Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

The surroundings were still so dark, except for the old yellowed light bulb that fell on the beam on the garbage shed, and swayed uncontrollably when the wind blew.

The entire light shining all around also swayed along with it.

The cold swept through Luo Chen in the garbage shed. He hugged Luo's father's body and lost all hope.

Ahead, at some point, a person exactly like him walked up.

Or there are some differences.

This Luo Chen has long hair and is wearing a golden battle armor. He looks like the God of War in person, holding a long sword and his eyes are cold and determined!

Cut it down and this calamity will be over.

From then on, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap. No one in the world can limit him.

Cut it off, forget about the past, move towards the future, break with the past, and become a king and an ancestor!

As long as it is cut down, the realm will no longer be a shackle!

And Luo Chen, who was crawling on Luo's father, had no expression on his face at the moment, just looking at himself coming out of the darkness!

Cut me off!

What is cut off is the past, what is cut off is the fragility of the self, and what is cut off is also the care of the past!

The long sword was held high, and the chill penetrated my body, colder than the snow and wind in the sky!

At this moment, Luo Chen, who was overcoming the tribulation, looked at this scene, and the scene seemed to be frozen.

He was also suppressed, and he was also unable to save Luo Chen in the garbage shed.

However, he was looking at the raised sword at the moment and the scene in front of him.

"Who are you waiting for?"

In despair, who can save you?

Who can help you when you are in trouble?

If you can't overcome the hurdle, who can overcome it for you?

Or, every mouthful of food you eat, every breath of air you breathe, who can replace these?

The one who can save yourself is not others, but yourself!

The Buddha will not help those who are not destined to be saved, and the gods will not save those who cannot save themselves!

At this moment, no one can help Luo Chen in the garbage shed, no one can help that powerless, weak Luo Chen.

Just like when Luo's father died, just like this moment, just like always!

If people don’t save themselves, who will save them?

At this moment, the sword of the inner demon Luo Chen has been swung down.

This sword is destined to cut off the past!

However, this sword cut through the void, and when it landed on Luo Chen who was crawling on Luo's father's body, the sword only penetrated a little bit!

Then, the sword got stuck!

There is still blood dripping from the sword!

Tick, tick, tick, the blood rolled down from the sword and fell on the snow. The white snow and the bright red blood formed a strong contrast.

However, the contrast is even stronger!

At this moment, one hand grabbed the sword!

The sword was sharp and cut my hand.

But that hand was very firm, very strong, holding the sword tightly!

And the owner of that hand was none other than Luo Chen, who was crawling on Luo's father's body.

He is the weakest Luo Chen, and he is also the Luo Chen who is at his weakest.

His arms and legs have been broken and he has become disabled.

How could he move, and how could he reach out and grasp the long sword tightly!

At this moment, the snow was getting heavier and fiercer.

In the wind and snow, the weakest disabled Luo Chen slowly stood up from the ground.

The wind and snow around him formed a vortex, forming walls of wind that picked up the surrounding wind and snow, and then spread outward.

He had white hair, which was growing visibly to the naked eye, and eventually the white hair fell to his waist, falling like a waterfall.

At this moment, a breath of extreme humanity came to my face.

At this moment, Luo Chen's eyes were filled with gold and golden light!

At the same time, a breath of human king rose into the sky!

Ripples between heaven and earth, falls nine heavens away!

"Human, human, human king?"

"He is, no, you are, are you the king of men?"

"This?" The blonde woman was completely confused.

Even Luo Chen himself looked surprised.

People have to save themselves.

In the end, he has no one else to rely on but himself!

Luo Chen thought that maybe in extreme circumstances, he would be young in an instant!

After all this is the only possibility!

But how come the aura of the King of Humans permeates the air?

But that didn't matter at the moment.

Because at this moment, Luo Chen in the garbage shed no longer needs anyone to protect him, and he no longer needs anyone to save him.

He saved himself!

In the vast world, in the vast world, the only one we can rely on is ourselves, and only we are the most reliable!

Those who save themselves will always be saved!

Those who abandon themselves will always be abandoned!

The standing figure is very oppressive and powerful.

White-haired Luo Chen stood there, his limbs clicking, his eyes filled with anger.

He looked between heaven and earth, and into nothingness.

At this moment, the human king's aura was very powerful. The terrifying aura blew the wind and snow around, forming a snowstorm. Each snowflake flew away and hit the remaining Luo Chen, making a clanging sound.

Even a snowflake was like a sharp hidden weapon, scratching the cheek of the inner demon Luo Chen, leaving a **** scratch on his face.

Just standing there, Luo Chen felt a powerful feeling emerge.

The aura of the Human King is not fake, and it is getting stronger!

Boom!

The sputtering breath sweeps everything!

"So strong!" Luo Chen said at this moment.

Although he was suppressed by five of himself

But the next moment, he saw white-haired Luo Chen holding the face of the inner demon Luo Chen with one hand, and then held him down and flew back!

The powerful instinctive power is very extreme!

This is him, Luo Chen!

This is him, a self-rescuer!

This is him too, a tribulation-rider who is unwilling to cut off the fragility of the past!

But not erasing the past seems to be extremely correct at this moment.

And this memory that I clung to, this painful memory, finally brought about the human king!

Is this the weakest Luo Chen?

At this moment, the white-haired Luo Chen struck out horizontally, and the Human King's power exploded instantly, punching out violently, shattering everything!

The blonde woman exclaimed, her mouth wide open. She had never seen anyone survive a disaster like this.

The self that was clearly about to be cut off suddenly rose up and transformed into a human king?

Looking at Luo Chen who had overcome the calamity, and then at the white-haired Luo Chen who had knocked away the inner demon Luo Chen with one punch, the blond woman felt that her thoughts were not keeping up with the situation in front of her.

Who is going through the tribulation, and whose tribulation is whose?

And the mark between heaven and earth condensed in Luo Chen's hand, who was suppressed, suddenly glowed at this moment!

At this moment, he came to help him when he was at his weakest.

Luo Chen, who was the most helpless in the garbage shed, came to help him, so what else could he not overcome?

Even though he has come to help himself, there is still a calamity that cannot be overcome?

At this moment, in the universe of death, an invisible force strikes!

The Seven Kings, who had just fallen into hallucinations, were suddenly shocked away at this moment! The breath of the human king cleanses the world!