The God of Destruction

Pan Chen looked at the entrance on the second floor behind him, and looked at Fang Liuqing, who was on the left and right of the skeleton group. Secretly curse, this stupid woman! Finally, he gritted his teeth and walked towards countless bones. Rain had already held him in his palm. Waving his green sword, he rushed through the hole one by one, and was blocked by a bone along the road in two. Although the bone itself is not very strong,

But this number is too much, **** is impossible. When Pan Chen killed Fang Liuqing, he had been infected with several bloodstains. At present, Fang Liuqing is not much better than now. He kept trying to solve this problem. Delicate sweat covered her smooth forehead and closed her lips tightly, but she still refused to stop. When the space next to them was cleared into an open space, it was time to take a breath, they leaned on their backs and stared at the skeletons around them.

"Why are you back?" Fang Liuqing asked suddenly.

"Why are you following me?" Pan Chen asked.

Silent to each other, the cleared gap was finally filled by the skeleton forces, Pan Chen and Fang Liuqing had to fall into constant killing again.

"This is not the way to continue like this." Pan Chen frowned, covering his left arm, his left arm was just scratched by a skull. Because they consumed too much energy, they were all breathing. If they continued like this, they would not be killed by these skeletons. They felt their scalp was numb, but they were exhausted.

After all, sometimes manpower is exhausted. Pan Chen sighed, looking at the countless skeletons in front of him, still squeezing slowly towards this side, an idea emerged inexplicably in his heart.

"No, I can't die so early. Otherwise you will hate me all your life. I can't die!" Pan Chen murmured in his heart, roaring, suddenly stunned, holding his hand and listening to the rain, a sword Cut out a sword, a sword faster than a sword. Fang Liuqing did not look at him from the side, but was cut for a long time by the skeleton in front of his body, and immediately recovered his messy thoughts.

Turn his sword, wave his bones violently, bit his teeth, rejoin the regiment and let the blood flow. However, Pan Chen whispered: "You take a break and heal the wound. I have to bear it for a while." Fang Liuqing retreated to Pan Chen's body, opened his sleeves, wrapped the wound, meditated quietly, adjusted rest.

After a while, Fang Liu Qingmeng raised his head and stared at Pan Chen in front of him intently. I saw that Pan Chen was completely the same as his question on this ups and downs alchemy map!

"In the name of the question, they are quoted in their own name. The torch of heaven, with your spirit." Unreal recitation slowly spread from Pan Chen's mouth to the entire space. Whenever he said a word, he waved a mark in the void, and when the last 16 sons glowed the golden light of the sun in the open air, there seemed to be an ancient call from the long river of time. I only saw that the gap above Pan Chen's head broke a gap.

He broke the space himself, even if it was only a small gap.

The black space cracks jumped out of the flames of five white fairies and floated beside him. This unstopped skeleton army stopped for a while, hesitated for a while, and finally took a step back, stopped, and confronted the two men.

Pan Chen felt that his body had been hollowed out, breathless, his nervous nerves could finally rest for a while, and his whole body froze. He turned around, and Fang Liuqing's sword didn't know when to put it on his vest. A strand of white sword swallowed at the tip of the sword, like a sleeping viper, spit out its dangerous message.

"Why do you always ask?" Fang Liuqing took a drink and said only one word. The air around him seemed to be frozen into ice.

"Can I refuse to answer this question?" Pan Chen turned around, staring at her eyes and asked, although the sword in his heart was beating at this time.

Do not

"Then you killed me with a sword." After Pan Chen finished speaking, he sat on the ground. The sword in Fang Liuqing's hand shivered slightly and hummed: "Do you think I dare not?"

Pan Chen did not answer, but began to meditate on his vitality.

After a moment of silence, Fang Liuqing dropped his sword. Pan Chen also ignored her, but just quickly adjusted his state, he did not want to die in this place where the bird does not shit.

"Are you all right?" Fang Liuqing asked, when he saw that he didn't care about himself and could not stand the silence.

"Do you think we will die here?" Pan Chen did not answer, as if to take care of himself.

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Fang Liuqing was slightly startled and sneered, "impossible". So he began to observe the surrounding environment. After stopping for a while, he continued: "At least you can't."

"Oh? Why can't I?" Pan Chen frowned gently. However, Fang Liuqing stopped talking. She lost patience and once again squeezed the sword in her hand, vowing to open up a flat road.

Pan Chen watched her move forward, sighed, and then slowly extended her left hand. The five pure flames floating around him immediately floated into his hands, slowly spinning in his palms. Condensed into a more solid flame.

Pan Chen turned his hand gently and pressed the flame to the ground. The whole space trembled violently. The slab under his feet cracked a small crack, and countless flames came out of it. Once you touch the skull, the scalp becomes numb as soon as you see it, and you burn it to fly ash. The skeletons fell off piece by piece, but the army of skeletons immediately filled them up. The pure fire seemed to annoy them completely, so the attack on the skeletons became more violent.

"Bang", a stone lamp on the rock wall of the aisle was gently wiped by the tail of the pure fire, and then burned again, but the power of the fire was too hot to be turned into ashes in an instant. Pan Chen's athlete's foot diagram became more and more urgent, his left hand trembling slightly on the ground, a closer look, his forehead was already covered with sweat beads.

"Let me do it" Fang Liuqing never returned to his side, gently extended his beautiful little hand, and placed it on the back of Pan Chen's hand. "Bang!" Pan Chen's hand trembled even more on the stone slab.

The flames in the cracks were even rarer, as if they were blooming flowers. They were furious, their scarlet flames, and skeletons scattered into pieces. The time was only one second passed. I do n’t know how long it was. Due to excessive consumption of vitality, Pan Chen ’s mind became more and more blurred.

He suddenly dreamed that he would fall asleep the next second and would never wake up. But the confused jade hand that reached gently on the palm of his hand was always conveying warmth to him, and the faint breath of Fang Liuqing came from his ears. So I drank a cup of tea,

Pan Chen suddenly felt his shoulders heavy, bit his lower lip, and finally recovered a trace of clarity. He reached out and touched the already unconscious Fang Liuqing, leaning gently on the rock wall behind him, while Fang's small hand was still tight Hold his left hand. He stood on his side, looking at the army of skeletons coming. Shouldn't he really be here?

Or are you dead here? He asked himself from the heart. At this time, the skeleton in front of him had come to him, "exhaled", bone claws quickly passed through the space, waving directly to Pan Chen. Pan Chenqing couldn't help but looked back, looking at Fang Liuqing leaning on the rock wall. At this moment, Fang Liuqing closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. He wondered whether this was an illusion of excessive confusion. Pan Chen saw Fang Liuqing's faint smile in the corner of his mouth.

"At least, you can't!" Pan Chen's ear suddenly remembered what she had just said to herself. His body seemed to recover a trace of strength. In fact, at least I can't. He said to himself.

Pan Chen stood up unsteadily, protecting Fang Liuqing tightly, and grabbed the bone claws that had reached his heels. The bone saw the shape and immediately waved another bone claw. This time, a thorough beating was solid. Pan Chen felt that the bone claws were firmly embedded in his flesh, he almost suffocated, but still refused to take a step back.

There must be a way, there must be a way! He gritted his teeth and persevered, but the skeleton behind him swarmed.

Pan Chen slowly raised his head, but saw the spirit fire jump in the skeleton's eye socket. He suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the surrounding skeletons as if he had done a little less than he had just done.

Forget it, fight! In spite of the serious overdraft of the body, Pan Chen ran out of a problem again-the clear fire of the sky, the stone crack of the gradually receding clean fire seemed to be repaired immediately, and the ground suddenly jumped out again. This time, the goal of the pure fire is not an inexhaustible skeleton, but a wall lamp around the cave.

With only a bang, all the lights on the walls were turned to ashes, and Pan Chen immediately fainted to the ground.

When Pan Chen woke up, the wound on his body had been bandaged and the cave was calm. He tried to sit up with a pain in his heart.

"Don't move" Fang Liuqing's voice came from behind Pan Chen, and he turned his head hard, only to see Fang Zheng's blood stains, pale face, **** eyes, and gaunt face.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Pan Chen opened his mouth and said a word with difficulty.

"You better stop talking and touch the wound, but you don't have time to take care of you." Fang Liuqing said coldly, but in Pan Chenli, it didn't sound so strange.

"The wound you bandaged for me?" Pan Chen was silent for a while, or chose to speak.

"Why do you say so much nonsense?" Fang Liuqing spit out this sentence impatiently, and then sat on the ground, closed his eyes, resumed his breath, and stopped paying attention to Pan Chen's chatter. ..