Douluo Continent: Flame of Nothingness

Chapter 486 Ten Years
"found it."

Erlan came to Long Zhiming's side and looked at the hammer mark on Long Zhiming's neck and couldn't help but sighed. Unexpectedly, Long Zhiming really went to Tushan alone to get the Storm Hammer. There are different opinions about the origin of this thing, but Al Lan knew it was definitely not something from the dwarves.

"The lineage of the dwarves is almost dead."

The high priest came over and said with a sigh. She looked at Jinshan in front of her with only disgust in her eyes. Elland looked at the high priest and asked:
"What shall we do now?"

"Sweep the snow in front of each other, let Magni make his own decision, and bring Long Zhiming back to the Elf Spring. If I'm not wrong, the battle has sped up. Maybe our elves will also join the war."

The high priest came to Long Zhiming, looked at Long Zhiming's forehead, and said, Long Zhiming was brought back to the elves, and he was in a coma all the time, but what they didn't know was that Long Zhiming was undergoing soul transformation in the Tushan boulder, saying It's more like brainwashing than reform.

Only now does Long Zhiming know the essence of Tu Shan, what is the beginning of all things?It's just a synonym for evil. No matter what kind of life it is, it will always usher in the end of life. However, judging from Long Zhiming's current feelings, Tu Shan's body has stood for seven ages, and the Eternal Spirit Plane is the sixth one. It is still evergreen, relying on launching a war at the end of the world to absorb the lives of people in the world.

Long Zhiming looked at his primordial spirit, evil corpse, good corpse, and the helpless real corpse. The real corpse looked at Long Zhiming and said:
"I'm really useless now, why don't you cut me off and re-cut my real corpse?"

"No need."

Long Zhiming refused with a smile, and was stunned. Now Long Zhiming's cultivation has regressed a bit, from the peak of the middle Hunyuan Daluo Realm to the late Hunyuan Daluo Realm, although the essential strength of Long Zhiming is not too much. Much impact, but also great.

"you"

The real corpse was pushed out by Long Zhiming before he finished speaking. The real corpse fell into the spring of elves, and the real corpse that came out was shocked. The original emerald green spring of the fairy began to have white liquid. Long Zhiming A huge Tushan boulder floated above the head of the main body, and it seemed that the Tushan boulder was infecting the spring of elves.

"come out!"

Elland said anxiously, the real corpse immediately left the place, and ran out with a face of shock, the real corpse looked at Elland and asked:
"Is it just letting go like this?"

"The biggest function of the Spirit Spring is to provide life force to Long Zhiming. We can't do anything else, even if the Spirit Spring is polluted, it doesn't matter."

Ellan said that the real corpse was sitting by the pool and watching Long Zhiming, as if waiting for Long Zhiming to wake up. Ellan knew that her persuasion was useless and left. A week later, the tragedies of neutral forces being wiped out came one after another. , and a hysterical battle broke out on the front line. The people on Tu Shan's side attacked like crazy, trying to push to the side of the holy river. Luochuan sent people to resist desperately. It seemed that this scene had been foreseen long ago. The clan was not affected, but they did not continue to be neutral, and some neutral forces that escaped also joined Luochuan's side and joined the battle.

All of this has nothing to do with the real corpse, he just stood by the fountain of spirits, accompanied by Avril who was recovering from his injuries, Long Zhiming's body became stronger day by day, spring and autumn came and autumn came and spring came, two years a year Years, time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the strength of Long Zhiming's body has reached the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Realm.

The Fairy Spring was almost dry, and most of the rest was polluted spring water. The Tushan boulder above his head was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed to be slowly taking shape.

"Over the front line, father is coming back too."

Avril squatted beside the real corpse and sighed, the real corpse was silent. 2000 people from the elves have gone, and less than a hundred are still alive. It can be said that the elves have been declared extinct, and only the elves are left. The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

"There is no need to lament Wei'er. The elves have lived proudly since their birth. We will always die, but we have chosen our own way of death."

The high priest walked slowly and said, Avril got up and gave a salute, then asked:
"High Priest, when will Zhiming wake up?"

"Today is the day he wakes up, but he will no longer be him when he wakes up."

The high priest looked at the real corpse and said lightly, the real corpse frowned, the high priest had something in his words, which made him have some bad premonitions, masters always do this, they don't speak clearly, people keep guessing.

At night, after the last drop of emerald green water in the Fairy Spring dried up, Long Zhiming opened his eyes. He looked at the three people in front of him as if they had passed away, and was stunned. He just wanted to speak. Long Zhiming gave him a eyes, and then he immediately shut up.

Long Zhiming got up and moved his body. The Tushan boulder above his head turned into a big sword and entered Long Zhiming's body. I'm afraid that he has already fallen under the temptation of Tu Shan, Long Zhiming took back the real corpse and looked at the high priest and said:
"It's a pity for this fountain of elves, but thank you very much."

"The Fountain of Spirits was born to be used by people. My family has already existed in name only. If it can still shine and glow at the last moment, it will be a worthwhile trip."

The high priest said indifferently, Long Zhiming was silent, he looked at the high priest and asked:
"I need to speed up the time to refine the elixir."

"We have already obtained the undead grass from the dark elves, and Magni and Sorin have been refining 97 pill furnaces for you day and night in the past ten years, and we can start."

The high priest handed a storage ring to Long Zhiming, and there were 97 alchemy furnaces lying in it, each of which had the quality of the peak in the middle stage of Hunyuan Void Realm. Long Zhiming put on the ring and asked:
"What about them?"

"Already dead, they went to the battlefield after refining, and died after fighting Tiamat."

The words of the high priest made Long Zhiming's eyes slightly fluctuate, but he didn't say anything. Avril looked at Long Zhiming and felt that Long Zhiming was so strange for the first time. Long Zhiming nodded and said:

"In this case, I will start alchemy in the dwarves."

"Please feel free."

The high priest nodded and agreed to Long Zhiming's request. Long Zhiming was also polite, took out all the materials and let them float in the air, and then the first pill furnace appeared in front of him. Imbuing spirits and eliminating, Avril wanted to say something but was pulled away by the high priest, leaving Long Zhiming alone here.

(End of this chapter)