Zhang He took another step, and the death sword also increased in a circle, and moreover, it became more condensed, bringing Zhang He a stronger death threat. Mobile Reading, Mobile Reading

Every time you raise your feet, it is a provocation to death.

Every step is a step towards death.

Every step that falls is a challenge to courage and a challenge to the limit.

Unconsciously, Zhang He marched ten more steps, he still did not receive any attack, and the hissing and trembling of the weapon all stopped, and the funeral world fell into a death-like silence, but the giant sword that exuded a strong death threat had become a terrifying giant sword more than two hundred meters long and more than ten meters wide, and the killing intent that wanted to cut the sky, as if it was going to split the sword of the burial world, had already burst out, and the cut Zhang He's skin hurt.

Life and death, maybe just one step, death, maybe just one step later, under the pressure of the intense death crisis, Zhang He's eyes turned red, and his breathing became as rough as a cow's panting.

At this moment, Zhang He's heartbeat was no longer violent, but sank to the bottom and became extremely slow, making Zhang He feel a sense of suffocation.

Zhang He took another step, this time, the terrifying giant sword did not continue to grow, but the dazzling light became more dazzling, like a thunderbolt, stabbing Zhang He's eyes painfully.

An even more tragic killing intent burst out from the giant sword, like an invisible blade, cutting through the air and leaving a shallow scratch on Zhang He's skin.

Just killing intent can cut through one's own skin, so once this giant sword falls, does he still have a chance to survive? For a while, a sense of despair quietly dispersed, making Zhang He couldn't help but have a bitter smile full of despair on his face.

It seems that my brother is really in a catastrophe.

In the silent murmuring, Zhang He's eyes turned gray, losing his light and brilliance.

"I'm sorry."

In despair, Zhang He involuntarily thought of Wang Jingyan, and involuntarily remembered the child he had not yet met.

In a silent whisper, Zhang He simply closed his eyes and stepped out of his right foot like a walking corpse.

One step later, Grandpa's old face and kind smile immediately came to mind, "Grandpa, I'm sorry." In a silent murmur, Zhang He took another step.

Every step forward, Zhang He's mind will float with the face of a relative, and with every step, Zhang He's heart will inevitably set off a sharp pain like a knife, and he will silently say goodbye to a relative, but with every step, despair will be deeper.

Despair was like a vine, wrapping Zhang He tighter and tighter, making Zhang He almost suffocate and collapse.

"Butterfly Dance, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

"Bayi, I'm sorry."

"Meiyan, I'm sorry."

……

With the step by step, with the emergence of relatives one by one, unconsciously, Zhang He has been completely overwhelmed by despair, unconsciously, Zhang He sank in despair, gave up in sinking, and became even more desperate in giving up.

Unconsciously, Zhang He seemed to have turned into a walking corpse, forgetting a qiē and ignoring a qiē, only knowing that he slowly walked forward and slowly walked towards death.

But as despair spreads, Zhang He unknowingly enters a magical realm.

Forget it, forget it, forget the danger, forget about death, forget yourself, your heart is empty, your mind is empty, your heart is empty, your heart is empty, and your heart is empty.

The realm of emptiness, a magical realm, a realm that can only be entered by chance in extreme despair, and a magical realm that can break out of the cocoon into a butterfly, but it is also a realm that can completely destroy people.

The Empty Realm, an extremely sharp double-edged sword, with hope after despair on one side and eternal despair on the other.

If you don't break out of your cocoon into a butterfly in despair, you will completely sink in despair.

Zhang He, who was in the realm of emptiness, completely forgot about it, only knew that he was walking because he was walking, and he only knew that he walked step by step towards the arms of death, without heartache, without fear, and without any fluctuations in emotion.

Step by step, but as Zhang He moved forward step by step, the hundred-meter-high Death Giant Sword was still getting stronger, and the strong ones were about to destroy the world.

The tragic killing intent is even more intense to the point of an extremely terrifying Cheng dù, which makes it difficult for people not to collapse, but Zhang He is unaware of this, and is still walking towards the arms of death step by step.

The hanging giant sword is still increasing step by step, and the terrifying fluctuations emitted are still gradually increasing, but Zhang He is still unconsciously approaching death step by step, step by step towards the arms of death.

With the passage of time, the hanging giant sword has turned into a kilometer-long terrifying giant sword, and although Zhang He is still unaware of the threat of death, the seed of the Barren Avenue has been activated again.

Countless red, black, and green rays of light suddenly came from every corner of the Burial Soldier Realm, instantly forming a huge ball of light, enveloping Zhang He.

Desolation is also the way.

With the appearance of red, black and green light, the mountain outside the archway of the funeral world instantly became a barren.

The trees died, the mountain dried up and cracked, and in an instant it became a hellish scene on earth, with the wind blowing, and the dead trees turned into flying ash in the cold mountain wind.

The flying ash made the entire sky gray, and the surrounding area of the funeral world became a barren and dilapidated scene of the end of the world.

The bare barren mountains and the flying ash raging in the sky have turned the whole world into a barrenness.

With the barrenness of the mountains, the red, black and green light also became denser and more condensed, but with the change of the red, black and green light, the thousands of weapons in the funeral world also rioted, and the neighing sound of "Zheng Zheng" sounded again, and the violent trembling of thousands of weapons shook again with the entire funeral world.

Not only that, but the high-hanging giant sword also instantly increased by nearly half, and the dazzling light and tragic killing intent also multiplied.

The barren avenue seemed to occupy the absolute superiority of the male soldiers, and the thousands of weapons in the funeral world seemed to have become unyielding heroes fighting to the death, and for a while, the confrontation between the two made the heavens and the earth change color and make the sky tremble.

Zhang He was still walking unconsciously, but a hint of realization quietly appeared in his mind.

potential, the general trend of heaven and earth.

The confrontation between the barren avenue and thousands of weapons was vivid in Zhang He's mind.

The countless red, black and green rays of light on the barren avenue are like a huge silkworm cocoon, binding the land within a radius of thousands of miles, and like a powerful machine, the energy of the entire heaven and earth is instantly drained and collected for its own use.

Looking at the thousands of weapons, it seems to be like countless machine parts, in close cooperation, all the power is unreservedly transmitted to the hanging giant sword, not only that, but the thousands of weapons also seem to have become countless screws, closely linking themselves with the funeral world, so that the entire funeral world and thousands of weapons are integrated.

Both are taking advantage of the situation.

The Barren Avenue is borrowing the power of heaven and earth within thousands of miles outside the Funeral Soldier Realm, and thousands of weapons are borrowing the power of the Earth within the Funeral Soldier Range, which makes the collision between the Barren Avenue and the terrifying giant sword directly evolve into a collision of potential and potential.

Zhang He is still unconscious, but in Zhang He's sea of knowledge, the confrontation and collision of potential are as clear as slow motion, sucking Zhang He's attention to death, making Zhang He gradually rise a trace of enlightenment, and this realization is becoming clearer and clearer.

The barren avenue and the terrifying giant sword face each other from afar, like two evenly matched giants, irritating each other, no one wants to bow their heads, you are stronger and I am stronger, they are desperately trying to suppress each other, but no one can help anyone.

As Zhang He took an unconscious step, the hanging giant sword was still increasing step by step, and with the enhancement of the giant sword, the barren avenue also strengthened.

The battle between the strong and the stronger is becoming more and more intense, and Zhang He has also given birth to a clearer and clearer understanding in this increasingly fierce confrontation. (Chivalry Chinese Network)