Murong yelled: "No! No, Sang Tong, stop!"
Rewinding the time to a few hours ago, Murong and Sang Tong drove towards the city by car.
Mu Rong leaned on the back of the chair and said wearily: "I have an idea in my heart, but it would be terrible if it really happened to me unfortunately."
"What?"
"The whereabouts of these people who disappeared mysteriously."
"Where?"
"Think about what kind of magic weapon can lock people up silently, even the Skynet system can't track it down."
Sang Tong pondered for a moment: "It's easy to talk about a few people, but so many people disappeared out of thin air and can't be traced, it only means that they are not in our dimensional space."
"That's right, one is the world in Luo Ruyan's painting, and the other is the world in the mirror of Yata Mirror."
Sang Tong was silent.
Murong took a deep breath: "If it's Yata Mirror, I have a way to stop it."
"There's always a way."
…
Sang Tong straightened his waist, and evenly wiped his blood on the five emperors' copper coin sword. A hole was torn open in the empty field where the space was solidified, and the bitter wind poured in. The blow made Murong unable to open his eyes. The clothes on Sang Tong's body rattled.
Human beings are the primates of all things. The blood in the heart is the most precious treasure in the world. Throughout the ages, many evil cultivators have relied on the blood of their hearts to prolong their lives. If they want to summon the most powerful Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, it is best to use their blood as a guide.
Mu Rong looked at the black hole in Sang Tong's heart, and closed his eyes in despair.
Sang Tong raised the sword high above his head with his right hand, and pinched a formula on his chest with his left hand: "The sun rises in the east, the universe is unified, return to the spiritual field, and the demons rest on their own... The unfilial disciple Sang Tong used his heart as a guide to summon The Nine Heavens Profound Lightning clears the universe. Please pray to the ancestors of the past generations for blessings, and fight evil spirits for the common people in the world!"
On the other side, Xiaoyue used one against three to calculate according to common sense: Yuexiang's strength is not inferior to Xiaoyue's, but behind her lies the second lady Liu who has no ability to resist, and Xiaoyue regards herself as the last girl in the world. A line of defense, therefore, exploded with unprecedented energy, fought against the three men for hundreds of rounds, even though they were covered in blood, they became more and more courageous, and they showed a courage that would rather die than retreat half a step.
Even though the opposing team has the upper hand in numbers, they didn't get any advantage from Xiaoyue.
Wang Hao saw a group of purple clouds floating in the sky, the thunder was deafening, and lightning flashed in the clouds, and he was shocked. He knew the power of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder.
"Ruyan, Yuexiang and I hold her back and you go and kill Sang Tong!"
"Yes, my son."
Xiaoyue let out a low growl and rushed towards Luo Ruyan. The latter barely made a handprint and disappeared in place, reappearing behind the wolf king Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue wanted to chase after her, but Wang Hao and Yuexiang rushed forward and hit Xiaoyue's body with killing moves, another burst of blood gushed out!
Xiaoyue raised her head to the sky helplessly and howled loudly, sending a warning to Mu Rong and Sang Tong.
Sang Tong closed her eyes tightly, her clothes were bulging, and her hair fluttered in the wind. She used her heart and blood as a sacrifice to sacrifice her soul and soul to summon the most powerful Nine Heavens Profound Thunder. When it comes to destruction, not only will the success fall short, but even life will be lost!
Mu Rong flashed in front of Sang Tong and opened his arms to protect the people behind him. Luo Ruyan was standing in front of her, with a pure black order flag floating in his hand, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Murong, I don't want to hurt you, please get out of the way."
"Yanyan, why do you want to help the evildoers? Turn your back and do it!"
Luo Ruyan murmured: "You won't understand. Xiaoyu has saved my life. You are her sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you. Sang Tong has a vicious heart and blood on his hands. You don't need to die for this kind of person." , this makes the flag connected with the Lord's mana, you cannot resist the presence of the Lord today."
"Boom!" Thunder resounded through the sky and earth, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.
Wang Hao shouted: "Don't do it yet!?"
Luo Ruyan gritted her teeth, and just about to make a move, there was a shout from the sky: "Stop!"
"My lord?"
There was not much black energy left outside the body, and the mummy suddenly opened its eyes: "Just kill Sang Tong, and Mu Rong still has uses."
Luo Ruyan frowned slightly, which made her feel awkward.
Wang Hao escaped Xiaoyue's fatal blow, and jumped into the air with his strength to throw out a simple mirror: "Sang Tong, look for yourself!"
The mirror floated in front of them and magnified several times in an instant, and the word "Murong" on the side of the mirror became clear. It was an ancient artifact that had been lost for several days: Yata Mirror.
The mirror image flashed across Sang Tong's family members. The members of the Special Incident Handling Bureau included Hua Yunyue who disappeared first, and Su Sifang who hadn't seen him for three years.
They floated on the mirror, sleeping peacefully with faint smiles on their faces, as if they were in a sweet dream.
"Sang Tong, open your eyes and look at these people! They are all high-quality humans carefully selected by the Lord to enter the next era. As long as you are willing to surrender now, you can reunite with them."
Sang Tong slowly opened her eyes, a purple light pierced through her eyes, and the first person who caught her eyes was Su Sifang.
There was tenderness in Sang Tong's eyes, and his expression softened.
She looked at the person in the mirror: her hair is long, but she is not as good-looking as a bald head, and the plateau red on her cheeks has faded a lot, and she has gained weight... Well, I think the past three years have been good.
"Boom!" The first bolt of lightning struck without warning, and landed right between Wang Hao and Yue Xiang, and the two of them avoided the look of panic in their eyes in embarrassment.
Nine Heavens Profound Thunder is the nemesis of all evils in the world, just looking at the bottomless pit on the ground can prove its power.
With a muffled sound, the dust flew up!
The bloody wolf king Xiaoyue finally fell down, and countless blood oozed from her huge body, and the blood flowed like a river.
She let out a low growl in pain, turned her eyes hard to take a last look at Mrs. Liu Er, and then slowly closed her eyes.
At the last second of losing consciousness, Xiaoyue thought: If I knew this, I should send her on the road first. I wonder if she will blame me when she wakes up
There was a long howl resounding in the sky, and the black air melted into the boneless body, and the shriveled body quickly plumped up. Sang Tong shrank his pupils as he watched the people in the sky: "Old Director... Hmm!"
Under the turmoil, another stream of blood flowed from the corner of Sang Tong's mouth. The first generation director of the Special Incident Management Bureau, the only idol in Sang Tong's heart, a role model who devoted himself to the country and the people until he died.
Is it actually a black shadow who has done all kinds of evil deeds
In an instant, Sang Tong heard the sound of her inner world collapsing, and she felt dizzy and spit out three mouthfuls of blood.
"Sang Tong!"
Mu Rong turned to Fu Sangtong, "Be careful!" Luo Ruyan couldn't help shouting.
The ghostly figure of Yuexiang appeared behind Mu Rong. She hated Mu Rong and Sang Tong so much that she lost her eligibility for immortality because of them.
Yuexiang slapped Mu Rong's back heavily, and the pendant burst out with unprecedented light to protect him, but the fragile human body could not withstand such a powerful impact, and Mu Rong fell to Sang Tong's body and spurted a mouthful of blood.
"Bold!" The old bureau chief descended from the sky and mercilessly knocked Yuexiang into the air, using a black energy to tie up Mu Rong and pull him to his side.
Sang Tong exclaimed: "Murong!"
Luo Ruyan found the right time to throw the command flag, and with a "bang", a bright purple and white lightning bolt just hit the command flag, and the latter was wiped out in ashes.
The old director waved the Yata mirror and turned it into a shield in front of several people. On the mirror was still the sleeping image of Su Sifang.
At the very moment, the summoning ceremony of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder was also completed, and no one could hurt Sang Tong until the end of the Heavenly Thunder.
It's just that the consumption of controlling such a large-scale Xuanlei is astonishing, and Sang Tong will be out of his wits until the Tianlei is over without the need for others to do it.
This is a farewell battle with no turning back, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is impossible for Sang Tong to come back.
Murong was wrapped in black air like a silkworm chrysalis, even his mouth was sealed and hung in mid-air.
The old bureau chief looked up at the cloud that was surging with murderous aura in the sky: "It won't last long to control such a powerful Nine Heavens Profound Thunder with a mere mortal body, and it won't be too late to take her life after the Profound Thunder dissipates."
"Boom!" As soon as the words were finished, a waist-thick lightning bolt struck the Yata mirror, and Sang Tong took a deep look at Su Sifang in the mirror, showing farewell.
If the price of living is to become a puppet of Sombra, even if he is willing to risk it, he has to make a decision for the person in the mirror.
Even if, all her relatives, friends and concerns are in this mirror.
Sang Tong slashed down with the sword, and the blade pointed directly at the Yata mirror. Jiutian Xuanlei was ordered to release several Xuanlei instantly.
The whole earth trembled accordingly, and amidst the blinding light, there was a sound of shattering from the Yata mirror, an ancient artifact.
The old director turned pale with fright, and hastily recalled the mirror, which was struck by lightning.
Wang Hao, who couldn't dodge in time, hurriedly grabbed the moon fragrance next to him to block in front of him, and with a puff of green smoke, the moon fragrance turned into ashes without leaving a scream.
The old bureau chief also forcibly carried a few nine-day mysterious thunders, although he was embarrassed, he didn't hurt him at all.
He never expected that a mere mortal could summon so many profound thunders. At this point, he had no choice but to fight hard and pray that Sang Tong would soon be exhausted and die.
On the other hand, the majestic Sang Tong on the other side is actually not feeling well. The sixty-three profound thunders just now have burned all the blood in her body, and the soul has been broken, leaving only the last soul.
If it wasn't for Xuan Lei to help her hold her breath, she would have died long ago.
The cloud has yet to disperse to prove that the evil thing is still alive, Sang Tong gritted his teeth and said with concern: It is death after all, and it is useless to keep this soul.
Hearing her shout, the last soul began to burn Xuan Lei. Feeling Sang Tong's fighting spirit, he released more than a dozen more Xuan Lei in an instant.
With a "snap", the five emperors copper coin sword fell apart in a dazzling electric light, Sang Tong's body shook, her eyes showed stubborn efforts to maintain balance, and finally fell down straight like that, with endless Unwilling to lose vitality.
Mu Rong, who witnessed all this, burst into tears. She had never hated her powerlessness and weakness so much.
The flying smoke and dust dissipated, and the clouds in the sky also disappeared. It seemed that Wang Hao couldn't escape the last wave of profound thunder's attack and was smashed into ashes.
The old bureau chief's hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn to pieces, but he survived.
He walked forward, stopped in front of Sang Tong's body, raised his foot to step on her head, and laughed wantonly.
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