V3.Chapter 37

It's retreating.

He's on the run.

Before retreating and advancing, it was almost constant, and the distance of several hundred meters was not far, not close, not far, not close.

The front is still the boundless forest, reflected by the Yellow setting sun, the dense and mottled shadows scattered on the ground, and the brightness is uncertain, but the rear is already a piece of yellow sand.

Trees of different sizes and thicknesses have been completely decomposed into fragments that are difficult to distinguish by naked eyes. Grasslands have completely disappeared, soil has lost its activity, and water has been completely evaporated. Yellow sand on the surface of the earth is scattered around one by one, and gravel rolls with the wind, reflecting more dazzling light than sunlight.

When the flames are about to disappear completely, strands of dark blue electric light begin to breed in the flames, and fire and electricity interweave and diffuse, so more and more trees begin to fall, smash, and turn green into yellow sand in the extremely high temperature, just like a desert.

Dozens of people ran frantically in the forest without looking back.

This is the center of theater 6. About three kilometers ahead, they can reach the headquarters of theater 6.

Theater 6 is the area divided by the special combat system of East Island. Now the only invincible master of East Island, Shinichi Miyamoto, has personally divided this hundred mile battlefield into eight theater. Theater 6 refers to the mountain forest with a radius of about 30 kilometers. From the position, it is the last side of the battlefield.

Wuji palace, Fengyu jianliu, Liuhuo palace and Shenfeng troops all have elite troops stationed in theater 6. This is not a very important theater, but since two days ago, it has been regarded as a trapped beast theater.

In the late night of the fourth day, Li Tianlan entered the No. 6 war zone.

But who would have thought that this trapped animal, which many people thought had no way to go, would be so crazy in two days and two nights?

"Castle Peak is close to headquarters."

"Flying feather approaching command."

"Request support."

The fleeing team kept moving forward, and the urgent call for help continued to spread to the headquarters a few kilometers away.

"What's the situation?"

The sound of the walkie talkie rustled, and a cold voice came from the walkie talkie.

"Heavy losses, request support!"

Qingshan's voice passed on without any pause. He came from Wuji palace, the most powerful force in the East Island. He was close to the strength of the stable period of the thunder realm. He was an important expert in the whole East Island special combat system.

But at this moment, this tall swordsman from Wuji palace is in a mess. Blood flows from all over his body. His face has been completely covered by blood, and his eyes are flashing red with blood. All of them are naked panic and despair.

"We'll be right there, the last fight!"

Inside the walkie talkie, the repressed voice sounded again, but it was very dry.

Castle Peak gave a bitter smile, but he didn't dare to look back. He could only harden his head and roar: "target headquarters, full speed sprint!"

His voice was high, but he had no confidence at all.

The headquarters is close at hand, but Castle Peak has no sense of security.

The commander-in-chief of No.6 theater is named yuekong, the first Dharma protector of Wuji palace. He is a real half step invincible expert. Qingshan himself is an expert from Wuji palace. He knows the strength of the first Dharma protector very well. He can be sure that yuekong's fighting power is even higher than youkeqing's white night of Wuji palace, but a half step invincible expert is in front of him, Green hill's heart is more and more frightened.

In the confusion, he looked back in a hurry.

With the light of the flames burning soundless, large areas of the forest in the flames of phagocytosis into a desert.

Sunset, yellow sand.

Blood clothes, silver guns.

The wind blows and the clouds move.

It was a vivid and strange picture. Green hill's scalp felt numb, and he felt powerless for a moment.

It's a breakthrough.

It's changing.

One picture after another flashed and disappeared in Li Tianlan's mind, day and night.

The memory that had been repressed for many years by Shengsheng was constantly emerging in his mind. His will broke through the shackles. Many people and many things kept spinning in his mind. Li Tianlan's expression was numb and muddled, but the whole person showed an indescribable ferocity and frantic!

"As the young master of Li family, as the grandson of Li Honghe, Tianlan, I don't regret it?"

"Dongcheng Huangtu..."

"Tianlan, I'm sorry."

"Maybe I was wrong."

"There shouldn't be. Forget it."

"You are Tianjiao, but you should not be just Li's Tianjiao. Your martial arts should not be limited to swords."

"The ultimate form of the Emperor..."

I have a splitting headache.

Countless memories come in droves, Li Tianlan does not want to recall, but all kinds of memories keep pounding his mind, painful, excited, confused.

The will that was already close to the peak was sublimated after breaking through the final shackles. The sword was intended to be pure and invincible, and its power soared. Li Tianlan took advantage of the situation to break through again, rushed through the ice, and infinitely approached the fire.

The surging potion is stimulating his nerves all the time. With the surging of a big realm, Li Tianlan's combat effectiveness has steadily stopped in the half step thunder state.

But in his messy memory, there was always a picture in his mind, a picture, a sentence.

"You have to remember that what is truly invincible is not unique knowledge or realm. For Li, what is invincible is the meaning of sword, and only the meaning of sword!"

"Ah

His thoughts surged, and the endless pain of his head spread all over his body. Li Tianlan roared fiercely, and his chasing figure speeded up instantly.

The distance of hundreds of meters is extremely fast.

Qingshan and Feiyu are both in danger of death. They rush with all their strength and even don't worry about the life and death of their subordinates.

Behind him, the forest was filled with fire.

But the sharp sword will tear the air, but it will be faster than the fire.

It's the ultimate sword spirit, cold, pure, breaking everything!

"Boom!"

More than ten elite soldiers were torn into powder by the fierce and powerful sword on the spot. The silver edge did not stop at all. Through the bloody rain, they directly stopped in front of the Castle Peak and flying feather.

Qingshan and Feiyu, who are sprinting at full speed, stop abruptly and look at Li Tianlan in front of them. Their pupils contract.

"Almost there. I'll take you on the road."

Li Tianlan said faintly that the severe pain in his mind made him wake up completely from his muddle headed state. In two days and two nights, from being chased to being chased, scenes played back in his mind. While the memory became clear, it seemed that Li Tianlan also felt that some memories were going away from him.

It was a picture that he recalled, and now it's getting fuzzy.

Li Tianlan's expression is gentle and indifferent, the old picture is disappearing, and the new picture is still emerging.

The ultimate form of the Emperor

"Is that so?"

Li Tianlan whispered to himself, and his arm suddenly shook.

Absolute power was completely infused into the silver gun in the hand. In the gradually gloomy light, the silver gun, which was more than two meters long, seemed to light up suddenly.

The body of the emperor's gun is shocked!

The silver spearhead is buzzing, but the blades on both sides of the spearhead suddenly extend!

After the breakthrough, the power that had been infinitely close to the thunderbolt completely shocked the emperor's mechanism, and the two red spear blades suddenly stretched out.

It is two red crystal clear blade, countless gold complex pattern closely intertwined in the above, gorgeous and mysterious.

At that moment, the whole emperor's shape changed completely because he had two huge spear blades.

From silver gun to halberd.

Fang Tian painted halberd!

This is the final form of the emperor.

In a trance, another picture emerged from my mind.

Li Tianlan's eyes are peaceful, but his heart is slightly turbulent.

In my memory, it was still in the camp at the border.

But he saw a monk he shouldn't have seen.

Master Wuwei!

It turned out that he had seen this great master of metaphysics before, a long time ago.

In the picture, master Wuwei seems to be saying something, but in a trance, Li Tianlan finally only hears four words.

Big break, big stand!

Memories are still surging.

In memory.

I'm forgetting.