Chapter 53 For the Future

The endless green light forms a huge petal, which belongs to the petals of the ancient lotus. Such a beautiful bloom is so beautiful but fascinating and frightening. Under this terrible impact, whether it is the cloud of death, the ghoul, the ghost dragons with strong immunity are like sound. He was also annihilated, and everything else was spared except the strong men of the original continent.

These beautiful and huge petals instantly cover everything within dozens of kilometers in front of Jingchen, and naturally wrap the dead lord. Under the extremely beautiful petal cutting, even the huge body of the dead lord is cut open. Even the dead lord can't stop these petals from attacking. At this moment, even his body was fixed.

Fear spread in the huge eyes of the Lord of Death. In the face of this blow beyond his imagination, there was little blow that could be launched even in ancient times. No matter how hard he tried, the Death Lord felt fear, even despair!

But fear and despair have stimulated this ancient existence comparable to the Creator. Tens of thousands of years later, his majesty has been provoked, and his life has been threatened. How can the great Lord of Death bear it? At this moment, he broke out, completely exploded, and crazy.

The endless magic power of death, the dark magic power of death, kept gushing out of the body of the dead lord, resisting the impact of those extremely beautiful petals. It was like the real power of death, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

At this moment, the fear in the eyes of the Lord of Death gradually dissipated, and his body was no longer immovable. For a strong man like him, although the attack of Bose Gulian was powerful, Jing Chen's strength was really far from him. The strength gap between the middle-level main god and the peak main god was no less than that of the primary god mansion and the peak intermediate god. The gap of the mansion, such a huge gap, is doomed that Jingchen will not be able to achieve the desired results in the protracted war.

"Jing Chen..." The mood to be conveyed by the voice of the Creator is very complicated, with bitterness, despair, and even a trace of determination.

"It's not over yet!" Jing Chen roared suddenly, and saw that the Posad Gulian, which had been slightly decadent, suddenly shook. A flashing golden blood was sprayed into the Posad Gulian by Jing Chen. The original green Poss Gulian flashed golden light at this moment. The golden light pushed out from the lotus heart of the ancient lotus, although this process progressed. It was extremely slow, but as the ancient lotus gradually turned golden, the nine petals that originally surrounded the lotus heart actually began a new round of shedding.

"If you want to evolve, it's a dream!" The dead lord, who had been free from the bondage of himself, naturally saw Jing Chen's idea. His two thick arms immediately waved. Between the waves of these arms, the endless magic power of death converged, and in a moment, a black spear was formed. The spear was more than ten meters long. For the Death Lord, it was His hand is like a chopstick, but for Jing Chen, it is enough to penetrate him.

Jing Chen's face in the distance changed. Because he spit out a lot of divine blood essence, Jing Chen was extremely weak at this moment. If the attack of the dead lord came, Jing Chen had no chance to resist at all. Although Jing Chen was not afraid of falling, he was already ready to fall, but without his control, Lian can't give a fatal blow to the dead lord at all, so he Jingchen can die, but he must not die in front of the dead lord, even if he dies together.

"Xiao Chen!"

"Jing Chen!"

At this moment, the strong people in the church behind Jing Chen moved. All the strong people in this battle have seen everything. Everyone knows that if Jing Chen is killed at this moment, the end of the whole continent will come. Jingchen is the last life-saving straw of the mainland.

At this moment, whether it was the new Holy Lord Maither or the other elders of the church, they did not communicate with each other, but a strange smile appeared on their faces. Although this smile was just a faint smile, it had the magic that shocked people's hearts.

The first one to take off was Meiser. After so many years of practice, Meiser, who has devout faith, is completely comparable to any strong man on the mainland. Even compared with the old Lord, he is not giving up. At the moment of taking off, a dazzling golden light broke out of Maiser's body. At this moment, Maiser It's like a bright sun, which is a manifestation of the divine power to the extreme, and it is also a manifestation of the burning of divine consciousness by the divine residence of the sacred system.

Mether naturally understands in his heart that if he does not burn his consciousness, his strength is not enough to weaken the attack of the spear full of death, then his death will be meaningless.

Maither who rose up is the first, but it will never be the last. Everyone in the field understands that even if Maither alone burns the divine consciousness, it is not enough to offset the death magic spear. One after another, the strong people of the church fly up. Although their strength is not as strong as Meyer, they But they burned everything without hesitation. At this moment, they had forgotten their life and death, had put down the interests of the church, and no longer thought about anything else. They only hoped to block the blow of the dark spear.

Seeing his familiar figures desperately pounce on the death power spear, Jing Chen closed his eyes with difficulty, but in just a breath, Jing Chen's eyes opened again, because he felt that his father Jingtian also burned his consciousness, and felt that Jingtian was desperate. Fly towards the dark spear.

"Xiao Chen, Dad believes you!" It was not until this moment that Jing Tian's voice sounded in Jing Chen's ear.

"Dad!"

Jing Chen shouted desperately. Unfortunately, the breath belonging to Jingtian has completely disappeared. Along with it, the breath of more than a dozen strong priests such as Meiser disappeared, and the spear full of the divine power of death finally completely collapsed into a little dust with the efforts of the strong people of the church.

At this moment, Jing Chen seemed to return to his childhood. At that time, Jing Chen went to his father's waist, followed his father to exercise outside the town every day, and pestered his father to tell the stories on the battlefield every day, but at this moment...

Although Jing Chen saw the smile on the faces of all the strong people who sacrificed the church, including his father Jing Tian, this smile was so heavy for Jing Chen that he could hardly breathe.

......

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

In the trial space, a floating island collapsed, and countless strong people in the church looked up at the sky, as if the sky of the church had also collapsed.

"Have they all fallen?" The Holy Light looked at the collapsed floating islands and muttered that as the weapon soul of the barrier of God, everything in the trial space was under his control, but after all, he was just an instrumental soul, leaving the barrier of God without any attack ability. Therefore, this time the Holy Light did not leave the Holy Church, but the scene in front of him made the Holy Light not have The turbulent heart is like a top-class earthquake.

"Alas..." With a long sigh, a golden light flashed, and the figure of the holy light has disappeared. With so many holy houses fallen, he still has a lot to do, such as appeasing his family.

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"Lord Holy Light, how can the breath of my great-grandfather..."

Although for most of the strong people in the Holy Church, they do not know what the collapse of the floating islands means, the descendants of those mansions know very well what it means. Once the floating island collapses, it also represents their relatives. Their dependence has completely fallen, and many descendants of each mansions are covered. The only representative of the collapse of the floating island is death.

"He sacrificed for all of us! The church will always remember his name!" Sheng Guang repeated these words again and again. In addition, he really didn't know what to say. He just hoped that the pan-continent disaster would pass soon and could only pray silently for the strong people of the mainland in his heart.

"Jing Chen!"

Looking at the only name that has not yet fallen among the strong people in the Holy Church, the light's eyes are shining with the light. This is a child who can always create miracles. This is a child who grows up under the attention of his holy light. The Holy Light believes and eagerly hopes that Jingchen can create miracles again and give it to the mainland. Bring vitality.

It is not only the holy light praying. In many places on the original continent, countless strong people are praying. Although the lives of ordinary people have not changed, these strong people know more or less that today is a crucial day for the whole continent. If it fails, all races on the continent are afraid There is no escape from the doom of destruction.

They look forward to it, and they pray that the balance of victory tilts towards all races on the original continent.

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"Quick! It's almost time! Hurry up!"

Jing Chen's whole body cracked a scar, and in the process of Jing Chen's urging the evolution of the ancient lotus, nearly a hundred god-level strongmen fell to help Jing Chen buy time. These strong people came from the House of the Brave and those who walked alone. Perhaps it was the fall of the strong men of the church that stimulated other divine mansions. Perhaps at this moment, they really put down everything. One by one, tall, rickety, burly, or obscene figures burned their divine consciousness one after another, turned into the most brilliant meteor in the world, and disappeared in the attack of the Death Lord.

The huge pressure, the terrible power and the consumption of divine blood made Jing Chen extremely weak and even on the verge of coma, but he still widened his eyes. Even his eyes had been cracked, and the blood covered Jing Chen's eyes. At this moment, everything in front of Jing Chen had turned blood red, but Jing Chen did not wipe it, nor did not at all. It's time to wipe.

"Great dedication, crazy and stupid race, do you think this can destroy me? Come on, let me see what else can stop me!" The Lord of Death shouted crazily. Although he was able to break free from the shackles of the Gulian at this moment, he could not completely get rid of the interference of the Gulian, the threat of death, and the harassment from the reptiles in his eyes, which made the Death Lord in an extremely crazy state.

He wants to kill, kill the protected human, he wants to kill, kill the human who hurts him, and even makes him feel the threat of death. He wants to kill, kill all human beings in the world, he wants to kill, only blood can calm his anger, he wants to kill...

Suddenly, Jing Chen entered an unspeakable state. His original excitement, anger, madness... suddenly calmed down at this moment. Scenes of past experiences passed through his mind, and the people who had helped him one by one. Those beautiful pictures kept passing through Jing Chen's mind. .

"I can't lose!"

Will, a will that will never give up, heart, the heart of an important person to protect himself, at this moment, completely broke out!

"Boom!"

Three pieces, completely turned into golden. There are only three petals left. These three petals are so crystal clear, and they are completely filled with golden light. They are more dazzling and warmer than the sun. The terrible pressure, endless divine power surges, and the body of the dead lord is once again fixed there and can't move at all. The sound can't be emitted.

"Go to hell!"

Jing Chen was pulled by a certain opportunity and suddenly roared. The bright golden lotus blooming in the sky fell with Jing Chen's voice, unexpectedly shooting out beautiful shadows. These beautiful shadows poured down to the dead lord, and the dead lord had no chance to dodge at all.

"Puff..."

A soft sound will make the figure of the Death Lord dim. With the passage of time, the figure of the Death Lord is getting lighter and lighter. First of all, his thick tail gradually turns into nothingness, followed by his limbs and torso. It seems that he feels his own destiny. The Lord of Death struggles hard, no He stopped struggling. Unfortunately, his struggle had no meaning at all. The light emitted by the horrible golden lotus actually made the Death Lord unable to move at all. These seemingly dazzling shadows were fatal to the Death Lord.