Chapter 110: The Mourning of the Green Dragon (2)

They were sucking his blood.

Little by little, they greedily suck the blood of the Demon Hunter.

Then, he will degenerate into a colorless ghost, and become like all the withered, desperate, and crazy colorless ghosts she has seen along the way, imprisoned in this bubble universe, reduced to the company of thousands of evil ghosts, and will never be able to live forever.

This is how Monster Hunter ends?

So good, so precious, unparalleled in the world. The person who was regarded by her as a rare treasure, as the cinnabar in her heart, and who only dared to stare at in this life, did not dare to hope extravagantly. The man who insisted on sending her to the Nai Ho Bridge, forcibly kissed her and let her go...... Is this what happened to him?

Lu Weizhen suddenly laughed.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehehehehe......" She laughed loudly, and then suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha-haha-hahaha-hahaha-"

She was like a skeleton, staggering, covered in blood and wounds, slowly getting up from the ground. The three big green dragons looked indifferently at this woman who seemed to be crazy.

She stood up, probably because of the severity of her injuries, her steps were still staggering, her head still hanging down, as if she was drunk, and as if she had lost her soul.

She laughed "haha, haha" and laughed, hiccupping and gasping with laughter. Gradually, laughter turned into crying.

She started whimpering, she started sobbing, her cries got louder and louder, she started crying as if no one was around!

The cry, almost the wail of a beast, was like the sound of tearing the chest open to pull it out.

The sound of crying blood is like a knife cutting flesh, like a sword cutting bones.

Suddenly, the cry pierced the sky, and suddenly, the cry spread throughout the wasteland. All the trees trembled, all the grass bent for it, and all the clouds were restless. The Black Tide Ten Thousand Demons also began to shake, and the layers of petals quickly converged. The three big green dragons were shocked, they roared up, jumped to Lu Weizhen's side, and surrounded her again to prevent her from dying and fighting back.

But Lu Weizhen didn't seem to feel it at all, and he couldn't see everything around him. Step by step, she walked in the direction of the Black Tide Ten Thousand Demons, walking with difficulty, and with each step, blood flowed from her legs. She kept crying, bowing her head, crying bitterly, grieving and grieving, her voice was in the sky, and all the fields were sad.

Suddenly, the Black Tide Ten Thousand Demons began to tremble wildly, obviously hanging in the air, but as if they had fallen into a trap full of thorns, they gathered and retracted, from thousands of square meters, quickly closed to only a few hundred square meters, and were still compressing and retracting. The demons began to scream and began to tremble.

The three great green dragons jumped up at the same time, and three supreme energy waves that were enough to destroy everything attacked Lu Weizhen at the same time. But something strange happened, the huge light wave seemed to hit an invisible energy wall around her, and it was bounced out and quickly annihilated in the air.

The three big green dragons were shocked.

And the person who cried forward was still unaware of all this. She seemed to be tired of crying at last, choked up, and gradually quieted down, her head still hanging down, her hands suddenly stretched out at the same time, clenched into fists, and blood flowed between her fingers.

Between her blood-stained teeth, she spat out a word as hard as iron: "Wind!"

The wind, the wind, the Lord of thunder and lightning, gives birth to all things, destroys all things.

In the wasteland, which had been calm for thousands of years, a gust of wind suddenly rose. You don't know where the wind comes from, and at this moment, every corner of the wasteland, every inch of space, is full of wind, as if they have been called by the gods, rushing out and converging into a larger current. The winds in all directions are rushing wildly in the same direction.

The dark clouds above the road leading to the Nai He Bridge were blown away by the strong wind in an instant. Only the wind, breaking everything, is unstoppable, and comes at the command.

The three green dragons didn't know what to think, and they were shocked, and the big green dragon of Zhongnan Mountain roared angrily: "Kill her!" They all pounced on Lu Weizhen, wanting to kill before that terrifying and incredible thing was completed. However, Lu Weizhen didn't even look at them, the howling wind had already pressed them in place, and they couldn't get even half a step close to her.

Even if it's the supreme green dragon, it can't!

In this storm that was enough to sweep the entire wasteland, Lu Weizhen finally raised his head.

There was no sorrow or joy in her eyes, and her dark pupils were as deep as the sky. Blood and tears dried up on her face, and she seemed to be lonely, as if she was standing up to the sky. She slowly lifted one of her right feet, stepped forward, and stepped lightly on the ground.

"Dirt!"

Earth, loess, the lord of the middle monarch, the lord of the long summer, the lord of the earth.

With her feet as the origin, countless yellow bright lines suddenly appeared in the dark gray earth, which were as thin as streams, like light and electricity, rapidly splitting and spreading in all directions. Gradually, the field of vision can see all the gray and black earth, all covered with yellow lines, all emitting a light yellow light.

The wasteland is no more, and the loess is king.

The three green dragons froze, and the snake-bodied green dragon lost its soul and muttered, "Could it be...... It's ......"

"Water!"

Water, pure water, the lord of winter, the lord of the starry sky, the lord of life.

In the entire bubble universe and gourd fantasy world, all the streams, rivers, pools, seas, and the Huangquan River in front of them, all the water soared into the air and fell together. The whole space resounded with the roar of water. The original gray, dark, turbid, and red water quality fades its color, washes away impurities, and returns to clarity and transparency at the moment it hits back to the ground.

Three big green dragons, motionless. And all the colorless ghosts, stone beasts, and white finches in the fantasy realm belong to the dogs, tigers, and green dragons...... These demon spirits who have been imprisoned for hundreds of generations all look up at the sky, the direction where wind, earth, and water surrender together.

The originally fierce and domineering Black Tide Ten Thousand Demons shrank to the size of a house at this time. It tried to escape, but was surrounded by swift winds, strong earth, and pliable water, and was trapped in place. It was as if if it dared to act rashly, these terrible conquerors would crush it to slag.

Lu Weizhen raised his head, looked at the Black Tide Ten Thousand Demons, two lines of tears flowed down silently, and finally said those two words: "Six-five." ”

The sound of calm, through the wasteland.

The heavens and the earth shook for it, and all the demons changed color for it. Hurricanes swept across the land, the loess shone brightly, and the water rushed endlessly. In the gourd fantasy realm, all the colorless ghosts prostrate on the ground at the same time, kneeling and prostrating, including the three invincible big green dragons.

The wind, earth, and water erupted violently, tearing apart the black tide ten thousand demons in an instant. The tentacles fell to the ground one after another, like flowers withering. The parasitic spirits of countless demons and ghosts in the Black Tide were scattered in the air.

There, there was only one man left, emaciated as a ghost, clean, lifeless, suspended in mid-air.

Lu Weizhen looked at the person and slowly closed his eyes.

Chen Xiansong, I finally walked in front of you.

Broken bones, ten thousand arrows pierced the heart. Nine deaths and one life, obsessed. In this tiny bubble, in the endless gourd space, everything is like dew and electricity, like a dream bubble.

The twenty-three-year-old lonely green dragon has finally completed this bloody road, and for you, he will break through the realm.