Chapter 67: The Journey of the Heart

The fallen hell beast was kicked away, and the black orc Garuru was immediately shrouded in black light. The black orc Garuru kept growing in the black light. This time, it turned into a steel sea dragon beast of the ultimate body. Then he entangled him tightly before the fallen hell beast landed and squeezed it desperately with his body.

The only thought in the heart of the fallen hell beast at this moment is: "This steel sea dragon beast is much more powerful than the previous one." He could almost hear the "kaba,kaka" that had begun to sound on his body. He had no doubt that the steel sea dragon beast could hang himself alive in a while.

Makino Ruji looked at the tragic situation of the fallen hell beast and clicked on the digital tyrannosaurus machine: "The overlord in the ocean, the steel sea dragon beast, the whole back evolved from the super sea dragon beast is the ultimate body of super digital alloy, virus species, modified digital baby, the unique skill is the high-pressure water column ejected from the end of the nose: extreme wave cannon." Then he seemed to see something shouting to the fallen hell beast: "The fallen hell beast, the abdomen, the weakness of the steel sea dragon beast is in the abdomen.

The fallen hell beast, who was trapped to death, laughed miserably. He had known this for a long time, but he did not have a chance to attack. However, in spite of this, the fallen hell beast desperately stretched out its hand to the shotgun on its legs, took it out, and reluctantly aimed at the body of the steel sea dragon beast, whether it was the back or the abdomen, and pulled the trigger for a burst of random shots, which made the steel sea dragon beast release the body that was enough to crush the boulder.

As soon as the fallen hell beast escaped, its legs and mana jumped up, out of the range of the steel sea dragon beast's body. At the same time, countless scattered children swept towards the steel sea dragon beast under the body like a storm. Although they knew that it was unlikely to cause any damage to this strange steel sea dragon beast, they still had to try their best. A fight.

The steel sea dragon beast saw that the fallen hell beast escaped so easily. He couldn't help but be stunned. His body shrank in the black light again, but this time the black light seemed to be thinking about what it had become. Suddenly, the black light began to elongate, and two pairs of wings were poked out behind it. At first glance, I thought it was the fallen sky in European mythology. It's freshly baked.

When the black light gradually dissipated, the fallen hell beast was so surprised that it could hardly speak. The fallen hell beast burst and looked at the "self" opposite. The fallen hell beast screamed, and his legs stepped back. The strength of the bursting form is more than three or four times that before the bursting form. If you really fight, you can choose one against five. How can you fight? While retreating, the fallen hell beast did not forget to take out a gun and sweep towards himself in the bursting form, but the fallen hell beast on the opposite side just sneered, and his wings were put away to block all the fierce bullets.

The fallen hell beast has been looking at it all the time. He is an authentic fallen hell beast and doesn't know that his wings can still be used like this. He took this opportunity to roar, "Who the hell are you?"

The fallen hell beast opposite smiled gutterly: "Kid, we have met before, have you forgotten?"

The fallen hell beast was stunned and couldn't remember where he had seen such a strange digital baby.

"Well, you won't know who I am." The fallen hell beast opposite smiled and said, "Some people like to call me demons, some people call me absorbers, and some people regard me as a tool that can be driven to make profits for them at will, and for you, you should call me the ancestor."

The fallen hell beast was stunned and suddenly screamed, "You are that computer virus."

"Exact" The fallen hell beast opposite smiled ferociously: "I didn't have any consciousness. As a result, I was driven by a descendant and was defeated by you. Later, I don't know how long it took. There was a doll. It was not that their self-proclaimed human race was swallowed up by me to have my own consciousness. As a result, I just had my own consciousness. The immortal rule of consciousness sealed me here. Haha, fortunately, I found a little doll representing light, otherwise I didn't know that I would close it here for hundreds of millions of years?

"You are my differentiation. I really didn't want to kill you, but you killed the digital baby I created with my own hands, so you deserve to die." The fallen hell beast on the opposite side smiled gutterly. The Yang electronic cannon with his right arm was bombarded at him. Almost in an instant, the body of the fallen hell beast was destroyed, leaving only a few traces of data floating in the air.

"No." Several exclamation were made at the same time, but it was Dilu Beast, Makino Ruji, and the Eight Gods Jiaer.

The bursting form of the fallen hell beast was attracted by the exclamation of the three of them. He turned his head and his eyes were quickly fixed on the eight gods Jiaer, showing a smile.

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"Wow, wow..." The baby's cry sounded in a building. The fallen hell beast, no, maybe it should be called Ling Yanyun at this moment. He stared at the man sitting on the bench, his body was tight, as if he would bounce up with a little movement. At this moment, he did bounce up from the bench and punched. He clenched and looked at a gate not far away.

"Is I dead?" Ling Yanyun looked at his hands in a daze. These hands were human hands. He looked down at his jacket and jeans, which were his clothes on the night of the car accident. He was more than 1.6 meters tall and what he looked like when he died.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the nurse pushed out a special bed. The sick ** lay a pale woman and held a wrinkled child in her arms. Ling Yanyun concluded from the small tubular organ in the child's lower body that it was a boy.

The scenery suddenly changed, and Ling Yanyun appeared in a ward. The young woman holding the child snuggled up to the man with a happy face and said coquettishly in soft Suzhou dialect, "Husband, what do you think our child's name?"

"My surname is Ling. If people want to achieve great achievements, they must have great ambitions. It is said that the device is above the smoke cloud. His name is Ling Yanyun." The man stroked the young woman's head and said seriously.

Ling Yanyun's head was stunned, and there was a roar in his head, as if someone had stuffed a grenade into his head, but it just echoed repeatedly: "He's called Ling Yanyun..."

"He is called Ling Yanyun..."

"He is called Ling Yanyun..."

Ling Yanyun subconsciously reached out to touch the baby, but his hand seemed to have turned into a virtual shadow, passing through the baby's body without hindrance, but the baby seemed to have no sense.

Ling Yanyun smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'm dead."

"They are my parents." I haven't seen them for almost three thousand years, and I almost forget what they look like. Although I know it's illusory, Ling Yanyun still leaned against his parents with his eyes closed, enjoying the heat and familiar smell from them.

The scene changed again, and I saw myself when I was young. Well, how old were I at that time? Four years old? Five years old? Holding a lollipop in his hand, he looked at a woman in a daze: "Mom, where are you going?"

When Ling Yanyun saw this scene, he suddenly had a heart-wrave pain in his chest, and his eyes were black in front of him. He almost fainted, but his mind was extremely clear. He couldn't stop looking at everything in front of him, looking at the kind woman who left the home forever with a poor excuse and left himself. Self.

The scene changed. A twelve or three-year-old himself was beaten and abused by several students who were obviously older than his own: "Wild bastard, you are a fucking wild bastard."

He was pressed to the ground and struggled, and he roared unwillingly, "I'm not a wild seed."

Several college students laughed: "You don't even have a mother. What is it? Huh? Hahaha..." After saying that, another person spit on himself and walked away with a smile.

His eyes lying on the ground had been stimulated by blood red. He picked up a stone and rushed to a college student closest to him. The warrior's head hit the back of his head fiercely, and the blood splashed everywhere, knocking him to the ground.

"It turns out that I was so violent when I was a child." Ling Yanyun looked at himself in a daze not far away, looked at the college students who were reacted and knocked themselves to the ground again in the distance, and muttered.

Looking at the teenager who was knocked to the ground with an unyielding light in his eyes, Ling Yanyun suddenly lost interest in everything around him. What about the ancestor? What about being powerful? What really determines everything is the courage to fight. If you lose your courage, you can only be tied up even if you have invincible power.

The environment changed again, but I saw that Dilu Beast left the Eight Gods Jiaer in the most difficult years. He fought desperately against the pursuit of countless Digimon in the vast Digimon world and the experience of the Black Magic Wheel. The extremely difficult battle and the scars made Ling Yanyun's heart in an instant. Tightly, that's the Dilu Beast. The only person who is kind to him and makes him feel warm.

Dilu Beast, if I can't smooth out the pain you have experienced, let me protect you in the future.

Computer virus, if you want to hurt the Dilu Beast, even if you are the ancestor, I will let you die without a burial place.

Thinking of this, the data floating in the air suddenly began to absorb the surrounding data, slowly, slowly, condensed into the body of the fallen hell beast, which surprised the computer virus that was fighting several armored digital babies with no power.

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