MTL - Emulator: Opening Talent Super Gigolo-Chapter 173 , 22 years
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Twenty-two years?
This person turned out to be one of the half-province people who were massacred by Chang Weiwen for refining blood flags twenty-two years ago?
Fighting against this power for 22 years is simply incredible!
However, a thought flashed in his mind, and suddenly he was stunned.
Never mentioned in the simulation...
While thinking about the number of swords flashing again and again!
The sky was fierce and fierce, and the sword shadow fell brightly, forming a sword energy storm in an instant.
Falling around the figure, forming a space barrier.
The two women and the figure were stunned for a moment, and then the next moment, an incomparably gloomy force penetrated at an extreme speed.
Lin Changan frowned, his thoughts condensed and disappeared with a bang!
In the shock of yin qi, it was shattered.
"Sure enough!" Lin Changan said silently to himself.
Because of the breakthrough in the strength of the poor and strange beast method, it is easier to tear the blood streamer, and being involved here is about a minute earlier than in the simulation.
That is to say, according to the original historical process, this person will die or disappear within this minute.
Therefore, it is not mentioned in the simulation at all.
So he set up a sword qi storm.
Sure enough, I noticed a strange force trying to kill this person.
Lin Changan looked beyond the blood banner: "Someone can actually see through the blood banner...!"
The face of the woman in the dark world appeared in his mind, and his intuition told him that it must be this person.
Not to kill, but to drag something out.
But why?
At this moment, the two women and this man looked at Lin Changan with horror on their faces.
It was impossible to understand how Lin Changan noticed it.
On the other side, outside the flag.
The dark world woman who seemed to be far away let out a light snort.
Through the blood streamer, it seemed to sense something.
"It didn't work?" She frowned.
This is his own innate magical power, and he never thought that he would miss it.
Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't linger any longer, he turned around and left.
...
Inside the flag, Lin Changan came back to his senses and looked at the figure: "Dare to ask the senior?"
"I was the governor of Guang Province twenty-two years ago," the figure flashed sadness on his face, "Unfortunately, I let the people suffer..."
Hearing this, the three of them took a deep breath.
The governor of a province, this is a figure that China can count, and it must be a great cultivator of more than six realms.
This person had at least six realms before his life, maybe even seven realms!
Guang Province is the province where Chang Weiwen slaughtered nearly half.
At that time, everyone thought that the provincial defense was dead, but they did not expect to survive in the blood flag to this day.
"Actually, I can't blame the seniors." Lin Changan comforted him.
"Twenty-two years ago, Chang Weiwen slaughtered half of the province," the figure said to himself, not caring about comfort, and sent a voice transmission to Lin Changan, and did not want to be heard by the two girls, "Everyone thought it was just a random choice. In fact, he has another purpose."
"Um?"
"I've lived on for twenty-two years, and I just want this news not to be lost in my hands." The figure sighed, and a blood talisman appeared in his hand, which directly penetrated into Lin Changan's mind, "He chose Guangshen because this is the place where the Eight Qis are ferocious. The burial ground, the news in the blood talisman needs you to take it out."
A blood talisman was cast, and the figure seemed to have no worries at all.
He had been fighting against the **** killings and grievances around him for twenty-two years, and he was already tired.
At this point, about to collapse, Lin Changan said, "I can take senior out!"
"No, I should have died twenty-two years ago." The figure smiled freely and waved his hand to refuse.
As a provincial governor, half of the province was slaughtered, which is simply an unforgivable sin.
If it weren't for the blood talisman to be passed on, how could he have the face to live.
Now, let alone what to leave.
"Don't seniors want to know who is going to kill you? Or take you away?"
Lin Changxin thought that the outside world still had something to do with you.
"It must have been 22 years ago. I have been in the blood banner for 22 years, and I have already seen everything..." The figure said, and suddenly paused, "There is only one thing, I..."
"What's the matter?"
Lin Changxin thought that that person didn't seem to have been born twenty-two years ago.
Twenty-two years ago, he was definitely not from that dark world.
"If you happen to meet my daughter in the future, or by chance, tell her... father, it's wrong."
"daughter?"
"It's just one sentence. I hope you never meet her. It's been twenty-two years, and I hope she forgets that she has such a father."
The figure let out a long sigh, and then the three of them didn't have time to stop him. He collapsed directly and disappeared into the blood streamer.
Without the slightest hesitation and nostalgia, that kind of big man's sullenness is shocking.
The body turned into little fragments, and finally a photo was left.
A slender girl, and a heroic and determined middle-aged man.
Under the sun, the two laughed.
Obviously, the woman in this photo is his daughter.
Lin Changan frowned, never seeing the slim girl in this photo.
This figure committed suicide so neatly that he didn't even have time to look at the direction of the simulation, and it was over.
After looking at the photo carefully for a while, I finally put it away.
...
Then continue to circulate the sword energy, constantly annihilate the surrounding dead souls, and madly absorb power.
After all, I haven't made a breakthrough now, and I need to consume as much blood as possible.
In this way, hundreds of millions of unjust souls were like children in front of Killing Immortal Sword, without the power to resist, they were directly annihilated.
The pure power entered the body, strengthening the body~www.novelbuddy.com~ One after another, the souls died, and it seemed to be liberated.
The twisted face showed the joy of relief at the moment of being completely killed.
Being refined into a banner soul, to suffer eternal torment, and being killed now is liberation.
Constantly beheading and absorbing, the scope of sword energy is getting bigger and bigger.
In the blink of an eye, a few days later, the entire world inside the banner gave a feeling of incomparable emptiness. Hundreds of millions of wronged souls were killed by Lin Changan.
His physique was so tyrannical that he naturally showed signs of being poor and strange.
Every move is fierce and endless, as if driving the rules of heaven and earth.
"My physical body has surpassed the royal monsters, and I am afraid it is no different from Qiongqi...!"
I was extremely shocked in my heart, and my melee fighting ability has once again gained an incredible soaring!
Lin Changan was sure that no one in the same realm was his opponent.
And these days, Nangong-Jun, looking at Lin Changan, his emotional power has become more and more intense.
The admiration has been completely solidified, and there is no more vain.
Lin Changan kept absorbing it, and soon felt the world in the banner move.
"The main soul has met someone again."
Lin Changan raised his head to look at the outside world, the blood flags were shocked, and he wanted to flow out the power of the unjust souls to kill the opponent, but as soon as he moved, the main soul suddenly felt a kind of emptiness coming!
He has been madly inward these days, wanting to rely on his heart to see if there is still a chance, so he has never paid attention.
At this time, Meng Ran found that the power of the blood flag seems to be out of ten!
With a shock, the opponent was knocked into the air, coughing up blood, he probed into Xiang Fan, and instantly became furious!
Most of the blood souls in the flag were killed!
"You... I want you to die!"
Looking at Lin Changan inside the banner, his eyes were splitting.
