Chapter 958-A Martial Lady
mmer of light broke through the clouds, crossed a track in the air and crashed into the body of pomelo Taki Bai, which was lying quietly on the ground.the pale eyes of pomelo pears suddenly contract.i...Osaka.
the roar of explosions sounded all over the ruins, and the black sun, suspended above the throne, was frantically killing the approaching corpses.
but at the moment, the number of corpses surrounded by the "human circle" has soared to a terrifying stage. Standing in the middle of Osaka and looking around, there are giant corpses swarming in all directions. By a rough count, there are as many as 70 or 80!
in the herd of corpses, Pangpang, shrouded in precious light, broke the head of a corpse animal and stood there gasping for breath. He glanced at the approaching wall of the corpse beast, looking ugly.
"Damn it, why are there so many monsters"
he turned his head and shouted to not far away: "Lao Cao!" Are you all right!
at the moment, the mad Cao Yuan, who has been surrounded by three dead animals, is rapidly avoiding their attack, his body is so fast that he has been dragged out of the shadow, but still can not get rid of it.
Baili Pangpang clenched his teeth and was about to go for support when a figure dragged a large number of ice threads down from the sky and cut one of the dead animals to pieces.
"Qing Yu!" When Pangpang saw the man, his eyes lit up and he could see that he was not carrying the familiar black coffin behind his back. He could not help but wonder, "where is Sister Jiang'er"
"these dead animals have no self-consciousness, no brain magnetic field, and Jiang er's ability is ineffective to them, so I left her in that array." Anqingyu explained.
Pop--!
at the same time, a crisp finger snap came, and a raging firestorm swept past Pangpang for a moment, wiping out a corpse animal that was about to attack him.
Shen Qingzhu, driving a golden sword and holding a black soul knife in his hand, stood high in the air, glanced around, and solemnly said, "Don't let your guard down. The number of these things is increasing, and our situation is becoming more and more dangerous."
"when on earth will this end" Baili Pangpang rubbed his ears, as if he wanted to rub the roar out of his head and open his mouth bitterly. "if it goes on like this, we can't hold on much longer."... "
an Qingyu pushed her glasses and did not answer, but silently raised her head and looked at the steel throne in the distant sky.
Lin Qi Night, who sat on the throne and suppressed the most abominable riots, frowned slightly.
he can clearly feel that some people who have been suppressed by the wrath of the tyrant can't move or harm others, but some people have begun to harm themselves.
they stared at scarlet eyes and slammed against the ground with their foreheads. Large traces of blood stained the ground, and their expressions were fierce and crazy.
there are also people who have crushed their teeth, broken teeth mixed with blood, dripping from the corners of their mouths, their muscles bulging little by little, using all their strength, and standing up by tearing up their muscles even if they don't hesitate to damage their bodies.
these people who have completely lost their consciousness and become beasts, although the proportion is very small, but they hide a vital message.
[the wrath of the tyrant] cannot contain the completely crazy crowd.
if it goes on like this, as the red moon pollution gradually seeps through the mirror, the crowd will still suffer casualties and continue to expand.
this "circle of people" is almost to the limit.
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under Mount Fuji.
Star sees Xiang too holding Wu Ji in her arms, half kneeling in a pool of blood, falling into a dull state.
"reincarnation." He muttered to himself.
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Wu Ji stretched out the only palm and gently grasped the back of Starry Xiangtai's hand. The scarlet feather had been completely integrated with the blood pool under her body. She smiled and said, "you and I have been married for hundreds of years. Every time you reincarnate, I will watch you born, grow up, and wait for the right time to reappear by your side."
I know that although I have flesh and blood, in essence, I am just a disaster. But so what
when I was alive, I was your beloved knot wife, turned into a knife soul, I can still be a disaster knife that only belongs to you, holding an umbrella for you, holding an umbrella for you.
Xiang Tai,
I will never. It's all your own [Wu Ji]. "
Xing Jian Xiang looked at the pale face and suddenly regained consciousness and held her tightly in his arms.
"now is not the time to talk about reincarnation! You say these words now, as if you were leaving a last note! " Star see Xiang too hands covered with Wu Ji's blood, kept shaking her head, "you will not die, you are the soul of disaster, as long as this knife is still there, you will not die!"
as if he remembered something, he looked up at the ancient tree not far away and shouted:
"Guyuan!" Can't your divine concealment repair other evil knives Help her! "
Guyuan Yoshu patted the handle of the knife, and an old man floated out like smoke, which is the soul of this knife, that is, the only human being involved in the forging process.
Gu Yue Yugui's expression was complicated. She saw Wu Ji in Xiang's arms and slowly opened her mouth:
"she won't die." However, this physical body can not be preserved. "
"what do you mean" The star is in a daze when he sees Xiang.
"A normal misfortune will not have a physical body." Gu Yue Yugui slowly opened her mouth, "it takes a lot of time and strength to unite the flesh. Even if it is a disaster, not every one has this ability. Only Wu Ji has done this."
when her body dies, she will return to the evil sword again into an empty soul, and after a period of nourishment, she will wake up. "
hearing this, Xingwanxiang breathed a sigh of relief. "so, will she be all right"
"well, it's just that in this way, she won't be able to leave the disaster, and she won't be able to accompany you like she used to." Gu Yue Yugui slowly said, "although we knife souls are immortal, the price is that we can never be truly free."
unless. "
"unless what"
Gu Yue Yugui shook her head and said nothing.
"unless the blade and soul are actively stripped off."
another voice came from afar. Qinghui of Yugong staggered up from the ground, bowed her head and coughed several times. "only in this way can the soul of the sword get rid of the melting cage and return to freedom."
"Rain Palace" Are you all right "
"nothing." Yugong Qinghui took a deep breath, and his scarred body walked slowly to the wooden box on the ground and looked up at the increasingly jealous sky.
"We are running out of time."
he muttered to himself.
Yugong Qinghui looked at the white pomelo pear that was fighting with the dead god in the distance, and there was a decisive color in his eyes. He cut his palm with a knife, and scarlet blood flowed down.
he stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the disaster knife in the wooden box.
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