Between life and death, Nangong Wentian broke through the realm he had dreamed of.
The aura of the Creation Realm surrounded him, and the nine blood dragons changed from the size of swimming fish to the size of pythons.
Seeing this scene, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of Devouring Heavenly Lord.
"no, you can not……"
"Stop talking, I just want to beat you to death." Scenes of the past flashed through Nangong Wentian's mind.
From the moment he got a wooden sculpture, the trajectory of his life changed dramatically.
First, he showed his fierceness during a martial arts training session, then he maimed the woman he loved most in his life, then he deceived his best brother, and escaped from Tianyuan State all the way, leaving behind all kinds of infamy.
"Everything is your fault, Tun Ling! Your layout is deep enough, and your people are indeed hateful. If I hadn't..."
Nangong Wentian shouted hysterically while firing his gun and advancing.
There was a lot revealed in his words.
Now, the spiritual pressure is released.
The people around him recovered and were still surrounding Lin Ming to protect him.
Long Zhan walked up a few steps and looked at Nangong Wentian with half sadness and half joy.
He still remembered his uncle's peerless grace many years ago, and the happy look of his second aunt nestled in his arms.
"Uncle Wentian, can you go back to Tianyuan State with me?"
Long Zhan's eyes turned red and he asked Nangong Wentian in the way he had called him when he was very young.
Nangong Wentian didn't look back, and his tone was full of regret: "I can't go back... there's no point in going back. Help me say sorry to your father."
As soon as the words fell, gun shadows filled the sky!
Nangong Wentian's aura was rising steadily, and he had completely entered the early stage of creation.
He saw a higher realm, saw the vast path to Tongtian Martial Arts, saw a ray of heavenly secrets in the dark... saw too much.
However, in the end, everything turned into nothingness.
The unique skill of the Nangong family - Nine Heavens Dragon Yin Bu Wen Tian.
Only when one has extreme regret in one's heart but also has a sincere heart to atone can one display it.
The most recent use of it was by a strong man from the Nangong family more than a thousand years ago. At that time, when the spear was released, nine blood dragons seemed to be able to bite the world.
However, when the nine dragons are united, they will be perfect.
This is Kang Long's regret!
Nangong Wentian's performance spanned a thousand years and reproduced the unique style of the Nangong family.
The last shot filled his whole body with energy.
boom!
The gun fell and penetrated the head of the Devouring Spirit Heavenly Lord, from the middle of the bridge of the nose, all the way out to the back of the head, like a nail driving a toad through the stone wall.
"You... shouldn't be able to break through." Lingtianzun clenched the blood-red spear tightly with both hands.
Nangong Wentian's body gradually lost color, as if it was about to turn into ashes.
He smiled softly and let go of the hand holding the gun.
At this time, the impact point of the gun tip on the stone wall cracked like a spider web and spread all the way.
Stone walls, the ground, the ceiling...everywhere.
The three altars were covered with cracks, click, click, click... the sound kept ringing, the cracks became more and more detailed and deep, and it seemed that they could no longer support them.
The dark shadows standing on the altar disappeared one after another.
"No! No, no, no...it can't be like this."
Swallowing Heavenly Lord opened his mouth, and countless terrifying dark ghost hands stretched out and quickly wrapped around Nangong Wentian's body.
"Quick, stop it, or I will tear you apart."
"Life and death are like a game. If you want to take action, just do it."
Nangong Wentian closed his eyes and put down the hand holding the gun. His gray body completely collapsed and turned into ashes inch by inch.
His last strength condensed in the ash droplets, all converging on the blood-red spear.
Nine dragons merge into one, red as blood.
A bloody sun suddenly lit up and spread to the surroundings from where the gun blade landed.
One inch, two inches, three inches... one foot, two feet, three feet...
Finally, it was settled at thirty feet.
The Spirit-Swallowing Heavenly Lord was located in the center, howling violently: "Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
His voice was full of pain and unbearable resentment.
In the distance, the black wolf lying on the ground covered in blood coughed and laughed: "Hahahahaha, you deserve it."
After the voice fell, Hei Lang closed his eyes and tilted his neck to the side.
Yi Wen shook his head and slowly withdrew the azure elixir energy that his left hand was sending continuously.
At this time, Long Zhan turned around and shouted: "Don't stop. Black Wolf has a special bloodline and his vitality is different from ordinary people. He can continue to save people."
"I am a doctor, you are not... His injuries have penetrated into his internal organs for a long time. He only relied on the blood pill and the potential of the blood in his body to hold on." Yiwen's face remained indifferent, as if he was just describing the facts without emotion.
Long Zhan punched twice, knocking over the evil ghost soldiers in front of him, then turned around and shouted angrily: "Go to hell..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yi Wen's eyes.
There are extremely complex emotions in those eyes, as if regretting the end of life, regretting one's own powerlessness, and being touched by unspeakable emotions...
Long Zhan silently stopped speaking, turned his head, and plunged into the battle again.
He was very fond of this man with a wolf head and body.
Among the many body-forging realms, Black Wolf was the only one left besides Lin Ming.
Bloody!
People from the Long family admire and admire this kind of people the most.
There is one motto in the Long family's family motto: But when you encounter bloody children, you should always keep it in mind.
Long Zhan clenched his fists fiercely, "It's all because I'm not strong enough! Talking about being the number one genius in body refining in Tianyuan Province, and talking about being the most lethal Qilinzi in the Long family, it's all nonsense! I can't even save my friends' lives, I don't have any Be proud of your qualifications.”
He secretly made up his mind to work ten times a hundred times.
At this time, Lin Ming slowly came out of meditation and opened his eyes to see his surroundings.
The body of the black wolf was not far away. Lin Ming's eyes were filled with sadness, and he said softly: "I brought you here, but I didn't take you away..."
Putting an arm on Lin Ming's shoulder, Ge Qinghuang shook his head, "Don't blame yourself. He came with you because he trusts you. He is willing to pay for you, so you shouldn't regret it. Otherwise, it would be the greatest insult to die calmly." "
"Yeah!" Lin Ming gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and nodded.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the Jingxian Sword and swung the sword. The crescent sword light shrouded ten feet in front of him, and more than a dozen evil ghost soldiers flew out, spraying billowing evil blood.
