The Blade of Filthy Souls is an evil weapon forged by the demons of the abyss world using the filthiest and most evil materials. wWW!QuanBeN-XiaoShuo!COm(《》..) These include the devil's dying tears, the rotten placenta of the evil devil, the feces of the maggots in the dragon's carrion, and other unheard of and unimaginable evil things that ordinary people have never heard of.
This is the most evil object that demons can forge. For a divine power with a single attribute and a focus on purity, this filthy weapon that combines countless evil forces has a powerful lethality beyond imagination.
This is also an imitation made by demons to imitate the legendary ancient magic weapon, the weapon "Soul Weeping Knife" in the hands of the former number one evil demon king in the ancient world. Although it is just an imitation, its lethality is extremely astonishing.
Lin Qi shook his hand and fired the Filthy Soul Blade. The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and everyone's vision went dark. All five senses and six consciousnesses were covered by an extremely evil force. The gloomy evil power invaded their bodies from everyone's pores. Xiong Wanjin and Bilibili, who had the lowest cultivation level, trembled. They rolled their eyes and fainted to the ground. Their skin quickly darkened, and their soul flames quickly dimmed.
Lin Qi was also trembling. He never dreamed that this filthy soul blade that had been gathering dust for countless years would have such terrifying power. He grabbed Xiong Wanjin and Bilibili, and summoned up all his strength to rush out of the dark place. However, his body became sore and weak, and it seemed as if a huge boulder weighing tens of thousands of tons was tied to his feet. Can't move forward.
The donkey howled angrily: "Filthy Soul Blade? Bastard, the forging blueprint of this thing was made by me to fool the Screaming Demon Queen in the Ninth Demon Realm. This thing is not reliable at all!"
Lin Qi rolled his eyes, why did everything seem to be related to this donkey
Alda cried and shouted: "Help, my soul, my soul is about to be swallowed up!"
Donkey opened his big mouth with a mournful face and took a deep breath at Lin Qi and others. Rolling black gas spurted out from everyone's bodies and merged into Donkey's big mouth like thousands of rivers returning to the sea. ..The donkey swallowed the filthy odor that invaded everyone's body, and then his little tail suddenly flicked up, and streams of stinky odor continued to spurt out from his lower body. Then the donkey's belly wriggled in waves. The smell of feces and urine suddenly knocked Xiong Wanjin and Bilibili out of consciousness.
Lin Qi roared angrily: "You hold it in, you bastard, you... what did you eat?"
The donkey was spitting out stinky odor with a weird smile, and muttered with a low eyebrow: "It didn't eat anything, it just ate a few people."
While the commotion here was going on, Du Wen, who was confronting Columba over there, suddenly swayed, and the Blade of Filthy Soul was stably inserted into his back, sinking a foot deep into his body. The pure white divine light ejected from Du Wen's body suddenly turned pitch black, and two jet black lights erupted from Du Wen's eyes. He suddenly shouted loudly: "Stupid God of Dawn... I'm really I want to hold your daughter, the Daughter of Dawn, under me and fuck her hard for three days and three nights! Hehe, what kind of bullshit god is that? What kind of god are you?"
Lin Qi was dumbfounded, while Columba howled angrily: "What a nice jar of blood, how can I drink it?"
To His Highness the Prince of the Blood Crime Clan, Du Wen is just a jar of fragrant and nutritious tonic soup, but Lin Qi’s sneak attack was to pee in the jar of tonic soup and throw it in at the same time. Three pounds of rat shit. A good meal was ruined, and Columba even considered slashing Lin Qi with the bloody sword. …,
But as soon as Columba felt sick, his soul fire wavered. He glared at Lin Qi unwillingly and muttered in a low voice: "Asshole, it turns out you are a descendant of those muscle lumps! If I hadn't sworn a soul oath to never hurt their core blood descendants, I would have sucked Drain your blood!"
Du Wen chuckled. He dropped the scepter in his hand and pointed at the Wings of Dawn in the sky with an evil smile: "God of Morning, if you are a goddess, then I will also be ruthless." Fuck you hard! Hehe, kill you and the Daughter of Dawn together! This is the biggest wish in my heart. My ideal in life is to become a god and then fuck your daughter in front of you!"
The wings of morning light slowly dispersed, turning into countless light spots scattered in all directions in the blink of an eye. (《》..)
The donkey continued to spit out stench and all kinds of indescribable weird things. He laughed happily: "Nowadays, every generation of magic sticks is worse than the last! Some of the old magic sticks I knew back then were all single-minded. Serving the gods to death, how can these little magicians do this? This guy's life ideal is actually like this? "
The Blade of Filthy Souls released a large amount of black energy and injected it into Du Wen's body. His body was quickly infected by various evil and filthy forces. It was like a bottle of ink poured into a bottle of clear water, and the clear water quickly turned into a mass of pitch black. Not only the body tissue and strength, Du Wen's soul is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. The evil thoughts in his heart were magnified without limit, and the respect and awe he had for the gods in his heart was crumbling under the impact of the dark craze.
Du Wen, who loudly cursed various gods, took out a seal from the space ring with difficulty. This was his official seal as the chief church member of the Church Judgment Office. When they are new, they will pray in front of the corresponding gods, and the divine power will be condensed out of thin air to form a seal that represents identity and power.
This seal is also called the 'Holy Seal'!
Each holy seal has extremely powerful power, because the spiritual imprint of the gods is condensed in this holy seal, and it has endless wonderful mysteries. Even if you are willing to pay a price—a price greater than summoning the Wings of Morning Light—you can directly summon the clone of the god to come through this trace of the spiritual imprint of the god!
Du Wen tremblingly raised the holy seal and pressed it between his eyebrows. The fist-sized holy seal with flowing white crystal light emitted a dazzling light, and a bright ball of light about the size of a thumb shimmered in the holy seal. This is the spiritual imprint of the God of Morning. Du Wen tries to use the spiritual power of the God of Morning to help him dispel the evil in his soul!
After all, it is just a blade of filthy souls forged by demons, not the soul-weeping blade of the ancient demon king. With a trace of the spiritual imprint of the God of Dawn, there is still a high degree of confidence in dispelling the filthy power within it. Du Wen spat out the thick, dark, and foul-smelling unknown gelatinous substance in mouthfuls, and tried his best to hit the holy seal between his eyebrows.
The Blade of Filthy Soul seemed to feel some kind of terrible threat. It made a sharp whistle, and the rich black energy enveloped Du Wen's body, and countless looming eyes emerged in the black energy. These eyes are full of depraved evil power. They stare into Du Wen's eyes, like the claws of the undead from hell, trying to drag Du Wen's soul into the eternal darkness.
Du Wen's body froze, and the holy seal suddenly froze above his head, unable to descend.
But Du Wen is the great church of the Judgment House after all. Even if his soul is being swallowed by darkness, he still maintains a trace of ultimate clarity. He gritted his teeth hard, and held the holy seal with his other hand. The joints of his two hands made a "clicking" friction sound, and he slowly pressed the holy seal toward his eyebrows, and kept pressing it down. …,
Columba showed a hint of a sinister smile, and he murmured softly: "Darkness welcomes you, slaves of those heretics! Darkness welcomes you!"
Raising the Blood Sin Sword, Columba struck at the holy seal in Du Wen's hand.
At this moment, Alda came back to his senses from the dizziness. He looked at Du Wen, who was about to fall completely, and suddenly laughed strangely. A faint mental wave was released between his eyebrows, and he slowly circled Du Wen. His voice became extremely sweet, extremely friendly, and full of motherly affection.
"Dear Du Wen, obey the choice of your soul! You are the child of darkness, you are the darling of darkness, you are the master of darkness, throw yourself into the darkness, you will get everything you want!" Alda held up his hands Waving slowly, the hand seals formed in front of Du Wen drew a series of hazy lights and shadows, which looked like the bodies of several naked girls.
"Look, what is this? This is the daughter of the morning! She has taken off all her clothes, and she is waiting for your favor! Lord of darkness, conquer her, **** her, trample on her, and let her kneel before you Serve you in front of her! You are Du Wen, you are the master of darkness, why do you want to be her slave? Isn’t it good to let her become your slave? "
Alda added insult to injury when Du Wen was in a desperate situation and attacked Du Wen with the soul secret method.
Du Wen, who had been severely injured by the Blade of Filthy Souls and was about to fall completely, let out a cry of despair. His soul and body were completely swallowed by darkness. The blade of filthy soul turned into a thick black liquid and invaded Du Wen's body, completely integrating with his body and soul.
The rich white divine light suddenly surged out from Du Wen's body. With a mysterious smile, Du Wen said softly: "Then, I am now... I am Du Wen, I am the master of darkness, and I am bound to Becoming the master of the gods! What an amazing feeling!”
After casting a cold glance at Lin Qi and others, Du Wen slowly raised his hand: "Then, let you be my first sacrifice!"
Lin Qi was shocked. He roared at Alda: "What did you do? How did this guy recover?"
With a 'Pfft' sound, the Blood Sin Sword pierced Du Wen's heart. Columba said with a gloomy face: "His soul has become the most evil and filthy existence, but his power is still the power of the morning sun! This kind of freak has also appeared in the ancient times... Hehe, 'Abandoned' Hello, Du Wen, the God!"
Du Wen's body shook, he howled miserably, and a burst of milky white divine light suddenly burst out. Then his body turned into a white light and flew into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Lin Qi and others were caught off guard by the white divine light, and staggered back a long way.
A dragon roar came from very far away, and suddenly a green fist hit the donkey's back heavily.
Columba was startled. He swung the Blood Sin Sword forward and stabbed forward, but a green spear pierced his abdomen silently.
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