Lin Jisheng was inexplicable, but he knew that if anyone knew everything, it could only be a bystander, and the so-called authorities were obsessed with bystanders, and it was really a wise saying at this moment.

After getting the energy of the "Blood Brake", Lin Ji felt that the aura gathered in his body at this moment was much stronger than any of the remaining "Blood Brakes", which also made him lose his fear and worry, and slowly approached the only other person in this corner.

The distance is very close, but Lin Ji has never been able to see the face of the "blood brake" clearly, as before, it seems that he can only vaguely distinguish his expression, at this moment he is smiling? The smile is also different, the world is full of joy, anger and sorrow, but a few simple expressions obviously express all the emotions of people.

Sometimes a smile that also seems to be no difference, but a little difference in the curvature of the corners of the mouth may show different emotions, Lin Ji is a person who likes to laugh, and he has his own feelings about smiles.

For example, the smile of the "blood brake" in front of me is said to be happy, but it is a little sad, it is said to be lonely, and it is a little relieved, seeing such a smile, it will make people inexplicably want to cry, and they don't know whether to be sad or happy at the moment of crying.

He obviously knew the purpose of Lin Ji's trip, he couldn't see the face at the corner of his mouth clearly, and seemed to make a voice: "He is far stronger than you, but his luck is far worse than yours, you are far weaker than him, but you have a heart that does not despair and give up, the two of you are somewhat similar, but also a little different." ”

His explanation was not clear, but Lin Ji had a little speculation, thinking that the first battle between the two had caused the collapse of the space, and the void was already a huge crisis, but the void that was close at hand launched an offensive against the unlucky "Blood Brake".

And the second time they fought, the "Blood Brake" had fallen under the devouring of the void, only the palm of the hand did not collapse, preserving a little vitality, if Lin Ji gave up the moment and started again, both of them were waiting for the arrival of death, then who would be the final winner?

But Lin Ji's choice made him the final winner, I have to say that maybe Lin Ji didn't have the strength to overwhelm the two, but he had a unique fortune at that moment, far more than the luck of the two.

"I'm winning, even if I'm weak" Lin Ji said this sentence with some sighs, his eyes seemed to be aware of the "blood brake", not getting the other party's contempt, but conveying a trace of recognition.

"You are weak at the same time, but you are equally strong, even if you are weak, but you have a strong heart, then you are strong. "Defeat is defeat, victory is victory, no, the best words in front of you, defeat is death, victory is life.

Without the slightest hesitation, nor the slightest fear of death, the only one of the two "blood brakes" ended his own life, leaving the only winner in this corner in the end.

"But even if I win, I don't think I've won, I'm a little unwilling. As a winner, Lin Ji is like a loser, as proud as him, and there is no superiority in his heart, but endless unwillingness.

His murmur precipitated in the darkness, it seemed to be getting farther and farther away, all the darkness seemed to be like a rapid flow of water, rolling waterspouts from all directions, driving the entire space, the darkness gradually shrunk, the light bit by bit, and then infinitely expanded, like a space-time tunnel, and the surrounding scene flashed rapidly.

And the darkness where the forest is buried is just a signpost, at this moment, only a small black dot can be seen in the distance, and the murmur quietly disappears with the continuous extension of the distance, but the eyes that seem to be looking straight ahead at the moment are extremely sensitive.

The brushstrokes seem to be a little sluggish, and the moment this scene is written, the eyes are facing each other!

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Movement or stillness, contradictory and connected theoretical sacrifices, abrupt movements, abrupt stops, accompanied by the sudden appearance of bright light in the whole heaven and earth, everything is bright to the extreme, and everything slowly stops.

Lin Ji's body was lying quietly, and his strong vitality was still growing indefinitely, but it gave people a different feeling, as if he was about to reach a bottleneck after all, or a precursor to the opening of those slightly trembling eyes.

Gradually, there seems to be a strange energy driving the body, making everything transparent, skin, muscles, muscles and bones····· Through the obstacles of vision, it is as if God sees the vibrating central hub.

And at this moment, a figure that was obviously coagulated by blood was sitting on the surface of the heart with a swagger, and the tentacles of the surrounding blood were swinging its body, like a blooming lotus, protecting Lin Ji.

Finally, the figure casually opened its closed eyes, and at the same time, a blood-soaked crimson figure in the depths of his mind noticed it and opened his eyes at the same time.

It was a pair of ordinary eyes, no different except for the bright red, the two figures flowed uncontrollably on the two bridges of heaven and earth, and their respective lotus platforms were made under them, one from top to bottom, and one from bottom to top.

"Blood Luo" blood is the furnace, and the dead Luo is coal, and the combination of the two can be called "blood Luo".

A little bit closer, they saw each other clearly, with each other's friendly smiles on each other's faces, the two "Lin Ji" got closer and closer, and finally each bent half of the corners of their mouths and touched it.

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The sky swirled, the blood-red streamer escaped into the night, time and space flowed again, and there was still a fierce killing machine behind him, and the powerful momentum still blocked all the directions that could escape, and it was still this desperate situation.

The body that has been broken to the extreme, the strength, the qi and blood, the true qi, all the body that is still exhausted, and even the head is already drowsy, it can be said that it is sleep, it can also be said to be a kind of escape, is time really stagnant? No one knows, but the difficult situation has really not changed.

"Let's die" The bright golden light covered the figure of the martial artist behind him, but even so, Lin Ji seemed to be able to see his hideous and ugly face. The end? not yet then, the beginning? maybe, so to speak.

Even though his consciousness was not very clear, Lin Ji still noticed for the first time that the only thing in his body had changed, and subconsciously, he entrusted all his will to a blood mass that suddenly appeared in his dantian at this moment.

The golden color once again enveloped Lin Ji's body, and this time he had no strength left to struggle anymore, "Turn it into minced meat." After taking a sip, the middle-aged martial artist of the Guyuan Realm was not far away, with a hint of joy on his face.

After all, even if the reward for killing Lin Ji with his own hands was very tempting for him, a martial artist of the Guyuan Realm, he was happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at the torches that were gradually gathering around him with a smile on his face, thinking about how to ask for credit?

As for the confirmation of Lin Ji's life and death, in fact, there was not much need in his mind at all, no matter how many guys in the Huayuan Realm Lin Ji killed, in his opinion, they were all ants, this was the unanimous view of the Guyuan Realm towards the little ghosts of the Lingyuan Realm.

Although it was not necessary, the golden light gradually dissipated, and the others were hurrying over, and there was nothing to do for a while, so they swept their eyes.

But before he could see what was happening, what he could perceive before his sight was his somewhat sensitive sense of smell. A distinctive, as if it had been precipitated for several years, came to the face.

"Did you blast him into blood?" subconsciously asked himself, but the next moment he found that something was wrong, such a strong smell of blood obviously could not be produced by Lin Ji alone.

At the same time as this doubt arose, the last of the golden light completely dissipated, and what could be vaguely found was a slowly rising crimson, redder than the most vivid blood.

And this red light was his last sight, almost as his sluggish head received the pain of belation, and his brain splattered everywhere like gushing lava.

The "first" hoarse, deep voice, but with the urge to cry out from the bottom of one's heart······

The massacre under the moonlit night has just begun·······