C212 Never Yield
Lin Tian's body trembled.
In the next moment, his body seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, and a shocking scene appeared before his eyes.
The blood-red sky and the broken ground were full of holes. Blood flowed like a river and the stench of blood filled the air.
Lin Tian stood in the pool of blood and looked towards the sky. Over there, there was a figure that stood between heaven and earth.
The lightning exploded above his head as the gale howled at him. However, it was of no use. He stood there without moving, not even his robe fluttered in the wind.
Suddenly.
Lin Tian felt that this person was looking at him!
He saw a pair of cold, emotionless eyes that made him look like an ant in the eyes of all living things.
A wave of pressure suddenly descended.
As if a huge mountain had suddenly fallen on his back, Lin Tian felt his chest tighten as a sweet taste appeared in his mouth and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Crack ~ ~ ~"
The ground under Lin Tian's feet all exploded.
Bang!
He was pressed down to the ground by this pressure, and his entire body was sprawled on the ground. He looked like the great Sage Qitian in the legends, the Great Sage Qitian at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain.
Lin Tian could not raise his head, but his heart was in shock.
This man was too strong. With just a look, he had suppressed him!
"Who is this person?"
Lin Tian grit his teeth and wanted to get up from the ground, but under the huge pressure, he couldn't even move his fingers, much less his entire arm. Large drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
"What's the use of keeping such a lowly life?"
"Today, I, the god of pests, will cleanse this world with my blood and create a world that belongs to me!"
"A world without life and death!"
That person's voice echoed through the world. As he spoke, the air around him exploded, the ground shook, and blood flowed into the sky. Even the blood cloud was torn apart.
"God of Plague!"
Lin Tian's heart trembled and his body trembled.
He wanted to raise his head, but he was unable to move. The figure stood in the air and looked at Lin Tian. The lowly Lin Tian who was like an ant lying on the ground.
"God of Plague!"
"A world without death?"
Lin Tian felt a ball of fire ignite within his heart. One half came from the depths of his blood, while the other half came from the deepest part of his soul.
He wasn't sure why the figure was so infuriated.
Somehow, he seemed to have seen this figure before.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"0
Within Lin Tian's body, the Grandmist Creation Art spun crazily. Streaks of golden light burst out from his body, tearing apart the sky.
Clenching his fist, Lin Tian stood up. Even though he was swaying and trembling, he still stood up in the end.
He looked at the figure once again.
There was no longer any shock in his eyes. There was only endless rage.
A finger pointed at him!
Lin Tian and him looked at each other. Four cold gazes collided in the air, unable to do anything to each other.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"
He was about to say something when he suddenly felt his body shaking. The broken world in front of him disappeared quickly, turning into a cave tunnel.
"Lin Tian?"
"Lin Tian, wake up!"
"Don't scare me, Lin Tian!"
When Lan Duoluo's voice entered his ears, Lin Tian finally reacted. He was just looking for the divine sword, and after finding it, it was as if he had fallen into another world.
Lowering his head to look at Randolucco crying in his arms while tightly hugging him, Lin Tian stretched out a hand and rubbed her little head.
"I'm back."
He didn't know why, but he subconsciously said this.
"Lin Tian!"
Randolph's delicate body trembled and he raised his head to look at Lin Tian. Facing that gentle gaze, she suddenly cried even harder.
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