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, and he suddenly raised his green hand, breaking through the air waves and smoke, and pressed it towards Lin Qiye's chest!
A palm that gradually regained its blood color also pushed away the smoke and dust, colliding with her hand!
boom--!!
Earth-shattering explosions came from between the two palms, and the ground for several miles around the Zhenguo Monument suddenly sank several meters!
The howling wind tore up the blizzard, directly shaking the area into a windless vacuum. The drifting snowflakes were also shaken out of the fault. After ten seconds, snowflakes continued to fall from the sky.
At the same time, at the hilt of the Tian Congyun Sword lying on the ground in the distance, a flash of night suddenly appeared. Just hearing a sword cry, the Tian Congyun Sword turned into a sword light, flashed across the sky in an instant, and directly hit Isis's body.
The green and jade hands were connected to the wrists, and they were cut off in one stroke, and the cuts were as smooth as a mirror.
Isis's pupils shrank suddenly, and she stepped back a hundred meters. She activated the power of life to try to recover her wrist, but she was helpless with the wound left by the Tiancong Yun Sword.
Blood continued to flow down the broken wrist and spilled to the ground. Isis frowned and looked forward, only to see a figure holding a sword in one hand and walking slowly.
The drifting wind and snow danced rapidly around his charred body. With all the potential of Guishen Yin being exhausted, Lin Qiye's mental power realm climbed steadily, breaking through the "Klein" realm bottleneck in one fell swoop, and briefly stepped into
The ceiling of human beings.
The scars on his body were recovering rapidly. He stretched out his hand and pulled it in the void, and the night and stars turned into a robe and draped it around his body.
Lin Qiye's eyes were extremely bright.
In fact, the power of ghosts and gods is not enough to allow humans to cross that bottleneck and step into the ceiling of humanity.
The peak of the "Klein" realm is the ultimate range where ghosts and spirits can work.
But just when Lin Qiye's realm was about to be intercepted by the bottleneck, another force emerged to help him cross the bottleneck and step into the realm of the human ceiling.
【Poem Singer of the Sky】.
[Poem Singer of the Sky]: Poetry has a soul. Whenever you recite a poem that resonates with your heart, it will have a corresponding impact on the surrounding environment. The stronger the resonance between the poem and your heart, the greater its impact on the outside world.
The bigger.
The poems that Lin Qiye used to intercept the God of Wind and the God of Life were fragile. This was not only due to Lin Qiye's own state, but also because his heart could not resonate with the poems, which was also an important factor leading to the decline in power.
But those four oaths are different.
This is the first oath to become a Night Watchman, and it is also the last song of countless Night Watchmen before they sacrifice their lives in battle!
Along the way, Lin Qiye met countless night watchmen. Their shining qualities left a deep impression in his heart. Before reciting the oath, he untied the last of his heart.
Knot, the mind is clear.
This state, as well as the current situation on the verge of despair, made Lin Qiye's inner resonance with these four oaths reach an extremely terrifying level!
[The Poet of the Sky] coupled with the overdraft potential of Guishenyin, allowed Lin Qiye to cross the threshold of the human ceiling in one step. In terms of realm, he even reached a level close to the divine realm in one breath!
Lin Qiye didn't know how strong he was now, but judging from his aura, he was even on par with 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, coupled with the overdraft of all potentials by using ghosts and gods, the two superimposed, no matter how strong his physical fitness was, there would be no trace of any damage after the statute of limitations expired.
Possibility of survival.
This is the last battle for Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye's eyes swept over the sacred monument with vegetable seedlings growing continuously, and he murmured a poem in a low voice. Then raging fire spurted out from the monument base, swept up the vegetable seedlings along the surface of the monument, and instantly ignited the entire town.
monument!
The national monument was transformed by the divine power of the gods and was extremely hard. No matter how the flames burned, it would not be harmed. However, the vegetable seedlings that took root and absorbed the power of the monument gradually withered and withered in the fire.
The fire licked the towering monument, turning the sky red. Lin Qiye, wearing a night-colored robe, flashed under the monument. A touch of extreme darkness quickly ate away at the sky above him.
Isis looked at the burning monument with anger in her eyes.
"A mere mortal is really looking for death!"
As the divine power surged, the green coat danced wildly in the wind. She stretched out her right hand and slapped it hard on the ground, with murderous intent flashing in her eyes!
boom--!!!
The divine power of life poured into the earth crazily. In the blink of an eye, countless exaggerated plants burst out from under the hard rock formations. Weeds more than a hundred meters high twisted like giant pythons, and five thick tree trunks covered with barbs rose into the sky.
, trapping Lin Qiye in the center, and then curled up like a giant's fingers, trying to crush him in the palm of his hand.
Under the power of the God of Life, this barren snowfield was transformed 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 extremely calm. He raised his head to look at the stars dotted in the night sky above his head, and opened his lips lightly:
"[Thousands of Fallen Stars]."
The moment Lin Qiye's voice appeared, the stars began to violently turbulence, and they turned into a shower of stars across the sky, hitting the earth directly.
The stars rubbed against the air, turning into giant burning fireballs, which crashed into the wildly dancing giant plant paradise, tearing them into pieces invisible. With the continuous explosions and roars, one crater after another appeared on the earth.
above.
The chaotic explosion and burning turned Isis' green coat red. She frowned and was about to make a move. Among the flames beside her, a figure in black held a sword with one hand. The sword's light shredded the air and shot straight.
Cut to her snow-white neck!
Isis felt the terrifying aura coming from the Tian Congyun sword, her pupils shrank, her legs were rooted to the spot, and her upper body suddenly twisted back at a weird angle to avoid the edge of the sword.
Her hand grasped Lin Qiye's sword-holding wrist with her backhand.
With the infusion of life power, a large number of vegetable seedlings came out of Lin Qiye's right hand and spread rapidly along the arm towards the body. Lin Qiye felt that his movements slowed down again and his whole 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 vegetable seedlings to the bone!
Blood spurted out, and the severed arm, along with the Tiancongyun Sword, broke through the earth and fell straight towards the center of the earth.
Lin Qiye endured the severe pain, and a second magic circle flashed out from under his feet. A blue cat shadow bounced up from the ground and bit into Isis' body.
Stab——!!
A thick and ferocious thunder struck down from the clouds.