Chapter 1092 Last Stand
Boom——! !
A terrifying circular air wave exploded with Lin Qiye as the center.
Isis, who was approaching rapidly, seemed to have noticed something, his face changed, he suddenly raised his green hand, broke through the air waves and smoke, and pressed to the position where Lin Qiye's chest was!
A palm that was gradually returning to blood color also knocked away the smoke and dust, and collided with her hand!
boom--! !
Earth-shattering explosions came from between the palms of both hands, and the ground within a radius of several kilometers of the Statue of the Kingdom of God suddenly sank several meters!
The howling wind tore up the blizzard, directly shaking the area into a windless vacuum, and the drifting snowflakes were also shaken out of the fault, and it took more than ten seconds before snowflakes continued to fall from the sky.
At the same time, at the hilt of the Tiancongyun Sword lying on the ground in the distance, a sliver of night suddenly emerged, and only a sword cry was heard, and the Tiancongyun Sword turned into a flash of sword light, flashing across the sky in an instant, directly killing Isis's body. The green onion hands were connected to the wrists, and they were cut off neatly, the incisions were as smooth as a mirror.
Isis's pupils shrank suddenly, and she retreated a hundred meters one after another. She urged the power of life to try to recover her wrist, but she could do nothing about the wound left by Tian Congyun Sword.
Blood kept flowing down the broken wrist, and fell to the ground. Isis frowned and looked forward, only to see a figure walking slowly with a sword in one hand.
The drifting wind and snow surrounded his scorched body, and he danced wildly. Under the circumstance that ghosts and gods had overdrawn all their potentials, Lin Qiye's spiritual realm was rising steadily, breaking through the bottleneck of the "Klein" realm in one fell swoop, stepping into the realm for a short time. The realm of the human ceiling.
The scars on his body are recovering rapidly, stretching out his hand to pull in the void, the night and stars turned into a robe and draped over his body.
Lin Qiye's eyes were extremely bright.
In fact, the power of ghosts and gods is not enough to allow human beings to cross that bottleneck and step into the ceiling of human beings.
The peak of the "Klein" realm is the limit category where ghosts and gods can work.
But just when Lin Qiye's realm was about to be intercepted by that bottleneck, another force emerged to help him cross the bottleneck and step into the realm of the human ceiling.
【The poet of the sky】.
[Poetry singer in the sky]: Poetry has a soul. Whenever you recite a poem that can resonate with your heart, it will have a corresponding impact on the surrounding environment. The stronger the resonance between the poem and your heart, the less impact it will have on the outside world. bigger.
The poems that Lin Qiye used to intercept the wind god and the god of life before were extremely fragile, not only because of Lin Qiye's own state, but because his heart could not resonate with the poems, it was also an important factor that led to the decline in power.
But those four vows are different.
This is the oath of becoming a night watchman at first, and it is also the oath of countless night watchmen before they sacrificed their lives in battle. It is a swan song in the world!
Lin Qiye has met countless night watchmen along the way, and their gleaming qualities left an incomparably deep impression in his heart, and before he read the oath, he untied the last Knot, clear mind.
This state, as well as the current situation that is on the verge of despair, made Lin Qiye resonate with these four vows in the depths of his heart, reaching an extremely terrifying level!
【Poem Singer in the Sky】Combined with the overdraft potential of ghosts and gods, Lin Qiye crossed the threshold of the human ceiling in one step. In terms of realm, he even reached the level close to the realm of gods in one breath!
Lin Qiye didn't know how strong he was now, but judging from his aura, he was even comparable to Zuo Qing's strength.
Of course, everything comes at a price.
Lin Qiye knew very well in his heart that the side effects of carrying the souls of two gods one after another, plus overdrawing all the potential of using ghosts and gods, the two superimposed, no matter how strong his physical fitness is, after the statute of limitations expires, he will not have the slightest chance of survival.
This is Lin Qiye's last battle.
Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the sacred stele with growing vegetable seedlings, whispered a poem, and raging fire spewed out from the stele seat, swept up the vegetable seedlings along the surface of the stele, and instantly ignited the entire town god. monument!
Transformed by the divine power of the gods, the Godly Monument of Zhenguo is so hard that no matter how the flames burn, it will not harm it. However, the seedlings that took root and absorbed the power of the Godly Monument gradually withered in the raging fire.
The raging fire licked the towering divine monument, dyeing the sky red. Lin Qiye shone under the divine monument wearing a night robe, and the extreme darkness quickly ate away at the sky above his head.
Isis looked at the burning monument, anger appeared in his eyes.
"A mere mortal is looking for death!"
With the agitation of divine power, the green jacket danced wildly in the wind, she stretched out her right hand, and slapped the ground hard, her eyes flashed with murderous intent!
boom--! ! !
The divine power of life poured into the earth crazily, and between breaths, countless plants with exaggerated sizes burst out from under the hard rock formations, the weeds more than 100 meters high twisted like giant pythons, and five thick tree trunks covered with barbs soared into the sky , trapped Lin Qiye in the center, and then curled up like a giant's finger, trying to crush it in the palm of his hand.
Under the power of the God of Life, this barren snowfield has turned into a paradise full of wildness and killing.
"What about mortals? Now you... can't even kill mortals."
Lin Qiye's figure flickered among countless green plants, his expression was extremely calm, he looked up at the stars dotted in the night above his head, his lips parted slightly:
"[Fallen Thousand Stars]."
The moment Lin Qiye's voice appeared, the stars violently turbulent, and they turned into a shower of stars across the sky, hitting the earth directly.
The stars rubbed against the air, turned into burning giant fireballs, and crashed into the wildly dancing giant plant paradise, tearing them into pieces invisible. With continuous explosions and roars, one after another craters appeared on the ground above.
The chaotic explosion and combustion made Isis's green jacket red, she frowned, and was about to make a move, when a black-clothed figure held a sword in one hand in the flames beside her, the sword light shredded the air, and went straight Cut to her snow-white neck!
Isis felt the terrifying aura from the Amazono Sword, his pupils shrank slightly, his legs were rooted in place, and his upper body twisted back at a strange angle, avoiding the blade.
Her hand grabbed Lin Qiye's sword-holding wrist with her backhand.
With the infusion of divine power of life, a large number of vegetable seedlings drilled out from Lin Qiye's right hand, and spread rapidly along the arm to the body. Lin Qiye felt that his movements slowed down again, and his entire arm became stiff.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, held a star knife summoned out of thin air with his left hand, and suddenly cut off his right arm covered with sprouts!
Blood spattered, and the severed arm with the Tiancongyun sword broke through the ground and fell straight towards the center of the earth.
Lin Qiye endured the severe pain, the second magic circle flickered out under his feet, and a blue cat bounced from the ground, biting towards Isis' body.
Sting -! !
A thick and ferocious thunderbolt fell from the clouds.
