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Kamsky stretched out his hand to Lu Zhengkang: "Come on, our journey is the sea of ​​stars."

Lu Zhengkang looked at the person in front of him deeply, "Actually, I really appreciate you. But our paths are contrary to each other. This is a struggle for enlightenment. An apocalypse should not have two dominant consciousnesses, so please allow me to refuse ."

The smile on Kamsky's face solidified, he slowly retracted his hand, stared at the Seventh World Body, and slowly nodded, "Every glory belongs to the Lord, this time, it is a battle against the morals. Go ahead."

He gave way.

Lu Zhengkang walked down the upside-down stairs of the Silent Palace, submerged under the water, and the surrounding darkness suppressed his light to the limit.

Chapter 726: Decisive Battle One

Stepping into the gloomy gate of the palace, there is a mural of the apocalypse on the dome of the promenade, which is now underfoot.

The boundless crime and punishment can be seen by Lu Zhengkang as long as he lowers his head. The four living creatures released by the Lamb in the fourth dimension bring war, plague, famine and death to the universe. Hundreds of intelligent races drive huge ships to shoot at each other. The Yihe System is turbulent and broken, the vacuum decays and consumes one-third of the mass of the universe, the black hole is burned, the Great Wall of Sloan is exploded into a gamma-ray burst, the ghosts in hell chew and spit out all living things, and the seven angels of God are here The other side raised seven golden bowls and spilled the last seven plagues into the three-dimensional universe.

All this madness is hidden in the mural, and the mural is hidden in the darkness.

The candles here are also inverted. The flame is faintly like a grass seed. The light can only reach three inches outside the flame and then disappear. With the presence of light, the outline and trajectory of the shadow are more prominent. It's like flowing, full of vitality.

Lu Zhengkang stepped on the void, with his feet in the air, but he seemed to be walking on the surface of the water, causing ripples in circles, leaving his smooth and full footprints, releasing the white and misty light that lasted for a long time.

In his heart, distracting thoughts settled down, and the last battle, no matter what, must be faced.No matter how many regrets and reluctances he has, he can't show it, and he can't slow down his sword.

Passing through the long corridors and the many halls, he headed towards the deepest and top floor.

In the big dome, here is a deep round pit, the candlestick stands tall, not a single candle is lit.

Lu Zhengkang drew out the sea of ​​cages. This iron-trained flying sword has now exhausted its physical properties. When it is out of the scabbard, it turns into a small rainbow ribbon, which is wrapped around his palm.

The incarnation of a Bodhisattva also has a family character.

The seventh-life body leaped into the deep dome and gently stepped on the ground. In the background, there were an upside-down niche, candles, twin trees, and hollow windows like a cross.

The god of hatred carried the Overlord Armor on his back. Behind him, the black iron candlestick fanned out like a peacock tail, and the white salt wax, no one lit the fire.

On the contrary, there are dozens of white flames at the end of the beautiful antlers of the seventh generation.

The two are similar in stature, they are similar in appearance, and even the standing posture is stable.

One is from the other shore, the incarnation of the Bodhisattva, and the other is from the illusion of illusion, the god of mortal summit.

No matter how you look at it, this is no doubt a battle.

Lu Zhengkang started with the cage sea still in his hand, but the blade had already hit the neck of the god of hatred.This is Utra's assassination technique, zero-time teleportation, a sword at the speed of light, staying in time and space.

Kamsky's face was hidden under the cloth helmet, and he gently lifted the blade of hatred in his hand. The door-like square sword had an osprey-like vigorous sword track. Before Lu Zhengkang took the shot, he had put the sword in front of his neck, prophesying Resist the attack normally.

For the first time, the sea returned without success.

The god of hatred took off the helmet, revealing a face half-life and half-dead. The left cheek is a rotten muscle and the right cheek is a shiny silver machine, which combines the truth and the reality, transcending life and death, the nameless god, ouroboros, the prisoner Lord, the ultimate body of Elijah Kamsky Carnegie.

"Lu Zhengkang! I am invincible on the nameless island! Give up your struggle!"

"When the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are still broken, who in the world can dare to claim undefeated?" Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "You still don't realize that I am better for you than you!"

In an instant, billions of sword qi bursts, and the deep dome is filled with platinum Hongguang that expands like a shock wave.

Kamsky didn't panic when he saw it. He lifted the sword gently, and the blade of hatred drew a black tide. The dark purple shadow engulfed the boundless sword air, even the ripples could not be lifted.

The nameless god laughed, and two thirteen candlesticks lit up behind him, his power increased.

Most of this sword light is the generation of the living corpse demon spirits who died under the sea of ​​cages. They have been burned out by the fire of karma. Therefore, it is the aggregation of pure salt. Each path has a faint candle light. With absolute control, a single sword swept away the billions of sword energy in the cage.

Lu Zhengkang knew that this time, it was a hard fight.

Kamsky must not be able to stop the attack of the candlelight, but the premise is that Lu Zhengkang can hit Kamsky with the candlelight. If he can't win quickly, he will fight hard.The god of hatred has a strong computing power for support, and his swordsmanship is a way of transforming the Tao, which has reached the level of knowing the future.Although Lu Zhengkang has escaped from salt, his fighting mode is still within a limited framework after all. As long as he does not deviate from common sense, Kamsky can predict the offensive of the Seventh World.

The cage sea uttered an agitated sword sound and disappeared in Lu Zhengkang's palm. In an instant, the jade-white rainbow light filled Kamsky's body, and each path was the body, the pure light without salt.

The god of hatred threw a square sword. This sword blade, which looked like a sallow salt pillar, did not fight the cage sea. It jumped to Lu Zhengkang's head in a moment. The cage sea sword light combined, but did not strike Kamsky. Wuming has followed He came to Lu Zhengkang with the Fang sword, clutching the hilt, and splashing down a magnificent purple and black sword curtain.

Lu Zhengkang shrank and withdrew, kicked on the spine of Fang Jian's sword, deflected the sword track, and burned his footprints on the sword body.Kamsky is only three feet away from him now. It can be said that it is too crowded to dance. On the special cheeks of ouroboros, there is an ambition to win. As he turns, the offset blade is dragged and slanted up.

Lung Hai cut from behind Kamsky. He was already so fast, but it was always so close that he could not hit Kamsky.Because Kamsky's prediction is always faster than when the sword teleports.

Sometimes a short distance is not the end of the world, every second is eternity.

Kamsky sits on the will of God, and Lu Zhengkang is at war with the entire unknown island.

Lu Zhengkang fought Kamsky with a fist while flying a sword.

The sword of hatred is open and unruly, not even subtle. Every slashing will bring out a huge flaw. However, this flaw can never be caught. It is always made up when the flaw appears. .

Lu Zhengkang turned into a torch flame cloud, vigorously fierce, like a satin, and rushed towards Kamsky, while Wuming was just a left sword and a right sword. The pressed sword curtain lengthened the space-time distance between the two sides. , This fist never hit him.

"Give up, give up! You will never hit me! Even if you become light, a single spark, how can you extinguish the dark tide!"

Lu Zhengkang did not answer. He just turned his palm and shot out a cloud of thunder, fending off the blade of hatred, raised his hand, the cage sea flew back into his palm, the flying sword condensed the length of the blade, hands clasped, he stepped forward, every step , Then split a sword.The nameless god raised his sword to block, and the rainbow light and the salt pillar opposed, making a blast of fire.

——

The candlelight in the cage continued to burn off the blade of hatred, and the nameless god retreated three feet, leaving the remaining sword aside, and with a beckon, a new big sword fell in his palm.

The sword is like a long stick, blood red all over, with fine spines all over, like a feather duster, and like a live sea cucumber.

"This one is gluttony!"

Chapter 727 Decisive Battle II

Gluttony is a sword whip, which can be broken into six knots with one shake.Unlike the violent and chaotic slash of the Blade of Hatred, the blade of Glutton's sword track is like a snake venom flower, and the sword body and the darkness float silently.

Lu Zhengkang leaned slightly and grabbed a cautious start. Kamsky was surrounded by the extended sword whip, as if it were the thorns that bound him, the tip of the sword was hidden, not knowing where.

"Don't do unnecessary struggles, Lu Zhengkang! You can't complete the apocalypse by yourself, even if you kill me and inherit the power of the nameless island, you can only wake up on the coast again and repeat A painful journey, and then met me here again."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "If you were killed by me, it would be impossible to live. Everything you existed will be erased. Following the timeline, you will disappear completely, and the father of the bionic man will become another person. It won’t even be a man, and there won’t be any thoughts like you, and the world will continue to develop dull.

Kamsky frowned. "Do you think you will reach the Apocalypse? But even if it is the Apocalypse, it is impossible to reverse history..."

"It's useless to say more." Lu Zhengkang took out his left hand, took a candle from the antlers, bounced it, and when the sky turned into a stream of light, it hovered and woven into a fire net in the deep dome, Kamsky Don't touch these candles directly, and don't let the blade touch it, otherwise it will be burned out.

Restricting the range of movement, Lu Zhengkang now looks like a boss, but Kamsky looked satisfied when he saw it.

Lu Zhengkang shrank the flow of fire while impelling him, and charged with a sword. He crossed three feet in two steps and swung the sword at Wuming.

The blade of Glutton trembles, stretches violently, and rushes towards the sky. So there are two wandering dragons in the sky, white and red. The surface of Glutton's sword body expands in time and space, blocking the burning of flames, and then sticks to the stream of fire, weaving and dancing. .And Kamsky didn't have a weapon in his hand and didn't rush. On the one hand, he wandered in shattered steps to dodge Lu Zhengkang's sword track, and on the other hand, he waited for the gluttony to give him enough range of motion.

As the gluttony blade continues to widen the space-time structure, the deep dome becomes extremely high, and Lu Zhengkang and the nameless god are like two tiny fleas dancing between the double dragon grid.