What does it feel like to die?

is different from the previous time in the ancestral land of the imperial palace, experiencing the helplessness and despair of death in the painful struggle.

At the moment when the Haotian Hammer swung in, death was just a momentary occurrence.

There was no pain, no fear, the mind went blank, and the body had already fallen into the cold and hot waters.

Slowly indulge, indulge.

I...... Still alive?

His mind began to work, and Xu Lanqing recalled that when the suffocating hammer swung over, a silver film protected him.

He thought to himself.

I guess, Gu Yuena.

This is the second time he has been saved by Gu Yuena, but he hasn't even seen the other party.

But then, the futile outburst of pain that pierced into the bones, as if it had been run over by a bulldozer, came to my mind from every corner of my body along the nerves.

His mouth was wide open, trying to let out a roar of pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

So he gritted his teeth and tried to open his heavy eyelids, but this time, it was as if all the strength of his body had been used.

The sight in front of him was scarlet, and it was supposed that blood had flowed into the eyes.

When you look up, you can see white and red shimmering with shimmering light.

A silvery film enveloped his entire body, cutting off everything from the outside world.

All the strength in the body was drained by pain, not to mention struggling, and the slightest movement would involve injuries all over the body.

He is like a fish that has fallen into the deep sea, and can only indulge and indulge in this depth.

Until even the glimmering white and red disappeared from front of his eyes.

No creature swam past him.

It seems that no creature can live in the eyes of ice and fire.

Moment by moment ethereal, dark, peaceful.

until it sinks completely to the bottom of the lake.

The feeling of weakness soaked through the whole body, and I didn't know what the pain was, but I felt that my whole body was numb, and my tired eyelids were slowly drooping......

In his vague consciousness, Xu Lanqing seemed to hear a call from nowhere, and his body seemed to have passed through a barrier.

The call came to his mind, but he couldn't make out what it was saying.

With the arrival of that call, a warm feeling flowed through his body, and he felt incomparably light, and his brain trembled with comfort.

The injury seems to have recovered.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, but what he saw made him a little confused, and he didn't even think about how his injuries had suddenly healed.

Turning his head to look around, he found himself standing on a huge Tai Chi-like plane, except that the color changed from black and white to red and white, and the outside of the plane was pitch black.

And he was in the very center, stepping on the red and white black line, and there was nothing else in this space except him.

Independent space?

Xu Lanqing tried to take two steps, and found that his body was really completely well, only the blood stained on his body had not been removed.

As for the call he heard, it was silent from the moment he opened his eyes.

As if it was just to guide him over, I treated his body by the way, and then I didn't care about anything.

"Anyone?"

Xu Lanqing looked around, his voice spread slowly, without a trace of response, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted again:

"The Water Dragon King?

Fire Dragon King?

……”

Still no response.

Playing dead?

No, they're long dead, and now they should be called corpses.

Xu Lanqing guessed that they might be the same as the Golden Dragon King, leaving a trace of divine soul, otherwise how could all this be explained.

It's just that they didn't react at all after they rescued Xu Lanqing as if they had completed the task.

Xu Lanqing thought about it, and with the only little soul power left in his body, a murderous and violent aura suddenly emanated from him.

The pitch-black pupils gradually transformed into golden vertical pupils, fine golden dragon scales were found on the sticky skin, and on the forehead was a looming strange inscription, which was the godhead of the Golden Dragon King.

"Now, can you speak?"

The sound rang out, but there was still no reaction in the space.

Just as Xu Lanqing wanted to speak again, wisps of mist rose from under his feet and condensed into a screen in front of him.

On the screen, there is a picture of the outside world, but there is only a picture, no sound, like watching a silent movie.

What's going on?

Xu Lanqing took back the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, is this for me to watch the play here, not allowed to go out?

He couldn't understand what these two dragon kings who had been dead for I don't know how many years were thinking, so he could explain it clearly, or he couldn't even speak?

However, when he saw the picture on the screen clearly, his face changed in vain.

The pale flames burned brightly, and the face of the Snow Emperor's nine winters shimmered with holy light.

Xu Lanqing only felt like he had been stabbed into the heart by a knife, and he couldn't pull it out, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Completely different from the physical pain he had just experienced.

His fists clenched so hard that his nails cracked through the skin, and the blood flowed between his fingers, dripping like drops of water on the flat surface.

What the white flame meant, he was extremely clear, but it was precisely because he knew it that he was even more shocked.

Is there really anyone who can do this for someone else? What's more, they've only known each other for a few days?

He looked at the blue sky eyes of the Snow Emperor in the picture, which were so deep and exuded an incomprehensible look.

Is it worth it?

He suddenly remembered his past life, he had grown up in an orphanage, with no relatives or friends.

His withdrawn personality makes him ostracized, both in the orphanage and at school, where no one cares how he feels.

He also yearns for those who raise their arms and respond to every call, and also yearns for a lively and happy life.

But every time I want to change, I am too timid to take the first step of change, and I am probably used to it.

It's like everyone's heart, perhaps.

There is a lonely and free sea.

We tend to sneak into it late at night, alone.

Sometimes it's because it's too deep.

And miss the lights on land.

Most people spend their lives moving between the two.

For the first time, he felt how important and irreplaceable he was in the hearts of others.

But the pale holy flame, as dazzling as a summer flower, was as brief as a flash in the pan, and his heart was dripping blood.

He needs strength, the power to change everything.

And at this moment, he saw a blue back appear in the air in vain, and the dreamy dark blue of the sea filled every corner of the world.

The burning flame on the Snow Emperor's body actually had a tendency to be compressed back, but this was not the figure that wanted to save the Snow Emperor, but the Jedi explosion after the Snow Emperor's extreme compression.

He is......

"You show me this, do you want me to stay here with peace of mind and leave the blood of the Golden Dragon King?"

The space was still silent.

"Hehe......"

Xu Lanqing smiled indifferently, and then the light of his right hand flashed, and he held the handle of the dragon slaying knife flat in front of him, and the blood-stained golden dragon pupils were calm and terrifying:

"The wielder of the dragon sword,

Like the dragon god in person! ”

"You could die ......"

Unlike the completely incomprehensible call before, this time the voice in the bottom of my heart was extremely clear, the voices overlapped, and the male and female voices were mixed together.

"My time has not yet come, and some people will live after death!"

As if sensing the master's thoughts, the sharp dragon slaying knife emitted bursts of trembling and excited dragon groans, and the snow-white blade reflected Xu Lan's clear golden eyes.

“…… Our remnants are no longer able to support us stepping out of this separate space, but now with the Dragon Slayer, we can cling to it for a short time.

With the power of the dragon god as a guide, supplemented by our soul bones, we can release the power reserved in our dragon balls for your use, but you only have a quarter of an hour, and we will completely dissipate it. The Water and Fire Dragon King said as if compromised, and as if he approved.

The red and white planes began to tremble, and two palm-sized dragon balls, one red and one white, and two soul bones that looked like they should be left and right leg bones were suspended in front of Xu Lanqing, exuding a powerful aura.

"The Power of the Dragon God ......"

Xu Lanqing's face was thoughtful, and before he could react, four rays of light had already penetrated into his body, and red and white rays of light flowed through his whole body.

And two huge illusory dragon shadows spiraled out from under the plane, spun in a circle in the air and rushed into the dragon slaying knife.

"Uh......"

Xu Lanqing bit out his lower lip and blood spread all over his mouth along the gap between his teeth, his arms crossed his arms with the strength of his upper body in front of his chest, and his fingers were bent into claws.

It was so painful that I wasn't prepared at all.

And in the void that Xu Lanqing couldn't see, Gu Yuena, who had already arrived, quietly watched the boy.

She looked at the boy who was alone in this space, lonely, lonely, just like her before, and it gave her a sense of empathy.

She's just a lonely girl.

But when she saw the firm belief in the boy's eyes, she knew that the boy had made a decision, had the goal he wanted to pursue, and worked hard for his dream.

But she still stood still, like a ship sailing in the sea without a compass, lost its way.

"Not even a little guy is as good as ......"

Just when Xu Lanqing was confused, he felt that he had fallen into a warm embrace, and the warm and soft touch overwhelmed the pain in his body for a while.

Like a whale to the sea, like a bird to the forest!

Inevitably, there is no way back!

Gentle power poured into his body, and the golden scales on Xu Lanqing's body gradually transformed into nine-colored colors, containing supreme majesty.

Under the nine-colored light, the two figures unexpectedly merged into one.

……

Outside.

The blue figure with a disdainful face faced the Snow Emperor, and under his pressure like the abyss, everything came to a halt.

And the Snow Emperor was still struggling, and the pale flame was burning tenaciously, which made him a little surprised.

The Snow Emperor clenched his teeth, the terrifying pressure made her whole body bones explode, and her right hand held the emperor's sword and half-knelt in the air, her fair face was unusually flushed.

Is this God's Charm?

The Imperial Sword swirling with pale flames let out a wail of defiance, tiny cracks covering the blade.

She raised her head and asked, "Why?" ”

The blue figure shook his head, and a trident suddenly appeared in his hand, and the main blade that flashed with cold light pointed at the Snow Emperor.

With his movements, the world was like an ocean of waves, and endless divine power squeezed the Snow Emperor.

The bones in the Snow Emperor's body made an overwhelming "creaking" sound, and the momentum alone already made her feel like she was being squeezed and exploded.

It's just a moth to a fire.

Suddenly, the blue figure sensed something, didn't care about the Snow Emperor, turned his head to look at the eyes of ice and fire, and muttered:

"After blocking my perception for so long, can you finally give it up?"

The Snow Emperor also looked over, with a hopeful light in her eyes, and she felt Xu Lanqing's breath.

There were some voices in the air, the space and time that had been paused were broken, and the invisible wind blew again, stirring the hair of the Snow Emperor.

It's as if they've been unlocked and continue with their own business, unaware of what happened before.

After a few seconds, it was discovered that there was one more person, a trembling blue figure.

The sound in the air began to grow louder, a little ethereal, and from far to near, it seemed like a sound that was heavier and grander than the mountains.

The blue figure stared at the red and white lake, and seemed to have some feelings: "Since you have chosen this path, I can only stop thinking about the old feelings." ”

The mirror-like surface of the lake gradually rippled, as if something was rising at a high speed, and the earth was trembling.

The sound is getting closer and clearer.

That's—Dragon's Groan!

The surface of the lake surged, the nine-colored figure broke through the lake, the deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the whole world, and the extreme speed set off a monstrous wave, and the figure suddenly stopped on the surface of the lake.

The splashing waves seemed to be bound by an invisible force, and they magically returned the same way, and not a drop of lake water fell outside.

Everyone looked at the figure.

The jewel-like nine-colored dragon scales were harmoniously inlaid on the figure of about two meters, and no dead corners were missed.

The nine-colored dragon wings were three meters wide even if they were half-opened, and the slender tail of the same nine-colored hung down behind them.

The white and red spring water slowly left behind the explosive body.

The golden dragon pupils flowing like lava were like two rounds of scorching sun, filled with unspeakable violence, rage, and staring at the blue figure in the air.

The scorching breath exhaled from his mouth was visible to the naked eye, and the red and white dragon shadows on the dragon slaying knife held in his right hand were swirling, and the snow-white knife body was engraved with winding red and white lines, which were even more sharp after being washed by the spring water of the eyes of ice and fire.

He moved his body, his body covered with dense dragon scales, colliding with each other, making a "Lingling" sound of jade impacting.

Looking at the nine-colored figure, the blue figure sighed in his heart:

It's really a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff.

Moreover, it also brought him another surprise.

The majestic energy that was not inferior to the blue figure burst out from the nine-colored figure, competing with each other, and the majesty that arose spontaneously made people want to bow down and surrender.

Nine colors and dark blue, each occupying half of the night sky, the huge pressure made the world seem unbearable, moaning in pain.

The monster crawled out of the abyss, and the gods looked down from the sky.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!