Demon Sword God

Boom——

Boom——

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Pa tap tap tap——

The huge thunder, accompanied by the impact of cold water droplets on the body, finally gradually awakened Mu Lin from the coma. After many days of exhaustion, Mu Lin really wanted to continue lying on the ground to rest, but...

Even if you are desperate, life must go on.

I opened my eyes tiredly, seeing a gray sky and thick dark clouds.

This is the only rain that falls in the Ace Mountains every six years.

Sitting up from the ground in a daze, Mu Lin shook his head hard and recalled the explosion before waking up. Anyone who was not a fool would see that it was the self-destruction of the dark mage.

A dark mage's self-destruction can be so powerful. Even though Mu Lin used the only golden life-saving scroll handed down from his ancestors, the golden light only withstood most of the aftermath. Mu Lin was still injured, and his internal organs were torn apart.

The pain was like cracking. Mu Lin tried hard to circulate the fighting energy in his body, but for a moment, Mu Lin's face showed an expression of disbelief.

He, a fourth-level knight's fighting spirit, had just inexplicably disappeared from his body without a trace.

What's happening here?

Mu Lin was a little confused.

Every warrior who practices Dou Qi has a "magic core" in his body that stores magic power similar to that of a magician. The "Qi core" is used to store Dou Qi. The higher his ability, the greater the capacity of the "Qi core" and the stronger it is.

.The accumulation and deployment of fighting spirit are all accomplished through the energy core.

But now, Mu Lin's fighting energy has not only disappeared without a trace, but also the energy core in his body has disappeared.

Could it be that by working hard to save your life, all the fighting spirit that you have cultivated for ten years will disappear? If the fighting spirit is gone, it can take a certain amount of time to recover. But if the Qi core is gone, you can only start from scratch with the most basic martial arts.

Start cultivating Qi core again.

In the practice of martial arts, the best time to lay the foundation is before the age of twelve. After this age, it is difficult to cultivate the Qi core, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future because of the weak foundation. Once you are over eighteen years old,

Less than ten of the ten thousand cultivators can cultivate the Qi Core. Even if they can cultivate the Qi Core, the quality of the Qi Core is destined to be low, and the highest level of cultivation will only be a second-level knight.

At this moment, Mu Lin could only smile bitterly.

Is this your destiny?

With a deep sigh, Mu Lin stood up. Looking around, there was nothing around him. Even the war horse that followed him to escape had disappeared. Perhaps it had disappeared in the explosion.

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The thunder gradually became quieter, and the raindrops became sparse.

Mu Lin straightened his armor, picked up his knight's heavy sword and walked towards the area where the explosion had just occurred.

I don’t know what will be left after this explosion.

Every step he took was filled with the pain of tearing his internal organs. Mu Lin kept walking. If he couldn't get to the residential area of ​​​​the Ace Mountains quickly, then he might really die in this unknown area.

The area of ​​​​Warcraft. Slowly, perhaps because of adapting to the pain, the tearing feeling in the internal organs seems to be much lighter. The land at the center of the explosion has turned into a scorched black, and the remaining dark elements have turned into black.

The smoke and dust are gradually disappearing into the air. There are no corpses on the broken land, and even the fragments of armor have disappeared without a trace. This is the corrosive nature of dark magic.

"Well?"

On the charred land, a half-broken black coffin stood alone and abruptly, although it could be seen with the naked eye that the black coffin was slowly decomposing.

What kind of material is this? It hasn't been corroded yet. Mu Lin's curiosity was suddenly piqued.

In the explosion just now, even the elders of the temple were dead. What kind of material was it made of? It was only half broken under such circumstances. Could it be that it was not a divine weapon? No wonder a high-level dark mage would personally

Escort.

Curious, Mu Lin endured the pain and walked to the black coffin. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch this magical substance. Mu Lin did not expect that the moment his fingers touched the black coffin, there was a sudden sound on the black coffin's body.

Purple lightning flashed, and Mu Lin's finger hurt. A drop of blood quietly dripped down and fell on the black coffin.

Can this thing still hurt people?

Mu Lin shuddered. It's better not to touch it. Let's see what's inside first. Thinking, Mu Lin turned around and walked around the black coffin towards the broken gap in the other half. The moment Mu Lin turned around, he didn't notice that he was

The drop of blood was quickly absorbed by the black coffin, and then, a black-purple light flew out of the black coffin, penetrated into his body and disappeared in an instant.

Arriving at the gap, Mu Lin hesitated slightly and looked around.

For a moment, I was shocked.

Inside the black coffin, there are neither countless gold and silver treasures, nor some gleaming artifacts, nor elixir materials that are hard to find. There are no luxurious decorations inside the black coffin. There is only one person lying inside.

people.

A comatose girl with black hair and black clothes, with a trace of black blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

The delicate face has not been painted with heavy makeup, and has a natural and calm beauty. The thin body shows that the girl is slightly malnourished. The long hair is pressed under her body, and the girl's chest can be seen rising and falling weakly.

She can still be saved, this was Mu Lin's only thought. Just when Mu Lin's hand was about to touch the girl, the black blood at the corner of the girl's mouth deeply stimulated Mu Lin's heart.

Whether it is a dark mage or a demon, Mu Lin has never seen it with his own eyes. The only thing Mu Lin knows is that whether it is a demon or a dark mage, they have one thing in common, which is the color of their magic or fighting spirit.

They are all black. The only way to distinguish between demons and dark mages is the color of blood. Human blood is red, while demon blood is black.

Demon clan...

Hmm, why does my body hurt so much...

Why does my head hurt so much...

Why can't I remember anything...

Feeling the countless images flying out of her body and moving further and further away from her, the girl stretched out her hands in horror to grab those memories that seemed extremely important.

Don't...don't leave me...I'm so scared...

In the darkness, the girl struggled hard to grasp the warmth that was gradually leaving, but those images seemed to have no physical existence, passing through the girl's hands and flying away, getting further and further away.

"Qingqing... Qingqing..." A picture with anxious eyes and a familiar call flew out of the girl's body.

What is this? Who is this voice? So familiar, so kind...

"Qingqing... Qingqing..."

Qingqing, are you calling me? I am... Qingqing? The girl was stunned for a moment.

boom--

There was a sudden enlightenment in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the darkness in Qingqing's heart quickly faded. Finally, she could faintly feel her own existence...

"Qingqing, Qingqing... Where are you... Brother needs you, Qingqing... Qing..." As the picture in her mind became farther and farther away, the calling voice suddenly became smaller, and then disappeared. Qingqing panicked for a moment.

, my slightly settled mind suddenly lost its direction.

"Brother, brother...don't leave Qingqing...brother."

In anxiety, Qingqing tried her best to reach forward, hoping to catch the picture that was getting farther and farther away from her, but in the end the picture flew further and further away. Qingqing's heart stung for a moment.

"Don't leave me. Brother..."

Qingqing struggled to open her eyes. After twisting and turning with blurred vision, she finally managed to see clearly the sad dark blue pupils of the blond hair in front of her. And those pupils full of sadness, the kind of vented emotion, were actually the same as those that were vented.

The image in my mind that was about to leave me was exactly the same.

"Brother...brother...I feel so much pain, don't leave me...I want to go home...I'm afraid." Qingqing's heart seemed to have found its direction for a moment, and she tried hard to reach out to the figure in front of her, and Qingqing's hand

The moment she was about to come into contact with the blue pupils, the sudden severe pain in her head made her lose consciousness again.

Mu Lin has never seen such a pair of eyes, with deep black pupils, as pure as virginity, without any impurities. This is a kind of shocking peace and cleanliness. This sacred feeling prompts even if you pay for it,

It was worth it. But just such a pair of pupils quickly dimmed in front of him.

"Brother...brother...I feel so much pain, don't leave me...I want to go home...I'm afraid"

The girl stretched out her hand, and it sank instantly.

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