At the same moment, on the other side of the thousand-degree mirror world, the demon beast let out an earth-shattering roar—
Time is shattered between its fangs, space is torn under its sharp claws, thousands of mirrors are turned into powder, and the magnificent white light at the beginning of the creation erupts!
"Is this unbearable?" The Snow Mountain Goddess grabbed the blood-red soul fragment and showed a mocking smile in the hurricane: "It's a pity, you haven't seen the more exciting content below."
The beast stopped suddenly, and the huge hook-like claws tightened inch by inch. The void seemed to suddenly turn into a dark substance, twisting and deforming under its claws, and then bursting out with a screeching enough to pierce the eardrums, bursting into countless fragments in the frenzy!
The Snow Mountain Goddess's expression changed drastically, but before she could react, the beast came in like lightning, knocking her out alive!
-boom!
All of Shakti's consciousness seemed to have turned blank. For several minutes, she only felt that she kept crashing and rolling in the air, and then she was empty.
When she opened her eyes, the thousand-degree realm had completely collapsed. In reality, the earth suddenly collapsed and fell into a huge empty pit!
The scorching soul fragment in his hand disappeared without a trace, and the beast suddenly turned into a human body not far away. Zhou Hui held the soul in his left hand and a long knife in his right, and looked at her coldly.
"... Under such an angry situation, do you still need to snatch back the soul of the Phoenix King?" Shakti stood up staggeringly, brushed his long messy silver hair, and said with a smile, "You are so..."
"It's none of your business, Shakti." Zhou Hui said coldly, "Give me the phoenix and get out, don't make me repeat it a second time."
The gust of wind still lingered, and blood beads from nowhere splattered on his handsome side face, his eyebrows were deep and hazy, and the tyrannical momentum was enough to make people terrified.
"—It's too late now, Zhou Hui." Shaketi narrowed his eyes, revealing a charming sneer: "Do you know how I suddenly regained my divine status?"
She stretched out her hand deep into the tunnel, and the black robe slipped from the snow-white arm.
Following this action, countless flapping sounds of wings came from behind Zhou Hui, and then thousands of jackdaws croaked and gushed out, filling the sky with black wings and falling black feathers.
"The way of heaven needs the Phoenix to return to Mount Sumeru, and you are his hindrance. Do you know that? From the birth of King Peacock Ming and Dapeng Garuda, from the battle between gods and demons, you got down on one knee to propose marriage, and even more years ago, The moment King Phoenix Ming secretly released you from the Vajra Clock in the Thirty-Three Heavens—your existence is the biggest obstacle in the 30,000-year Buddha Kalpa..."
The crow's wings fluttered into a strong wind, and the black feathers in the sky were like a blizzard.
Zhou Hui lowered his head, his pupils slightly tightened.
"I'm honored to be selected to send you on the road." Shaketi bowed and smiled slightly: "Although your attitude towards your old lover is indeed a bit bad."
—The mist suddenly stopped, and black water spewed up from the ground, instantly drowning Zhou Hui to the top!
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As if in a matter of seconds, the clouds shrouded over the city quickly swirled, forming a rare celestial phenomenon that was magnificent and terrifying.
A black smoke spewed out from the crack in the earth like a giant dragon, roaring straight into the sky. Death shrouds the cities where tens of millions of people live and work, and the sharp and distant whine of countless resentful spirits resounds at the end of the world.
In residential areas and office buildings, countless pedestrians on the street raised their heads and stared at the sky in stunned eyes.
- What no one knows is that at this moment in the underground of this city, the criss-crossing tunnels are filled with dead sea water, countless drains have been washed away and collapsed, and deadly black water is silently flowing from the countless wells in this huge city. Flowing out of the ground without breath.
Zhou Hui sank to the depths of the water, a mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat, and quickly drifted away in the water.
His chest, back, and thighs stabbed unbearably. He raised his hand to look at the palm of his hand. Under the dim visual conditions, the palm of his hand appeared scorched black as if it had been burned by fire.
"...Death Sea..." he murmured.
He lifted his breath and kicked up abruptly. At the moment when he came out of the water, a huge black shadow suddenly jumped out from the bottom of the water behind him.
Zhou Hui only glanced at it and said in amazement, "Xian San?!"
I saw that it was a huge and incomparable zombie, with golden hair all over its body, blood-red eyes, and bent fingers more than ten feet, like a ferocious sharp blade shining with cold light, it rushed down at the goddess of the snow mountain, and it was about to pierce her. throat!
The Snow Mountain Goddess said coldly: "—It's just you?!"
The next second, she raised her hands flat, and countless crows burst into the ground, covering the zombies overwhelmingly!
Zhou Hui fiercely swung his knife, and the raging air slashed the crows flying. Black blood mixed with feathers and minced meat splashed on the water surface and stone walls, as if a storm had been blowing underground - but for Yu San, it was already Too late. I saw that the body of the zombie, which had been seriously injured and charred, turned into blood mist as thousands of crows competed to peck at it, let out an unwilling roar, and fell heavily into the sea of death!
Zhou Hui slammed the knife and shouted, "Situ—"
The blade was endless, and the airflow was rampant in the tunnel, and the unstoppable thrust even smashed the Snow Mountain Goddess to the stone wall!
With a loud bang, Shakti spurted blood, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his abdominal cavity had been completely pierced!
Zhou Hui plunged into the sea of dead air and quickly dived in the direction of the zombie's sinking.
It became more and more difficult for him to breathe in the black water, his lungs seemed to be on fire, and his internal organs seemed to be delayed by ten thousand sharp knives. The skin on his neck and chest slowly turned black and zoomed, becoming more and more brittle as he entered the water, and floated away in all directions under the water pressure.
The skin of his fingers was gone, the blood vessels and bones were exposed under the bright red flesh, and he reached out under the water and grabbed the huge zombie that had no sound.
In the next second, he turned around and waved his hand, and the forbidden spell burst into golden light under the heavy water pressure of the sea of dead air, and abruptly carried a semi-circular enclosed space!
"Eight thousand feet of magic ban..." Shakti murmured while standing on the rock, looking at the bottom of the water.
In the depths of the water, Zhou Hui dragged Situ Xian San, who had lost consciousness, to the heart of the magic forbidden circle and looked up at the top of the tunnel.
It was a crack in the earth, through which one could see the billowing dead air and a dim sky.
"You want to kill me?" Zhou Hui's mouth twitched, revealing an undisguised sarcastic smile.
"There is only one person in this world who can kill me, and no one else can take my life. You lackeys are nothing but nameless soldiers, and the thunder calamities that the heavens have descended are not worth mentioning at all, even the supreme gods and Buddhas in the sky, I can't really get these knees down..."
"Nine heavens and ten earths, in a thousand worlds, there is only one person who can take my life, and the rest are just ridiculous jumping clowns."
He opened his hands, recited the magic formula, and suddenly the thick black qi emanating from the sea of dead qi into the sky suddenly stopped—
In the next second, the black gas surged back wildly with him as the target, and all of them were pressed into the boiling Dead Sea!
"—You're crazy!" Shakti lost his voice: "You want to bring back all the dead energy?! Impossible!"
The black water vibrated violently, even causing the city ground to vibrate and muffled.
As the black air was quickly withdrawn, the speed of the clouds in the sky gradually slowed down, and the gust of dead air rushed and raged in the city, rushing high into the sky, and then making a sharp sound like a whistle when the air was exhausted.
- And at the bottom of the Dead Sea, the magic ban was crumbling, making a sour squeak under the violent collision of the Dead Sea.
Shakti couldn't believe her eyes, she stared at Zhou Hui's stern face in the mirror, and after a long while he let out a hissing voice between her teeth: "You want to draw back the dead energy of the whole city, and press it on. Around yourself... this is impossible, your magic will soon collapse and collapse, and you will be crushed to powder..."
"Then you can try it," Zhou Hui said coldly.
He covered his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood, wiped it away, stuck the long knife on the ground, and sat down cross-legged in the circle of the magic ban.
The skin on half of his cheeks fell off, and every inch of his exposed muscles were torn apart, revealing scarlet blood vessels and white bones. His appearance is so ferocious and terrifying, but the sharp lines from the side like a knife have not changed at all, and there is a powerful force in his eyes that is enough to suppress everything.
It was an unshakable belief that was shattered to pieces, and as long as the eyes touched it, it was chilling.
"—What are you trying to do, are you crazy?" Shakti gritted her teeth and backed away, and when she came to a reaction, she was already sticking to the stone wall.
Her sanity was swept away by extreme anger and unspeakable resentment, so much so that her voice trembled slightly: "Is the delusional King Phoenix coming to save you? He can't come, he has already—"
…Wait for Phoenix to come to the rescue
To make him go to such a dangerous situation, to dive into the deadly water that can melt human flesh and blood to save himself
There was no expression on Zhou Hui's face.
He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
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At the same moment, the Thousand Degrees Realm suddenly disintegrated, making a deafening sound of collapse.
Chu He's spear swept across, the tiger's mouth tore apart, and in the blood that was directly vaporized before it splashed, one shot swept the third Ming King out of the void!
"Phoenix—" Jiang Sanshi burst out with an overwhelming roar, and appeared in front of him in an instant, suddenly transforming into a three-faced, eight-armed, halberd-holding dharma image!
"If you don't surrender, today is your day of death!"
In the clanging sound, the silver spear and the halberd collided violently, splashing a dazzling fire that was enough to burn the retina!
"—You said the opposite," Chu He said lightly, looking directly at him in the hurricane.
The staggered electric light and the vertical and horizontal airflow turned into silence at this moment. In the silence, the tide receded like white light. Many years ago, in the six hells, the boy in white robe stood high in the sky, boiling the sea of blood and Asura thousands of feet below his feet. The king drew his splendid longbow.
At that moment, the fearless face of the young man coincided with this moment, and the years of resentment and tears in the middle disappeared with time.
"—If I surrender, today is my day of death."
The five fingers of Chu He's spear-wielding hand shattered and remained motionless, while the pure blue Buddha beads in the other hand turned into a single sword.
The three heads of King Jiang Sanshi Ming were horrified at the same time, and they were about to retreat, but the halberd was firmly held back by the silver spear.
The next second, Chu He swept across with a single sword, beheading its left skull with one sword!
The head exploded in the blood of the sky, and was instantly twisted into countless pieces by the maddening airflow!
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In the tunnel, Shakti suddenly raised his head in shock and looked at the stone wall at the top of the Dead Sea.
Immediately afterwards, the stone wall that was covered with the Heavenly Dao's ban shattered in front of her eyes, and the phoenix white robe was flamboyant, falling from the sky, and dashed to the surface of the water in the rain-like gravel and blood!
"—Zhou Hui!"
In the middle of the Underwater Demon Confinement, Zhou Hui suddenly raised his head and looked upward through the sea of black smoke and death.
Their eyes met, and Chu He tried his best to reach out in the hurricane.
However, Zhou Hui just looked at him like this. The skin fell from his cheeks to his neck, his blood vessels were exposed, and his heart beat as his heart beat without a trace of expression on his face.
"Go back," he said.
The sound pierced through the waves, soft and decisive, like the last beating of a pointer at zero.
Chu He's pupils opened slightly, and at the same moment, his left arm suddenly tightened.
"Stop—" King Jiang Sanshiming fell from the air, grabbed Chu He's arm with one hand, raised the halberd with the other, and stabbed it fiercely!
Chu He's complexion changed drastically, the air-conditioning turned halfway between the electric light and stone fire, and the pure blue blade "Dang!" With a loud sound, it blocked the sharp tip of the halberd in the firelight!
"Pure blue glazed heart..." King Jiang Sanshi lost a head with black blood flowing across his body, his muscles bulging, and his ferocious vertical pupils stared down at Chu He: "The legendary phoenix heart fossil, which is extremely resolute, you want to make it Will it be broken into pieces today?"
His halberd pointed hard, ding! There was a loud sound that pierced the eardrum, and the blade spattered countless cracks!
The shard instantly slashed blood on Chu He's cheek, but he gritted his back teeth and didn't take a step back, only to see a mocking sneer from King Jiang Sanshi: "I carry the legendary Phoenix Heart Stone, and I will always remember to give you my pregnancy. Are the brothers who died innocently repent?"
The air flow rolled up the blood beads that flowed out of Chu He's face, and instantly turned into countless fragments.
"What is regret?" Chu He smiled slightly, and that smile was actually very soft: "I never knew."
He brazenly drew the knife, and under the unbelievable gaze of King Jiang Sanshi Ming, he chopped off the grabbed left arm shoulder-to-shoulder!
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At that moment, time was frozen, and in the slow passage, I saw Chu River spurting blood and falling into the Dead Sea.
The blood of the scorching phoenix turned into a raging fire in the air, dazzling gold and red, flying like a waterfall, and the entire tunnel was set on fire with a bang!
The black gas was mercilessly swallowed up by the fire, creating a huge pressure difference inside and outside the ground fissure.
The impact was so powerful that the fissures in the earth began to collapse, and chunks of dirt and boulders smashed into the sea of dead air like hail.
At the same time, the dead air and sea water evaporated and dissolved, and the nightmarish darkness quickly melted away.
Zhou Hui stood up suddenly, only to see the scarlet blood mist underwater, Chu He swimming in, reaching out and shoving down the magic forbidden that was beginning to collapse!
Zhou Hui was furious: "You—"
The moment the magic forbidden collapsed, the water flowed in, Chu He stretched out his only right hand to him, and lightly stroked Zhou Hui's scarred side face: "I'm here."
Chu He showed a smile and looked at him tenderly at the bottom of the dark water.
Chapter 40 "Shh—" Zhou Hui condescendingly had blood-red pupils, and said softly, "I haven't asked you to explain it yet."
At that moment, Chu He's complexion was almost pale.
The fire of the phoenix burned a huge amount of death energy, so the sea water of death energy was extremely slow to corrode him; but even so, the scorched black still extended slowly from his severely injured shoulders, neck, and side cheeks.
He looked embarrassed and tired, but his eyes were filled with an evocative softness.
Those were the most beautiful eyes Zhou Hui had ever seen.
Zhou Hui stretched out his hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers. The next second, the water rolled them up quickly, and rushed out of the water!
Shakti screamed: "Be careful!"
Jiang Sanshi abruptly avoided it, but the moment Zhou Hui came out of the water, a long knife pierced the air like a meteor and chopped off one of his arms neatly!
With a bang, Jiang Sanshi slammed into the stone wall, the stone chips splattered and let out a roar, slammed the remaining two heads and seven arms, and slammed into Zhou Hui before he could stand still when he got out of the water - his huge figure and tank It was no different, Zhou Hui threw the zombie ashore with one hand, and hugged the half-conscious Chu He in the other hand, and immediately fell into the sea of dead qi under the impact.
However, the next moment, the bottom of Chu River's feet touched water—
The snow-white lotus blossoms instantly bloomed from under his feet, like a magnificent scene to the extreme, holding Zhou Hui firmly in the sea of death!
"Bu... step by step, the lotus is born..." The Snow Mountain Goddess could hardly believe her eyes, "He, he still has this kind of cultivation level to become a Buddha?!"
Zhou Hui took the Chunqing single sword from Chu He's hand, and the moment he started, the cracked sword burst into flames, "Dang!" A loud sound blocked the oncoming halberd of King Jiang Sanshi Ming!
The fragments of the two weapons splattered, and no one took a step back under the unimaginable gravity confrontation.
"It seems that he has been with you for so long..." King Jiang Sanshi moved his gaze from Chu He to Zhou Hui, and said coldly, "But he still hasn't given up the possibility of becoming a Buddha. ?"
Zhou Hui's expression changed slightly, but then Chu He's hoarse and provocative voice sounded due to his serious injury: "—What about the demonized King Ming?"
Jiang Sanshi's two faces sank at the same time, and just as he was about to retort, Zhou Hui suddenly drew his knife, and gravity forced him to take a few steps back!
"Don't talk nonsense," Zhou Hui pointed at the blood-splattered body of King Jiang Sanshi Ming with the tip of his knife, his expression indifferent and expressionless: "—Which hands were holding the phoenix just now, prepare to say goodbye to them."
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At the same time, Yingtai.
The guards tightly protected the central building, and everyone looked up at the dark sky with panic and anxiety on their faces.
In the open space in front of the door, God Wantian Si sat cross-legged, reciting scriptures silently, clasping one hand together and holding the vajra in the other, his Tibetan robe fluttering in the gust of wind like a god descending into the world.
In front of him, death energy descended from the sky like a giant dragon wrapped in hell hungry ghosts, and the next moment in the void in front of him flashed a golden eight-character Buddha formula, like an indestructible giant shield, instantly turning thousands of unjust souls into ashes!
Aoyu Bridge.
The armed police with guns isolated a military no-man's land within a radius of several kilometers. Hu Qing turned into a real body. There were two green demon pupils on the snow-white fox face, and nine white tails 100 meters long stretched up to the sky.
It was lying on the ground, its body like a snow-capped mountain trembled continuously with its breathing, and every time it inhaled a large amount of dead energy, which was transformed into hot energy around the body.
A steady stream of carrion corpses crawled towards it from the ground, and an almost mocking expression appeared on the face of the nine-tailed fox. The next moment it opened its mouth, and the demon pill erupted with flames that burned all the Yin spirits out, instantly turning all the carrion into charred bones.
Below the Great Hall, Zhou Hui's office.
Zhang Shun looked at the thousands of red lines crisscrossing each other and the red beads rolling like the orbits of cosmic planets on each of the red lines, and wondered: "But... I have never guarded this... What kind of universe?"
"It will work if you stand here," Yan Lanyu said, standing behind him, "I will protect you."
Zhang Shun turned his head, the young man was dressed in a hunting robe, and on his chest was the sheet-shaped pendant he brought back from Japan. The pervasive black air stopped abruptly around him, as if it was blocked by a transparent glass cover.
Zhang Shun suddenly remembered that in the underground grotto last time, the Peacock Ming King Maha ate everyone, but only picked up Yan Lanyu, glanced at him, and threw him away. He couldn't help looking at the gray-white shard carefully, and after a long while he finally couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is this?"
"A fragment of a mirror you must have heard of, but never seen before." Yan Lanyu smiled slightly: "Don't tell anyone, it's very valuable."
He walked to the office door and gently closed the door that had just been scratched by the carrion and opened a gap.
Zhang Shun was behind him, and his handsome face couldn't hide his anxiety: "I don't know where my brother is, aren't you worried about Deputy Director Yu?"
Yan Lanyu turned around and raised her hand to him, and saw that her thumb and little finger were holding a red thread in a very unusual posture, and an extremely delicate and complicated knot was tied on the red thread: "—I have my own way."
The underground office could not be seen outside, but the rotting corpse crawling and the ubiquitous black gas in the corridor were enough to let the two know how tense the situation was at the moment. Zhang Shun sighed and sat down in the chair.
… Where are my brother and that unfortunate Zhou
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Zhang Shun didn't know, just when he thought so, a manhole cover on the outskirts of the city suddenly shook, and then it flew out like a cannonball!
The earth roared and cracked, and the gravel and soil rose like a huge wave, and King Ming of the Third World rushed into the air in embarrassment, roaring: "You monster—"
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Hui appeared in front of him from under his feet, and the sharp blade cut off his fifth arm in the air!
Jiang Sanshi has never been so decadent, with only two heads and three arms left, and his whole body is like a strange black boulder, falling heavily on the mud ground, rolling and twitching continuously.
"Is it painful?" Zhou Hui held Chu He in one hand and landed from mid-air. Shi Shiran stood on the ground and pointed the tip of the knife dripping with black blood at Jiang Sanshi's neck.
"I will cut you into only one head and two hands, so that you can experience the pain of the phoenix, and let you not forget my anger even if you die..."
The tip of his knife was downward, and the flaming blade was like a hot knife cutting butter, easily piercing the left skull of King Jiang Sanshi Ming.
"Stop!" The Snow Mountain Goddess roared angrily, jumping up from the fissure behind him and rushing over: "Stop it for me!"
The next moment Zhou Hui suddenly turned around, and the blade took advantage of the situation to completely lift the left head of King Ming of the Third Dynasty, and at the same time kicked the Snow Mountain Goddess out more than ten meters away, and with a loud bang, seven or eight concrete telephone poles collapsed in succession!
The wire fell to the ground with a bang, and the crackling current splashed out a dazzling blue light; at the same time, the left head of King Jiang Sanshi fell to the ground, and the black blood splattered instantly and splashed on the ground with a bang.
The Snow Mountain Goddess twitched her body, barely stood up and said with hatred, "You pervert..."
Zhou Hui said coldly: "You have a godhead, I can't kill you, just stay there and don't move."
He turned around and looked down at King Jiang Sanshi Ming, his blood-red eyes were filled with unmistakable excitement and bloodthirsty.
—That is the monster’s desire for slaughter and flesh and blood, an instinct deeply rooted in the soul, roaring from every vein like a gust of wind.
"As for you..."
He stomped on King Jiang Sanshi Ming, in a slow-motion arrogant gesture, almost enjoying, cutting off his terrifying sixth arm bit by bit.
"I heard that killing you at the level of the Five Great Kings will make you fall into the reincarnation of the six realms and at the same time gain your power... Although I don't see your power in my eyes, a complete victory is always refreshing..."
King Ming of the Third World roared and rolled, but all struggles were crushed under Zhou Hui's feet. The blade cut the muscle fibers cruelly bit by bit, and then pierced through the armpit. The muscles at the broken arm immediately spasmed into a terrifying curl, and blood spurted out and splashed Zhou Hui.
He licked the corner of his mouth in enjoyment, and smiled: "With one head and two arms, you look much more normal. You should be able to cast a good tire during the six reincarnations."
"Stop... Stop!" King Jiang Sanshi roared intermittently, his chest shrieked like a bellows, "You can't kill you, you'll anger Heaven, you'll—"
"Tiandao is counting on me to kill the Demon Venerable," Zhou Hui said lightly, "I only seal it and don't kill him. Tiandao has been dissatisfied for a long time because I only get paid and don't work."
He wickedly raised the corner of his mouth: "I don't follow the wishes of the Tao of Heaven, and it's actually quite refreshing to see you all in a hurry--when the reincarnation becomes King Ming in a few thousand years, go up to Mount Sumeru and cry to me. "
His hideous blade pointed to the heart of King Jiang Sanshi Ming, probably because he had a premonition that death was coming, Jiang Sanshi burst into an unprecedented struggle and roar: "You can't kill me—"
At that moment, his incomplete body suddenly changed, turning into the appearance of Sakyamuni in an illusion!
"Phoenix Ming Wang! - Can you kill me in the face of this face?! The Mount Sumeru who gave birth to you and raised you! The way of heaven that raised you!"
Zhou Hui's complexion changed drastically, and the killing intent in his heart was like a basin of cold water poured into boiling oil, and it exploded with a bang!
- However, at the moment when he waved the knife in anger, Chu He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the handle of the knife.
"You can't kill him," Chu He said softly.
Zhou Hui had lived for thousands of years, and for the first time, he didn't know how to describe his inner feelings.
It was like the lid of the pot was slamming the boiling oil that was about to explode. He remained in that position without moving, and his muscles were tense to the point of trembling.
He turned his head to look at Chu He inch by inch, because the neck muscles were too tight, and this movement even seemed a little stiff.
"There's no need to do this." Chu He lowered his eyelashes and stared at King Jiang Sanshiming, his pale cheeks bleeding with no expression: "Go away."
Zhou Hui stood stiffly for a long time, and then very slowly, he let go and stepped on the foot of King Jiang Sanshi Ming.
Shakti rushed in suddenly, helped up the Landing III, and stumbled back quickly. Because she was seriously injured, she looked very embarrassed, with no glamorous charm left, and staring at Zhou Hui even a bit hideous: "You lowly monster..."
Zhou Hui roared, "Get out!"
- That voice abruptly cracked the earthquake, extending more than ten feet from under his feet in an instant!
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In the next second, Shaketi supported King Jiang Sanshi Ming, stumbled into the void, and the black gas boiling underground was finally swept away by the fire of the phoenix.
The sea of dead air made an unwilling vibration and roar, but the sound became more and more exhausted and weakened, and finally became the end of the force. It completely evaporated in the high temperature, leaving only pungent black smoke.
The ground was cracked by the fire, and the cement utility pole that fell not far away was overwhelmed and crashed into the collapse.
Zhou Hui was half-knelt in the rubble, and gently placed Chu He on his lap.
The blood at Chu He's wound had dried up, his face was pale with icy blue-grey, his lips were chapped and bleeding, and his gaze under his eyelashes was scattered towards the sky. After a few seconds, he reluctantly focused his eyes on Zhou Hui's face and said softly, "I can't kill Jiang Sanshi because..."
"Shh," Zhou Hui covered his mouth softly and irresistibly, and said, "No need to explain."
His pupils were still blood red, like a monster looking down at a dying prey, he lowered his head and placed a kiss on Chu He's eyebrows: "—I haven't asked you to explain it yet."
His blood dripped from his naked chest and fell on Chu He's icy cheeks. The next moment, he picked up Chu He horizontally, stepped over the black smoke on the ground, and walked into the distance.
At the far end of the sky, the gust of wind ceased, the dead air disappeared, and the souls screamed to the sky, disappearing into the vast void.
However, the dark clouds did not dissipate, and they were still hovering above the city, like a giant dark eye, coldly looking down at the ground beneath his feet.
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Nine heavens and ten earths, the realm of hell.
Shakti supported King Jiang Sanshi Ming as he staggered across the Grey River. In front of him was the majestic peaks of the Double Iron Wheel Mountain. Thousands of years of incessant Sangha storm is blowing from the valley, wrapped in flames and stench, whistling away to the deeper hell.
Suddenly, her footsteps stopped, and she was in a state of surprise: "—Mozun?"
Demon Venerable Fanluo was facing her back, and a huge black shadow stood quietly in the gray river water, and turned his head when he heard the words.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time," he said lightly.
Shakti forced himself to calm down, but his cheek muscles trembled a few times, "The world of the thousand-degree mirror is broken, but I have other ways to make up for it..."
"No need," Fan Luo's eyes showed a trace of cold sarcasm: "Phoenix Ming Wang deliberately sent you down, just to find a way to compensate for me."
Before Shakti could understand what he meant, suddenly the Demon Venerable drew his sword and raised his hand, beheading the last head of King Jiang Sanshi Ming like a gust of lightning!
"Ahhh!" Shakti screamed, and the black blood rose in an instant, the body of King Jiang III, who was completely dead, swayed, and fell into the river!
At the same time, a magical flame ignited on Fan Luo's side, and within a few seconds, he absorbed all the mana that King Jiang Sanshi had nowhere to rely on, and then differentiated and dissolved in the black magical flame, becoming pure energy into the body.
At that moment, there was a distant tearing sound from the depths of his soul. The seal under Zhou Hui that year finally burst into a terrifying crack under the continuous impact of powerful energy.
"—Devil!" Shakti was furious: "You perfidious villain, you!"
"You made a mistake," Demon Venerable showed a playful smile: "It wasn't you who made a contract with me."
His face covered with black stripes was bloody and cruel. On the gray river of hell, he stepped on a boat made of skeletons connected with hands and feet, turned around and laughed.