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Chapter 1072(2/2)

But everyone knows that this calm is only temporary, and there will be a shocking battle in half an hour.

The protagonists of this final battle are destined to be those high-ranking circles, not to mention that there are far more Qianxiang Holy Nights in their area than other places. The strength shown by these people alone makes people's scalp numb.

Without the Holy Spirit's martial arts, it would be impossible to compete with Jie Zi.

The world is lonely and silent.

But it is difficult for everyone's heart to calm down, whether it is the many realms who are obsessed with the Canglong treasure bones, or the other leaders who witnessed the shocking battle just now, the Shenyou realm had one arm cut off, and the Huangtu realm

Fallen and withered, the buried treasured bones of the playboy were dug up.

Everything makes people unable to truly calm down. The cruelty and tragedy of the final battle are far beyond everyone's imagination.

Lin Yun, who was sinking to the bottom of the water, his thoughts were in chaos. He felt that his vitality was rapidly passing away. He was able to survive the simultaneous bombardment of the five Holy Spirits because of the holy armor activated by the blue dragon's treasure bones, but even so, he still suffered heavy losses.

Almost half dead.

When Di Yu came to kill him, before his sword could be activated, the opponent dug up the blue dragon's treasure bones.

The speed was so fast that not only did others fail to react, but even Lin Yun's own thoughts could not keep up. Since arriving on the road to the sky, Lin Yun has never been so injured as he is now, with endless reluctance filling his chest.

Even the severe pain of having his precious bones dug out could not dispel it.

Even so, Lin Yun still had a strong will to persevere in his heart. The swordsman must not admit defeat as long as he has a breath left.

But he was injured too seriously. Blood was flowing out from the wound on his chest. His vitality was constantly passing away, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Is this what death feels like?

Lin Yun's thoughts were scattered and could no longer be condensed, with only some hazy thoughts wandering around.

"Humph, with me here, you won't die so easily."

Just when Lin Yun's consciousness was about to completely disappear, a clear and ethereal female voice sounded in his mind like lightning. The voice was ethereal and distant, and contained the domineering and domineering power of eternal dictatorship and self-reliance.

It was a very unfamiliar voice, but it seemed like I had heard it somewhere.
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