Dark destroyer

Daruwang finally turned around and saw Sam Tso.

Daruwang's pupils reflected the figure of Sang Mucuo.

The white light on Sang Mucuo's body at this time was much dimmer, and it could be said that it was nothing.

The sacred and solemn Sang Mucuo no longer had the charm of his time at this time, and his face was pitch black, but his hands still carried a fairly bright white light, moving slowly in front of him.

"What is he going to do?" and he still wants to use the power of the last protective body of the Magic Seal to resist the approaching Qingmang?'

Daruwang's mind turned rapidly, and just as Daruwang wanted to confirm whether Sangmucuo's intention was like this, his neck had already begun to execute the follow-up instructions issued by his brain, and his neck slowly turned back.

'Oh my God, I've never been able to control my body like this. Daruwang felt a little mad.

When Daruwang's eyes saw the green mang again, the green mang was already approaching a lot, flying dirt, and the flying leaves were all cut into pieces in the green mang, so that Daruwang could see more clearly.

Facing the sharp Qingmang, thinking of Sangmucuo behind him, Daruwang struggled to control his body, chanted the incantation slowly, and then raised the blood sword in his hand and slowly slashed towards Qingmang.

When Daruwang made these movements, Saucer Xian was slowly floating backwards with his feet off the ground and his whole body, like a leaf or like a piece of cotton wool, drifting with the waves in the invisible undercurrent.

And where its form floated by, everything, the bluestone on the ground, the houses on the left and right, the trees, the grass, etc., collapsed and shattered in slow motion, and then flew away.

Daruwang slashed out his strength and slowly met Qingmang, and then the two forces collided, and then Daruwang felt his breathing stagnate, and then Daruwang felt a force crash into him.

The force was slow, but it couldn't be avoided, and then the whole person flew lightly off the ground.

His eyes flew on his back with the figure, and he couldn't help but look at the dark blue night sky, countless stars floating in the sky, the light was weak but brilliant.

Then Daruwang saw a flash of white light, and that white light seemed to be Daruwang's fantasy or maybe a meteor in the sky.

Before Daruwang could determine whether the white light was real or false, he felt a shock to his body, and the sluggish viscous air seemed to suddenly become much thinner, and his body suddenly became much lighter, but then he passed out in front of him.

As if a long, long time had passed, Daruwang slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was still a dark blue sky and shining stars.

Daruwang tried to move, but felt the pain all over his body, as if all his bones were shattered.

Daruwang breathed the air and tried to regulate his breathing, the effect of the pill he had swallowed was still there, and the strength in his body gradually recovered.

But the mana seemed to disappear, and Daruwang took a deep breath and wanted to use the mana, but he felt that the meridians in his body were in a mess.

Daruwang struggled to breathe in the air to regain his strength, while listening intently, paying attention to all the sounds around him.

It

was silent, quiet, and in Darouwang's ears, it seemed that there was only a sound of hot wind swimming slowly, and there was no other sound.

The

cold chill of the demon seemed to disappear at this time, and the scorching heat enveloped the surroundings again.

Daruwang lay on his back and looked at the night, not knowing the specific situation around him, and he didn't hear the sound of Sang Mucuo after listening carefully.

I couldn't help but shout in a hoarse voice with the strength I had just accumulated: "Sang Mu Cuo, Sang Mu Cuo." "

The

shouting was not loud, but in the silence the shouts scattered in all directions, but it seemed quite loud.

Daruwang's shouts drifted around, and soon fell silent.

Daruwang looked at the stars in the sky, but he couldn't get the answer he wanted, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little desolate.

'He also cast a second spell descending seal when he was injured, I'm afraid it ......'.

Although the Buddhists believe in the emptiness of the four major bodies, Daruwang still felt a tide wandering in his chest.

Daruwang took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions, silently reciting scriptures in his heart, and the ebb and flow tide gradually returned to calm.

Although the tide receded, the sad mood still haunted Darouwang's heart.

Daruwang was in severe pain and weakness, his meridians were disordered, his mana was gone, and he thought that Sang Mu Cuo should have died, and a state of despair rose in his heart.

Daruwang looked at the bright stars in the sky and lay still, as if waiting for the Buddha to open the door to Elysium for his disciple.

In the tranquility of the night, within Daruwang's line of sight, a snow-white pretty girl's face suddenly appeared, and her beautiful face lowered her head to look at Daruwang, her dark eyes seemed to have bright light floating, like stars shining in the sky.

This snow-white and pretty face appeared abruptly, and Daruwang did not hear any sound, and suddenly saw this beautiful face.

Daruwang was a little stunned, but he was very calm, as if this sudden appearance of his pretty face could not cause him any waves.

The beautiful girl's face looked at Daruwang quietly, and Daruwang also looked at the girl's beautiful face quietly.

Daruwang didn't know what he was thinking, and maybe he didn't think about anything at all. The two of them looked at each other quietly, maybe after a long time, or maybe it was very short, looking at Daruwang's snow-white and beautiful face, they suddenly smiled, and that smile was like a snow lotus blooming in the night sky, which made Daruwang's eyes light up.

But to Daruwang's surprise, the beautiful smile gradually faded, and the beautiful face seemed to gradually become transparent, and the stars in the sky and night actually reflected Daruwang's eyes through his beautiful face.

Daruwang opened his mouth in surprise and watched his beautiful face gradually disappear in the deep blue night.

Daruwang was amazed and thought, 'Could it be that this is the legendary goddess of the snow-capped mountains?'

Daruwang couldn't help but think of the ancient legends of Tibetan folklore.

According to Tibetan folklore, there is a goddess of extreme beauty on the snow-capped mountains of Tibet.

She is beautiful and kind-hearted, and whenever someone is trapped on the snowy mountain, the goddess of the snow-capped mountain will incarnate in various forms to help and rescue.

Therefore, the goddess of the snow-capped mountains has become a synonym for beauty, wisdom and kindness in the hearts of Tibetans. Many Tibetans believe in Buddhism and worship the goddess of the snow-capped mountains at home.

Daruwang was skeptical of the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, he had never seen them, but many Tibetans who had climbed the snow-capped mountains said they had seen them.

It is said that it is the goddess of beauty, wisdom and kindness who protects the Tibetans from climbing the snow-capped mountains safely.

Those vivid depictions made Daruwang yearn for it when he was young, but after traveling through the snow-capped mountains, he never saw the goddess of the snow-capped mountains.

As he grew older and devoted himself to Buddhism, he also pressed this youthful delusion into the deepest part of his heart.