Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Yet, the extremely sharp aura of the extreme is reviving.

Ye Lan's breath was weak but extremely firm, and he was experiencing the final resonance with the ancient weapons tomb.

Ning Feng did not go near to disturb them, but just solemnly performed a martial arts salute towards the top of the mountain from a distance.

He knew what Ye Lan's choice meant.

He raised his hand, and a pure power of the origin of chaos crossed the space and silently injected into Ye Lan's body.

Add a tiny bit of protection to the horrific backlash she is about to endure.

boom,

Ning Feng looked at the extreme aura on the top of the mountain, which was becoming more and more intense and sharp.

Feeling Ye Lan's weak but extremely firm will was having its final resonance with the ancient weapon tomb.

Complex emotions surged in his heart, including admiration, regret, and a sense of powerlessness in the face of fate.

There were too many people like this who fell on Earth. He went around and visited the four major sects and the ten major families in the southeast region.

Many, many old families have disappeared.

Just as he was about to leave quietly and not disturb her final sacrifice,

hum!

A faint but extremely clear thought swayed like a candle flame in the wind.

It struggled to penetrate the violent extreme energy field and directly entered the depths of Ning Feng's soul.

"You...you are here, Ning Feng..."

It was Ye Lan's voice.

With unimaginable fatigue.

It seemed as if every word was draining away her remaining vitality, yet it also contained a strange sense of calmness.

Ning Feng's figure suddenly stopped, and the shadows of chaotic gods and demons fluctuated slightly behind him.

He immediately sent out a gentle divine consciousness, as if protecting fragile glass, and responded: "Ye Lan...it's me."

On the top of the mountain, that ball of supreme light seemed to flicker slightly.

Ye Lan's voice was intermittent, but it came through clearly. "I didn't expect that I could see you again in the end, haha..."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if it had transcended endless pain and struggle.

"My mind is full of the scene where I broke off the engagement, and you pointed at my nose and scolded me, and then, our three-year showdown..."

Ning Feng's heartstrings were suddenly plucked.

He thought of too many old friends who had passed away.

"Things change and people change."

Ning Feng's voice was calm, and he spoke lightly, but with great emotion.

"hehe…"

A very faint chuckle seemed to come from Ye Lan's mind, like an undercurrent under the ice.

She felt Ning Feng's breath, "You are seriously injured..."

She was referring to Ning Feng's almost broken holy body.

Ning Feng remained silent and did not refute.

He could feel Ye Lan's aura burning in a resolute manner, like a candle wick that was about to burn out, bursting out the last and most dazzling light.

Ning Feng said, "Everyone is fighting. What's important is that Earth can survive."

"Ning Feng..."

Ye Lan was silent for a moment, and then her voice suddenly became rapid and solemn, as if she was resisting some kind of tremendous pressure. "Don't... don't die. Earth... can't live without you... Only you can keep Earth alive..."

"Also, tell my father... I don't regret becoming a soldier..."

The last words were not yet spoken.

The ball of extreme light on the top of the mountain suddenly burst out with brilliant brilliance that pierced the sky.

An indescribable sharp will came crashing down, as if it could cut through time and space.

Ye Lan's aura was instantly completely overwhelmed by the vast and boundless power of the extreme.

Her spiritual thoughts came to an abrupt end, like a candle flame extinguished by a strong wind.

Rumble!

The entire mountain shook violently, and the ancient weapons tomb emitted a deafening buzzing sound.

Countless shadows of sleeping soldier souls rose into the sky, circling and dancing around the dazzling light on the top of the mountain, emitting a tragic and passionate resonance.

The shadow of the red-haired priest appeared and disappeared in the light, emitting an ancient and powerful aura of oppression.

Ye Lan has completely entered the final stage of military training.

"Ning Feng, take care,"

"No matter what, even if I burn myself to death, even if I burn all my weapons, I will fight one last time."

"Goodbye! See you later!"

Then, Ye Lan seemed to fall silent, completely without a sound.

Ning Feng stood where he was.

The knuckles of his clenched fists turned white from the force, and purple blood oozed out from the gaping wounds, but was forcibly suppressed by his strong will.

He looked at the ball of light that represented Ye Lan's final destination. The chaotic flames in his eyes burned fiercely, and finally turned into a heavy sigh.

"Take care."

He bowed deeply to the light again, suppressing all his promises and sorrow in his heart.

Just as he turned around and prepared to leave this tragic place and continue his plan,

Click!

The void above his head shattered without any warning.

It is not the space vortex with wild fighting spirit like the one that was used by the Zhantian lineage's Xinglu.

Rather, it was like the purest glass being shattered, and the spatial fluctuations caused by the cracks spread out, emitting a cold and sacred aura, yet also carrying an endless aura of arrogance and rejection.

Then, a terrifying pressure comparable to torture came, which was extremely ancient and even more superior.

It was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, locking onto Ning Feng with incredible precision.

This pressure carried an indifference that examined everything, as if it was looking at an inferior creation, and was filled with the arrogance that was unique to the depths of the blood of the gods and could not be desecrated.

"The Celestial Gods."

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately guessed something.

Then, the space crack stabilized and a figure stepped out from it.

The person who came was not a physical entity, but a beam of light and shadow that was condensed to the extreme.

He was dressed in a luxurious robe shimmering with starlight, his face was blurred and shrouded in a hazy divine light.