Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1944: Enchanted

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The mist has become thicker, Yang Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked slowly forward.

Nan Mingli Fire Sword condenses into a ball of light and shadow in his palm, radiating a sense of sword from time to time.

The wind howled and the mist surged.

He slashed down with a sword, trying to split the thick mist, but a huge gap appeared in the mist under the sword light, but it quickly closed.

The damp and heavy mist seemed to infect his body, and his every step became difficult, and every time he moved forward, he walked with a heavy load.

He killed everyone, including himself, and there seemed to be only hatred and killing intent in his eyes.

In the mist, Mu Lingyun suddenly appeared.

In the mist, it seemed that suddenly because of her appearance, there was a little more agility, more holy light and shadow.

Her long skirt swayed lightly in the wind, fluffy like snow, and her skin became more white and crystal clear in the dark mist, like delicate porcelain under the moonlight.

She looked at Yang Chen in horror, her beautiful eyes full of fear and love.

She saw his eyes full of killing intent, his face full of distorted madness.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yang Chen sneered, grinning, "You are also a phantom! Come, let me kill you! Kill you, I will become myself!"

"If you do not become a fairy, you will become a devil!"

"Kill!"

"Don't!"

Mu Lingyun yelled, her face full of horror: "I am Lingyun, don't you recognize me?"

Yang Chen laughed wildly: "I have killed everyone, all people, including myself, now, let me kill you too! After killing you, I will complete myself. The strongest person to hang, I will be invincible again!"

Yang Chen took the sword again.

But Mu Lingyun did not resist, let alone use her Fiery Immortal Body, even if she did it once, she could resist his sword.

The sword light penetrated Mu Lingyun's body, but she did not fly away in the mist like those before.

Blood flowed out of her body, sprinkled into the air as the sword light pulled out, turning into a rain of flowers.

When Jianguang fell into her chest inch by inch, she kept looking at him quietly. There was no pain in her eyes, no resentment or hatred, only love and compassion.

"Ah!"

Yang Chen suddenly woke up from confusion and madness, and then was astonished, and suddenly realized that the wood Lingyun in front of him was not a phantom!

He killed his favorite person!

He stepped across, hugging Mu Lingyun's shaky body.

Mu Lingyun's face became pale due to the loss of blood, but when she looked at him, she was still full of love. It seemed that he was everything to her, and apart from him, everything else was not important, including her life. .

She slowly raised her hand and gently touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, trying to wipe it off, but her hand was soft and weak.

"I know you didn't mean it, and I also know you must be very hard now!"

"But promise me, never forget yourself anytime!"

Tears welled up in Yang Chen's eyes, and he shot the acupuncture tract beside her wound to stop the blood flow.

"Don't say anything, I will take you out!"

He carried Mu Lingyun behind him and walked forward.

A small figure appeared in the fog.

His figure looks like a seven or eight-year-old child, but his face is shrunken and wrinkled like a dried walnut, and his eyes are full of vicious hatred and sarcasm.

Exterminate the World Demon Lord!

"Only one step away! Yang Chen!"

The Demon Sovereign Extinguisher sighed with regret: "With only one step, you can become a demon!"

"This woman shouldn't show up at this time, she has harmed you, and even more harmed herself!"

Yang Chen roared and slashed at him with a sword.

Sword light gushes from his palm, transforming into colorful light and shadow in the sky, and the violent sword intent carries the endless anger in Yang Chen's heart, rushing toward the Demon Exterminator like a huge wave.

The Demon Lord suddenly disappeared, and a graceful figure emerged from the mist.

Another Wooden Lingyun.

The mist filled her body into a fluffy skirt, swaying gently with the wind, her eyes were like two morning stars in the mist, gleaming with blurred sadness.

"You killed me!"

She sighed faintly, her tone full of sadness.

"She is fake!"

The Mu Lingyun behind it weakly whispered in Yang Chen's ear.

The Mu Lingyun in front of her pointed her finger to her chest, and there was a hole in it, which seemed to be full of nothingness.

"Look, I have no heart!" She looked at Yang Chen sadly: "You also have no more! When you killed me, you also pierced your heart!"

Yang Chen looked at her quietly. Although he knew she was a fake and the dying Mu Lingyun behind him was the real one, he still couldn't help but feel painful and sad because of her words, she said Every word that came out was like a sharp sword, piercing his chest little by little.

"Kill her!"

The Mu Lingyun behind it said weakly.

"Don't!"

The Mu Lingyun in front of him exclaimed, as if he had been pierced by a sword just now.

Yang Chen's body shuddered in pain, as if he could not bear the torture.

Mu Lingyun in front of him chuckled softly: "Look, you were so cruel just now, but now you can't bear to do it!"

"So, you cannot become a god, nor a demon."

"You are an individual, your feelings are your fetters, your shackles! In ten thousand years, you will still die in the hands of Empress Hongchen and Emperor Jingxin as before, because you can never be like them Absolutely unfeeling!"

"Wow!"

A red light is like ocean waves, constantly permeating from Yang Chen's body, the light instantly illuminates the surrounding mist, the black mist recedes like a tide, and the surrounding air is also disappearing with two forces. It fluctuates violently in the long run.

Slavery!

A red rune suddenly appeared on Yang Chen's chest, and a blood-red light radiated from the rune, with an irresistible pressure, dispelling the surrounding black mist.

This is exactly the contract between Yang Chen and Ah Mo to suppress his slave mark.

The wood Lingyun in front of her roared painfully in the blood-red light, her face became hideous, and as the light became stronger and stronger, her figure gradually shattered, drifted away, and finally disappeared.

All the fog dispersed, Yang Chen saw a short figure standing quietly dozens of meters away, his eyes were like ghost fire beating in the dark night, filled with anger and hatred.

Behind him, the corpses of the Six Gods are everywhere, and the situation on the battlefield seems to have suddenly changed because of the appearance of the black fog.

The unicorn covered with gold scales madly trampled and dashed against the tribe of the Six Gods, and raised its four hoofs, bringing a shower of blood.

Di Yan is crazy!

He was in the fog, did not control the demons, his mind was bewitched, he had become crazy and bloodthirsty, he could not recognize where the enemy was, where was his comrade-in-arms, even the Qilin tribe fighters did not escape Kill him!