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My Fury Will Burn The Heavens

By Yao Ye

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Everyone in the clothes chanting has retreated, and her eyes stare at Jiang Yidao: "Are you?"

Jiang Yi looked at Yi Chan indifferently, I don't know how to answer it. Yi Chan should have a special magical power to blur his identity. It is very likely that he is white, otherwise his eyes will not be so shiny, but he will not be stupid to admit, simply silent and not talking.

"Let him go in!"

The sound of a ceremonial sound was drawn over the cliff, and the group of guards squinted, all kneeling down, sinking and sipping: "Follow the life of the Buddha!"

Yi Chan looked at the north and saw that Jiang Yi did not speak. He waved: "Well, you can go in."

“Thank you Miss Yi Chen!”

Jiang Yi sighed with relief. It seems that the mysterious old man did not lie to him. The old man should have a relationship with the clothing family. It may also be the old offering of the clothing family. He arbitrarily arched his hand in the clothes, and flew toward the door of the air, and soon disappeared into the sight of everyone.

Yi Chan looked at the back of Jiang Yi, waiting for a while to fly toward the sky gate, the commander of the Tianjun peak also waved: "Close the ban!"

"Hey!"

Thousands of days of the king played the power, the shield shone white light, the door disappeared, the shield became a translucent color, and the surrounding was calm.

Who's that? Actually qualified to enter the cliff. "

"Yeah, this person should not be a child of a big family. Otherwise, Miss Yi will definitely know. This is a good means for the Buddha to speak."

"Tianjun is a heavy one. This strength is even worse than me. I can have this preferential treatment. People are more popular than people…"

A group of people outside talked a lot, many people did not disperse, waiting for everyone to come out from the cliff after three days, once again see the super style of the super family son.

……

"Om"

When Jiang Yiyi entered the gate, he felt the white light flashing, and the world in front of him changed a lot.

His eyes swept a little wrong, rumored that the middle of the painted cliff is a canyon, from the outside is also a mountain, and now he discovered that it is a rumor, the scene seen from the outside is also fake.

The front is indeed a mountain, but there is no gorge, only a wide cliff, the cliff is smooth, and it looks like a white paper hanging in the sky, like a huge picture hanging in the sky.

The cliff wall is at least ten miles long and reaches a hundred feet high. The top of the cliff has indeed painted a lot of huge scrolls with great magical powers. There is a pair in front of Jiang Yi, and the length and width are full of fifty feet. It is extremely magnificent and shocking.

"This is a stone carving. It should be carved directly with a sword. It has been so vivid for so many years. The Buddha means heaven."

Jiang Yi felt a sigh of relief. The gods swept around and found that the twelve people who came in, gathered together in threes and threes, staring at several paintings and not paying attention to him.

"Wu Fu!"

His eyes swept away from the left and right, and his eyes became cold. Of course, the murder in his eyes immediately converges, because he feels that the space behind him is micro-microwave, and a faint woman's fragrance is coming. He is very familiar with this scent, and it is the meditation.

"You have murderousness on your body, you want to kill Wurui, white clothes…Is it you?"

A voice heard in Jiang Yi’s mind, he blinked his eyes and did not look back at the clothes, and his heart sank. Apparel seems to have a strange magical power, or a natural inductive power, she can actually see the phantom magic.

"Can no longer be entangled with Yi Zen, Jiang Yi, this woman is a poisonous flower, it will make you robbed!"

Jiang Yi’s mind came up with a thought, and he quickly fell down. He slightly sideways his face and swept the sweeping clothes with the light. The cold voice said: "Miss Yi, you admit the wrong person."

"Xiu!"

Jiang Yi no longer talks with Yi Chan. He flies straight ahead and floats in the air to see a pair of sky paintings in front.

“Ewww.”

Jiang Yi's indifferent tone makes Yichan very uncomfortable. Whether Jiang Yi is white or not, she is not suitable. After all, the men around her are very respectful to her, and even the words are careful, for fear that the wrong words will make her unhappy, but Jiang Yi is so indifferent?

"Heng!"

The eyes of Yi Chan quickly cooled down. She screamed and turned to the far side and flew away. She never looked at Jiang Yi again. She was taller than the sky since she was a child. Jiang Yi is so against her, naturally makes her unhappy. .

Jiang Yi also did not pay attention to Yi Chan, suspended in the air and looked at the huge picture in front. His arrival finally caught the attention of nearby people. The sword and the young lady of the ancient family were nearby. The two of them looked at each other with suspicion, and they were slightly alert. However, after seeing that Yi Chan came in, they did not care, thinking that they were the children of the clothing family.

The knowledge of Wu Ruitu Long Yin Ruobing and others was quickly swept away, but they didn't care too much. Yi Chan followed, and everyone was more reassured. Yi Chan did not say anything. They naturally would not pay attention to it. There are only three days in it, and every minute is precious.

The sky painting that Jiang Yi saw was very simple. There was only one ancient tree, and a small monk sat under the tree with a donkey next to it. Although the painting was very large on this day, it was carved on the stone, but the painting technique was much more brilliant than Jiang Yi.

Between Jiang Yi and Jiang, they thought that the front was not a painting, but a real scene. He even felt that the little monk around him was looking at him.

"What kind of lines are there in this painting? Why can I feel the lines inside, but I can't sense the rhyme inside? ”

When Jiang Yi saw half an hour, there was always some feeling of faintness in her mind, but when she wanted to capture this feeling, she disappeared without a trace. Just like the wind, I can't see it, but I can feel it…

"Let's go!"

After watching an hour, Jiang Yi decided not to capture the lines in this painting, and decided to change places.

People can't hang on a tree. It's not the lower-order lines, but the strong upper-level lines. If it's easy to feel, the clothes house has long gone.

Ling Qijian Wufu Tulong and others are constantly changing places. Obviously they can't capture the rhyme inside, they can't understand it, so change other paintings to see if they can understand the lines inside.

The painting cliff is very quiet, the needle can be smelled, no one dares to mess in it, not to waste a second of time, quietly suspended in the air, far away from the fine sense of the sky painting.

One painting, two paintings…Six!

Six hours after the time passed, Jiang Yi changed six places, and Wu Rui and others changed seven or eight places, but everyone who came in did not have a trace of gains.

Everyone is changing places. Only Yi Chan stands quietly in front of the leftmost painting. There is a lot of fog in the beauty. It seems that something has bothered her.

The six paintings are completely different. Some are landscape paintings, some are portrait paintings, and some are battle scenes. All paintings are very high in level, making them immersive and dreamlike.

"What is Yi Chan looking at? Yeah

Jiang Yi’s knowledge wiped out and found that Yi Chan had not moved. Some curiosity swept away the sky painting in front of her. The gods swept through his eyes and suddenly became scary. The body was also excited and trembling, and the breathing became short. ups and downs.

Because, in the painting, three people were playing against each other. A monk dressed in a suit was fighting against an old man, and there was a beautiful girl watching the battle.

The girl is very beautiful, so beautiful that Jiang Yi’s eyes are fascinated, and that is exactly what his mother’s clothes are fluttering. The man who fought against the monk was the old man who went to Tianlei Island with his fluttering clothes.

"Xiu!"

Jiang Yi took a moment and his body immediately turned into a rainbow and flew toward the first sky painting.

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