Arad's crooked savior

The vicissitudes of time have not eradicated the greed of the Ghost Clan.

There was a rusty sword stuck in the old man's chest, piercing it front and back. He was dead, and the fire of life was extinguished, but an obsession remained. Every once in a while, it evolved into the sword energy that sliced ​​open the moon, and it became an instinct. .

After death, he could still remain clear-headed with his obsessions, without the turbid resentment of ghosts and gods. Mavis believed that his predecessor was extraordinary enough and worthy of being a brilliant man of that era.

"I have been here three times in total, but you are still new to it and have no impression at all."

The old man raised his hand and used his finger as a sword. The bright and violent sword energy contained a sense of death. Not only did it split the royal capital into two, but countless ghost clansmen died under the sword energy.

He doesn't look like a senior who is waiting for his juniors to come and preach and solve their problems. Instead, he looks like a ruthless god of killing, annihilating all those who disturb him.

Hundreds of tribes and forces, large and small, began to fight for the secrets in the royal capital. Blood flowed in the streets and washed into rivers. The corpses were paved into new ground and were trampled under their feet. No one would go. Take a souvenir.

There are also people coming here, but there is a powerful restrictive barrier nearby, and the weak are not allowed to get close. In a sense, it also represents the dissipated ancient civilization.

"Old man, I need your emotions to strike out with that fatal sword again." Casillas's palm slowly placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His style of conduct has always been neat, clean and straightforward.

"I'm already dead, how can I die again? If this body is immortal, you can wait for the next ten years of blood moon."

"We can't wait ten years!" Casillas said coldly.

He was a little better, but Sodros' blood was drying up and he had lost the protection of the Tower of Despair. His hair had turned grayer, but only one pair of eyes were still bright and cold.

"Haha...what's your name? It's really nice."

Facing the rude attitude of his senior, the old man unexpectedly laughed, and his wrinkled face softened a little. For the first time, someone didn't care about the majestic fighting spirit in his body, and pursued the pure swordsmanship, that endless decisive sword.

Casillas's face twitched, and he was irritated. Why are these guys just like that woman?

The rusty sword that had pierced the old man's chest suddenly had a clear and translucent sword intent, fading away from decay and becoming flawless.

"The opportunity to kill me,

Or this Sword Book, you choose one. "He pulled out his long sword. The sword was engraved with ancient runes. It was absolutely extraordinary.

Ye Lin glanced at it, looked directly at the source of the rune text, and wrote down the content. If it is useful in the future, he will write it down.

There is no end to learning, and there must be a teacher. After all, this is the secret of the swordsmanship of a half-step origin level expert. It is worth watching carefully.

"I am going to challenge an opponent that is almost impossible to defeat, and I need your decisive sword and your ultimate sword will."

As for killing this dead old man, it is inexplicable and unreasonable!

He had challenged the old man Luke before, but he was criticized by the people in the demon world, saying that he bullied the lonely old man and did not have the demeanor of a strong man. Casillas was wronged and could not defend himself.

Although he doesn't care about his reputation, he doesn't like to be blamed casually. In his full state, the old man is the monarch of light and darkness, the king of Hebron.

It wasn't until the Silent City incident that he was cleared of the blame, but it also left a sequelae: he felt guilty when he saw the old man and didn't want to take action.

"Casillas, you are you, but you are not him after all." Ye Lin suddenly said, still a bit mysterious, but it shocked Casillas and kept him silent for a long time.

Casillas took the sword and turned around to leave. He suddenly figured out how he could wield a weapon that burned blood and soul when he was not in a desperate situation and was not in danger of death without that kind of status bonus. A fatal sword.

He is not this old man. Why did the other party die in the first place and under what condition did he strike out with that sword? This is a miracle that can only be referenced once or twice and cannot be replicated a second time.

Fight to the death!

Whether it is rebirth from the cocoon or the final glory of the sword, the indomitable will to die is the prerequisite.

"I am obsessed." Casillas closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the wind and thunder moved. Even if he died, he would still wield his own sword.

"I should be able to find Kahn." Ye Lin said again.

"Haha, do you want me to die early? Burn a piece of paper for me with Bibi." The fourth uncle made a cold joke. He had a contract with Bibi, and now he really wants to leave.

Ye Lin felt that the other sword was not yet a chance for the opponent, because another conqueror had already achieved it because of his determination to fight to the death.

"Young descendant of the Ghost Clan, do you really want to leave?" The old man stood up slowly, his rough and jerky joints crackling. In an instant, a fighting spirit as bright as the blazing sun burst out from his body, the final sublimation after death. , with a vague meaning of transcendence.

"If you provide me with a good drink, I can stay for a while, but if I look at it, it's all broken metal and broken tiles."

"I didn't expect that the prophecy would come true. There would be a king who would dominate the world, ignore the temptation of fighting spirit, and rule the world."

The Talma Empire, a brilliant and splendid civilization, is the overlord of the planet Aiken. Whether it is the vast grasslands, the vast oceans, the high mountains, it is the royal land.

The warlike blood of the Ghost Tribe drove the empire to be invincible, and the achievements of civilization began to shine. Swordsmanship, secret techniques, sects, and temples emerged like stars, and one by one they bloomed like thousands of flowers.

One hundred moonlight secret arts are just one star of that era.

Until, just like Feng Ying created Liang Yi Gong, Aiken also had amazing talents, and a training faction called "Dou Qi" appeared.

There is almost no threshold for the cultivation of Dou Qi, unless you are a dull idiot... It is a kind of power that is dissolved in flesh, blood and bones. After practice, it can greatly strengthen the body and make rapid progress. It is in line with the warlike blood of the Ghost Clan and is perfectly applicable. It is applicable to various secret techniques, so it immediately spread widely among the ghost clan and became a mainstream.

Until, by chance, someone discovered that by killing other ghosts who practiced fighting spirit, they could swallow their fighting spirit and use it for their own use.

There are ghosts and shadows who have made rapid progress with this state, but their physical changes are becoming more and more serious, their emotions are becoming more cold, and their war-thirst is high.

Perhaps, it is not an "accidental" opportunity. According to the cockroach theory, when an evil thing is put on the table, there are already many bones in the secret.

Later, the most serious situation also appeared. Some nobles kept slaves who practiced fighting spirit and killed them like livestock, using them as stepping stones to improve their own realm. They were towers built piece by piece with bones and blood.

"Sure enough, as Ganzhe guessed, the situation of the Ghost Clan and the Magic Lancers is similar, but Aiken is a full member of the Magic Lancers, and even crazier." Xiaoyu said.

Feng Ying clicked her tongue in surprise and said: "I think it's a bit like the online game played by Beyana. You can gain experience and level up by killing monsters."

"Since the side effects of Dou Qi are so obvious, why not ban it?" Hiatt couldn't help but ask. Her sword control technique was originally a forbidden technique in the empire, and only those with permission can practice it.

"It's probably because fighting spirit has spread too widely, similar to the extraordinary ability of the Eye of Darkness, and the side effects of fighting spirit can be passed on to others. It's too tempting." Mo Mei shuddered slightly, if she said, Qi practitioners can seize each other's Qi achievements, with disastrous consequences.

This is no longer something that the empire can prohibit, but an unstoppable greedy ambition, like a flood that breaks a dam, overwhelming the earth.

"Ghost King Drazan has a hundred thousand fighting ghosts. He kills a certain number every day to gain the power of fighting spirit." Sodros said calmly. He has been in Aiken for a while and knows more than Astros. . uuread a book

Feng Ying quickly examined her Liangyi Gong. The three flowers gathered at the top, the five qi came to the source, and the seven stars shone. They were all normal and said: "So, someone wants to kill you to get the results of your realm?"

"My brother."

Dou Qi was a cultivation method that he accidentally understood when he was practicing a moonlight secret technique, using moonlight to temper his body. Later, the Talma Empire Building collapsed, and he was stabbed through the heart in the back. With a decisive blow of infinite anger and grief, he The sword was released towards the moon.

"Actually, there are some ghosts and shadows who practice Dou Qi normally, but if you don't eat people, others want to eat you all the time, so you have to eat people." Soderos continued.

He met an ascetic gatekeeper of a temple named "Xi Ni". People thought that there were treasures in the temple he guarded, and they also took a fancy to his strong fighting spirit. They wanted to break in, but they were defeated by Xi Ni. subordinates.

Battle after battle, more and more corpses rotted in the temple. Xi Ni was awakened by the battle and thirsty for blood. He pulled out the pillars of the temple, killed wantonly, and absorbed the fighting spirit of others.

If you don’t want to become someone else’s food, you have to eat people first!