C268 I'm Going to Go Meet These Ten Thousand Dragons
C268 I'm Going to Go Meet These Ten Thousand Dragons
However, Lingchen still bid farewell to him properly.
He knew he was going to die, but he still chose to go...
Several times, he couldn't hold on any longer.
If he couldn't find any news about the king, then no matter who it was, they would all become impetuous. However, at this time, a beautiful image would always appear in his mind.
She said, "You must be safe."
For ten years, the image was not blurry, but clear.
Lingchen did not forget that there was still a girl waiting for him.
The fourth king was at the top of the mountain behind the sacrificial field.
When Lingchen reached there, Wang was a living corpse that had lost its soul. It would only attack the moving objects in its eyes.
"It's all over today!"
As Lingchen said this, a strong gust of wind blew over. His tattered clothes fluttered in the wind, and his long hair danced in the wind.
Clang!
Six years later, Lingchen once again pulled out his Ice Shadow Sword.
Perhaps this time, everything would be resolved.
At the summit of the mountain where the lightning and thunder intersected, two figures collided, causing an explosion even more terrifying than lightning. The dazzling light even tore through the darkness.
Heaven's Enlightenment: Shining World Sword Art.
Lingchen swung his right arm and the Ice Shadow Sword rotated in front of him. It then stabbed into the ground and shook.
Lingchen's robe fluttered in the wind as his hair was blown up. The space behind him shook and dozens of beams of light quickly condensed like dozens of swords. The darkness was torn apart by the light, indicating the last king!
"Rustle, rustle ~ ~ ~"
Dozens of beams of light shot out at the same time, dragging a long, golden streak of light as they pierced towards the last person.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Wang, he held the sword's hilt and pointed at Lingchen.
The hilt of the sword was actually like a whirlpool of light, gathering together to form a golden light. When the golden light came, a one meter wide beam of light ruthlessly shot towards Lingchen.
The sword-like golden light collided with the beam of light.
The golden light flashed past the light pillar like a sword, weakening the light pillar and sending the Light Sword flying.
"Pu ci!"
The light beam that was the size of a finger pierced Lingchen's chest. Lingchen felt a sweet taste in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
More than ten rays of golden light pierced through the king's body. He released the sword in his hand and heavily fell to the ground.
Lingchen won this battle.
Although he had also paid the price, he still won in the end.
"You can go back now." he said, a smile on his face.
He had earned more than ten thousand diamonds, so he bought some pill to eat, then took the heads of the four kings back to the Sacrificial Grounds and gave them to the woman.
Lingchen thought that he could go back soon.
However, just as the ceremony was about to begin, the Sacrificial Grounds suddenly shook.
"They're back. The light has dissipated and darkness has descended. Those retreating ancient dragons are back!" The woman said.
Lingchen frowned. He rode his sword to the top of the mountain and looked at the distant horizon. There was a large amount of darkness rolling in.
He saw it clearly.
It was not darkness. Instead, it was enormous dragons. They were innumerable, and covered the sky and the sun. Huge wings covered the sky as they flew over.
"There are one hundred thousand of them. You can leave now. I am the witch of this place. I will carry out the ceremony to the end." The woman said.
"A hundred thousand..."
He looked at the darkness that blotted out the sky and knew very well that if he could not complete the ceremony, he would not be able to leave the instance dungeon.
Lingchen thought of that girl and said: "Carry out the ceremony in peace, I'll go meet these 100,000 ancient dragons."