Feng Wuxie's eyes were red, looking at the man in the red robe.
He was so bright and dazzling when the earth was devastated and the evil spirits were fighting and fighting with the spiritists.
Her hunch is correct... He is back!
The blood on his clothes was still dazzling, but the eyes he looked at her were as warm as ever.
"Emperor Qianxie..."
"Brother Qianxie!"
Feng Wuxie and Mo Ya excitedly called at the same time.
Mo Ya even rushed up happily...
However, as soon as she ran to Di Qianxie's side, Di Qianxie pulled her aside.
Ignoring Mo Ya's enthusiasm, Di Qianxie directly turned to Feng Wuxie who was behind Mo Ya and swept Feng Wuxie into his arms.
"I was thinking about it before, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you anymore." He said with a faint smile.
Mo Ya was staggered by Emperor Qianxie, which was a bit embarrassing, but she just scratched her head, looking at Emperor Qianxie and Feng Wuxie, willingly being stuffed with dog food.
Feng Wuxie held on for so long and refused to cry. This time, he was held in his arms by Emperor Qianxie again. Hearing his familiar voice, his tears fell endlessly.
She gently beat Di Qianxie: "Next time, I really can't stand in front of people and send him to death!"
Di Qianxie was so beaten by her, but his face turned pale.
Feng Wuxie immediately noticed that something was wrong. She saw him in a heroic manner and claimed to be her god, thinking that he had some adventure, but... only then discovered that he is still in a state of unhealed injuries...
Di Qianxie helplessly, whispered: "Why? Distressed?" He said, rubbing her hair again: "Although it is difficult to heal in a short time, but fortunately, not only did I not die, but I also found the sedition formation. His eyes have gained some unexpected supernatural powers."
Feng Wuxie just wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Nahun—
"Huh, just rely on you? You are also qualified to call yourself a god? Little mayfly, I really don't know how high the sky is! What you absorb is just those low-level powers that the gods look down on in the descending formation, full of impurities! With you! The realm at this time, at best, is nothing more than a demigod."
Emperor Qianxie sneered upon hearing this:
"Oh, what about a demigod? As long as it can break your barrier, this power is enough for me!"
The soul-attracting tone is cold:
"Idiot talk about dreams."
Di Qianxie turned his gaze to the air, who was fighting against the evil spirits, and said:
"Do you want to try? The combination of the power of death and the power of ghosts."
Crow Killing raised his lips slightly: "I can't ask for it!"
In an instant, the sky was filled with black feathers.
Di Qianxie's body also released a black soul fog that was condensed like frost. With the release of this soul fog, the army of evil spirits in Tiantian that were originally bloodthirsty and demonic began to become restless!
Evil power can turn souls into evil spirits for their own use.
However, the dark soul power can command the army of thousands of ghosts!
Regardless of good or evil, as long as it is a dead spirit, in front of the dark ghosts and gods who have broken through the realm of gods, they must surrender!
In an instant, all the evil spirits turned their backs on the battlefield, turned their directions, and attacked Na
soul!
The soul-storing mechanism was exhausted, but I didn’t expect this step...
He had never put Emperor Qianxie in his eyes. In his opinion, Emperor Qianxie was nothing more than an ordinary desolate god.
The Realm of Desolate God, under this mortal world, may already be regarded as the peak, but it is not worth mentioning for the soul.
He has killed many wild gods.
Na Hun even felt that Emperor Qianxie was not as threatening as that little girl-Feng Wuxie.
After all, Yao Xi's blood and spirit flowed through that little girl's body.
And Yaoxi was the one who defeated him in ancient times.
But... Until then, Na Hun realized that he had neglected that little girl's ability—
Her talent is not as good as Yaoxi, but her popularity far exceeds Yaoxi!
Because of this, she was able to let so many people, spare their lives, to fight side by side with her.
Thousands of years ago, Yaoxi and him both worked on their own, fought alone, and felt very conceited.
But now, Nahun felt an unprecedented threat!
He stared at Emperor Qianxie coldly: "You—very good!"
The tone of the soul-satisfaction can no longer distinguish whether it is anger or appreciation, or-both.
From this moment on, Na Hun began to unreservedly release the source of evil power, the huge evil power barrier suddenly increased and thickened, and even went straight into the sky!
He needs to defeat Yu Shen first before he can free his hands to deal with these small but tenacious mortals.
Di Qianxie did not want to give him this opportunity to buffer—
He continuously released his dark soul power, fused with the death power of the crow slayer, and constantly controlled the evil spirits in the sky to hit the defense created by the soul!
Countless evil spirits have fallen, and countless evil spirits have filled their combat power—
The spiritists are also working together, gathering their strengths, and smashing into the obstacles in front of them over and over again!
But the sword spirits, for some reason, broke away from the control of their masters, floating in the air, closing their eyes, as if they were accumulating power.
at last…
There is a crack in the skyrocketing barrier!
At this time, most of the evil spirits have died out!
Hope is here!
Feng Wuxie saw that Di Qianxie's body was shaky, and his whole person seemed to have been shrouded in hell by the dark soul power!
"Di Qianxie, how are you doing?!"
She worried.
No one's soul power is as endless as the sea, even if it is a god, the power will be exhausted.
It is already very difficult to control these countless evil spirits and stop attacking the spiritists. What's more, Emperor Qianxie has to release more power to make the evil spirits turn their backs and fight!
At this moment, Di Qianxie suddenly seemed to have completely exhausted his power, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his spirit power also ceased.
"Di Qianxie!" Feng Wuxie immediately stepped forward to support his body.
"Madam, I will hand it over to you next." Di Qianxie smiled weakly, and stretched out his hand to point forward: "The barrier is broken."
Feng Wuxie turned his head and looked around, and saw that the indestructible barrier was actually broken by Emperor Qianxie.
Up!
The Black Feather of Crow Killing had already entered the void, and the power of death had already surrounded Nahun. It was only necessary to completely kill Nahun, but it was not that easy.
"Wait for me, I must pierce a larger blood hole in his chest to relieve your hatred!" Feng Wuxie vowed.
Emperor Qianxie smiled, although his consciousness was a bit blurred, his eyes became more gentle:
"Okay, I'll wait for you. My wife is the best."
Javier must take revenge. This is what he likes the most, especially when he is taking revenge on him.
Feng Wuxie set up Emperor Qianxie: "Then you can rest well and enjoy it."
After speaking, he returned to the front of the battle.
While Na Hun was fighting against the crow killer, he was even more entangled in Yu Shen's spiritual sense, and his face was changing back and forth—
For a while, he was Xiao Moyu's face, and for a while, it was the evil and gloomy face of Nahun itself, and for a while, Yushen's face was exactly the same as Nahun, but with a little more compassion.
"Everyone, let's work together to kill!"
After Feng Wuxie spoke this sentence, all the spirit masters released their spirit power, hoping to kill the soul together!
However, the battle was suddenly stalemate.
No matter how powerful the soul power they gather, the soul-satisfaction is like a bottomless pit, not only safe and sound, but also sucking all the soul power!
"Extremely stupid." Na Hun smiled contemptuously.
Only then did Feng Wuxie realize—
Yes, the soul-satisfying body is a jade that can absorb the spiritual power of the world!
So, if you continue to fight like this, not only will it not hurt him, maybe it will make him stronger
What should I do
If the stalemate continues like this, Bai Ruochen can't hold it anymore and can't delay it!
If you miss the best time this time, if you want to kill the soul again, it is absolutely impossible!
What happened... The sword spirits didn't know what was wrong, they kept floating in the air to accumulate power, and they were not under her control...
However, just as Feng Wuxie was thinking hard and meditating—
The eight sword spirits present suddenly opened their eyes and flew in the air, finally standing in eight different directions, forming a strange formation!
"The kendo mission is coming now!"
The eight sword spirits respectively looked at Feng Wuxie, Mo Ya, An Lingxi, and Di Qianxie:
"Please my lord, give me the blood of the contract, and help me complete the mission of kendo!"
Although everyone had doubts in their hearts, they all understood that these sword spirits were given the mission of killing and accepting souls at the beginning of being cast!
At this point, when it is time for them to complete.
So several people cut their fingertips one after another, dripping a drop of contract blood into the sword formation.
Just when they were expecting the sword spirits to perform, Xiao Zi stepped forward...
Feng Wuxie stopped in front of him: "Master, what are you doing?"
Xiao Zi raised his finger, only to see a drop of blood flowing on it.
"What does this mean?" Feng Wuxie was puzzled: "Master, this formation is the contract of these eight sword spirits..."
"Not eight sword spirits, but nine." Xiao Zi raised his eyes and smiled, looking towards the center of the sword formation, his eyes calm, but he seemed to be reluctant: "My sword is there too."
(End of this chapter)