After the prosperity, the real emerges.

When the gorgeous and noble white-gold holy light surrounded his body, even if the undead creatures were like a tide, swooping towards him, Zhu Xing never hesitated in fear, raised his hand and waved his sword, as if he was cutting off the weak dry straw, it was so relaxed, so casual, the feeling of dominating the lives of others, let him immerse himself, like drinking alcohol, smoking, not wanting to wake up from a dream that seemed to be real.

It's just that there will be a moment when the fireworks will be cold, and the prosperity will eventually dissipate, and ...... There is a moment to wake up from a dream!

Zhu Xing dispersed all the secret methods of holy light, gathered all the white-gold holy light, and left only one person and a sword, standing quietly under the dark sky, on the crimson carpet covered with countless flesh and blood corpses, and surrounded by countless walking corpses and ghosts, in front of him stood a man who exuded rage, madness, tyranny, and murderous intent, holding a strange sword of virtual reality, he suddenly felt a feeling of loneliness, coldness, and insignificance, like standing naked in the endless ice and snow... …

"It turns out that after removing the thick armor, I am still the ordinary and ordinary Zhu Xing!"

Zhu Xing took a sharp breath, and then slowly exhaled this breath, and at the same time, shook his head slightly, and laughed at himself in a helpless and somewhat sad tone.

"Boy! Got it? This is the biggest flaw of one step to the sky, because you have never experienced the process of growing up step by step from weakness. Many people don't think that this process is necessary, but when you stand on top of it and look back, you will understand that this process is essential! ”

"From a mere mortal who knows nothing, weak and mediocre, he grows up step by step, every step, every process, every battle, every danger, is the most precious experience in life! And you, boy, you just lack this most precious and indispensable life experience, even if you now have more and more perfect life experience, but unfortunately, those are not your own, even if you zuihou absorb those perfect life experiences, there will still be some flaws, because, after all, that is not what you really have! ”

"You feel lonely, cold, and small now, this is because, when you no longer use the power of the Holy Light, the liliang that the undead creatures fear the most, you are afraid, you are afraid, you don't believe in the sword in your hand, you don't believe in your heart, you don't believe in yourself!"

"Boy, Izuihou tell you one thing, it's a secret! In fact, whether it is the Knights of the Silver Hand or the Scarlet Crusaders formed later, they actually kill the most necromantic creatures...... It's not the secret method of the Holy Light, it's the sword in our hands! The undead creatures of the Scourgeon Legion are endless, and although the power of our holy light is the strongest against the undead creatures, you have also seen those undead creatures just now, and you can't afford the consumption of holy light. You know, you're dealing with only the lowest undead creatures, not even the weakest skeletons of the Scourge Legion! So believe in yourself, in your heart, in the sword in your hand! Even if there is no holy light, you can kill these trash that can't even be called trash fish! ”

"Believe in yourself? Believe in your heart? Believe in the sword in your hand? ……”

Zhu Xing kept repeating the words of his mentor Mograini in his heart.

It's just that it's easier said than done.

Believe in yourself, believe in your heart, believe in the sword in your hand, these three sentences, anyone will say, even Zhu Xing himself will say it, and even he can say it better, after all, there have been a lot of martial arts novels, fairy tale novels, and fantasy novels for so many years, but you let him do it according to these three sentences, especially when he is in a desperate place surrounded by enemies, and then, do it according to these three sentences! …,

Zhu Xing really can't do it!

However, at this time, Zhu Xing was really lucky!

He has an advantage that others do not have, because his soul contains the will imprint of the ancient human race powerhouse, even if these eternal and immortal will imprints have not been fully absorbed and digested by him, but these incomparably pure will imprints already exist in his soul, and they are influencing Zhu Xing's soul with their own unique momentum all the time. If Zhu Xing was alone, he might not be able to fully believe in himself, his heart, and the sword in his hand when a strong enemy was eyeing him and the environment was extremely dangerous!

Sure enough, a roar of longing for battle and killing rose from Zhu Xing's mixed soul.

Even fortunately and unfortunately, Zhu Xing's soul was once again infected by the momentum of these ancient powerhouses, and in an instant, these pure and extremely fighting and killing momentum completely filled his soul, and then, the wild, vast, arrogant, domineering, and self-respecting chaotic momentum on the sword of will in the center of Zhu Xing's small universe shrank suddenly, and then, these strange momentum mixed together suddenly rose again, and all the strange momentum mixed together dissipated......

This sword of will, which was condensed by Zhu Xing's divine sword and finally condensed, left only a wisp of pure killing intent!

Indeed, no matter how wild, vast, arrogant, domineering, and self-respecting momentum, there will be no shortage of means of killing, just like Mograini said, those strong men who stand on the pinnacle, the road under their feet is paved with the corpses of countless enemies, and the throne under them is made of countless flesh and bones, and the momentum and honor of self-esteem are conceived with countless lives and countless souls, therefore, those ancient strong people are different, and even they may have grudges between them, but, The only thing they had in common was that their hands were all stained with scarlet blood......

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill ......"

Just in the center of Zhu Xing's small universe, on the sword of will, a wisp of incomparably pure killing intent was rising, and his silver-white pupils showed an extremely faint and thin blood-like scarlet!

With a wave of both hands, the black and faint long sword stabbed straight at Takeo Saeki's chest......

Just like the shot of the Serbian young Princip against Ferdinand, the heir to the throne of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the sword that Zhu Xing swung instantly ignited the battle between him and Takeo Saeki, the most primitively manipulated demon spirit!

Zhu Xing's sword had just been cut out, and Saeki Tsuyoshi immediately swung out the Yin \\ knife in his hand, one sword and one sword, again as before, one stabbed in the chest, and the other was cut down, but this time Zhu Xing's 'Fallen Ash Messenger' sword body, there was no black and white entwined sword, nor a blazing platinum holy flame, some were just pure killing intent from the depths of the soul, some were just dark and pitch-black long swords, and some were just sharp and sharp blades!

Although Saeki Tsuyoshi was just an ordinary person in his lifetime, he is now a puppet manipulated by primitive-violent anger, even his instincts, his soul, and everything he has are eroded by violent anger, so pure only the soul of rage, plus what he is holding in his hand is a yin knife of virtual reality, a yin knife that is completely controlled by instinct, and the degree of ferocity and ruthlessness is not inferior to that taught by the legendary paladin Mograini himself, and it is forged from the blood corpses of countless enemies on the battlefield of a hundred battles. Pure killing swordsmanship achieved entirely for combat.

At this time, under the cover of the dark and lifeless undead death domain, the dark and dark long sword drew a trail as a dark shadow, carrying a sharp and sharp murderous intent, from all directions and different angles, stabbing at Saeki Gangxiong's face, throat, chest, and lower abdomen, and Saeki Gangxiong cut the yin knife in his hand out a series of crystal clear ring knife lights, slashing at Zhu Xing's waist, lower abdomen, chest, armpits, and throat......

Without the protection of the Holy Light, Zhu Xing could no longer carry the hard top as before, and the Void Reality Yin Knife that ignored the defense, he didn't dare to resist hard, therefore, he could no longer stand still and fight with those undead creatures, you punch me, I will cut you with a sword, this kind of stake-up battle that even in online games, everyone will laugh at it! (To be continued.)

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