"What is destined cannot be changed. A person like you who is burdened with sin should not live in this world. Your birth was a mistake." Sang Mo pronounced Lin Zihan's death sentence righteously and sternly. , a golden sword hung above Lin Zihan's head.
The sword edge fluctuated like water, and sword waves surged above Lin Zihan's head. At this time, Lin Zihan was like a sinner hanging on the guillotine, waiting for Sang Mo's trial.
But Sang Mo stood at the commanding heights, standing in the endless light, and Lin Zihan didn't even deserve to look at him.
"Qianjunzhan~!" Sang Mo's voice was deafening. The sound was like a bell, making the golden ocean tremble. Even Lin Zihan's legs could not stop trembling. His back was slightly bent, and there was a trail of blood at the corner of his mouth. Flow out slowly.
The tyrannical oppression shattered Lin Zihan's internal organs, and red blood spurted out on his skin, as if he would explode and die in the next second.
Just as Sang Mo's words fell, a golden long sword suddenly fell, followed by countless long swords falling, and a long river of golden swords rushed towards Lin Zihan.
At this time, Lin Zihan had already exhausted his physical strength by the golden ocean. The exhausted Lin Zihan was played to the point where he could not even lift his head. With his head lowered, blood-red sweat dripped from his forehead, and the blood slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth. .
At this time, Lin Zihan was exhausted and could not raise any mental defense at all. At this time, Lin Zihan's whole body seemed to be cramped and flesh was peeled off, with streaks of blood exposed all over his body.
On Lin Zihan's fingertips, blood slowly flowed out from the nails. Drops of blood fell on Lin Zihan's feet. The blood fell on the hot golden ocean and was evaporated in an instant. The blood hanging above Lin Zihan's head was The sharp sword also penetrated Lin Zihan's body.
The golden sword passed through Lin Zihan's shoulders, and a golden long sword passed through Lin Zihan's shoulders. The wing bones behind Lin Zihan were also flattened in an instant, and the last remaining bone spurs were left. It was also cut off by the golden sword.
"Pfft~" Lin Zihan was defeated after all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Blood like a fountain flew out of Lin Zihan's mouth. The blood mist instantly obscured Lin Zihan's figure, and his whole body was covered by the diffuse blood mist.
"Is this over?" Sang Mo was confused. The rising blood mist actually obscured Sang Mo's eyes and perception, making him unable to detect the existence of Lin Zihan, as if that person had never been there. He disappeared into the golden ocean, and Lin Zihan's figure was nowhere to be found.
The sudden disappearance of the breath of life made Sang Mo have some doubts in his heart. The dragon's vitality has always been known for its strength, and it will definitely not dissipate so quickly and be annihilated in an instant.
Sang Mo was confused. In the golden ocean, figures like Sang Mo slowly emerged from the golden ocean. I'm afraid even Sang Mo's mentor couldn't tell the golden figures apart. Which one is Sang Mo.
Because this is not an illusion that obscures the figure and confuses the line of sight, but in this golden ocean, Sang Mo's figure is everywhere, and his spirit is spread throughout this spiritual ocean, and Sang Mo is everywhere here. The figure, every golden incarnation, is Sangmo itself.
The golden ocean is the incarnation of Sang Mo. Every golden figure and every drop of golden liquid is also Sang Mo. Therefore, the eighteen golden figures transformed into the golden ocean are all Sang Mo themselves, no matter which one they are. , can all become Sangmo.
"I caught you." Lin Zihan, who had just leaned down and lost the breath of life, suddenly smiled coldly, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his cold and violent aura instantly raged in the golden ocean.
The golden sword rain fell one after another, and Lin Zihan's body had been pierced by the sword rain. The sword rain pierced Lin Zihan's body in an instant, leaving a body riddled with holes, and the bone wings behind him were also chopped off. Broken, the bone spurs were exposed.
At this time, Lin Zihan had blood flowing all over his body and his body was riddled with holes. He had already lost the breath of life. He was like a corpse without the breath of life. There was no breath of life in his body.
"Dead?" Sang Mo saw Lin Zihan pinned to the ground by the golden sword rain through his blood, and there was a trace of doubt on the corner of his mouth. He actually killed a dragon, completely killed a dragon?
"Boom~" Lin Zihan, whose body was covered with blood, showed a scornful bitter smile. The bone spurs behind him suddenly stirred, and the long bone spurs flapped gently, as if wings were born behind him.
At this time, the blood slowly left on Lin Zihan's body suddenly became boiling and rushed towards Lin Zihan's chest. A stream of blood poured into Lin Zihan's chest crazily. At this time, Lin Zihan's whole body was also covered in blood, and streaks of blood surrounded Lin Zihan's body.
For Sang Mo, this was simply unbelievable. Lin Zihan had obviously lost the breath of life. Only the alluring smell of blood and the smell of fresh corpses exuded all over his body. Sang Mo looked at the slowly sounding Lin Zihan. cold.
At this time, Lin Zihan had a contemptuous smile on his face, his Adam's apple swelled slightly, and the bone wings behind him slowly grew out. Long strands sprouted out from behind again, and the bone wings behind him gently The ground flaps.
"Not dead?" Sang Mo was a little confused, looking at Lin Zihan's flapping wings, but there was indeed no breath of life in Lin Zihan's body. Even the breathing in his lungs stopped at this time. There was no sound of breathing, only The bone wings behind his back flapped.
Looking at the dead Lin Zihan, Sang Mo slowly raised his right hand, a golden giant sword hanging above Lin Zihan's head, ready to drop the sword at any time, completely crushing Lin Zihan's body, turning the dragon man into a complete eternity past.
"Huhu~~" A gust of wind sounded in Lin Zihan's ears, and instantly reached Sang Mo's ears. The strong wind blew into Sang Mo's ears. At this time, Sang Mo's eyes were full of shock. Completely infected with blood, there is only a sea of red in the black eyeballs.
Lin Zihan fell to the ground, and blood-colored arms suddenly appeared from his back. The huge arms directly grabbed a golden Sang Mo in the air, completely ignoring the golden figures at noon.
"Ridiculous~" Sang Mo smiled contemptuously. In the golden ocean, with his tried and tested moves and eighteen golden figures, Sang Mo could transfer his body at will. In this golden ocean, he was invincible.
"?" Just when Sang Mo smiled confidently and wanted to pull his spirit away from the locked golden man, Sang Mo was stunned. He was surprised to find that the spirit that was pulled away did not come from that person. The figure was locked, but all of his spiritual power was imprisoned in that golden figure, unable to escape.
At this time, Sang Mo looked at his figure. Eighteen golden figures and seventeen figures were disappearing, and he could only look at a pair of big bloody hands in front of him, grabbing at him.
"Boom~" As the blood-colored giant hands clasped together, Sang Mo's body was completely imprisoned by the blood-colored hands. He could not move. His hands were tightly bound, and the golden sword in his hand could not move. The sword hanging above Lin Zihan's head could not move. The golden giant sword did not fall either.
At this time, Sang Mo's eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a trace of fear, the kind of fear that came from the depths of his own spirit.
"Shouldn't you die?" At this time, Sang Mo looked at Lin Zihan. Lin Zihan's body was recovering bit by bit. His body that was riddled with holes was also healing bit by bit. Those things left on Lin Zihan's body were also healing bit by bit. The golden giant sword was also slowly dissolved.
Huge bone wings grew out of Lin Zihan's back, and he kicked the ground with both feet. Lin Zihan jumped up and stood in mid-air, despising the golden ocean in front of him.
Sang Mo's eyes showed fear and uneasiness, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. Beads of sweat appeared in his palms. The sweat dripped from his palms along with his fingertips, and was instantly dissipated by the blood.
"Death? I am the Blood Dragon King. If my blood is immortal, I will not die. Do you understand?" Lin Zihan smiled contemptuously, his mouth full of ridicule and disdain for Sang Mo. At this time, Sang Mo, There was uneasiness and fear in his eyes.
"That's it. I can feel the power of this holy gold." Lin Zihan said, the bloody hands behind him let go of Sang Mo's body, and slammed into the surrounding golden ocean, which was carved on the ceiling. and the golden lines on the stone pillars were instantly disintegrated.
The golden ocean suddenly dissipated at this moment. In the black auditorium, Sang Mo stood on the same spot, still holding the golden sword in his hand, and blood slowly flowed from his palm and the tiger's mouth. The clothes on his body also With a loud cracking sound, it turned into pieces of cloth.
At this time, Lin Zihan's upper body was covered with wounds. The bloody wounds seemed to have been whipped, and the deep bloody holes seemed to have been driven through the body by nails. Lin Zihan's breathing Although weak, he is methodical.
He slowly raised his left foot and walked in the direction of Sang Mo. When he passed by Sang Mo, Lin Zihan laughed out loud and said with some disdain and provocation: "It seems that your god has indeed blessed you. I saved your life."
After passing by, Sang Mo was furious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The blood was sprinkled on the golden sword, and was absorbed by the sword in an instant. Sang Mo also knelt down weakly, with panic in his eyes. And uneasiness, more shock.
"Am I defeated?" Sang Mo looked at the golden sword in his hand in disbelief. There was a fine crack on the blade. If the blood hadn't sprayed on the sword, maybe Sang Mo wouldn't have been able to see the slightest crack. crack.
Just as Lin Zihan said, Sang Mo's god saved Sang Mo. Otherwise, Lin Zihan, who was in the complete blood demon state, could directly kill Sang Mo's life with one move, but when Lin Zihan wanted to do it, At that moment, a tyrannical pressure suddenly came from the golden ocean, forcing Lin Zihan to take action against the golden ocean and let go of Sang Mo, who had lost the ability to resist in his hands.
