Chapter 708: White Clothed and Red Covered with Silver Spear

Rumble.

Boom.

......

Between heaven and earth, thunder continues.

Lin Huang held up his broken body and walked towards the terrifying thunder again. After the respite just now, the Xuanwu Holy Body finally recovered a lot.

However, without the destruction of three thunderbolts, it was completely cracked again.

Lin Huang's body was drenched in blood again, staining the white clothes red.

Under the void, Lin Huang slaughtered towards the thunder again and again, even if the Xuanwu Holy Body was shattered, the skin around his body was open, and his qi and blood were greatly reduced, he never gave up in the slightest.

And in the holy body world of the forest wilderness, the Buddha's light shines brightly, shining all over the world, and at the extreme speed, recovering the injuries of the forest wilderness.

At the same time, the voice of the phoenix in the body groaned, and the power of Nirvana was like a river surging, and it also recovered the injuries of the forest wilderness.

However...... No matter how fast the power of the Buddha's wish and the power of Nirvana is, it cannot stop the destruction of the power of thunder.

Above the clouds, Lin Huang was struck by thunder again and again.

There are already wounds all over the body.

Qi and blood gradually die.

The Xuanwu Holy Body was shattered, still making its last insistence.

Until now, the thunder in the void has only fallen fifty-six.

And waiting for the forest famine, there are still forty-three thunderbolts.

Looking at the thunderous river high above, Lin Huang was like seeing the abyss of despair. By now, he was helpless.

All Lin Huang can rely on is his unyielding will.

As long as there is still a breath left, he will not give in in the slightest.

In the city of Shinra, as far as everyone could see, they saw Lin Huang falling from the sky again and again, and then stood up with gritted teeth and pouting, fighting towards the thunder of destruction in the wind...... And then it was like a broken kite, and it was ruthlessly defeated.

Once.

Again.

Again.

......

Lin Huang didn't know how many times he stood up, and he didn't know how many times he fell.

Until all the bones of the whole body are broken, the meridians are broken, and the flesh and blood die, it is difficult to get up from the ground again......

And at this moment, the little black dragon had already passed out.

Lin Huang was prostrate on the ground, there was no blood to vomit in his mouth, looking up at the thunder that fell from the sky and did not give him the slightest respite, and finally a trace of despair was born in his heart.

Then, Lin Huang got up from the ground on his knees, trembling to meet the thunder that fell violently.

Once again, he went down.

"Brother Lin Huang......"

In the void, the shouts of the king of the city sounded. The girl in red was looking at Lin Huang from afar at this moment, like the first snow, her cheeks were full of tears. However, she did not dare to get closer to ...... Once it gets closer, the power of thunder will be even more powerful.

At this moment, Jun Chengcheng felt deeply powerless.

Looking at the young man in HRE City who fell to the ground and was motionless in the mire, everyone frowned.

Bai Xiaopang turned his head to look at Zhao Tianjia, but found that the latter seemed to be the sequelae of the previous war, coughing nonstop, and his expression became a little dazed. Bai Xiaopang turned around lonely, clenched the double hammer in his hand, but he couldn't do anything.

Wang Xiao and Situ stood in the distance, looking at the ocean even more.

The forsaken man looked indifferent and indifferent.

Emperor Jiu's face showed regret.

Only Beilin Weiyang had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you can't even withstand the thunder of heaven's damnation, then you don't deserve to be the opponent of this king!"

In the city of HRE, Jun Qicheng squatted on the ground, looking at the forest barren in the quagmire from afar, crying and calling, but he didn't dare to step into the thunder-covered territory......

"Brother Lin Huang, get up quickly!"

"You don't want to sleep!"

"If you fall asleep, what will you do if you're alone......"

"You bastard!"

......

In the city of Shinra, the girl called one after another, and her screaming voice was hoarse, tears blurred her face, and her eyes were blurred by crying. However, the young man who fell in the mud seemed to be unable to get up again...... Even though the girl's voice poured into his ears, his body seemed to be suppressed by the mountains, and he couldn't do anything.

Lu Donghuang looked at the forest desolation below, his fists clenched, and his eyes were about to split.

The next moment, the forest barren was an ant in the quagmire.

I don't even have the qualifications to crawl around......

The body has become a puddle of mud, and the consciousness is gradually fading.

Manpower, how can you fight with the sky!

At this moment, perhaps no matter how strong the will is, it will not be able to awaken the power of the body. But no matter how powerful he is, how can he fight with the thunder that exists to obliterate him.

In the quagmire, Lin Huang was stained with blood, only a tattered face could show a slight smile, he opened his eyes, looked at the hazy red-clothed figure in the distance, and wanted to reach out to grab her and hold her in his arms.

He really wanted to fight his invincible will, rise up, and tear those thunderbolts.

But all this, it is difficult for him to do.

Because Lin Huang's consciousness had gradually fallen into a state of chaos, even though the red-clothed figure had been carved into the bone marrow and written into the divine soul. But now the bone marrow has turned to powder, the soul has fallen into chaos, and everything has become blurred......

Even the perception of the world gradually ceased to exist.

"This ...... Is it what it feels like to die?"

In Lin Huang's last consciousness, there was only one such thought.

He was going to be gone, not feeling the slightest regret, coldness, despair, giving up, only a thought, without the slightest emotion, and then along with that thought began to dissipate and gradually die......

"Buzz!"

Just when Lin Huang was about to return to the dust, in the world where his body collapsed, a Buddhist lion's roar suddenly sounded, wanting to rescue Lin Huang's consciousness one last time.

Lin Huang's consciousness suddenly returned to the light, and a trace of clarity appeared.

Then, it quickly disappeared again.

After a lion's roar, the world in Lin Huang's body began to collapse, plunging into endless darkness, and the last Dharma also became invisible, and Lin Huang could no longer be awakened.

"Xiao Huang!"

However, at this moment, a voice sounded in Lin Huang's ears again.

In the shattered inner world, a figure suddenly appeared, and in the pitch-black world, the last ray of light was propped up!

The appearance of that figure, as if it had infinite strength, instantly pulled back the consciousness that Lin Huang was about to die......

Lin Huang looked at that figure illusory and chaotic, looking extremely strange.

It's not Lin Beichen.

It's not Qin Changsheng.

It's not Xiao Yishan.

It's not a city.

It's not Ayasa.

It's not Lin Cangxue.

......

Rather, a stranger.

The man was dressed in white and wrapped in a fiery red cloak, hunting and flying in the wind.

Behind his back was a silver spear, the blade of which poked out diagonally from his right shoulder, and the silver light on it flowed, shining brightly.

The head full of green silk was raised high by the crown of the head, and it was sassy in the wind.

Standing calmly and indifferently in front, his spine was straight, his eyebrows were like knives, and he was sharp and shining.

Even if there is a smile on his face, he does not reduce his arrogance and fighting in all directions.

Lin Huang looked at the stranger's face, his expression was stunned, and endless sourness instantly surged into his heart, which was difficult to solve.

That man, how strange!

And how familiar.

......

Husband, you should bring a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements!

- Lin Taiqing!

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