Water Wang Xuan slowly pushed into the wind soul with a cat-and-mouse banter.
The wind soul stood there with a wisp of clouds on its toes, with red, blue, two gases and two gases flowing constantly like a pattern of yin and yang.
Then he rushed to Xuan Ming like a meteor, with the dignity of knowing death and the last nostalgia for the world. He really didn’t want to die here like this, but if he fled again, more people would die.
Around the green sun be the spirit, the heaven and the earth echoed each other, and the sky also shook the water. Wang Xuan’s ghost moved slightly, but that’s all. For him, both the spirit of the wind and the body of Di Jun’s Nozun are insignificant little people. However, today it is these little people who hurt him with that strange arrow. This method doesn’t make him angry, but he still didn’t dare to look at these people after all.
The wind soul can’t see the contempt and sneer in each other’s eyes? However, the disparity in strength is divided, even if it is not reconciled, even if the desire for victory is burning in the heart, it is still acceptable after all.
Red and blue gas hit the dark blue fiend, and Guanghua was spreading in the sky.
O was a shock wind soul attack center of gravity has been attached to the blasting arrow to the chest to make a painful roar.
However, the wind soul itself is flying with blood, and the youthful spirit is constantly dissipating, and the internal organs are displaced and the bones are broken.
The pain caused by the impact of the wound made Xuan Ming stay there for a while, but it didn’t cause further damage to it. It was like a hare desperately hitting a wounded tiger, and there was nothing more than a little more pain and dizziness for the tiger.
Xuan Ming roared and jumped to chase him, but he still threw the wind and soul to tear him to pieces.
Although the body hurts like being pierced by thousands of steel needles, even though he knows that his end is just around the corner, his mind is unusually clear and clear at this moment, which surprised him.
I was still high in the sky, and I kept falling, but somehow when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bloody world.
The sky is as red as blood and the feet are the earth made of red bones.
He vaguely remembers that he seems to have seen the same scene before, but he can’t remember, he can’t remember when it was.
"Why let yourself die like this?" A voice sounded behind him. He turned around and saw a half-naked woman holding a treasure ball, glittering and translucent round beads covering her full chest, and some ancient moxa wrapped around her waist barely covering her belly, and she looked at the wind, and there was confusion and fog in her eyes, as if there was something puzzling.
"Why let yourself die again?" The woman looked at him faintly and asked, "I’ve been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years. I don’t want to wait that long before we can kill us. If you die in Xuan Ming’s hands, even I can’t bring you back to life … why do you want to let yourself die?"
"It’s not that I want to let myself die!" The wind soul wry smile "my root is not the monster opponent"
"No," the pearl-holding girl looked at him forlornly. "You are more powerful than him. You are yourself. You don’t want to be strong when you resist your roots. You don’t want to be yourself again. What are you afraid of?"
What am I afraid of? He held his head and felt that his mind was confused, but he really resisted. He was really afraid of something and he could become "himself". However, he had a hunch that if he really did that, he would lose something, something he cherished and attached to, something he didn’t want to leave.
What the hell is it? He thought of familiar faces in his mind, such as sister, Fei Qiong, red line, Ling Ning, Yin Niang, Mei Er … and many others.
He’s afraid of … losing them!
What changes back to "self" and loses them? He didn’t know that he was afraid that he had more power, that he had enough power to live from the fiend, but he was so afraid that he would rather let himself die than make it.
"But," said the woman, "if you die, won’t you still lose them?"
"Not the same!" He growled, but he couldn’t tell what was different. It was a feeling that once he did something, something more terrible and cruel would happen.
"Really?" The woman sighed, "So are you really willing to die here like this? What can you save if you die here? Those who you care about or who care about you will eventually die slowly one by one, and you can’t do anything at that time, can you? "
Isn’t it … isn’t it?
The wind soul knows that what she said is true. He can imagine that the red line Ling Ning and Yin Niang are desperate to find Xuan Ming to avenge him. He can also imagine that Xuan Ming rushed to the wilderness to destroy the picture.
And he … Can’t do anything … Can’t do anything …
He wants to be mad, he wants to be angry, and he feels that something is constantly struggling to get out of his body.
"You go," the woman walked up to him and said softly, "I’ll wait for you here."
"No," he gasped, and a terrible force surged out of him. It was a black force that scared him. "I won’t come back."
With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from this bloody world.
The pearl-holding girl reveals a lonely smile. "No, you will come back …"
Chapter 56 Fight Xuan Ming again
Gangfeng rolled back and attacked with strength.
The dark blue fiend chased the young man straight to tear him to pieces.
At this time, the body of the young man with sudden change swelled rapidly, and his skin seemed to be torn, and black pieces of meat were drilled out, with black wings sticking out from his back.
His expression became ferocious and terrible, completely unlike human beings.
Glare at a monster’s wings changed from a young human being, and face the blue fiend with a beat, and two groups of gas collide together, causing the sky to break and the mountains to split.
The water Wang Xuan was knocked upside down by a black monster for several miles. The monster has been flapping its black wings and swept straight in front of him. Its body is cold and black, as if all the light is pulled in. Its body is strange, thick and ugly, and its claws are sharp as knives and nails, with a little deep red hidden in its eyes.
Feeling the powerful force emerging from the monster, Xuan Ming sank, "Who the hell are you?"
The black monster didn’t answer it. The only thing that can be seen in its eyes is killing and madness. It rushed towards the blue fiend and fought with it. Two ordinary people’s eyes were like monsters. The powerful force collided with amazing airflow from time to time, and the seam was constantly torn by the shower.
The two monsters fought more and more fiercely in Xuan Ming, and even the sword of the East China Sea show bully was difficult to pierce the body. The black monster’s claws drew blood.
The ugly body of the black monster also overflowed with dark red blood
The night has passed, but the sun dare not poke his head out. Even so, the whole heaven and earth burst into dazzling flames from time to time. As the two monsters suddenly hit it off, Xuan Ming barely lived for miles and gasped. Before that, he was hit hard by an arrow with a deafening sound. This black monster war made him gradually difficult to support.
Although a few miles apart, it is just a moment’s distance for them. Even so, the black monster has stopped fighting. It stays there and its body becomes hazy. Its airflow is black and blue, and it switches quickly. Whenever it turns blue, it looks like a searching young man. When it turns black, it becomes that ugly monster again.
"This guy can’t control his power." Xuan Ming’s eyes showed a sinister sneer.