resolutely. Even if she were to be reduced to ashes by that unstoppable sword, she would still save Elara! Save Elara!
The sword light had already begun to flicker, and all martial artists knew what that meant. Unconsciously drawing the long sword and protecting it in front of the chest, no one knows what will happen next. But one thing is clear: don't let this bewitched little fellow hurt yourself.
From a distance, Kellen has opened her arms as if trying to control the impending Elara. A flash of golden light lifted Kellen up into the high clouds in an instant. Looking closely, it turned out to be the strangely moving python!
"Clang!"
In an instant, a streak of blue sword energy that pierces through the sky strikes down into the air. The once majestic body of the Ankylosaurus suddenly split in two from the top of its head to its back and tail, and collapsed with a "rumble".
All the warriors fled in terror. The ankylosaurus, which had been hunted down with great effort, was split open by this little fellow with a single sword. What kind of divine power is this? If the sword had not landed on the Ankylosaurus but on any of the warriors, it would have been a sword that would have wiped them to ashes!
The terror and the curiosity were not extinguished. All the warriors are hiding far behind the rock, secretly watching what Elara's next move will be?
Far into the sky, rumbling thunder.
"Youdaoplaceholder0 whoosh --" the entire darkness was illuminated.
Water Elara, with rage in his eyes, swung his sword into the clouds. Pointing at a few virtual dots in the clouds, streaks of blue light flew out of the fingers and, in the dark curtain of the sea of clouds, pointed out several icicles piercing the sky!
With just a light touch on the icicles, the water Elara's sharp blade pierced through the clouds, and in an instant, a blue light more than ten feet long met the deep blue sky. As soon as the light appeared, it was like a blue waterfall pouring down from the sky.
Among the jade-like icicles, there are a few gentle turns and flashes, like the light figure of a blue spirit butterfly, graceful and ethereal, with extraordinary dust removal.
"Huo Huo" The cold light and the thunderous roar were in harmony with the lightning. Out of the blue, streaks of sky had already been illuminated.
One after another, the deep blue "waterfalls" poured down into the sky in the rainstorm, sprinkling on the rocks, the torrent and the faces of the warriors.
"Is it going to clear up?"
Amid the astonished and questioning gazes of the crowd, Elara's sharp blade suddenly dropped and flew. The blade's light pierced through the clouds in an instant, spreading out a deep blue sky more than ten feet wide.
The flying blade, like a whirling serrated wheel, freely spread the dawn sword light and flew straight into the deep, yellowish sky. Wherever the light of the sword went, it was invincible, and it cut out a clear and bright "road to the sky".
Just a quarter of an hour ago, Kellen and Shui Elara both turned six.
But at that very moment, what happened was so strange that there was no time to think much about it.
Finally, Elara touched the icicle lightly, and her tiny body, like a dancing butterfly, floated towards the "Heavenly Road", moving further and further away, gradually blurring into the sight of the warriors.
"What's wrong with her, her?" Kellen was stunned. She had never experienced such powerful and strange psychic powers in her life. At this moment, the little hand that was grasping the Nine Spirits' neck tightened.
"Just now it was the mutation of the spirit technique, but now it seems Elara has probably regained consciousness... This is a sudden change. Even I, who have practiced for a thousand years, have never seen it before! Anyway, catch up first!"
Kim, with a snake-like shadow, was already closely following Water Elara.
Watching the two figures rush towards the azure "Heavenly Road", Shui Huairen felt an itch in his heart, wondering if they had found a shortcut to the Heavenly Disaster Spirit Castle? With a leap, he shouted through the air:
"Brothers! Keep up!" In an instant, dozens of figures were submerged in the deep blue "sky road".
In the evening.
As the sun sets, its afterglow paints the corner of the western mountains red. The fiery glow of the sunset, surrounded by a golden edge, was unevenly scattered on the low peaks. The originally lush thickets of trees, under the glow of the sunset, turned pale yellow, as if they were about to fall asleep. The jungle was quiet, and a few low chirps of the nightingale brought out a symphony of insect sounds.
Such an interesting symphony, sometimes high and sometimes low, rising and falling, as if someone were really conducting with great interest, the tune was very rhythmic and melodic. Suddenly, the nightingale sang twice, and the cheerful chirping of insects came to an abrupt halt.
In the glow of the setting sun, deep in the forest, a not-so-large stupa castle has begun to be swallowed up by the moonlight hanging on the branches. At this moment, from a distance, the tall city tower began to take on a few shades of gloom. A few blue tower lamps, slowly lit up, once again illuminated the castle in the evening night with a faint glow.
At that moment, a group of people descended from the sky, and the leader was a little girl with blue eyes, who looked very cute. Right behind the little girl was a huge, sinuous yellow python, which, under the faint blue light of the lighthouse, was also bathed in a pale blue glow.
On the back of the yellow python was a bearded child, dyed pale blue in the blue glow, with a beaming face as if he had found a treasure of joy.
Following closely behind was a group of silver-armored men, looking stern and resolute under the light of the blue exploration. Like the faithful iron guards of the two lovely little guys ahead, they all descended from the sky in a heroic and neat formation.
They followed the two children slowly, treading on the creaking grass, towards the gate of the castle. On their wrists, strings of gleaming warrior bracelets rang out in unison with the sound of footsteps...
The nightingale followed behind the "Lang Lang" bracelet team and crept up quietly. There was no sign of being startled, and it sang merrily. The symphony of insect chirping, which had just come to an abrupt halt, played again, rising and falling, layer upon layer, as if it were holding a welcoming ceremony for the victorious return of the procession that came in the afterglow.
The night fell silent...