v4 Chapter 120： the end

When manpower is exhausted.

Constantly swinging the sword and drawing the sword, the sky became darker and darker until it was dark.

More and more people died, and the smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier. On the third day, there were almost no living people in the imperial city, except for the monks including Zhou An in the imperial palace.

On the fifth day, the head teacher of Wangtianzong was also decapitated, and was dragged into a different space by a powerful itinerant. When he reappeared, there was only a corpse.

On the seventh day, the faces of the remaining people were full of numbness and despair. If Zhou An was not there, they would have been unable to persist. After seven days of fighting, there were still a large number of monsters wandering in the imperial city.

Qi Fugui sat motionless next to the emperor's body, and he could see that the crape myrtle aura on his body was getting more and more solemn. Although there was no enthronement ceremony, he was the only one in the imperial city who was qualified to inherit the throne. It's a matter of course.

The dragon veins were firmly suppressed by him in the underground of the imperial city, and the luck did not disperse, but it was stronger than before.

Going on like this is not an option. Even if the dragon veins are stabilized, it will take at least a hundred years to re-condense the luck, and they may not last for a few days.

Zhou An has been calculating all the time, and the more critical the time is, the more he has to use his brain. This is what he learned from Su Changxing.

In his current state, it is impossible to kill all the wanderers and those distorted existences in the city. He can only find a way from the source to keep the coming space away from here.

He has to take the initiative to go to that space!

Instead, he will gain extraordinary power in that space. Although he doesn't know why, this is the only chance now.

The most frightening thing is not the powerful enemy, but the powerful enemy will play with your brain and spend thousands of years planning to make everything foolproof.

After all, this is probably how it feels.

Zhou An has always felt that he is a stupid person, so many things he has done are not considered smart, and there are only so many ways he can think of.

But his advantage is that he is a man of action, he will do it when he thinks about it, he will not hesitate, and he will not think too much about the consequences.

He glanced down, Yueli was seriously injured at this time, and the breath of the spring of life burst out from his body, which must have been contaminated with fog when he was in Luping County.

The spring of life itself is not a good thing, it is like poison, which makes people addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves, but at the same time, it can save lives at certain times, such as now.

Yue Li's injury was too serious, if it wasn't for the breath of the spring of life to warm her up, her life would probably have been endangered.

With a sword in the air, Zhou An didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed into that world on his own initiative, a dark void, a world where even rules don't exist.

He saw densely packed people, or densely packed evil ghosts, in every space, everywhere at a glance.

"How dare you come in and kill him!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Kill him and we can go out!"

Noisy, one after another, thousands of voices came, making it difficult for people to hear what they were saying.

These are evil spirits.

Zhou An is also an evil ghost at this moment, with the rotten sword intent extending outward, black flames burning all over his body, on his thick black arms, each holding a giant sword, waving in the air.

This is the body of a ghost.

There was a hissing sound.

Countless evil spirits in this space rushed towards her, and the two sides collided with each other. Every arm of Zhou An waved the long sword in his hand, slashing wantonly.

And these itinerants were not vegetarians, they were able to bite off flesh and blood from Zhou An's body and swallow them, like crawling nightmares.

With the continuous fighting, Zhou An could feel the immortal energy in his body becoming more and more intense, like flowers blooming in front of his eyes.

Immortals are different from human beings. He couldn't understand it before, but now he understands it. The ultimate spiritual joy seems to fall into a state of madness all the time, and one emotion completely covers up other emotions.

Humans have limits, and some things are unbearable for human beings, whether it is this fairy body like ghosts or gods, or this twisted world.

Zhou An's consciousness was stripped away bit by bit, gradually blurred, and even forgot what he was doing now, and fell into endless killing.

It's over.

This was his last thought. Although he was prepared, he still felt a little regretful when he experienced it.

People have concerns, there will be regrets.

Immediately afterwards.

The other half of his body also gradually distorted, pitch-black arms stretched out, with blood-red intestines interspersed in them, and there was a trace of fairy energy rippling on them, but it didn't seem disobedient at all.

Life rots completely, and eternal death is the way back.

A beam of bright white light appeared in this pitch-black world, reflected from a black token on his chest.

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on it, Zhou An suddenly woke up again and saw the patrollers around the beam of light running away, like a mouse seeing a cat.

There is also an illusory figure standing between the beams of light, very familiar, as if there is a breeze blowing in the space, with the breath of spring, warm and humid.

"Long time no see, Zhou An."

Su Changxing looked around with a curious expression on his face. Before he could make a move, chains and chains protruded from the beam of light, grabbing those empty shell monsters around.

He recognized that these creatures were related to heresy, and even possessed a substrate, but they were not heresy in essence, they were empty shells controlled by different consciousnesses from a distance.

After the discount store encounters these empty shells, it triggers a certain setting to actively clean up and absorb these empty shells.

Su Changxing turned his head to look at Zhou An, who had the body of ghosts and gods. He had an illusory appearance of aura, and said:

"I didn't expect you to be in such a place. It's really hard to find. But I'm just a clone projection, and I won't last long."

"Your will is not worthy to support this body, and the top and bottom do not match."

Immediately, he snapped his fingers, and Zhou An gradually left this world before his eyes, and his body gradually recovered.

Zhou An reacted and shouted: "We can't let this world come down!"

Su Changxing smiled, feeling that Zhou An's reaction surprised him, and said, "It's really hard to do, but I can help you clean up these empty shells, and the rest is up to you."

"I can't come here for the time being, this world is very special!"

While speaking, countless chains of white light protruded from Su Changxing's back, burning with holy flames, enough to disperse the darkness.

The flames grew stronger and stronger until they covered the entire world.

Su Changxing's figure suddenly disappeared from Zhou An's eyes, and went away together with that world.

He fell to the ground all of a sudden, panting heavily, his skin was full of wrinkles, his whole body seemed to have aged in an instant, and his hair had turned gray.

He didn't rest, got up from the ground, swung his sword, once again the shadow of the sword appeared all over the sky, and shouted:

"The situation has turned around, these ghosts and monsters have lost their support, everyone, please join me in the counterattack!"

He walked out of the palace with a deep dead breath, and a line of dark footprints appeared on the ground, which was so heavy.

Killing all the way out, a large number of twisted monsters died under his sword, and they rushed forward one after another, but fortunately, the number of patrollers was reduced by half compared to before.

His consciousness became heavier and heavier, and his footsteps became slower and slower. Walking on the avenue of the imperial city, he walked at the same speed as walking in ordinary times, and the shadow of the sword continued to dance around.

Suddenly, he stopped, his body became wobbly, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to fall down at any time.

At this time.

One person supported him, and looking back, it was Yueli, the brilliance of the moon was condensed all over his body, which seemed a bit unreal.

"let me help you!"

With Yueli's support, he walked forward step by step, and finally reached the city wall of the imperial city, stopped, and looked back, only corpses and silence.

It's finally over.

He sat down on the imperial city without falling down, just sat there in a daze, opened his eyes, looking at the mountains and rivers outside, and the Wangtian Mountain that runs through the sky and the earth, and the sky is shining with colorful brilliance , the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Yue Li also sat cross-legged beside him, quietly not speaking, enjoying the beautiful scenery together.

Zhou An's hair was completely white, and then gradually dried up. His whole body shrank into a ball, like a rotten tree, without a sound. The cyan flying sword was suspended in front of him, slowly rotating with the breeze.

Everything seemed to fall into silence, and it remained so for eternity.

In the Jinluan Hall, a disciple of Wangtian Sect cried out, "Senior Sister's soul has dissipated, she is already dead."

Yueli's body lay quietly on the ground, with cracks all over his body, like a broken porcelain doll.

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