Vol 2 Chapter 279: advent

With one step flying, the figure faded away, Langren instantly appeared behind an immortal soldier who was panicking, his right sword ignited Liuli Jinghuo and slashed towards the magic soldier's mind lock, and the left sword pulled up the shadow of the sword
　　 Splashes of blood.
　　 "Spiritual fitness increased by 3%, current fitness: 93%"
　　 He has killed thirty-one people, three more.
　　 Suddenly, a violent mood swing appeared behind him.
　　 "Void evil spirit!"
　　 A fairy soldier roared, raising his weapon high and rushing towards Langren, the weapon was rippling with peculiar waves, the trajectory of the slashing was himself?
　　 Langren raised his eyebrows slightly, watching him pierce his abdomen in front of him.
　　 In an instant, countless spiritual powers spewed out from the wound, and the fluctuations on the blade immediately detonated these spiritual powers!
　　 boom boom boom
　　 Lingzi mist suddenly exploded, and a huge gray-white cloud bloomed high in the sky. The majestic wave of air pushed all the fairy soldiers and demons away, and many people vomited blood and fell because they were too close to the center.
　　 "Blast..."
　　 "...Why, obviously we came to kill Shura, why is he massacring us now? It actually made the fairy soldiers blew up!"
　　 "Eighty-four elite immortal soldiers in the solid soul realm did not have the power to fight back against a Shura...This is simply unreasonable!"
"It must be spread out... Shura's growth rate is too fast. In just four months, the combat power directly crushes the soul, if you leave more time... I am afraid that the masters can't be an enemy! !"
　　 The stabilized adjutant's eyes were cracked, and his lips bite off a piece of flesh in resentment!
　　 Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, a vacuum wave cut through the fog cloud, and several fairy soldiers were cut straight down.
　　 "What I thought it was...boring, I'm in a hurry..."
　　 Before the words fell, another fairy soldier raised his blade and came behind Langren, wanting to explode himself.
　　 At this moment, the arms of this fairy soldier seemed to be stuck by something, hanging in the air, unable to move.
　　 I saw two weird bubbles sticking to the roots of his palms, and the inner beard-like nerves had invaded his arms.
　　: Create a bubble constructed from nerve endings, which invades the target body to cause nerve information disorder effect.
　　 Coupled with Langren’s S-level high mental power blessing, the control of a pair of arms is completely unquestionable
"what is this!?"
　　 When the immortal soldier was stunned, Langren's long knife was full of death, and he pierced his chest with a straight knife, detonating the death energy accumulated in his body, and extinguishing the vitality in his body.
　　 But it was not over yet, Langren put away the soul knife for a short time, inserted one hand into the opponent's temple and stirred it, creating a puppet.
　　 "Go ahead."
　　 The puppet fairy soldier waved his sword and killed his original teammate.
　　 The immortal soldier who wants to explode has a very strong determination to die. When Langren feels this determination, it is impossible for him to explode.
　　 "96%..."
　　. . . . . .
　　 Ground battlefield.
　　 "Blast Lingziyun... Have they been forced to this point?"
　　 Tan Tuo glanced at the sky.
　　 The sky battlefield is surrounded by formations. Without the communication spirit formation, it is impossible to communicate with thoughts, and his communication spirit formation has been destroyed along with the armor.
　　 Carrying a heavy broad-bladed great sword, the naked half-body of the orange tutu is covered with tiny cracks, and blood is constantly infiltrating the red-dyed pants of the lower body.
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 and the white lizard opposite him is not much better, the wounds that can almost penetrate the torso spread all over the body, and the thick blood on the white wound Squirming slowly.
　　 His recovery speed has slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, which means that his vitality has begun to dry up.
　　 "It's been more than three minutes..."
　　 Wizaya panted heavily, her fingers shattered, and there was a sword mark on her fangs.
　　 was almost crushed and beaten, if it weren't for his abnormal resilience and unreasonable deconstruction characteristics, he would not be able to hold back Chen Tuo for a minute!
It's too strong. Swordsmanship seems to be a violent opening and closing. In fact, every slash is a precise calculation, combined with a strange spell to summon an attack to seal his dodge space, so every attack must be physically hard. After resisting, this led to the huge consumption of his vitality.
　　 Or is this the result that Tantuo wanted?
　　 "In this case... I'm afraid I won't last for four minutes, Langren..."
　　 Jintuo raised his huge sword with both hands horizontally in front of him. During the period of confrontation, he had already seen the signs of the opponent's exhaustion. Next, he only needed to stack another fatal damage, and the lizard would completely fall down.
　　 "I have to say that the source of your planet's star source is indeed domineering, but unfortunately the promotion direction of each unit is too single."
　　 "But a single represents not only the intensity of specialization, but also poverty!"
　　 The giant sword trembled at this time, humming, heavy and powerful.
　　 "Are you coming..."
　　 Wizea squinted, staring at the opponent's sword.
　　 The giant sword lifted lightly, not fast or slow, but instantly carved a huge rune in the space in front of him.
At the moment when the 　　 rune pattern was completed, densely packed bright spots appeared on the symbols, and the bright starry sky lit up.
　　Stars!
　　 Sword leads the stars!
　　 Wizea's body floated off the ground, struggling to slowly rise into the air, as if there were countless ropes binding him to the sky.
　　Ding~~
　　 The giant sword was pasted with runes, and a crisp soul shook, and then attached to the giant sword, the entire giant sword exuded a heavy aura of destruction!
　　 Weizea belongs to Xingluo Temple, and he is no stranger to this destructive atmosphere.
　　 "Star Power?!"
　　 "My star power control is still very rough, but it is enough to erase you."
　　 Before he finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared from Wizea's perception.
　　A sword light...no, it's starlight! A starlight appeared out of thin air, turned into an entity and broke through Vizea’s tough torso skin, cut off his body diagonally and was embedded in the section. No matter how Vizea’s blood surged, it was of no avail, and it could only be extinguished by the starlight. Killed in smoke.
　　 cannot be deconstructed!
　　 "Of course it will not be decomposed by your rule force. Star source powers are different but can contain each other. In theory, their rules are at the same level."
　　 As if seeing through Wizea's thoughts, Chen Tuo's figure appeared behind Wizea and spoke.
　　 "My ability can only cut out this sword at present, but this sword is enough to kill you."
　　 The shackles in the void dissipated, and the cut in two Weizea fell to the ground like a boned doll, convulsing and trying to struggle.
　　 But the solid starlight sword marks were attached to his two cross-sectional wounds. The blood in his whole body rushed to the wounds involuntarily, rushing towards the stars fiercely, and was annihilated into inorganic fly ash.
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 He can no longer control his blood! The remaining vitality quickly disappeared.
　　 He is dying.
　　 tremblingly stretched out his arm, Wizea's vision began to blur...
　　 In the dim, familiar back figure appeared before his eyes.
　　 His consciousness seemed to have returned to the snow cliff, back to the cold rock.
　　 "Are you asking the way forward?"
　　 Wizea nodded, he didn't understand why his existence was so contradictory.
　　 Snow flakes fell, forming a thick layer of snow on his shoulders.
　　 "Look at that."
　　 The back figure raised his arm and pointed to the dome. In the direction where countless snowflakes fell, the thick gray clouds covered the sky, like a haze over Wizea's heart.
　　 "Do you think it looks like the road ahead?"
　　 Wizea’s pupils were printed with clouds, until a snowflake fell into his eyes and turned into water.
　　 He didn't see anything.
　　 hasn't received an answer for a long time, and his back is not annoying, his outstretched finger swipes down.
　　 The cumulus cloud that covered thousands of miles in the sky was cut open by an invisible knife, revealing the vast starry sky behind.
　　 "Let’s change the way, look at those stars, their birth, do they look like your way forward?"
　　 "The starry sky is still big, don't be obscured by a cloud."
　　 "The spirit is yours, the soul is yours, and the will is yours...they are things that belong to you, not the existence that empowers you, you are your own way forward."
　　 The starry sky is the most profound picture in his memory.
　　 "Hall Lord, stars... will die too"
　　 Wizea's ears began to sing hallucinating, making his head groggy~EbookFREE.me~ Consciousness slowly sinking into the darkness, and the starry sky farther and farther away from him.
　　 At this moment, a familiar voice rumblingly shook his consciousness
　　 "Fortunately I still hide one..."
　　 A thing was stuffed into his mouth, and the darkness surrounding Wizea's consciousness suddenly receded like a tide.
　　 The dilated pupils suddenly shrank, and the consciousness returned to the body, the person in front of him was--
　　 "Sura..."
　　 Langren's upper body was pulled up by Langren's arm and looked at each other.
　　 "You can't die yet, I can't take so many people."
　　 Langren said, swinging a knife to cut off the fracture that was stuck by the starlight, and two pieces of meat fell on the ground with two snaps.
　　 The blood regained a small amount of vitality, the blood of the upper and lower body pulled and fuse with each other, and the tissue that had been cut back grew back.
　　 Dying back to life!
　　 "Didn't you say four minutes?"
　　Weizea is a little dazed, isn't it four minutes?
　　 "Sorry, it's changed a little bit, I came a little earlier, but if I'm going to die one step later, you will die."
　　Weizea already had the strength to stand, Langren let go and replied two steps back.
　　 "Sorry...I overestimated myself. He has the level of using alien power and has the ability to offset our characteristics... What about your sword?"
　　 Langren looked at his left hand, remembered the black iron sword that was blown up in the explosion, and shook his head.
　　 "Lost, but it doesn't matter, there will be too many in a while, you go to rest, and then leave it to me."
　　 After that, Langren carried the knife and walked towards the giant sword citrus.