Feng Wuxie looked at Xiao Zi, and at the disciples of the world who came to support him like a divine soldier, his eyes couldn't help being slightly moist.
But Xiao Zi glanced around, but frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is the Emperor Qianxie?"
Feng Wuxie's eyes darkened, and his face paled a bit, but he quickly regained his fighting spirit:
"He tried to save me... But... I don't believe he just died like this... He will definitely come back..."
Xiao Zi understood half of it.
Mo Ya and An Lingxi, who were standing beside Feng Wuxie, also heard it.
"No wonder... I sent a message to my brother... He never answered..." Mo Ya muttered.
Under the long sleeves, Xiao Zi clenched his fists tightly, and when he raised his eyes and looked at the soul-satisfying face not far away, there was already a cold and forceful look in his eyes.
And in his sleeve, there was a layer of hidden and huge soul power—time soul power.
The Sword of Death is different from the other eight swords—
Time is everywhere, but it is silent and without a trace.
Therefore, the Sword of Death is an invisible sword with only sword energy but no sword body.
Even the sword spirit is invisible.
But it is the first of the nine swords! It can transform the form of all things in the world, and transform into the body of three thousand worlds!
At this moment, it was just a ray of sword energy, hidden in Xiao Zi's sleeve, and would not be noticed by anyone.
-This sword has only one chance, and he must swing it out at the most appropriate time! That was when the nine sword spirits gathered.
But now...
Di Qianxie and Devil May Cry Sword were not there.
If the sword formation fails, the sword of death cannot be used casually.
Just when all the popularity was like a rainbow, an indifferent voice came back:
"Sad ants, do you think you can fight against the destiny God has given you by gathering together?"
"Ten thousand years ago, someone had confronted it, didn't they? Only this time, we have to do it more thoroughly."
Feng Wuxie's tone was cold and proudly refuted.
"Really." Na Hun was not angry because she untied her scar, but the chill between her words was even more intense!
Tens of thousands of soul masters and pharmacists of the world's sects, when they heard the voice of the soul-satisfying, their faces were all pale, but their expressions were still firm!
The people who can come here to support have already had the consciousness to save their lives! Their aspirations cannot be easily shaken!
Nahun looked at the mortals below coldly, with a trace of doubt on his face—
His voice can be directly transmitted into the consciousness of these human beings, making people feel boundless coercion, pain, and ultimately submission.
But at this moment, no one had any intention of submitting to him, it was very interesting!
If that is the case, then simply swallow these unyielding ants!
The black arrogance on the soul became more and more fierce:
"If you gather here, it saves a lot of trouble. Just die together. This god will introduce the souls of you and others into the dream market realm and give you a good dream."
After the soul, the whole mountain range of the end of the sky
The dark red magic circle exudes a strong and disgusting smell of blood!
The boundless evil force sprayed out of him!
The sky was obscured by densely packed evil spirits.
The earth was submerged by a sea of blood suddenly surging.
Killing everywhere!
The spiritists from all sides stepped on the river of blood and joined the chaotic battlefield one after another!
The pharmacists, one after another, manipulate the spiritual power in their bodies, heal the wounded to the greatest extent, and purify and weaken the power of evil spirits.
The End of the World has been reduced to a hell-like scene on the earth.
An Lingxi used the Sacrificial Sword to cut open space crevices one after another, destroying the evil spirits in the crevices!
Mo Ya stood with Shuo Yuan sword spirit behind her back. Between the golden and water spirit power, Liu Yin turned the hydration into ice thorns not to be outdone, with nothing to lose!
"Negative Yu stubbornly resisted, dying to struggle." A weird but indifferent smile appeared on Nahun's face: "Then let me see, how far can you struggle?"
The voice fell, and the evil force between heaven and earth grew stronger.
The power of the evil spirits seems to be pulled to the top, each one is like the realm of wild gods!
The spiritists were completely suppressed all at once, and at first sight, they couldn't hold it anymore...
However, at this moment, a misty white light suddenly appeared in the sky-it was directly injected into the eyebrows of the soul!
With the infusion of this white light, the offensive of the evil spirits was drastically reduced in an instant.
Others may not be able to see clearly what this white light is...
But Feng Wuxie, Mo Ya, and An Lingxi are all familiar with the white soul light...
It's Bai Ruochen!
Or, it should be said... That is... Yushen!
He flashed past, without a word, but he was already integrated with the body of the soul!
Immediately afterwards, most of the evil power suddenly dissipated, and Nahun showed a look of struggle and pain for the first time!
"Brother Ruochen... he is about to succeed..." Mo Ya looked at the scene in front of her. It was clear that the battle had turned around, but she was so sad that she wanted to cry.
"Young Master Bai..." An Lingxi was also lost.
After a while, the evil power released by the soul-satisfaction began to become extremely unstable, as if there are two souls fighting each other in his body, evenly matched, and everyone wants to completely overwhelm the other—
"I am the part of the good souls you rejected, have you forgotten? You have been intolerant to the world, and you have been a kind god."
"The god doesn't care about good and evil, how can ant mortals know the great road in the heart of the god?"
"In ancient times, you lost, this time, you won't win either!"
"Hmph, in the ancient times, I could swallow you once, now you are just a ray of remnant soul, even more invincible!"
…
In the eyes of people who don't know the truth, this evil god who covered the sky with one hand, for some reason, suddenly started talking to himself like a madman.
But Feng Wuxie and others understand...
It was Bai Ruochen—Yu Shen, talking to Nahun.
Na Hun is now mentally unstable and constrained by Bai Ruochen
Now, it is a good time to kill him!
But... Bai Ruochen's spirit is also there...
"Sister-in-law Wuxie, let's do it." Mo Ya said suddenly.
Feng Wuxie and An Lingxi both looked at Mo Ya in surprise.
Even if they want to do it, in their opinion, it shouldn't be Mo Ya that said the first sentence!
Mo Ya squeezed the sword in his hand: "Brother Ruochen confessed to me. He asked me to tell you... You must, seize the opportunity! This is the first opportunity for him... in exchange for his life! In order to support this battle, Shuo Yuan and I have also contracted..."
Feng Wuxie was silent for a little while, Bai Ruochen's enlightenment, she had already understood it-from the moment Bai Ruochen decided to purify the heart of God.
This is... Bai Ruochen's extremely firm will.
"Innocent, we... must not... betray his sacrifice!" An Lingxi said.
Feng Wuxie sighed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became bitter: "Yes! Right now, let's work together to kill the soul!"
With Feng Wuxie's voice—
Crow Killer, Xiao Zi, An Lingxi, Mo Ya, and the many spiritists of the world, all forced their ultimate moves to the soul-satisfaction!
However, Na Hun was already on guard. He raised a dark curtain of evil forces with one hand and blocked it in front of everyone. The curtain barrier was obviously only a thin layer, but it was like a mountain that could not break through, blocking everyone. Killer move!
Na Hun smiled contemptuously:
"Because the original god is restrained, you can take advantage of it? Ridiculous! Even if you join forces, it is far from enough!"
When everyone is in a dilemma—
A black sword aura, awe-inspiring!
The spiritists were extremely surprised, because, with the appearance of that black sword aura, the other sword spirits present, as if being induced, turned their directions one after another!
In an instant, the four sword spirits of water, wood, wind, and soil contracted by Feng Wuxie all temporarily withdrew from the battle group and gathered together—
For the first time, Jikongjian turned into a sword spirit in front of people—it was a girl with black eyes and black hair wearing a purple dress.
Immediately afterwards, An Lingxi's Jikong and Mo Ya's Liuyin and Shuoyuan all flew in the same direction!
And wherever they went, it turned out to be where Xiao Zi was!
Even more bizarre, Feng Wuxie discovered that the sword spirits were not controlled by their masters!
Mo Ya looked at the sword spirits in front of her, a little surprised: "Sister-in-law Wuxie, what happened to the sword spirits?"
Feng Wuxie was also at a loss: "I don't know."
Could it be that Master... is there anything that attracts other sword spirits
Moreover, this black sword aura... a bit like...
At this moment, the black sword aura turned into substance!
Feng Wuxie's wide-open eyes...
This is actually...
Devil May Cry Sword!
And accompanied by the Devil May Cry Sword was the man in red that was as fierce as fire.
He wore a weird smile:
"Then—plus the cult leader, oh no... I should say yes, is it enough to include the power of the cult
(End of this chapter)