Chapter 13: The Strength of the Burial Heaven
There was silence in the carriage at the front of the train, Lin Quan and Wang Chao's pupils dilated, their mouths opened wide with a hellish expression, and the other staff members were also shocked.
Lin Quan and Wang Chao rubbed their eyes at the same time, then looked at the screen, and pinched themselves again, the sharp pain made them grin. At the same time, they are sure of one thing, this is not a dream, it is true. The green dot on the monitor, which represented the Bloodthirsty Explosive Bear, was gone, and the two red dots, though dimly glowing, still shone.
"Are you really losing a bloodthirsty bear?" Wang Chao swallowed his saliva, moistened his somewhat dry throat, and turned his head to look at Lin Quan.
"The scores are out, what is it that is not a bloodthirsty bear?" Lin Quan also had a look of disbelief, but the 5,000 points that instantly skyrocketed under the mark representing Qin Liang's soul breath made him have to believe this fact.
"Are you sure he's only a mid-level fighter?"
"Where did you get so many problems, I'm also a head of mush now." Lin Quan really didn't know how to vent the shock in his heart at this time, and couldn't help yelling at Wang Chao.
"It's lit up, it's lit up again, and the life data of that men's college is soaring." A staff member screamed, and everyone looked at the miracle-making red dot on the screen again.
Qin Liang held the bloodthirsty exploding bear next to the corpse of the bloodthirsty explosive bear, and then turned around and pulled the right half of the bloodthirsty explosive bear that had been cut off just now and placed it on the other side of the huoqing. Mao Qing looked at Qin Liang intently, and the tears in his eyes began to gather uncontrollably.
"No...... Don't ......" released the green light just now after helping Qin Liang recover, she became weaker and weaker, and she desperately wanted to shout out in her heart, but she could only squeeze out a few bytes intermittently.
She wanted to stop Qin Liang, but her weak body left her without a trace of strength, so she could only lean on the corpse of the bloodthirsty explosive bear, letting the unstoppable tears blur her eyes.
"It's okay, it's just that it may not look the same in the future." Qin Liang stretched out his hand to help Mao Qing wipe away the tears that slowly fell from his eyes, the blood stains on his hands added a touch of blush to Mao Qing's pale jade face, Qin Liang took a step back and looked at Mao Qing seriously, "Take a closer look, you are actually quite beautiful." ”
"No...... Don't ......" Mao Qing desperately gathered the strength in her body, she prayed that even if her body was always weak like this, she hoped that time would stand still and let Qin Liang not do what was next.
Qin Liang took a deep breath and glanced at Mao Qing with a smile, then turned around and took out the dagger in the war backpack and slashed the palms of his hands, forming a strange handprint. The gray air currents that had disappeared swirled around his body again, and faint flames burst into his eyes.
"The spirits of the dead wandering between heaven and earth, please listen to my prayers, I am willing to give up everything in my life to protect the weak in front of me......"
Prayer for the Dead! It's not a mourning for the dead, it's a prayer for the dead. As Qin Liang chanted, his hair began to slowly turn gray and finally fell off, the flesh and blood on his body dried up quickly, like a withered yellow leaf falling in a row, his internal organs shrunk and died, and finally his eyes that were extraordinarily bright by the faint flames were shattered. The eyeballs were replaced by two pulsing flames.
The green flame bloomed in Qin Liang's eyes, and his voice changed from mellow and energetic at the beginning, slowly becoming hoarse, and finally becoming like a bone that wanted to dry up quickly.
The rotting leaves on the ground, the dead branches on the trees, the dry bones buried deep in the ground that I don't know when, the sound of the passing wind...... All the passing beings released wisps of gray air that swirled around the green continuously.
The Bloodthirsty Bear gradually stood up, the right half of his severed body and the left side of his body fused with each other, and the flesh on his body turned to flying ashes.
The gray air flow gathered and melted into the bones of the bloodthirsty exploding bear that was only a skeleton. The skeleton, which was originally extremely pale because of the flesh and blood turning into flying ashes, slowly became crystal like jade, and an unshakable aura like a mountain began to spread between the skeletons of the bloodthirsty white bear with the influx of gray air.
"Guardian of the Dead!" Qin Liang's hoarse voice spat out the last syllable, leaving only the white bones' hands forming a guardian handprint.
Click, click, click......
With a powerful aura rippling all over his body, the skeleton of the bloodthirsty explosive bear standing like a majestic mountain range slowly squatted down, like a female bear protecting a newborn bear, protecting the green under her body.
Looking at the green who was protected under the skeleton of the bloodthirsty explosive bear, Qin Liang no longer had eyeballs, and the faint flames in his eye sockets were beating, and at this time, Qin Liang was no longer a person, but a skeleton, a skeleton with undead flames burning in his eye sockets.
The Prayer of the Dead can only be used by the undead, without the Flame of the Dead as a medium, Qin Liang directly used the Prayer of the Dead, and had to pay other costs, he gave up everything in life and was willing to become an undead. And what is exchanged is the safest protection of Mao Qing at this time, as well as the extremely strong strength.
If it was just Mao Qing and himself, he wouldn't choose to do it. He will continue to move forward with Mao Qing, but here he needs to protect not only Mao Qing, but also Wu Wei, a brother who has grown up with him since childhood.
Although it has only been less than two months since Qin Liang traveled to this era, those feelings of Qin Liang before have been deeply rooted in his bone marrow. So he must save Wu Wei, and the only way to save Wu Wei is to make himself strong.
Turning from a living soul to an undead soul was the fastest and most direct method that Qin Liang, who possessed the supreme holy text of the undead clan, thought of.
Qin Liang had no regrets, nor was he sad. Although he became this ghost, he did not die, and he could save Wu Wei and Mao Qing. It's just that he can't accompany his parents in the future, as an undead, he is destined not to be accepted by this world, and can only look at his parents and his sister from afar, which can't help but make him a little sad.
But soon Qin Liang restrained these emotions, and the flames of the undead shone violently in his eyes. At this moment, he was no longer Qin Liang, but the undead emperor in the Gods and Demons Continent who had single-handedly created the entire Dark Age Burial Heaven.
A smile bloomed on Qin Liang's face staring at the void, although he was only a skull face at this time and couldn't make any expression, anyone could feel his smile.
At this moment, he, who had become a complete fusion of the undead and the supreme holy scriptures of the undead race, finally understood the question that had been plaguing him all this time as to why he could not summon.
At this time, Qin Liang, who was extremely powerful, clearly felt the existence of the undead realm, but the undead realm was very far away from this world, and it was many times farther away than the undead realm he felt when he was in the God and Demon Continent. The farther away the more powerful the summoning required, so he had failed before.
But at this moment, he not only clearly felt the existence of the undead realm, but even felt the existence of his own bone dragon branded with soul marks in the undead realm.
Qin Liang, who didn't need any precious materials to depict the summoning formation, fused with the supreme holy scriptures of the undead clan, directly used his powerful spiritual power to cross the endless void and open a channel to communicate with the undead world.
"Wake up, bone dragon sleeping in the undead realm, you will fight with me to the top again."
Rise......!
A loud dragon groan sounded at the other end of the passage,
The demon beast that was originally crazy on the plain suddenly trembled all over, made a whining sound in its mouth, and its whole body crawled on the ground in extreme horror.
The top existence of the pyramid of the dragon clan demon beast world, Long Wei made these demon beasts tremble from the soul.
But Qin Liang didn't feel the slightest bit of the Bone Dragon's power on him, listening to the Bone Dragon's dragon moan, he really felt the joy of the Bone Dragon, just like a puppy who was bored at home, suddenly saw his master come back and shook his head and tail to greet him.
Click!
In a carriage full of complex rune patterns in the train, a white gem the size of an egg wrapped in a complex pattern of countless runes suddenly appeared. The rift widened instantly, and in just a moment, the entire gem was reduced to pieces.
"What's going on?" Wang Chao's face changed.
"The energy hedron that supports the Great Array has shattered." Glancing at the flickering above the roof of the car, Lin Quan's face was indescribably solemn with the phantom array pattern that quickly disappeared.
"The energy hedron shatters! How can it be? Isn't the energy spar able to withstand the grandmaster-level powerhouse crisscrossing inside? This energy spar has just been replaced, how can it shatter? ”
"Then I have to ask what this kid did in the end, even the energy spar that can withstand the dream of a grandmaster-level powerhouse and fight in it has been shattered."
At this time, there was fear, anger, unwillingness, and the happy freshmen in the carriage opened their eyes one by one, looking at the slanting sun outside the train window, with a puzzled look on their faces.
"Dear passengers and friends, it is now 17:30 in the afternoon, and the train is about to reach the terminal Yanjing Station, please bring your luggage and belongings and prepare to get off the train."
The sound of the announcement stunned the freshmen, who were originally puzzled, for a moment, and then they became noisy and began to get up to get their luggage.
Sleeping and dreaming is a normal thing. It's just that this dream is a little more real.
But why does it feel so real in a dream, and I can't remember some specific things after waking up? What does the brother who fought side by side with him in his dream look like?