Although Zheng Yimeng is not good at fighting, she is not a fool, nor is she a stupid heroine in a horror movie. When faced with a crisis, although she is worried about Zhao Cheng, she still knows how to run to avoid danger.
And Li Huanger, who was holding one in each hand just now, directly lifted Wu Yiran and Qingqing who were still there stupidly. "Thank you..."
Wu Yiran said hoarsely, unable to make any sound due to fright.
"No need to thank me, I just feel that you are so pitiful and overflowing with sympathy."
Li Huanger said pitifully, and while speaking, he patted Wu Yiran on the shoulder, which made her stunned.
As he spoke, the battlefield moved more than fifty meters into the distance. However, Zhao Cheng was advancing and the silver monster was retreating. It seemed that he had the upper hand. Only Zhao Cheng knew that he was heading for unstoppable destruction.
, if you look closely at this moment, you will find that his black hair has turned into snow white.
Such over-limited power comes at a price.
"Damn it, why am I not as lucky as you!"
Li Huang'er stared at the battlefield, feeling the incredible swordsmanship, and couldn't help but mutter.
She is quite proficient in human nature and knows that there are some things that if she misses the right time and the right place, she may not be able to achieve success even if she puts in a thousand times of effort.
The reason is also very simple. Many people are constantly making progress. The stronger they are, the harder it is for their hearts to be throbbing because of the beautiful things in the world.
As for Zhao Cheng now, she felt that if she tried to conquer it, it would be a hell difficulty.
It's not that the other party has closed his mind, but that it's too vast. A stone can make waves on the water. If it is placed in a basin, the water will naturally ripple, but if it is placed in rivers, lakes and seas, it will be insignificant.
Hearing these strange words said by Li Huang'er, Wu Yiran didn't react for a while. After a few seconds, she seemed to have thought of something, her expression changed, and she couldn't believe it!
"But don't be too sad. Some things will pass after they pass. The one who really wins is the one who has occupied his position early."
Li Huanger pointed to a position closer to the front. Zheng Yimeng was just staring at the battlefield, and her tone became more and more sour.
She has always seen a lot of so-called young talents. Those people are undoubtedly capable of crushing ordinary people in terms of knowledge, ability, courage, etc. But in her opinion, they are just like that.
Something is missing.
But at this moment, she felt something different in Zhao Cheng.
No matter how big the calf is, it is still just a cow, but the blue dragon is destined to appear in the nine heavens. The world loves beauty, and beauty also admires heroes...
Seeing Zheng Yimeng, Li Huanger couldn't help but start to think about the possibility of defeating the opponent, but after calculation, she suddenly found that she seemed to have no advantage.
In front of Silly Baitian, the power of scheming is so pale.
As for the battlefield, she also noticed the change in Zhao Cheng's hair color, but she thought it was an evolution. After all, on top of black iron, there was silver. The whitening of his hair seemed to be a characteristic of silvering.
Unknowingly, Zhao Cheng has established a feeling in her that there is nothing that the opponent cannot defeat. There is a voice in her heart telling her that it is natural that the opponent is invincible.
She also knew that her idea was a bit blind, but she couldn't control it.--
And Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng began to look for foreign aid at this time.
At this moment, the clothes on his body had been cut into many cracks by the opponent's blade, and even the skin was cut to pieces, revealing blood and flesh.
The situation began to turn.
Zhao Cheng's level of evolution was, after all, far behind his opponent. If his level of evolution could reach 30, he felt that he might have won, but now, a short burst could not defeat the enemy. He
It can no longer maintain its previous peak.
"Although I don't know who you are and what your purpose is, since you asked me not to die, you must not want to see me die!"
"Do you have more power?!"
Zhao Cheng's voice echoed in his heart, and he wanted to communicate with the power that existed in his heart in this way.
"OK!"
"Since it is your wish, you must survive..."
That compassionate, loving, and sacred voice sounded again.
Vaguely, Zhao Cheng saw an infinitely beautiful figure, which seemed to gather all the beauty in the universe.
Then, the opponent raised his scepter high, shattered his body, and turned everything into light, which surged out from the depths of his soul.
Inexplicably, Zhao Cheng felt that his heart seemed empty for a moment, and a sad breath emerged along with the light.
At this moment, he seemed to understand something. The price of life is life. This is the price of defying fate. One is alive, the other is dead.
The various crises he encountered were the countercurrent of fate...
Is his life and the other person's life really equivalent? With a sudden glance, he felt the greatness of the other person. Moreover, since a fire was ignited in his heart, all negative emotions were just nourishment.
It will only make his spiritual power stronger, but at this moment, the sadness of loss cannot be melted by even the flames.
Then, the sadness turned into anger!
Even, because of Zhao Cheng's powerful spiritual power, the strong sadness spread with his spiritual radiation, and could be easily felt even from a few hundred meters away.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to turn into a sea of sadness, which made everyone wonder what happened to make him so sad.
Even Li Huanger, who was not very familiar with Zhao Cheng, couldn't help but feel a heart-wrenching pain. But in the next moment, the sadness turned into anger, and the anger fell from the sky, destroying everything!
Ding!
Zhao Cheng's sword suddenly slowed down, and then accurately intercepted the monster's sword.
His eyes turned into a bright platinum color at this moment, but what was filled inside was not divinity, but anger.
The silver monster looked into Zhao Cheng's eyes. It didn't know what fear was. The meaning of life was to kill. But at this moment, it looked into Zhao Cheng's eyes and felt the ferocious anger that was about to tear it apart.
, for the first time, a fear was born in its mind. In its cognition, only the weak would be born with fear.
The ring wings behind Zhao Cheng disappeared at this moment. To be precise, they were integrated into Zhao Cheng's body. His hair was only an inch long at first, but at this moment, it grew to the length of his ankles in a matter of seconds.
At the same time, white patterns spread across his body surface and actually merged into the shape of a crown.
Young man, become a king at this moment!
And the king's wrath can only be quelled by blood and life!