Chapter 637 Zhan Lan?
【Zhan Lan? 】
a voice.
The sleeping spiritual warrior of the Zhongzhou team heard a voice.
It seemed like someone was calling her, someone was talking to her. And the source of that sound. it seems that……
...Zheng Zha?
A bit disappointed. It's also a bit strange.
The sleeper expects to hear another voice and is more willing to respond to it. But as one of the old biochemical friends who were selected to enter the world of reincarnation. It was not impossible for her to summon up her energy to respond to Zheng Zha's call.
You have to respond to him.
Gotta... wake up.
Although there seems to be something wrong with this ‘Zheng Zha’ voice. But in conceptual anchoring, it seems that it is not impossible to match up with the one you know.
Take a look.
Just... take a look.
So……
wake up.
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The sleeper opened his eyes. An overwhelming sleepiness gripped her. The mind can hardly function, and the spirit is extraordinarily swollen due to bearing some unspeakable burden.
So tired...so sleepy...it's not time to wake up yet.
But, take a look.
You haven’t grown enough to put the crown on your head. It still needs a little precipitation, a little breakthrough, some trials, and some time. But until then...
——Have a look.
The sleeper's will gradually weakened. All the scenes around him gradually materialized in his own perception. The feeling of sleepiness and fatigue washed over the girl's body and mind like a tide. Only the sound waves lingering around me can alleviate this wave of discomfort a little.
"Holy, holy, with the original pure light."
"Holy, holy is Mary, blessed be the Lord."
Those noises have content.
The contents seemed like prayers.
What you can see is millions of worshipers feverishly demonstrating their piety. At this moment, cracks are constantly appearing on his body and then healing, and pure endless white light is released from the inside.
What are they talking about?
Oh...they seem to be calling me Maria?
So……
——I am Maria?
Something is wrong.
The name Maria did not stir up any waves in the sleeper's mind. This is not her name. But this name seems to be useful as a handy tool.
——I am not Mary...or some consecrated Mary.
—I should have a name, and I should find it.
The feeling of sleepiness is still coming. I need to find something to cheer me up. The millions of praying people in front of them seemed to be covered by a light shield formed by a layer of wings, and outside the light shield, there seemed to be three forces that were constantly impacting the wings.
Doesn't seem very strong. But if you leave it alone, it seems that the mask can be broken.
So……
- Deal with it.
The body shape shifts. Phase distortion. The prayers of all beings are louder. And the sleepy man who had escaped from his slumber had already appeared on the battlefield outside.
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The holy position indeed has qualified candidates.
There is indeed someone on this earth who can become a consecrated Mary.
When the body that once had the identity of a living saint appeared on the outside of the light wing shield in a sleepy and dazed manner. The descendants all felt the taste of survival from desperate situations at this moment.
It's not a desperate situation.
It's not a dead end.
The high holy throne cast down by the supreme heaven has no bearer yet. As long as he and others destroy the chosen person in advance. Then the power of the Supreme Heaven can only return to the battlefield of the ancient continent obediently!
still have a chance.
There is still time.
Just kill the woman in front of you before that happens!
"Alice!" The first one to take action was to break Song Tian's jade tripod. The name he called was the art of summoning souls, and the sword light he slashed was purer and more powerful than Song Tian's. The five colors and five elements flow endlessly on the blade, and finally converge into an invisible blade that shatters the void!
Heaven and earth are separated with one blow.
However, before heaven and earth were cut off, there was a sound echoing in the ears of the descendants.
"No." The woman's voice was full of sleepiness. It's like the dying fatigue of ordinary urban white-collar workers who have worked overtime for a hundred days in a row. Her voice was accompanied by the sweep of light feathers behind her. The invisible sword of the jade tripod collapsed and shattered together with its broken body.
No voice dared to rise above her whispers. When she spoke, the world respected her with silence. The light feather swept away the fissure canyon stretching for thousands of miles, and the cracked earth finally lost the gravity field that restrained all things. The Americas, which were already isolated, turned into a continental shelf that lost its support in the lithosphere due to weightlessness.
I don’t know where the jade tripod was hit. Maybe dead, maybe there is still a breath left.
The sleepy-eyed woman raised her hand casually, and the headless horseman who suddenly appeared beside her bumped into her hand like a delivery to her door. The one-handed ax that was equivalent to a part of its essence was directly crushed into pieces of iron, and the headless knight's head and facial features suddenly burst out with holy pure light!
The phenomenon of sanctification.
Divine power brings annihilation and destruction.
The radiance of a cross suddenly burst out from the body of the Headless Horseman. However, the next moment, the sleepy girl's hand easily penetrated the brilliance of the cross and crushed a forming heart.
‘Bang——’
The headless horseman's body exploded into a glow of flesh and blood that was rapidly consecrated.
The woman's dull and empty eyes gradually shifted, and finally fell on the woman holding up the two swords and carrying the yin and yang on her back. The cultivator with the five qi and three flowers of urging grains was almost burning everything in an attempt to cause some trauma to her.
The cultivator remained motionless.
The huge force that drives up the grain continues to escape and disappear in all directions as time goes by.
He didn't take action, maybe he was hesitant, maybe he was afraid, maybe he had other plans, maybe he was preparing some big plan.
But he didn't take action.
Since there is no action, it is just a harmless weed. It doesn't matter if you step on it. You don't want to get your feet dirty, but it doesn't matter.
"So sleepy..." The woman yawned and staggered past him.
The moment he was let go, thrown away, and thrown behind him. A frantic scream erupted from behind the woman.
"Behead the Immortal——"
One hand pressed on the delicate gourd.
The hand of ether, the hand of magic - in the system of Western spell casters, this is called the 'mage's hand'. And this skill can be said to be the foundation of the most basic among spell casters.
But this hand held down his gourd.
While holding down his gourd, he even held down his head.
The woman still staggered forward. Behind the woman, a headless corpse fell to the ground. Next to the corpse was a broken and broken gourd.
"Ha... I really want to sleep..." The woman murmured.
The woman's footsteps fell in front of the protective and hidden barrier built by the Demon Team Samsaras who spent a lot of resources.
She slowly raised her eyes, and the frightened and vigilant face of the Demon Team Samsara came into her eyes.
And she had already locked onto the one area she needed to focus on.
"you……"
Above the sky, the huge Eye of Apocalypse with a radius of thousands of kilometers stared at the silhouette of the cloned Zheng Zha.
"……calls me?"