Chapter 142: Fate and Faith
After Ghost Heart flew above Leng Xiaohan, his right leg glared behind the umbrella. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The info umbrella spun half a circle in the air, and the handle of the umbrella appeared in front of Ghost Heart.
Ghost Xinyu grabbed the umbrella and shouted in a milky voice: "The bitter sea is boundless!" With the sound of Ghost Xinyu's milky voice, a blood-red wave appeared on the blood-red ground, and the sky began to rain blood. All the Shura Kings who are touched by the sea of blood will melt, and the blood rain in the sky will also corrode every Shura King they come into contact with.
In just a few seconds, more than forty Shura Kings had all died, and even the corpses had melted into a sea of blood.
Ghost Xinyu flew in front of Leng Xiaohan with an umbrella, and said a little proudly: "Brother, I cleaned them up." ”
Leng Xiaohan touched Ghost Xinyu's head and said, "Well, Xinyu is awesome!" Seeing Ghost Xinyu squinting, like a cat's expression when it was petted, Leng Xiaohan cracked his mouth and laughed.
And the three of Qing'er were completely stunned, looking at the ghost heart and trembling lips.
'Although, I've seen Xinyu do it before, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!!It's even more powerful than Leng Xiaohan!!' Chu Chu thought with his heart beating "bang, bang" very fiercely.
She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered to herself, "Sure enough, the feeling that day was not wrong at all... Absolutely...'
Qing'er looked at this scene blankly, and raised her right hand and pinched it on her left hand. Feeling the slightest pain, he muttered, "It's not a dream?!!
Leng Xiaohan looked at the blood ladder that appeared, turned around and shouted to the three people who were stunned in place: "Let's go!
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Seventieth floor.
Leng Xiaohan was surrounded by a group of Shura, and the sound of the Lock Heart Evil Shadow Knife and the Shura Scythe in his hand never stopped.
Ghost Heart Whisper flew above Leng Xiaohan, and huge golden scriptures appeared beside Ghost Heart Whisper, and then smashed towards the Shura King below.
The knife in Leng Xiaohan's hand kept vibrating, as if it would fly out of Leng Xiaohan's hand at any time. Leng Xiaohan gritted his teeth, and his red right hand clenched the Lock Heart Evil Shadow Knife again, and with the red knife shadow, he slashed towards a Shura King in front of him.
"Poof" "Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang." After splitting one Shura King in half, Leng Xiaohan hurriedly withdrew his knife and resisted the attacks of the other Shura Kings.
The Lock Heart Evil Shadow Knife beat violently in Leng Xiaohan's hand again, "Again, what's the matter with the vibration on the scythe?" Before he had time to think about it, Leng Xiaohan hurriedly clenched the knife in his hand. "Hiss" but the tiger's mouth didn't hold it, it cracked, and the cracking of the tiger's mouth made Leng Xiaohan have a slight pause.
"Poof, poof, poof" is this pause that made Leng Xiaohan instantly appear three wounds on his body, one on his right shoulder and two on his back.
Seeing Leng Xiaohan injured, Qing'er and the others in the distance were all shocked.
Ghost Heart's eyes turned red, the whites of his eyes turned red, and the golden swastika swirled, forming golden eyes. As soon as the umbrella in his hand opened, he shouted loudly: "The sea of bitterness is endless!!" The sea of blood and the rain of blood reappeared, but this time it was not just more than forty Shura, hundreds of Shura kings were resisting at the same time.
After the sea of blood, Ghost Xinyu looked at the group of Shura that was still half below and the sea of blood that was gradually disappearing, turned the umbrella upside down with his right hand, and pressed it down: "Turn back to the shore!!" The sea of blood suddenly turned into a sea of golden scriptures, and golden scriptures also fell from the sky, and the remaining dozens of Shura kings were instantly evaporated.
Everyone hurriedly ran to Leng Xiaohan's side, very anxiously bandaging Leng Xiaohan's wounds, and the ghost whisper also flew to Leng Xiaohan's side, pulling Leng Xiaohan's left hand and saying seriously: "Brother, leave it to me next!"
Everyone nodded and persuaded Leng Xiaohan together, but Leng Xiaohan found a trace of sweat on his forehead. "Seeing that this trick consumes a lot of heart! yes, that's why I'm reluctant to use the ultimate." It seems that we have to think of a way, otherwise let alone a hundred floors, I don't know if I can break through the eighty floors.
These Shura Kings are really terrifying! Not only can they dissolve their true qi, but they can also dissolve the power of my physical body!!!Does it have anything to do with that shock?? Forget it, let's see what can be done first. ’
Thinking about it, he asked Chu Chu, "Is there a time limit for breaking through the Hundred Battle Towers?" is the time from this layer to the next layer?"
Chu Chu looked at Leng Xiaohan with tears in his eyes and said, "Otherwise, let's not break in, we've already done our best, aren't we? If we break through, our lives will be in danger! There are not a few disciples of the Shura Sect who die every year when they break into the Hundred Battle Tower." As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and said in a firm tone: "Let's go out!" Maybe this is the fate of our family, and it is useless if we are not lucky enough. ”
Then he probably felt a little frustrated by what he said, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a smile to both sides and said, "It's not necessarily that there is no other way! Let's go out and think of other ways! We can ask the Great Elders about them! They must know something!"
Leng Xiaohan grabbed Chu Chu's wrist hard, making Chu Chu's hand unable to exert force. Ignoring the tiger's mouth that was bleeding again, he kept this movement and said easily: "When did you get the teleportation talisman? ”
Chu Chu moved his arm vigorously, but Leng Xiaohan's hand did not move at all. Chu Chu stared at Leng Xiaohan and said, "You let go! I won't let you get hurt for me!!!
Looking at Chu Chu who slowly roared out, Leng Xiaohan exerted his right hand, Chu Chu's wrist hurt, and his hand couldn't help but let go. Leng Xiaohan grasped the teleportation talisman and fell backwards and lay on Qing'er's lap. Looking at the sky, he played with the teleportation talisman with both hands and said slowly: "Fate, what an illusory thing!
I believe that there is destiny, and every step and every road we take is driven by fate.
But I believe that people can reverse their fate, as long as you work hard enough, as long as you don't give up, one day you will become the helmsman of fate.
Fate has given you a bad hand? Then turn the table! Never bow to fate, never admit defeat. Because, once you admit defeat, then you really lose. You can only be reduced to a slave of fate for the rest of your life!
It's just that I've only suffered a small injury, and only one of us on the seventieth floor has been injured, we should be proud!" said with his right hand, he flipped the teleportation talisman and received it into the Ten Thousand Rings, and a pair of blood-red gloves appeared in his hand. The two blood lotuses on the back of the hand are in full bloom, and the color of the blood lotus is redder and more enchanting than the color of the glove.
Leng Xiaohan looked careless, and slowly put the gloves on his hands. stood up, bent down slightly, stretched out his left hand to Chu Chu, who was sitting on the ground, and said with an unusually serious and gentlemanly face: "If you feel that you can't resist fate with your strength, you can't play with fate."
So, I'll take you! I'll take you to rebel against your fate, I'll take you to break your fate, I'll make you the one at the helm of your own destiny. How's that? Believe me?"
Chu Chu looked at the palm in front of him, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help it, and burst out of his eyes. His hands were heavily placed on Leng Xiaohan's left hand, and he choked up: "I believe, I believe, I believe..."