"The dream is like an illusion, all the shadows are empty, the sea of suffering is boundless, and the thought comes out! Child, wake up, don't lose the face of our fighting bloodline---" Just when Fang Yan was completely dejected and determined to die,
A deep, majestic and caring voice suddenly sounded from Fang Yan's mind, causing Fang Yan to stop his self-commitment action. He was shocked. Although he had only heard this voice once, it was as familiar as a brand.
, this is exactly the voice of the blood-warring ancestors, the voice of the ancestors of a generation.
These words made Fang Yan feel like he was enlightened. His whole body and soul were shocked, as if something suddenly broke, like a layer of paper being pierced. Fang Yan felt like he was coming back to life. Everything seemed to be gone.
No longer so desperate, the door of hope suddenly opened.
"Is it true, as the little beast said, that everything is an illusion? Everything here is false? I am not a demon. I did not kill my father, Yaya, or them. Is this dead world a sea of suffering? Is it the people who make people suffer?
Falling into a sea of suffering that cannot be extricated forever!" Fang Yan thought quickly in his heart, and soon, his soul shouted in his mind: "Ancestor, is everything you said true? Is this really all an illusion? I didn't really
Kill them? What kind of burial place is this? How could there be such evil inner demons and such terrible suffering?"
But no matter how Fang Yan shouted, there was no voice to respond to Fang Yan. He gradually lost his mind. He knew that his ancestors had long been destroyed. Just now, I am afraid that it was just the last ray of fear that his ancestors had planted in his body long ago, fearing that he would be in trouble.
Just thinking about it, but the ancestor revealed everything and pulled him out of the illusion. He learned that he had not caused a big disaster. This was enough to make him breathe a sigh of relief. However, after Fang Yan was instantly excited,
He can no longer be happy. He has been eroded by inner demons and may turn into a ruthless murderer at any time. Even he himself cannot control himself---if he died in despair just now, now he is completely
He completely gave up this idea. He now hopes that he will live, but he does not dare to live. He is afraid that he will be controlled by his inner demons and bring disaster to his relatives and the world. By then, he will really be unable to forgive.
There is no turning back, and when he thinks of everything just now, the fear in his heart is beyond words!
"Chirp chirp." Just as Fang Yan was struggling hard, the urgent and sad cry of the little beast came into his ears again, hitting Fang Yan's heart directly. The cry contained such despair and sadness, and it was so...
Fang Yan's helplessness, like a child about to lose a relative, made Fang Yan's heart tremble a few times. Then, faces appeared in his mind one after another, Yaya, Feiyun, Xiang'er, Yanmei
, Manyao, Yanyu, Xiaoxiao --- the most important people in life --- "What will they do if I die? Are I willing to leave them alone? Are I willing to make them sad for me? I
If he dies, the Zhanxue lineage will be completely wiped out, the hope of the mainland will be slim, and the people will be in ruins. At that time, the only ones who will be complacent will be the alien forces, and his death will only give them an advantage!" Fang Yan was thinking in his mind.
He quickly thought about it, and the thought of death in his heart became more and more shaken, and his desire for survival gradually became firmer: "Have I, Fang Yan, ever been afraid of anything? It's just an inner demon, how can I be scared by it? What can I do?! I want to live.
, I promised them that I would always accompany them, and I promised my ancestors that we would carry forward the blood of war and fight to the death to wipe out the alien forces! I can never break my promise!"
At this moment, Fang Shengsheng's desire was unprecedentedly strong, and his entire state changed 180 degrees. The originally heavy and sluggish battle blood in his body also began to flow rapidly as his state changed.
The innate domineering aura spread throughout his body, and he began to repair his injuries. The indomitable and resolute Fang Yan was back again!
His eyes suddenly opened, endless stubbornness and persistence flashed. The little beast saw the change in Fang Yan's momentum, saw Fang Yan open his eyes again, and shouted with joy. In the excitement, he ignored Fang Yan's body.
He was injured, so he threw himself into his arms and kept rubbing Fang Yan affectionately with his furry head, not caring about the blood all over his body.
Fang Yan, whose wound was shaken by the little beast's pounce, couldn't help groaning in pain, but he didn't care at all. Feeling the silkiness on the little beast's face, Fang Yan's mouth curved in a distressed arc, and he stretched out his hands to rub it
Its little head smiled: "Little guy, I'm sorry for making you worry. I will never think of leaving you alone in the future. I will leave you alone!"
"Chirp chirp." The little beast nodded repeatedly, then stretched out its paws, grabbed a handful of herbs, and handed it to Fang Yan's mouth. Fang Yan shook his head gently and smiled bitterly in his heart. With such a serious injury, how could he be a little kid now?
Can these precious thousand-year-old herbs repair the beast? The precious herbs are all stored on his sacred mountain. He immediately said softly: "Little guy, these herbs have little effect on me. If you are willing, I will use them again."
How about taking one of your fairy herbs?"
How could the little beast have any objections? He nodded his head very firmly. He turned his head and raised his paws to slap Fang Yan's pubic area. He also knew that the fairy herbs were hidden there, but Fang Yan quickly stopped him.
, if I was slapped a few times by this guy, wouldn't I have to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood? I no longer hesitated at the moment, and thought in my mind, after a burst of divine light flashed, a burst of white fairyland floated out, within the fairyland.
Wrapped in a crystal clear and beautiful herb, it is full of spiritual energy and boundless fragrance.
Fang Yan grabbed the medicinal herb and swallowed it without hesitation. The pure and surging power of the medicine instantly made Zhan Xue go crazy. The huge energy kept replenishing, and the deep-rooted injuries on the body surface were
, is being repaired at a frightening speed visible to the naked eye. The old man sitting on the ground weakly and seriously injured is looking at the corners of his eyes constantly beating, and the hatred inside is about to turn into substance. He just clearly felt Fang Yan's
He was so intent on death that he didn't know why such a big change happened all of a sudden!
His face changed several times in succession at this moment, his palms were slightly clenched, his brows were furrowed, and he was thinking about something. After Fang Yan took the herb, although he closed his eyes again, he still looked like an old man's
As if he had seen the transformation, he opened his mouth slightly and uttered a few cold words: "Old dog, if you want to take action, you must think clearly. If we continue to fight here, I'm afraid we will all die here. Besides,
Do you think you can defeat me and the little beast in your current situation? Huh, don’t ask for trouble!"
These words, coupled with the little beast's very tacit grin, thunder and lightning flashes, and a ferocious look, made the old man's face change suddenly, and he clenched his blood-stained teeth a few times, and finally
, spreading his palms, he decided not to take the risk. As Fang Yan said, he didn't care about me at this time. Instead of fighting to the death with no certainty here, it would be better to recharge his batteries and look for opportunities.
, or capture the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Blood Penetration. After all, he doesn’t want to die here like this.
After thinking about it, the old man raised his head and looked at the distant void. There were still traces of energy fluctuations coming from there. It was another heavenly saint who was still immersed in killing the inner demons. He no longer bothered to care about it, and immediately took the ring from the storage ring.
He took out the fairy herb from his pocket, carefully picked off a petal, and began to recuperate.
The whole world became quiet again. Before you knew it, about three hours had passed, and nothing crazy happened in the meantime. During this time, the little beast wanted to attack the old man many times to avenge Fang Yan.
They were all blocked by Fang Yan who knew the little beast's temper in advance. It wasn't because he didn't want to take the old dog's life. A skinny camel was bigger than a horse. Even if the old dog was in trouble at this time, it was still not something that the little beast could compete with.
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After three hours of recuperation, coupled with the help of fairy herbs, all the injuries on Fang Yan's body have healed. The bleeding has stopped long ago. The new flesh and blood is eye-catching. He has to marvel again at the self-repair of battle blood.
To an extraordinary degree, his broken body and internal organs have also been stabilized and are being repaired step by step, but this will not be healed in a short time.
Fang Yan's eyelids trembled, and his eyes suddenly opened. Two golden rays of light burst out, and his expression returned to normal. However, in the deep black eyes, there was a hint of blood-red color, which was a bit strange. The old man
As if sensing something, the moment Fang Yan opened his eyes, he also opened his eyes at the same time, and a much sharper light flashed out than Fang Yan. Although his injuries did not heal as quickly as Fang Yan, they still
He is much better than before, the wounds on his abdomen are also healing, the ulcers have stopped long ago, and he seems to have made a great recovery.
The old man glanced at Fang Yan coldly, the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and then he suddenly jumped up and flew into the distance. It seemed that he was going to save the other Heavenly Saint, but Fang Yan didn't
To stop him, the first thing now is to leave here first, otherwise he himself is not sure what will happen in the next second.
He sat up, casually touched his sticky and blood-stained face, turned around and looked around. At this glance, a look of relief and relief suddenly appeared on his face, and he saw what should have been a dead body.
The mountains of the Dead Sea are empty and empty. The gray sea water has no waves and is unfathomable. This is enough to prove what the little beast and the war-blooded ancestor said. Everything just now was an illusion. He should have known it.
, but I was still blinded by my inner demons, it was so realistic.
Only then did he realize that he was sitting on the Dead Sea, not sinking at all. He was sitting upright, and the little beast was standing next to him. When he saw him waking up, he was shouting happily. Two
His big eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he was extremely happy.
"Little guy, is what you just said true? Tu Qiang and the others are all fine and are in another place?" Fang Yan smiled and patted the little beast on the head, remembering what the little beast said before, and asked aloud.