The continuous battle seems to be endless.
Even if there is an end, it is an end called death.
Chu Zihang was finally involved in the deepest battlefield. The man in the tyrant king was expressionless, looking at the light shining among the stars, boundless blood energy came from the flanks and shot him down from the deep space.
The powerful impact slammed it into the starship controlled by Karma, and the blood could corrode everything, including the man inside the machine.
In just an instant, the man's flesh and blood disappeared, turning into a bone.
"Brother Chu!"
There was a loud roar in the starry sky, and the two earls were smashed to pieces by a gray-blue figure. That figure rushed to the battlefield here, but it was too late.
From the time the man was charged to this battlefield to his fall, everything happened in a short moment.
The starship carrier was under a strong force and fell towards the God of Burial. Kama wanted to try to save it, but was stopped by an old earl who was close to the strength of the marquis.
In the starry sky, the pioneers who were fighting also saw this scene, and they couldn't help feeling sad. Many people could guess that Chu Zihang was an explorer.
Even with such strong support as Karma, it will inevitably fall in today's war.
Qian Xue came to this airspace, but was also oppressed by the blood energy in the starry sky. Before the battle of the count and viscount class, the strength of their pioneers was not enough.
It has been seven days since the war started again, and Xue Baitian and the Marquis Gopher are still fighting fiercely in the depths of the starry sky.
The once youthful and beautiful woman is now gray-haired and wrinkled. Most of her lifespan has been consumed. If there is no winner, she will be the one who dies.
But despite his aging body, Xue Baitian's fighting style is still fierce, with a strong fighting spirit, and he is indomitable in the fight, and he is actually suppressing the Marquis of Gopher.
"What a man, he is worthy of being born in a place of spiritual cultivation."
The Marquis of Gopher sighed, "If you continue to fight like this, you won't be able to defeat me. Instead, you will exhaust your lifespan. If you don't join Duke Romond's family, I will introduce you and win a place for you."
"It has nothing to do with where I was born. I never thought it was a good thing to be born on God Burial Planet."
Xue Baitian said lightly, "The only thing that makes me feel good is that there will always be opponents in my life."
A smile appeared on her old face, "Even now, there are still some opponents who can let go and kill."
Her punches are wide open, and with each blow, a large star field is affected and wiped out, but she can still pay attention to check the situation in the galaxy during the battle, avoiding those star fields that still have life.
"Do you really think you can kill me? I am different from Yingu, he is still young."
Marquis Gopher said coldly.
"Soliciting is unnecessary. I'm not interested in being a dog for a foreign race."
Xue Baitian looked indifferent, "As for whether I can kill you, I will know when you die."
If everything was judged by age, then she wouldn't have to fight.
After seven days of fighting, the two sides fought tens of thousands of rounds, and Xue Baitian had figured out all the taboo killing methods of the opponent.
Even if it is a fairy-level existence, the energy in the body is not endless. She needs to use the power of the body of the Dacheng secret blood warrior to complete the ultimate sublimation again, and the victory will be determined with one blow.
The residents of Buried God Planet couldn't see the battle in the galaxy, let alone Xue Baitian who was fighting at the edge of the universe, but they could imagine what a tragic war it was.
The surviving mortals prayed for the monks, and the weak monks practiced crazily. From time to time, meteors flashed across the starry sky, which was the fallen strong.
This is the most tragic war in the history of the Burial God Calendar. Both the blood creatures and the creatures on the Burial God Planet are dying in large numbers.
The starry sky was dyed red, blood rivers flowed in the starry sky, and then turned into mist in the shock wave and rushed towards the universe.
Suddenly, a vast rain of blood began to fall in the universe, as if the heavens were crying, and it seemed to be some kind of praise.
From the edge of the universe, a blood-colored rainbow bridge leads to the god-buying planet. A white-haired woman is boiling with fighting spirit, holding a red-haired head in her hand.
Suddenly, the blood nobles who were still fighting in the starry sky fell silent.
Although the woman looks old, she is also strong in secret blood, with boundless evil spirits criss-crossing the galaxy, "Who else?"
The head of Marquis Gopher was shattered by her, as well as the fighting spirit of those deep-blooded creatures, who were almost waiting to die, dying in the boundless and domineering will.
The souls of God Burying Planet cheered, some of the disciples of Wushen Mountain shouted the name of the mountain master invincible, and some wept sadly.
The generation of strong men who used to be high-spirited, perhaps the strongest woman in the history of the Burial God, is now old.
Xue Baitian fell towards the top of Zhige Peak. The moment he landed on the ground, his figure looked a little hunched, his head was full of black silk and white hair, and his beautiful face was no longer there.
She sat on the top of the mountain and looked at the light that was still spreading in the starry sky. It was the afterglow after the destruction of the star.
There is no sun in the sky anymore, but there is almost eternal light blooming. Here is the beauty of fallen stars, the beauty of destruction.
"This is your last battle, it's up to me next time."
Lu Tianhua's figure appeared behind her, with a heavy voice.
Xue Baitian waved his hands wearily, but with a smile on his face, "The last battle? There is no last battle in my life."
"You...could it be?"
With surprise and hope in Lu Tianhua's eyes, he looked at Xue Baitian, wanting to see something, but he only saw a body with blood that was gradually withering, an old strong man whose soul was beginning to rot.
"Can you survive the third life?"
Lu Tianhua didn't even realize that his voice was so careful, for fear of puncturing the seed of hope.
"I don't know. When I do things, I seldom think about whether it can be done. I do it first."
Xue Baitian's tone was flat, "Save your little tricks, Wushen Mountain belongs to your Lu family after all, and you have to **** the last seed of the Lu family."
"But even if he comes back, so what..."
Lu Tianhua sighed, knowing that the possibility of Xue Baitian's third life is very small.
So far, he has only seen two people who have lived out the second life, one is Xue Baitian and the other is Lu Chen, but there is no one who has lived out the third life.
This is the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, living another life is against the sky, let alone the third life?
In the original mine, Lu Chen's figure collapsed, and he gathered again in an instant, swiping the king-killing sword in his hand, cutting out the causal knife intent, and handing over to the same pitch-black sharp blade.
Under the collision of cause and effect, it returned to nothingness, turned into pure sword technique, and the collision of power.
boom-
Lu Chen kept retreating, and was shot down in the desert of the fairy burial ground, bringing up smoke and dust soaring into the sky.
This is already the ninth knife he has taken, and it is an unprecedented record.
Now his causal knife intent is different from before. It is no longer just sticking to twisting small causality and dodging Taoism, but is more aggressive.
But Lu Chen is still dissatisfied. He thinks there is still room for improvement. He feels that his sword intent is not pure at all. He wants to pursue a more pure state.
"This black-clothed human-shaped lightning...could it be the owner of Emperor Wu Palace!?"
In the distance, the aristocrats who were observing Lu Chen's journey were surprised. They didn't expect that there would be an existence in the Great Desolate Heavenly Palace that could overwhelm Lu Chen.
Originally, Lu Chen didn't even need to dodge the forty-nine imprints of immortals and gods, but he was beaten back by this new black-clothed human-shaped lightning, and he had little power to fight back.
"I'm afraid it is. The pervert should be punished by the pervert. No matter how talented Lu Chen is, he can't win against the taboo existence. The master of Wudi Palace should be one of the few existences who are absolutely invincible in the same realm." one."
Said the aged Viscount Gen Fu.
In the air, Lu Chen was not discouraged, and his face remained calm. Forty-nine Dao seals hovered around him, shining like stars, as if reflecting the sky.
"Hiss—what's that?"
A blood noble gasped, because he saw the stars twinkling around Lu Chen, condensing into something tangible.
It was too late to say it, but as the light bloomed, those dao seals took root and sprouted like seeds, and turned into figures, which clearly looked like the gods who besieged Lu Chen before.
Forty-nine gods and gods branded around the man like a heavenly soldier, setting it off like an ancient fairy king. Lu Chen stepped forward with a knife, and the forty-nine gods and gods branded the emperor's law, gathered in Lu Chen's body, domineering. Sweeping upwards, he slashed towards the black-clothed lightning that looked down on all living beings.
This is a powerful knife, but the black-clothed Lightning holds the knife with one hand, just draws casually like a master swaying pen and ink, the imprints of immortals and gods all over the sky dissipate, and the dark knife marks reach Lu Chen, colliding with Kingslayer.
"I will refer to it, but I don't believe it!"
Lu Chen screamed in the air, and actually resisted the knife. The **** golden body and the Emperor Wujing were rotated to the extreme. His bare body swelled geometrically, and his muscles burst out with infinite power.
This time, he only took half a step back, then retracted the knife and then drew it out again, as if he wanted to cut across the sky, or cut through the future.
boom-
The dark blade light in front of him was finally cut off by him, Lu Chen stepped into the air, went up against the sky, and rushed towards the black-clothed lightning.
He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he would fail in the future.
Those who watch the reincarnation lake lose their Taoism?
But I'm a... brainless!
He doesn't believe that there is no perfect ending in the future of his hometown, and he doesn't believe that in the distant future, all the friends around him will perish.
He doesn't know what will happen in the future, but he firmly believes that the current self is the best!
Better than some kind of future that might exist...!
Plath's version of Lu Chen is him, but not him, only the current self is himself!
Under the same situation, can I not hold on to my stronger self?
No, I not only want to withstand, but also win!
Two jet-black blade lights collided in the void, and the powerful air wave caused Lu Chen and the black-clothed lightning to retreat this time. After the two sides stood still, neither of them continued to use their swords.
Lu Chen looked at the fairy burial ground under his feet, so what if he became a fairy? After all, it is inevitable to be turned into a corpse in the liquidation; what about becoming a god? Aren't they being shrinking turtles one by one in the original mine?
He understood what the arrangement of "the past Lu Chen" meant, and he understood what he did wrong.
The endless wine gourd appeared in his hand, Lu Chen raised his head and drank wildly, the depression in his heart was swept away.
The prehistoric heavenly palace in the sky roared unceasingly, the sound of the avenue trembled in the void, and even the blood moon above the fairy burial ground burst into more dazzling light and swayed towards the earth.
"call-"
Lu Chen put down the endless wine gourd and let out a long breath. The aura of the whole person was perfect, and the regicide moved, as if following the master's heart.
When the wine enters the intestines, seven percent of it becomes moonlight, and the remaining three percent becomes soul, and every mouthful and spit out creates a sky full of sword light.
"kill!"
Lu Chen let out a war roar, charged with the sky full of sword intent and the black-clothed lightning, the two sides fought countless times in an instant, and Lu Chen did not retreat an inch!
"Is this kid trying to defy the sky!? He was able to draw with the master of Emperor Wudi Palace!?"
The blood nobles were shocked after seeing this scene, and couldn't believe it.
What happened to Lu Chen? He was beaten so badly just now, why can't he do it now?
"His state has begun to improve, but the black-clothed lightning has not improved much. After all, it is a catastrophe, and there is still a glimmer of life left."
Viscount Gen Fu analyzed, but he still frowned, because Heavenly Tribulation would match the level of a monk. It's not that the black-clothed lightning didn't improve, but it wasn't as fast as Lu Chen's.
In his perception, Lu Chen's basic strength went from the first level of the final state, to the second level, then to the third level, and finally to the fourth level, and it only took less than a breath of time.
Breaking through just now, even breaking through the three realms?
Above the sky, the two sides did not know how many moves they had made. Under Lu Chen's onslaught, they finally got another chance to actually cut down the black-clothed lightning and cut off one of its arms.
There is a fanatical fighting intent in his eyes, and his fighting skills are improving rapidly. With his concentration, every time he fights with the opponent in front of him, he has completed his own fighting skills.
Just as the level of the black-clothed lightning had risen to match that of Lu Chen, Lu Chen's fighting spirit was overwhelming and his blood boiled, the black-clothed lightning dissipated in front of him.
It seemed that the energy scheduled for Heavenly Tribulation was exhausted, and he survived the due time.
Immediately afterwards, Lei Hai lowered his vitality, and Lu Chen bathed in it, swallowing the sea and sucking it in, his aura rose rapidly and stabilized, while the Emperor Wu Jing roared, his sea of wheels was as dazzling as the sun's wheel. Four Heavens!
Years of repression, once broken through, seems to be the beginning of cause and effect, and also the beginning of reversal.
Lu Chen turned around and glanced at the blood-born nobles in the distance. At this moment, even Viscount Gen Fu felt a little trembling~www.mtlnovel.com~ Obviously, in terms of energy level, he is a level higher than Lu Chen.
The prehistoric Heavenly Palace in the sky gradually dissipated, but none of the blood nobles dared to rush to Lu Chen.
To the surprise of the blood nobles, Lu Chen did not take the initiative to charge towards them, but flew in another direction.
That is definitely not running away, this is something that every blood noble can feel, the young human in front of him seems not to take them seriously.
Lu Chen finally escaped from the prison of cause and effect, regained his life, and forged a perfect foundation.
And he finally figured it out, understood why "the former Lu Chen" left that saber intent, and gave some hints from the saber intent when he attacked himself.
He thought it was a layout that would be used in the future, but he didn't expect it to be now.
He wants to go deep into the original mine again to get something!
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