Chapter 12: A Song of Funeral

"Hum~"

Jin Li's figure was suddenly illusory, and a phantom figure staggered from Jin Li's body and headed towards the black sword behind him.

"Po"

The life was crisp, and the phantom was shattered in an instant, with a little black gas, escaping into the air.

Jin Li turned around, and another phantom figure came out of Jin Li's body, exuding a mist, and met the black sword that had dimmed a little.

"Po"

The phantom shattered instantly, and without the slightest hesitation, a wisp of black gas also dissipated into the air.

"Po" "Po" "Po"

With twelve crisp sounds in a row, Jin Li was completely out of the black sword's attack range, and also out of the vicinity of the two balls of light.

"It's the most desperate of us. Thirteen looked at Jin Li coldly, and said with a little mockery, and with a flip of his hand, two balls of light floated to his hand.

"You can't take this thing away. Jin Li smiled faintly, and there was no anger on his pale face that he was attacked by a sneak attack.

"It's not up to you. Thirteen stared at Jin Li's eyes tightly, his steps slowly retreated, step by step, extremely cautious, and when they were at a distance of 100 meters, his body shook and turned into a ball of light feathers, dissipating into the air.

"What a fun guy. ”

Jin Li said with a smile, among the people who are still alive, the top ten and the people after the ten are completely different, the top ten people are almost all monsters who are rigid to the extreme, every word and deed is full of stiffness and unnaturalness, just like Jin Li before the transformation, cold and emotionless, while the more than twenty people behind are completely different, fresh as the whole world, except for happiness, they have almost all the emotions in the world, in Jin Li's words, fun.

Looking at the empty grassland in front of him, the green outside the golden land spread to the sky, and the cold sunlight was wanton, struggling to shine on the ground in the cold wind.

Gradually, Jin Li withdrew his gaze, the smile on his face also seemed to be excited, and with a flip of his hand, a female body appeared in front of him.

He squatted down, his fingers caressing her slightly rough cheeks, and his eyes slowly sentimental, "I'm sorry, you have paid so much for me." ”

"I didn't kill them, whether it was Xiaobai or Lao Wu, I let them go, hehe thirteen, that stupid guy actually thought that he attacked me to save the two of them, it's really stupid, and I don't want to think about it, how can a person who claims to be the first to escape not notice his sneak attack. ”

"But don't worry, they're going to die, and they're going to die at your hands, but ah, that's not until we go together to open the path to the Holy Level. ”

"Now, let me wake you up, and I will pay you back everything I owe you. ”

The slender fingers were held at the purple dagger, the joints were covered with white marks, and with a force, there was a "poof", and the purple dagger was exposed to the air, releasing a strange aura.

Jin Li lowered his head, looked at the baby-like open wound between the white twin peaks, took a deep breath, the dark tide in his eyes surged, and a white light danced in his fingertips, slowly piercing into the wound.

A mysterious laugh sounded like nothing, swirling around Jin Li's hand, condensing into a long worm that shone with purple light, and a hundred legs clasped Jin Li's hand tightly, as if climbing upward.

Jin Li withdrew his hand, and a white light flashed in his hand, falling on Nineteen's chest, and whispered, "It's time to get up Nineteen." ”

Nineteen hard men lay on the ground silently.

Jin Li frowned, put the dagger in his hand on the ground, lifted Nineteen with one hand, ignored the blush between the twin peaks, and his hand was tightly attached to Nineteen's chest, and a white light suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand.

The fine spiritual power penetrated into Nineteen's body along the white light, spreading along every vein to the inside of Nineteen's body, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and finally the heart, when the spiritual power reached the moment of experience, Jin Li's face changed.

As a saint, the heart is not an exact organ, it is just a container, a container containing the true Origin, and this Origin is a ball of light.

This ball of light contains consciousness, spirit, soul, power, and so on, and in the eyes of the Holy Race, the physical body is just a skin, it is useless, everything is just for the purpose of serving the Origin, as long as the Origin exists, the Holy Race exists.

It's just that among the last thirty or so people, only a few people are still preserving this inheritance, and the rest of them have transformed their bodies for the sake of strong power, making themselves more in line with that kind of strength, of course, while gaining great power, they have also lost their persistence as a holy clan.

And nineteen, because of Jin Li, has always insisted on the pride of the Holy Clan.

Now, however, the ball of light shattered.

turned into a little white light, like a spring pamperton, constantly scattering, floating around in the heart, like a beautiful rain of light, gorgeous and pure.

Jin Li trembled his hands, feeling everything he was searching for in his spirit in disbelief, his calm eyes gradually set off a violent wind and waves, his nose was panting, and the iceberg in his heart that had melted a little cracked a crack.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, where was the direction where Thirteen had disappeared, and a low grin sounded low in the silent wind like the roar of a beast, "Xiaobai, I have made your fate"

Blazing white light bloomed from Jin Li's body, like a flame, enveloping Nineteen's body, no, it should be called a corpse now, a small murmur resounded on his body, and mournful notes appeared out of thin air, descending from an unknown place, blowing Jin Li's sadness.

This is the mourning of the Holy Clan that has been broken for many years, representing the deepest sorrow and the best wishes, in the memory of Jin Li, this is a hymn that has been stagnant for more than ten years.

Nineteen's corpse slowly levitated, pure light blooming from her every inch of pores, her skin crystal clear, crystal reflecting indescribable purity, delicate eyebrows gradually blurred, unreal, like a goddess in the mist, mysterious and holy.

With sadness, Jin Li took out a worn-out book, stood on this golden earth, and recited his last prayer.

My Lord, light

My father, Yaoguang

And you, my friend, have heard the wonderful hymn, the angel with wings sprinkled with petals, bathed in the fragrance of holiness, walked through sadness, walked through tears, walked through the myindam of memory, came to the hall of joy

In countless dark nights, I will outline you with the stars, conjure you with the bright moon, listen to you with the breeze, look at you with the clear water, you exist in every corner of my existence, and I will be with you, just as my Lord is with me

May you be happy under the wings of my Father, my friend.

A prayer flew into the sky with the sorrow of Jin Li, like the wail of a young beast in the terrible cold wind, moving the heavens and the earth, a dark cloud suddenly descended, turning into a rain curtain and putting on a colorful dress in the nineteenth.

The bright light bloomed from the nineteen scarred "jade feet", from the bottom to the top, little by little turned into light feathers, floating in the air, condensing into a dreamlike phantom.

Jin Li raised his head, dark blue sadness rolled under his eyes, he looked at the smiling phantom of nineteen in front of him, and the corners of his mouth drew a far-fetched arc.

"Goodbye, Ann. ”

Parting is always sad, especially when a person who has walked into his heart is gone, and that feeling is like a piece of life is missing, and the deep sadness has been with him since then, lingering.

The white robe was windless and automatic, gently suspended around, Jin Li stood up, his fingers tightly clutched the pure white magic staff, his face was pale and terrifying, it was both the consumption of the forbidden spell and the color of sadness.

Xiao An's beautiful face was full of smiles, nodded slowly, the corpse under his feet turned into the last ray of light feathers, a pair of brilliant wings spread out from behind, and a holy angel emerged from the void, took Xiao An's hand, turned around, and spread his wings towards the world of location.

"Hum~"

At this moment, a buzz sounded in Jin Li's body, and silver chains flew out of his chest, tightly wrapping around the angel's wings.

The Book of Light appeared inexplicably, the white light was great, the pages of the book turned over, making a "whoosh" sound, and a golden card emerged from the Book of Light.

"This is"

The golden cards rotated, the golden circle of light surrounded them, and the noble aura was beating, like a god looking down on the world, with a little alienation.

As if the complex patterns came to life, a layer of golden light spread out in all directions, and a huge magic array appeared in the air, enveloping Xiao An's last phantom.

The golden chains carved with fine symbols were pulled out of the magic array, and Xiao An was bound one by one.

"What is this?"

Jin Li wondered what the golden card represented, he had no way of knowing, but that didn't stop him from looking forward to the mystery of the Book of Light.

Immediately afterwards, the golden card suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and a surging suction force suddenly generated, Jin Li's face changed greatly, and the only little spiritual power left in his mind disappeared in an instant, and his head was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he was in pain.

"Damn, you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Jin Li roared, and the spiritual power that had dried up in his mind instantly set off a frenzy again, this is the spiritual power that the magician integrated into his mind when he meditated, and it is the root of the magician's induction of the magic element.

With the continuous output of spiritual power, Jin Li's eyes left two lines of blood and tears, and he lost tens of thousands of souls in his body, even if the soul burning technique was still there, it could not make up for his loss.

It's just that his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

The golden card rotated drippingly, and with the influx of spiritual power, it turned faster and faster, and slowly turned into a golden point of light and shot into the eyebrows of Xiao An's phantom.

Xiao An's body instantly burst into golden light, echoing with the golden soil below, faintly like a giant beast breathing. The transparent body slowly solidified, and the whole person appeared on the Book of Light as if it had been reborn.

Runes emerged from the Book of Light, scrambling to imprint Xiao An.

A strange feeling rose in Jin Li's heart, as if Xiao An had become a part of him, and he actually had a feeling of flesh and blood.

This feeling is very wonderful, there seems to be an extra person in his consciousness, and he can clearly sense every word and deed of the whole person, as if he wants her to give birth to her, he wants her to die, she will die, and the control that he has never had appears in his heart, extremely mysterious.

"What is this?"

With the last rune imprinted on it, Xiao An's body turned into a light and disappeared into the book of light with a "boom".

The book flipped, and with a "click" it locked, and a seal that had never appeared before suddenly appeared on the Book of Light.

Jin Li was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and beckoned, and the Book of Light flew over with a "whoosh" and floated in front of him.

At a glance, Jin Li's face showed deep thought.