Edge of Pure Land Chapter 164

Chapter 164 The Tenth Kingdom, the King of Kings!

The military helicopter hovered into the sky, like a bird with injured wings flying through the heavy rain. The mutation of the dimensional magnetic field caused its system to become chaotic. Even the best pilot could not completely stabilize it, just like It's a newbie playing airplane war.

Lu Fuji looked at the sky outside the porthole window. The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a violent storm. The rain curtain was so powerful that it seemed to drown the entire world.

 They are like moving through a breathable sea.

That turbulent feeling is enough to drown people.

"I once studied in a military academy. This is the sign before the **** resurrects, just like the first instinct of a newborn baby is to cry. After the **** resurrects, the world will also cry. Now that the door to the dimension has been closed, we don't know how to Can't get out alive.”

Ai Yue turned her head and looked at the holy mountain flowing with turbulent darkness: "Once the gods in the holy mountain wake up, the White Walkers in the entire evolutionary chain will wake up, and it will be a terrible catastrophe. For now, the only way is to believe. Our commander-in-chief can solve all this."

Dongshan wrapped a bandage around his body in silence, his expression full of confusion, because when it came to the commander-in-chief, no one could remember who he was.

 In fact, everyone has this question after boarding the helicopter.

According to the deployment of the military, someone must enter the depths of the Holy Mountain at this time and use the strongest violence in the world to suppress the great **** who has existed since ancient times.

 Just who is this person?

I vaguely remember that he is a very reliable person.

Although he has a cold and arrogant personality, he is never close to the world.

 But he saved the world from fire and water time and time again.

The steel lotus suspended on the top of the holy mountain was so majestic and majestic. The flowing dark matter swept away like a tsunami at the moment, but was burned and evaporated by the spreading flames in an instant, as if it could burn the world. Fire, blazing hot.

 This should be a very powerful person.

The owner of flame numerology who is worthy of being recorded in history.

 Safeguard three and fight for one.

 If that person had not existed, they might have died.

 But why can't I remember?

 Lu Fuji doesn't know either.

 The helicopter flew farther and farther.

 At this moment, his mood was extremely panicked.

 Ming Ming finally killed the mastermind behind the scenes and unlocked a road to heaven. As long as he escapes from this **** hell, everything will be fine.

 But he seemed to have lost something important.

 He had a vague premonition.

As long as he really leaves, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Metanzo's words were bewitching him like a devil.

 But Metanzo did not lie to him.

 There is a very important person who is hidden by the hidden blood.

Lu Fuji stared at the fire burning in the holy mountain, always feeling that it was so lonely in the darkness. He carefully recalled his experience during this period, and it seemed that a huge blank really appeared, which made his whole person change. Gotta panic.

That person is so important.

 If that person is gone, Lu Fuji's life will no longer be complete.

 The blood of truth has already entered the throat.

 The fresh breath filled his body.

Memory ran through my mind like a galloping wild horse.

 Trying to break through some kind of shackles.

“That person puts a lot of things in his heart. He is born to feel that he has to take care of many people, but few people care about his happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.”

Those are Xuelian's words.

 Who is she talking about?

 Lu Fuji endured the severe pain and fought against the shackles in the dark. He vaguely seemed to think of something, the man in black whose oppression made his heart beat wildly when he first saw him.

“My name is Long Que, and I am now asking you questions on behalf of the Abnormal Supervision Administration. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become important testimony to maintain the security of the military region.”

“You have been suspected of illegally rescuing heretics, you have been suspected of illegally colluding with heretics, you have been suspected of crimes against humanity, and you have been locked up.”

The person who gave him absolute trust in the underground ruins.

“Originally, the grudges between me and you have been settled, but you should never go after...the people I care about.”

The person who would protect him at the risk of his own life.

"I am very happy today. In fact, I have been very happy during this period. In my original plan, the last journey of my life should be very lonely. I am also a little worried about the upcoming death. But now, I feel The world is peaceful and beautiful.”

That man's voice echoed in my ears again.

There is a deadly tone between the lines.

 It's like saying goodbye between life and death.

 He hates that hellish atmosphere the most.

 “Anyway, happy New Year.”

 Snap.

 It sounds like the sound of clinking glasses.

 It was also the sound of something falling to the ground.

That is a gold-plated lighter.

 The gift that Lu Fuji couldn't give out.

At this moment, countless memory scenes came flooding in, including the burning fire in the underground neighborhood, riding motorcycles to blast the street together outside the military base, lazy walks together in the afternoon sun, the wind on the coast, and the surging tide. Sound, gorgeous fireworks and colorful lanterns.

There is also the man sitting on the shore looking at the sea alone.

　That person's face seems to be gradually becoming clearer in my memory.

 He remembered it all.

 There is indeed such a person in his life.

 A person who is extremely important.

 Without this person, his life would be incomplete.

 “So that's... farewell?”

Lu Fuji silently bent down and picked up the gold-plated lighter. He vaguely seemed to smell the smell of smoke in the wind again, which was as annoying as ever.

He raised his head and looked at the firelight that was gradually being submerged in the darkness.

Now that the Holy Mountain survey team has evacuated, they also want to leave this hell, but they have to leave that person alone in the boundless darkness.

 Is this really the only way to go?

 He slowly stretched out his hand, as if to touch something.

No.

 He doesn't admit it.

 Nor accept it.

 There was a crash.

Ai Yue and Dongshan suddenly turned back, and wind and rain poured into the cabin.

 “Major Deer!”

 “Brother Xiaolu!”

That's too late.

Lu Fuji grabbed the wooden knife, jumped up and fell from the cabin.

 Drown in the endless storm.

 Between the boiling holy mountains, under the huge steel lotus, Long Ling's red dress was swaying in the wind, and her charming eyes were instantly lit up by the endless firelight.

 Because Longque struck out his first sword.

 Along the endless bronze palaces.

Howling on the eternally silent mountain top.

The Sword of Levadin, a magic sword that claims to be able to burn the entire world, releases the hottest fire in the world the moment it is slashed, like a meteor cutting through the darkness, and the target of the slash is exactly him. The most important woman in my life.

That sword was so hot.

The murderous intent was so strong that it seemed to be burning.

Without the warmth of a reunion between brother and sister, and without the emotion of meeting an old friend again, the two people who were once the closest could only relive the tragedy of the year again, as if they were an inescapable fate.

 Just eight years later, both of them have become much stronger.

He is no longer young either.

In countless collapsed bronze palaces, terrifying monsters rise from the ground in the darkness, including overlords and even gods. They are ancient beings that have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. They wake up and roar with the resurrection of the gods. world.

Sharp shadows swayed in the mountains, illuminated by the fierce electric light.

Like an angel, but also like a devil.

They come from the fifth evolutionary chain and are probably the ultimate life form in the world. Once they wake up, they are destined to destroy the world, but the roar at this moment is full of fear and horror.

 Because the world seems to have fallen into a hot hell, and all existence is burning under the extreme high temperature, as if it has fallen into the core of the sun, and both body and soul are destroyed.

"You can't stop me like this. Even if you hold Levadin and you can be called the strongest in the world, it is only at the human level. When I enter the Holy Mountain, everything is a foregone conclusion." Long Ling didn't even know that To resist, I just stood on the top of the mountain with my hands open, as if breathing the air at the highest point in the world and bathing in the most powerful rain in the world.

The huge steel lotus shed a dark light, as if pouring extremely rich dark matter into her body, and the arrogant divinity awakened in her body.

The hot sword light that was enough to cut off the world fell in front of her, but it could no longer penetrate even half an inch. The blazing flames boiled and surged, illuminating her beautiful face.

 She is a butterfly that breaks out of its cocoon and is reborn.

 Phoenix rising from the ashes.

　　When the Nest of Creation chose her and wanted to merge with her, the authority called immortality could prevent her from any form of interference, and she was naturally not afraid of Levadin's power.

 The ancient ritual begins.

The dragon feather was suspended between heaven and earth, and a graceful and noble lotus flower appeared under her body, flowing like an altar, releasing light and injecting it into her body.

This scene is as beautiful as an ancient mural, enduring for thousands of years.

The solemn horn sound echoed between heaven and earth, and it seemed as if the kingdom of heaven had opened its door, and all the gods and Buddhas sang in unison to welcome the awakening of the god.

"Leyvadine is a magic sword that burns life. Why should you continue to persist when you have so little life left? How long can you persist like this?"

 Long Ling's eyes were both pitiful and cold.

 Divinity and humanity are united.

 Contradiction yet harmony.

What responded to her was the second scorching sword light, which fell into the space and time in front of her, as if the world had fallen into a quagmire-like silence at this moment.

 Everything is silent.

In the turbulent dark torrent that burst the embankment, a white-haired man was swimming upstream, breaking through the waist-deep water. He had a burning cigarette in his mouth. He held the hot Levadin sword and struck out one after another. The scorching sword light slashed out, each sword burning his own life.

The ashes of the cigarette were blown away by the strong wind and fell into the pitch-black flood. It was like igniting a blazing fire and turning the mighty torrent into a sea of ​​fire.

The White Walkers bred in the torrent of darkness were burned away by the terrifying heat as soon as they took shape. The bronze skeletons floated in the sea of ​​fire, drifting all over the mountains and fields, but he stepped on these bones to climb the mountain step by step, as if Stepping from **** to heaven.

Even the Human Watchers had to go through a fierce battle against these White Walkers, and he could easily burn them down by just swaying the remaining heat.

The undead are also rushing towards him. Without exception, they are all from the founders of the Brotherhood. These monsters, neither human nor ghost, are very powerful. The highest ones have even reached the eighth realm. Their descendants There are also troublesome ones. But in front of Longque, he was like an ant.

A scorching sword light flashed, and the torrential rain was cut open. The first generation head of the Russell family was torn into half of his body easily, and his immortal body collapsed like a melted doll. Fragile.

In fact, the Ninth Realm's crushing of the Eighth Realm should not be so simple and crude, but at this moment Longque is in his peak state ever, and he is holding the world-burning Sword of Levadin. Everyone says this It was a magic sword created specifically for him, and that was indeed the case.

Leyvatin is just like him.

 Lonely and burning passionately.

 The blazing light of fire keeps the world away.

Longque hit the ground hard with Levadin's sword with his backhand. The blade pierced the raging flood, and a huge heat wave spurted out. The founder of Seven Star Pharmaceuticals was swallowed up and turned into withered bones in the blazing fire. In the end, even the bones were burned away.

There was a roaring wind behind him, and the first-generation Morgan came at him like a devil in the fire. He was also a famous master of flame numerology in his life, but at this moment, it was as if the firefly had seen the sun, and he could only launch the most shameless attack with the most explosive attitude. sneak attack.

Longque did not look back at all. He just held the sword of Levadin behind his back and stabbed the sword with the ancient sword skill Yan Hui, which immediately penetrated the chest of the walking corpse.

With a sound like a dragon's roar, this member of the Brotherhood was burned to charcoal, ash collapsed inch by inch, and was submerged in the torrent.

Longque's state has indeed reached its peak at this moment. He no longer needs any fighting skills or spell compositions. He has reached a true state of returning to his original nature. His sky-burning fire can be released with a single movement of his hand, and In the purest form.

The rough and wild dark magic sword has killed too many lives. At this moment, it is flowing with a glaring light like lava. The specific temperature has lost its meaning. The heat that has reached the conceptual level is condensed and can be easily cut off. Or melt everything in the world.

But this sword is also devouring his life force crazily.

His long windbreaker has been burned, and his shirt has been lost in the wind, revealing his muscular upper body. Sweat and rain flowed down the texture, and his skin was glowing with fire.

 An extremely contradictory state appeared in him. His life was on the verge of drying up, like a candle in the wind, but the candlelight was as bright as the sun.

 The life energy is boiling and surging!

He took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and threw it into the torrent of dark matter.

 The dark matter was suddenly evaporated, and the fire became a thousand times more ferocious.

 The entire holy mountain was enveloped in blazing fire.

 Burn, burn, burn again!

The holy mountain is filled with the roars and wailings of monsters!

 The last person to come was an old man who was very old. He was the weakest among the undead, an ancestor from the Chen Group, and the only one who had never fallen.

Longque chose to give him the greatest respect and put his right hand on his head. The sky-burning fire burst out instantly and burned him to ashes.

This scene is like a compassionate priest redeeming sinners.

 Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Finally, Long Que climbed to the top of the mountain against the heavy rain, but the frozen time and space blocked him in an instant. He was only ten steps away, but he seemed to be colliding with the world!

　　Boom!

 Huge roar sounded in the rain curtain.

 That is God's realm.

Among the huge steel lotuses, Long Ling seems to have completed her transformation. Her appearance has become noble and graceful, and an illusory eye pupil has appeared on her forehead, but the pupil is a heart-stopping blank, as if there should be something to embellish it. , but now there is nothing.

 The endless rainstorm was suspended in front of her, and billions of raindrops reflected her beautiful face. She seemed to be born between the sky and the earth, with illusory wings growing out of her back.

 Endless vitality surged out of her body.

 A graceful lotus blooms in this ocean-like world.

 A huge pale eye seemed to appear in the sky.

　　Reflecting her beautiful posture!

Obviously so slim and slender, yet majestic enough to cover the whole world!

 Everywhere she covers is inviolable!

 “Just give up, wouldn't it be nice for me to hug you?”

Her voice is so ethereal and graceful, like singing, but also like crying: "Let's embrace immortality and eternity together, and reach the ends of the world together, the green shade and flower fields..."

There was a huge roar, and Longque actually opened the way with Levadin's sword, slamming his body into the eternal realm, and the almost solidified time and space collided violently with him!

Just for a moment, endless flames exploded.

 Part of his body was also carbonized!

The dragon bird charged forward in the most violent and heroic way, detonating the terrifying high temperature that could not be emitted. Not only did it break through the god's realm, but it also hurt itself.

 He raised his head against the frozen time and space of the eternal realm.

 The woman suspended between heaven and earth was reflected in her pupils.

 It's so beautiful.

 It's a pity that he doesn't like it.

 He still likes her the way she was back then.

Many years ago, he and she made a wish to grow up together, to find green flower fields in the ends of the earth, to the most beautiful places in the world, and to witness the scenery that only existed in dreams. Unfortunately, all the visions they had had were lost in the torrent of the Holy Mountain. Neither brother nor sister could reach the promised land in their dreams, and their ship sank in the vast sea.

He has been having a recurring dream over the years.

There was also a pouring rain in the dream. He stabbed her heart with a knife. When he pulled out the knife, it seemed that a part of him was also taken out and buried forever in the muddy world.

His sister's murmur followed him and faded away.

The world couldn't be better anymore.

 It was not just Long Ling who was killed.

There is also the young man who always followed through on his words.

 Countless dreams.

 Countless times of pain.

 Endless torture.

In fact, he does not regret the choice he made back then. He cannot let his happiness be based on the pain of others and let that crazy woman destroy the world. In that case, the beautiful scenery they once expected will be destroyed, and there will be no The ends of the earth and the green fields of flowers.

 What's more, there's no joy in doing that.

 His sister is long gone.

 He just hates fate.

 Why should we leave this ending to him?

 Later he went to many places and met many people.

 Going through a lot of joys and sorrows.

 Become indifferent and alienated from everything in this world.

 He is used to staying away from everything.

 Let yourself live in a corner where no one cares about you.

 Even though he was once as bright as the sun.

 In the end, there is no way to escape the fate of being extinguished.

  But before that.

 Things that were not completed eight years ago.

 He will finish it today.

boom!

The flames exploded and time and space were turbulent.

 Longque opened the way with the edge of his sword and took the second step.

The flames ignited by the sword's edge exploded inch by inch, bombarding the realm in the darkness!

third step.

 The realm of eternity is cracked like a mirror.

the fourth step.

 The heavy rain that filled the sky trembled, reflecting the light of the burning sky.

the fifth step.

The lotus floating between the sky and the earth trembled, and the dragon feather like a **** looked down at her brother, while the time and space in front of her collapsed inch by inch.

Longque climbed to the top of the holy mountain step by step, the sword of Levadin burned with the fire of the world, his body had been turned into charcoal, only the hard-as-iron face was intact, the endless heavy rain fell, and in an instant Steamed to dryness, his eyes were as cold as knives in the steaming water vapor.

"give up."

 “This kind of death is so lonely.”

 “Wouldn't it be nice to be with me?”

 “In this world, you and I should be the only ones dependent on each other.”

 It felt like I was back when I was a kid.

In that warm and peaceful family, the girl was lying on the sofa drawing a picture. In the picture, there was the end of the sky and the sea, the sun shrouded the mountain cliffs, and there were green shades everywhere.

 The young man looked at the painting with fascination.

Like a non-existent ghost, Long Que quietly watched the laughter and play of the siblings. He didn't know how long it had passed before darkness flooded him like a tide, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Originally, he had used drugs to force his way back to the peak state. Coupled with the terrifying consumption of the Sword of Levadin, he not only had to stop the torrent from flowing out of the Holy Mountain, but also killed the difficult immortals and resurrected White Walkers. , the most important thing is that he has to face the gods.

 Huge consumption has brought his life to the verge of exhaustion.

 So this is how my sister felt back then?

 Cold, deep.

It's so lonely.

 However, I don't know if it's an illusion.

 In the endless torrential rain, he seemed to hear a voice.

That voice is so small.

 Stubbornly echoing in the wind and rain.

 Longque turned back in confusion and was stunned.

In the raging flood that broke the embankment, there was another man swimming upstream. The wind blew his white hair, and he was waving a wooden sword wrapped with thunder, cutting through thorns and thorns!

 That's a human being...a deer.

The young man jumped out of the helicopter, walked through the torrent of destruction, and walked to the top of the mountain against the wind and rain, as if he was coming to pay a funeral or to say goodbye.

  The Secret Blood did not play its intended role.

 In the end, Lu Fuji still thought of him.

It was as if in the last journey of his life, a small fire warmed him, igniting a light in the cold winter, allowing him to see his former self.

 What little love remains for the world is back.

 The spirit that was once abandoned is revived by the wind.

 The gradually disintegrated consciousness regrouped.

“In that case, I can't let you down.”

 Longque turned around and murmured softly.

 He closed his eyes and tightened his hands on the Sword of Levadin.

 When you open your eyes again.

 The depths of his pupils lit up with a sun-like glow!

The soft voice sounds like the heaven and earth are falling apart!

 “I am the King of kings.”

 “His achievements are unparalleled, and it is expected that none of the powerful gods can match them.”

At this moment, the scorching sun burned wantonly, the realm of the gods was suddenly trampled to pieces, and while the red dragon roared, the red tyrant who once aspired to be the sacred descended on the tenth kingdom!

 (End of this chapter)

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