The rise of Marvel's lord god

Not to mention other things, they have to help themselves with this courage and this decision.

Isn't it a ghost? Isn't it a villain?

Me, Lin Zhengying, when have I been afraid!

Under the flash of light one after another, the entire fourth floor seemed to be lit up, and the two blockers stood still and did not take a step back, because they were not sure whether they were in front of them on the timeline in the back room or Behind myself, so I must never cross that distance.

With hard work, the injuries on the blocker's body became heavier and heavier, and soon one had lost most of his attack and movement abilities. This is still the ghosts who hope to advance the ghost king who are collecting ashes everywhere to collect lives and not coming to besiege in the case of.

Suddenly, the blocker who was almost unable to hold it felt that his internal organs began to twist, as if he had broken into a range that he should not have broken into. At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

At the last moment, he solved it by himself, exploded into a ball of light, knocked out the ghost in front of him, and created a position similar to a fire ditch.

Just as the line of defense was about to fall, a peach wood sword flew over from the opposite corridor and stuck to the ground. There was also a figure following the sword. The new blocker was in place. He pulled up the lost peach wood sword and Dao Robe Dumping, blocked there again like a dam.

On the second and third floors, because the total timeline is constantly changing, there are more and more people here who understand that time is distorted at their location. Everyone is not a fool. Even if the perception is biased, there is more than one in this building. All points are clear.

"Ji Jie, what's the matter?" Zheng Yimin asked, looking at Ji Jie who suddenly stopped in front of the stairs.

"I seem to feel it." The polluted peach wood sword in Ji Jie's arms shook slightly.

"What do you feel?" Zheng Yimin continued to ask.

"Someone above needs it." Ji Jie looked down at the peach wood sword in her hand.

Zheng Yimin paused, "What are you waiting for, send things."

Ji Jie looked at Zheng Yimin a little strangely. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident. Are you planning to go to death with me?

"It's probably only the Taoist leader who can make you feel this way. He needs this. Explain that the situation above is very poor." Zheng Yimin drew out his pistol and checked the bullet. "As for the one who is not dead, there are With so many other timelines, if I need to sacrifice, why can’t I be who I am now."

"No, I mean you also want to go with me?" Ji Jie asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, if I don't follow, what should you do if you are entangled by a small character?" Zheng Yimin rolled his eyes and responded with a smile, "Isn't that a waste of time?"

"It makes sense. In this way, let's add a bet. The people who went out this time have to write down the case files of those who didn't go out. How about it?" Ji Jie took her own steps towards the fourth floor while speaking.

"Okay, how many times have you stayed?"

"three times."

"Then you lost, I stayed five times."

Bang Bang Bang, after reaching the fourth floor, the continuous sound of gunfire covered the voice of the two people.

Chapter 344: If You Can’t Make Good Things, Let Your Opponent's Things Worse (Seeking Recommendation, Asking Monthly Pass)

Lin Zhengying's actions quickly intensified the entire battlefield. The upper second floor of the entire unfinished building was unacceptable, and the main body was divided into two camps.

The blocking camps of Chen Hai, Ji Jie, Lin Zhengying and others, as well as the attacking camps of Lu Yi, Nie Yu, and others, that is, the attacking party is chaotic to a certain extent, otherwise the blocking battle is really not easy to fight.

The fight outside is not open, but the main characters of victory really have little relationship with these people.

In Lin Zhengying's inner world, after facing the hurdles in his heart head-on, he also returned to the scene that made it hard to sleep.

Just like an immersive movie, Lin Zhengying watched her killing all the way until she realized that something was wrong in the film. Then the scene seemed to stagnate, and the ticking clocks echoed in his ears.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhengying raised the peach wood sword in his hand. The situation is critical now. As long as the sword can be cut down, the problem will be solved and those who are alive outside can continue to live.

This is just an illusion...this is just an illusion...

Lin Zhengying kept reminding herself, but no matter how many times he read it, the sword in his hand still didn't rise, but the body tended to retreat a little.

That's right, no matter how angry I was when I came, when it was time to choose, facing the easiest option, Lin Zhengying was still uncertain.

At this moment, outside, on Lin Zhengying’s crown, a small white dragon was floating on it, as if waiting for someone’s order. After a short wait, the white dragon soared into the air, then fell suddenly and entered In Lin Zhengying's body.

After entering, the white dragon turned into a mist and slowly swept across Lin Zhengying's body, and the changes began to appear. The appearance of the ghosts in front of Lin Zhengying began to change little by little.

This sudden change made Lin Zhengying realize what is impermanence in the world and what is unexpected joy.

Soon, the appearances of those ghosts were unified, and the monster standing in the front row was the monster he had just cut into eight segments.

The moment the monster appeared, Lin Zhengying had no idea whatsoever, and the hand holding the peach wood sword became stronger, and the robe and hat on her body began to flutter.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief, let's withdraw!"

A voice came into his body from behind Lin Zhengying.

Hearing this, Lin Zhengying turned her head and saw Chen Hai, Ji Jie, and all the people she had saved standing behind her.

"You withdraw." In a daze, Lin Zhengying could not tell whether it was a fantasy or reality.

After dropping a word in a hurry, he took the initiative to kill the enemy, and his body became hotter and hotter. This kind of heat was not a perception of temperature, but a manifestation of his fiercely burning Dao Heart.

After so many years of Taoist priests, maybe he has been an executioner, maybe he has done a lot of wrong things, but there is one thing he has never done wrong, that is, when the weak need him, he will always stand in the forefront.

Lin Zhengying's charge was like pressing the start button of a movie. The monsters who were standing there started to move and rushed towards him one by one.

There is no softness, no hesitation. Lin Zhengying’s sword has never been sharper than it is now. The flashing light is a manifestation of the righteousness in his chest. He dare not lift the sword not because he can’t lift it, but because he can’t get past his own. turn off.

Lu Dongbin's help only made him realize more quickly that there is no perfect person in the world, and it is unrealistic to want to be a Taoist in a book.

This recognition is certain, and the light surrounding Lin Zhengying has also changed. From golden light to yellow, it seems that his power is weakened. However, this kind of energy and this kind of mana make Lin Zhengying feel that he was fighting against Loki in the New York battle. That feeling.

Do whatever you want, do whatever you want.

After finding the initial feeling, Lin Zhengying found that the terrifying or even unmatched enemies in front of him had become fragile at some point, and the number had been reduced to the point where he could directly count it before he knew it.

When the last sword was cut down, there were no enemies standing in front of him, and the humans behind him had disappeared, leaving him alone in the entire illusion.

At this moment, Lu Dongbin's figure slowly emerged before his eyes.

Lin Zhengying held the seal with ten fingers and held the disciple's ceremony. He knew that Lu Dongbin had helped him all this, and only a figure of this level could change the whole world without too much alarming him, and convince him that this was true.

Looking at Lin Zhengying, who was on the road, Lu Dongbin nodded in satisfaction. This person's performance made him very satisfied. He was a good seedling of enlightenment. At least he did not waste his heart to risk communicating with the Lord God.

"Go, you need you more outside, and you can't give up a day to cultivate your mind."

Lu Dongbin's voice fell, and his figure disappeared. Lin Zhengying returned the courtesy seriously. It is natural that he did not completely rely on himself to pass the inner test. The disadvantage is that he will be more troublesome to maintain in the future, and he is more susceptible to special energy than people of the same rank. Impact.

The illusion dissipated when Lin Zhengying was holding the gift, and the manifestation at his feet was no longer the golden avenue, but a room, a very ordinary room. Lin Zhengying learned it for the first time in this life. Tao.

After understanding herself, Lin Zhengying's consciousness quickly returned to her body.

Opening his eyes, Chen Hai's nervous and hurried movements entered his field of vision.

"Dao Master, you are awake!" Chen Hai looked happy after feeling the movement behind him.