A mist filled the entire battlefield at some point, because of the dark environment and the fierce fighting, so much so that no one noticed.

The raindrops that kept falling were getting thicker, and the dry and dry Mordor was already filled with moist moisture. In this case, the formation of mist does not seem unusual.

However, what is strange is that in this mist full of vitality, the true yuan in Song Tian's body is dissipating in a slow manner, endlessly, although the speed is very slow, and the total amount of dissipation is also quite weak—if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation has reached the point of perfection, he would not be able to detect it at all.

But Song Tian, who discovered this, was like a great enemy.

From a strong man who has achieved true cultivation and crossed the threshold of the fourth order, the god unconsciously drains the life energy of the unity of essence and spirit, and the difficulty is even higher than that of defeating it head-on.

On the other hand, it was Zheng Zha's injuries that recovered sharply at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"The Mist of Soothing!"

Song Tian's face was solemn, and four words burst out from between his teeth.

That's right, this skill that can attack the enemy and at the same time heal your own camp is the soothing fog that the Pandaren warrior monk specializes in in the world of Warcraft.

Strictly speaking, the true qi of the World of Warcraft cannot be classified with the true qi of the Eastern power system, after all, it is difficult to imagine that Westerners can truly understand the mystery of the Eastern true qi, but in the system of the main god, there is no doubt that the two are combined. This is also one of the benefits of Wang Yang's insistence on all members of the Zhongzhou team to cultivate internal force, because internal force is not only a kind of life energy, but also a platform, on which can be equipped with a variety of skills.

A skill like the Soothing Mist was the perfect match for Zhan Lan, and it was more effective than the Spirit Energy. It's just that Zhan Lan's internal force cultivation is far from reaching the realm of energy release, so if you want to cast the soothing mist, you must have a premise - you need the medium of the real mist to conduct it.

However, the environment of Mordor was very dry, and it was full of poisonous smoke, if it weren't for the battle between Wang Yang and Sauron, which condensed a lot of vitality, and finally triggered the celestial phenomena after the quantitative change caused the qualitative change, causing this rain that was not too small, she would have been helpless.

"And the Blood-Activating Technique!" Another green mist fell on Zheng Zha, and at the same time, Cheng Xiao's joking voice sounded. Cheng Xiao, who has cultivated his internal strength to a better level and has a deep understanding of medical science, is naturally the best candidate for cultivating a more advanced blood activation technique.

But for Song Tian, this is not the most serious, although the mist of soothing and blood activating techniques have a good effect of adding blood, but they are only good, it is impossible to use them as hole cards, what really makes him jealous is that Cheng Xiao can actually appear silently beside Zheng Zha's side under the lock of his qi machine, and this kind of situation of shielding perception is very familiar to him:

"Formation?"

Since Zhan Lan's soothing mist and Cheng Xiao's blood-invigorating technique are inseparable from the water mist, then it is natural for Ming Yanwei's Xuanyuan Trace Array to make contributions.

At the same time, Song Tian suddenly discovered that Zheng Zha, who had been locked by himself, actually disappeared into the mist out of thin air.

In this way, with the addition of just one water element, the entire situation of the Zhongzhou team was immediately revitalized.

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"I will sigh for you, because you have rejected the destiny of becoming a god."

Sauron stabbed out with a sword, and stared at Wang Yang tightly.

As the foe, whom it regarded as more formidable than ever, was about to fall, it was eager to see how the other side would behave. An unwilling counterattack? Dying roar? Or is it a vicious curse?

For thousands of years, it has witnessed the curtain call of countless heroes and the fall of countless peerless heroes, and it has found that their reaction to death is actually more reflective of the character's mind and bearing than the heroism of these heroes in their heyday.

But no matter whether it is a mental breakdown in the end, or whether it is to abide by one's heart, it is a very pleasant thing to be able to end such a strong and outstanding life. Especially under its precise and perfect layout, the process of slowly forcing the opponent into a desperate situation and finally strangling to death can make it forever remembered.

It loves the feeling.

And the human in front of him may be the last time he tasted this feeling before he became a god, so he cherished it even more. It hoped that it could remember every change in the sword blade's severed body and every part of the passage of life at this moment, so that it could be carefully recalled in the future, otherwise, how would it spend the endless loneliness in the endless years after becoming a god?

However, just then, it heard an unheard voice:

"But my belief is that the strong challenge themselves, and the weak succumb to fate."

Sauron looked up, and saw a fist flying in the air that he had never seen before.

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"What kind of punch is this?" After a moment of silence, Sauron asked.

Wang Yang's weapon was wrenched away by its sword, and without the divine sword that was so sharp that it could almost cut the heavens and the earth, Sauron finally let go of the last of his fears, but at the last moment when it thought it was already winning, Wang Yang punched.

Wang Yang's fist is like his person, once decided, there will be no change, once the shot, I am invincible.

The arrogant, resolute, indomitable fist was even more powerful than thunder and swifter than lightning. If you look down from the sky of Mordor, you will see a faint blue streamer, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, with an extremely brilliant brilliance, instantly penetrating the dry and scorched earth, through the rocky hills, through the endless darkness, through the whole of Mordor, and finally through the dark will of Sauron.

In front of the gate of Mordor, the two camps that were fighting endlessly were shocked to find that a torrent rushed out of the hinterland of Mordor, like a wild beast, sweeping between heaven and earth, and it was impossible to tell whether it was an earth-shattering thunder or an earth-shattering roar, in short, all the senses were filled, expanded, burst, disintegrated, dissipated in that moment, and finally turned into a blank.

When their souls returned, their senses were restored, but they were shocked to find that the vast expanse of Mordor had been divided in two by a chasm.

This is Wang Yang's fist.

Wang Yang just said lightly: "I can beat your fist." ”

Between the words, the piercing blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and soon stained his chest, although Sauron was knocked away by his punch, but its elven sword pierced his heart at the same time, and in the last round, both of them were defeated.

"You're also your strongest ability, right?" Sauron looked at Wang Yang's fist steadily, and suddenly sighed, "I should have thought that a proud powerhouse like you would never have believed in any weapon, and the only thing that can bring your will into full play is your fist, and you will only believe in your fist." ”

The Dragon Emperor's cadre Mo Ye is indeed sharp and unmatched, and no one can stop him, but it is not very consistent with Wang Yang's vertical and horizontal character, especially when facing an evenly matched opponent, he cannot give full play to his combat power. On the contrary, after the two swords were taken off, they returned to the sea like a dragon and a tiger entered the mountains and forests, and finally one blow was decided.

"Defeated under such a fist, I have nothing to say."

Sauron's voice gradually deepened, and at the same time, his body also collapsed and dissipated like quicksand, even if the Black Mang of the Supreme Ring was in full bloom, spewing out a large amount of black mist, it could not make up for the speed of death.

Will, this is the only place where Wang Yang is better than Sauron, but unfortunately, this is also the fulcrum of all Sauron's power, as it has always feared, when this fulcrum is broken, even the Supreme Ring cannot prevent the arrival of death.

"Boom ————"

The earth shook, the red light was abundant, and the pungent smell of sulfur rose to the sky, losing the suppression of Sauron's power, and the Doomsday Volcano was about to erupt.

The black mist grew stronger and stronger, turning into a rolling black tide surging in all directions, and everywhere it passed, the originally barren and dry land almost turned into dust, this is pure destruction and death, no life can survive.

Fortunately, this place is deep in the hinterland of Mordor, and when the battle between good and evil is raging, there is almost no one else - except Wang Yang.

Wang Yang had already been pierced through the heart, even if he barely escaped the end of death with the help of the Yuan Qi Convergence State, he was also seriously injured and dying, and if he fell into the black fog of death again, he would almost be dead and lifeless. However, Wang Yang, whose vitality was almost exhausted, was no longer able to move, and he couldn't even launch an instantaneous movement, so he could only watch the black mist of death roll in the sky.

A petite figure silently appeared beside Wang Yang and picked him up.

"Sakura?" Wang Yang immediately recognized the familiar aura.

Zhao Yingkong didn't speak, stepping on a wonderful step, ghostly in front of the black fog tide, the scene around him retreated very quickly, seeing that the two of them were about to get out of the range of the black fog.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yingkong suddenly paused.

"Cousin Sakura, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

In the darkness, Zhao Fukong's figure slowly revealed.

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Song Tian died.

With the treatment of the Soothing Mist and the Blood Activating Technique, coupled with the resilience of his own bloodline, and finally activating the vitality of the Life Spring Water he drank earlier, Zheng Zhe's injuries should not recover too quickly; Although it was still suppressed, it was already able to protect itself, not to mention the containment of the Xuanyuan Lost Trace Array and other partners, and the situation had already turned to the side of the Zhongzhou team. In this case, even Song Tian himself was mentally prepared to die.

But what no one could have imagined was that in the end, Song Tian actually died in the hands of Haotian. I have to say that it is really convenient to use this thing for Yin people, no wonder Song Tian died in the end.

And after successfully sniping Song Tian, Haotian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief: I finally made up enough of the side plot of the team, it's not easy, these guys in the Zhongzhou team are too ruthless, and they don't even give people soup to drink。。。。。。 Alas, don't talk about it, it's all tears if you talk too much! As for Song Tian。。。。。。 Let's go back and lower the flag at half-mast as a sign of silence.