Well!

The thick edgeless fell heavily on the ground, splashing dust.

At this moment, Chen Daolin looked like a madman, hideous and terrifying, and was completely different from the steady battle he had just now.

clang!

The golden light of luck fell on the edge of the Wuxing again.

The Wufeng heavy sword shook violently.

Chen Daolin roared, and his energy broke out wildly, resisting the impact with all his strength.

While retreating.

His arms suddenly bulged, and with a "bang", it exploded into countless pieces on the spot. The exposed arms were blocked with muscles like rocks, with blue veins bulging, and the force was exerted.

It was twisting and trembling like a dragon, as if it was about to break open the flesh and collapse directly.

"ah!"

The accumulated impact was transmitted to the body again and again, and this time it finally reached the critical value that Chen Daolin endured. He roared in pain and his eyes were even more congested.

With the roar of pain, he suddenly sank his waist and stopped his retreating steps.

Without a stop, he held Wufeng and rushed forward again.

Both injuries and frontlessness are on the verge of critical value.

There is not much time left for him.

If you follow the rules and follow the rules as before, you will not be able to move forward to the ancient lady.

"Chen Daolin, if you want to go to hell, you will be sent to you first, so that you can reunite with your wife and daughter-in-law. I will never thank you for your kindness!"

The old lady fell off with only a few white hairs dancing in the wind, and her whole face became ferocious.

The words fall.

The slandering sounds she sang suddenly increased several notes, becoming more rapid and violent.

The speed of dancing was much faster than before.

And her aging speed also increased sharply.

The last few hairs drifted in the wind, and the old man spots quickly covered her face, and the folds of the face were pulled and hung low in the air.

Even the flesh was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, pressing against the bones.

Such a change made her look like a corpse. Perhaps the only difference between her and a mummy was breathing.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

...

The large cauldron with golden light hanging in the air seemed to be boiling at this moment, layer upon layer of golden lights of luck vented out one after another, and the waves swept down like a mountain with a vast pressure.

clang!

clang!

clang!

...

The dense golden light of luck hit the sword without a blink of an eye, exacerbating the cracks on the sword's body.

And the bombardment speed is faster and more dense than before!

This means that the gap time of the golden light of luck has become shorter, which greatly increases the problem of Chen Daolin's forward movement, and the error tolerance rate has dropped accordingly.

With the degree of destruction of the golden light of luck.

Every time Chen Daolin advances, there is a slight gap between breath and a little. Once his body touches the golden light of luck, it will inevitably turn into a blood mist on the spot like the guards of the ancient family.

The strong and powerful person is very strong!

But no matter how strong it is, it is still a body of flesh and blood, and it cannot withstand the erosion of luck.

Not to mention that he occupied Chen Dong's close relatives in the bloodline of the "Pangu Plan" that he has gained his current strength.

Even Chen Dong, who had the "life code" and made up for the last shortcomings, could not stop the luck of this panic Jiuzhou!

Chen Daolin roared loudly, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose, wet his robes and dyed the ground red.

He was like a madman, roaring, holding up the heavy sword without any fear of death, and rushed forward.

Again and again, he lingers while resisting the golden light of luck, retreating, and moving forward.

The impact of the weakened front rushed into his body, as if countless wild horses were stirring his internal organs and running wildly among his limbs and bones.

The severe pain of sharp tearing, as the impact enters the body, and as his pain tolerance threshold is breaking through, it is rising sharply, or in other words, it is a geometric multiple surge.

But he didn't stop!

Retreat again and again, and advance again and again, with the most fierce and fearless attitude, and survive again and again and again, and again and again, and dangerously in the gaps of luck and golden light!

In the blood-shot eyes, there was unprecedented clarity and firmness.

It seemed as if he advanced, charged, and then waved his sword, which became his last obsession.

Blood kept gushing out.

The pain is also skyrocketing sharply.

The arms that were tightly clasped Wufeng had already been shaken to the point of bursting with blood and blood.

But he... still never lost a single point.

Gradually, the roar decreased and became weaker.

Gradually, the golden light above the head became dim.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Chen Daolin held Wufeng, repeating it again and again like a machine.

His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes empty.

The dusty memories came into his mind like a tide.

He remembered that it was a snowy night.

It's like... this snowy night tonight.

"Lan'er, I'm leaving!"

"Only when I leave, you and the children can survive."

"It's just a pity that I can't see the birth of a child, I can't see whether he is a boy or a girl, I can't see him like you or me, I can't hug him, I can't accompany him to grow up, I can't hear him screaming...

…dad!"

"After I leave, you must live well with your children."

"I used to think I could dominate my own life and protect you and my children, but at this moment I realized that maybe from the moment I was born, my destiny was full and I couldn't rewritten."

"When I can really reverse this fate, I will come to you and the children to make up for everything!"

On that snowy night, Chen Daolin said these words and turned around resolutely. The moment he turned around, his eyes were red and his tears were filled.

He didn't stop, nor did he take anything away.

He walked out of the house resolutely, leaving behind the dim lights in the room behind him, a figure with his belly erect and nodded silently from beginning to end.

He remembered that the wind that night, the pain was as prickly as a needle, piercing into the bones and poking into the heart.

He also remembered that the road was very long that night. He walked for a long time, and every step he took was like a pile of lead, as heavy as a mountain.

He remembered even more that the road was so dark that he couldn't see the way ahead.

This time I have been leaving for more than twenty years!

"Lan'er, Dong'er, you have been moving forward in the dark for more than 20 years. Why aren't I... not?"

"I thought that if I reversed this fate, I could take you home and our family would be reunited, but this fate is unfair. Dong'er's fate was also full of it at the moment of birth."

"Tolerance, retreat, the overall situation... I am really not a qualified father!"

As soon as I thought of this, the memories in my mind seemed to disappear like a bubble, turning into a ball of flame, burning like a prairie fire, like the scorching sun in the sky, burning dazzlingly.

Chen Daolin, who was covered in blood, smiled.

Smile freely.

The laughter echoed in this area, which had long been razed to the ground and had long been nowhere else.

"I'll go to your fucking fate!"

boom!
To be continued...