The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

Looking at the general of the Huang clan who was also gathering the power of the Rage God to resist, Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with purple thunder.

Zi...Zi...Zi...Zi...

Layers of thunder and lightning covered his body.

But as Lei Ling grew, two streams of blood flowed from Lin Yuan's eyes.

Not only the eyes, but also the ears, nostrils, corners of the mouth, and even the flesh of his whole body have been split open.

The dripping blood splashed into the cracks in the skin at the same time, pouring down to the ground.

This is clearly the blood gushing out from a blood vessel that burst under tremendous pressure.

To use the body of a mortal to induce the thunder calamity, and to turn into a god of death, one must first suffer from this kind of power of divine punishment.

But Lin Yuan had no regrets or hesitation.

He has been enduring the terrifying spiritual pressure in his body, feeling the pain in every cell in his body being pierced by lightning.

Lin Yuan laughed again.

Smiling incomparably darkly.

He knew exactly what he was doing and what consequences he would suffer.

But in order to protect those who want to protect, he will not waver.

not enough!

not enough!

More!

He still needs more and stronger power!

He wants to use thunder to smash everything that stands in his way!

People block and kill!

Block and kill demons!

God kills God!

click! ! ! !

As a shocking thunder fell, Lin Yuan swooped towards the general of the Desolate Race at a high altitude in the sky.

Lei Yin descended into the world, exuding a monstrous coercion like the descending of the god of thunder.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, looking at the picture in disbelief, feeling like a speck of dust in the waves covering the sky.

Lin Yuan's figure was accompanied by Lei Guang, and they seemed to see a world-destroying Thunder God who transformed himself into a Lei Guang red sword, annihilating everything with the invincible Thunder God's might.

Click! ! ! ! ! !

Purple light filled the sky, and everyone's eardrums were completely torn.

Thunder!

Thunder! !

Thunder! ! !

The thunder continued!

One, two, four, eight...

Countless thunderbolts blasted together, and all the sounds in the entire imperial city were drowned out by the thunderbolts released from the copper coffin.

Zimang shines through the world, splits the world, and divides Yin and Yang!

Even the entire sky was shining purple at this moment.

The purple thunder split the ground like a curtain, shaking the entire trial space.

The purple light came and went even faster, and everyone saw the picture clearly again.

The gilded divine armor of the warrior general of the Desolate Race had already been shattered by thousands of thunderbolts, exploded and scattered everywhere.

Several pieces of desolate bones on its body also broke off one after another, spouting divine light, leaving only faintly identifiable stumps.

The Rage God's Power and Rage God's Divine Breath injected into his body quickly dissipated like a tide under the serious injury.

On the other side of it was Lin Yuan who looked extremely miserable.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground, and his whole body was covered with blood, which was blood-colored.

Like a corpse that has just crawled out of a sea of ​​blood, it is extremely permeable.

A pair of hands was burnt to charcoal by the lightning strike, bloody and bloody, and black smoke could be seen.

The originally handsome face also burst open, completely muddled by blood foam and minced flesh.

The only thing that can be seen in the whole person is him, only those eyes that are still glowing with purple light are left.

This is true outside the body, not to mention what the internal organs of the whole body look like.

"Hiss...coo...cough..."

Several mouthfuls of blood mixed with shattered internal organs spouted from the corner of Lin Yuan's mouth, and he raised his head tremblingly.

In the distance, the general of the Desolate race who was blown away by his blow was walking slowly, step by step, dragging the half-shattered desolate bone remnant.

It, too, is not dead yet.

－－－－－－off topic－－－－－

Thanks to book friends 20210224134832636, Cha Gujie, Wenbai Qiandan, Fei Feige, Rookie who took off, Fanhua|Sijin, the monthly ticket of the wretched and lonely pig, Daxuanzi, talented crocodile night neon, qq reading time is the most affectionate The company, book friends 119***501, sunset, etc., and everyone who insists on voting for recommendations and following up every day, there are too many names, and I am familiar with many ids, and I can see them in the background every day, Thank you for your continued support!

Chapter 32 Bloodbath!

Inside the imperial palace, there was a dead silence.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the picture, unable to make a sound for a long time.

Lin Yuan's body was covered with wounds, bloody and bloody.

The armor of the warrior general of the Desolate race shattered, his divine power shattered, and hundreds of desolate bones on his body were shattered.

Before the start of this last wave of battle, each of them felt that the result of this battle must be one-sided.

Never thought that it would actually be tragic, that both sides would be hurt to such an extent.

When two tigers fight, one must die.

At this moment, whether it is Lin Yuan or the general of the Desolate race.

Although the auras of the two were not as good as before the war, the ferocity and violence revealed in the eyes were countless times stronger than before.

It's like two fierce beasts fighting fiercely.

"Qingdi... will he win..."

Countless monks questioned in their hearts.

The enemy Lin Yuan faces is the soul that bears the power of the Rage God and whose consciousness is manipulated by the remnant soul of the Rage God.

Can cause the opponent to be seriously injured, to achieve this level, even if he loses in the end, it is still an honor to lose.

This trial of mortal spirits challenging the true God should have been a story that no one would ever know.

This battle was supposed to be buried in the long river of history along with him being dragged into reincarnation by the copper coffin, so that no one knew about it.

But now, when Emperor Qing was dying, he was watched by the bronze coffin of the third generation, recalled his memory, and exposed it to the world.

Let them know so many earth-shattering deeds that are unknown and unknown.

From now on, the name of Emperor Qing and the name of Lin Yuan are destined to be famous throughout Qingzhou and in the Profound Sky Realm forever.

Even if he is about to die, even if he also has evil deeds that will last forever.

Everyone now also doesn't know whether they should cheer for Emperor Qing in the face of this battle.

As a monk.

Since embarking on the journey of cultivation, it is to compete with others, to compete with the sky, to win the creation of the heaven and the earth, in order to transcend the sky as soon as possible.

At this moment, it was in Qingdi that they saw an extreme longing for people to conquer gods, and for my fate to be up to me.

Of course, they were extremely looking forward to witnessing this moment of human victory over heaven with their own eyes.

But again, as a human being with a moral conscience.

They hoped that such a cruel and inhuman existence like Emperor Qing would die as soon as possible.

Two completely different thoughts were fighting in everyone's minds, making them all stand still, their pupils dilated, and they forgot to move.

within the screen.

The general of the Desolate race picked up the desolate bone epee, and slowly approached Lin Yuan who was lying on the ground.

Every step is the approaching footsteps of the god of death, ringing the alarm bell.

"Stand up... stand up quickly..."

Yun Wuyue stared at the picture in a daze, she, who originally didn't care about Lin Yuan's life or death, actually cried out for him from the bottom of her heart at this moment.

Even she herself felt strange.

Why did she, who was supposed to hate Lin Yuan deeply, suddenly worry about his life and death like this.

Maybe it's because the thoughts in Yun Wuyue's mind are all in a mess, or maybe it's because she has sorted out some grievances and grievances towards Lin Yuan in her heart.

It was all because of her that Lin Yuan fell into this miserable state.

If Lin Yuan hadn't risked his life to save her, she would have died under the poison of the Nether Swamp a long time ago, and it is impossible for her to be delayed until now.

There will be no her now.

The kindness that was once was kindness, and the resentment that was later is resentment.

Life for life, tit for tat.

Yun Wuyue just looked at Lin Yuan silently, waiting for him to stand up again.

He has stood up so many times, this last time, he will definitely be able to stand up again.

But what no one knew was that the load on Lin Yuan's body had already reached its limit.

This style of the Absolute Sword taught to him by the woodcutter's grandfather was originally the ultimate trump card for risking one's life for one's life.

Even the powerful woodcutter grandfather paid the price of his life for this sword and became a remnant soul.

Not to mention, Lin Yuan also infused it with the Thunder Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao triggered by the Thunder and Lightning Martial Soul.

If it wasn't for the ancient holy body, if he hadn't polished his body for ten years.

If it wasn't for his support with the only remaining consciousness to pass the trial.

If it weren't for the pure bone marrow in the innate bone, it would still be repairing his injuries and protecting his most important heart.

He would have died under this sword a long time ago.

But even though he was not dead, the meridians in his whole body had been broken in countless places.

Even the existence of the whole person has become more and more erratic.

Before Lin Yuan's eyes, there was a scarlet world.

He could vaguely see the generals of the Desolate race approaching, and he really wanted to stand up again.

But his body seemed to be crushed under a big mountain, not only he couldn't stand up, but he also suffered from piercing pain, and couldn't move half a minute.

This last enemy seems to have become an insurmountable moat.

However, the divine aura in his body completely dissipated, and the bone-shattered warrior of the Desolate race also escaped from the control of the Desolate God, recovering his innate killing instinct.

Just when it was tens of meters away from Lin Yuan, it suddenly turned around, wobbled sideways, and walked in another direction.

That direction was impressively where Yun Wuyue was placed on the ground by Lin Yuan at that time.

She is closer to the Desolate warrior than Lin Yuan.

Naturally, it became the first choice for the Desolate race generals to attack.

In his consciousness, the general of the Huang race suddenly changed direction, making Lin Yuan aware of this serious problem in an instant.