Her people have already suffered too much humiliation, and they have been carrying this humiliation since she was born. Now that all her efforts have ended in failure, she is absolutely unwilling to give up her last dignity.
Her heart was already shattered, and her life was fast approaching the end, but she didn't feel any fear, only relief like relief.
"That's all." The golden-armored woman let out a long sigh and withdrew her long sword.
With a light wave of her arm, a phantom almost exactly like her appeared beside her.
As her palm waved, an invisible aura poured into her body from the phantom. This aura was so chaotic, without a trace of power or law, but it was so pure and so The ethereal spirit, as if all laws and all powers can be conceived from it.
She clearly felt that her rapidly disappearing divine thoughts were re-condensing at an alarming speed, while the phantom of the other party, which contained wonderful magical powers, was constantly shrinking until it disappeared.
She knew that in order to save herself, the other party had paid a heavy price, and tens of thousands of years of cultivation had been reduced to nothing.
She stared blankly at the other party, her thoughts turning a thousand times. That somewhat strange, yet somewhat familiar face gradually overlapped with another person she was familiar with, without distinguishing between them.
…
Deep in her blood, that power was finally fully released, and in almost a moment, she broke through the bottleneck, and the endless power of heaven and earth surged from all directions.
Juggernaut! She actually reached the realm of the Sword Saint.
The innate supernatural powers were also awakened at the same time, and ancient and obscure chants echoed in his mind constantly, as if they were born with him.
"Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, the ghost beast was struck by Zhan Yuan's sword, and the huge force instantly shattered its tyrannical body, and streaks of blood flew like flames.
With a howl, the ghost beast disappeared from sight and returned to its own world.
But the huge phantom of the magic weapon of Mo Yuanjian also paused for a moment, and Zhan Yuan was not allowed to react at all. Mu Hanyan's sword glow containing the power of three laws had already landed on him.
Zhan Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Just like Zhan Yuan would never show mercy to Mu Hanyan even if he sighed in every possible way, the same is true for Mu Hanyan. Taking advantage of Zhan Yuan's injury, Mu Hanyan flew up and slashed out with his sword again.
As a former devil emperor, Zhan Yuan has rich experience in actual combat. At the critical moment of life and death, he twisted his waist suddenly, forcibly stabilized his figure, and blocked his body with a sword.
But when that sword was released, Jiang Qiling's chanting sounded again, and a ghost beast once again broke through the restriction of hell, and slapped him heavily with a burning hell fire.
Although his sword blocked Mu Hanyan's decisive blow, it also consumed a lot of physical strength, so how could he withstand the brutal blow of the ghost beast.
"Pfft!" Zhan Yuan spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body before landing flew out again.
However, his reaction to the enemy was indeed extraordinary. The moment he was knocked into the air by the ghost beast, he slashed at it again with a backhand sword. This ghost beast also followed in the footsteps of its companions, and disappeared from the sight with a gushing blood.
But Jiang Qiling's chanting didn't end. As soon as the ghost beast disappeared, another ghost beast roared and appeared behind Zhan Yuan, and Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao Sword mercilessly slashed his head again. Down.