Gongyang Chunqiu insisted that Lonely Crying survived the Tianmen explosion and forced him to come out. If he didn't know the reason, Lonely Crying would not die in peace.
Blood grooves constantly appear on Gong Yang Chunqiu's body. They are wounds cut with the thinnest sword. There is a hidden groove on the sword body, which can cause maximum damage.
The blood that kept seeping out dyed Gong Yang Chunqiu's body red. The original white robe was now red, and flowed out along the corners of the clothes. Under the body, the golden floor was covered with blood. Gong Yang Chunqiu's blood
Mixed with other people's blood, it was shocking.
This was so greedy that Yaizhen jumped and jumped, rolling back and forth on the natal armor on Li Mo's chest, and those eyes were like hungry wolves looking at some fat sheep. They were naked greed, that
It’s a look that I desperately want to have.
Yaizhen's mouth was huge, with countless teeth, but at this moment, the huge mouth opened, and a sticky substance flowed out of the big mouth unconsciously, which turned out to be saliva, and flowed down three thousand feet.
Li Mo patted his belly and said, "Shh, don't yell and yell. Listen to their conversation."
"Hmph...what do you know, that is the purest blood. These people are like the sun rising in the morning, full of vitality. When the blood in the whole body is at its purest, they are like the rising stars. Although
The cultivation level is not the highest, but the essence and blood are the most precious. If these people were in the medieval era and the rules were not suppressed, it would not be impossible for them to be crowned kings. The king's blood, the king's blood... was the most precious even in the middle ages.
Nutritional supplements, the favorite of the monster clan, this blood with potential, just flowed out in vain, flowing to the ground, this is simply a waste of natural resources."
Yaizhen seemed to be really distressed, saying so many words right out of his mouth.
"If you can grow up, blood will rush to your face in the future, but if you die here, let alone blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink saliva."
After hearing what Li Mo said, Yaizhen became honest and stopped talking, but his eyes did not leave the blood on the ground.
Yaizhen finally calmed down, and Li Mo was able to listen attentively to the conversation between the two.
Gongyang Chunqiu continued to swallow the elixir to stop bleeding, and at the same time, he also needed to temporarily strengthen the elixir to prevent the continued loss of blood and prevent physical weakness. However, this also had disadvantages and had hidden dangers for future practice.
"Actually, there is no other reason. The person who hates Tu Gang the most here is you. The Tu family and the Lonely family are also at odds with each other. You are the only one who killed him. There is no other person."
A resentful voice came from the ruins, followed by tragic laughter: "It goes without saying, and I don't want to explain it, but you should tell me why you know that I didn't die in the Tianmen explosion?"
Tianmen is a magic weapon for space transmission, and it also has levels. The Tianmen in Lonely Crying's hand exploded. That was due to space chaos and coordinate confusion. The explosion in space is not something Xiuzhong can endure. Why does Gongyang Chunqiu dare to assert Lonely Crying?
Not dead.
"Haha, I didn't think about it that much."
"you say..."
"If it is true, then you have confidence in you, and I also have confidence in you, because you cry alone, you have an excellent talent for cultivation throughout the ages, you speak your mind, and you are the four great monsters in the world. Only when you cry alone can you be the real one.
The genius of cultivation is the proud son of heaven. The reason why I assert this is because I admire you."
"Ha ha ha ha......"
At this moment, the cry of Lonely Crying could no longer be heard. Instead, there was hearty laughter. He burst into laughter. After a long time, he said, "I am the one who makes the decision. If I had not died young, I might have become the legendary genius."
Son, but now all this has become empty... I wish you all the best, I hope you can find the secret of becoming king, and I will not hurt your only savings."
The last sentence also foreshadows the death of crying alone.
A generation of genius, crying alone like a demon, died in the golden hall where the Golden Emperor once lived, which is not an insult to him.
Lonely cried to death, and the remaining people were able to breathe. Although no one died, they were exhausted.
Except for Li Mo, everyone was covered in scars. Not only was blood dripping from their bodies, but it was also constantly spurting out of their mouths, and the wounds were deepest.
Even if the combat power of these people recovers, each of them will be reduced by at least 30%, and there may not be time for them to recover.
After a short rest, Gongyang Chunqiu got up, Xia Houlong, Murong Jie, Wen Renhong, and Li Mo all walked to the ruins to see how the irresistible "enchanting sword sound" was emitted.
How is it like for a proud man to cry to death alone?
This is the only ruin of the Golden Palace. Only Lonely Cry can destroy the Great Emperor's palace. He withstood the attacks of everyone, and the huge impact caused the golden ground to collapse, creating a large pit and forming ruins.
Although the Golden Palace itself has lost its imperial power after hundreds of thousands of years, the Golden Palace itself is already the strongest building, and only the body crying alone can cause such a collapse due to the attacks it suffered.
Such ruins are shocking, but seeing the corpses in the ruins is even more shocking.
Awe, respect from the heart, heartfelt respect, and even deep fear in everyone's heart.
There was a question in Li Mo's heart, whether this was a man or a devil. If he was a devil or a ghost, no one would object, just because the scene in front of him was too shocking. It was a death that shocked his bones.
A purely manly way to die.
Among the ruins, I saw a corpse at this moment. This corpse was so miserable that there was not a single intact part of his body. Every part of his body, limbs, and head had been cut several times with a sword.
Underneath the corpse were pools of blood, and on the blood were clusters of flesh, which were the flesh of Lonely Crying.
Looking at Lonely Crying now, the body was cut by the sword in incomplete places. Not only the skin and flesh on the body, but even the internal organs can be seen with cuts. A whole piece of liver was cut, and there are countless wounds on it.
How much perseverance does it take to endure such pain?
"The evil sword sound hurts others and hurts oneself. It is indeed true. Although Lonely Cry is a generation of heroes, his methods are despicable. He ended up like this. It can be regarded as the cause and effect arranged by God."
None of them spoke, as if they were unwilling to accept Gong Yang Chunqiu's words. After a long time, Xia Houlong said: "A real man cries alone. This kind of pain is probably unbearable for ordinary people. When we endure the pain with difficulty,
That kind of pain added up is his pain. Some people will not endure the pain that is worse than life even if they die, but Lonely Cry did it, which is worthy of admiration and deserves to be worshiped by others." After Xia Houlong finished speaking, he teased
He picked up his long robe, bent down at 90 degrees, and bowed deeply. His expression was solemn and his attitude was pious. It could be seen that Xia Houlong was crying with respect and loneliness from the bottom of his heart.
Wen Renhong, a fat little man with a fat face, was trembling with excitement at this moment, and more out of respect. He didn't say anything, and directly saluted, bowed, and gave this real man a piece of cake.
"Haha, it seems that the explosion at Tianmen hurt you in the end, otherwise you wouldn't have died so easily. I, Murong Jie, am the oldest. If I say that I am under eighty years old, I can barely enter, and I can barely be the same age as you. In fact, I should
You are considered your elder, but in terms of strength, you are enough to be my elder, and I look down upon you. In fact, sometimes people are better off being mediocre." For some reason, Murong Jie actually looked at him when he said this.
He glanced at Gongyang Chunqiu.
Li Mo stepped forward. He should respect such people, whether they are enemies or friends.
First he let out a long sigh. He had to say that Lonely Cry is a real man. If it were him in the battle just now, he would definitely fight to kill one person. He would never fight five people at the same time like Lonely Cry.
Most of the people chosen are people like Li Mo.
But Lonely Cry didn't do that. He fought with five people with his injured body.
At this moment, Li Mo finally saw what it means to be a true gentleman.
A gentleman is magnanimous, while a villain is always caring.
A gentleman is the person who is most respected, admired and admired. Although many people cannot be a gentleman, the admiration for a gentleman is definitely like a surging river.
Li Mo also bowed at ninety degrees, walked into the ruins immediately, and put Lonely Crying's sword in his hand. Lonely Crying's body was originally stiff, but after coming into contact with the iron sword, it quickly softened, and his body
My feelings for the sword have penetrated deep into my bones.
A gentleman wears a sword. Crying alone is a gentleman. He is worthy of the iron sword behind him.
........
I cried to death alone, and this incident passed like this. The cultivators are used to seeing life and death.
Now there are only five people left, Gongyang Chunqiu, Xia Houlong, Murong Jie, Wen Renhong, and Li Mo.
Of course there is also a little girl, the little girl with the body of a thousand spirits.
In the attack just now, I don’t know whether Lonely Crying was deliberately avoiding the little girl and letting her live, or whether she had some means to save her life.
"The jade seal has disappeared. There are only five of us left in the fifty-man team. What kind of deployment should we make now? Do we need to search for it, or should we just withdraw?" Gongyang Chunqiu glanced at him. He is the strongest here at the moment.
People who love you are inevitably proud of the spring breeze.
"If you leave like this, I'm afraid the price you have to pay is high enough. Coming out this time is too unexpected. If word spreads, the top ten aristocratic families will panic, and the essence of the younger generation will disappear. I am afraid that the top ten aristocratic families in the next era will
The power will be even weaker."
"There are talented people from generation to generation. If this generation dies, the next generation will take over. Don't worry too much."
"A person with extreme talent is not a loser."
"It's better to make plans first. It's important to be crowned king." Gongyang Chunqiu reminded him again.
"Haha, yes, there should be a plan to avoid being plotted against. I hope I can make an oath and make unified arrangements." Murong Jie stared at Gongyang Chunqiu with a hint of hostility.