Chapter 179: The Will Is Immortal (1/2)
The old man couldn't stop crying.
The pupils of the young god and demon contracted violently, the silver spear battle robe, and the power from the blade of the sword, there was no doubt that it was not much inferior to him at this moment, and at this moment, the news from Yuruo rose in his mind again.
They're back, too.
It's not fake.
The young man looked at the dazzling robe, a chill appeared in his eyes, and the sword in his hand slammed forward.
is completely different from the previous teasing of Ji Yongyi and others, and directly used all his strength.
At the same time, being pulled by authority, countless vitality gathered, turned into a sharp weapon that could not be seen by the naked eye, and attacked towards the sudden appearance of the heavenly general, if it was a heavenly court god general who was born, he would naturally not be able to deal with such a tricky and ruthless attack, and would be severely damaged in an instant.
But at this moment, after experiencing the tempering of the regional level, this Roaring Tianwei has completely mastered the core of his own strength, and Zhao Li, who was overlooking this scene in the white space, stretched out his hand and shook it slightly, and the qi luck in Roaring Tianwei's body surged.
Although he was not able to completely restore the combat ability at the peak of his power.
But in such a luxurious way as burning luck, authority can still be stimulated.
Let the Roaring Sky Guard briefly regain its full strength.
The momentum of the heavenly general became more and more calm, and with a movement of his wrist, the silver spear was roaring violently, turning into a stream of light piercing through the air, dancing, like a swimming dragon, tearing all the invisible blades apart, and then suddenly stepped forward and rushed towards the youth in front.
The gods and demons created by heaven and earth have died.
At this moment, the one who holds this power is the divine general of the heavenly court.
The god of justice, under the command of the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao, roaring Tianwei.
Punish on behalf of the heavens, kill demons and eliminate demons.
The young man obviously did not expect that the suddenly appeared Heavenly General would have such a superb fighting instinct, and he broke through his means in an instant, and the strong wind he carried was sharp, like the roar of a wild beast, the young man was slightly stunned, the gun had been forced in front of him, and suddenly pierced forward.
The sword in the hands of the young god and demon subconsciously defended, but it was knocked open by a crack.
With a violent sound, the naked eye could see that the vitality exploded, forming extremely dazzling light particles, and then overflowing in an arc, and this sudden attack had already made the young gods and demons slightly unbalanced.
The heavens will exert their strength with both feet, and the earth will be stepped out of the cracks.
The body forcibly stabilized, and it suddenly lifted upward, and the tail of the gun turned into a blunt weapon, slamming towards the chest of the god and demon.
This marksmanship has been honed from life and death.
The Heavenly General, who has been tortured and killed many times, still maintains the tension of fighting with the Roaring Sky Dog during the battle, and after getting closer, his eyes light up slightly, and his mouth bursts into a shout, and the spear turns into a cold storm, enveloping the gods and demons in front.
Sweeps, thrusts, volleys.
Each move condenses all the spirit.
Each move pulls and triggers a torrent that rushes into the sky, tearing through the clouds.
Almost when he was close, this young man was suppressed, Zhao Li looked down at this picture, slightly stunned, and immediately according to the authority of this young man, he deduced that this guy should be the type who is good at supernatural powers and is not good at hand-to-hand combat.
Because great power is too easy to obtain, is it not possible for the mind to compete with the monks who come up step by step?
Zhao Li was thoughtful.
He only has the ability to fight at the real level, and he has no intention of attacking directly.
Instead, on top of the white space, holding Huang Yue in his right hand, with the Funeral Sun Gun and the Mixed Yuan Sword next to him, watching the battle, ready to face the back of the young god and demon's head at any time, and snorting coldly, this is a righteous group fight, there is no need to be embarrassed at all.
The gods and demons are pressed step by step.
The momentum of that day was extremely brave, as if he was not afraid of death.
The god and demon body was left with a wound again, the previous arrogance gradually could not be supported, panic appeared in the bottom of the eyes, and then a trace of cruel look flashed, pretending to retreat, after all, the heavenly general was born of a new consciousness, did not see the intention of luring the enemy, and pursued forward.
The god and demon raised his hand sharply and grabbed it.
The huge vitality was grabbed in his hand, and when he turned around, he suddenly threw it out.
This trick is all too familiar, and seems to have been suggested by some more powerful being.
Whether it is the means of mobilizing vitality, or the time to make a move, it has been polished to the point of approaching perfection, at this moment, it can be called the limit of overriding the technique, reaching the Dao, a trace of consternation flashed in the eyes of the Roaring Tianwei, and he immediately gritted his teeth, intending to bear this move with his body.
And at this time, another figure rushed up with unparalleled speed, as if the last light returned, and the old remnant soul did not completely stop this move, but knocked the Heavenly General to one side, allowing the Heavenly General to avoid the vital point, and at the same time, blocking the Roaring Heavenly Guard.
The spear condensed by the vitality pierced through the remnant soul.
Then pass through the position above the mouth of the Heavenly General's heart, tear the cave mansion, and fly over the sea.
The roar was endless, and the endless sea of stars was torn apart by a white line of hundreds of miles.
The immeasurable sea water was repelled away, and a wave of tens of meters or even hundreds of meters exploded on both sides, and the sea water smashed down and landed on the sea surface, and the sound was like rolling thunder sweeping over the earth, alarming the sea surface for hundreds of miles.
Wu Tianwei was in a trance, looked at the old man who was blocking in front of him with his arms outstretched, and opened his mouth.
"This ...... Why?"
He was originally a newly born spirit body, with memories, but memories are not feelings, but at this moment his heart was suddenly touched, and there was a feeling of being stunned, the gods and demons used almost all their strength, but they never succeeded, and their expressions were gloomy, but they were no longer entangled, and turned around and left quickly.
The old man's remnant body shook, unable to support it.
In the end, he still fulfilled his duty as a silver spear to kill the clouds.
Pale, even with transparent hair hanging down, the old man's eyes spread, the obsession in his heart has dissipated, and the lonely journey that has lasted for tens of thousands of years has finally drawn the last symbol here.
The cave is broken, so the sun is falling.
His body shook, and he fell to his knees in front of him, and before his consciousness collapsed, he saw the city of the Giant Fortress from a distance, and finally sensed that something was wrong, and rushed towards it, they were now wearing magic robes made of special spiritual materials.
- That kind of quaint battle robe and armor, no one wears it anymore.
Known as the front arrow of the human race, the last barrier, the battle robe of the Silver Spear Cloud Decisive Corps. Comrades who fought together against that cruel era, there were those who died in war, those who died of disease, and those who went crazy in loneliness and despair. The people who stood beside him who lived and died together are long gone, and he is the first and last silver spear.
The oath made is gone, but the thought of killing remains.
In the end, nothing will be left.
I thought so......
The old man, who was unable to stand up, stretched out his hand, touched the sunlight and the distant majestic giant fortress, and his palm began to shatter, and he whispered contentedly.
"Ahh......h
In my memory, the tall back figure stood in the mountains, and the flipped flags above my head looked like clouds of fire.
He turned his head, drew his sword, pointed it forward, his eyes darkened, and smiled:
"Gods and demons?"
"Our will is the same as on this earth...... It is imperishable. ”
The man with the broad back galloped down the hill, roaring along the way, and rushed forward, so that his comrades roared in unison, and he was among them.
"The ...... That Is Immortal"
The obsession dissipated, the old man's body seemed to freeze for a while, and then with a crisp bang, it collapsed piece by piece, and he didn't know how to name the feeling that appeared in his heart, he was silent, stretched out his hand, and suddenly tore off his battle robe, and wrapped the old man's remaining existence with that battle robe and his last luck, and held it solemnly with both hands.
Those who are obsessed with the immortal and fight for the world.
should be on the list.
Even if it's too much to do.
The second master will definitely not let such a brave person collapse and die, and the thousand two hundred grass-headed gods will not enter the heavenly court, and they are all the elites that the second master found from Jiuzhou.
I should have this name.
When Ji Yongyi saw this scene, the tide in his heart surged, supporting him to get up, looking at the quaint battle robe, as well as the heavenly general wearing armor, Ling Ran, black hair and black eyes, seeing that the heavenly general protected the soul of the old man with great preciousness, he was a real person in the side branch of the Ji family, and he knew from Ji Wu what kind of existence he was guarding, so he faintly guessed the identity of the old man, and his heart was shocked.
Looking at the heavenly general who was holding the remains of the old man, he saw the robe that was the same as the old man's clothes.
The turbulent waves in Ji Yongyi's heart were no worse than those innate gods and demons, and he said strongly:
"I don't know what to call ......"
The Celestial General glanced at him and replied:
"Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun is under the command of a thousand two hundred heavenly guards. ”
He took one last look at the monks who arrived, nodded slightly at Ji Yongyi, who showed great toughness, held the battle robe in both hands, stepped on the void, took a few steps, and disappeared, leaving only the children of the Ji family who were suppressed because of this, Ji Yongyi was helped up, and when he breathed, his lungs stinged like a fire, and his heart was shocked.
Wai Tianwei ......
What the old man said was that the silver spear killed the Cloud Corps.
The same robes, silver spears, the same fighting spirit and enemies, that is......
struggled to get up, but the sharp pain hit quickly, Ji Yongyi's vision gradually darkened, and he fell into a coma, the shouts of the people around him were far away, and only one last thought was left in his mind.
We must return today's events to Lord Ji Wu.
PS: Today's first update............