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There are only a few people, and the overall strength is many times weaker than the enemy, but they can kill one side with great power, and no one is invincible in the absolute realm.

Lan Jiechen's body flashed with holy stars, the bright stars around him were swirling around him, the star patterns on the back of his right hand were flickering, like breathing, and the stars above the sky were twinkling, and if you looked closely, they were synchronized with the star patterns.

The energy surging in Lan Juechen's body has already exceeded the strength that a high-level true godwalker can withstand, and the little prince of the demon clan has a solemn face to the extreme, you must know that Lan Jiechen's true cultivation is only a high-level Heavenly God Walker, but he can charge up the power to destroy the world and the earth that only a high-level True God Walker has.

"Crying blood, crying blood, crying blood, crying blood...... Lan Jiechen kept calling for crying blood in his heart, looking for the traces of the weeping blood gun, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The two sisters, Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan, obviously felt that Lan Juechen's heart had a mood swing, which was not a good sign, Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan looked at each other, and then nodded.

The Destruction Movement, the Life Movement, the Soul Movement Fragments, the three magical movements all rose and fell in front of Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan together, the notes were swirling, the halo was dazzling, and the three strange movements overlapped each other, fused together, and turned into a crystal book.

"This?!" The little prince of the demon clan is not an ordinary person, he remembered the past in his memory, "Destruction Movement! Life Movement! Soul Movement! It must be! It must be these three mysterious movements!"

"Who is this kid?!The corpse incense konjac flower is worshiped as the master, the three strange movements are worshiped as the master, the Bodhisattva heir is his Taoist companion, the jade-eating beast accompanies him, and this, this armor is a black dragon and phoenix suit?!

So the previous gun was the weeping blood gun?!

Son of God, he must be the Son of God!Unless that demon-like man, who else?!"

"Son of the Bloody Shura God!" muttered the little demon prince.

"Little Prince, we are running out of things here!" said a chanter.

"Resist me! This son must die! I can't let him grow any more, otherwise he will be the biggest and most terrifying enemy of our demon race! He is a descendant of that man! Eat, give me the magic medicine!

This battle is over, and this prince has a lot of rewards!" said the little prince of the demon clan.

"That man?!"

"Shhh...... That man?!"

"No wonder, no wonder those eyes, those eyes are so familiar, like I've seen them somewhere!"

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The little prince had already given the order, so naturally he had to hold on, and the chanters were desperate to put pills and spirit fruits into their mouths.

Only in this way can they support the consumption of the three singing and dancing elf emperors on the field, as well as the five elven generals, after all, they are not as perverted as Lan Jiechen and Lan Xue'er, Lan Jiechen is naturally struggling to revive the destruction movement and the life movement at the same time, not to mention an extra soul movement remnant.

But Lan Jiechen is different after having Lan Xue'er's help, don't underestimate the terrifying jade eating beasts, although their talents in other fields are mediocre, but in the spiritual realm, they are almost invincible.

As long as there is a steady stream of spars and jade, Lan Xue'er can quickly convert the energy inside into spiritual power, assisting Lan Jiechen to give Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan a steady stream of soul power, and also assisting Hua Qiluo, and the water ripples to support the absolute realm.

After the fusion of the three magical movements, the music of life, the movement of destruction, the remnants of the soul movement, the style of music has changed greatly, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the boiling of blood.

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Miracles will come one last time, in the distorted future depicted by the gentle voice, for a world where no one will cry again, because the blood-stained sky resounds the cries and prayers that have disappeared before they are heard, so we give up comfort and move forward.

The beautiful moonlight, diffusing to the other side of the origin and the end of annihilation, slowly closing the eyes, still casting his gaze to the distant hand, believing in your sigh, in fact, longing to be redeemed by whom, the confused heart runs through the void of the sky.

If you choose to explore the joy that belongs only to you and me, even if this body is burned by the cold and piercing fire, the smile is still within reach, the tumbling dream, the meaning of life, want to make this trembling world.

Returning to the clear water, only sorrow cannot be dispelled, even if it is the law of the human heart, it must be torn apart with your own hands.

The pure moonlight withers and extinguishes quietly towards the origin of birth, the suppressed longing is still sealed in the darkness of the long past, and the time that has survived with you is all a gentle ballad.

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Determination, enlightenment, vitality, life, soul, truth, the depth of these lives are all perfectly reflected, Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan sang together, like the fairy sound from the heavens, which is addictive, makes people's blood boil, and the blood gushes.

The singing was spiritual, dispelling the fear in people's hearts, and the monks grinded their fists and palms, wanting to step forward and fight the demon warriors to the end.

The addition of Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan made Lan Juechen's heart throb for a while, and he found a trace of clues, and disappeared in a flash!

No one can take you away from me, no one can, in the face of this infinite reincarnation world, how many attempts will it take for ethereal tears to cover the sad heart, if your thoughts will echo in my chest.

I will be by your side, unchangeable to protect you, pick up the lost hope, and connect it to tomorrow, and the entangled and twisted wish will disappear because of it.

Wrap the weeping blood in your body, eliminate all hesitation, what I want to give you is a refuge where you can cry with peace of mind in the future, so that you can cry with all your might, and you can see those distant ideals of tomorrow.

It is so that our firm faith is cultivated, let us grasp our bonds, and go to the ends of the earth, carrying the miracle that has been completely sunk, and touching the warmth of the world created by this man.

However, the reality is smoky, and even if we continue to ask questions about the exhausted world, the answer is not something like hope at all, there is a way to get it, and you will still want to get it, so we pick up the dropped hope.

As long as you connect tomorrow with hope, even if it is entangled and distorted, there will be, and I want to give you a refuge where you can cry with peace of mind in the future.

Let you cry with all your might, you can see the distant ideals of tomorrow, so that we are so edified that our firm faith makes us hold on to our bonds.

Come back, weep blood, as if you want to entrust it to someone.

If you can tell me what is now here, then I will always be so strong, and I will be able to take all the hesitation of crying blood in my body, and what I want to give you is a refuge where you can cry with peace of mind in the future.

Let you cry with all your might, you can see the terrible reality of tomorrow, so that we are edified with the belief of taking care of everything, let us hold our bonds.

Go to the ends of the earth, just open your eyes, wave it away, and then stretch out your hand to get the miracle that has been completely destroyed!

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In the midst of nature, Lan Jiechen soared his combat power to the limit!

Lan Jiechen waved his right hand, grabbed the void, and seemed to have caught something, the starlight in his right hand flickered, the stars were swirling, and there was nothing in his hand, and he stabbed straight in the direction of the little prince of the demon clan.

"Ahhh......h

"No one can pull you away from me!"

"Stars!"

"Furious!"

Suddenly, the Emperor of Heaven was dead silent, as if there was only Lan Juechen alone, a gorgeous meteor shower appeared on the canopy, Lan Jiechen trembled slightly, and burst out with a thousand feet of light, dazzling light, stinging people's eyes, making people unable to open their eyes.

The stars around him also dragged their long and brilliant tails and flew in the direction that Lan Juechen's right hand was pointing at.

"Bang ......"

"Rumble ......"

People knew that they heard a loud roar, a scream, but a few seconds were as long as thousands of years, and the light faded, and people saw a world full of holes.

The earth is full of scars, huge deep pits, Rao is not immune to being pierced by the stars in the air, black holes, deep and deep, powerful tearing force swallowing up sections of glacier fragments.

Lan Juechen stood firmly in place, holding a gorgeous and bewitching spear in his right hand, pointing straight ahead, his eyes were distracted, like a sculpture.

In front of the spear is a bottomless ravine with no edges in sight, with a diameter of 100 zhang, and the little prince of the demon clan is gone, and the chanters, healers, and other auxiliary professions behind the little prince of the demon clan are all gone.

The sky was full of black feathers falling from the sky, and this time with all his strength, he gambled on everything Lan Jiechen had! The results were gratifying, and half of the enemy died in Lan Jiechen's hands.

Silence, deathly silence.

No one could have imagined how a monk who was no more than the pinnacle of a high-level Heavenly God Walker could do such an earth-shattering miracle! If it weren't for what these monks had seen with their own eyes, who would have believed it?!

The cold armor is buried, time is passing and turning into dust, getting the mutilated relic is just unexpected, re-outlining the perfect existence, I have long been completely accustomed to it, hidden behind the smiling face, you have never enjoyed the happiness alone, silently swallowing the bitterness intertwined with tears.

Your eyes are firmly looking at tomorrow and writing the scorching heat, knowing that you can't actually change anything by resisting fate, and you sincerely hold on, believing that you will win, the color of victory.

The cold armor is buried, time is passing and turning into dust, from you all the way to the end of the departure, the past years can not erase the wonderful, you put the overwhelming feelings, say it out loud in one go.

Even if the whole world is going to collapse tomorrow, I will still stand still and wait.

Remember? We agreed, together across the barrier of time and space, even if it is a delusional tragedy, gambling on the soul to know what will happen, stepping on the snowstorm to see the ice thoroughly hesitating, silently bearing, the hurt is no longer alone.

Even if fate is destined to separate, my thoughts will not change, the two of them let go to face setbacks and failures, crossing obstacles again and again, I use the sea of tears that burst out of my eyes to express my gratitude and deep love for you.

Even if the sky is gray and there is only sorrow and sorrow, the vow will be unfolded forever!

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In the midst of Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan's heavenly sounds, the Weeping Blood Spear, the Black Dragon and Phoenix Suit, the Scorpion Blade, and the Nebula Chain turned into bits of light and converged into Lan Juechen's blood, flowing into the heart chamber with the blood.

Losing the strength of support, Lan Jiechen fell from the void, sweating profusely, his face was pale and dull, and he was not embarrassed.

The ripples of water came in an instant and held Lan Jiechen in his arms, his eyes were full of pity and distress, Lan Jiechen's body was empty, without a trace of energy fluctuations, like an ordinary mortal.

Murong Qing couldn't help but sigh softly when he saw this scene, knowing that the water ripples were completely falling.

But Water Ripple and Lan Juechen are already famous after all, which is a beautiful result, but what about themselves?

Where should he go, Murong Qing has never understood, and until now he still doesn't understand why there is always no shortage of such excellent women by Lan Jiechen's side.

"Kill!"

"Avenge the little prince!"

"Kill!"

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The surprise of Lan Juechen's shot before did not scare off these demons, and the counterattack aroused the demonic nature in their hearts, thirsty for killing, crazy, and not afraid of life and death!

A strong aura burst into the sky, it was the breath of the demon clan that had been hiding in the shadows, and they were all strong people who had gone to the last step.

Seven strands, a total of seven strands of this kind of breath!

The old man's face sank like the sea, and the previous Han Ice City was only two great supernatural powers who had come to this point, and they were killed by Lan Jiechen not long ago, and now there is only one old man.

The former elder can be left alone, but will the former elder do this?

"Little bastard, you treat me honestly. The former elder said seriously.

"Old man, do you want to go up?!" Nan Yanming asked excitedly.

"Hmm!" said the old man resolutely!

When the words fell, the figure flickered slightly, and disappeared in place, and in the next second, he had already come to Lan Jiechen and them.

Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan played the next movement without hesitation!

In this moment of silence, the stars dissipate in the sky, the unspeakable prayers fill the whole heaven and earth, the meager light on the branches, the future that has forgotten to bloom, the buds that have withered before they have been named.

Look, when the fruit of gold ripens again, pick it with your own hands at the end of the world, the unexpected joy of the first snowfall, the warmth that may disappear at any time, you tear the beautiful dream with your own hands, and hide the tenderness and truth in the cold pupils.

The moment when the stars defected to the heavenly vault, ignited a prayer of hatred, fell from the heavenly vault to the mortal earth, sad for me, the bouquet is not needed, please grant my broken heart an unexpected wish.

Let me compose a bright hope for all people, anyone has longed for wings, cried and could not fly, played the music of the sky with life, when hope is burned out by the sky, the homeland of nostalgia must be full of fragrance.

The stars chase the trajectory of dreams, the passion of dreams, the moments of dreams, people praise peace, until the end of the world, and the gentle moon shadow teaches us to find the direction forward.

In this moment of silence, under the starry sky of prayer, your cries and cries will echo at the end of your dreams!

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In the melodious and bloody melody, a battle between the great supernatural powers has opened the prologue! )