"Holy Thief!"

Zhang Wudao and the old carpenter were shocked at the same time.

Xu Qingfeng hunched over, his eyes firm, and he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"Stealing the Holy Order!"

Three simple words, but they seem to possess supreme power.

No matter how worried Zhang Wudao and the old carpenter were, they continued to carve the martial arts body solemnly at this moment.

Outside the practice room.

The sky and the earth were silent, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that even the three hundred thousand Snow Dragon Cavalrymen were suffocated.

"That's all, there are two opportunities in the world, and one point is missing. Lord Dao, we'll let it go, there's no need to give it away!"

The bell bearer suddenly laughed, breaking the silence of heaven and earth.

"Do you really think that I, Dong'er, will die under heaven's punishment?"

Chen Daojun's eyes were full of unwillingness, and his scarlet eyes stared at the person behind the bell.

The bell-bearer's smile stopped, and then he said coldly: "Master Tao, you are the strongest in the world, but don't be arrogant! Heaven has rules, and Tao has laws. No matter how strong you are, you are still not strong enough to defy heaven and go against the Tao.

, Crazy Chen Dong faces divine punishment, do you think he has a chance to survive?"

"It's a blessing to have a mutilated corpse left. I'm just afraid...it will be struck by the thunder of punishment from heaven and the bones will be gone and turned into ashes!"

Say it.

The morning bells, evening drums, and tomb guards all pumped up their energy and rushed towards the outside of Zhenjiang City like lightning.

"Stop them!"

Huo Zhenxiao gave the order and immediately waved the silver dragon spear and rushed towards the drummer.

"Zhenxiao, let them go!"

Chen Daojun stopped sternly: "There is no need to tangle with these clowns who are afraid of nature and law."

There was a pause.

Chen Daojun said in a deep voice: "Three hundred thousand snow dragon cavalry troops came out of the city to search for the place where heaven's punishment will come. They want to see people in life and corpses in death!"

The words are sharp and the chill is surging.

Huo Zhenxiao's body trembled and he looked at Chen Daojun in surprise.

The words of the clock-bearer are sarcastic and arrogant, but they are telling an objective fact.

Under the punishment of heaven, can those who provoke it really survive? No, can they leave their whole bodies behind?

But it was only a moment of surprise, as Chen Dong and Huo Zhenxiao were equally dissatisfied!

"There should be a miracle!"

Huo Zhenxiao raised his head and took a deep breath, then shouted an order.

…

A violent storm.

This has always been the main theme of the cold weather in the Northern Territory.

Everything disappeared.

As the electric light that filled the sky disappeared, the horizon in the distance finally gradually turned white.

The sun shines on the earth and shines through the refraction of snow.

Only in this ice and snow, there is a blank space like a scar, greedily absorbing the sunshine.

Gu Cangyue ran away with Mrs. Gu.

Lin Shichong fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wu Song was also punished by heaven and was destroyed by ashes.

The world is quiet, only the wind is crying and howling.

But in this snow-free open space, a piece of yellow cloth, covered with cocoons of talismans, stood majestically.

for a long time.

Tsk!

A big hand stained with blood suddenly tore the yellow cloth, exposed it to the air, and moved slowly and stiffly.

This process lasted about three seconds.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the large cocoon formed by the yellow cloth exploded, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Under the morning sun.

Chen Dong knelt on the ground, motionless.

Perhaps he had been trapped for too long, causing his whole body to become stiff.

First move your hands, then slowly move your feet.

Gradually, his empty and dim eyes finally began to focus.

At this moment, Chen Dong was kneeling under the rising sun, covered in blood, and his clothes were in tatters. He was in a state of embarrassment!

After the eyes regain focus.

He slowly raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the dazzling morning sun.

The strange thing is that both his eyes and face are covered with a layer of confusion.

"who I am?"

A hoarse murmur came from Chen Dong's mouth, as if countless gravels were rubbing against his throat.

pain!

Severe pain all over my body!

It was as if he had experienced a knife and an axe, every inch of skin and flesh was burning, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Wu Song exhausted his life and used ancient witchcraft to deflect all the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment to the ancient lady, forcing Gu Cangyue to use the cauldron to resist the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment.

But the punishment from heaven was terrifying. Even at the most critical moment, Wu Song tightly wrapped Chen Dong in yellow cloth and talismans, but the impact on Chen Dong was still not small.

What's more important is that Chen Dong murmured at this time.

If anyone is present, they will definitely sit on the wax on the spot.

Is this...amnesia?

"Who am I?"

Chen Dong raised his hands and covered his head.

Compared with the severe pain that was burning and tearing all over his body, the severe pain that seemed to explode completely in his mind when he recalled it at this moment made him even more miserable.

No matter how I recall it, my mind is always blank.

But the pain is rapidly enlarging!

"ah!"

Chen Dong screamed miserably and fell to the ground with a bang. His whole body was twitching. While screaming in his mouth, he was breathing heavily and violently in his nose.

As he covered his head and rolled on the ground, wounds continued to burst all over his body, and blood flowed gurglingly.

The ground was quickly soaked with blood.

This scene can be called horrific and tragic.

Within a few breaths, Chen Dong's body was covered in blood and he became a bloody man.

"It hurts, it hurts... Who am I?"

The cruel roar echoed throughout the world.

The indescribable pain in his mind made Chen Dong instinctively restrain himself from thinking about memories.

Gradually, the severe pain slowly disappeared.

But this brief torture used up all the strength of Chen Dong, who was already weak and seriously injured.

He was lying flat on the ground, his whole body was trembling with stress, and he was out of breath.

He forgot who he was!

But what lies before us is a life or death decision!

After slowing down for a few seconds, Chen Dongqiang pushed himself to stand up. Every movement was slow and accompanied by tremors all over his body.

The body that had been ravaged by the thunder now seemed like a piece of charcoal that had not yet been burned and cracked.
To be continued...