Towards the unknown game fantasy

The next moment, "Boom!" Wei Qing cast out countless explosive talismans as he walked along, bombarding everywhere, while also dodging Ji Sansheng's sudden sneak attack and the mysterious evil ghost's elusive shadow and murderous intent. Immediately, there were continuous explosions here!

Every time Wei Qing changed his position, he would bring up a series of talismans, and there would be "swoosh!" sounds and bursts of light. At the same time, every sword light he cast out would collide with Ji Sansheng's attack, causing a splashing explosion wave. For a while, strangling collisions occurred one after another in this space.

Therefore, the evil ghost, which Wei Qing had never seen clearly, seemed to be very vicious and he was ambushed even though he was very careful. Moreover, each attack was extremely ruthless and fatal. After Wei Qing fought back desperately, Wei Qing was already covered with wounds. From time to time, a cloud of blood mist would appear on his body, and the sound of broken bones would occasionally be creepy and loud!

"Boom!" The spell blasted out with a loud bang, and under the cold light of the spell, the soul and blood mist exploded and splashed everywhere as if it was free. Similarly, Ji Sansheng would add a few bloody wounds from time to time in his crazy killing attack!

What followed was that the horrific killing made Wei Qing's consciousness become confused. This was also because the evil ghost brought him irreparable damage in the dark, causing his soul and blood to be lost too much. He was unable to absorb ghost energy here. Only the breath of the undead could be refined by him in this place, and this was a drop in the bucket, because improving the combat power of the undead would also expose his other identity. Not wanting to become a target of public criticism, he had no choice but to take drugs and oils recklessly and recklessly, using handfuls of ghost pills to maintain his insignificant spells to support counterattacks, and his temporary vitality that was as thin as paper and at risk of his life. Even now, he seemed to be hanging on to his last breath and fighting back desperately. He had reached the brink of a spent force!

"Puff!" A miserable sound of tearing the spine was heard, and Wei Qing felt a burning pain on his back. Immediately, a stream of soul blood spurted out. He was fiercely attacked by the evil ghost with a claw! Now he felt that he had been killed. His soul was gloomy, his consciousness was blurred into chaos, and even the vision in his eyes was shadowy like a swaying mixed shadow everywhere, and he couldn't see the specific direction at all!

"Puff!" Wei Qing used up the last bit of his magic power to release the wood magic of the Nine-Star Greatsword. In an instant, the ground under his feet was covered with dense vines. As long as Ji Sansheng stepped on it, he could use the magic to sense his presence and thus injure him. However, as Wei Qing expected, he suddenly chopped out a blow and accidentally hit Ji Sansheng's chest with a single blow of the sword. Although he used all his strength to chop out the sword, his arm was numb from the shock, but he also injured his opponent, and even cut off Ji Sansheng's lungs and trachea. Air gushed out from his chest with a "hiss!" sound! Like a leaking tire, it was extremely shrill!

Wei Qing was not in a good condition at the moment. He looked pale and weak, like a dehydrated camel struggling to survive in the desert! His body was shaky and he was about to fall to the ground. He was covered in wounds from both excessive blood loss and exhaustion! Every movement was painful and bloody. He was exhausted to the point of being exhausted!

Ji Sansheng was shocked at the moment. His pale face and wounds all over his body made him unable to stand any longer. He staggered and fell to the ground like a pile of meat. He didn't even want to move at all! It was still unknown who would win this tragic battle. It was also complicated and difficult to predict, because as long as there was a slight change, this battle would definitely be a landslide victory!

Wei Qing was terrified when he came here, and he was also very afraid of death. He was sure that he could not hold on any longer. His soul and blood had already infected a large area of ​​ground under his feet. The red patches on the ground were like the loss of life, and his vitality was disappearing bit by bit. This also indicated that he was about to reach the end of his life. The tragic battle and the tragic fate annihilated his pure heart. He refused to show weakness and could not surrender, so he accepted his fate and died!

Just as Wei Qing began to faint and was about to fall, the vicious evil spirit brought a burst of evil and fierce energy and attacked him very quickly! The speed was as fast as the wind.

Suddenly, above the brow of Wei Qing, whose life was hanging by a thread, ripples of halo appeared and spread out, the halo light created ripples that spread in all directions, and the evil ghost seemed to be repelled and pushed out by the invisible force as if drifting with the flow, and gradually moved away with the halo!

Wei Qing was in a deep coma at the moment, like a powerless lamb to be slaughtered, helplessly facing the threat of death. However, a mysterious voice suddenly appeared in the depths of his soul, saying in a gentle and elegant manner: "Wei Qing, you can't give up on yourself like this, wake up quickly, the most valuable thing in life is perseverance, never give up everything you have, it is foolish to accept your fate! You have to live well! Live and see the world again!"

This voice was very pleasant to hear, like a battle song of life sounding in hell, forcibly bringing the lost fate back to the human world, as if suffering had lost its status and turned into the abundance of human wealth and satisfaction! However, in this background, there was a distant voice calling!

Title of the song: Still holding on until the last moment.

I just want to love you forever with my lonely heart and live with you until the end.

But why can't we see that we are dependent on each other every moment?

I take your little temper into consideration and silently bear the grievances you give me, but we are not in the same place to understand and tolerate each other. How can I forgive you when I am so disappointed that I am heartbroken?

I forgot my attachments when I fell into the trap, and took away my thoughts and feelings. I was drowned in my greed, but I couldn't get rid of the predicament.

If life comes to an end, will what we want transcend time and space? At that time, time can no longer bring me to meet you. Perhaps the disappearing tears have already soaked the endless cruel reality.

I don't understand why we should worry about time being broken and our heart stopping if we just want to live simply.

Only the cold and broken memories are hidden in my heart, all of which are filled with my worry about your panicky little emotions.

The weak persistence in my heart is unwilling to give up, and my imagination of you has soared to the most beautiful sky.

Even if my body collapses from exhaustion in this vast world, my heart won't break for you, because the starry sky seems to be able to hear your cry.

Although I am chasing fantasy in confusion, my throbbing heart still wants to overcome adversity, bloom a smile and fight back desperately, and I will persist even at the last moment... (`I miss you!!!)

This voice carried the aura of rules, and one could tell it was the sound of the Rule Pearl as soon as he heard it. In the next second after the sound of the Rule Pearl ended, three time law fluctuations flashed by, and in an instant, the three time law innate ghost instruments, the Struggle of Time, the Spear of Time, and the Si Nan Kong, were suspended above Wei Qing's bent body. In an instant, an imperceptible aura of the Dao of Time suddenly bloomed, and the aura of time rippled with the halo. The evil ghost instantly let out a shrill wail, and was then completely engulfed by the time halo. It was completely repelled out, and the entire evil ghost had already spread out of the range of the time halo, but that was nothing. When the time halo was spreading around it, its life loss became extremely unstable. Sometimes its hair turned gray, sometimes it turned yellow and withered, and in the end, even its thick hair fell out, and it suddenly became a bald head. The time vitality, although tenacious, was terribly dissipated in the time halo, almost like it had reached the age of old age, like a rotten wood that had turned white in the passing of time and there was nothing it could do.

At this moment, an evil ghost was just standing there, still not dead. Her face was full of horror, and she couldn't calm down for a long time!

At this moment, the confused Wei Qing also vaguely saw what kind of evil thing this was. She turned out to be an evil ghost that collected souls through countless soul refining sails and then refined the souls of millions or even countless ghosts and living souls. She had long lost her human form and it was useless to be a ghost cultivator because she had no bones and no soul. She was just an ethereal killing ghost. Only the vicious evil made her know the meaning of her existence. The evil ghost could only be a transparent soul body. She needed to rely on absorbing the soul to maintain her vitality. As long as the living souls and spirits were eaten and refined by her, she could enhance her strength. She was a truly terrifying ghost! Everything was meaningless to her. Only killing was her only destiny. ! !