Jixue's long sword with silver armor is guarded by Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie...
Just like how many years ago, the young man who led the Xuelonglin clan and protected mankind in the city of soul sea.
He recruited the Long Grace Boat, and while controlling the ice sword in his hand to continue the fight, he spoke extremely fast to Feng Wuxie and Di Qianxie:
"You two get on the ship immediately, remember—the Dream Market Realm originally had no exit, but now there is, in the gap where the Dream Market Realm connects with the outside world! That gap is because the soul has been absorbed for nearly thousands of years The gap appears only after the excessive consumption of power."
"Jixue, why don't you go with us?" Feng Wuxie grabbed Jixue's sleeves tightly: "And they..."
She looked at the sky full of soul light, her voice choked.
Since there is an exit, why not work together and break out together
Jixue lowered her head and looked at the hand that was holding her sleeves tightly. When she touched the pure spirit bracelet on her wrist, his eyes became extremely gentle.
Although she didn't love him, but fortunately, the things he gave her, she has been taking good care of all these years.
He was already dead, and it was enough to get her nostalgia before he died.
Jixue still used that kind of disgusting, but a little spoiled tone, and said:
"Xiao Wuxie, don't be stupid. Only the soul of the living can walk out of that gap. The soul of the dead has been in the Dream Market for a long time, and it has long been unable to adapt to the outside world. Moreover, the body has rotted for many years, even if the soul has gone , It will be wiped out in an instant. Otherwise, why do you think we are trapped here?"
"but-"
Is she going to watch Jixue help her once again, but she can't do anything
Last time, she witnessed his death, so what about this time? Do you want her to witness his death
"Don't worry, time is running out soon—"
Jixue broke off Feng Wuxie's fingers gripping his sleeves, and thrust her into Di Qianxie's arms:
"The gap is filled with 100,000 demonic ancient souls. Only by purifying all of them can you open the cracks in the exit. The living cannot use soul and spiritual power in the dream market, but fortunately, you wear a pure spirit. Bracelet, the power of this bracelet is the purest purification and healing power of my Xuelonglin clan. As long as you sincerely pray, you can stimulate its power with divine thoughts!"
"Jixue!" Feng Wuxie didn't know what to say, so with tears in his eyes, he called his name over and over again, anxious and helpless: "Jixue, you can't!"
Seeing Feng Wuxie rushing out disobediently, Jixue put her back into Di Qianxie's arms again: "Emperor Master, hold your wife, let's go!"
Di Qianxie knew that at this moment, they stayed here and did not really help Jixue, so he held Feng Wuxie tightly and dragged her onto the Long En boat.
He looked back
, Said to Ji Xue: "Thank you, Ji Xue... Your Highness."
In the midst of the fierce battle, Ji Xue didn't forget to joke about Emperor Qianxie: "Ha, does the emperor's master also thank you? It's interesting."
Standing on the boat, Feng Wuxie kept turning his head and looking back—
"Xiao Wuxie, don't be sad." Jixue smiled at her at last: "You can treat me as righteous and want to save the world. Just let me save you again by the way, okay?"
Feng Wuxie wanted to respond to him with something, but the long grace boat was already sailing, and the speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the silver-clad and armored boy was far away from her. He couldn't hear anything she said. Arrived.
She was desperately caught by Emperor Qianxie in her arms.
In fact, she didn't know what she should say to Jixue at such a moment.
It seems that everything she said is unnecessary, right
"Di Qianxie, I should have brought wine." Feng Wuxie suddenly said such a sentence.
Di Qianxie rubbed her hair, comforting over and over again: "There is another one, there must be another one."
"Yeah." Feng Wuxie choked.
She regretted how she came to Dream Market Realm this time without bringing a pot of good wine.
Jixue helped her so much, but what about her
Even his small wish can't be fulfilled...
Last time, Jixue said that when the sky fell, he would support her.
This time, he said again, he just wanted to save the world with a righteous heart, and by the way, save her...
But his fate
Did he take his own life
"Di Qianxie, what should we do to save their souls?" Feng Wuxie murmured.
Di Qianxie kissed her tearful eyes: "To live, to live up to their sacrifices. Going out is our battlefield-to fight for their last wish!"
Feng Wuxie wiped away his tears: "Hmm! You are right, our battlefield is outside! Do you have the soul-focusing lamp?"
"Of course." Di Qianxie took out the soul spotlight and saw the red soul light flashing inside, so Di Qianxie shook it smoothly.
Feng Wuxie said in astonishment: "... Didn't Ji Xue say that, if you are so shaken, will the souls in it dizzy?"
Di Qianxie coldly snorted, "It's not just for them to feel dizzy. If they were not dizzy and confused by the power of the Mengxu Cauldron, how could they have reached this stage? "
"..."
It seems to be true.
just…
Ji Xue said that the soul-focusing lamp is his treasure and must be returned to him.
Now they have taken the spotlight away, how will she pay it back in the future
He... This time, will he wait for them
The Long En boat carries Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie, and rushes through the virtual realm.
The voice of Jixue leading many souls fighting against the souls behind him gradually disappeared.
I don't know how much time they can buy for themselves.
She must find an exit as soon as possible and leave here to live up to Jixue and those
soul!
Chang En Chuan seemed to sense the eagerness in the hearts of the two, and the speed was fast.
Soon, the two people left the area where the Dream Soul River was and entered a barren and silent darkness.
Emperor Qianxie frowned slightly.
He perceives something in that darkness...
But the next moment, Di Qianxie's attention was attracted by the scene ahead.
I saw a gap suddenly appeared in the dark and empty space!
The two of Feng Wuxie could faintly perceive the vivid aura of the living world!
"This should be the crack exit that Jixue said." Feng Wuxie looked at it seriously.
It's just that now this exit is blocked by layers of evil spirits.
A whole hundred thousand evil spirits were densely entangled, covering the cracks tightly.
As if sensing their arrival, the evil spirits wailed in unison!
These things are bound by the power of the soul, unable to leave the range of the rift.
They can only squeeze the dead to the edge, eject their withered arms and shriveled head forcefully, and howl constantly in the direction of the two people.
At first glance, it looks like a fissure is filled with pus, blood and flagella!
That scene was disgusting and creepy like a nightmare!
Wu Xie looked at these things, only the icy killing intent in his eyes!
"According to Jixue, we need to fight these evil spirits and purify them."
As she spoke, she took out the sword with feathers.
"This time, it's up to you." Feng Wuxie released the hilt, letting the sword float in the air by itself.
She can't use spirit power and spiritual power now, and can't control the feathers, and can only rely on the sword spirit to fight.
In a burst of cyan brilliance, the human form became feathered.
"Innocent, rest assured, I will definitely make a way for you!"
This sword spirit already knew everything, including the fact that Feng Wuxie was pregnant with a baby!
Yan Yu was determined in his heart to do everything possible to escort Wu Xie out of here.
After she finished speaking, she paused, and her tone changed: "Besides, Brother Devil May Cry is still here. He is better at dealing with evil spirits than I am."
Yan Yu's gaze fell on the sword in Emperor Qianxie's hand:
"Why, at this time, you still refuse to show up?"
Emperor Qianxie stood the Devil May Cry Sword in front of him: "Come out."
The pure darkness breathed out from the black long sword around his waist, and gathered in front of two people and a sword spirit.
A figure emerged from it.
His appearance is exquisite and handsome, as if he is a perfect work of art carefully carved.
The figure is slender but not thin, like the son of a noble family.
The black energy gathered and turned into a black sacrificial robe on his body, making his skin paler and bloodless against the background.
His pupils are red, but they are different from the clearness of Crow Killing, the color is like thick blood...
This is the ancient dark sword spirit-Devil May Cry!
(End of this chapter)