C1882 Final showdown (1/2)

Indeed, if Long Yan was at such a level, he would have died, and even Long Yan himself could feel it.

”Old thing, you don't have to worry about my junior's ability. After I got to know him, under this move, even the strongest experts at the peak of the Eighth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit did not leave here alive, not to mention this guy, he only increased his fighting strength because he was suppressing his strength. His ability to maintain his primordial spirit is also limited, with such an extreme burden on his strength, he shouldn't be too far away from death.”

Wan Rujun was a little worried before, but now that she understood this point, she was no longer worried.

Long Yan ignored all of those ugly faces. This time, his heart trembled, could it be that this will really be his last battle? If he couldn't kill the person in front of him, then he wouldn't be able to live, and he wouldn't be able to see Long Ling again. The love that he had sworn to protect and love each other for his entire life, that he wouldn't die alone.

”No, none of us will die, Nangong Hanxiao, I will never die!”

The furious flame burned once again, and the Sky Tremor Bomb in its hand trembled once again. It might have felt that Long Yan's heart was trembling, that was a strong will to survive, its blood was boiling, and it was even rolling on the ground!

”I can't die!”

He would fight his way into the Dao, to kill to become a god. No god could kill, to exterminate his own body, to exterminate his enemies, to exterminate his enemies.

The Undead that were once massacred by Nangong Hanxiao were all secretly watching to see if Long Yan could complete this unheard-of reverse killing.

The evil spirit howled, the vengeful spirit howled, and began to circle around the netherworld!

Long Yan's heart trembled, but he would never give up, much less admit defeat.

Yi Ruoran, Yi Xuan, Little Black, and Little Butterfly all tensed up. This time, they were nervous to the extreme.

That was a voice in his heart that told him to calm down. It told him that there was still hope left, and as the sun set, the sun seemed to light up the depths of Long Yan's heart, the place he was most afraid of and trembled the most. That was the light of hope, and for some inexplicable reason, Long Yan felt a kind of innate strength, which supported him from birth, not allowing him to fall.

He thought of Xiao Ling, the strong Long Yan. For the first time, because the battle was trembling, it gave him a trace of hesitation, loss, and powerlessness.

Nangong Hanxiao used the power of the Heavenly Dao to give him the power of the ancestors back then. His entire body shone with a cold light as golden light. His domineering aura, which seemed to be able to rule the world, could completely annihilate Long Yan in an instant.

Long Yan could feel that a familiar aura was quickly approaching him from a distance. What was that?

In the dark sky, an extremely strong ray of light that was suffused with immortal spiritual energy appeared.

Seeing that moment, shua! His tears could no longer be controlled. His heart was strong, but as the light neared, he felt that it was a figure. Moreover, that figure was already crying!

Weng! * Long Yan's mind shook, he seemed to have seen wrongly, that was the dragon spirit.

That's right, that was the girl he had been yearning for day and night, the person he loved the most!

At that moment, two lines of tears fell across his face. He had waited until he was ready, until he looked forward to it, and everything in his heart calmed down, and he finally understood how much this girl truly cared for him. Her appearance, once again gave Long Yan endless strength.