Chapter 1904 Vicissitudes of Life, Two Hundred Years!

"Brother Lin, I killed three alien saints, I know that I am still far from avenging you, but I will definitely work hard!"

Ling Jianfei knelt on the ground, muttering to himself in the space where Lin Lang had disappeared, tears uncontrollably.

"Brother Lin, we rushed all the way to kill the thirty-six planets, and you led us to survive! Why? Why did you leave us when you were alone!"

Zheng Pengfei couldn't imagine how Lin Lang, who was able to kill the enemy beyond the level, was exterminated by aliens at the beginning of the war!

Even if my heart is full of distrust, it can't stop everyone from talking and discussing.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were full of tears.

Behind them, everyone on the Starlight Continent fell to their knees and muttered to themselves.

Between them, a year-long life-and-death battle is a life-changing friendship!

However, at this moment, their boss has been away from them for hundreds of years.

"Brother Lin, call you brother, I thought back then, you come back, I want to fight with you! I didn't expect to see you again! I don't even have an heir!"

A man in cyan armor, with a thin figure and a feminine appearance, looked at the void, and a large bowl of wine in his hand swayed out.

"If you have an heir, I can also bring him to pay tribute to you, so that it will not be as desolate as it is now!"

Lin Lang was attacked by the Most Holy Brand and turned into a rain of light and dissipated, not even a clothed mound.

Countless human beings, coming and going, full of sadness, but they have to look forward!

They didn't take a step forward, they didn't check if the brand was there, because it was almost off-limits.

The human beings on the Purple Pole Temple, who have received the blessing of his life, do not allow people to enter or leave from this direction.

If one tests the brand even a little, they will find that the Most Holy Brand has been completely eliminated and no longer has any power.

It's just that the mountains and rivers have been refined, and there will be no abnormalities in the wind and rain.

If you go inside, you will find that many of the imprints along the way have lost the slightest power, just traces of the battle.

It wasn't until Lin Lang and the four of them passed by, where the terrifying sword qi surged, that they could find a little clue.

Dao Dao points of light appeared in the imprint, almost coinciding with the entire imprint.

The points of light are increasing, but very slowly, and the closer you get to the middle, the more sparse they become.

From a point of view, there is no concept of time lapse at all, it has been dividing, trying its best to envelop all sword qi.

I don't know how many waves of human beings on the periphery have come and gone, how long the vicissitudes of the outside world have changed, and the point of light has finally covered all the sword qi imprints.

The sword qi imprint, three thousand meters long, thirty meters wide, and 90,000 square meters in scope, is shining with light and boundless.

At this moment, all the points of light were concentrated, and finally converged into a three-foot-tall divine soul body.

There were unimaginable shocking fluctuations flashing all over his body, and an electric spear in his right hand flashed with thunder and lightning.

In his right hand, a long sword with a dark body was released, and the strong smell of blood was released.

The majesty is incomparable, and the horror beyond imagination!

It seems that even the Great Sage Spirit Soul can be killed in one fell swoop!

It was a fusion of points of light that devoured countless imprint powers, and naturally possessed unimaginable power.

"Hahaha, I died in the imprint, and I was reborn in the imprint! The divine soul contains boundless and even imprinted energy! I believe that even the Great Sage cannot destroy my divine soul!"

The sound of light and shadow resounded throughout the world, if there were familiar people here, they would definitely be able to hear it, this was Lin Lang's voice.

No one could have imagined that Lin Lang, who was under the attack of the positive brand, was the most critical wisp of divine soul, attached to Guangcheng's golden body and entered the world of consciousness.

The method that Velvet once said was used by Lin Lang.

He originally thought that there would never be this day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

In order to collect the rest of the spirits, he can only reappear on the brand.

Maybe it was only a little remnant soul, maybe it was his remnant soul in the brand, and this time, the Most Holy Brand didn't attack him at all.

In the process of collecting remnant souls, Lin Lang didn't expect to grasp the truth of heaven and earth contained in the imprint.

At that moment, his whole soul was going crazy.

Devouring the brand of the infinite and holy, wouldn't the divine soul be against the sky?

With his thoughts, Lin Lang began to slowly devour the Most Holy Brand, and his divine soul was unimaginably powerful, and it was really fusing the supreme truth contained in it.

The terrifying killing intent, sword intent, fist intent, and so on contained in it were all absorbed into the divine soul.

When the divine soul condensed again, he stared at the imprint of the vast and boundless entire battlefield.

Such a terrifying sword qi should at least be in the middle stage of the Holy Peak before it can be emitted. He longed to be stronger, and his soul turned into an endless light, enveloping the next ray.

He completely forgot about the passage of time, and only thought that he could become strong again, and not be threatened by the Great Sage again.

The people at the bottom of the mountain came and went, but no one went up the mountain to explore, which was disrespectful to him.

Another hundred years have passed in a hurry, and few people have come to the Holy Battlefield, and Lin Lang's name is also buried in the dust of history.

"Brother Lin, you will definitely bless us, the holy war has come to this point, whether it is a human race or an alien race, they are all persevering, I don't know if it will come again next year!"

Ling Jianfei's left arm was broken, and there was a layer of demonic qi around it, which was difficult to get rid of, and he could only be cured by waiting for the help of the master.

"Brother Lin, they have all forgotten about your exploits. Time is really helpless, if it weren't for you back then, how could they escape?"

Zheng Pengfei was unwilling, with a huge gap in his abdomen, still bleeding, obviously just coming down from the battlefield

"Brother Lin, only thirty-five people are here this time, the number is gradually decreasing, maybe no one will be able to come next time!"

Xu Jing no longer had half of his face, but he could barely speak.

The soul is damaged, and the body is missing, but it is understandable. However, some of the brothers died, and after all, it was a little unbearable.

The girl who used to be very smug is also starting to be sentimental at this moment.

Thirty-five people, all wounded, stood at the foot of the Holy Battlefield, tears on the spot.

In two hundred years, how many worlds have been buried, how many heavenly pearls have been buried, and the remaining people are basically about to enter the realm of sages.

War is the best weapon to test a person's best quality.

If you don't detach in war, you die in war!

Paying tribute to the human beings who have been dead for 200 years is an obsession in the hearts of the 35 people, and it is also an obsession that must go home every time they fight!

After the memorial, you will eventually return to the battlefield.

Tears are spilled on the spot, and they must be repaid with foreign blood on the battlefield.

As night fell, thirty-five people had to set foot on their way back to the city again, to strangle the endless aliens.

"Look, what's going on in the starry sky?"

Some people looked at the sky speechlessly, but saw a shocking scene in the distance of the sky.

At the edge of the endless starry sky, the infinite star exploded, like a brilliant firework, blooming in the starry sky.

The light can be seen even in the distant Purple Polar Continent.

That splendor, as if something had suddenly appeared in the starry sky!

(End of chapter)