"Bang!"

Like a cannonball, it plays out under the silent rock formations at this moment.

In front of his eyes was a rapidly falling rock formation, a layer of material that was becoming more and more ancient, and the molten lava had probably burned for countless years, and there was still no sign of extinguishing it.

Now, the time in front of us is long gone.

The light turned into countless darkness, and the white sky overhead, the size of a postage stamp, was pale and powerless, and it was also a kind of pursuit of life.

The world has become a gloom.

His body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, blood red, and countless blood streaks echoed, nine curves back to the intestines.

brought him the biggest repression --

Faintly visible, it is a thing like a whip, spurring the Xuan Middle Ages.

"It hurts...... Maxillary ...... I miss you. ”

His voice was staccato and staccato.

And now, with one hand on his chest, he breathes heavily and weakly.

His heart was stopped beating by the lore of this tail.

What a catastrophe it was, and he was on the verge of dying.

He bit his lip to bleed, but it wasn't enough.

His voice was like a hollow echoing, everything in the world was falling, and the rock formations before he could catch them had risen rapidly to the top of his head.

It's such a cruel reality, overwhelming, coming in waves, all of these tribulations.

The world in front of him was spent in unreality, and he was only a few meters away from the shadow of the nightmare on top of the countless molten lava.

And at this moment, he can only argue with reason.

"Qianque Jian, you, I'm miserable, don't you want to save me? Didn't you and I be born and die together? ”

The implication is that he wants the Qianque Sword to lift him.

Just now, his body was pulled by the dragon's tail, and he fell directly into the abyss in front of him, and that dragon has now parted ways with him.

He had to kill the dragon, no matter where he was, no matter how much time he had to kill.

But he still has to move forward.

The upward Qianque Sword had a faint light on its body for a while.

The sound of "Boom" had already flashed from its body, making Xuanzhong's body, like a swimming fish up and down, dozens of meters above the magma in an instant.

He continued his journey with the Thousand Que Sword.

For a time, Qianque Jian himself acted as a coolie, shattering the ordeal of the world, and letting Xuanzhong sit and enjoy it, as if taking an elevator and rising rapidly.

Soon he was next to the eagle's beak cliff where he had just fallen.

Looking at the shadow of that dragon, Xuan Zhongshi struggled a little.

He shouldn't have provoked the dragon, but now that it had discovered its existence, he was going to die.

Because he's going to be killed by a kiss......

But in fact, if it weren't for the Qianque Sword, he would have died a long time ago.

Isn't that the hardest choice?

What should he do, is it to strategize, or let this Qianque Sword make the decision for him?

Xuan Zhongshi thought about it for a while, and decided to pay here first, and see how the dragon decides.

He gasped for breath and realized that he had been tortured to the point of exhaustion.

There were countless wounds on his body, because of the attack of the wind blade just now.

Even though he had that powerful defensive ability and self-healing ability, he still couldn't escape the influence of this world.

It's just that now, his blood is flowing rapidly, and the blood he produces is not enough to drain up.

So, what should he do?

Qianque Jian was also anxious.

On Qianque Sword's body, there were countless points of light flickering.

I really don't have that strength, so I let Xuan Zhongshi be pulled, and if the wound is torn, wouldn't things be even worse?

It's all tears!

It was not easy for his body to hold on to the damage it was already very difficult.

"Bang--"

In an instant, a voice suddenly appeared above his head.

The voice was strong and unyielding, as if the universe was collapsing, as if the world was collapsing.

At this thrilling time, Gen Zhongshi looked at the world in front of him in amazement, and found the sound of a flash flood and a broken stone jumping and shattering.

The eagle's beak cliff in front of you --

A shelter above his head, a resting place that he had just regarded as a treasure.

It was already under the anger of the mantis kiss, and just now, it turned into countless fragments, rubble playing, splashing countless chains.

They began to pour down on themselves, like a rain of stones.

In addition, countless huge stones began to appear in front of his eyes.

Falling into his world, this is an ordeal, this eagle's beak cliff, almost a thousand tons of weight, decomposed into countless small pieces, is still very heavy.

Moreover, these broken powders must also be buried.

The world began to exude a sense of rejection towards him.

It was almost a soul-inducing thing, and the world became so pale that it became a rain of rubble in front of his eyes.

This rain is so vigorous.

The world was shocked by this, and countless sharp stones appeared in the air, streaking through countless trajectories that cut through the air, giving him an illusion.

Yourself, what great achievements have you made?

He was directly crushed by this rubble.

And in this world, what else is there to defend yourself?

He suspected that there was no more, and perhaps even the dragon thought so.

It should be estimated that they died.

The terrifying roar of the dragon also gradually disappeared.

Xuan Zhongshi is now in this space where the stones are sliding, and the countless tiredness brought by his body makes him have to choose death.

On the body of Qianque Sword, a sword light was generated.

It's so obsessed with itself that it doesn't want to be harmed.

On his body, he directly exuded sword energy, and the world in front of him began to swing towards each other.

The blade of the Qianque Sword pointed at those stones from afar.

Some of these stones, some as big as a calf, some as small as a light feather, were all aimed at by the Qianque Sword, and they seemed to be all about to be killed.

Its power is so meager, but if you join it yourself, will it be logical to counterattack?

It's a delusion, but it's also quite illusory.

And in this world, the most disagreeable thing about the Qianque Sword is these stones, which defeat it with numbers, making it hate it to the bone, but it is helpless.

Qianque Sword's body, a thoughtful light, began to struggle more and more rapidly.

Bound by itself, the Qianque Sword was no longer tired of the two silver wires, but it became more and more claustrophobic.

Why is that?

Or the reason for its heart.

Only now, the world is starting to panic.

The silver thread has disappeared, but in the mind of the Qianque Sword, aren't the two silver threads intact?

However, Xuan Zhongshi remained motionless, as if he was scared silly!

"You run......"

If Qianque Sword could speak at this moment, would it complain like this, it might have misrecognized a decent master.

Could it be that it recognized a coward?

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