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Volume 3: Human Skin Coat Chapter 549: The Last Sword

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    c_t; The black clouds and fog, between the sky and the earth, along with the shining white light, formed a dazzling cloud vortex, and it was still expanding, as if it was trying to fill the sky and the earth together.  (Advertisement) Endless lightning shuttles up and down. Qinghong Zhenren and Lu Zhennan, who had already escaped at the beginning of the war, transformed into light and shadow, but were already covered by the cloud vortex between Sumeru.  , the two of them did not dare to delay at all, and once again used their escape skills with all their strength, they reluctantly rushed out of the cloud vortex, but they did not feel any luck. They looked at each other gloomily, and silently wandered around the outer edge of the cloud vortex, neither escaping far away.  Elsewhere, he did not leave here, but stared at the vision of heaven and earth that he had never seen before.  At the same time, in all directions of the world, on the battlefield where the fierce battle had been fought, whether it was the ice fields of the North Pole or the polar regions of the south, what appeared together was a much smaller cloud vortex, suddenly appeared in the sky, and burst out from it.  Countless black dots were shot out, including dead people and living people, but no matter dead or living, they were like grains of sand in the yellow sand at this moment, unable to fall into the sky on their own, and just died without a sound.  Pingding Mountain, this upper peak that is destined to become famous in the world of spiritual practice in the future, is covered with clouds and looks like Beimang. It has turned into a ghost mountain.  The mountain is lifeless, or to be more precise, the creatures in the mountain have been drained of their flesh and blood essence by tens of thousands of ghosts, and have since become a ghost mountain.  But the strange thing is that at the top of the mountain, there is still a gentle wind and clouds. There is neither a dark and heavy air nor a mountain wind as sharp as a knife. There is only a slight spring breeze like the willows blowing in spring.  .  There is a person in white clothes on the top of the mountain, sitting on a large bluestone platform, with white hair reaching to the ground, and a face like a stranger.  His eyes were slightly open, and when a little light occasionally appeared from the corners of his eyes, he had an aura that looked down on the world that made people feel fearful.  But below him, there was an old man with a faint golden light all over his body. His face was as ferocious as a ghost, and armor like dragon scales were spread all over his body.  Staring at the man in white above with piercing eyes, there was no words between the two, only the occasional sound of wind and the cries of ghosts at the bottom of the mountain could be heard occasionally from far to near.  The man finally opened all his eyes, which made people feel awe-inspiring and domineering. When they were all released, thousands of ghosts screamed under the flat top of the mountain.  The clouds turned, ~¡Ùstyle_txt; surrounded by layers, and there were red lightnings with extremely heavy Yin energy, shuttling through it like red snakes. However, facing such an imposing old man in golden armor, he seemed to turn a deaf ear and still looked indifferently.  The other party's eyes were only red at the corners.  It seems that you can vaguely see a smile that is not easy to detect.  The man in white seemed a little tired, and his eyes seemed to be closed again.  [Please read the latest chapter of this book] Occasionally, there was a hint of sharpness, but it seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He looked at the other person, and then smiled bitterly with a twitching corner of his mouth, but when he raised his eyes again, he looked at the sky.  At that time, that smile seemed to become extremely magnanimous again.  But at this moment, time has been frozen in his body, and that moment has become eternity.  A head of white hair moves in the wind.  Also unfolding with the wind, the Demon Lord of this lifetime, the only man who can split the heaven and the earth in millions of years, he is looking at the sky at the moment, looking at the sword he just pierced through the heaven and the earth, he has no regrets in this life! The soil is cracking, untimely  With the sound of the sound, the golden-armored old man with golden scales all over his body walked out of the soil with a thunderous step. He stood in front of the man who had been plotting against him all his life, admired him all his life, and even hated him all his life.  The man looked up to the sky and closed his eyes.  He won. When he looked at the distant mountains and clouds, he seemed to see many familiar faces, including people he had respected, the master who forced him to draw his sword, the shy young man who had been following him, and  She was deeply in love with her, and it all ended at this moment.  From now on, Xijiang Pavilion no longer has one descendant, and from now on, there is no Xijiang Pavilion in the world. From now on, he felt that the love and hatred of their generation also ended in the howling mountain wind.  In the land of Shu, a meter of red light suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteor with a stream of electric fire, crashing to the ground, but at the moment of falling to the ground, it suddenly disappeared without a trace. As for the ground, it seemed to be blown by a strong wind.  After scraping, there were no traces, but it was much cleaner than before.  And deep underground, I don¡¯t know how deep it is, there is a closed space. Judging from the shape, it seems to be an ancient tomb from an unknown age. At this time, there is a lot of blood, and a circle looks like a red sun.  The big bronze cauldron spun like flying, and when it crashed to the ground, the ground shook, and a lot of earth and stone debris collapsed. Fortunately, the underground tomb was solidly built, and no major collapse occurred.  The ancient bronze tripod that fell to the ground cracked the stone slabs on the ground, and the texture seemed to be drawn from the ground.It has spread straight to the body of the ancient tripod, and this ancient tripod has long been dim, and has lost its previous vitality. It is as if it is an object that originally existed in the ancient tomb. It is quiet, and everything seems to be nothing.  It never happened. The ancient tomb became quiet again as before, and darkness, like the tide, submerged the place again without any sound.  Xu Lin was sleeping deeply, and his dream was filled with endless darkness. Even the sea of ??blood in the past could no longer be seen. What he could see, apart from the ink-like darkness in front of him, was also above what he could see.  There is a dazzling straight white.  Xu Lin could clearly see that it was like a thin and long line in the sky. The white light seemed slightly like a firefly, but it could slowly burn like a fire in the darkness, giving him an illusion, as if it were his own dream.  Everything inside is not so dark.  Looking at that line, he seemed to remember something in his dazed mind. When he looked at the long, straight line above his head again, Xu Lin's eyes suddenly felt an extremely painful burning.  The feeling made him couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, but for some reason, his eyes were closed, and the thin line that should no longer be seen suddenly appeared in his sea of ????consciousness, with awe-inspiring sword energy.  Xu Lin was once again hit by a burning sensation, as if he was in a sea of ??magma and fire. After a convulsion all over his body, when he woke up suddenly, he found that there was still darkness in front of him, and he was sweating.  It keeps oozing from the forehead.  The drops fell to the tip of his nose and extended to his mouth. It tasted salty and light, like the taste of tears.  Although he has long forgotten the taste of tears.  He still subconsciously used his hands to try to hold up the darkness in front of him, because he wanted to have light.  The feeling of fear that he had forgotten for a long time actually made him feel it extremely deeply at this moment. It was a bit incredible. When he was thinking about why this feeling suddenly appeared, he heard a crisp sound like the shattering of porcelain.  The sound immediately reached my ears, but my eyes suddenly opened up. Although it was still dark, it was darkness that my eyes could see through.  Only then did Xu Lin realize that he was in such a place without knowing when, and he couldn't help but frown.  There was an indescribable rancid smell everywhere in the tomb chamber, but it was extremely cold, but it happened to wash away the tingling sensation that burned like a flame all over Xu Lin's body.  Looking around, Xu Lin watched the coffin bed not far away with vigilance.  For some reason, he is like this now.  He has an instinctive fear of coffins, and the coffin not far away in front of him is actually a bronze coffin covered with carvings. Although it is not as huge as the one in the underground world, it is extremely similar in shape. ??????? Subconsciously.  Xu Lin took a step back, but it was this step that made him notice the fragment of the ancient tripod next to his feet. There were vague patterns of mountains and seas on it, and the corners of Xu Lin's mouth twitched.  Of course he knew this cauldron, wasn't it the Demon Lord's treasure? He let out a breath of turbid air, and the Demon Lord's sky-splitting sword appeared in his mind again. The burning feeling that had receded actually followed him.  His thoughts rekindled again. Xu Lin was shocked, but he didn't make a sound. He suppressed his physical discomfort and stared at the bronze coffin not far away in front of him, because he heard the sound he least wanted to hear.  It was a sound like nails scratching on bronze, sharp and harsh. Even though the sound was not loud, Xu Lin could hear it very clearly. What worried him most was that the room he was in was not too big.  In the tomb, the cold feeling in the air became a little heavier, as if he was frozen in an ice cave.  Wanting to suppress the discomfort in his body, Xu Lin secretly used the internal movement method of "Blood God and Sword True Solution", hoping to combine the two air masses of yin and yang that were originally entangled in the body, as well as the sword intent in the sea of ??consciousness.  When they were devoured and burned together, a corner of the bronze coffin suddenly cracked.  Xu Lin opened his eyes wide, trembled all over, and when he was trying his best to use the swallowing technique in his technique, the coffin suddenly collapsed and flew out, hitting Xu Lin's body, sending him flying to the corner of the tomb, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.  When he couldn't help spitting it out, a stream of smoke still evaporated, which made Xu Lin feel a sense of relief and comfort.  But he didn't have time to savor this long-lost feeling of relaxation, because it was only a matter of seconds since the coffin was opened. Although the tomb was still as cold as an ice cave, there was no longer a rancid smell.  There is a light fragrance permeating the air.  A slender arm covered with white hair was naturally placed on the edge of the coffin, and what was supported by it turned out to be a face that made Xu Lin feel chilled.  Xu Lin has seen many zombies, including iron armor, silver armor, and gold armor, but the zombie in front of him seems to have a hint of chills on his back from his face covered with white hair.Satisfied.  This strange face is the same size as an ordinary person, but because the white hair is too long, it looks like long hair, and its facial features have long been covered. There is only a vague outline that looks human but not human, but the smile is obvious, and Xu Lin can see it clearly.  Because the moment its head came out of the coffin, it had already turned to Xu Lin in the corner of the tomb chamber. It looked at it with such a strange smile, but did not make any further movements.  Xu Lin has experienced too much of having a knife hanging over his head and not knowing when it will fall. Although the fear in his heart is still there, Xu Lin has no intention of backing down. Instead, while meeting the opponent's gaze, Xu Lin intensifies his skills.  Running, a cool breath, in the whole body burning like a furnace, rises from the Dan Mansion for a moment, as if a bottomless deep hole has opened at the bottom of a pond, and a huge sucking force  , when it came out, Xu Lin's originally pale face suddenly turned red.  At the same time, between his fingers, there was a trace of long-lost blood, and when it moved, Xu Lin felt an indescribable feeling of joy all over his body.  A straight line of sky, Xu Lin wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but when he suppressed the excitement, there were two soft cracking sounds in his ears, not from the outside, but from his body.  There was a soft sound inside, those two beads were broken? (To be continued.) () Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piotia.net
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