In retreat.
On the run.
The retreat and advance were almost constant, and the distance of several hundred meters remained neither far nor close, never farther or closer.
There are still boundless woods ahead, and under the reflection of the dim sunset, dense and mottled tree shadows are scattered on the ground, flickering, but behind is already a piece of yellow sand.
Trees of different sizes and thicknesses have been completely decomposed into pieces that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, the grassland has completely disappeared, the soil has lost its activity, the water has been completely evaporated, and the yellow sand on the surface is scattered around one by one. The gravel rolled with the wind, reflecting light that was brighter than the sun.
Wisps of flames were dancing in the fine sand. The flames gradually faded from orange to red, and finally became transparent. When the flames were about to disappear completely, strands of faint blue electric light began to breed in the flames, and fire and electricity were intertwined. Spreading, more and more trees began to fall and shatter, and the lush green turned into yellow sand in the extremely high temperature, like a desert.
Dozens of people ran wildly through the forest without looking back.
We have reached the center of Theater No. 6 here. About three kilometers ahead, they will be able to reach the headquarters of Theater No. 6.
War Zone No. 6 is the area divided by Dongdao's special warfare system. Shinichi Miyamoto, the only invincible master of Dongdao Island, personally divided this battlefield with a radius of hundreds of miles into eight war zones. War Zone No. 6 refers to this area with a radius of about three meters. Ten kilometers of mountain forest, location-wise, this is already at the very rear of the battlefield.
Wuji Palace, Hayate Sword Style, Flowing Fire Palace, and Kamikaze Troops all have their elites stationed in War Zone No. 6. This is a war zone that is not too important, but since two days ago, it has been regarded as a war zone. It's a trapped beast war zone.
After chasing and escaping, in the middle of the night on the fourth day, Li Tianlan entered the No. 6 war zone.
But who would have thought that this trapped beast, which many people thought had no way out, would be so crazy in two days and two nights
"Qingshan is approaching the headquarters."
"Feiyu is approaching the command post."
"Request support."
The fleeing team kept moving forward, and urgent calls for help continued to reach the headquarters several kilometers away.
"How's it going?"
The intercom rustled, and a suppressed and cold voice came from the intercom.
"Heavy losses, please support!"
Qingshan's voice came over without any pause. He comes from the Wuji Palace, the most powerful martial arts force in the East Island. His strength is close to the stable stage of the Thunder Realm. He can be said to be an important master in the entire East Island special warfare system that cannot be underestimated. .
But at this moment, this tall swordsman from the Wuji Palace was in an extremely embarrassed state. Blood was flowing from all over his body. His face was completely covered with blood, and his eyes stained red with blood kept flickering. It's all naked panic and despair.
"We're coming right away for the final battle!"
In the intercom, the suppressed voice sounded again, but the voice seemed extremely dry.
Qingshan gave a bitter smile, but did not dare to look back. He could only bite the bullet and roar: "Target headquarters, sprint at full speed!"
His voice was high, but he had no confidence at all.
The headquarters is close at hand, but Qingshan doesn't feel safe at all.
The commander-in-chief of the Sixth War Zone is codenamed Yue Kong, the first protector of the Wuji Palace, and a true half-step invincible master. Qingshan himself is a master from the Wuji Palace. He has a deep understanding of the strength of the first protector. He can definitely It is certain that Yue Kong's combat power is still higher than that of You Keqing Bai Ye from Wuji Palace, but a half-step invincible master is in front of him, and Qingshan's heart is getting more and more frightened.
In panic, he glanced back hastily.
The flames with electric light burned silently, and large areas of mountain forests turned into deserts as the flames devoured them.
Sunset, yellow sand.
Bloody clothes, silver spear.
The wind is stirring.
It was a vivid and strange picture. Qingshan's scalp felt numb, and he felt weak all over for a moment.
Breaking through.
Transforming.
One picture after another flashed and disappeared in Li Tianlan's mind, day and night.
The memories that had been suppressed for many years appeared in his mind almost all the time. His will broke through the shackles. Many people and things kept spinning in his mind. Li Tianlan's expression was numb and confused, but his whole person was full of emotion. An indescribable fierceness and arrogance!
"As the young master of the Li family, and as the grandson of my Li Honghe, Tianlan, will you not regret it in the future?"
"The Imperial Picture of the East City..."
"Tianlan, I'm sorry."
"Maybe I was really wrong."
"It shouldn't happen, then forget about it."
"You are a genius, but you should not be just the genius of the Li family. Your martial arts should not be limited to the sword."
"The ultimate form of the Human Emperor..."
A splitting headache.
Countless memories came one after another, and Li Tianlan didn't want to recall them, but all kinds of memories kept hitting his mind, painful, exciting, and confusing.
The will that was already close to its peak reached its peak after breaking through the final shackles. The power of the sword surged under the pure and indestructible will. Li Tianlan took advantage of the trend to break through again, breaking through the ice-condensing realm, and was infinitely close to the burning fire.
The surge potion was stimulating his nerves all the time. With a huge surge in level, Li Tianlan's combat power at this time had steadily stopped at the half-step thunder level.
But in the messy memory, there was always a picture that kept lingering in his mind, a painting, a sentence.
"You have to remember that what is truly invincible is neither unique skills nor realm. For Li, what is invincible is the sword's will, and only the sword's will!"
"ah!!!"
His thoughts were surging, and the boundless pain in his head spread throughout his body. Li Tianlan roared violently, and the pursuing figure accelerated instantly.
The distance of several hundred meters was shortened at extremely high speed.
Qingshan and Feiyu both had their souls in danger and sprinted with all their strength, no longer even caring about the lives of their subordinates.
The firelight behind him instantly filled the forest.
But the fierce sword intent tore through the air faster than the fire.
That is the sword intent condensed to the extreme, cold, pure, shattering everything!
"boom!"
The sword intent roared and scattered, and more than a dozen elites were torn into powder all over the sky by the powerful sword intent. The silver edge passed through the blood rain in the sky without any pause, and stopped directly in front of Qingshan and Feiyu.
Qingshan and Feiyu, who were sprinting at full speed, stopped abruptly and looked at Li Tianlan in front of them, their pupils shrinking.
"We're almost there. I'll send you on your way."
Li Tianlan said lightly, the severe pain in his mind completely woke him up from his hazy state. In two days and two nights, from being chased to being chased, scenes were replayed in his mind, and the memory became clear at the same time. , Vaguely, Li Tianlan seemed to feel that some memories were leaving him.
That was a scene he once recalled, but now it is gradually becoming blurry.
Li Tianlan's expression was calm and indifferent, old pictures were disappearing, and new pictures were still appearing.
The ultimate form of the Human Emperor...
"Is that so?"
Li Tianlan whispered to himself, and his arm suddenly shook.
Absolute power was completely poured into the silver spear in his hand. Under the gradually gloomy light, the silver spear that was more than two meters long seemed to suddenly light up.
The Human Emperor's gun body shook violently!
The silver gun head buzzed, and the gun blades on both sides of the gun head suddenly extended!
After the breakthrough, the power that was infinitely close to the thunder realm completely shook the human emperor's mechanism, and two red gun blades suddenly stretched out.
They were two red, crystal-clear gun blades, with countless golden and complex patterns densely intertwined on them, gorgeous and mysterious.
At this moment, the entire Human Emperor's entire form changed completely due to the addition of two huge gun blades.
From a silver spear, it became a halberd.
Fang Tian draws a halberd!
This is the final form of the Human Emperor.
In a daze, another picture emerged from his mind.
Li Tianlan's eyes were calm, but his heart was slightly turbulent.
In my memory, it was still in the border camp.
But he saw a monk he shouldn't have seen.
Master of Wuwei!
It turned out that he had met this master of metaphysics before, a long, long time ago.
In the picture, Master Wuwei seemed to be saying something, but in a daze, Li Tianlan finally heard only four words.
A big break!
The memories are still coming.
In memories.
In forgetfulness.