Valkyrie

Chapter 709
boom.

Boom.

……

Between heaven and earth, thunder continued.

Lin Huang supported his broken body and headed towards the terrifying thunder once again.After the respite just now, the Xuanwu Saint Physique finally recovered a lot.

However, without being devastated by the three thunderbolts, it was completely cracked again.

Lin Huang's whole body was dripping with blood again, staining the white clothes red.

Under the void, Lin Huang charged towards Lei Ting again and again, even though the Xuanwu Saint Body was shattered, his body was ripped apart, his vitality and blood disappeared, he never gave up at all.

And in Lin Huang's holy body world, the Buddha's light shone brightly, illuminating the whole world, and healed Lin Huang's injury with extreme speed.

At the same time, the voice of the phoenix chanted in his body, and the power of nirvana was like a surging river, also recovering Lin Huang's injury.

However... no matter how fast the power of Buddhist vows and the power of Nirvana are, they cannot stop the destruction of the power of thunder.

Above the clouds, Lin Huang was struck down by thunder again and again.

His whole body was covered in wounds.

Qi and blood gradually withered away.

The Xuanwu Saint Body was shattered into pieces, and was still making the final insistence.

Up to now, there are only 56 thunderbolts in the sky.

And waiting for Lin Huang, there are still 43 thunderbolts.

Looking at the long river of thunder high above, Lin Huang seemed to see the abyss of despair.So far, he has been helpless.

All Lin Huang can rely on is his unyielding will.

As long as there is still one breath left, he will not yield in the slightest.

In Shenluo City, as far as everyone could see, Lin Huang fell from the sky again and again, and then stood up with gritted teeth and bones, fighting towards the destructive thunder against the wind... and then Like a kite with a broken string, it was defeated mercilessly.

once.

Again.

one more time.

……

Lin Huang didn't know how many times he stood up, and he didn't know how many times he fell down.

Until the whole body is fractured, the meridians are broken, and the flesh and blood are gone, it is difficult to get up from the ground again...

At this moment, the little black dragon had already passed out.

Lin Huang prostrated on the ground, there was no more blood in his mouth to vomit, he looked up at the thunder that fell from the sky, not giving him the slightest breath, finally a trace of despair arose in his heart.

Afterwards, Lin Huang got up from the ground on his knees, and tremblingly greeted the falling thunder.

He went down again.

"Brother Lin Huang..."

In the void, Jun Qingcheng's shout sounded.The girl in red was looking at Lin Huang from a distance at this moment, her cheeks were full of tears like the first snow.However, she didn't dare to get any closer... Once she got close, the power of thunder would become even stronger.

At this moment, Jun Qingcheng felt deeply powerless.

Looking at the young man lying motionless in the mire in Shenluo City, everyone frowned.

Bai Xiaopang turned his head to look at Zhao Tianjia, but found that the latter seemed to be suffering from the aftereffects of the previous battle, coughing continuously, and his expression became a little dazed.Bai Xiaopang looked back desolately, clenched the double hammers in his hands, but he was powerless.

Wang Xiao and Situ Huangfen stood in the distance, even more sighing.

The Abandoned God Man looked indifferent and indifferent.

Di Jiuyou showed regret on his face.

Only Beilin Weiyang had a cold smile on his lips, "If you can't even withstand the thunder of divine punishment, then you don't deserve to be my king's opponent!"

In Shenluo City, Jun Qingcheng squatted on the ground, looking at the forest waste in the quagmire from a distance, crying out loudly, but forcibly did not dare to step into the territory covered by thunder...

"Brother Lin Huang, get up quickly!"

"Don't fall asleep!"

"If you fall asleep, what will Qing'er do by herself..."

"You bastard!"

……

In Shenluo City, the girl called out one after another, screaming hoarsely, her face was blurred with tears, and her eyes were dazzled by crying.However, the young man who fell into the quagmire seemed unable to get up again... Even though the girl's voice filled his ears, his body seemed to be suppressed by mountains and he was helpless.

Lu Donghuang looked at the forest below, clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to split.

In the next moment, Lin Huang was like an ant in the quagmire.

I don't even have the qualifications to fight...

His whole body has turned into a puddle of mud, and his consciousness gradually fades away.

Manpower, how can it compete with the sky!

At this moment, perhaps no matter how strong the will is, it cannot awaken the strength of the body.But no matter how powerful he is, how can he fight against the existence of Thunder that was designed to kill him.

In the quagmire, Lin Huang was covered in blood, with only a shattered face capable of showing a slight smile. He opened his eyes, looked at the hazy figure in red in the distance, and wanted to reach out and grab her, and hug her in the arms.

He really wanted to use his invincible will to rise up and tear those thunders apart.

But all this is difficult for him to do.

Because Lin Huang's consciousness had gradually fallen into a chaotic state, even though the figure in red was engraved into his bone marrow and written into his soul.But now the bone marrow has been turned into powder, the soul has fallen into chaos, and everything has become blurred...

Even the perception of this world gradually ceased to exist.

"Is this... the feeling of death coming?"

In Lin Huang's last remaining consciousness, there is only such a thought.

He was about to go far away, without feeling the slightest regret, coldness, despair, or giving up, only a thought without the slightest emotion appeared, and then the thought along with it began to dissipate and gradually fade away...

"Buzz!"

Just when Lin Huang was about to return to dust, a Buddhist lion's roar suddenly resounded in the collapsed world within his body, wanting to rescue Lin Huang's consciousness one last time.

Lin Huang's consciousness suddenly appeared a glimmer of clarity.

Then, it disappeared quickly again.

After a Buddhist lion's roar, the world in Lin Huang's body began to collapse, falling into endless darkness, and the last Dharma also became invisible, and Lin Huang could no longer be awakened.

"Xiaohuang!"

However, at this moment, a voice sounded in Lin Huang's ear again.

In the broken inner world, a figure suddenly appeared, propping up the last ray of light in the dark world!
The appearance of that figure, as if possessing infinite power, instantly brought back Lin Huang's consciousness that he was about to perish...

Lin Huang stared at that figure illusoryly and chaotically, looking extremely strange.

Not Lin Beichen.

Not Qin Changsheng.

Not Xiao Yishan.

Not Jun Qingcheng.

Not Huang Lingsha.

Not Lin Cangxue.

……

but a stranger.

The man was dressed in white and wrapped in a fiery red cloak, flying in the wind.

Carrying a silver gun behind his back, the point of the gun protrudes obliquely upwards from his right shoulder, and the silver light on it is shining brightly.

Her hair was full of blue hair, and her head was erected high, rustling in the wind.

Standing calmly and indifferently in front of him, his spine is straight, his brows are like knives, and they are sharp and shining.

Even if there is a smile on his face, it does not diminish his arrogance and sharpness in all directions.

Looking at the stranger's face, Lin Huang was stunned, and endless sadness surged into his heart in an instant, which was hard to understand.

How strange is that man!
How familiar.

……

A man, when you carry a three-foot sword, you will achieve invincible merit!

——Lin Taiqing!

Also Lin Changtian...

　Difficult father and son finally meet each other, happy Mid-Autumn Festival...

　　
　
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