I Shall Seal the Heavens Chapter 472: The soul of Bridge of Immortal Treading! (Fourth)

But even so, Meng Hao's body is still an ice sculpture. The motionless Meng Hao can only keep consciousness immortal in the ice layer, but the vortex in his right arm is a fierce madness. stand up.

Meng Hao can feel that the power of soil properties in his right arm vortex is rising rapidly to absorb this endless force, which can even be said to be almost extinct in the cold earth.

Although Zhixiang is Immortal God possess the body and Fleshly Body, at this moment, her fragility seems to be no different from Meng Hao, and Sword Qi also bypassed it, but after she landed, she became an ice sculpture, but only the time to persist It is much longer than Meng Hao.

"... a hundred." On the top of the mountain, the boy beside the old man smiled to open mouth.

Almost at the moment when his voice came out, it was also the time of 100,000 clone of Han Shan, all bridge slaves and all killed around!

But at the moment of the death of these bridge slaves, suddenly, in these four weeks, in the icy atmosphere, a figure appeared suddenly. Those figures were the bridge slaves who were previously Han Shan killed, they ... appeared, Nothing was damaged, no one died.

Even in Meng Hao in the ice sculpture, I saw a familiar girl among these bridge slaves.

"You, do you understand?" The old man stood on the top of the mountain, faintly to open mouth.

Han Shan is silent, picks up the jug in bitterness, and takes a long drink.

"In my world, believe in me, but immortality is not good here? Eternal life, immortal form, and the only thing that needs to be done is to repair me." This time for to open mouth, Not the old man. It's the boy around the old man.

"Believe on me and live forever!"

"Believe in me. Can't die!"

"Believe in me and be with Heaven and Earth!"

"Believe in me, enlightenment my way, my way is your way ..." The voice keeps coming out, this time not the boy to open mouth, but the bridge slaves around them, each of them is double Lips move slightly. It seems that at this moment, all the bridge slaves in it are one person.

"I am an Bridge of Immortal Treading spirit, you came here three thousand years ago, worship me, promise me, you want eternal life. You want endless vitality, you have to sing a sword with this practicing.

At that time, you still have ten years of life. I promised you, let you believe in me ... but you ... return! "The last three words are so loud. It seems that with infinite anger, from the mouth of the old man, from the mouth of the boy, from the mouth of millions of bridge slaves around, madness comes out.

"You obviously agree. But you regret it all because of the woman around you at the time. Her hard pleadings made you shake, her persuasion made you embarrassed, and what she did made you give up your promise!

But I didn't expect that in order to stop you from deciding to worship me, she actually shouted in front of you and became my slave ...

Will you wake up ... "

The voice is soaring, rumbled reverberates, Han Shan looks pale, and spit out blood. This blood was not spitting out because he was injured. This is his heart. He was stung severely. His memory was torn apart instantly In my mind, the pleading pleadings of the wife around me and the persuasion pulling my clothes appeared.

But he was obsessed with the general, to get eternity, until she saw looks at with her eyes ... walked in front of himself, at that moment, he was suddenly sober.

"Three thousand years, I have thought about it for a long time ..." Han Shan sighed, raised his head, and a look of determination and firmness appeared in his eyes. He lifted his feet and walked forward.

While he was walking, the bridge slaves around them shouted violently, rushing again, but at the moment they rushed, Han Shan breathes deeply, his right hand was raised, and the green sword was buzzing. , Instantly less than ten thousand.

A sword swept away, and the frost and frost of the place was set off. Suddenly, millions of bridge slaves were instantly frozen.

This sword has passed. The hair of Han Shan has more white hair. He looks older. This sword is a song of his own sword. This song cannot be heard by outsiders. You can taste, but you can listen.

Because this song is only sung once in a lifetime, only one song at a time, one song is a lifetime, this is not a burning vitality, this is the integration of all and all of life into the song, becoming a solo of life!

"My choice in the past had a lot of clues, a lot of irrationality, such as enchantment ..." Han Shan walked forward, and once again a sword, behind lost 10,000 clone, all the bridge slaves around, all Become an ice sculpture, and himself, has become white hair.

At the same time, the momentum of Han Shan, at this instant, also rises. In the solo of that life, his cultivation base, his life, everything that he has, all erupted at this moment.

Meng Hao does not know the cultivation base Realm of Han Shan, but at this moment, in the eyes of Meng Hao, the strength of Han Shan seems to have reached an incredible level.

Life is a lifetime.

Life is the ten swords of a lifetime!

"Later, I want to understand, because of your invisible call ..." Han Shan whispered to open mouth. As he approached the mountain peak, he cut off the third sword. This sword roared, and all the frost could not stop it, and it blasted directly on the mountain peak. This makes the mountain reacted, which makes the old man and the boy look very different.

With Han Shan, his hair began to fall off, and his body began to age. The entire person is no longer middle-aged, but has become an old man. The loose skin looks wrinkled, and his majesty is no longer, only both eyes, only his Will, is more and more determined, with attachment, with no regrets ... even if he is dying, he will save his wife!

"I regret coming here with Xue'er ... I was originally here to get eternal life with her ..." Han Shan whispered to open mouth, the fourth sword comes out, and the mountain peak rumbled, the name on it is constantly The dim, hilltop palace, and even reacted, appeared Rift.

"Han Shan, what are you doing!" The old man's expression showed anger and even more embarrassment. The boy beside him also showed the meaning of savage and stared at Han Shan.

Meng Hao is silent. In this ice sculpture, his right arm is absorbing the cold soil around madness. A blast of cultivation base is slowly rising in his body. Meng Hao looks at Han Shan, on the other side, Meng Hao seems to see a kind of Let this Heaven and Earth rumbled be attached.

This attachment is like faith.

"What is my attachment?" Meng Hao was even more silent.

"I will never forget the memory of that day ..." The fifth sword of Han Shan seemed to open Heaven and Earth, fell to the top of the mountain, rumbled reached the peak, there was no collapse statue, but it directly killed the boy .

The boy became unbelievable, his body became cold, and before losing his consciousness, he heard the last sentence, a voice that calmed him even if he was dying.

"And I'm also thinking about why you should guide me to come here. When I have a sword song, my surroundings will begin to snow, my world will become frozen, all where my sword is, everything When it was ice, I understood, I remembered some memories ...

Me, it's Frost Soil Demon Emperor! At Han Shan to open mouth, the sixth sword whistled past and cut off the boy ’s head. rumbled took the palace on the top of the mountain, causing the mountain top to shatter, and he was also at this moment, infinite aging, Death Qi diffused, The whole person has withered.

"To be precise, I am his clone. I have avoided countless years before Jizu's pursuit and lived in Hong Chen for a lifetime. I did n’t realize it until this life." The seventh sword of Han Shan , Booming away, Shanjian directly smashed to death, all collapsed into nothingness, and the old man was also shaking his body, showing the meaning of fear in his eyes.

It is also at this time, with the demise of the mountain peak, two demon spirit butterflies actually appeared on the mountain from this time, seemingly born from the collapse of the mountain, and flew around quickly, heading for the distance.

No one cares about these two demon spirit butterflies, Han Shan will not, the old man will not, Meng Hao will not, and the only Zhixiang that cares is frozen at this moment, and only the looks at demon spirit butterfly who is open can go away.

"I don't want to know your purpose, I just want to return to my wife." The eighth sword, falling down, cut off the mountain, and cut it on the old man.

The old man seemed to be under this sword without any struggle and resistance. Seeing the sword fall, there was a sudden blur in front of him. A woman stood in front of him and raised his bow, looks at sword, looks at Han Shan.

Han Shan stepped suddenly, the sword stopped, the world in my eyes, everything disappeared, only the woman existed.

A woman is not beautiful, but she is very gentle, looking at Han Shan.

"I can't go with you, nor can I go. I'm a bridge slave. From that moment on, the eternal bridge slave ..." The woman whispered to open mouth, with a touch of confusion in her expression.

"When will immortal bridge return?"

The woman murmured, her voice echoed, the old man of her behind disappeared, and before she disappeared, she looked calm and looked at Han Shan.

"As an immortal bridge soul, it can be used by all bridge slaves. As long as I give up this memory, then when I die, your wife will be a new generation of bridge soul.

You and I have no enmity. Everything is your mission. Repair Bridge of Immortal Treading. Originally, you should be the bridge soul of this generation. This is why the monster Emperor concealed you, but now it is you. Wife.

My mission is over, but it's not perfect. My mission is to get you back, complete the demon lord, and finally kill me before death. Find you and make you a bridge soul. "The old man calmed down to open mouth. Between words, the figure gradually dissipated.

At the moment he disappeared, the woman's eyes were blank, and disappeared suddenly, revealing a moment of sobriety. She saw her husband and remembered the previous memories, but she understood that this might be herself, After choosing to become a bridge slave, for the first time in such an eternal life, sober.

In bitter smile, the woman looks at Han Shan.

"Kill me and set me free ..."

Women's words spread all around. After listening to Meng Hao, the scene of looks at, heart sighed.

Awake, just for a moment. Only at the moment when the bridge slave becomes the bridge soul, the bridge slave will have this life. The only time to wake up and wake up afterwards, despite being conscious, despite having memory, is no longer Yourself.

It became the soul of Bridge of Immortal Treading.

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