Kowloon pull coffin

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As the prophecy often said, the sharp blade kills the life, and the power wounds the soul.

I have really learned the true meaning of this sentence.

The left shoulder began to bleed, and a large piece of flesh was cut away by the sickle, and the blood gushed wildly.

Soon, the knee was cut by the knife again.

The vitality is passing away rapidly, and the soul is also in a state of constant weakening.

I was bloodied all over, and the more I fought, the more weary I became.

To be dominated by fear is to entrust your life to death.

The footsteps of death are becoming clearer and clearer, as if winter is approaching.

The blood began to turn cold, and the soul seemed to become numb.

I had no intentions at all, and all my emotions were the true reflection of my soul. Now that my soul has become numb, my fear will naturally begin to subside.

Death is coming.

This isn't the first time I've felt death was imminent.

It's been many times, and I vividly remember how it felt.

Every time I face death, I always regret more than fear.

There is a saying that is very good, the best way to make a person brave is to give him a person worth protecting with his life.

If you can't, then there is only regret.

I want to protect, on Taiyin Mountain, Jiang Xueyang whose soul is broken and only his spiritual sense remains.

I want to protect, in the Helan Mountains, the girl from the Lin family 400 years ago who couldn't wake up because of her pain.

I want to protect A Li, a girl from the Dongyi tribe that I brought out from the snowy secret realm.

I want to protect that lovely and loyal Ancestral Dragon boy Aofeng awakened in Tianchi.

I want to protect the eight thousand disciples of the Qingqiu fox clan who have come out of the cold and desolate.

I want to protect Liu Hechou and his wife who led me to start my destiny.

I want to protect the tens of thousands of demonic disciples who died fighting for the demonic way.

I want to protect, the Demon Dao Soul Calling Banner in my porch.

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However, in the boundless nightmare, the stars seem to put away their light, they no longer shine for me.

Loneliness is coming soon, pain has come.

The faded smile of my lover is about to go with the wind from my memory.

No, I will not die.

This is not the real Grim Reaper, I can definitely defeat her!

The real power of the god of death is not the fear of death.

We are neither the living nor the dead, we shall be forgotten by the living and the dead.

We return to the world we said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days we lived in, the people we loved.

We are beings and curses, therefore we forget the past, and are forgotten by the past.

The real power of death is oblivion!

As long as I have someone I can't forget, I won't be afraid of death!

Thinking of this, endless courage and fighting spirit rose from the depths of my soul.

The light of the pure Jun sword soared, and the magic sword turned into a torrent of sword energy, radiating in all directions.

The sword energy pierced through the nightmare of fear, and crossed here and there.

Why do we fight?

To protect the country and the country and eliminate evil, Taoism will naturally kill demons!

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433章 第七魔尊

The courage generated in the depths of my soul made the Chunjun sword in my hand shine brightly.

Chun Junjian has opened up his spiritual consciousness and is connected with my blood. The courage of the rest of his life after the catastrophe has also given him a new life.

After the nightmare of fear broke open, I attacked frantically with my broken body.

The supernatural powers derived from the magic sword repelled the attacks of the fearful demon king time and time again, and pushed her further and further away.

During this period, I didn't have the Excalibur Sword Qi.

Directly using the endless sword intent of the demon sword, she forced her body of death back to the end of the demon palace.

The fearful Demon Lord became more and more panicked as he fought, and the black flames in his eyes became more and more frenzied.

My life-and-death attack severely damaged her immortal body, and no amount of evil energy could restore it instantly.

Under the continuous superimposition of injuries, the Dread Demon Lord finally felt the threat of death.

When death threatened the God of Death, the fear she planted in her heart was far greater than what she gave to all living beings.

I can't count how many swords I have unleashed. In short, before my blood ran dry, Chunjun finally pierced into the heart of the Demon Lord of Terror!

The heart is the Achilles' heel of the Dread Demon Lord, all wounds can be healed with the help of evil spirits, except the wounds of the mind.

I didn't use the ghost sword during my battle with the Dread Demon Lord, but I used the ghost sword method when piercing the fear Demon Lord's heart, because the ghost sword has supernatural powers, and the sword energy pierces through.

The Dread Demon Lord was on the verge of death, and the black flames in his eyes were getting weaker and weaker.

When it was about to be extinguished, the fear demon asked unwillingly: "Can you tell me, what is the real power of the god of death?"

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Her tone was very gentle, reminding me of Yanhua.