Chapter 843

Under the entanglement of blood black whip, Nanfeng and long Yuxuan can't move at all.

The fear of death gradually diffused from the hearts of the two brothers, and then shrouded in the whole body. In the face of death, any living creature, any powerful living creature, will give birth to fear, because their ultimate goal of cultivation is to avoid death.

"Big brother, I didn't expect that our brothers would die in this way, in the hands of zombies." Close your eyes, long Yuxuan said, at this moment, he really has no power to resist.

"In the face of death, I didn't expect that I would be afraid." Nanfeng also closed his eyes and said slightly. At this moment, he almost gave up resistance. Under the entanglement of the blood black whip, he just felt weak.

Nanfeng's thoughts also disappeared into the swallowing space. Looking at Lianjun Yi and Tianbao pearl, he felt guilty and said deeply, "Jun Yi, Tianbao pearl, I'm sorry. At last, I really want you to die with me."

"No harm!" Lian Jun Yi said with a smile that it might not be terrible to be accompanied by the south wind on the road of death.

Tianbao pearl nodded slightly. Although she didn't speak, she didn't blame Nanfeng at all.

The blood black whip pierces into the flesh and blood. Nanfeng feels the passing of life, and the taste of death is heavier.

"I really want to die, but I want to have the hope of survival!" The silk in the South breeze heart is unwilling to still say. And, in this silk unwilling, he saw Lian Jun Yi smile in the eyes of the desire to survive, also saw Tianbao pearl calm eyes of the desire to survive.

What's more, I feel that long Yuxuan is unwilling to die in his body. How can the noble blood of the real dragon die in the hands of dirty zombies.

Even if it's the most noble blood zombie among zombies, it's just dirty for such a beast as the real dragon.

Nanfeng once promised longyuxuan's father to make longyuxuan a real dragon shaking heaven and earth. He also promised shuipo to help lianjunyi expel toxins and protect her. He also vowed to get Tianbao Pearl's heart and protect her from any threat.

However, before all this was finished, even without touching the edge, he was going to die, and even his most important brothers and women were involved.

"Why, I gave up!" Nanfeng roars in his heart.

"Clearly there are so many things to be done, how can Nanfeng give up here? My consciousness still exists. I'm not dead. I'm looking for that hope if I'm not dead."

In this death, the south wind seems to have come to another world, everything becomes so quiet.

"I need courage, the courage to find hope!" The south wind shouts. In silence, he knows what he needs.

"My road of martial arts!" The south wind is still shouting.

Under the death of the bloody whip, he saw a road, a road to life, which belonged to his martial road.

This road is far away and near.

If Nanfeng has the courage and the reluctance in his heart, this road is nearby.

If the south wind is just waiting for death, let the blood black whip crush him, this road is far away.

"South wind, rush, rush out of this death, you need to set foot on the road of your own life!"

Under the silence of his own consciousness, the voice of his cry was so loud and loud, and the blood in his body was boiling in the cry and sting.

Blood surging, rolling and surging!

At this time, another voice asked him, endless road of martial arts, hundreds of millions of frustrations, why do you set foot on it.

"Yes, what Nanfeng relies on to embark on the road of martial arts. Along the way, I rely on my courage and persistence in my heart. I have many things to do. If I don't do them, I will regret them forever."

"At this moment, I have to go forward bravely!"

The power to fight again!

Not willing to roar!

The courage and perseverance to set foot on the road of martial arts.

He needs to break through the death this time, break through the suppression of the blood black whip, and the blood in his body has been boiling to the limit. Even if he is exhausted at the moment, he needs to break out more powerful force.

Boiling blood, persistent perseverance, let his heart rolling blood, all of a sudden rushed to the sea of knowledge, a stream of colorful power then boiling, invisible surge in his sea of knowledge in the rebirth of spiritual pulse.

"My south wind is between life and death."

"The way of martial arts and the way of cultivation is to go against the heaven, to seize the nature of heaven and earth, and to take the life of heaven and earth for oneself. It's normal to experience life and death. How can I give up for it? "

"The road to success, the road to life, the road to martial arts will be ahead of you!"

"The loser, turn to ashes and die!"

"And I'm going to the top!"

Then, the colorful power, his courage and his blood are absorbed by the fifth node of the rebirth spirit pulse.

Then, he seemed to see the road of martial arts approaching him. Just one step, he stepped out of death.However, in this step, he needs to recognize what death is. Only by recognizing what death is, can he get out of death.

In the fifth node of the rebirth pulse, he sees death.

"It was a space of hell, where he saw countless ghosts of death, and also saw countless ghosts of death for what reason."

In the law of the jungle, they all choose to give up, and then they die, die, their power disappears, in this space, they only allow those bullies to bully.

Even the most powerful once were only mole ants here.

He also saw other different souls. They had power. They didn't dare to get close to them. They were still practicing and vowed to leave here one day.

Because when they died, they resisted and died in the process of resistance.

"It's sad not to resist and be afraid of the result of death. I don't want it."

"The so-called death, just in the line of life and death, why not do the final resistance, not resistance, to the hell, just mole ants, resistance will live, even if the resistance to death, you will gain strength, that bull head horse face, how dare to bully you."

Then, the peace of the space is restored, all the dead souls disappear, and a huge gray river emerges. The water of the river is condensed by the power of death. This river makes the south wind feel that it comes from hell, and finally flows out of hell.

"Is this the river of death?" Nanfeng murmured.

His consciousness, along the river of death, I do not know how many years, the river of death gray, slowly become green, in this green, he felt the breath of life, death gradually disappeared.

Looking ahead, the rivers are green and full of life.

"Is this from death to life?" The south wind murmured.