Chapter 143： : Write down the stars

The third floor of the town magic tower.

Except for the celestial demon Hanon huddled in the corner.

Several of its brothers who had been **** were not seen by the scum now.

But Chu He was not surprised at this, he had already thought of this result!

Compared with the power of the second layer of fire, the Thunder Territory is a huge difference.

The two sides are not at the same level.

It's fierce!

Hayong, the Heaven Demon who swallowed the Demon Orb, could only persist for five years, and he was already half disabled.

Its brothers, when the rain stopped more than ten years ago, they should have announced that they would not work!

Moreover, it can last for about six years. Thanks to the huge lightning subsidy given to them by Chu He, coupled with the mechanism of the Suppression Tower, when the devilish energy and evil energy on the body are squeezed, the force exerted on the opponent is only Will be relatively weakened.

Otherwise, let alone six years, it will not be easy to persist for four to five years under the extreme bombardment of this kind of thunder.

Twenty years have passed.

It's normal to become scum.

If there is more left, Chu He will be surprised instead.

"Pity!"

Chu He shook his head, feeling quite regretful.

Those demons are very well-behaved and sensible, and he still likes them quite a bit!

It's okay to listen to them telling stories, but it is also a kind of sentiment.

Chu He originally planned to teach them several musical instruments to play and sing.

"You are almost recovered!"

Chu He looked at the sky demon Ha Yong in the corner and exclaimed.

Heavenly Demon Hayong trembled and opened his eyes, the strange red dot spread, with infinite horror.

Its idea at the moment is.

Do you want to blew yourself up?

It hesitates, it struggles!

The devilish energy on his body is extremely unstable.

The magic flames floated out of the body and swayed unsteadily.

"Forget it! Let's rest for a few days!"

Chu River walked out of the town magic tower.

Now that he has broken the barrier, he doesn't need the Heaven Demon Hanyong to go up and be bombarded.

It is still reserved for the additional sign-in for the one hundred year period.

Unconsciously, he is now 226 years old, and he has signed in for one hundred and ninety-three years in Cangshuge.

In seven years, it will be another super sign-in.

But for Chu He now, he didn't have any special expectations.

He just broke through.

The current state of mind is a state of desirelessness.

Nothing special!

It is now in sage mode.

Very stable mind!

"This continent is drifting a bit fast!"

Chu He cast his eyes to the distance.

Just now he discovered when he realized that the entire continent was envelopedWelfare] Pay attention to the public.. [Book Friends Base Camp], read books every day and draw cash/points!

The whole continent was drifting very fast, and the rhythm was ten times that of the previous Terrans.

It's like losing control suddenly and the throttle is opened to its maximum.

Twenty years have passed, and now it has drifted a long way.

Fortunately, it didn't collide with anything big, and a natural disaster that was bigger than the world had never happened.

As for the occasional small collisions, it can be easily won by the size of this continent, and it will only produce some slight shaking.

That is to say, there are frequent earthquakes of more than 20 levels, or a flood that can submerge a place as large as the Xia territory, or a few volcanic eruptions, to help people like this.

It's all trivial.

Not a big problem!

"I don't know where it will eventually float!"

Standing under the willow tree, Chu River looked at the continent like a giant ship on the bow, smashing into the endless sea.

This scene is very shocking.

Even if Chu He saw it, he wanted to chant a poem improvisationally.

Especially now that he has just broken through, it feels very much.

Do it when he thinks of it, he floats in the air to refer to the pen.

A poem that is reckless in the world is portrayed in the void.

Sharp, vigorous, simple, and artistic conception, abruptly above it!

This contains a lot of Chu He's perception of the nature of this world.

This is his improvisational poem that he just broke through, with too much aftertaste.

One hundred thirty-six words.

Even if it is only one, if anyone can detonate it with the above power, he can kill the Great Sage.

And if you can comprehend the artistic conception, the road to sanctification will be smooth.

Every word in this poem is a murder weapon and a treasure!

The poems congealed in the void, like a star hanging across the sky.

At this moment, the sky of the Xia nationality territory.

blacken!

Stars in the sky!

No matter what they were doing, everyone looked up with shock!

Their minds seemed to be drawn to the galaxy and saw a giant ship sailing in it.

The shock of rampaging through the galaxy was like hitting their hearts directly, and could not be erased.

They spoke in unison, singing the meaning of poetry represented by the stars that day.

The sound is huge and neat.

The entire territory of the Xia nationality, as long as there are people, are reverberating.

Catchy, over and over again.

"That's how the words of sages and sages are! A random song can make the world shock and crazy!"

Chu He nodded, slightly satisfied.

From the performance point of view, his improvisational poems can be passed down forever.

"Xiu is Wushuang, he is proficient in poems, songs, and even playing and singing! The key talent is handsome!"

"What a perfect existence this is!"

Chu He sighed.

Then he reached out and pressed down.

The poems he portrayed and condensed fell from the sky, like a meteor falling into the world, scattered to all parts of the world.

The sky is clear again.

Everyone recovered from the shock, but their emotions were hard to calm for a long time.

"Lincheng's coercion disappeared!"

Then another incident was reported.

This was discovered by the masters of the Xia clan practicing under coercion!

The world is shaking.

If it were not for the Xia ancestors to preside over the overall situation, everyone would have to rush in with excitement.

People all over the world can't understand how good the place is!

They have been planting seeds outside for so many years, and although the output has increased, together, the quality is not as good as one year in Lincheng.

There is also his own practice.

When I leave Lin County, I don't have the feeling of being at ease.

Lin Jun is now a well-deserved holy land in the hearts of the Xia people.

Although occasionally convulsions.

But that can be ignored.

They can bear, those folk prescription pharmacies in Lincheng specialize in treating such sequelae.

This matter is bigger than the sudden emergence of stars in the sky.

"Brother Xiao Chu!"

Zhao Yuling and Lin Xueling brought the little **** with the fish tanks are the first to return to Lincheng!

When they came to the library, they all smiled when they saw Chu He drinking tea under a willow tree.

"Well, sit down! Let's talk!"

Chu He nodded and smiled back.

Take out a few teacups and fill them up with your own hands.

Xiao Wangba was the happiest, throwing the fish tank to the ground, and ran over in a hurry, hugged Chu He's feet and rubbed hard, squeaking with a sense of pleasure.

Chu He gave it a cup of tea and slipped it aside.

Xiao Wangba held the tea and drank two sips, still feeling awkward.

Turn out its green rag from the corner, put it on his head, and walk towards the willow tree.

It hasn't been seen for many years, and it desperately needs to remember the past.