Where his blood spilled, a white mandala flower grew out, and illusory and transparent dew dripped down on Qin Tian's broken body.

As a result, new vitality emerges, and all the pain is healed here.

This is the true meaning contained in the cloaked purple air!

Instead of bringing pain, but embracing pain, not destroying vitality, but protecting each other.

Different from the deduction of constantly tempering the ten thousand poisons in the purple air, making oneself invulnerable to all poisons and at the same time moving closer to the eternal poison, this understanding obtained from the infinitely close death is the closest to the inner essence of the kung fu. form.

After throwing away all meaningless whitewashing, realize the circulation of pure original power, penetrate into all things like water, and through this destruction and rebirth, countless miracles are created in a short time that is not enough to describe even a moment.

Like a drop of rain falling on an endlessly dry field.

Even if it is only a trivial point, it also distinguishes existence from non-existence.

Even if the incomparably powerful body is completely destroyed, even if a sliver of power remains, then life will continue, germinate and grow again...

If it wasn't for this sword, I'm afraid he didn't know how much time it would take to prove it, and how many years it would take to experience the changes and derivatives.

Since then, the deed of God has been made!

Qin Tian made a turn from the edge of the underworld and returned again. From the singing of Wanmin, his broken body gradually healed.

Taking a step forward, I feel as if a layer of burden has been removed.

reborn!

Qin Tian clenched the extended long sword, smiled at the king above the sky, and announced his own existence.

The golden light that has suppressed the endless sharpness emerges from itself, and the white mandala flower grows from the feet, surrounding the prince who is full of fighting spirit.

"Then, let this be your reward, Your Majesty!"

From Qin Tian's whispers, there was a sudden roar, which came from the collision between the pen tip and the page, and the sonorous loud noise rose from the ground, turning into a heavy rhythm.

——The music for all funerals is played here!

Like the shouting and chorus of thousands of people, the power of miracles transforms in the melody, and countless rules collide passionately, interweaving dazzling sparks.

In Qin Tian's hands, the long sword has changed from tangible to invisible, its outline can no longer be discerned with the naked eye.

The endless thunder burst out from the roar of the real dragon, ravaging all the air and sight to the point of bending, stinging every pair of eyes that dared to look directly at the grace of the gods.

It was as if the real judgment had come!

descended upon the youth.

Countless crazy electric lights shot out continuously, whipping everything in the world, and as he moved forward, the golden thunder would tear everything along the way to pieces.

The chapter of the story has reached its climax!

"This unbelievable power is really destiny, you are far stronger than I imagined!"

Above the sky, Wang still tightly held the flaming divine sword. On his face illuminated by thunder, his blue pupils reflected raging fighting spirit and anticipation.

The war horse was roaring, stirring the hurricane, carrying the unquenchable brilliance, rushing to the direction of the king's sword.

A ray of dazzling light flashed across the gloomy sky.

In the roar, the battlefield shook and wailed.

Shenghui and Lei Guang collided, illuminating their faces.

It was exactly the same excited smile burning with raging flames of war.

boom!

Inch Strength · Collapse

From the close distance, he slashed forward inch by inch. Immediately afterwards, Wang's sword picked up the fist blade and swung towards Qin Tian's neck.

The moment Qin Tian blocked, the war horse neighed, the iron hooves stepped down, and the shining thunder light rioted in an instant, and the war horse whimpered and flew out backwards.

The divine light burst.

The wings burning with divine brilliance were torn apart by the punishment of heaven, and terrible scars spread across his body.

Hit hard!

The whining horse struggled to get up, reluctantly rubbed against its owner, and dissipated with the last nostalgia.

Wang got up from the ground in a panic, no longer calm and graceful. He slowly stretched out his hand, trying to stroke its mane for the last time, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally fell down again.

Wang is silent

watch it go

After a long time, his lowered eyes gradually lifted up, he stood up slowly, took a last look at the place where the horses disappeared, turned around, and walked towards the youth surrounded by heaven's punishment.

"bring it on."

he whispered

"Let's continue the final chapter of this long story!"

"I will"

Qin Tian stared at him quietly, but the smile on his face had long since disappeared. At some point, he involuntarily clenched the Purple Sword and Thunderclap in his hand, allowing the terrifying power to burn his body.

"soon"

He took a step forward, whispering softly

"Soon, I will free you from this endless journey..."

At that moment, the roar of the king and the prince sounded.

From the battered battlefield.

From the wailing of the falling shattered sky...

There is no more ingenious change, no time for camouflage, no room for retreat and dodge.

In the mighty background, Shenghui and Heaven's Punishment erupted from their hands.

The collision of swords made the void roar, and in the pure power and speed, it manifested the supreme majesty and majesty of heaven.

Pierce, sweep, slash, block...

In the roar and roar, the fragments of knives and swords flew, and the earth fell apart.

Qin Tian roared, suppressing the stabbing pain in his mind and the darkness in front of his eyes, the Sword of Heaven's Punishment slashed down!

collapse!

The blade was swung away with immense force.

But the king didn't panic at all, but clenched his other fist tightly, and took a step forward from the settled darkness, when the sound of piercing the sky sounded

only one line away

Under the shackles of the Immortal Binding Cable, the scarred fist was only a thin line away from Qin Tian's chest.

Qin Tian stepped forward

With the last of his strength, he bumped into him.

The golden thunder roared, piercing out from the back of the king, all the way to the sky, tearing the dawn sky apart completely.

Immediately, the sky was bright.

The huge bell rang, and in the roaring elegy, it spread in all directions.

Under the witness of countless audiences, in front of those pairs of lamented and shocked eyes.

——The story also turned to the final chapter.

……

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Chapter 430 Mistake

"everything is over!"

Qin Tian whispered in Wang's ear

"The long journey and battle, it's time to draw to an end."

He says

"Now, go to rest..."

"Hahaha, is it... so?"

Wang laughed, his voice hoarse

"It was a hearty battle..."

He was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment, but in the end he swayed and stabilized his body, standing on the spot with the holy sword.

Qin Tian wanted to say something, but he looked up and saw Wang's eyes.

With glaring blood stained on his face, the once handsome and majestic king stood above the royal court, his eyes still as gentle as when he first saw him.

"Congratulations, Qin Tian...you have successfully defeated me, and from now on, you will be the new king."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he asked softly

"So, what kind of king do you want to be?"

"...About this question, even if you ask me now, I can't give you an answer!"

After a long silence, Qin Tian said coldly

"But I think, if I am so carefree, I must be a carefree king, right?"

For some reason, Wang laughed, and in a violent cough

"Hahahahaha, cough cough, Xiaoyao... the king?"

"Although I don't know much about your so-called "Xiaoyao" in the East, it doesn't sound very reliable."

"Hahaha, yes, I think so too."

Qin Tian sighs

"A hypocrite like me, what qualifications do you have to be a king? If you become a 996 wage earner in the future, will you think I'm shameless?"

"At that time, will you still be so solemn and treat my obsession as an equal?"

"Maybe!"

Qin Tian smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Maybe, when the time comes, if you fail to govern the country, you will be chased and hacked by a group of people. After all, no matter how wise a person is, he will make mistakes, let alone someone like me... Maybe he will have to be hacked to death by then." Rely on the seniors."

"So, are you going to save others?"

Blood slipped from the corner of Wang's mouth

Wang coughed and looked at his face

"Will you stick to the integrity in your heart and extend a helping hand to those innocent people?"

"maybe"

Qin Tian smiled wryly

"However, I may not be able to be so selfless. Before helping others, I still have to make sure I have spare energy, right?"

Wang smiled, but did not answer.

For a long time, he was just in a drowsy state, making a hoarse voice and looking forward to it.

"So, will you still...be a hero?"

"That's natural."

Qin Tian raised his face and nodded.

"It's impossible for me to be a vicious person. Since I can't leave my mark forever, I can only do my best to make my name last forever!"

"People still have to pursue something, even if it's a salty fish."

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