"The evil in your mouth does not suppress the righteousness. To me, it is just a joke!"
Leng Blade didn't say much any more, Luo Xingchen's star field turned the land of a thousand miles from day to night, dim and dark.
Fantastic fusion of the five elements is the birth of this kind of energy that destroys the world.
At the same time, he summoned the seven-fold spiritual seal withered flowers, and urged Nirvana, madly swallowing the power of the stars, those stars in the distance can also be inspired by his will, pouring in little by little.
Negative Yu stubbornly resists, mans arms to block the car, knowing that he can't do it, in short, how to describe Luo Xingchen's struggling behavior at the moment, it is not an exaggeration!
Tan Wenqian, the powerful Array Mage who was about to enter the perfect Holy Array Master, died, the Eye of Chilling, was captured by his opponent, and the monument to the Evil God, no longer exists.
What hole cards does he have
Facing an old monster who has lived for more than 300,000 years, he still wants to struggle at this moment!
"Even if I die and die, I will never move forward! Breaking the sky means—"
A series of waterfall-like streams, lasing away, the cold blade's body is flickering, and these forces can't touch him at all. He seems to stay still, but he can easily escape the destruction of Luo Xingchen's extreme speed of light. beam.
Two people are not at the same level at all.
The combination of the power of the waste stele hand and the great waste sword intent is useless.
Luo Xingchen summoned an imperial weapon, condensed his power, instilled it in the sword, stepped at the speed of flowing light in one step, turned around, and the sword slammed into Leng Blade's chest by the wind!
The cold blade didn't move, but the imperial weapon was cut off, and the body of a spirit beast neighed, and then it disappeared in smoke.
And Luo Xingchen was knocked back, but he did not aggravate his injuries.
Leng Ren calmly said: "I know your abilities. Once you get hurt, you will make more rapid progress.
It's a pity you have no chance..."
His fingers were aimed at Luo Xingchen's head, and the void trembled and cracks stretched in all directions along the stratum, and the space collapsed inch by inch.
Luo Xingchen's eyes flickered with tremors, he knew he couldn't hide it!
"Concentrate on my soul!"
He has only a ray of soul, split in his consciousness, and rushing out, colorful glow, gods and spirits, this is the body of a peerless strong man, with a halo on his head, holding a round knife, all sharp, The appearance of Divine Soul made his power soar. This is not his own power. This power comes from the Soul Calming Orb.
Leng Ren frowned and felt uncomfortable all over his body. This kind of power could affect his soul power. A suction force seemed to be tearing at him. This kind of threat was no less than the Evil God Monument!
"At a young age, you can have a divine soul, which is beyond the ordinary! Your divine soul can affect me! Extinct—"
A finger to Qingtian, Luo Xingchen’s piercing finger, compared to Leng Blade’s casual finger, it is a little insignificant. He felt the cold hurricane, condensing into a whirlpool black hole, this black hole, can stop him in the next moment Swallow.
Can't break, can't hide, can only wait for death, even if it releases this ray of spirit, what is the use
The huge vortex black hole is all over this dark and dark star field, and his field is meaningless.
Luo Xingchen's complexion was cold, his stiff face was without waves, and he was buried here with the ambition to kill the sky, and he would not admit defeat.
"Puff..."
A finger of power, originally aimed at his forehead, but moved away in an instant, slammed his Qihai Cave, the Qihai shattered, and then the bones all over his body collapsed and the whole person was as soft as a loach. , Unable to stand up, knelt down.
"Huh..."
He wriggled on the ground, dying to struggle, raised his head to look up at the starry sky, looking through his eyes, weakly stretched out his hand, gazing at the nine-day galaxy, made a faint voice, and cried out intermittently: "The heavens and stars... listen to my call... Listen to me... Call... Order..."
In Leng Ren's eyes, he was just a clown, teased by him, the stars in the sky are dotted and shining, but at this moment, his mind is isolated, how can he let these stars shine!
Leng Blade was silent for a long time before condensingly said: "Leave your life, and then make a fuss about you.
I don’t want to let any of your relatives and friends go. Some of them are too threatening. Don’t worry, they will definitely come to rescue you. At that time, I will do a little trick, you are the evil race!
Everyone is condemned. You will experience the most painful taste. It is not death, it is more painful than death. It is you seeing the relatives you care about day and night... Hehe... I don't need to say..."
Luo Xingchen was still on the ground with weak hands and feet. He wanted to move an inch, but it was like a ditch in the next day, it was difficult to move one step, it was difficult to reach the sky.
Blood and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes gradually closed, and he couldn't open his eyes. Every finger was trembling, and his heart was beating more slowly.
The bloody teardrops, mixed with his blood on the ground, had already sneaked into the cracks of the ground, and couldn't tell which one was tears and which one was blood.
The fusion of blood and tears made thousands of miles, fate and sorrow, his relatives, Shuang'er, father, Lan Yuan, Brother Dong, Xuan'er...
He might never see these people again. After working hard for so long, he couldn't match God's joke, destiny changed people, good luck left, luck passed away, and no one to rely on.
"I have become a useless person again... Ha ha, ha ha ha..." He still has the strength, he is laughing, laughing at his incompetence, even if he puts in thousands of times, he can't compare with a bolt from the blue.
What about the vows of the past? What can he say? Zhi is higher than the sky, and fate is thinner than paper.
Even if he understands the mood of life now, facing Leng Blade, he can't save himself!
"It's still a long time. I'll wait for you to show me the miracle. Every time you add a miracle, I will be shocked. It will surprise me. Why not do it? Come on boy, let me see yours Ambitious, dare to kill the sky..."
Leng Ren sat on a rock, raised Erlang's legs, his mocking eyes, full of contempt for the world, and ruthless.
Luo Xingchen's seven-fold spiritual seal is still emitting a faint light, withered flowers, igniting the mood of life, forever, standing on that high peak, mood of life and death, thinking about life and death.
"I have a question... What is your Feng Zhongting's intelligence transmission method? I'm dying. You don't have to hide it from me. Don't you like to watch me jokes?"
"Fengzhongting is a single-line connection. I am the only one at the highest level, Yuan Ting, these orphans I adopted, upright human beings, with extraordinary talents, I teach them, weigh the pros and cons, calculate the world's affairs, hide the laws of heaven, and know the secrets of heaven. Without showing a trace, talking lightly can turn things around.
As for the evil you mentioned, they don't have any. I want them to become my loyal believers. I have 10,000 ways.
I have won your team twice. It's not enough. Only I know how many times I have won where you can't see it.
Not to mention... The artistic conception of life is really good.
Any more? "
Luo Xingchen's head was close to the ground, and he felt weak when he wanted to move again.
"So... no one can easily believe..."
He shed tears of regret, came here by himself, digging his own grave.
Hate, so what? Regret is of no avail.
"Understood, there is no free lunch under the sky, the pavilion in the wind, your masterpiece! The evil race, perhaps the greatest disaster in the spiritual world, the race that should not appear the least.
Hundreds of thousands of years of forbearance is a big conspiracy, but unfortunately... When I saw it clearly, I ruined myself! "
When he realized it, he could only drag his dead body and linger.
The mood of life burned in his body, repairing the spiritual roots, connecting and disconnecting the veins, tried again and again, but was completely corroded by the evil spirits residing in his body like the cold blade.
The artistic conception of life is blocked, and this trick of Nirvana rebirth becomes worthless.
Eventually, he was confused and he was about to fall into a coma...
"My starting point, my ending point... should be one thing. The past was a useless man, but now it is also a useless man... Master, thank you for helping me once and making my life worthy for more than a hundred years. I can't see you again in this life...
Nirvana tactics... Innate body, sick and weak, invaded by all kinds of poisons, harassed by all kinds of tribulations, turned to Nirvana, life and death, death and life, infinite benefits..."
He meditated on the first moment of cultivation, this formula, the moment he was dying, what he missed most was not Yue Wushuang and Lan Yuan.
If you talk about the person who has given him the most help in this life, Fenghenxi is the only one.
The enlightenment that made him reborn, tells him that blood is not important, but Dao heart is important.
At this moment, repeatedly chanting the spell silently, and some strange feelings were born in his heart.
"Human, there are three calamities and nine calamities, seven lives and seven deaths, six evils... When you go through these calamities, you can transcend the way!
The true God is fearless, the true God is fearless, Tao, in the heart, will never die, will never die—"
On his forehead, there is an inscription that shines more and more. This is the appearance of a huge tower. The tower has forty-nine floors, or forty-eight, fifty, fifty-one... constantly changing!
At this moment, Luo Xingchen's spirit seemed to come back to light, and his eyes slowly opened, and his dry eyes could clearly see the outline of this world.
"The Great Zhou Tian Pagoda... Are you still there? Master, you haven't gone far?"
There is a subversive illusion in Luo Xingchen's heart!
In his mind, he recalled the original death catastrophe, in the Blade Continent, he was hit by accident, and he was chased by the card firmament. All the cards were broken, and the Great Zhoutian Tower was no different.
However, the broken Great Zhou Tian Pagoda was condensed into fragments and light traces, which remained in his body, helping him to move the starry sky at the most critical moment.
He is drifting in the starry sky, the martial art realm of the spiritual map realm, originally leaving the plane, he will undoubtedly die, but he can turn a good fortune in the face of the evil, the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda can help him complete the star transfer, the space avenue, and the destruction of time and space!
He thought that it was the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda, and it was also his master's last help to him. He didn't expect... This time, all the cards were exhausted, and the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda was dead!
A breath is still there, hope is immortal!
Above the sky, the clouds turned into a amiable, sloppy figure with a slender beard.
He could see, Leng Jian raised his head, his heart trembled, his eyes were staring, his mouth was dry, and he seemed to be able to see it too!
"call out-"
Luo Xingchen's body was taken away in an instant, turned into a beam of light, breaking through the plane barrier, shuttled in the void, and the suddenly distant back, the cold blade trembled and he could only watch.
When Luo Xingchen disappeared, he raised his fists, coughed twice, carried his hands behind his back, and there was no surprise, only a sigh of regret: "It's a miscalculation... One chip!
It's a pity that you and I have never met. One day, let me see who you really are. Will you be on the same level as Heaven? "
He was very calm and calm. He didn't behave so restlessly because of this small mistake. He was as steady as a mountain, bowed his head and meditated, slowly brewing the plan in his heart...