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- Chapter 445: The True Three Immortals¡¯ Absolute Fog Array - Fog covers Qianluo flowers and reflects the snow
¡ª¡ªYou are sure of victory one moment, but everything is turned upside down the next moment. This is the charm of battle. You never know what will happen in the next moment.
The battlefield was ever-changing, and Chen Xiaoming fell into the abyss in an instant.
"The Immortal Wu is like a god. He no longer has any weaknesses. His powerful power suppresses everything. Chen Xiaoming has no power to fight back."
The three Mist Immortals leisurely surrounded Chen Xiaoming. They were no longer in a hurry to take action. The True Three Immortals Absolute Mist Formation only used its attack and scatter moves, but they had already beaten Chen Xiaoming to the point where he couldn't afford it.
Is there any suspense in this battle?
Chen Xiaoming vomited blood. Although he was seriously injured, he finally managed to save his life with his full defense. Although he had no way to attack again, he took advantage of this gap to see the changes in Wu Xianren at the soul level, and knew that Understand what it is that makes the Mist Immortal suddenly become so powerful and invincible.
Is it the True Three Immortals Absolute Mist Formation? What kind of formation is this? It's so powerful.
It¡¯s justthis formationif I¡¯m not mistaken
"You actually!" As a soul apostle, Chen Xiaoming can certainly see souls that ordinary people cannot.
With just a glance, Chen Xiaoming already understood everything about the [True Three Immortals Absolute Mist Formation]. He was even clearer about the pros and cons than the instigator, the Immortal Wu.
This is definitely not a formation that humans can complete. Even the Mist Immortal must pay a huge price to complete this formation.
Why do you have to do this? !
"Wuxianren would block his face, didn't he just want to see the fighting methods of the outside world?" Why risk your life and soul for such a purpose? !
Chen Xiaoming's heart was full of incomprehension. He was angry at Wu Xianren's behavior of belittling his own life. Regardless of his injuries, Chen Xiaoming roared at Wu Xianren, "Split your soul? Don't you want your life? You will die like this!"
You clearly know that no matter how powerful my attack is, it will never kill you! !
Your soul is so strong that it will not dissipate so easily. Why should you do this? Why should you risk your life for no reason! "
"Death?!" Ignoring Chen Xiaoming's anger, the three Wu Immortals laughed at the same time, smiling simply, "Yes, I will indeed die.
"But, have you forgotten that I am already dead?" Do you think I, who have died once and have been a ghost for thousands of years, will still be afraid of death? !
¡°I have lived too long in this life. The reason why I can still stand here is because I still have dreams.
For thousands of years, as a lonely ghost, I have never had the chance to leave this cemetery, let alone fulfill my dream.
"It's just that I linger on as a lonely ghost.
No one knows how painful I have been in these thousand years. It is my dream that keeps me going.
If it weren¡¯t for this dream, I might have succumbed to the pain and been reincarnated.
I am very happy, these thousand years have not been in vain, I can finally feel my body again.
I really don¡¯t want to leave.
However, now that things have happened, I know that I can no longer live forever. The battle with you has left me too overdrawn. Even if I can barely hold on, there is absolutely no possibility of continuing to work hard for my dream.
My life has been glorious enough, but I cannot continue to be greedy.
It¡¯s time to end.
It is no longer possible to see the whole outside world, but at least in the end, let me satisfy my little wish.
Yes, I am such a selfish person, even if I use your blood and lives to sacrifice, I will not hesitate!
The True Three Immortals Absolute Mist Formation will use the power of my soul that I have preserved for thousands of years to tell you what is the strongest! "
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Wu Xianren was about to attack again, Chen Xiaoming suddenly shouted!
The three Mist Immortals laughed at the same time, "Wait? Huh, where did your arrogance just now go?!
Aren¡¯t you very strong? ! This is not the way to delay time. Your true identity has impressed me. Don't tarnish your image in my heart with cowardice.
Boy, although you are going to die, at least remember to stand and die like a hero until the last moment!
Only in this way can we reach the peak of our dreams!
"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. You can defeat me later." "
Immortal Wu ignored Chen Xiaoming, and did not let him finish what he said. He just said coldly??Using these words to end the conversation between the two, he then made a real attack coldly!
"The True Three Immortals' Absolute Fog Formation - Fog covers thousands of flowers and reflects the snow!"
At the same time as the sound appeared, the real bodies of the three Mist Immortals disappeared at the same time, but turned into three-handled whisks, black, white and gray respectively.
The three huge whisks flicked gently, like an immortal waving his sleeves. They were light and fluffy, unable to catch any dust, but they shook out three streaks of mist, targeting the Soul Eater who was still lying on the ground.
One is black, one is white, and one is grey.
Hei Ling is like a ghost, killing all darkness and ugliness.
"Bai Ling is like the fairy wind, Taoism and immortality, and the breeze is like heaven's grace.
The gray is like the human heart, ever-changing, dim and dusty.
Three mists, black, white and gray, drifted towards the Soul Eater silently, like the gentlest breeze, but no one dared to ignore their terror.
There is no doubt that this is the final battle, the real final battle! Even though there was no murderous intent, no blood, and no ferocious roar, when the mist sweeping the sky turned into three beams of mist, no one would think that there would be anyone alive under this move.
¡¾The fog covers Qianluo flowers and reflects the snow¡¿
It¡¯s a beautiful name, but it hides a poignant murderous intent.
This flower is actually not a flower, but bright red.
This snow is actually not snow, but blood.
One moment you are sure of winning, but the next moment everything is turned upside down. This is the charm of battle. You never know what will happen next moment.
There is no doubt about the power of the Soul Eater. Perhaps under the protection of the Soul Eater, Chen Xiaoming can survive, but there is no doubt that Chen Xiaoming lost this battle, completely.
No matter how superb the foreign civilization is, no matter how skillful Chen Xiaoming's cooperation with the Soul Eater is, even if he has already exerted the true ability of the mecha summoner and allowed the Soul Eater to show its most terrifying side.
But in the end it was all in vain.
In the end, Chen Xiaoming still lost to Wu Xianren, but not to Wu Xianren¡¯s fighting skills and fighting consciousness, but to Wu Xianren¡¯s millennium-long hopes and dreams!
This hope and dream made the Mist Immortal burst out with all his strength, even at the cost of splitting his soul and paying the price of disappearing!
Immortal Wu has reached the ultimate form of fighting. No one can defeat this fighting will!
Boom, the cold mist, carrying the despair of the dead, completely surrounded the Soul Eater.
Hiss, a white ripple suddenly fell out of thin air, as light as a flower, constantly shrinking.
¡°Then, there was another white ripple flower, falling and shrinking.
Another step, another contraction.
¡¡.
In the blink of an eye, the Soul Eater was like a huge epiphyllum flower heart, with new rippled flowers constantly being born around it, showing its trembling beauty in its ice-white color.
But just like a flash in the pan, this beauty makes people obsessed with it precisely because it is short-lived.
When beauty fades, death follows.
In this short breath, the number of ripple flowers has been countless. Each ripple erupted into a rumbling sound. The sound became more and more frequent, and the ripples became denser and denser. Viewed from above, this small battlefield seemed to have a round target.
And the bullseye is also extremely vivid, a touch of red, a touch of bloody red - it is the Soul Eater!
The Mist Immortal squeezed out his last strength and constantly used his special skill [True Three Immortals Absolute Mist Formation - Mist Covers Qianluo Flowers Reflecting Snow] to make the flower of death bloom more lushly and make the blood of death become more beautiful. More colorful!
Immortal Wu¡¯s soul has begun to weaken, and his soul divided into three parts is constantly trembling, bringing him endless pain.
However, the Mist Immortal ignored all of this, as if he had lost his sensory system, and was only numbing the power of the output, looking at the Soul Eater in the heart of the ice flower indifferently.
All of this was so poignant and beautiful. Looking at the Demon God Soul Eater who was unable to move and even started to tremble, Mist Immortal's originally numb soul suddenly trembled.
It was a touch of sadness. As a deceased person, such feelings seemed to be from another world. But no one can deny that the soul of the Misty Immortal was indeed born with a sadness that should not exist.
Yes, although grief has nothing to do with the deceased, all this makes him have to grieve and have to be sad.
What is sad is the end of the strong, what is sad is the end of dreams.
Immortal Wu has admitted that Chen Xiaoming is a very good opponent. It would be a great thing to meet him while he is still alive.
If it were that time, he would definitely not kill him, and would even accept him as his disciple.
He believes that with the help of Chen Xiaoming, they will be able to create a myth!
pity
This is just an impossible conjecture. The Mist Immortal was born a thousand years ago, and the times have become unfamiliar.
Immortal Wu and Chen Xiaoming met in the worst possible situation in this strangest era, and then they became enemies.
No matter how sad he is, Immortal Wu will not give up his pride. He will use his strength to fulfill at least one of his dreams.
For this reason, any means necessary will be used.
Yes, even if powerful beings like Soul Eater and Chen Xiaoming should have left more footprints in this star world, they have nothing to do with Immortal Wu.
Even if Chen Xiaoming still has countless dreams, which are just like Wu Xianren, filled with countless unwillingness and regrets, Wu Xianren will not sympathize with him.
He will only use sadness to fill the last vacancy in his soul.
Dreams are a luxury for lonely people.
Dreams and hopes are originally proud flowers built on countless despairs.
The Immortal Wu is dead, and has been dead for thousands of years. The thoughts of those living people have long since disappeared. The Immortal Wu only exists because of dreams, and it can only end because of dreams.
This is his pride!
Even if you do anything for this, you won¡¯t hesitate!
108 fog rings will obliterate everything, including himself and his unfulfilled dreams
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