"Roar—"

The battlefield killing god raised his head and roared with the blood-black giant knife, and the sound echoed in the first layer of the tower, as if in response to the king, and the other battlefield killing ghosts roared, and the fishy wind gusted, and there were no living creatures in the first layer, except for Shan Luo, who was lying on the ground and was in a dying state.

Many creatures in the giant gate shook their heads and left, and a generation of fierce demons fell like this, giving them a feeling of sadness for the dead rabbit and fox, looking at the sand and dust outside the door, and the green tendons in the right hand holding the long knife burst out, compared to those creatures, they were more touched by the player.

Fall is not only the first player, but also an irreproducible legendary myth!

He has been invincible since the rise of the Fallen, and even if the enemy is strong, he can perform miracles to defeat it, but now he is going to die here, and not many people know about it, so that the sword life can't help but feel desolate and sad.

"Are you going to stop there?"

Shan Luo couldn't hear the question in the heart of the knife life, at this moment his consciousness was in chaos, his exploding eyes could see the roaring figure of the killing ghost on the battlefield around him, and he could still feel the suppressive momentum emanating from the battlefield killing god behind him, everything seemed to have lost its meaning, at this moment he could only wait for his blood volume to slowly clear to zero.

It's really coming to an end......

He thought in a daze, thinking back to the past, he had a feeling of dreaming, he was afraid that he would wake up again and he would still be that muddy ordinary college student, although the journey was extremely difficult, but he really didn't want to go back to his original form.

"Is this really just a dream?"

When people are about to die, they will have the feeling of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, he feels that everything around him is like an illusion, and his body is not controlled at all. It seems that the soul will ascend to heaven at any moment.

"Boss! Get the for me! Don't be so bad! ”

At this moment, the angry voice of the Spirit Party reached his ears. I saw Lingdang's hands pressed against the transparent light curtain, and his face was full of hideous colors. attracted Yang Shixian, Silk and Dao Life, and those creatures who had not left also watched quietly as if watching a play.

"I said I would fight until I died, get up quickly, don't lie there motionless like a weakling!"

"Aren't you invincible, aren't you invincible, no matter how powerful the enemy you can defeat, how can you stop here now?"

"You've been knocked down so many times and you can get back up, why can't you stand up this time!"

The Spirit Party roared hoarsely. The voice clearly spread two hundred meters away, making those battlefield killers can't help but look at him, and the single pupils lying in a pool of blood began to be stained with blood.

"The ants should die, everything is in vain in the face of absolute strength!"

The battlefield killing god plunged his knife into the ruins and said, the sound was like a torrent of thunder, resounding in the heavens and the earth, no one dared to look at it, but the spirit party glared at it fiercely.

Wisps of blood began to burrow into Shan Luo's body, but no one saw it under the cover of the surrounding sand and dust.

"Stand up for me! Don't act like a dead man. It's not you who are so cowardly! You're a depravity! The man who is called the king! Stand the for me! ”

Lingdang roared with all his strength, Yang Shixian and Dao Ming were also shocked by the relationship between him and Shan Luo, what kind of trust is this, even if Shan Luo has completely lost his combat effectiveness. The Spirit Party still trusted him to stand up and continue the fierce battle.

The other creatures were also infected by the hoarseness of the spirit party, and Shan Luo, who was lying in the ruins, constricted his pupils. As if a drop of water broke the calm surface of the lake, his consciousness was instantly pulled back from the abyss!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ……

The sound of a weak heartbeat began to grow stronger again. Like a war drum, it sounded in Shan Luo's ears, and the blood in the air began to pour into his body frantically. At the same time, the voice of killing the gods and souls suddenly sounded in his heart:

"The real strong can break through the limit again and again, the reason why the God of Killing can kill the God is that it started from killing the weak at the beginning, and became strong step by step, boy, if you don't stand up again, all the efforts you have made and the pain you have suffered will be in vain! Is it worth it? Are you willing? Are you willing! ”

Shan Luo's hands gripped the dirt and clawed hard, blood kept dripping from his mouth, and he roared in a low voice: "It's not worth it! Reluctant! Even more unwilling! ”

"Then what are you doing here? Don't be like a dead dog, stand up for me! Keep fighting! Slaughter the god of killing! ”

Listening to the words of the Killing God Soul, Shan Luo's heart surged with unprecedented anger and unwillingness, the faces that had hurt him, the faces he loved quickly flashed in his mind, and he slowly climbed up with his hands on the ground.

"That's it! Boss, show that beast the power of our players! ”

Lingdang shouted in surprise, Yang Shixian and Dao Ming also looked at Shan Luo in shock, even those creatures, they couldn't understand what kind of strength could support Shan Luo to stand up again.

At this moment, the giant gate began to shake violently, and the door that had been open to the outside began to close.

"Boom-"

The terrifying tornado-like blood suddenly erupted from Shan Luo's body, and his face was full of hideous grips on the blood-stained soil, and he roared madly in his heart:

"Fighting Tips! Open! ”

His body suddenly strengthened a little, and those broken bones were squeezed back into place.

"The true body of the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon! Open! ”

Two dragon horns quickly grew out of his forehead, his pupils instantly dyed blood, and the black hair on the back of his head danced like black dragons.

"Natal Skill Bloodthirsty Madness! Open! ”

Shan Luo roared hoarsely, his body stood up suddenly like a spring, his knees knelt on the ground to support his upper body, the words fell, the muscles of his whole body stirred up wildly, two sharp fangs came out of his mouth, and the blood around him became more and more dense, like a bloody egg with a diameter of ten meters.

"It's alive again!"

The Battlefield Killing God was shocked as if he had seen something incomprehensible, and the blood and qi between heaven and earth were still frantically pouring into Shan Luo's body, and the speed flow was even faster than the amount of blood consumed by the state skill!

"Boss! Attaboy! Come here! The door is closing! ”

Lingdang shouted excitedly, under the gaze of all living beings, Shan Luo slowly stood up from the ground, and with a move of his right hand, the god-killing giant sword dozens of meters away flew over with a bang and fell into his hand.

The wind was howling, blowing his black hair to cover most of his face, but the exposed right eye was full of murderous intent, and the blood light in it was changing and changing, which made people feel cold.

"If I get up again, I won't run away!"

Shan Luo turned to look at the hundred-meter-high battlefield killing god and said, the voice clearly reached the ears of the two hundred meters away spirit party and others, and suddenly the faces of all living beings changed. (To be continued......)