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Under the scarlet sky, two galloping warriors, giant swords and evil mace, staggered, turned around, and took the move.

The Heart of Thorns couldn't resist the heavy blow and was staggered. After Lu Zhengkang used the deity to descend to the earth, his strength was as unmatched as a giant.

Lu Zhengkang stared carefully at the eyes of Heart of Thorns, and his pupils shrank to the size of a pinpoint. It was hard to imagine what kind of field of vision he was now. The eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, a kind of crazy precursor.

Sure enough, after the thorn fruit in his chest made a muffled sound, the heart of the thorns suddenly generated a violent wind. He danced his mace in his hands in the wind, creating a cruel whirlpool of thorns, the momentum was like a tsunami breath, Lu Zhengkang He didn't dare to stand up to his front, back again and again, and jumped out ten steps.

Standing in the distance, the whirlpool of thorns was moving at a high speed, Lu Zhengkang did not hesitate and took a breath.

The next second, "Winter, Stormrage, Ice and Snow!"

Self-made spit-cold and bitter frost waterfall.

In an instant, a huge flow of frost spurted out, and the land along the way turned into a piece of ice blue, and the vortex of the heart of thorns was constantly breaking the ice cubes and ice blades in the breath. However, the low temperature and water vapor permeate, and the surface of the soldier was covered with frost and snow. Soon, he was getting slower and slower, unable to turn, frozen into a cross-shaped icy lumps, and fell to the ground.

The Heart of Thorns is not dead, even if Lu Zhengkang's breath can break the steel, he is still not dead, and even his gradually red skin and violently beating heart can be seen through the ice.

Lu Zhengkang quickly stepped forward, grabbed his leg, shook it, swung it twice, and threw it into the blood-colored beam of light.

The heart of thorns quickly turned into a blood shadow, broke through the ice and flew into the pillar of merit.

Lu Zhengkang has killed four players in total, orcs, high elves, stalkers, and Brighton people. The high elves have killed at least one. There is a tiger's head and an empire's head hanging from the waist of Thorns Heart. I saw someone running into the beam of light and turning into a snake.

There is only one enemy left on the field.

Lu Zhengkang sat beside the red beam of light and waited in peace. This was the area with the thickest shadow. The end of the four fields was completely covered by light, and scattered beams of light were also distributed everywhere.

After almost two hours, Lu Zhengkang looked at the transparent beams of light getting closer and closer, and his mood became heavy.

Death was getting closer and closer, but the remaining opponent still did not appear.

Lu Zhengkang was sandwiched between two beams of light, slowly, there would be no place to stand.

With his head sideways, he lowered his head to see the transparent light on his toes, which made him feel the numbness of a hot spring--a sense of horror of melting flesh.

Lu Zhengkang sighed and was about to hide in the pure land when suddenly, the red beam of light behind him disappeared.

He hurried back and looked up again. The clouds had disappeared, and his huge pupils were looking straight at him.

Boyahia’s whisper sounded, "What a satisfying battle, a master of roar, rare. Mortal, you have my approval! Now, speak your prayer."

Lu Zhengkang thought for a while and asked: "I want to know an answer."

"Do you want to get knowledge from me? I'm afraid it won't work. I am not Mora, and I do not pursue secret knowledge."

Hearing this answer, Lu Zhengkang couldn't help but wonder. He originally thought this blood race was the fateful opportunity Ding Ya said, but now it seems that this is not the case. In order to prove this, he said the enlightenment. Once again, Poyexia really didn't care, and only asked him to change his wish.

After a period of depression, there was another period of rejoicing. After all, Lu Zhengkang was not ready for his mother to leave. He was afraid that Garna would be obsessed with the pain of reincarnation, and he was also afraid that he had not fulfilled his filial piety. All, now Jiaerna is the lonely ghost in the world, Lu Zhengkang knows that every time she drags on, her mother will suffer more.

Lu Zhengkang secretly told himself that it was time to end all this, and if you have any ideas, try it.

After letting go of his knot, he suddenly felt a little relieved, and said to Poyexia: "I have another question."

"Entangling, no matter, just ask, this is the last chance, if you ask more questions, you can go away!"

"What is the ultimate answer in this world?"

Boyahia fell silent, his eyes on the sky slowly closed, and Snake Mountain plunged into a deep darkness.

In such a shadow, Lu Zhengkang could hear his own heartbeat—soon, faster than he himself had expected.

"Ultimately...man is not knowable, and God is also unknowable, only to seek the way...a little carelessness will fall into it. The world is man, and man is the world."

Lu Zhengkang frowned, the world is human, and human is also the world. This sentence has too much meaning.

At this time, the Ji Gongzhu slowly sank into the ground, and an abyss appeared on the ground.

"You should go now." Boyahia's voice was lower than ever, as if he was submerged in the water a little bit, no sound.

Lu Zhengkang walked to the edge of the abyss ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and saw the snake wall in the depths.

Take a leap.

...

At the open-air altar of Boyehia, a blood-colored door of annihilation appeared, and Lu Zhengkang jumped out of it.

This place was slaughtered by him not long ago. At this time, the mountain wind was silent, and there was an atmosphere of space and distance for a while. In addition, the sculptures of the devil gods were wild and simple, and the distant mountains and the wilderness were undulating. Fairyland in general.

Lu Zhengkang once again turned into a troll, and without the suppression of the demon god, it was a success. After getting used to the tall body, it was quite inconvenient when he was in a human form.

At this time, a wild wolf with antlers slowly walked up the stairs of the altar. Lu Zhengkang knew that Heersing had come. After killing the antler wolf with a sword, an illusory spirit emerged from it.

"It's wonderful! My family, your killing deserves a commendation. Say your wish!"

Lu Zhengkang bowed slightly to Haierxin, and then repeated Mara's revelation. Without thinking, Haierxin bluntly asked him to look for the daughter of Cold Harbor. Upon receiving this accurate news, Lu Zhengkang also confirmed his guess.

Helsing asked him what else he wanted, but he was more generous than Boyexia.

Lu Zhengkang asked for the knowledge of necromantic magic, and Haiersing regretted that he was not good at this field, so he handed to Lu Zhengkang some of his collection of ancient necromancer spell books.

After Haierxin gave out the reward, he encouraged Lu Zhengkang to not forget the wildness in his heart and kill as much as he wanted, and by the way, he could expand the blood of the troll man.

Lu Zhengkang just listened, and didn't promise anything. One minute later, the content of Heelsing's words began to repeat. He himself realized that it was six minutes later, and he smacked his lips intently, and he slowly disappeared into the air.

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