Chapter 1978: Fighting!

This road is too long. Dao Ling feels that he has been running for 10,000 years. He has not stopped. He has been running.
The longer he ran, the more he felt tired and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.
The more he ran, the slower he came. Even Dao Xinxin had an illusion. He felt that he was getting older and getting older one day later!
He felt that he couldn't do it. He couldn't run in. He was too weak, and he couldn't move.
"I want to go in!"
Dao Ling screamed, he worked hard all his strength, he passed, and the old palms slammed the door frame, and finally he came in and came to the 16th floor!
He gasped and sweated. He felt tired and tired. He even walked aimlessly inside, but every time he took a step, he was extremely tired.
"What's wrong with me?"
Dao Ling saw his hands and dried up. It seemed that the old skin was falling off. He was a little confused. He found himself very old and sullen, and the deadline was coming.
"How could this be? In the end, how many years have passed, I should be able to stick to it for ten years, and still stick to ten years!"
Dao Ling is roaring. He finds that he is no longer able to do so. He is weak and extremely weak. There is no possibility of any recovery. Even the human body has completely dried up!
This is a sign of exhaustion, the sign of sitting, let the Dao Ling be strong now, find more precious treasures, and can not recover!
There is always a limit to the human body that cannot be tolerated. Now that the limits of Dao Ling have come to an end, he cannot return to his youth.
Even the source is completely dry, which means that the tomb of Dao Ling has come, not far from death.
"Where are you, where are you?" Dao Ling yelled, he reminded himself that he can't die now, there are so many things waiting for him to finish, how can he die here and turn into a pile of loess .
"Hey, you spent a full decade on the 16th floor." The quiet sigh of breath sighed: "Everything is late, late."
"It’s late, late, how could it be late!" Dao Ling’s nightmare whispered, holding his head and madness:
Ten years have passed, ten years have passed, the agreed time has passed, but I missed it. ,missed!"
"Yes, I have found that the abyss turbulence a few years ago, the general attack of the world will inevitably start, but you did not wake up, the infinite Emperor did not shoot."
"The plan outside has failed, and the consequences are too serious. Once this happens, there is nothing in the world to fear."
"And you are coveting the sixteen abyss now, you can't get out, you can only sit and wait to die, there is no way."
If you are in the middle of the soil, let the tombs smash and anger. "This is impossible. God will not play me like this. How can I lose so thoroughly!"
Now Dao Ling is white and pale, and his blood is dry. It seems like an old dragon is roaring, and he is afraid to lose so thoroughly!
He ran wildly outside, and he returned to the 18th floor, but the picture inside made him feel like a lightning strike.
Everywhere is the corpse, cold air Sensen, it seems that a region is here, let the scalp scalp numb, tremble, how can this be, how can this be!
The Taoling stumbled and walked here, moving one and another body. He found the familiar person. He saw the body of Zhao Xiuzhu. He saw the body of the priest, many and many bodies.
"How could this be!" Dao Ling was furious, although ten years have passed, but they should be alive, how can they die like this!
"Military God!"
In the end, Dao Ling discovered the military god, the military also died, and did not live, did not know that he had been dead for a few years, and his face was full of unwillingness and regret!
"Military God, how dare you die, how dare you die!"
The Taoist mourning, he is old and gray, like an old man who is about to sit down, mad, and the filthy scorpion shed tears.
He was named as a military god. His value is too great. In the future, it can play a vital role in Shanhaiguan. One person is not endless.
But the military is dead, died here, died on the 18th floor of the abyss, and even the Taoist sense of death in his own hands!
"Death Master!"
Dao Ling saw another person, a face of a mad young man, a heavy breath, anger and anger: "Who did it, who is it!"
The desperation is dead, the eyebrows are broken, and the clear sky is absolutely killed. He is not smashed by the abyss!
"metropolitan….."
When the Taoist mind was out of control, the weak voice suddenly came over. This is a person who fell in a pool of blood. He has not died yet, and he still breathes.
"Dai Jun." Dao Ling's eyes screamed and ran up and said: "Da Jun, are you still alive? Still alive? What happened here, tell me!"
"The Sovereign, we have been waiting for you, but we can't wait for you." Dai Jun trembled: "Red Flame Jindan has run out, and they have fallen one after another, they can't stand it, even the agreed time. When you arrive, you have not appeared, but the world has attacked the abyss. Our plans have definitely been exposed. They have all failed, and the Protoss has stunned.
"It's me, it's me, I killed them....."
The spirit of Dao Ling is out of control, psychologically unbearable, and the nightmare is generally whispered to himself: "I killed them, the abyss attack failed, the world will be defeated, it is me, it is because of me...."
"Yes, it's all because of you!"
The 18-story abyss came from a refined and elegant man. He smiled in the divine year and looked at the old man with his head and white hair. He smiled and said: "When I waited, I warned you before, and made money for me, but You are not obedient, but the consequences are very serious."
"You look at them, they all die because of you. This is the end of rebellion. Your life is all mine. You have no right to live for yourself."
The year of the gods came up, carrying both hands, and looked a little smirked: "Now it is good, both lose, the world is indeed very strong, the reincarnation is also very strong, and a big storm, we have to only Kill."
"But when the king waits for you, you should never break the financial road of my Protoss. Our Protoss wants money and needs a lot of money, but it is too difficult to make money, because we want too much money, no business. The League can satisfy us, but you, you can give it to me!"
The Year of the Gods is a little excited: "But you, you have broken our plan, this is what you are wrong, I must punish them for an account of the above."
"But you." The Year of the Gods shook his head and said: "You have no value for the Protoss now. In order to keep you from paying all your treasures, you are not a king. You are now everything. No."
"what….."
The Taoist mourning, the corner of his eye broke out of blood, like an old beast is going crazy, he is white-haired, was imprisoned on the 18th floor, and can no longer go out to kill a day.
"I also love and hate love in my life, killing endless!"
"At the end of the ~EbookFREE.me~ is not an empty!"
To the surprise of the Year of the Gods, this already dying Doyle has such a horrible fighting spirit to recover, he does not admit defeat, he does not admit defeat!
"Whoever dares to stop me, I will destroy who!"
The scorpion of the Dao Ling provoked the murderous temper, the Yuanshen released the soul of the heavens, and the Bodhi was shaken by the moment, completely integrated into his god.
Even the silent Promise Beads in the Yuanshen suddenly broke out with hundreds of millions of Buddhas, as if a 3,000-buddha world opened up a corner of time and space, and the shining dark world is rupturing!
Everything is broken and the scene returns to the 16th floor.
An old shadow is erupting, and the body suddenly awakens the power of a dragon, smashing the clouds, and the vast and endless space.
"puff!"
Opposite the Dao Ling is a woman in black with a silk shawl. She was coughed up by the Promise Beads and cried a large amount of blood. She flew out and screamed on the ground.