Chapter 352: Returning a National Fortune to Heaven and Earth
"I understand." After thinking about this, I immediately turned my attention to Lin Zhenhua.
The latter had no time to be distracted at this moment. I only saw the rune sword and the huge golden wings fighting frequently. For a while, the light and golden shadow of the sword made people unable to open their eyes.
"Zang Guoshi, do you realize now that it's too late?" Nan Yao Golden Crow had already slaughtered all the soul-suppressing soldiers in front.
I fanned these huge wings to swoop down from high altitude, and countless golden crow feathers under the wings shot towards me like thousands of arrows.
The remaining soul-suppressing soldiers around them all let out ferocious roars:
"Master Zang!"
Then they tried to rush forward, but Nan Yao Golden Crow saw this and said disdainfully: "A bunch of ants."
However, in the next moment, the wound on my back was indeed completely broken due to my excessive force, and it was bleeding profusely.
But the blood did not condense on my body. Instead, it turned into blood beads.
Suspended in mid-air, it also rekindled the dimmed Kirin Ghost Seal.
And this wasn't the most powerful thing. What made Nan Yao Jinwu feel most frightened and uneasy was that he couldn't move all over his body. It was as if a immobilizing spell had been cast on him.
"Master of the Middle Kingdom, you, what did you do to me? Why can't I move?"
"Is it just that you can't move?" I smiled faintly, "It seems like it started a little slowly."
"Master of the Middle Kingdom, what do you mean?"
This time, I finally don’t need my answer. To be precise, Nan Yao Jinwu can’t wait for my answer.
Because as my blood passes, the blood beads explode.
Nan Yao Golden Crow also began to bleed heavily. There were no wounds, but it was as if his whole body had been bled. A large amount of blood continued to gush out.
This scene was so scary that the Golden Crow tribe behind him all stepped back.
Because no one wants to experience this kind of pain.
But, can they run away like this?
"I have lost too much blood and the soul-suppressing soldiers' blood. Now it's your turn." I waved my hand gently, and countless blood beads condensed again.
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But if someone with level 4+ is around me, I can see it clearly.
This time it was not my blood that condensed into blood beads, but Nan Yao Golden Crow's blood. So the more blood beads condensed, the more blood he lost.
"No, this is impossible." Nan Yao's wings withered due to excessive blood loss, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
But he still said in disbelief: "How is this possible? Zang Ling'er, you are a living person and I am the Golden Crow. How can my blood save you?"
I walked up to him with a faint smile, leaned over and looked at him: "Yes, your blood can't save me, but the world can repair the wounds on my body. As for your blood..."
Originally, I didn't plan to say it, but I looked at Nan Yao with a pair of eyes that never looked back.
I finally said: "Your blood is used to hunt the Golden Crow, your kind. Thank you for killing them all, allowing me to unlock a new skill."
After saying that, I reached out and clicked on the blood bead closest to me.
"Bang!" Blood beads all over his body exploded.
Countless blood beads instantly turned into Golden Crow feathers and shot toward the Golden Crow clan present.
Although the Demon King is a Red Flame Golden Crow, he cannot escape disaster.
However, when those Golden Crow Feathers came close to him, he lit up the red flames in an attempt to burn all the Golden Crow Feathers.
It's just that he can do this, but other Golden Crows can't do it.
Before those Golden Crows could figure out what was going on, they had already died under the Golden Crow Feathers turned into blood beads.
"Zang Ling'er, you are so good at killing people with a borrowed sword!" The demon king was furious as he saw his kind being killed and injured.
But I ignored him, and instead turned my gaze to Jiaomu Jiao and asked, "General of the Soul of Kyoto, do you trust me?"
"Believe!" Even though Jiaomu Jiao had been beaten to the ground by Zhuang Daoran, he still nodded firmly when he heard my words.
"Okay, then I will tell you, General Kyoto, that the coming of the Age of Ending Dharma is inevitable. But no one stipulates that the Age of Ending Dharma will definitely benefit the good and evil spirits and suppress the living."
Hearing my words, the Demon King keenly sensed the crisis and immediately interrupted me: "Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom, have you forgotten that when the Age of Ending Dharma comes, the earth's spiritual energy will be exhausted, and all kinds of ancient scriptures will be lost.
All these qi training techniques and means have done nothing. If this doesn’t allow us to gain new life and get rid of our bones, what else can it be!?”
"That's not because the Age of Ending Dharma has come, but because the living Buddha has been destroyed. That's why there is no more powerful and kind person in the world." I immediately retorted sharply.
But the Demon King looked up to the sky and laughed: "So what? Is it possible for the Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom to draw a Buddha like your ghost seal pattern?"
"I can't." I smiled faintly, "If I could, I would have killed you long ago."
Why bother talking nonsense to him.
"Yeah, what we are saying now is all nonsense." After the demon king sent out red flames to melt all the golden crow feathers around him, he tried to attack Lin Zhenhua again.
Zhuang Daoran also used his remaining hand to hold the sword tightly, trying to take the opportunity to chop off the head of the Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General.
Unfortunately, their plans ultimately came to nothing.
because……
"How could this happen?" Zhuang Daoran was the first to make a surprised sound.
The Jiaomu Jiao, who had been suppressed and beaten by him before, not only started fighting, but also used the rune sword in his hand to give Zhuang Daoran a severe blow.
"This is not a combat power that can barely be maintained at level 4." Zhuang Daoran said.
Jiaomu Jiao sneered and said: "Yes, I am already at level 4+. To be precise, I have barely reached level 5."
Although Zhuang Daoran was forcibly upgraded to level 5 before, he ended up with a broken arm.
Therefore, facing the Jiaomu Jiao who had successfully broken through, not only could he not crush him like before, but now he could not even draw with the opponent.
The situation on the Demon King's side is not very good either, because Lin Zhenhua has not returned to the previous level 5. Instead, he has truly been promoted to level 5+.
Even now he is truly half-stepped.
"Zang Ling'er, what on earth did you do!?" The situation reversed, and the demon king was defeated by Lin Zhenhua.
"It's not a big deal. I just returned a piece of national destiny to the world. A national destiny is naturally worth a Buddha."
"No, how can the world believe you when you say nothing?" The Demon King still refused to accept it.
But I smiled even more: "I am not talking in vain, what just filled the sky and earth was filled with my sincerity."
I turned my body into blood and sacrificed my blood to heaven. Am I not sincere enough?
Of course, this is also thanks to the Demon King and their repeated pressure, otherwise I would not have thought of this.
It turns out that what my mother said at the time: I am the Master of Great Luck and the Master of China, and I am also responsible for two national destinies, why can't I change everything? This actually meant this.
"No, I don't believe it!" The demon king spread his wings and flew high, roaring angrily. This chapter has been completed!
