End of ten days

Xiao Ran looked at the bare wall, and his mind gradually became blank.

This "door" that I have been knocking on... is actually just a useless decoration?

Then why were the women surrounding it just now and looking at it?

In other words, Qinglong is not in this room at all, he has left long ago?

Countless questions were swirling in Xiao Ran's mind, but no one could give her the answers at this time.

She was stuck deep in the room by her huge number of flesh and bones, unable to move, but she had no time to think about her situation, and her mind was always exploring the whereabouts of Qinglong.

After just thinking about it for a few seconds, an inexplicable feeling of loss began to spread in her heart. This feeling was like being abandoned by someone, but also like the failure of unrequited love.

After all, why did I become like this?

Isn’t it all about that Qinglong?

Because of his words, he turned into a monster. And because of his words, I came back to see him across a strange space.

But this side is like a reunion on TV, with countless difficulties always standing in its way.

Xiao Ran's sense of loss reached its peak at this time, but at this time she found that she had no way out.

If he can't rely on Qinglong now, his only fate will be death.

In desperation, the sense of loss in her heart gradually turned into a lingering obsession.

I just want to meet once...why is it so difficult?

As long as Qinglong sees himself, he will know how hard he has put in to help him.

At that time, she will gain all the trust of Qinglong and become the number two person in the entire "Land of the End".

Xiao Ran kept chanting Qinglong's name, and the "Juhua" palm began to exert pressure on the "ants" in the room.

The "ant" had no idea what was in front of him. He just felt that the "eyeball" was nearby, but it was separated by a strange and huge force.

"Qinglong... don't worry..." Xiao Ran said with a sad smile, "I will definitely find a way... just wait for me... I will help you... you will need me."

Having said that, Xiao Ran couldn't move as fast as before. She could only be stuck by her own flesh and bones, sinking deeper and deeper.

Two "ants" rushed forward with their strong bodies and slipped through Xiao Ran's fingers. They stopped at the door and then reached forward to touch the vague obstruction.

It was warm and beating, like a huge piece of flesh and blood. The two also felt each other's presence at this time. They began to type secret signals on each other to communicate the situation at hand.

They felt that this weird thing might be a rare "heaven-level", so they couldn't kill it alone and needed to mobilize more "ants".

…

Qinglong, Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan stood in the center of the room at the front of the car.

A large amount of blood almost covered the pure white room, and the walls and floors were all stained with red.

Even the apple tree in the center of the room was dripping with blood from every leaf. The room was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the ticking sound of blood falling to the ground.

This huge amount of bleeding could almost kill dozens of people, but all three of them seemed unscathed.

They just looked pale and looked a little tired.

Zhang Shan turned his head and looked at Qiao Jiajin. He felt that Qiao Jiajin's habit of taking off his clothes before fighting was indeed a bit good. Now his own tattered clothes were hanging on his body, covered with blood, sticky and heavy, and completely unsuitable. Good for fighting.

But at this moment, in the middle of the fight, he suddenly started to take off his clothes, but it seemed a bit embarrassing.

Qinglong's feeling is even more strange. Under normal circumstances, he should not be so seriously injured when fighting against these two people, but some strange memories will fly into his mind from time to time, and it will suddenly become chaotic at certain moments. , these two states were like two illusory sharp swords, inserted into his mind from two directions.

And in front of him were two other real swords.

The illusory sword attacks the spirit, the real sword corrodes the body.

It seems that there are death traps in the four directions, front, rear, left and right, and a little negligence may lead to catastrophe.

Zhang Shan shook off the blood on his skin and said, "No wonder you are never afraid of death. It turns out you are also a 'Tian Xingjian'." "

"So what's going on now..." Qinglong snorted, "The three of us who can't die... are we going to fight here until the universe is destroyed?"

"It doesn't necessarily take that long, little green boy." Qiao Jiajin shook his head, "If you are really tired, you can give in first, I'm OK."

"Fuck." Zhang Shan also smiled, "I don't think the beating will last that long. If we beat for a while, our blood will fill the room. Then we will see who can hold his breath."

"It seems to make sense." Qiao Jiajin nodded, "Watch it to the end and see who drowns first. Little Green Boy, how are your swimming skills?"

"It's okay." Qinglong replied, "But I don't think we will drag it to this point. After all, I haven't used any "immortal magic" yet. The fight so far is just to see what I am capable of. "

"What a coincidence." Qiao Jiajin nodded, "The liar taught me a two-word formula that I haven't used yet, and it's just the right way to defeat you."

Qinglong's expression darkened, and he turned to look in the direction of the "door".

Just now, he could still hear the rustling sounds outside the "door", but after a short tap, all the sounds outside the "door" disappeared, and even "Spirit Hearing" could not capture any sounds. .

He just hoped that no one would dare to touch the "door", otherwise things would be a bit troublesome.

So who was the person who knocked on the door just now?

That short knock made his brain feel chaotic for a moment, as if even the most basic "immortal method" began to struggle.

"It seems that some ghost is haunting me..." Qinglong looked at the two coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, are you really not going to kill Tianlong now?"

As soon as the voice fell, the ceiling began to slowly turn gray and black, obviously some strange dark clouds were condensing.

"Even if it is "Heavenly Movement", it may not be able to withstand my next attack." Qinglong had no expression on his face, but slowly raised his hand to the air, "Now as long as you choose to kill Tianlong, we will forgive the past. "

Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin both looked up at the ceiling covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Can flesh and blood really resist this kind of thing?

Even if we hide, where can we hide?

"Tattooed boy...what do you say?" Zhang Shan asked, looking at the thunder in the sky.

"Big guy, if one of us is struck, the other will be fatally injured." Qiao Jiajin replied in a low voice, "So no matter who is injured, your "Heavenly Movement" may be indirectly invalidated."

"I do it, what do you mean?"

"Big guy, let's kill Tianlong together."

"Hey?"

"What else can we do?" Qiao Jiajin said seriously, "Do we really have to watch the thunder strike like this? I can't bear it, let's go, kill Tianlong."