The edge of pure land

When the gravel was torn apart by the strong wind, before Zhang Boheng could react, he saw a bright blue lightning coming towards him and the sound of thunder rolling in.

This was the first time Lu Fuji used a combination of techniques. He endured the risk of his body being exploded, and his fingertips touched the target's chest like a bright electric light, followed by the sound of explosive thunder, and countless The violent arc just spurted out!

There was a dull sound, and gravel exploded in Zhang Boheng's chest. It turned out that he used sand to create a layer of armor on his chest for defense.

But even so, the lightning released by Lu Fuji still shattered Sha Gu's defense, and then penetrated his shoulder, leaving a shocking blood hole.

The third realm versus the fifth realm, this is already a shocking result.

When Lu Fuji wanted to continue his output, he was pulled over.

"Watch your step!"

Ai Yue spit out a hurricane force, using the reaction force of the huge wind pressure to carry them back. The ground under their feet suddenly softened and turned into sand silently.

If they were still where they were, they would be deeply involved.

"How did you come?"

Lu Fuji was panting: "Aren't you still recovering from your injuries?"

"After we survive from the underground ruins, we will definitely be silenced. I waited for a long time, but no one came, so their priority target will only be you. This guy followed the special train from Jianglin Station , I followed him all the way here." Ai Yue's eyes were sharp and stern, and a bottle of bright red blood hung on her wrist, which was clearly the real blood.

In fact, after sleeping for five hundred years, there was no friendship between the two of them, but after the incident at the underground ruins, they had a common goal.

That is to avenge Lu Ming.

Now that the enemy is right in front of us, we naturally have to fight side by side.

Zhang Boheng glanced at the wound on his right shoulder and didn't even think about stopping the bleeding. A sneer appeared on his face that was pierced by the scar: "The two of them arrived together, just what I wanted."

From the looks of it, either Lu Fuji or Ai Yue.

Not even looked down upon by him.

Lu Fuji turned his head and glanced at the girl beside him.

Her eyes were focused and sharp, but her expression was not relaxed.

They were both in the fifth majestic realm, but the first genius in the military department felt the pressure.

As blood flowed from the corners of Ai Yue's eyes, her eyes became surprised: "It's strange, my eyes of the dead soul told me that this guy is a person who died once. Could it be that he has used the blood of a sage? But if it is In this way, his rank will fall, and he shouldn't be so strong."

Lu Fuji frowned: "Is it possible that he has fallen?"

Zhang Boheng grinned: "It didn't fall."

He raised his hand, and countless bullets gathered from the gravel poured out like a shotgun firing wildly, shooting at the boys and girls in the ruins.

"cover me!"

Ai Yue rode the strong wind and swooped up, dodging against the overwhelming sand and gravel bullets. The moment she rushed in front of the target, she launched a violent storm of swordsmanship. Countless biting wind blades howled and dispersed, turning into weeping ghosts. , strong desire for death.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Boheng's melee strength was not weak at all. He used gravel armor to protect his body and used quicksand to create a giant axe. He was not at a disadvantage when facing the endless wind ghosts.

Lu Fuji kept bombarding with thunder from behind, but was blocked by the opponent's sand shield. The sand and gravel seemed to be endless and could not be consumed at all.

The opponent can even create a five-meter-thick giant shield for defense.

It just doesn't make sense.

"The body of fission, the virtual ghost technique at the virtual level, corresponds to the authority of the wild god-level ghost. This is a gift from God. Logically speaking, people like me should have died more than ten years ago. , but the great god gave me strength."

Zhang Boheng laughed heartily, as if he had been suppressed in anonymity for too long and needed a stage to show his presence: "The Curse of Origin is both a gift and a curse. The Curse of Origin allowed me to break out of my cocoon and be reborn. Not only did I master the powerful supernatural The ghost technique has also made us a member of the Creation Race. But it has also given us this fate that we can never escape from!"

I saw that his whole body was dripping with rich dark matter, spreading like black flames, so mysterious and profound in the night: "You two are very outstanding young people, why don't you come to me and wait for you?" . Devotion to the human world is worthless. Even if it is stronger than the first and second generations, it will also die young because the life structure is destroyed. "

"For someone as strong as Metanzo, he could only be trapped in the holy mountain, resisting in vain for eighteen years without ever seeing the light of day. For someone as strong as Constantine, wouldn't he be ruined in the end and die in the North Pole?"

He laughed wildly and said: "If you correct your beliefs in time and offer loyalty to the great God of Origin, you can gain the power of this curse and give you a chance to be reborn!"

Ai Yue broke through his sand shield with a sharp slash, and countless wind souls gathered together, tearing apart the wild sand in the sky: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, his strength is superior to you and me. , there is no need to recruit us at all.”

Zhang Boheng spread his hands, and the gravel gathered together like a sea tide. In just a short moment, it split tens of millions of times, like a terrifying sandstorm, covering his head: "Colonel Ai Yue, you are wrong. Of course I I sincerely invite you, because the resurrection of the gods requires strength, and naturally the more creation races the better... We are his sacrifices!"

Boom!

Ai Yue continued to cut down the hurricane against the roaring tide. The roaring wind pressure cut through the sand and dust and bombarded the enemy. Its own destructive power was not enough to break the defense, but the strong will of death remained, causing countless The gravel is weathered into soil.

Zhang Boheng continued to split the gravel and continued to bombard it.

The battle in the fifth majestic realm created terrifying life energy.

The fluctuations of life are as deep as the ocean.

"That black spell looks familiar!"

Lu Buer was stunned. It turned out that this was the purpose of the god in the Creation Mother's Nest to control the creation race. When he saw the strange flaming incantation, the God's seed actually appeared. There was a strange movement, and he heard the ethereal and cold voice again.

"The curse of the gods has been detected, and the information is being unlocked."

"The interpretation of the curse of the gods is completed, and the information is open!"

"The curse of origin is essentially a curse from the gods. In ancient legends, the great nest of creation gave birth to gods that symbolized the origin. The awakening of the great source will be the end of the world. The gods gave the curse of origin, using rebirth as a gift to transform Believers. The curse of origin will remain in the bodies of believers forever, copying its numerology. Until the gods recycle it and complete themselves!"

After the information was unlocked, Lu Buer's mind exploded in an instant. This was clearly what appeared in the second half of the ancient book. Perhaps because it was written by humans, it did not trigger the recognition function of the God's Seed until This is the moment I saw the real thing!

He vaguely figured out something.

Those are the four major systems that have appeared so far.

Numerology.

Technique.

Soul Blade.

White Walkers.

The first three still maintain the original flavor of the evolved ones, but the existence of the White Walkers seems out of place. It seems to be bewitching humans to step into the taboo door, and it has been out of control since then.

He had also been curious before about why ghost magic was taboo.

Now he understands.

Because the god in the holy mountain seems to be in an incomplete state at the moment, and his awakening will inevitably require a lot of energy, and it is likely that only numerology can provide this demand.

But the problem is that the gods may not be able to absorb the numerology of the evolvers.

So what to do?

It's very simple, just let human beings' numerology become dark.

And the gods don't need to worry about humans rejecting this power, because human nature is exactly the same as involution. As long as one person reaches the top with the ability of ghost magic, countless people will rush to follow suit. This is the same as the existence of tutoring classes. You can choose to refuse, but the price you have to bear is a lack of competitiveness.

Constantine was the first person to attend tutoring classes.

A divine monarch will be created directly for you.

Just ask you if you are afraid.

The power of ghost magic is so powerful that no one cares whether it is a trap from the gods. Everyone will flock to it and even be willing to die for it.

Perhaps Medanzo was aware of this back then.

Therefore, the promotion of ghost magic was prevented.

If everyone in the world is the owner of strange ghost magic, then the gods can spread the curse of origin, copy their numerology, and complete themselves!

Damn it.

Lu Fuji would rather not know anything about this level of secrecy.

Just when he was stunned, the terrifying sandstorm had already fallen, and what greeted it was a circling and roaring tornado, endless gravel and wind blades cutting together, making a huge sound.

It's like the end of the world.

Zhang Boheng concentrated on controlling the sandstorm.

Ai Yue is also concentrating on performing the exquisite sword dance. Her dance is agile and ethereal, and the wind pressure created by her movements makes the tornado even more terrifying.

Lu Fuji took the opportunity to raise his right hand, and dark thunder light gathered.

However, at this moment, the swirling and whistling tornadoes surged upwards, roaring to the sky like evil ghosts in the wind, and the strong will of death spread out endlessly.

The gravel has weathered.

Just when Ai Yue was about to win the battle, thick blood flowed from her eyes, and she couldn't help but groaned, and blood spread on her chest.

Her old injury has returned!

The terrifying devil in the wind collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.

"It's a pity that the chess move was just one step away!"

Zhang Boheng sneered: "Die."

Countless gravels gathered into spikes and suddenly attacked Ai Yue!

At the critical moment, Lu Fuji suddenly dodged in front of him, using the dark electromagnetic field as a defense, he blocked the blow with his back and was blown away on the spot!

Although he is of low rank, his defense is strong.

Ten Ai Yues could not resist being beaten as well as him.

But the problem is that for now he can only resist beatings.

I saw Lu Fuji holding the girl in his arms and falling into the bronze ruins together. The huge shock caused their blood to surge, and the prepared spells collapsed.

"Brother Xiaolu, watch your back!"

Ai Yue raised her head from the boy's arms and suddenly reminded her.

Lu Fuji turned around and saw a fist covered in gravel, hitting his front like a heavy hammer. In desperation, he could only raise his fist to fight!

boom!

Just for a moment, under the protection of the immortal body, the bones of Lu Fuji's right hand were still cracked, and the huge shock directly deformed his right arm.

Ai Yue looked at the young man standing in front of her and realized that he in the third world could not be a match for an enemy of this level, so she tried to stand up and fight again despite her injuries.

But Zhang Boheng was condescending and smiled sarcastically.

"How about, you still have one last chance to choose."

He paused: "Do you want to be one of us?"

In an instant, Ai Yue paused because she observed that all directions were covered by countless sharp gravels. As long as she made the slightest movement, she would be penetrated on the spot.

Turned into a pool of blood mist.

Even deer will die.

Ai Yue was so anxious that she didn't dare to act rashly, because she still had ten seconds left for her spell to be ready again, and it wouldn't be a problem to blow away the gravel by then.

But the point is, they may not have ten seconds left.

Lu Fuji froze on the spot. Whether it was because the immortal body's defense was broken, or because of the stimulation caused by the severe pain, his whole body became sluggish.

Actually, neither.

Because in the deepest part of his consciousness, the great and noble god opened the vertical pupils on his forehead, and a mysterious and deep light flowed, as if there were endless secrets hidden.

"Curse of Origin Detected."

"Recycle or not?"

Lu Fujiu chose recycling without hesitation!

This scene was like the star-absorbing technique in martial arts novels five hundred years ago. The heart mark on his right hand suddenly became brighter, and countless strands of darkness came out, roaring.

Zhang Boheng thought he was sure of winning, but at this moment he was surprised to find that the curse of origin flowing on his body faded away like the tide, just like being swept into the current of the ruins, and was submerged without a trace!

The curse that symbolized nobility and destiny was actually gradually fading away.

The shackles in the dark world are slowly breaking down.

Everything comes from Lu Fuji's right hand.

"How can this be?"

Zhang Boheng was stunned and looked at this scene in disbelief.

The curse of origin is being stripped away.

If this continues, he will no longer be a member of the Creation Race.

He will be free!

"Yes, how is this possible?"

Lu Fuji was also stunned, because he could feel that after the Origin Curse was swallowed, the darkened numerology was integrated into his body, and his immortal body was evolving crazily, as if it had been going on for decades. Days of hard work will eventually lead to transformation.

And in the deepest part of his consciousness.

It was as if he had seen the noble and graceful god again. The seed of the god on his forehead was flowing with mysterious brilliance, and the only bright red magatama became richer.

When the immortal body transforms.

The instinct to fight surged into the depths of the boy's mind like a tide.

He followed his subconscious and raised his right hand.

There was a faint light of thunder.

Countless overlapping thunderous sounds rolled through the darkness.

Lu Fuji raised his broken right finger bone, and the violent thunder almost burst his body. Along with the endless electric light, he suddenly burst out, and countless thunder exploded!

Immortal body, beyond limits!

In Zhang Boheng's exploding eyes, thunder engulfed him like a wave.