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Chapter 1145 The Last Psionic Energy

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After seven years of collapse, Ling and Luo You met for the first time.

In the same year, the dawn team was dispersed and the world was separated by two.

After 16 years of collapse, Ling ignored the power of the dragon and searched for Luo You for thousands of miles and returned to his side.

After 46 years of collapse, the desert was blocked by the heavenly prison. Ling forced the capital to die, but ultimately failed to get reunion.

Finally, they hugged each other and they had parted forever.

Ling is also a person devoured by the times. I remember that when she first met Luo You, she naively said that she would set foot on the wilderness and change all this.

Later, nothing could be changed, and she could not even change her experience. She was just one of so many fallen people.

The desolate coastline, Ling's back to Mo Qian, stood there, which was so small compared to the vast world.

Mo Qian said silently, "Ling, I know you hate us, but you are the only one who can help us."

"He is a liar." Ling did not answer Mo Qian's words. Her voice was blurred by the sea breeze, but we could vaguely hear sobs, "He lied to me to live well, but left me alone, leaving me here alone."

Mo Qian sighed and said, "I understand your feelings."

"You don't understand." Ling's voice was very sad, full of sorrow that could not be dissolved. "You don't understand what it feels like to rescue you when you are most desperate. You don't understand what it feels like to protect you when you are young. You don't understand the feeling of loving but not getting it. You don't know how to wait for someone for the rest of your life, but find that he's leaving you."

Mo Qian was silent for a long time and said quietly, "So, are you willing to protect us for him?"

"No."

"Everyone's fate is in your hands."

"Ha, you know what it feels like to be controlled by others, right?"

Mo Qian didn't know what to say. For a moment, he even had a sense of force, but after thinking about it carefully, what to force the force

Ling has lost everything, nothing, friends, people she likes, home, and all the pillars that deserve her to live.

What do you want to force a person with nothing

Is it over?

Maybe this is the result of evil. You once took everything from her, but now she is going to watch everything from you being taken away.

Just as Mo Qian left sadly, Ling turned his head and asked coldly, "Who killed him?"

Mo Qian stopped, looked at Ling Chen Si for a moment, shook his head and said, "No one knows the specific situation, it's the Cross Church anyway."

"Will you kill all those people?"

"Yes, those who are still fighting stubbornly are unforgivable. We will kill them all."

"That's it." In just a moment, Ling's pupils suddenly began to tremble, and surging spiritual energy came out of her body. The surrounding time and space began to twist violently in this energy. The vortex of spiritual energy condensed in her pupils and threw straight into the distant western sky, and the vast fluctuations of spiritual energy also surged.

After the initial stunned moment, Mo Qian was already ecstatic and immediately called everyone over and directed the front line.

At this time, the airborne troops had lost one-third of the damage, and the war could not continue to expand.

The confrontation between the spiritual power person and the spiritual vision person is invisible, and the fire and smoke cannot be seen, and only the energy of consciousness surging and colliding on the battlefield.

Although humans cannot see the energy of consciousness, their existence stirs the atmosphere. Gradually, the sea begins to roar, the air current begins to roll, and the whole world trembles in the confrontation of two conscious energy. Countless hazes even condense and rage in the energy turbulence, forming hundreds of small hurricanes on the ocean.

Soon, the communicator rang, and Claudia's voice came, "The command's eyes disappeared, we are returning."

John immediately shouted, "It doesn't matter if the machine is damaged at the fastest time, you must bring the person back as much as possible."

"It's time to turn on the overload cruise and other eyes appear again."

Everyone looked at Ling in shock, and saw that her face was as pale as paper, obviously under tremendous pressure, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of her lips, which was in sharp contrast with her blood-free skin.

A general wanted to ask, but Mo Qian stopped him with his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Don't disturb her."

Just as the general was about to close his mouth, he suddenly looked at the sky in a daze, and shouted "Oh my God's eyes" unconsciously

Everyone looked up in shock and found that the sky was breaking, and the eyes of a spirit-seeing person were opening.

Obviously, the spiritual visionists peeked here along Ling's consciousness. They could not use their abilities to such a long distance, but Ling's spiritual energy signaled a perfect springboard, just like the vision of their invasion of the King of the Generals.

At this moment, the Spirit Visioner not only invaded the vision of the airborne troops, but even directly invaded the coalition command center.

When they were seen by their eyes, the generals felt that the whole world seemed to be twisted. The strange sounds that could not be described occupied their minds like a tide. The scarlet color spread like ink dripping on velvet paper, dyeing the surroundings a blood-red color. The blood wave gathered from all directions, and even the sky above their heads of the daylight appeared in the sky above their heads. They fell like ripe seeds, landed on the ground and took root, sprouted, and grew pairs of dark eyes, staring at them from all directions.

"What is this?" During the hallucination, a general had already pulled out his gun in horror. It was obvious that the spirit visionists interfered with their vision and made them regard Ling as a monster.

The psychic person is fragile, and a bullet can kill her.

At the critical moment, Mo Qian strode behind Ling, protecting her with his body, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone calms down, there is nothing around, it's just a trick of the Spirit Visioner."

Amid the rising and falling breaths, the generals finally calmed down. As Mo Qian said, this was just an illusion. The interference of the spirit visioner was not lethal. No matter what you saw, even if you saw the sky falling, as long as you don’t move and do nothing, nothing will happen.

Mo Qian looked at the hideous monster in front of him, but his eyes were not at all afraid, but as firm as iron. "Since you have chosen her, then believe her."

Just as the generals endured the fear brought by hallucinations, the hair on their bodies stood up inexplicably. They suddenly felt an extremely huge energy appearing around them. Although this energy is not threatening, its intensity is beyond imagination.

Ling looked up at the eyes in the sky, and countless energy vortexes condensed in her eyes, as if they were raging like a storm, rushing towards the vast sky.

For a time, the huge spiritual energy even caused physical impact. Ling vaguely floated up, his delicate hair and clothes on his body began to be free of wind, and he endured all the pressure with his own strength, fighting the entire church's spiritual powers.

Two hours later, the shadow of the return of the airborne troops appeared in the sky. After dawn, the rising sun rose from the horizon, dispelling the darkness, and sprinkling the first glow on the shell of the transport fleet, as if illuminating them all.

Almost at the same time, above the sky, the eyes of the spiritual visioners turned into thousands of fragments and shattered, and the smoke disappeared.

The airborne troops are safe

"You did it to you." Mo Qian hadn't come to remember to cheer, but found that his delicate body, which he had been protecting, fell backwards. He subconsciously caught it and saw a heartbreaking scene.

Ling's body was covered with blood spots, and all the energy and even his body temperature were exhausted. Leng Ruohan Bing, who fought against all the church spiritists with her own strength, finally fell into the darkness before dawn.

On that day, the coalition forces cremated Ling's body, and all generals attended the farewell ceremony.

All the wear items needed to be removed for cremation. An officer had already sorted out the relics and handed them over to Mo Qian.

It is said to be a relic, but there is nothing, just a ring. Over the long years, its metal has long been dim, but there is no rust. It can be seen that the owner cherishes it very much.

A general saw this ring and muttered silently, "Why did she wear such an old ring? I feel like it has been decades, is it a story?"

"Yes." Mo Qian stared at the ring and said vicissitudes, "but everyone who knows it has left."

There was a window open in the house. After days of heavy rain, the coast had cleared up. The warm light swayed in the fragrance. The gentle breeze gently caressed the ancient ring, like a affectionate kiss.

The sun is warm, as if someone is coming.

In the hazy morning light, Mo Qian's pupils reflected a ring stroked by the sun, and said sincerely, "Thank you, thank you for everything you did for us."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         �
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