Chu Zihang dragged the "furious" big sword and ran wildly with lightning, splashing countless flints.

The "Raging" sword blew the blood of the Dragon King, and the sword ignited the never-extinguished red and golden flames, which represented this strength, an honor, and the Dragon King's never-extinguished wish.

He burst out into a strong field of flames, and a hot black fire stream flashed out, and the earth drew the "furious" sword to gasped the flame path, just like the scene at dusk of Ragnarok, the flames burned out the world, and Levadin cut off the world tree.

Chu Zihang's Yanling Junyan Flame is in the same line as the bronze and Fire Dragon King, and the "Furious" Great Sword just extracts the blood of the Dragon King, which gives Chu Zihang the strength comparable to the first generation in some abilities.

For example, his current flame purity is nothing like Norton Constantine. The blood of the Dragon King and Chu Zihang's blood were merged into the "Raging" sword. He was blessed in disguise and obtained the blood of the Dragon King's inheritance in disguise.

Hela's realm of death never stopped spreading. From the beginning of the dance, this was an unstoppable process. A shiny flame flashed in the distance, and a man waved the great sword burning with flames and rushed towards her realm of death.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Hela's eyes. The man still did not surrender to fate after all, but this was also an indifferent struggle. He could not break through the realm of death. In this field, both organic and inorganic substances will wither and die.

This is the essence of death, the end of reincarnation, and of course it is also the starting point of reincarnation.

Chu Zihang's blood was ignited, and his Dragon King's blood responded to feed Chu Zihang's blood, which made him invincible now, and his power continued to gather in his body.

If he had to describe his current state, it would be a boiling kettle. The kettle began to bump continuously, the lid could no longer support the internal pressure, and boiling water began to gush out from the mouth of the kettle.

His power is so great that he can cut through the darkness, and even drive out the light of dawn with one sword, but he is still enduring and accumulating strength, waiting for the ultimate explosion.

This was unexpected by Hela. When Chu Zihang broke through the darkness and arrived at the realm of death, it was a colorless world, and everything was in a state of death, waiting for the next spring and autumn reincarnation.

When he stepped into the realm of death, his vision was blurred, and a ubiquitous pressure destroyed his body, and this pressure was everywhere from the inside out, from the outside to the inside, everywhere, more like cells in the body dying actively.

After entering the realm, he staggered to the ground. In this realm of death, he couldn't move forward. He even felt that the world was spinning. The blood in his eyes slowly covered his pupils, his vision was blocked by blood, and he was blind.

But this was not the first five senses he lost. In fact, when he entered this realm of death, his hearing had been lost, so he felt that it was as quiet as the deep sea and the outer space, as if he was the only one in the world.

But even so, he still staggered and approached Hela step by step with his "fury" sword. The scales on his body began to fade away, revealing his blood and flesh. He couldn't remember how many times his body had been repaired by dragon blood. It was like a piece of sewn old clothes, which were now completely uncovered.

Hela was never influenced by Chu Zihang. She danced intently and hummed seriously. Her slender arms and delicate calves drifted through the curve of the breeze returning to the snow in the air.

Beautiful dancers, uninhabited stage.

Here is the opera house of killing and death.

Chu Zihang was dragged and furious. His consciousness was flooded by the black sea tide. His body moved forward uncontrollably. He was the last human mind lost. Now he was just a monster responsible for killing, a monster immersed in the ultimate killing and nightmare.

This is the ultimate backlash of bloodshed. Using human hearts to exchange for killing hearts and human bodies to exchange for dragon clan bodies. This is like some kind of ancient blood sacrifice ceremony, using blood and life to pray for the gifts of the gods.

However, blood rushing is different from blood sacrifice. The object of blood rushing is both the acquirer of power and the sacrificer of life.

When he was bleeding, he had already opened the cage of killing and the heart of the Dragon King.

In the dark dream, Chu Zihang seemed to be able to feel the warm hands holding his body and hugging his neck. The familiar sweet smell made Chu Zihang miss it extremely.

The beauty of the past turned into the luxury of the present, but what amazes him was that such warmth once again lingers on his body, and the breath of dreams once again came to Chu Zihang's side familiarly.

“Xia Mi…”

Chu Zihang fell, and Hela's death field failed to break through, nor could he organize the spreading fear and death.

He tried his best. This is the body of a human being, but he has to bear the power of a god. No one can compare with a mortal body to a god.

Lu Mingfei watched Chu Zihang fall down, and he fell under Hela's dance skirt, only one step away from Hela.

One step away...

It's really a very close distance, but it's an inaccessible paradise and dream.

Hela looked at Chu Zihang sadly and continued her dance. Chu Zihang's body began to wither in the realm of death and was about to turn into ashes and disappear.

"Lu Mingze!"

Lu Mingfei can't stand such death!

Damn it, let all the ridiculous tragedies end!

Whether it is Yuan Zhinu who turned the tide before or Chu Zihang, who is now sacrificing by example, they deserve the best ending.

On the contrary, he, a bystander, can do nothing except watching the tragedy happen. He does not want to be a lonely person, or an outsider who watches the story develop helplessly. He does not want to be awake or lose.

"Brother, you finally wake up. If you prepare early, you won't have to suffer so much."

"I...I can't do anything. I only have one life to give it to everything I love. I don't want to let it go at will." Lu Mingfei yelled crying.

"The law of things is always like this. When people are helpless, extremes will appear. This is the biggest lie in the world's laws, but it is also the truth. Brother, are you ready?"

"Come on, do whatever you want!" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and looked like he was at slaughter.

"Brother, don't rush to die bravely. What I said before, there are two solutions in total. I don't know which one you like, brother." Lu Mingze smiled and stretched out two fingers to Lu Mingfei.

“What plan?”

"One is the ending of the Great Perfection, no one will die, and the other is the ending of the slightly tragic, Hela will die, and Yuan Child will stay in Nibelon forever."

"Nonsense, don't you choose the first one if you don't choose the second one?" Lu Mingfei cursed, what is the brainless ending of the second one!

"The second one should actually be the best ending, because it will be clear that brother, the biggest obstacle on your way forward. Yuan Zhinu is buried with an indescribable secret. His appearance broke the trajectory of fate and moved the thread of fate."

"Go to you, I will have a great perfect ending. I will go to the devil, secrets, etc." Lu Mingfei waved his hand and was full of vigor. Lu Mingze shrugged, "Brother, you are really an ideal person. Since it is your choice, don't regret it. There will be more storms waiting for you in the future."

"Hurry up, don't be silly!" Lu Mingze's mother-in-law made Lu Mingfei annoyed.

"It shouldn't be me who implemented Zhan Yanling, but brother, do you still remember the Yanling I gave before?" Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei, blinking, Lu Mingfei was also extremely confused.

But the next second, a spark of thunder flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind.

"Damn it, you're playing tricks on me!"

Lu Mingfei felt that he had been fucked, and Lu Mingze wanted one-quarter of his soul.

Before that, at the last hearing, Lu Mingze stuffed Lu Mingfei with a very buggy spirit.

“there is no cow level!”

This can be translated as "passing the cows" without a cow or directly translated as "passing the level".

"This Spirit of Word can change the law of cause and effect. Once used, there is no room for regret. It is like a game victory. You can't feel that this victory is not very happy. Then you go back and play again. If you win, you will win and the game ends."

"I know, I know, how can I use it? Just shout at the air?"

"Brother, follow me."

The ancient chanting sounded ethereal in the Nibelun root, solemn and solemn, rippling back and forth like a bell, and it was like countless pilgrims kneeling in front of faith. One scene after another passed before Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Those scenes were something he had never seen before, and some of them were even very absurd, but it was just such scenes that made Lu Mingfei feel particularly real, as if his life was replayed.

Hela was still dancing at this time. She suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a sense of confusion in her eyes, as if she could never remember who she was again.

The world in front of her teared a white light, and she stopped dancing. There was something extremely attractive in the white light calling her name.

Xia Mi.

Xia Mi...

Xia Mi...
Chapter completed!