Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 78 Eight Desolation Fire Dragon
Maybe the Beast God will never understand Lin Jingyu's anger, because he has no family, parents, and brothers.

He didn't know what Lin Jingyu was thinking when he saw those broken families and those homeless children.

He was thinking of none other than himself, his own childhood.

He has never forgotten his master's teachings, he abides by the righteous way, and does not change his original intention.Everything he is doing now is fulfilling all of this and fulfilling his promise.

Not for anything else, just to prevent the tragedy that happened to him from happening again and again.

The flames in the brazier were reflected on Lin Jingyu's face, dancing so that the light and shadow trembled at the junction of darkness and light, Lin Jingyu calmly said: "It's not my purpose to kill you, but you want to destroy what I want to protect, So you must die."

"Hahaha!"

The beast god raised his head and sneered: "Although you have obtained the Xuanhuo Jian, do you think your morality can surpass me? You are courting death!"

"Where the Tao is, fly moths to the flames, and never regret it!"

Lin Jingyu stepped forward slowly, and walked into the Beast God. While walking, his right hand was bluffed, and a dazzling blue light flashed by his hand. After a flash, the blue light gradually faded, and the fairy light The circulating Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in Lin Jingyu's hand.

The low footsteps echoed in the empty space, and there was no wind, but for some reason, the only flame in this huge stone room suddenly started to sway, and the light gradually became stronger.

Lin Jingyu walked towards the beast god in the flames.

Suddenly, the flame suddenly rose up, bursting out with dazzling light, and the volume of the entire flame was several times larger than when it was burning peacefully just now.In the raging flames, there seemed to be a sound like a dragon chant, which echoed far away.

The Beast God looked up to the sky with a long smile, and said: "This is a magic circle inherited from the ancients in Southern Xinjiang, called the Eight Ominous Black Fire Circle. If you can break it without dying, I will do whatever you want."

Along with his laughter, an inexplicable atmosphere rose slowly, and the halo of the Eight Fierce God Statues, which was deep and slowly rotating on its own, suddenly began to speed up rapidly, and at the same time, the eight god statues lit up at the same time.

The burning flame unexpectedly left the brazier slowly, like the body inlaid in the halo of the mysterious statue of the Eight Fierce Gods, rising into the air together with the statue of the Eight Fierce Gods, burning blazingly.

Amidst his long and shrill laughter, his whole body floated into the air, slowly merged into the growing flame, and finally disappeared. On the ground, Taotie roared loudly.

That group of flames burned more and more intensely, and from the depths of the flames, there began to be rumbling noises like thunder, and the center of the flames gradually turned pure white. Also felt the unbearable heat.

And in the roar of the sky, the sound of a mysterious incantation echoed. The incantation was obscure and long, ancient and difficult, as if the ancestors of ancient times worshiped the gods and used all their spiritual power to summon the dream the gods.

In an instant, the surrounding ancient and hard rock walls shattered one after another, and countless huge cracks appeared on the ground, and from the depths of the cracks, a crimson light was revealed, as if the terrifying volcanic lava was under their feet, and it was about to erupt.

And that panting sound, like a dragon's chant, reverberates in this space!
Lin Jingyu and Jin Ping'er had been completely squeezed to the edge of the stone room, the too powerful flames seemed to be roasting their bodies and minds, squeezing every drop of moisture from their bodies.

Lin Jingyu swung his sword in the air, leaving a ray of light wherever the dragon-slaying sword went, forming a gleaming blue wall of light, firmly blocking Jin Ping'er's body.

At this moment of facing life and death, Lin Jingyu took the initiative to hold Jin Ping'er's hand, looked at her tenderly, wiped off the sweat from her forehead with the corner of her white clothes, and ordered, as if explaining the funeral to her lover: "You stay here and don't go out. If I die, you remember to take my bones back and give them to Xiaofan, and let him bury me in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. There is my home."

This was the first time Lin Jingyu took the initiative to hold her hand, but this time she was not happy at all, because she knew that Lin Jingyu might never come back after leaving.

Compared with his life, she would rather bear this feeling alone.

All this, as long as he lives well.But today, it is impossible.

The incantation became faster and faster, tearing people's hearts apart. Amidst the sound of the incantation beating the soul, suddenly, a huge and unstoppable power burst out from the depths of the huge flame.

The dragon's chant became brighter and brighter, like a carnival going on, deep in the flames, the dragon's chant boomed, with horror and despair, the ancient gods descended from another world.

The huge head slowly stretched out, dazzling like the scorching sun and unable to look directly at it. It was clearly a huge ancient fire dragon bathed in blazing fire. Everywhere was a flame.

Eight wild fire dragons!

According to the legends of the ancient shamans in southern Xinjiang, the terrifying beast that destroys everything in the world, and the spiritual creature in the eight fierce mysterious fire circles, finally reappeared in the world after tens of thousands of years.

The huge dragon's head was slowly turning in the flames. Surrounded by the flames, from the huge horns to the fangs in its mouth, it showed a mysterious rosy and transparent color that can only be flashed at extremely high temperatures.When the giant dragon took a deep breath for the first time, it shook the entire stone chamber violently, as if this space was just a narrow place for such a powerful creature.

Behind the dragon head, the rotating aperture of the eight fierce gods seems to be hidden in the dazzling light of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon. If it is looming, the huge aperture seems to be trembling slightly.

Seeing the desperate power of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, without any hesitation, Lin Jingyu gently stroked the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sword, which was as sinking as autumn water, as if treating an old friend, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, Holding the sword rushed to the fire.

This is the proud Lin Jingyu, this is the proud Dragon Slaying Sword, they have lost, lost, and retreated, but have they ever been afraid?

There is no regret in the sword, death is life, this is Lin Jingyu's creed, this is the true meaning of Dragon Slaying Sword.

The huge dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon swayed slightly, amidst the mountain-like burning red flames, the huge dragon head slowly lowered, and in the dragon eyes, the unique ruddy and transparent flame directly shot at Lin Jingyu's body like a volcanic eruption.

"Zheng!"

With the clear dragon chant, blue light appeared, and the dragon-slaying sword blocked the blow of the fire dragon by virtue of the sword power it had condensed just now.

But a single blow is just an insignificant opening.

The dragon's head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon stopped suddenly, and in an instant, all the damaged rocks on the ground were rapidly dissolved and turned into magma in the violent tremors. The torrent of magma surged faster and faster, forming a huge vortex in the sea of ​​magma. The vortex became bigger and bigger. When the rapidly rotating magma reached the point of madness, the huge vortex was several feet wide. From the deep vortex, there was a loud thunder.

"boom!"

In an instant, the sky shook, and a fiery pillar shot straight out from the huge lava vortex. It was completely composed of magma and was as thick as ten people hugging. It rushed towards Lin Jingyu with incomparable power.

This is the real power of fire, the essence of fire!

Qing Xiao, a low-pitched Qing Xiao resounded in the cave, the sound of this Qing Xiao was extremely small, almost inaudible compared to the astonishingly powerful dragon chant.

But it was this weak and inaudible whistle that came out clearly: "The righteousness of the heavens and the earth will last forever. I don't want to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods."

Lin Jingyu and Dragon Slaying Sword merged into one, turning into a blue light, descending from the cave ceiling like a falling meteor, and rushing towards the column of lava and fire that soared into the sky.

In an instant, that blue light was like a lead wire of a firework, and a brilliant and huge firework bloomed in the cave, with a bang, bright and dazzling, frightening.

Under that blue light, the huge pillar of lava fire collapsed, turned into hot magma again, and fell into the sea of ​​lava under its feet.

In mid-air, Lin Jingyu's exhausted figure reappeared.

His white clothes were already scorched black, and the corners of his mouth were also stained red with blood, as dazzling as that magma.

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon's move was broken, and the endlessly spinning statue of the Eight Fierce Gods suddenly brightened again, and this time, in addition to the fierce and ferocious statues shining brightly, the group of beast gods in the light circle of the Eight Fierce Gods merged into it The flames also became extremely bright for the first time, gradually overshadowing the surrounding gods.

With the movement of the aperture, the blazing flame descended on the top of the Fire Dragon's head and slowly melted into it.

The gigantic Eight Desolation Fire Dragon suddenly let out a roar, and instantly the entire sea of ​​flames seemed to tremble slightly. The surrounding temperature dropped a lot, and the flow of magma also became slower. The essence is being rapidly extracted.

The dragon's head was raised, and it opened its mouth to the sky, as if taking a deep breath.

A ray of light shot out from the huge mouth of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon. It was not a blazing fire, but a real pure flame.Without any impurities, without any noise, this world is the most terrifying and purest, the "pure fire" that can burn everything in the world!
There wasn't a trace of heat leaking out, just a round pillar of fire as thin as a human body, pure as jade, flying towards Lin Jingyu.

As the flames approached rapidly, Lin Jingyu's right hand holding the sword slowly drooped, and even the dragon-slaying sword lost its radiance. No human power could resist this irresistible pure fire.

"Jing Yu, don't!" Jin Ping'er was trapped by Lin Jingyu in the blue light wall, and could only watch helplessly as the beloved man was slowly swallowed by the pure fire, crying out his name helplessly. .

Tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes, no matter how strong she was, she was always the witch who moved the heart, how could she not shed tears?
The jade-like pillar of fire slowly enveloped Lin Jingyu, surrounding him.But for some reason, the pure fire did not burn him, but poured into his meridians through Lin Jingyu's skin.

At this moment, his skin seemed to become a transparent substance, through which he could actually see the flame flowing in the meridian, yes, it was flame, pure fire like jade.

There was no pain as expected, no scorching heat as imagined, Lin Jingyu felt as if he was in a pool of warm spring water, it was extremely comfortable.

Vaguely, Lin Jingyu heard a voice from the underworld, singing softly and soothingly, echoing slowly, as if it was that gentle and exquisite woman thousands of years ago.

And in Lin Jingyu's sea of ​​qi, an ancient flame pattern lit up, as if the flame of rebirth, under the burning of the pure fire, seemed to be injected with infinite vitality, greedily absorbing the purest flame in the world. The quality flame essence keeps shining and growing stronger.

"what!"

It seemed to be a heart-piercing and desperate cry, and then, the flame slowly escaped from above the dragon's head, and then the flame dissipated, revealing the real body of the beast god, but at this moment, the beast god's whole body was withered, as if It's exhausted.

"I didn't expect you to be the vein of the profound fire!" The beast god pointed at Lin Jingyu, his eyes were crazy and he roared unwillingly.

Anyone who has spent their whole life's mana only to find out that they have made wedding clothes for others, I'm afraid they will be so hysterical.

The Beast God exhausted his entire life of cultivation, launched the Eight Ominous Profound Fire Formation, and summoned the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, but in the end he bestowed most of his cultivation on Lin Jingyu. Perhaps this was the arrangement of fate.

In the reincarnation of heaven and earth, the avenue is invisible, nothing is better than it is.

The Beast God stared at Lin Jingyu, his eyes had already lost the last trace of rationality, and now, only endless madness remained in his heart.

"In that case, let's die together! Linglong, here I come!"

The Beast God's eyes were like red fire, his hands were facing the sky, and he rushed towards the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon with a roar.

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Author's Word:
A friend made a suggestion about the ending of Beast God, but I personally think that Beast God is actually a very paranoid person. This kind of person either kills the world or dies. In fact, the method will change his taste, so I just Can choose the latter.

(End of this chapter)