The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 2062: : There are no old pickles in the world
The Soul Slashing Sword Art was continuously used, and the soul of Tushan Guling also dissipated under the illusory sword shadow. E small ┡ said Ww "W. ㄟ1XIAOSHUO. ＣＯＭ
Even if the soul of Tushan Guling is not taken off, it is still very powerful. It takes a lot of time and energy to completely obliterate it.
And now Fang Lin, the most indispensable is time and energy, even if it is thousands of years, Fang Lin will continue to obliterate the soul of Tushan ancient spirit, until the moment when the soul of Tushan ancient spirit is completely gone.
Just watching the spirit of Tushan Guling dissipate little by little, Fang Lin didn't feel any joy in his heart. On the contrary, the more dazed, the more indescribable tingling.
He felt that he had lost something very important, but he couldn't remember what he had lost, let alone what he would do after killing Tushan Guling.
As if the meaning of his life was just to kill Tushan Guling.
In a blink of an eye, Fang Lin stayed in this void for a year, and the spirit of Tushan Guling was still very strong, and Fang Lin had not killed much.
In the process, Tu Shan Gu Ling tried several times to escape Fang Lin's palm, but he never succeeded and was completely controlled by Fang Lin.
Time goes by.
One year, two years, three years...
Unconsciously, a hundred years have passed.
The ground outside the void is still lifeless, and the only ancient demon ridge that has survived is also filled with a bleak atmosphere.
The Qitian Demon Saint is still too seriously injured after all.
For a hundred years, Qitian Demon Saint tried many methods to stabilize the realm, and even wanted to return to the Demon Race's sacred tree, but found that the Demon Race's sacred tree seemed to be isolated from everything and could no longer enter.
At this moment, the Qitian Demon Sage gradually sat down under the gaze of the remaining demons in the Ancient Demon Ridge, in the eyes of the survivors in the Swallowing Heaven Hall.
"Respectfully send the demon saint!" The group of monsters cried out sadly, and each monster beast had sadness and intolerance in its eyes, and was extremely unwilling to leave the demon saint.
The Qitian Demon Saint sat cross-legged under the demon sacred tree, and there was no aura, the last trace of strength in his body had disappeared.
"Hey." Everyone in the Heaven Swallowing Hall sighed, with sadness in their hearts.
At this moment, the whole body of Qitian Demon Saint suddenly changed. Between the emergence of golden light, a layer of rock filled out, wrapping the entire body of Qitian Demon Saint in the rock.
Soon, the body of the Qitian Demon Saint was invisible, and replaced by a slightly strange stone, standing quietly in front of the demon sacred tree, with a faint golden light, which seemed to The demon sacred tree echoed each other.
The demons looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, the crowd in the Heaven Swallowing Hall was naturally confused.
Only Qi Liansheng looked thoughtful at this two-person stone.
"Maybe Qitian Demon Saint will wake up again." Qi Liansheng said.
That said, Qi Liansheng is not sure if his guess is correct, and even if Qitian Demon Saint can wake up again, he doesn't know how many young people will be?
Is it five hundred years? Or a thousand years? Or is it ten thousand years old?
But in any case, the Qitian Demon Saint should not die, otherwise there will be no such anomaly. After all, the Qitian Demon Saint is the womb of heaven and earth, and will not fall so easily.
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In the void, Fang Lin has no idea how many times he has used the Soul Slashing Sword Art, or how many years he has been in the void. He only knows that the soul of Tushan Gu Ling is about to be completely slashed by himself. Killed clean.
With a light sigh, Fang Lin heard abruptly, not Tushan Gu Ling, but someone else.
"Those who are taking off, be merciful." He only heard a strong voice, and then saw a dim figure appear in front of Fang Lin.
Fang Lin looked as usual and glanced at the hazy figure. Although he couldn't see the person's appearance, Fang Lin knew who came.
"Tu Shan, you still appeared after all." Fang Lin said lightly.
The hazy figure was silent for a while, and said bitterly: "After all, it was born here."
Fang Lin shook his head: "It must die."
The hazy figure said: "I will let it stay in Tushan forever, and will not set foot outside Tushan."
Fang Lin looked at each other indifferently: "Wait until it recovers, can you limit it?"
Tu Shan, to be precise, Tu Shan's will is speechless.
"If you can't, you don't need to say more." Fang Lin finished speaking, and once again displayed the Soul Slashing Sword Art, killing the last trace of Tushan Guling's remnant soul.
At this point, the ancient spirit of Tushan has fallen, and the soul is scattered and no longer exists in the world, and the first creature in this world has died.
"Oh, it's still the case after all." The hazy figure was a little helpless, but there was no Ou preventing Fang Lin from doing this.
Fang Lin killed Tushan Guling, but it seemed as if he had done an insignificant thing. He didn't have the slightest disturbance in his heart, and even his eyes remained unchanged like ten thousand years of ice.
Not only that, after killing Tushan Guling, Fang Lin's heart was empty, and he felt very confused, as if there was no direction at all.
"You let go of everything, and now you have the present. Do you regret it now?" Tu Shan will ask.
"Regret? What is regret?" Fang Lin asked blankly looking at the dim figure.
"Uh, I feel that I shouldn't be what I am now, do you feel that way?" Tu Shanhui explained.
Fang Lin: "I don't know how it feels to regret, but my heart is empty."
"Then I ask you, are you willing to abandon everything you have now to fill the vacancy in your heart?" Tu Shan will said.
Fang Lin didn't know how to answer. He couldn't remember anything in the past. The stronger the sting in his heart, it made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Fang Lin covered his heart, and said after a long time, "I am willing."
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On the ground, a big radish with facial features and limbs emerged from the ground and looked nervously at the ground.
"Hahaha, this world finally belongs to this uncle." The big carrot, that is, the thousand-year corpse ginseng shouted excitedly.
Suddenly, the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng shivered, as if he had noticed something, and turned his head to look at it.
"What kind of monster are you?" Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng stared at the dim figure in front of him, shouting vigilantly.
"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you don't forget who you are." The hazy figure disappeared after speaking.
The Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng stood in the same place blankly, and the voice just echoed in his ears.
Don't forget who you are.
"Who am I? Who am I?" Thousand-year corpse looked blank, as if questioning himself.
In an instant, Thousand-year Corpse recalled that the latter had said similar things to him when he followed Xuanyuanya in the past.
The look of Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng changed. It looked around and looked at the devastated and lifeless earth, and suddenly everything understood.
"Is this the meaning of my appearance between heaven and earth?" Thousand-year corpse ginseng laughed, completely different from the insignificant appearance of the past.
A faint golden light diffused from the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng body and turned into countless spots of light, spreading all over the earth with vitality and hope.
Since the past few years, there has been a strange big radish walking between the sky and the earth, absorbing corpse energy for a living.
Now, this big radish will return everything it once absorbed to the world.
"When all beings are exhausted, the bodhi will be realized."
The body of the thousand-year corpse ginseng gradually dissipated, and the golden light covered the earth, bringing life.
"From today, you will follow me, and it will be called Little Bodhi." At the last moment, Millennium Corpse seemed to have heard what he said when he first met Xuanyuanya.
"You look so ugly, I will call you old pickles." Fang Lin's voice sounded again from the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng.
After a long time, the body of Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng completely disappeared.
"Hahahaha! From now on there will be no little Bodhi and old pickles!"
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The golden light spilled down on the earth, bringing new vitality.
Many people who have died are resurrecting, whether it is the Nine Kingdoms or the Seven Seas, or the more distant mountains and rivers, whether it is a dead monster or a human race, they are constantly resurrecting.
In the depths of the 100,000 mountains and rivers, a corpse that had been cold for a long time, when the golden light fell into this corpse, the vitality was filled.
Both eyes opened suddenly~IndoMTL.com~Jing Zhulong looked at Sky Qiong in amazement. He remembered that he was dead, but why is he still alive now?
A red figure flew out of Jing Zhulong's body, turning into a girl who hugged Jing Zhulong tightly, making the sound of sobbing.
"Sister..." Jing Zhulong stood up, a mess in his mind.
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In the ancient demon ridge, Bai Qingxue and Fang Qingye lie quietly among two jade coffins, and Du Gu Nian stays here. Except for the day when the Qitian Demon Saint was sitting, they have not left. Over.
Two golden lights fell into the jade coffin, and seeing the two lives in the coffin filled with opportunities, he opened his eyes again.
Dugu Nian was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to help them leave the jade coffin.
ps: The progress estimate is inaccurate, and the last one or two chapters at the end will be delivered tomorrow, and the chapter will probably have a lot of words. Recently, both hands are poked blue, but the ending is probably also It can be seen that it is not the end of the tragedy
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