End Times Dust Light

  Lu Ziming looked at the three humanities who slowly recovered their sanity from the horror: "Do you still want to enter the holy mountain now?"

Legend has it that the person who entered the sacred mountain died of nine deaths, and the last one became mad. At this moment, he believed that the legend was true. If he hadn't walked out of the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, his nerves would have become extremely hard, I am afraid that the wind will be stunned. Abnormal.

  It’s no use at this time. People dare to say that they want to enter the holy mountain. I am afraid that the holy mountain is many times more terrifying than the tragic wind and horror. The prediction is true.

"Road! The capable ones are going in, what shall we do?" Zhuo Ma stared at the rows of people in the distance, dragging his frustrated body, and walked into the mountain gate under the **** of the soldiers. The dark mountain gate looked like a picture. The big mouth of the ancient beast swallowed everything.

   "Go back, it's too dangerous here."

Saiyiti nodded and lifted Zhuoma on the ground and walked down the hill. Gulijin finally glanced at the figure in the distance, and turned his head unwillingly to look at Saiyiti, still unable to muster his courage.

   Zhuo Ma looked back at Lu Ziming on the hillside, with strange eyes full of puzzlement, "The way! You go", at this moment Zhuo Ma had no sense to force him anymore.

   "Let's go, I want to go in and have a look?"

  Lu Ziming hesitated. It is not his nature to take risks. He has no idea what dangers are in the sacred mountain, but he can't resist the curiosity in his heart. Why is he in the grassland and why he appears near Saiying Mountain? Is it all a coincidence?

This is not a matter of choosing whether to enter the holy mountain, nor is it a matter of choosing right or wrong. Since I escaped from a closed space and came to Saiying Mountain, all this is not accidental, but inevitable. What is in the dark? Pushing himself forward, let himself enter the holy mountain to take a look.

He didn't know what was waiting for him in the holy mountain, but the yin wind blew by just now, and he felt a huge surging energy in the yin wind. In an instant, the energy in his body increased by 200 units, which is absolutely nothing. coincide.

He doesn’t believe there are ghosts and gods in the world. If he must say that ghosts and gods exist, it may be a kind of energy that humans have not yet mastered. The energy in the yin wind just illustrates this point. The fear comes to people’s hearts, and the yin wind is nothing but energy. The hand that opened that door.

  Stay and enter the holy mountain. Maybe there will be no chance in the future. Any mechanism has a way to crack it. Although he doesn't think he is the one who cracked it, this does not prevent him from wanting to enter the holy mountain. This self-confidence comes from a closed space. You can escape from the closed space. Why should you be afraid of an artificial mechanism?

Zhuo Ma pushed away Saiyiti, who was carrying herself, and walked hard to Lu Ziming's side, and looked at him with firm eyes, saying: "I also want to enter the holy mountain, not because of Wendona, but myself. Entering the sacred mountain is the dream of every child on the grassland. I don’t want to lose this opportunity, even if I die, I will die in it!"

  For Lu Ziming, Dolma is a burden. The sacred mountain can't be calm and the waves can only be extremely dangerous. It is good to be able to save one's life in the sacred mountain. Who has the energy to take care of others.

Zhuoma stretched out a hand, spread out his palm and continued: "After entering the holy mountain, I will not hurt you, life and death will be safe. Maybe it is a blessing in disguise, just like you said, my talent is electricity, and I was lightning. After the hit, although my body was hurt, my talent was unexpectedly enhanced. Now I can protect myself." A bright line appeared in Zhuoma's hand, and the hot light instantly vaporized the falling raindrops. Make a "chih" sound.

"what!"

Lu Ziming sighed secretly, Zhuo Ma’s changes really surprised him. If he only looked at the flash of light in Zhuo Ma’s hand, his super power had reached rank 4 or higher, but Zhuo Ma’s super power level did indeed stay at rank 2. Increased the second order out of thin air.

  "But your current body?" It's not enough to have superpowers. No one knows what will happen in the holy mountain. He can at least run if he can't beat it, but Zhuoma's body makes him a little unable to make up his mind.

  "Road! I am going to enter the holy mountain by myself, and it has nothing to do with you. Even if you block me, I will enter the holy mountain, and Saiyi and Gulijin will also go with me."

  He suddenly felt like he had been deceived. Zhuoma had been waiting for him to make up his mind, as if he knew that he would enter the holy mountain. Only after hearing the story of the holy sword, I had the idea of ​​entering the holy mountain. Later, I quickly dispelled this idea. It was not until I appeared in the valley again that I vaguely raised the idea of ​​entering the holy mountain, Zhuo How did Ma know that he was going to enter the holy mountain? Does he know how to read minds?

"Okay, Zhuoma! No matter what you think, no one knows what is in the holy mountain, but one thing is for sure. The three of you are very weak. Don't expect anyone to keep you. I'm not sure that I can come out alive. Is it too late for you to quit now?"

   "Road! You are right, no one can control who enters the holy mountain, we will take care of ourselves."

  "Road! Entering the sacred mountain is the dream of every grasslander. Even if you don’t enter, we will enter. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Lu Ziming knows that the sacred mountain of Saiying Mountain is an eternal dream in the hearts of the grassland people. It is actually the same as the Christian holy places of Jerusalem, the Vatican, and Santiago. There is a sacred place in the heart of every nation. Many people will live in it. Going once, even if you sacrifice your own life, you will not hesitate.

This is not the holy place in Lu Ziming's heart. He can't understand why Zhuoma and the others want to be a man with a man's arm as a car, and they are self-conscious, but this does not prevent him from using his own thinking to understand their crazy behavior. Maybe in their eyes, the holy mountain is not right. The wrong point is only the comfort of the soul.

Lu Ziming pointed at Saiying Mountain and said: "Now is the best chance to get into the holy mountain. They may not notice us. Zhuoma and I are a group. If we are found, we will separate. Don’t Go hard, understand?"

  When the scene of entering the sacred mountain is chaotic, perhaps it has not been reflected from the yin wind just now, and not everyone has the courage to enter the sacred mountain after the yin wind has passed. Most of the capable people who entered the holy mountain were forced. Some threatened people crowded together, and many more did not know what was happening. Under the threat of soldiers, they moved reluctantly, as if it was turned on. The gate of the holy mountain is his execution ground.

Lu Ziming, four people wearing raincoats, mixed in the middle of the team in groups of two. No one came forward to question. Perhaps in their eyes, no one would willingly enter the holy mountain, especially after something strange like Yinfeng happened. The holy mountain is even more unpredictable.