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Just when everyone was amazed, they saw the rolling lead clouds in the middle of the air, and suddenly a little black air flow emerged strangely, and these black air currents swirled around the sky, as if they had spiritual intelligence, and it was also as if the ghost was about to suddenly appear.

These black gases lingered in the sky for a while, and suddenly seemed to have discovered Xiao Huiming's location, and in an instant, in all directions, waves of black qi gathered together, wrapping the thick lead clouds layer by layer.

After a while, I saw that the sky that was originally just a miserable white sky, suddenly the wind and clouds suddenly appeared, and the black gas was filled, and the lead cloud that was originally just a dark cloud was gradually pitch black as ink at this moment, and gradually expanded, as if to completely swallow up the entire world with this ghostly black gas.

The thousands of chains that had been broken suddenly began to poke their heads out slowly, and began to slope down like a curtain of rain, some of them swooped down towards the figures who had broken free from their restraints and had suspicious looks on their faces, trying to regain control of them, and the other half began to gradually gather together, as if to form an extremely thick giant iron chain.

"Hmph, what other tricks are you going to play?"

Xiao Huiming's body stood upright on the Yingying jade inkstone in mid-air, and with a cold snort, a more dazzling light suddenly flashed out above his body, and on his small body, a protective light curtain up to an inch thick was formed, which was printed with the dark green circle of light that was wrapped around the body before.

The brown leopard wolf pen also began to gradually change a little at this time, and on the pen body, there was a golden "extinguish" word looming.

"Break it for me—"

A loud shout suddenly came out of Xiao Huiming's mouth, and the voice was extremely loud and confident.

"Brush-brush-"

Seeing the speed of his right arm wheel, every time he swung his paintbrush, there was a thick arc of golden light, and in an instant, dozens of golden arcs swept out, just like dozens of long golden scimitars, heading straight for the increasingly large pitch-black clouds.

When the golden scimitars landed one by one on the cloud of black gas that filled half of the sky, the strange thing was that there was no expected sound of a huge explosion, but there was silence for a while, as if time had frozen.

I saw the pitch-black eagle claw iron chains that rushed towards the earth one by one, the figures that had just escaped their shackles seemed to be suddenly frozen, and suddenly froze in the air, and no longer moved an inch forward, but began to emit a trace of white gas little by little.

As the wisp of white gas came out, I saw the chains of eagle claws, as if the snow met the sun, and began to melt little by little, from black to white, and gradually became finer and thinner.

Looking at the figures on the earth that were freed from the shackles, they had already begun to gradually fade, one by one, with a smile on their faces that had been reborn after the catastrophe, and then slowly disappeared into nothingness.

"Brush-brush-"

I saw that Xiao Huiming's hand still didn't stop, his right hand clenched the leopard wolf brush that glowed with golden light, and kept waving in the air, every time he waved, a golden arc of light burst away, and in an instant, there were more than a dozen golden scimitar-like arcs of light whistling away.

Suddenly, the scene changed dramatically, and I saw that the remaining thousands of eagle talon chains, like the snow melting, began to gradually turn from pitch black to white, and then gradually melted, becoming finer and thinner.

"Break—"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the confident look on Xiao Huiming's face became even more resolute, he raised his head, his eyes were tightly pressed against the hideous clouds that were still rolling black mist, and shouted loudly.

"Crunch-clack-"

As his loud voice sounded in the heavens and the earth, a strange sound came out of the dark clouds.

"Boom-"

Finally, the clicking sound grew louder and louder, and finally, a huge explosion resounded between the heavens and the earth.

Above the sky, the black mist flew wildly, torn open by the power of the huge explosion, faintly revealing one of the ancient scrolls.

All the chains of eagle claws between heaven and earth were broken inch by inch at this moment, and then they all dissipated into the nothingness.

"Brother Huiming, I'm free—"

A childish but sweet voice wafted from the bare peak, and the joy was palpable.

"Where are we?

The other dozens of people also gradually came to their senses one by one, and the sounds of surprise came and went.

"Sister Moon—"

Xiao Huiming stood in the air, like a little god of war, heroic and majestic.

He also shouted excitedly, but excitement was excitement, his figure did not move at all, but accumulated the true qi energy in his body, and stood quietly in the air.

Because, when he broke all the restraints, suddenly, there was an inexplicable fear that gradually rose in his heart, and he didn't know why.

"Sister Xiaoyue, you go back with everyone first, and I'll deal with the follow-up matters, and I'll come right away!"

Xiao Huiming's face was solemn, and he said lightly.

Everyone looked at Xiao Huiming, who stepped on the jade inkstone in mid-air and held a paintbrush in his hand, looking majestic, and seemed to gradually understand a little bit of the current situation, and one person clasped his fists with both hands and said loudly: "I Guanyun Sect Wu Fenghou thanks the little hero for saving his life, but in the future, if there is a need, he will go to the soup and fire, and he will not hesitate!"

I saw an old man in a gray robe who had just fallen from the stone pillar of the black platform, leaned down and bowed, bowing to Xiao Huiming above the sky.

"I am grateful for the great kindness of the little hero, and dare to ask the little hero for his name?"

I saw more than a hundred or so people kneeling down on the high platform and the single-plank bridge, and asked in unison.

"His name is Hui Ming, and he is my younger brother. ”

I saw a cute little girl in a white dress, with snowy skin, a round face, and a pair of pigtails, standing on the pitch-black platform, her big watery eyes were looking at Huiming in the air in a daze, and there was a strange flow of color in her pupils, and she muttered.

"Huh, he's your brother?"

Everyone turned around one by one, looked at Xiao Xinyue and asked in surprise.

"Yes, she is indeed my own sister. ”

Xiao Huiming stood high in the sky and said slowly, and in his heart, a sweet and intoxicating feeling slowly flowed by.

Suddenly, I saw that the figures one by one, together with Xiao Xinyue's body, began to gradually fade like everyone before.

"Let's go first, I'll break back!"

Xiao Huiming looked at the figures that were about to disappear one by one and said loudly.

"My good brother, you must pay attention to safety, I am waiting for you to return in the Sanqing Sect, you remember. ”

Xiao Xinyue said loudly at the moment when she was about to disappear.

Then, all the people disappeared one by one, and between heaven and earth, only Xiao Huiming was alone, standing in mid-air.

"Damn boy, have you had enough?"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice slowly came out from above this heaven and earth.