Chapter 319

Under the scarlet sky, two soldiers, giant sword and ferocious mace, staggered, turned and took the move.

The heart of the bramble could not resist the heavy blow, and he was beaten so stumbling that after Lu Zhengkang came down from heaven, his strength was as unmatched as a giant.

Lu Zhengkang carefully gazed into the eyes of the heart of thorns. His pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip. It's hard to imagine what kind of vision he has now. His eyes are full of blood, which is a sign of madness.

Sure enough, after the bramble fruit in his chest makes a dull sound like a drum, the bramble heart suddenly generates a strong wind. He dances his mace in the wind and makes a cruel bramble whirlpool. The momentum is like a tsunami breathing. Lu Zhengkang does not dare to attack it directly, retreats and jumps out ten steps.

Standing in the distance, the whirlpool of thorns was moving at a high speed. Without hesitation, Lu Zhengkang took a breath.

Next second, "winter, stormy wind, ice and snow!"

Self created spitting eyes: cold and bitter frost waterfall.

In an instant, a huge amount of frost air jet, the land along the way turned into a piece of ice blue, the whirlpool of the heart of thorns dancing in the constant smashing breath of ice, ice blade. However, the low temperature and water vapor were all pervasive, and the soldier's body surface was covered with frost and snow. Soon, as the speed became slower and slower, he could not turn, frozen into a cross shaped ice lump, and fell to the ground.

The heart of thorns is not dead. Even though Lu Zhengkang's breath can break steel, he is still alive. Even through the ice, he can see his red skin and beating heart.

Lu Zhengkang stepped forward quickly, grabbed his leg, swung it, swung it twice, and threw it into the bloody light column.

The heart of thorns quickly turned into blood shadow, broke through the ice and flew into the record post.

Lu Zhengkang has killed four players, including orcs, elves, stalkers and Brightons. At least one of them has been killed by elves. A tiger's head and an imperial's head are hanging on the heart of thorns. Before I saw someone run into the light column and turn into a snake, that's one.

Now there is only one enemy on the field.

Lu Zhengkang is sitting beside the red light column waiting. This is the area with the heaviest shadow. The end of the four fields has been completely covered by light, and scattered light columns are also distributed everywhere.

After almost two hours, Lu Zhengkang looked at the more and more transparent light column around him and felt heavy.

Death is getting closer and closer, and the rest of the opponents still don't appear.

Lu Zhengkang was sandwiched between two pillars of light. Slowly, there was no place for him to erect a cone.

With his head on his side, he lowered his head to see the transparent light shining on his toes, which made him feel the numbness of a hot spring - the horror of melting his body.

Lu Zhengkang sighed and was about to hide in the pure land. Suddenly, the red light column behind him dissipated.

He quickly retreated and looked up again. The clouds had disappeared and the huge pupils of his eyes were looking straight at him.

Poyehia whispered, "it's a satisfying battle. A roaring master is rare. Mortal, you got my approval! Now, say your wish. "

Lu Zhengkang thought for a moment and asked, "I want to know an answer."

"You want knowledge from me? I'm afraid I can't. I'm not Mora. I don't pursue secret knowledge

When Lu Zhengkang heard this reply, he couldn't help doubting that he thought the blood race was Dingya's chance of destiny, but now it seems that this is not the case. In order to prove this, he said the enlightenment again. Boyeshia didn't like it, just told him to change his wish.

After a bout of depression, Lu Zhengkang was not ready for his mother's departure. He was afraid that Garna would be obsessed with the pain of reincarnation of life and death, and that he would never be filial. Now Garna is a ghost in the world. Lu Zhengkang knows that every day, her mother will suffer more.

Lu Zhengkang told himself secretly that it's time to end all this. If you have any idea, try it.

After putting down his heart knot, he suddenly felt a little relaxed and said to boyeshia, "I have another question."

"Pester endlessly, well, you just ask, this is the last chance, if you ask again some don't know so-called words, you can go away!"

"What is the ultimate answer in this world?"

Boyeshia was silent, eyes on the sky closed slowly, and Snake Mountain fell into a deep darkness.

In such a shadow, Lu Zhengkang could hear his own heartbeat - soon, he did not expect it.

"The ultimate Man does not know, God does not know, only to seek the way The slightest carelessness will be attributed to it. The world is man and man is the world. "

Lu Zhengkang frowned that the world is man and man is the world, which means too much.

At this time, the recording column slowly sank to the bottom of the earth, and an abyss appeared on the earth.

"It's time for you to go." Boyeshia's voice was as low as ever, just like a little bit of water, no sound.

Lu Zhengkang went to the edge of the abyss and saw the snake wall in the depth.

Jump.……

In the open-air altar of boehia, a bloody door of annihilation appears, from which Lu Zhengkang jumps out.

This place was slaughtered by him not long ago. At this time, the mountain wind was quiet, and there was an atmosphere of emptiness for a while. In addition, the sculpture of the demon God was wild and simple, the distant mountains and the fields were undulating, and the beautiful scenery of the sky was just like the fairyland of Sheshan.

Lu Zhengkang turned into a troll again. Without the suppression of demons, he was really successful. After getting used to the tall body, it was a lot of inconvenience when he was in human form.

At this time, a wild wolf with antlers slowly came up on the steps of the altar. Lu Zhengkang knew that it was Helsing. After killing the wolf with a sword, an illusory soul emerged from it.

"Wonderful! My family, your killing should be rewarded. Say your wish

Lu Zhengkang bows slightly to Helsinki, and then retells Mara's revelation. Helsinki, without thinking about it, asks him to look for lenggang's daughter. When he learns the accurate news, Lu Zhengkang also confirms his guess.

Helsing asked him what he wanted, but he was more generous than boyeshia.

Lu Zhengkang sought the knowledge of necromancer magic. Helsing regretted that he was not good at this field, so he gave Lu Zhengkang some ancient necromancer magic books he collected.

After Helsing distributed the reward, he encouraged Lu Zhengkang to not forget his wildness and kill as much as he could. By the way, he could expand the blood of trolls.

Lu Zhengkang just listened and didn't promise anything. A minute later, the content of Helsing's words began to repeat. He found that it was six minutes later, and he slowly dissipated in the air.