Thunder roared on the Vermilion Bird Avenue.
The Abbey Dean and Ning Que's fists and palms collided.
Countless auras burst out from their bodies and shot out in all directions. Wherever they touched, bricks and stones were destroyed, beams and trees were broken, and houses along the street collapsed.
An unimaginable majestic power smashed into the Abbey Dean's palm from Ning Que's fist.
He was like a bridge that connected Chang 'an City and the Abbey Dean. The violent Qi of Heaven and Earth rushed out from his bones and flesh, putting him under a great burden.
He was suffering. His joints cracked, his eyelashes were slightly burnt, and his body trembled violently. Blood kept flowing out from his lips and fell on the snow.
But he was smiling.
The Abbey Dean's palm had three broken fingers, which were as clean as jade. At this moment, the fingers suddenly burst and blood seeped out. Then, three streams of blood shot out and fell on the snow.
The smile on his face froze, but it did not fade away.
A snowflake floated in front of his eyes and swept past his eyelashes.
The color of his pupils gradually faded.
Or in other words, the color of the snowflake began to darken.
It was gray.
The Abbey Dean's eyes turned gray, like the haze above the abyss. This was the second time that his eyes turned gray today. It was the second time that he used the secret method of Haotian Taoism: Gray Eyes.
The secret method of Haotian Taoism, the Gray Eyes, was specially used to suck the Psyche Power and spirit of cultivators. It was very evil and horrible.
Prince Long Qing learned this method from the "Sha" Handscroll of the Tomes of Arcane, and then absorbed the peerless power of the Halfman Taoist. That was how he became a powerhouse in the Wilderness from a useless person.
The Abbey Dean's Gray Eyes were tens of thousands of times more powerful than Long Qing's. Facing his gray eyes, which were like the bottom of a dry well, even someone as strong as Yu Lian felt angry and scared.
What could Ning Que do?
He felt the horrible sucking power like a black vortex on the Abbey Dean and the wind blowing on his cheeks. His expression did not change, and he was calm as usual.
He did nothing, because the Abbey Dean's Gray Eyes did not affect him at all. Both the Psyche Power in his sense of perception and the Great Spirit in his chest stayed where they were.
The Abbey Dean could not take away any aura from him, not even the smell.
The Abbey Dean raised his eyebrows.
Ning Que took a deep breath and his chest puffed up like a war flag being blown by the strong wind.
The cold wind and snow in front of him were all sucked into his lungs.
The blood that spurted out from the Abbey Dean's severed finger turned into a bloody mist and was sucked into his mouth.
There were some blood stains on the corner of his lips. Apart from his own, the rest belonged to the Abbey Dean.
This scene looked very strange.
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Ning Que knew that he was no match for the Abbey Dean, even if he had Chang 'an behind him. From the very beginning, he never expected to defeat his opponent. He only hoped that he could fix the Array of the Astonished Gods.
That was why he was spotted by the Abbey Dean even though he was walking on the street. That was why he waved his blade and cut the talismans on the snowy street. He fought from afar and only wanted to keep the enemy more than ten miles away.
All these signs clearly showed his fear, which could not escape the Abbey Dean's eyes. Therefore, the Abbey Dean smiled calmly and approached him step by step.
In fact, this was exactly what Ning Que needed.
In a large-scale battle with the city of Heaven and Earth as the battlefield, he could not find any chance to defeat the Abbey Dean. On the contrary, if he was close enough, he might find a glimmer of hope in despair.
Because he was good at close combat. After joining the Devil, his body was as hard as stone and he had terrifying strength. Most importantly, he had the array eye pestle in his hand. In the morning, he saw the battle between the Abbey Dean and Third Sister by the Yanming Lake.
The Gray Eyes was a secret skill of Haotian Taoism. But Ning Que knew this skill very well because he had fought with Long Qing outside the Red Lotus Temple. The Gray Eyes came from the Practice of Taotie of the Devil's Doctrine.
The Practice of Taotie had been lost for a long time. After Lotus died, there was only one person in the world who could use the Practice of Taotie. That was Ning Que. And only Ye Hongyu and Sangsang knew about it.
So he had been giving the Abbey Dean a chance to get close. He was waiting for him to get close.
Looking at the Abbey Dean calmly walking toward him, he was nervous and expectant.
Seeing the Abbey Dean's eyes turn gray, he became excited and happy.
The Gray Eyes had no effect on him. His Tao Tie began to be released. Like the greedy monster in the legend, it desperately swallowed everything in front of it.
The cold wind filled with snowflakes and the mist of blood entered his mouth.
At this moment, he seemed to have become a flesh-eating beast, sucking the Abbey Dean's blood and Psyche Power and spirit desperately. He even forgot to breathe.
A faint red passageway appeared between him and the Abbey Dean. The Abbey Dean's abundant Psyche Power and spiritual aura quickly disappeared through the passageway and entered his body.
Ning Que's face was flushed, like a drunken man or the morning glow.
His eyes were as bright as a golden pond, which was about to swallow the figure of the Abbey Dean.
He clearly felt that a pure and clean aura, like water, kept flowing into his Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow, cleansing his body.
He knew that was the most essential aura of the Abbey Dean.
The Practice of Taotie was far more powerful than the Gray Eyes. Once it was used, it was almost irreversible.
Ning Que looked at the Abbey Dean, who was close at hand, and smiled.
It seemed that he was about to usher in an impossible victory.
However, in the next moment, his smile stiffened.
Because the Abbey Dean was still smiling.
The Abbey Dean's spirit and Psyche Power were disappearing at a terrifying speed, but he was still smiling.
His eyes were no longer gray, but as calm as a lake, with a hint of mockery.
His smile was still calm, as if he knew all the changes in the world.
Ning Que suddenly felt that the water-like aura … turned into ice.
It was not just a psychological change, but something that actually happened in the objective reality.
The aura that washed his Snow Mountain, Ocean of Qi, and bone marrow like clear water suddenly turned into ice. Now it turned into countless ice shards and snowflakes, covering every part of his body.
It was not because of the Practice of Taotie that the Abbey Dean's aura changed.
It was because another aura of the Abbey Dean was swallowed into his body.
It was an aura of absolute Quietus.
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Heat was a kind of movement.
Coldness was the reduction of the intensity of movement.
Quietus would bring absolute coldness.
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Looking at the Abbey Dean, Ning Que knew that he was wrong.
Any fighting awareness was meaningless in front of a huge gap in strength. Even if he used Taotie to fight back the Gray Eyes, he could not fight back as long as the Abbey Dean gave him a wisp of Quietus above the Five States.
His body suddenly became stiff and cold, and he could not move.
The snow fell on his face, as if it would never melt.
His sense of perception began to freeze.
His body and mind became a cold and dead world.
He was connected with Chang 'an, but he still could not break this world of Quietus.
Even the whole Chang 'an City began to freeze.
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(I was on the way today. I took a plane to a train and arrived in Hangzhou at night. I wrote this chapter last night. I hope the journey is smooth and not too tiring.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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