Nangong Ling's face was filled with an incredible look, and his already pale face became increasingly pale. Blood surged from his mouth, and his delicate body turned into a pink shadow, falling hard downwards.
"boom!"
Accompanied by an earth-shattering loud noise, Miss Nangong, who had always been calm and calm, hit the mountain wall hard. Under the violent impact, the mountain collapsed, gravel flew everywhere, and the surroundings were covered with smoke. The entire desert island was covered with smoke.
I couldn't help but tremble three times, as if I had experienced an earthquake.
"Goodbye, Sister Nangong!"
With a melancholy look on his face, Zhong Wen took a step forward and "suddenly" appeared where his opponent had landed. He slowly raised his right arm again and delivered a life-threatening punch.
This "Sister Nangong" carries too much weight and carries too many emotions.
Through the hazy smoke, you can see that Nangong Ling's face is like gold paper at this time, his breathing is weak, his chest is slightly sunken, and his right arm and legs are bent at weird angles. His condition is extremely tragic and almost inhuman.
Under the severe pain, her eyes were a little blurred, and she couldn't even concentrate her mental energy. It was obvious that she could no longer release the illusion.
"The Sun God's Protection*Supreme Shield!"
Perhaps the power of this punch was so terrifying that it actually woke Nangong Ling out of her dazed state. She laughed miserably, opened her lips lightly, and uttered eight words with great difficulty.
The beautiful eyes that seemed to contain the sea of stars once again shot out bright golden light, and a spiritual wall several feet long and wide appeared between the two of them out of thin air, its surface shining with bright light, firmly protecting her.
So thick!
Seeing this improved "Yang Shen's Protection" move, Zhong Wen unconsciously had such an idea in his mind.
This unique defensive skill of Eye of God was used in Nangong Ling's hands, and the effect was completely different from that of Tianxuan and Ye Jiangnan.
If there's anything impressive about it, it's its incredible thickness.
The spiritual shield named "Supreme Shield" by Nangong Ling is actually five feet thick.
"boom!"
The moment the fist collided fiercely with the spiritual power wall, an earth-shattering loud noise cracked through the clouds, causing the eardrums to vibrate and almost burst into pieces. Violent air waves surged in all directions, and cracks spread rapidly along the ground.
Under this terrifying power, the entire island seemed to burst apart.
The seemingly exaggeratedly thick "Supreme Shield" had no resistance at all under this punch. It shattered with a "bang" and turned into pieces of spiritual debris, scattered between the sky and the earth, and soon lost its power.
Lost traces.
"puff!"
Nangong Ling spat out a blood arrow again, and the breath on his body instantly weakened to the extreme. There was no trace of blood on his face, and there was more air coming out of his mouth and nose and less air coming in, as if he was about to close his eyes at any moment and go to the other side of the world.
"When you betrayed Piaohua Palace, did you ever think that today would happen?"
Zhong Wen slowly walked to Nangong Ling's side, stared at her lifeless face, and asked word by word.
"Of course not."
Nangong Ling laughed miserably and answered with difficulty with the little strength he had left, "In the future I see, only by following Lin Bei can we escape the catastrophe and save our own lives."
"Is this the future predicted by the Eye of God?"
Zhong Wen was silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "It doesn't seem very reliable."
"Or, maybe it's because of you."
Nangong Ling's voice became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that even the sound became very reluctant, "Everything related to you will be somewhat different from what was expected. Is this the so-called child of destiny?"
Every time she said a word, the aura on her body became weaker, and Zhong Wen even had a feeling that even if he didn't take any more shots and just continued the conversation, Nangong Ling might be able to talk him to death.
"Do you have any last words?"
Zhong Wen slowly raised his right arm with extremely complicated emotions.
"Yes, can you make me understand clearly?" Nangong Ling thought for a while and said, "You, what kind of boxing technique did you just perform?"
"Wild ball punch."
At this point, Zhong Wen no longer concealed anything, "It is a boxing technique that gets stronger with practice. I have now cultivated it to the Holy Spirit level. Moreover, this boxing technique is all-encompassing and can be integrated into the practitioner's own perception. I was able to crack it just now."
Your Hunyuan Dao Sword is because I added a hint of the void-shattering sword art conception into the boxing technique."
"It turns out that there is such a strange magical skill in the world." A look of astonishment flashed across Nangong Ling's pale face, and then he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, "It can indeed be called a magical skill, but it is only used to deal with Lin Bei.
, but it’s far from enough.”
"It may not be enough now." Zhong Wen said unconcernedly, "It may not be enough in the future."
"Can you still continue to become stronger? It's amazing, it's really amazing."
Nangong Ling's beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible, "If I had known this, why would I have chosen this path in the first place? It's really sad and ridiculous."
"Do you regret it?" Zhong Wen looked directly into her eyes.
"regret?"
Nangong Ling suddenly laughed, "I, Nangong Ling, have never had the word regret in my mind. Isn't it only natural that I should bear the consequences of the choices I make?"
I don't know if it was because of the flashback, but her voice suddenly became higher and her sentences became smoother.
"You still live so transparently." Zhong Wen sighed.
"Can I ask you something?"
A trace of hesitation flashed in Nangong Ling's eyes, and he slowly spoke.
"If I can do it." Zhong Wen nodded.
"After I die, can I sink my body to the bottom of the sea?" Nangong Ling struggled to express what he was thinking, "I once heard Xiaodie relay your description of the underwater world. At that time, I really wanted to go and see it."
"The deep sea is a forbidden place for ordinary people, but it can't trouble you, a saint." Zhong Wen asked puzzledly, "Why don't you go down and experience it while you are still alive?"
"Zong, family, empire, world..."
There was a hint of helplessness in Nangong Ling's laughter, "When I was alive, I had so many things to worry about. I was so busy all day long that I never had time to go see the sea. Now I have to sleep forever, but I have time to do what I want to do.
It’s something.”
"Do you know what this request means?"
When Zhong Wen heard this, he couldn't help but feel slightly moved, and suddenly felt a trace of sympathy for this Nangong sister whom he had admired so much.
"Of course I know." Nangong Ling's aura became weaker again, "It means you need to give up a Xuan Tian Bead containing the Eye of God, which is still at the saint level."
"Do you think I will agree?" Zhong Wen's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly asked sharply, "Have you forgotten what you did?"
"I'm just making a request."
Nangong Ling slowly closed her eyes, seemingly unaware of his bad attitude, "It's up to you whether you agree or not."
The entire desert island was silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of wind.
Zhong Wen raised his arms in the air, his eyes wandering back and forth on Nangong Ling's beautiful face and slender body. The two voices competed fiercely in his mind for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but his eyes finally softened, as if he had made up his mind, and most of the murderous intent in his body disappeared instantly.
"Thanks!"
Before receiving a reply, Nangong Ling, who closed her eyes tightly, suddenly laughed and uttered two words inexplicably.
"You're welcome."
Zhong Wen also laughed, laughing very easily.
Then, he lightly punched the ground next to Nangong Ling's cheek.
"Crack, click, click, click..."
There was a sound of cracks spreading in his ears. After about ten breaths, centered on the location where his fist struck, the entire desert island shattered into pieces with a "boom" and turned into thousands of pieces.
Huge boulders drifted in all directions.
Zhong Wen jumped up and was suspended in mid-air, looking down at Nangong Ling's sleeves being pierced by a sharp stone.
Then her delicate body was dragged downwards by the rocks, and soon she was completely submerged by the sea water, and could no longer be seen.
He could sense that Nangong Ling was completely out of breath at this time.
No one expected that the once brilliant and unrivaled disciple of Piaohua Palace would die quietly in this unknown sea area.
The moment he shot Nangong Ling with his own hands, Zhong Wen could clearly detect that his state of mind had changed.
Something that I once held on to has been shattered, gone, and no longer exists.
But while losing this thing, he felt that he had gained something.
Zhong Wen couldn't tell for a while whether this change was good or bad.
"Just enjoy the beautiful scenery under the sea, Sister Nangong."
He stared at Nangong Ling's sinking direction for a long time, then suddenly sighed and murmured to himself, "Remembering our old friendship, I will send Lin Bei and the others down to accompany you."
Having said that, he no longer lingered, the dragon shadow hovered under his feet, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the sky in an instant...