Chapter 149 Break

"Bang!" The old man guarding the mountain unexpectedly interrupted Long Jingdao's fighting spirit, with a smile on his face and his eyes full of determination.

Long Jingdao knew what the old man guarded the mountain was going to do, and he also knew what the consequences would be. Should he give up Long Xiaoqi and stop the old man guarding the mountain? Unfortunately, he can't do it yet!

Suddenly, the old man guarded the mountain seemed to have changed his personality. The strong green atmosphere emanated from his body, and the old man guarded the mountain was no longer an old man with more than 100 years old and the loess could not reach his neck. Just like a second youth, his whole temperament was very different from before.

"Old captain!" Long Jingdao shouted hysterically, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. The old man guarding the mountain, a legendary figure, has made countless contributions to the Long family, but he has never asked the Long family to repay anything for this. Later, he retired. In fact, he just wanted to leave a place for the young generation of the Long family, but he still secretly protected the Long family and guarded every inch of the land of the Long family. Now, for the future of the Long family and the hope of the Long family, he didn't even frown, so he resolutely chose to die.

The old man guarding the mountain can be said to be the oldest and most senior of the Long family, but for this loyalty, in order to repay the Long family's decades of upbringing, he returned this life to the Long family.

The old man guarding the mountain abruptly pressed his palm on Long Xiaoqi's head, and the continuous green gas rolled into Long Xiaoqi's body. In contrast, the fighting spirit of the outside world seems to have been cut off by something, crowded and trampled on each other, as if they were looking for something, but finally returned disappointed. Because the passage that the war spirit entered Long Xiaoqi's body has been firmly blocked by the old man guarding the mountain. Unless the old man guarding the mountain dies, the outside world's war spirit will touch Long Xiaoqi at all. And the fighting spirit in the body of the old man guarding the mountain is also systematically rushing into Long Xiaoqi's body. The terrible old man guarding the mountain actually used a trick on Long Xiaoqi under the eyes of nature for Long Xiaoqi's breakthrough.

"Kid, speed up! That's all I can do! As for whether you can make a successful breakthrough during this period, it only depends on your own creation. The old man guarding the mountain had no expression on his face. After saying that, he closed his eyes, as if he were tired of the world.

Long Jingdao watched all this beside the two people. Now it can be said that he can't help anything. It was by lighting the source of the war spirit in his body that the old man who guarded the mountain gained a short-term powerful power and used this power exchanged for life to help Long Xiaoqi break through the realm of war spirit. It sounds useful, but if Long Xiaoqi can really break through the realm of war spirit, he will be the third person who can successfully break through under the interference of demons since ancient times. This howl alone will make everyone envious and frightened!

Time is passing by drop by, and the old man guarding the mountain is no longer as energetic as before. The wrinkles on his forehead are increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is the passage of life and a sign of the end of life.

"I have tried my best, and the rest is up to you. Good luck! Child!" Although the old man guarding the mountain has reached the level of the fifth intermediate level of green spirit through the forced breakthrough and burning his own war spirit just now, he still can't escape the hands of death. As soon as the word fell, the old man guarding the mountain slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, the green air on his body was slowly dissipating, integrating into the air and turning into dots in the universe.

"Old captain!" At this time, Long Jingdao was already sobbing, but he did not come forward to hold the body of the old man guarding the mountain. Because he knew that he had to complete the unfinished task of the old man guarding the mountain, and he had to complete the task that the old man had paid for his life.

In the blood-red world, there is nothing but fallen fragments. Long Xiaoqi looked around at everything here. There was nothing left. There was really nothing left. Not to mention the realm of war, he couldn't even feel any sense of war.

"Did you really fail? Although I didn't die, I'm afraid the result is almost the same. The faint voice echoed in the world, like the wind, floating around and finally dissipating in the air.

Suddenly, a sudden war spirit poured into the world, which was completely different from the war spirit of not long ago. Losing the wildness just now, lacking the roughness of not long ago, more gentleness, like a breeze in the hot summer, will only make people feel extremely comfortable.

"This..." Long Xiaoqi didn't expect this to happen. Looking at this, this war spirit is like a friend or an enemy, and there is no intention to resist Long Xiaoqi.

"Forget it! Refined these war spirits! The fighting spirit of the outside world is really unbearable. Thinking of this, Long Xiaoqi has taken action. Under Long Xiaoqi's idea, the green war spirit decomposed and then recombined, blending with those war spirit not long ago.

The continuous green air flowed into Long Xiaoqi's body, and Long Xiaoqi was also quietly decomposing and absorbing this powerful fighting spirit. Although it was still a little violent, it was much better than the first time.

The mysterious power has subsided, and the originally restless fighting spirit has also been tamed. It seems that Long Xiaoqi has no worries and can finally break through the realm of war spirit steadily and steadily.

But the good times did not last long. Long Xiaoqi had not fully take all these fighting spirits for herself. I don't know why these fighting spirits suddenly became restless again, as if they had returned to the state just now.

"What's going on?" Long Xiaoqi felt very confused. Why did the good fighting spirit just now suddenly become irritable again? Is it man-made?

However, the war spirit did not stop because of Long Xiaoqi's thinking, and it didn't even mean to slow down. It still destroyed everything in Long Xiaoqi's body with violence as it was at the beginning.

The pain swept Long Xiaoqi's nerves again, and his originally dilapidated veins and nerves could no longer withstand such a serious blow.

"Hear back! Hold back!" Long Xiaoqi almost used all her strength to roar at herself. Now that he has arrived, all he can do is to ensure that he will not faint and overcome this difficult situation with perseverance.

The rough fighting spirit is like a fierce bandit, sweeping every part of Long Xiaoqi's body, and Long Xiaoqi's weak body is also swallowed up by the fighting spirit of this pneumatic mountains and rivers, and the world is broken, just like when a house collapsed. Dust is flying, and weeds are falling in troubled times. There will be nothing left in this world, leaving only invisible and untouchable gas.

Long Jingdao is still helping Long Xiaoqi and wants to rely on his own strength to help Long Xiaoqi break through. However, his cultivation is still a little worse. In order to compete with the sky, he is still on the way forward.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spewed out along Longjingdao's mouth and crossed the arc, which looked particularly beautiful under the golden sunlight. At the same time, the green spirit on Long Jingdao's body gradually faded. He knew that all the fighting spirit in his body had been squandered by himself. If he wanted to continue, I'm afraid he had to repeat the same path as the old man guarding the mountain.

What should I do? Is it going on? Or give up? Long Jingdao fell into a difficult choice. Long Xiaoqi is his grandson and the hope of the Long family, but he is the current patriarch of the Long family. If the Long family does not have himself, he will be trampled by the other seven families immediately.

Long Jingdao was still thinking about his life, but Long Xiaoqi next to him had fallen uncontrollably. Her eyes were closed and her lips turned white, as if she had been poisoned.

"Xiaoqi! Xiaoqi! Wake up!" Long Jingdao shook Long Xiaoqi hard, but no matter what, Long Xiaoqi still closed her eyes and bit her lips with her teeth.

"Oh..." With a heavy lament, Long Jingdao walked to the side of the old man guarding the mountain, carried him on his back and walked out of the forest.