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Part 1¡¤Aragami Chapter 79 The last prologue before the final battle [End]

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    The boundless darkness rolled up without any sound. The stars seemed to be dead. They knelt down and worshiped under Lin Huang's seat together with the body of Shen Tai. His pride and persistence all turned into his last persistence at this moment.  $().(w)(x).() He didn¡¯t know if Lin Huang would agree to him, but he knew that as long as he didn¡¯t die, he would stop Lin Huang¡¯s steps in the dark, use his body, and use him  With such obsession, even if I sink into this darkness, I will never regret it.  Lin Huang didn¡¯t pay attention to the stars. His eyes were empty and indifferent. He would occasionally open them to take a look at the light rolling deep in the darkness, but he never lowered his head to look at the stars.  In this dark abyss filled with endless sins, one can either become a demon or sink into ashes. There is no other choice. Xingchen did not come to take refuge in Lin Huang. Although he knelt down and worshiped Lin Huang, all he thought about was  Stop Lin Huang's footsteps.  Even though the terrible darkness was wrapped with endless sins, and the dark demonic energy began to invade his body one after another and corrupt his avenue, the stars still did not flinch at all.  He could clearly see the killed god Tai. The perfect and immortal golden body of the god was slowly decaying under the invasion of darkness, and was stained with a layer of blue-black. This process was very slow, but it seemed to be very fast.  When Ling Sheng Tai's knees were completely annihilated, even if he was perfect and immortal, he could only sink in endless sins and be annihilated into ashes. Xingchen could no longer see his legs. He knew that the invasion of darkness was affecting him.  , which is even more terrifying than the effect on Shen Tai.  Even though the god Tai is dead, he is not a god after all. He has never been perfect and immortal, so how can he resist the invasion of darkness and the corruption of sin.  But Xingchen remained motionless, quietly kneeling in front of the magic throne in Linhuang, letting the dark wind cut every inch of his flesh and blood like a knife.  He gradually had the answer in his heart, knowing that although Lin Huang didn't say it, when he was completely annihilated and unable to stand in front of Lin Huang.  It was when Lin Huang stepped out of the devil's throne, walked out of the darkness, swept through the heavens and the world, and completely destroyed the world.  He didn't know if this was Lin Huang's plan, or if Lin Huang was really doing it for the sake of their friendship back then, or if he was just moved and sympathized with his persistence.  And the kindness that comes from giving alms.  But Xingchen knows that he must hold on to this and hold on in this darkness a little longer, a little longer, preferably long enough for Xinghe and his wife to live out their lives.  The sword light of the Future Sword seemed to become more vivid and dazzling, stretching across the sky, firmly blocking the darkness rolling outside the sword light.  After experiencing the scene where Lin Huang killed Shen Sheng Tai, all the hopes of all beings in the gods were shattered. After all, even the gods who were aloof were vulnerable to Lin Huang's hands.  But what is there to look forward to?  Rather than looking forward to those gods who don¡¯t know when they will come again, everyone focused their hopes on the Future Sword. After all, at the most desperate moment, the Future Sword once again showed its supreme power.  He surpassed the gods and forced Lin Huang back.  No one thinks about why a human sword can surpass the gods.  The mountain whip, which surpasses the innate artifact, possesses incredible power. In the despair of being unable to save the world, the future sword that can force Lin Huang back is the last life-saving straw for everyone, and they clutch it tightly in their hands regardless of the cost.  This hope was so hot and strong that it made the sword light of the future sword even more stunning. With one sword, it cut down the heavens and blocked all darkness.  On the Shenjian Mountain, Xinghe had no expression on his face. He knelt down quietly before the Mirai Sword, his eyes numb. Xinghe's mother was standing not far away. When Xingchen kissed her forehead and left, she stood at the last place and raised her head in a daze.  , looking at the rolling darkness in the sky.  Qiannan was silent, walked to Xinghe's mother, and gently put a piece of clothing on her, "I don't know what to say. But I think he will not want you to be like this. His sacrifice was not for you.  Sad, but so that you can live. So please cheer up and work hard to live.¡±  Stay, because in the past few days, all the tears that should be shed and the tears that can be shed have been shed. They have been shed.  The silent sadness and tearless sadness made the entire Shenjian Mountain feel sad.  Qiannan sighed, not knowing what to say. She turned her head and saw Xinghe who was also numb and speechless in Jianlu. A trace of sadness and heartache flashed in her eyes. Faced with such a situation, she really didn't know what she should do.  Do, or what else can be done.  Standing on Shenjian Mountain, everything seemed no different from the scenery in the dark abyss. The same stiff people seemed to be petrified, quietly waiting for a hope, a possibility.  And deeper and further into the void, in the pure white temple, in the rolling sea of ??clouds, the golden statue shrouded in pure white incense has been seenLooking clearly, there were many creatures, most of them demons. Under the leadership of three demons with a particularly majestic aura, they bowed three times to the golden statue.  Tun Bao, Yuan Tiangang, San Sheng Sheng, San Sheng and others are also standing among these creatures, but even those who are as powerful as Yuan Tiangang are unable to host this sacred sacrifice like they did so many years ago.  In this sea of ??clouds and this temple, all the believers have new chief priests. The three demon clans standing at the front have a solemn aura and are vast and great. Even Tunbao, the mother, gradually feels their influence.  strangeness.  I don¡¯t know when it started. In this sea of ??clouds with pure faith, there were also factions. Although they all believed in the same faith, it was obvious that there were clear boundaries between races.  Led by the demons who were born in the temple thirty years ago, all other major races seem to have reunited under the demons, while the human race, which initially symbolized the temple's orthodoxy, gradually moved away from the temple.  Except for Sansheng, no one else can approach the temple, kneel down and pray under the golden statue.  Such a change was silent but so obvious that Yuan Tiangang suddenly had some bad premonitions, but after looking at Tun Bao, he could only let out a long sigh.  These feelings are only felt by humans, but in Tunbao's eyes he must have only seen three obedient and smart children.  Yuan Tiangang could only shake his head slowly and looked down, wondering how long it would take for these days to end.  In the rolling dark abyss, sinking into sin, the stars silently knelt down before Lin Huang's magic throne. The dark demonic energy cut around him like a knife. At this moment, he was almost exhausted, and half of his body had been completely annihilated.  , if a mortal encountered such an injury, he would have died long ago.  "But Xingchen is still alive. With his persistence and perseverance, even if the sins are overwhelming and corrupting his road, even if the darkness invades and annihilates his body, Xingchen is still alive.  He doesn¡¯t know how many people in this world are concerned about his life and death, but he knows that if he can live in this darkness for one more second, Xinghe and his wife can enjoy one more second of life, so he is persisting.  He didn¡¯t know that his persistence was actually being watched by someone, not the forest wilderness, but the high-altitude temple shrouded in pure white faith, where a group of big monsters were watching him silently.  Although they were standing in the temple, separated from the dark abyss by an unreachable distance, they knew clearly, as if they were connected to Lin Huang's soul, knowing that when the stars fell, it would be the end of everything.  This is the last wait, the last persistence.  All the beings who could see the stars were hoping that he would be annihilated and die in the next moment, but the stars were still persisting. Just when those beings thought that he would fall next moment, he was still persisting.  The dark demonic energy invaded his chest, causing his chest to annihilate. It dried up, weathered, and turned into the sand of annihilation, disappearing into the darkness, but the stars still persisted. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When the torrent of sins corrupted the avenue of the stars, and turned the silvery eyes dark, and made the power inch away from the bodies of the stars, but the stars still persisted.  In this boundless darkness of sin, how long can a person or a god last? Tai, the fallen god who knelt down with the stars under the Linhuang Demon Seat, gave the answer.  Three years.  In just three years, the perfect and immortal divine body was completely annihilated into ashes under the endless sins of darkness, leaving no trace of its existence. Everything turned into sand in the wind and smoke at the fingertips, but the stars still persisted.  Even though there is only one head left in the star now, and everything has been annihilated in the darkness, the star is still alive, and his turning eyes illustrate his persistence and lack of regret.  Lin Huang slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the stars. A flash of brilliance flashed in his black eyes. The stars lasted longer than he imagined.  Lin Huang glanced at Xingchen. Even though there was only one head left, his face was expressionless. The persistence shining in Xingchen's eyes told Lin Huang that Xingchen was still persisting, so Lin Huang closed his eyes again.  He originally only wanted to wait three years, because his eyes could clearly see that hope had been completely condensed in the future sword, and he had obtained the results he wanted to wait for. But since Xingchen can still persist, then he can wait a little longer.  .  It's just that the demons in the temple of pure white faith don't seem to want to wait any longer. Their sight is blocked by the forest wilderness, and they can't see the situation in the heavens and the world. They can only see the dark abyss, which remains unchanged.  They were tired of the darkness and had no interest in waiting any longer.  So in the void, after three years, endless thunder flashed again, and auras of extreme majesty began to be vented.  Lin Huang slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and pressed it gently into the void. The golden thunder instantly subsided, and there was a sound.Angry roars sounded from the depths of the void.  But Lin Huang was indifferent and slowly closed his eyes again. The gods and the three major gods couldn't wait to decide when it would start and when it would end. But this time, he had the final say.  PS: Please give your recommendation votes to the new book.  Please.  The final battle begins tomorrow!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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