Chapter 1096-I Hold on
s, and none of them could win this king, only by you." Do you deserve to be an opponent of this king "he stepped forward, the moonlight field around him crumbled, and Nana, who was attacked by his own...in the endless sea of anger and fire, the Queen Mother of the West, dressed in a gilded purple gown, stepped out of nothingness.
her eyes fell on the sealed body of Fengshen on the ground, and a faint halo flowed out. She seemed to have found something, and her brow frowned slightly.
"this breath."
the Queen Mother of the West was slightly moved and her eyes twinkled. She quickly looked around, but saw no other figure.
after thinking for a moment, she gave up her search, raised her fingertips and gently scratched at the stiff body of Fengshen, a head was thrown high, and then a ray of fire lit up and burned the body thoroughly.
then, the Queen Mother of the West flashed out again and successively used the power of the law to kill the seriously injured god of the sky, Nut, and Gabe, the god of the earth.
as soon as the two nine-pillar gods died and were constantly hunting for their Ferris shadow, they slowly turned their heads, and their hollow eyes fixed on the Queen Mother of the West standing in the air and diverted their goals.
it stood in the raging fire, picked up the black knife the size of the mountain, and chopped at the body of the Queen Mother of the West!
the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West squinted slightly, and the Kunlun mirror between her palms flew into the air, magnified rapidly and turned into a huge mirror sky, reflecting the figure of the sky.
she pinched her hands, and with the rush of divine power, a mysterious breath overflowed.
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the flames of war in the distance died down one after another, and the howling storm stopped, only numerous snowflakes fell silently from the sky, and the heaven and earth fell into a dead silence again.
above the snow, messy dotted with one red after another, the rich smell of blood has not been buried by the snow, but silent talk about the once tragic and tragic battle.
Lin held up his knees for seven nights and staggered to get up from the snow. He felt dizzy and sat down again with weak legs.
the effect of ghosts and spirits has gradually faded.
tiredness and fatigue flooded every corner of his body. His body was painless, but his unspeakable emptiness was as if someone had removed all his muscles and bones, and it was extremely difficult to simply raise his hand.
Lin's breath became heavier and heavier, but the fog condensed in the cold snow became thinner and thinner. In the end, his breath hardly had any temperature.
his body temperature is dropping rapidly.
to Lin's surprise, the process was not as painful as he had imagined. He did not feel any pain on his body. On the contrary, he felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter. In the dizziness of his head, a warm drowsiness slowly rose.
even the sense of soul ripping caused by the continuous carrying of the souls of the two gods is gradually diluted under this drowsiness.
"so, is this what it feels like after using ghosts and spirits"
Lin sat in the snow for seven nights, looked up at the towering black monument, smiled and whispered.
in his mind, it appeared that Zhao Kongcheng fell to the ground on that rainy night, and his life passed quickly, but he smiled and communicated with him. He must have felt the same way at that time.
ghosts make their lives bloom like brilliant fireworks, even in the face of withering and dissipating, there is no pain, no sadness, everything is so beautiful and peaceful. For a night watchman who is about to die after giving his life and fighting to the death, this is the gentlest destination.
the existence that created ghosts and spirits at that time should also be a person who is gentle to the bone, right
Lin Qinight sighed secretly in his heart.
under this warmth and peace, his heavy eyelids began to tremble uncontrollably.
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"Lin Qi Nights, Lin Qi Nights!" Wang Mian grabbed him by the shoulder, shook him violently, and shouted, "wake up!" The gods of Daxia are back! Maybe they can find a way to save you! You can't just die! "
Lin Qiye's eyes opened slightly, and he cheered up as if he remembered something.
he reached out and handed the Tian Cong Yun Jian between his palms in front of the king. After a moment of hesitation, he took off the white on his waist.
his pale face lost the slightest color, his heart beat as if nothing, and spoke weakly:
"King's noodles." You should know this sword. When I die, I'll leave it to you for safekeeping. And this [chopping white], hehe, it is much better than yours. If you have a chance, help me find a suitable owner for it. "
"Lin Qi Night! What nonsense are you talking about Wake up! "
"the Galan thing... You help me with the snack... She fell asleep in the wing of the courtyard in Shanghai. I don't want her to wake up and have no friends in the world. The Black King is locked up in Cao Yuan's body. Don't let him commit suicide often. Something will happen sooner or later. After I die, Pangpang will be very uncomfortable. If you are free. "
in Lin's subtle chatter, his eyes closed uncontrollably again, and in the end, he could no longer hear what he was saying.
the king clenched his teeth and was about to do something when a flesh-and-blood figure staggered to his feet from the distant snow.
under the influence of the power of life, Isis's body, which has been cut into pieces, is slowly healing. Half of his face looks ferociously at the dying Lin Qi Night on the ground, opens his bloody mouth that has not yet grown lips, and sneers:
"Ha..." Mortals are mortals! Didn't it end up like this in the end You have the ability to. "
poof--!
in the middle of Isis's words, a cold glow flashed behind her, shredding her neck, a head covered with incredible blood, and tumbling to the ground like a ball.
her body fell silently in the snow, gurgling blood one after another, but this time, her body did not recover, and her vitality was completely lost.
A figure in a silver robe stepped over her body, gently throwing a three-pointed and double-edged knife in his hand and spilling blood on the ground. Without even looking at the body on the ground, he flashed and came to the side of Lin Qinight, who had fallen to the ground.
he stared at Lin Qi Night in his arms, his parched lips gently opened and shouted softly:
"Brother."
this simple word, but hit in the depths of Lin Qinight's heart, I do not know where the power, forced him to open his eyes, want to see the face in front of him.
his eyes opened a gap with difficulty.
he saw it.
the face he thinks about day and night is right in front of him.
there was a faint smile in the pale corners of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand trembling to touch the familiar and strange cheek.
"Jin, you have grown up." He spoke hoarse.
"Brother. I. " Yang Jin's fists were clenched uncontrollably, and he was about to say something. Lin Qi Night touched his cheek hand and fell feebly.
Yang Jinleng stayed where he was.
"Jin, have you seen it"
"the peace and prosperity you have left for the summer." I got it, brother. "n to Asgard. Lin Qiyue has been running around in the fog for too long, and the sense of crisis between life and death hangs over him all the time, making him physically and mentally exhausted. He did...