God level funny comparison system

"Crack! Tom!"

The Scorching Flame Demon Sword drew a fire arc in the air, and pierced into the highest mountain with a click. Immediately, the fire filled the air, and soon covered a large black mountain.

And Zhang Long, like a meteor, smashed a hole in the mountain, and fell into the highest peak.

After being hit repeatedly by the masters of the Tongtian stage, Zhang Long did not know how much blood he vomited out, and felt that his entire soul was vomited out. The moment he flew out, he suddenly felt no pain, and his whole body was light and his consciousness was hazy. , the body seems to be no longer his own.

He thought he couldn't hold on anymore.

But his figure crossed the sky, and the whistling wind came from his ears, and he refused to accept it. The undefeated flame in his heart was still struggling and refused to be extinguished.

Yes, undefeated, just these two simple words.

Along the way, Zhang Long has never conceded defeat. He has never felt that anything can defeat him since he was a child.Losing was not due to lack of strength, but a compromise in his heart. He had never compromised, not for anything else, but for the arrogance in his bones that refused to admit defeat, that is the dignity of invincibility.

I can do what others can do, and I can do what others can't.

I don't strive to win, and I don't follow the trend. I have my own unique way to stage my legend in this world, a legend of indomitable and invincible.

Hundreds of millions of spirits are ultimately vain, and I am the only one who is invincible and immortal!This is a kind of belief, and faith will go forward indomitably, stand out from all living beings, go upstream against the current, stand on the peak, and look down on the clouds.If you don't believe it, it will be false.

The blood is gone, and the undefeated flame is still in my heart.

The bones are broken, but there is still an undefeated flame in my heart.

My soul is shattered, but there is still an undefeated flame in my heart.

My heart stopped beating, and there was still an undefeated flame in my heart.

If the fire of invincibility is not extinguished, they will be able to make a comeback and stand up again in the blood and fire.

Zhang Long fell into the mountain of the peak and lay on the ground with blood still gushing from his mouth. With his eyes closed, his soul was misty and his consciousness was fuzzy, but deep in his boundless consciousness, there was a trace of undefeated will , burning tenaciously.

In a trance, he saw the gratifying smiles of his parents and grandpa showing his pride, the admiring eyes of his brothers, and the affectionate eyes of the confidante.

I saw the heart-piercing cry of the dead, I saw the waiting of Yutian Xing Feiyue, I saw the Zhijian system, that unmoving heart, flowing with the three-color brilliance of the devil, as if he was saying something to him .

It said: "Zhang Long, you are the master of the Zhijian system and the owner of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube. You should experience pain that ordinary people can't imagine, and you should have an aspiration that nothing can break. , to be able to seal the sky with one hand..."

Therefore, Zhang Long's lingering consciousness is also thinking, he can't fall down, there are too many things waiting for him to do, he is the master of the Zhijian system, the owner of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, he should become eternal, even if his body is bruised , Even if the blood flowed out, even if the soul was shattered into powder, it still couldn't fall down.

He woke up, and just by opening his eyes, he felt that he had used the strength to shake a mountain.

In the blurred vision, the sky and the earth are spinning, and one can vaguely see the tumbling thick black air, as well as the cold and pure death air that can make one's heart condense.

He smashed through the peak and fell right into the cave where the magic spring was located in the mountain.

"Wow..." Zhang Long wanted to move, but spit out a mouthful of blood again.

But he didn't feel the pain, it was extremely difficult for him to even think now, only a trace of subconscious instinct remained, an instinct to get rid of the current predicament.

"Zhang Long, Zhang Long, you are doing well! Hurry up, move quickly, the magic spring is right behind you, hold on, hold on a little longer." In the already chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, the dead man burst into tears, heart-piercingly shouted.

Relying on that bit of instinct, Zhang Long turned his head mechanically, and finally saw a black jade platform. On the jade platform, there was faint swishing water flow, and the thick black air enveloped the entire stone platform like a black brilliance.

"Wow..." Another mouthful of blood was spit out, Zhang Long's face was pale, his mouth was full of bright red blood, his whole body was seriously distorted, he didn't know how many bones were broken, and all internal organs and meridians in his body were destroyed How many.

But he no longer knew what pain was, so relying on that unyielding instinct, he began to struggle and crawl towards the jade platform. Every time he took a step, he seemed to use his strength to stir up the starry sky.

Time seems to be at a standstill, everything seems to be at a standstill, in his eyes, there is only the black jade platform, like a goal that can never be reached, but he refuses to give up, so he keeps lying down persistently, for the sake of the undefeated the dignity of...

"You're dead." The demon spirits floating in the sky outside the mountain looked indifferently at the hole above the mountain and discussed in low voices.

"That sword is good, who does it belong to?"

"Didn't you say it's the Holy Spirit? It doesn't look like it. The kid just turned into a demon, why does he look like the God of Darkness?"

"Indeed, it's a pity. His demonized appearance shows that he has the potential to become a real, pure Exterminator."

"I really don't know where such a kid came from. However, it is worth dying to make us so powerful."

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On the top of a black mountain in the distance, He Sui was also looking at the situation here, seeing the quiet and dead cave on the peak, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

As a demon spirit, she had never felt this way before, it was just very strange and uncomfortable, as if something suddenly appeared in her heart.

She frowned slightly, looked at the hole that was smashed with complicated eyes, and even remembered the short memory with Zhang Long. He saved her without any purpose. He said he was kind since he was a child, but she secretly Leaked the whereabouts of his holy spirit to others, and plotted against him.

She also remembered the sentence she said to Zhang Long, she said that she also wanted to be a good person, thinking of this sentence now, she had a different feeling.

"What a strange guy. Is it a demon spirit or a holy spirit? Hehe, it's nothing..." She muttered, but her always sinister heart trembled slightly, revealing a trace of regret and regret that she couldn't even comprehend. gentle.

In the cave, Zhang Long dragged his muddy body, and finally climbed to the bottom of the jade platform, less than five meters away, but it seemed like it took him a century.

Trembling, he picked up the black jade bowl, without even thinking about it, and without the strength to think about it, he relied on instinct to scoop out a bowl of pure black magic spring, opened his mouth and poured it down.

"Ding ding!"

When the last drop of the magic spring was drunk and the jade bowl fell, Zhang Long closed his eyes again and passed out on the ground.

During the period of time when he was crawling, in the sky outside, He Shi's father was still exploring the hole with tyrannical mental strength. As a result, there was no life in the hole, no signs of life, and only a magic spring The cold and dead air emanating from the forest.

During those few minutes, Zhang Long was indeed dead. His heart stopped beating, his blood stopped flowing, his internal organs were shattered, and his brain stopped moving. What was crawling on the ground was his last trace of consciousness that should have dissipated. Just dragging a corpse.

However, the magic fountain has been drunk, and everything changes.

"Master He, that sword is really good, but the He family has a lot of good things, so I definitely don't like this broken sword, why don't you just give it to me." In the sky outside, people began to compete for Zhang Long's flame. The magic sword is gone.

The Scorching Flame Demon Sword was quietly inserted into the mountain, and the fire was lingering, and the sound of the roaring flames seemed to reveal some kind of sadness.

"You are really shameless, why give it to you? Everyone kills people together, why just give it to you!"

"But it's just a sword, how to divide it?"

"Whatever the points are, whoever is the most powerful will belong to him!"

The people talked louder and louder, and the cloaks of the densely packed warriors began to fly, with murderous aura surging, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

"I don't care. You have to fight for yourselves. It's best to lure the God of Darkness out. Then you can become one with the God of Darkness." He Sui's father said coldly, ready to leave after speaking.

Hearing this, the eyes of the rest of the warriors showed fear, and they glanced around. After confirming that there was no sign of the God of Darkness, they were relieved.

"No, the God of Darkness will not come out. This is the Magic Spring Mountain, surrounded by the strong aura of the Magic Spring. The God of Darkness will not be able to detect the aura of other living beings."

"That's right, the Voice of Darkness will only move when it smells anger."

People comforted each other again, and then their eyes fell on the Scorching Flame Demon Sword again, and then their swords were on edge, ready to fight to the death for this sword.

He Sui's father smiled mockingly, waved his sleeves, and didn't want to be with these guys who had never seen the world anymore.

"Om..." Just as he was about to wave his hand and order his subordinates to evacuate from the holy spring mountain, a strange wave came into his vast spiritual power.

There is not a single blade of grass growing in the area of ​​Magic Spring Mountain, and it is completely dead, and any abnormal fluctuations are extremely obvious.

Not only He Sui, but also the rest of the people felt it. For a moment, the dense black cloud-like warriors suspended in the sky suddenly quieted down, and their eyes turned to the flaming sword again.