225 Heart will not die

Xia Gulin smelted the eyes of thousands of divine soldiers and burned through the enemy's array, and the three armies exclaimed. I only heard a dragon's roar, like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, and the wind stung. The vegetation beside the demon army roared, and the rocks shook, but I didn't know that it was Xia Gulin who passed through the wind, like a blade. In an instant, he had crossed thousands of thousands offu arrays and attacked the mountain!

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!"

"Ah--!"

The clear shadow passed, an inch of soil turned into ice, and the sound of gold and iron piercing into flesh and blood loudly answered Xia Gulin's murderous intention. For a moment, the blood of the demon pawn was like a river, and the corpse accumulated into a mountain. Daihua Mountain, from ancient times to the present, many heroes and knights have been fighting here. The blood is like satin rushing through the pale fingers, and the flowers are stained all over the mountain, opening and closing like martyrdom.

And today, he is proud of the heroes, reigning in the world, climbing the mountain of death with bloody hands, and not at the cost of losing all the way to save the defeat. The black petals fell with the white snowflakes, playing the mourning song of hatred.

Listening to the wind ten miles away, I heard the chill on the blade of Xia Gulin's sword. He finally understood why Xia Gulin did not come with a sword. He had cultivated into a sword. He had surpassed the west wind and became the first sword in the world. He had a premonition that his thirteenth death was finally coming.

The broken musicians set up a pergola, and finally found the sword-like figure from the twilight, snow, cold blood, and fishy flowers.

Xia Gulin appeared, faster than he expected.

A black petal sent Xia Gulin's godless eyes to the front of the broken music. He smiled and said, "Xia Gulin, the prince of Zhushui? I am deeply sorry that I didn't get a chance to fight with you five years ago. I'm lucky to meet you today.

Xia Gulin was speechless. A string of black footprints were stepped out of the snow behind him.

"It seems that you have completely fallen into the madness of losing your beloved, and you are killing." Po Zhenle glanced at the bamboo house behind him, "In addition to me, will you kill her?"

Xia Gulin was speechless. The cold wind raised from the soles of his feet, and above the sky, there seemed to be a distant wind bell, like a grain of crystal, playing the mirror lake.

"I don't know, is your skills as delicious as your woman?"

"Bum!"

Xia Gulin raised several feet of snow waves with one palm, drowning the body of the broken array music, but his palm in the air was picked up by the ghost stick of the broken array music. The snow grains flowed down from the broken silver armor. Po Zhenle shook his head and said, "Finally, I was angered by this sentence. Anyway, since you came to kill me, you have to satisfy my desire to become an undead monster.

The broken array followed Xia Gulin's eyes along the ghost wolf's tooth stick between the two: "Don't you want to give me the most gorgeous thirteenth death? It's hard to do. I am the most talented person in the history of the undead clan. Do you want to kill me again before I change after killing me? Tut, it's a pity. If this plan is feasible, my immortals will be extinct long ago. Of course, if you don't give up, you can still try. It's better to show all your strength and don't let me down.

After breaking the array, the wolf's tooth stick actually took off his hand and left it to Xia Gulin. He jumped up, but stretched out twelve dragon-like strange beasts behind him, covering the sky and the moon, swallowing smoke and spitting fog. Xia Gulin stretched out his arm and shook off a dragon that had hit his ear. He finally understood why Po Zhenle said that he was the strongest in the history of the undead. After twelve deaths, he was reborn every time, but he didn't really die every time. His body is only the current one, but he retains the remnant body in a special way and refines it into the current dragon appearance.

So, Xia Gulin is equivalent to fighting with the broken array in any time and space at the same time.

Xia Gulin avoided several dragon attacks, turned over and jumped. With a little in the air, the shadow of the sword flashed under his feet, and then bounced Xia Gulin close to the broken array. With a soft smile, the six dragons instantly withdrew and formed a huge net in front of him to block Xia Gulin. He would like to see how Xia Gulin can defeat six of himself at the same time and attack the body closely?

The broken array of music is proud of itself. After the dragon array, there seems to be clusters of water reflecting the light of the moon, which makes people's hearts beautiful, and the murderous intention suddenly disappear. When he lost his mind again, a virtual shadow had hit the tip of the nose of the broken music!

How come!

Breaking the array doesn't know that Xia Gulin has got the heart of a cluster of water sword, and there is naturally a cluster of water in his body. The water is soft and strong, and it is pervasive. No matter how strong the dragon is, it can't leak water. The broken array of music hurriedly withdrew the dragon, and the dragon circled around the bamboo branch, and pulled him away. The broken array of music rushed to counterattack at this time, and the purple flames attacked Xia Gu like a tsunami.

Even if it is a water sword, it can't reflect the fire attack. When Xia Gu saw the purple flame burning in the sky, he was still unmoved. He grabbed the cloak in his hand and unfolded like wings, and the purple flame rushed to it. It was like a long whale absorbing water, and the sleeves of his robe were collected by Xia Gulin!

How is this possible! Xia Gulin almost regarded the tricks of breaking the array as nothing. I don't believe it. It took me to get so much power after twelve deaths. Xia Gulin has less success power all over his body, and he has no blade. How can he be his opponent!

So what if there is a cluster of water spirits to help! The cluster of water swords is fragile and powerful. It's just a vulnerable fool!

The broken array shouted loudly, and the twelve dragons were in full bloom, like a reinless horse stepping on the thin spring ice lake. The crystal beads of water floated along the murderous air like tears, wetting Xia Gulin's eyelashes. He just couldn't take his eyes off, waiting for the twelve dragons to tightly tie his hands, feet and necks.

It worked! Xia Gulin was really unable to escape!

The broken array of music stared at his prey. The dragon bit Xia Gulin's hands and feet to death. The blood had been soaked in the dragon's sharp teeth. In the low voice of the dragon, there was a chill.

Xia Gulin's eyes... That's not the eyes of the prey, but the eyes of the hunter! At this time, who broke into whose nest and who was bound by whom?

No, we must solve him before Xia Gulin breaks free! The broken mace turned in his hand and carried it on his shoulder. He shouted loudly, "Xia Gulin, die!"

The sharp thorn on the mace was lit up by the burst of cheers, and the iron sheet was opened from the top of the mace, revealing a dark hole from it. There is a hidden fire in the wolf's tooth stick, and what is filled with the lava of the underworld. With soil and water, Xia Gu will cry when his life comes!

"Bum--!"

A burst of music is in the middle of the middle of the summer. In the black smoke, there seemed to be something burning, and the ashes dragged and fell to the ground.

The broken music took back the dragons one after another. Well, Xia Gulin is indeed the courage of a man, the end of a strong crossbow. First of all, he lost his cultivation, and then lost his divine soldiers. How can a person who has no intention and soul win?

Break the array and walk to the front of the bamboo house. The snow behind him was messy, and his bloody body was gradually covered with new snow. The broken music arched his hand and said, "Miss, the traitor has been eliminated. Please go back to the demon world immediately."

"Is he... really dead?" Hua Shen said calmly, "Don't forget, under the Qiyun Mountain Cloud Bridge, when Xia Gulin fought with Zhi Feiyuan, Zhi Feiyuan knocked Xia Gulin down the cliff. It was expected that he was dead and took it lightly. Unexpectedly, Xia Gulin just cheated to death, and then jumped up and killed Zhi Feiyuan. You... don't be fooled by him."

"The body has been burned to ashes. What else do you have to worry about? I don't think the young lady will... I can't bear to let him die!"

In the silence, only the sound of falling snow responded to the broken questions. Only Hua sighed deeply and said, "Le Le, do you think that under the world, only you immortals know how to be reborn? In your heart, what is the real rebirth?

It's really a boring question.

The dead soul of the new dead sergeant stumbled between the continuous snowflakes. These people who don't know why they died, and all sentient beings in the same world are generally ants. How can they compare with such a noble race as immortality? In the vast way of heaven, they find the meaning of rebirth.

The broken music is the same as his father, brother and younger sister. Starting from the unwarranted charges, the behavior is simple and the mental skills are complicated. The future is mistaken again and again by the prophecy full of murder. The fate of the undead has escaped all the world for him. Because they are different from the world, the world is afraid of death, and they have the privilege of continuous rebirth. They can run to death again and again and again, and gain stronger power.

I'm proud of this. In his opinion, the heroes in the dust are just people who sell the first. No matter how heroic a person is, his death will end any success or failure in his life. Once you die, you will never have a chance to stand up and build a thousand achievements. Only the undead can transcend time and space, overlook life and death, and trample all sentient beings under their feet.

"Do you think Xia Gulin understands rebirth?" Po Zhenle pointed to the pile of ashes behind him and said, "How do the dead understand? Is it the past and reincarnation?

Hua shook her head deeply: "You're wrong, Lele. All six princes were reborn in the bath of fire. Xia Gulin's five people, three lanes of plum blossoms, were all reborn because of meeting Xia Gulin. This rebirth is not to become strong physically, but in the heart.

Do you want to die?

How can you jump up and fight with your old enemy for 300 rounds? Po Zhenle looked back at the ashes behind him again and sneered, "Miss, there is no need to say anything. Please follow the Lord's order, although you go back to the demon world."

"Lele, what are you looking at? You thought that Xia Gulin was dead, but you looked back at his body several times. Are you still afraid of him in your heart?

"I'm afraid of Xia Gulin? Joke!" He laughed and said, "I'm just cautious to ensure the safety of the young lady. Miss, please..."

"You are still so ignorant. I won't leave. I'll stay here and wait for Xia Gulin to kill me.

Please don't move the flowers deeply for several times, and you will not be happy in your heart. So what if she doesn't come out? At worst, she tied him up and went back to see the devil. The broken music approached the bamboo house. As soon as his hand reached to the door, there was a cold on his back.

Why... Do you suddenly feel like being stared at by Xia Gulin?

He is obviously dead. It's impossible. Where did this murderous spirit come from? Po Zhenle turned around, and Xia Gulin's corpse was still lying there quietly, covered by snowflakes for a long time. The heart of the broken array is a little slow. Is this feeling of panic just fear?

He is a undead man. Is he really afraid of a dead man?