343.Chapter 343
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"You have a familiar aura on you" The black-robed man looked at Ling Yun, a little confused in his dark red pupils.
Ling Yun was a little helpless, he had heard this many times, and every time, it involved the treasure of the Sand Pearl.
However, he also knew that in front of such a strong man, he didn't have any ability to resist, and the purpose of his coming here was to open up the true potential of the Sand Pearl, so Ling Yun took out the Sand Pearl.
"It turned out to be the Pearl of the Sand, no wonder it is so familiar......" The black-robed man's tone was still very flat, he stared at Ling Yun, constantly looking up and down, and then stretched out his withered right hand under the black cloak and made a move towards the Pearl of Sand.
The Sand Bead flew out of Ling Yun's hand and landed in the withered hands of the black-robed man.
Shout!
Yellow light bloomed from the sand beads, and the many skeletons around them couldn't help but take dozens of steps back, as if they were also terrified of these rays.
"It's too weak...... the black-robed man turned his hand and suppressed the light.
"You have ......" The black-robed man looked at Ling Yun, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally shook his head, didn't say anything, and returned the sand pearl to Ling Yun.
The scene cooled down in an instant......
"Do you believe that there is a god in this world?" The black-robed man asked suddenly.
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Are you a god?" ā
The black-robed man didn't expect Ling Yun to ask him this question, but he still shook his head and answered Ling Yun.
"Do you want to be a god? Do you want eternal life? Do you want to be an eternal and immortal being? After a moment of silence, the black-robed man spoke again, asking more abruptly.
"Is God really immortal?" Ling Yun also asked rhetorically.
Ever since he last saw the dwarven gods, he had been thinking about the question, if the dwarven gods could all die, then how could the gods be eternal?
So, 'God' is not really God! There is no god in this world!
Maybe there is, but maybe not!
The black-robed man was silent again, obviously Ling Yun's question that he couldn't answer.
"That'...... What would you do if one day you had to face God? ā
"I'll kill him...... Because in my mind, I don't recognize him as God, he is not God, and since he is not God, then why can't he be killed, besides, who said that God can't be killed? Ling Yun replied crisply.
The black-robed man was very satisfied with Ling Yun's reply, and laughed, "Ungodly, not afraid of God, very good, sure enough, he is the chosen one!" ā
"In that case, I'll help you!"
After speaking, the black-robed man looked at the skeleton soldiers around him, and the aura emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, "Follow me!" ā
Ling Yun was puzzled, but he still followed closely behind the black-robed man.
The black-robed man began to make a move, his dry palms stretched out, and two palm prints burst out, hitting the bodies of thousands of skeletons not far away, those skeletons were directly blasted out more than ten meters, and thousands of skeletons were directly shattered by this huge impact.
Ling Yunzheng was a little happy to see these skeleton soldiers so vulnerable, but he soon saw an incredible scene, those bones that had been shattered to the ground actually began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just one breath, all the bones reverted to the appearance of skeleton soldiers, and then continued to rush towards him and the black-robed man.
"Can't be killed?" Ling Yun exclaimed in surprise.
With that, he stretched out a whaling fork in his right hand and pierced the heads of several skeleton soldiers.
But the skeleton soldier who pierced the head was still able to move, brandishing the weapon in his hand and attacking him.
"This is the so-called God, it is the means of God, only the power of God can only completely crush them, so that they cannot be reorganized, otherwise, they will be immortal, and their strength will be increased with the number of resurrections!" The black-robed man seemed to be familiar with these skeleton soldiers, and he struck again, knocking down all the skeleton soldiers around him, and then hurried towards the palace less than a hundred meters away.
Ling Yun tried to bombard the skeletons with magic, but after the magic fell on the skeletons, no one moved, which made the skeletons stronger.
"Ordinary magic is useless, unless the spell is forbidden, otherwise the magic will only make them stronger and stronger!" The black-robed man continued to attack.
Ling Yun smiled helplessly, took out the skeleton battle knife, and put down the skeleton soldiers around him one by one.
However, after the skeleton soldiers were reorganized, their strength became stronger and stronger, and Ling Yun could only resist in the end, but could not kill any skeleton soldiers.
The black-robed man is very strong, this is an indisputable fact, every time he attacks, he will crush tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers, causing them to disintegrate, if it weren't for the ability of these skeleton soldiers to reorganize indefinitely, I'm afraid that these millions of skeleton soldiers would have disappeared long ago.
"It's it!" When the black-robed man turned around and repelled the skeleton soldiers behind him, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the skeleton sword in Ling Yun's hand.
"Boom!"
The black-robed man snatched the skeleton sword and slashed out a black light, and after the black-robed man touched these skeleton soldiers, he instantly shattered them.
"No, it's too weak, it looks like it's just an imitation, but it's a good weapon!" The black-robed man held a skeletal sword and slashed out endless blades.
The skeletons are constantly being shattered, and each blade can destroy tens of thousands of skeletons, and completely destroyed.
Ling Yun was stunned, if he heard correctly, these skeleton soldiers should be made by gods, only the power of gods can destroy them, so that they cannot be reassembled and resurrected, he also saw the strength of the black-robed man, even against hundreds of thousands of skeleton soldiers whose strength is rising, he can still do it with ease.
But with his strength, he can't destroy these skeleton soldiers, which is enough to see that there is still a certain gap between him and the gods, and this is such a gap, which is actually made up by the skeleton sword...... And listening to the tone of the black-robed man, this skeleton sword seems to have a great origin!
Thinking of this, Ling Yun was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood......
With the skeleton sword in hand, the black-robed man's forward speed became faster and faster.
With the powerful attack power and the skeleton sword, a large number of skeleton soldiers were directly split into two, and then turned into powder, and these skeleton soldiers never recovered.
Five minutes later, the two finally climbed the more than 100 steps and came to the gate of the palace.
And behind them, there are countless powders,
All the skeletons that stood in their way were dead.
Looking at the skeleton soldiers who had turned into piles of powder, the black-robed man seemed to be quite sentimental, standing on the steps and staring at them intently for a long time.
In the end, the black-robed man stretched out one hand, and a strong wind blew, blowing away all the powder and blowing it to the entire Quran country.
"Having been enslaved for hundreds of thousands of years, you should also rest in peace!"
Ling Yun couldn't help but feel terrified when he heard the words whispered to himself in the black robe's mouth.
Dead and not resting...... also enslaved for hundreds of thousands of years......
What a cruel means this is, what a great hatred this is!
As if sensing the changes in Ling Yun, the black-robed man's cold dark red pupils shot out a cold light, and he said a little lonely, "This city is the capital of the Quran Kingdom, and it is also the only capital of the Gulan Kingdom, the Guran Kingdom was once strong, but they cooperated with the enemies of the gods, and finally they were known by the gods, so they ended up like this!" ā
"God, do you have enemies too?" Ling Yun grasped the most crucial sentence.
"Why can't God have enemies?" The black-robed man sneered, "God has too many enemies, but there are very few who can really fight with God......"
Ling Yun seemed to understand something and wanted to continue to ask, but the black-robed man was unwilling to continue anyway.
"Someday, you'll understand...... That's what you're up against! ā
After speaking, the black-robed man pushed open the last gate of the palace.
ps: The power has been out at 10:30 last night until now?, it's hot! (Yesterday's highest temperature was 37 degrees...... I haven't slept all night (it's so hot that I can't sleep) and now I'm going to sleep somewhere else......