Chapter 368 Death!

The terrifying flame is like the true fire of the great avenue and cannot be disobeyed.

Even if it is Chu Xun.

His whole body was burning, his mind, will, and soul were all engulfed by the fire. The blazing heat made Chu Xun's consciousness a little hazy and fuzzy, and the carving knife in his hand began to relax, and he was not as strong-willed as before.

Of course.

The huge Confucian saint's virtual body did not have any emotions. He lowered his head and looked down at his own state. Then he made the same posture as Chu Xun. The slightly offset carving knife turned into an extremely determined one, as straight as an arrow and a shooting star. He stabbed forward, while the Lord of Yuling was frozen there, bathed in flames.

"Chi!"

The carving knife became the only thing in the world, as if to separate this huge starry sky in two, and the unparalleled carving knife spirit naturally penetrated his body, tearing it apart, and let out a suppressed roar of pain and endurance, However, Chu Xun's mind and consciousness could no longer find these, and he only felt tired.

So tired.

Unprecedented comparison.

Mind consciousness.

Tired as never before.

The virtual body of the Confucian sage behind him is also disintegrating, and what it brings is the backlash of heaven and earth. Borrowing the huge energy of the Confucian sage should bear the backlash. Even if a carving knife offsets part of it, there is still a huge backlash. , let the body that was about to disintegrate speed up the process.

For a while.

his body.

Bathed in flames.

Limbs disintegrate.

There was also unprecedented fatigue in my mind. I just felt tired, so tired, very tired. When the Dark Lord resurrected, one person first fought against the Lord of Reincarnation, and then fought against three extremely sublimated emperors. This has never happened before in this life. Such a hard-fought killing battle caused his body to disintegrate and reassemble countless times.

But at this moment, he really felt the ultimate exhaustion. His body was decomposed under the light of the fire, and his tense mind relaxed and disintegrated. He could no longer bear the collapse of his consciousness. It was a moment of approaching death. He couldn't help but whisper softly: "Am I going to die?"

I had this awareness before the war, but when it actually came, it was so clear. I felt the rapid disappearance of the cultivation of the Great Emperor, felt the rapid passage of vitality, and felt that everything I had before was passing away. It was so clear. With indifference, he had such a clear understanding of the coming of death for the first time.

"Jie Jie!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"I'm not dead!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The Lord of Yuling, whose body was bathed in flames, laughed crazily. He resisted and not only withstood the curse of the sacrifice, but also withstood the Confucian sage's carving knife. Even though his entire body was torn apart, only his head was left. Still alive, but still alive, those eyes gradually became sinister and cold, revealing monstrous madness.

Looking at the figure bathed in flames, his body disintegrating, the murderous intention was still growing. He strode forward to penetrate the flames with his palms. Without fear of the blazing burning, he grabbed a handful of flesh and blood and stuffed it into his mouth, hoping to refine it. The great tonic in his blood, but the moment he swallowed it, he went crazy and his expression froze.

vitality.

Disappeared!

"How could... be like this!" He staggered. He had never been surprised by any previous actions, but at this moment he couldn't stand. He stared at the young man bathing in blood and trembled: "How could it be like this? !”

His bone-like palms were burnt black, but he quickly grabbed the flesh and blood and stuffed it into his mouth, one mouthful, two mouthfuls, three mouthfuls, like a cannibal maniac, but the feeling of fear and numbness did not have strong vitality, and his extreme The weakness after sublimation was also coming, and his realm began to fall.

at this moment.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

As for Chu Xun, the remaining turbid consciousness began to forget. He saw the crazy behavior of the Lord of Yuling, but he could not do anything. His whole body was disintegrating, and the sea of consciousness was burning. Even if the Lord of Yuling did not When he started, he also had a premonition that he was going to die, that he could do nothing, and that he could do nothing.

Seeing the madness of the Lord of Yuling and the disappearing smile of the other party, the last ray of uneasiness was removed. A restricted area supreme who lacked the ultimate sublimation, only the quasi-emperor cultivation level was still declining, and he had no influence on Jiuzhou. It didn't pose a threat, so he looked at the mainland of China with nostalgia. There were many people he wanted to see, figures and figures, and people who were looking around rushed into his mind.

"Chu Xun...!"

"Master!"

"senior!"

"Elder Chu!"

"Chu Daru!"

In an instant, the beings in Jiuzhou had feelings in their hearts. They looked sadly outside the territory, and the sky was filled with fire that drowned everything. They clearly saw nothing, but their hearts were trembling, mourning, wailing, and inexplicably. The panic, the fear of losing something, once overwhelmed my mind.

"boom!"

The helmsman of the Holy Palace could not withstand the pressure in his heart. He flew away in anger, climbed into the sky, stared at the remaining power of the Imperial Realm, and rushed outside the territory. He came to the edge of the Imperial War and saw the bloody and tragic scene. Chu Xun was being cannibalized, and the extreme sadness once overwhelmed him, and he shouted: "Chu Xun!"

"call out!"

There are still many figures below who are rising against the sky. There are the Buddhist Guangfa Bodhisattva, the old Taoist priests from Daozhou, the Palace Master of Liuli Palace, and even Emperor Gu of the Ascension Dynasty. They also saw this from outside the territory. At the end of the scene, unspeakable complex emotions poured into my heart, and I could clearly feel the passing vitality of Chu Xun in their own realm.

"He's dead!" said the Emperor of Yuhua Dynasty.

"Amitabha!" Guangfa Bodhisattva also showed sadness, clasped his hands and recited the Transcendence Sutra, and whispered: "Jiuzhou will remember the donor's achievements and build a monument to immortality for the donor!"

"Xiao Xun!"

Two lines of hot tears streaked down the face of the Academy Dean, and his black hair turned white in an instant. The giant he had placed high hopes on and watched grow up from a weak child was defeated at this time and was killed in the starry sky. Sadness surged in his face. His mind overwhelmed him, and he strode forward, resolutely saying: "The Ruler of Lisheng!"

"call out!"

In the Holy Land of the Academy, there was a ruler that quickly tore through the air, came outside the territory and fell into his palm. The Dean of the Academy shouted: "Please Lisheng!"

"Buzz!"

The awe-inspiring air blew all over the sky, and a huge phantom of Lisheng gradually formed behind him. Different from the seriousness of Confucian sage, Lisheng was wearing an ordinary white robe, sitting cross-legged, holding a ruler and a book, looking like he was teaching and educating people; This sage who had glorified an era was invited back by him.

"Amitabha!" Guangfa Bodhisattva also murmured softly. The current Lord of Yuling is at the end of his battle, and he has announced the end when everyone comes together.

…

And Chu Xun.

Consciousness is disintegrating.

Everything outside.

But it still caught my eye.

He saw the final rush of these quasi-emperors, and also saw the furious Jianzhou ancestor slashing with his sword. His heart was filled with inexplicable relief. He closed his eyes and his consciousness fell into confusion. In a trance, there was a A hazy pull guided him, and he fell into endless darkness.

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