For a moment, everyone's eyes looked into the sword formation.
Xiao Zi dripped blood into the battle.
In the center of the sword formation, an unpredictable sword aura rose out of thin air!
Although the sword is transparent, the sword energy around it has gathered a brilliant brilliance. It is through the shape of that brilliance that the world realizes that the sword formation composed of eight sword spirits is actually all It is the ninth sword that surrounds the middle!
The sword of death is the core of the entire sword formation!
"That is the sword of death, the head of the nine swords, representing time. I got it by chance."
Xiao Zi explained faintly, casually as if to say that the weather is good today:
"By the way, before coming here, the Sword of Death also used time and soul power to heal my wounds and extend my life."
"Great, Master, then your chance... is really good." Feng Wuxie praised sincerely.
Xiao Zi looked at her and smiled non-committal: "Perhaps."
As the sword formation opened wide, the eight directions corresponding to the god descending formation and the eight sword spirits also rose with dazzling golden light of divine power-that was the god power in the god descending formation that could not be fully absorbed by the soul.
At this moment, all these divine powers were actually absorbed by the sword formation!
Na Hun realized the huge threat brought to him by the sword formation!
He eagerly wants to destroy the sword formation!
By now, he could not care about the influence of the death spirit power of Crow Killing, nor the remnant soul of God Yu who entangled him in his consciousness, even if most of the evil power was dispersed!
Na Hun could see at a glance that the core of the sword formation was the sword of time in the center!
The easiest and most direct way to break the formation is to kill the master of the sword of time!
who is it
He followed the clues in the process of the sword formation power gathering, carefully sensing.
found it!
In an instant, the overwhelming evil force, with the intent to kill, all rushed to Xiao Zi!
After this blow was used, the price of receiving the soul was to expose a flaw in the front of the crow kill, so that the power of death found the entrance to attack his soul!
But the soul-satisfaction had already realized before the shot, this blow was bound to be won, even if he was hit hard by the power of death, he would do it.
The master of the sword of time must die.
The speed of his evil power surging, such as electric fire traveling through the sky, flowing clouds chasing the wind, is simply astonishing!
"Master!" Rao was Feng Wuxie, and only had time to shout at Xiao Zi in a panic.
In that instant, Xiao Zi had actually caught the soul-satisfying shot, but... at such a speed, it was already very difficult for a mortal to see the situation with the naked eye, and it would be impossible for a mortal to avoid it.
Emperor Qianxie also saw Xiao Zi’s crisis, but he had already exhausted his soul power in order to break through the barrier of receiving souls, and he was powerless at this moment...
At the moment of the moment, a soul light suddenly appeared, which turned into a vast force of destiny, using his body as a shield to block that majestic evil force in front of Xiao Zi!
At that moment, time seemed to slow down in an instant
Come.
The appearance of that soul light surpassed everyone's expectations.
When everyone came back to their senses, Gong Qingshang had already turned pale, covered in blood, and fell to the ground.
Xiao Zi stared at her blankly...
"Why?" He didn't understand.
How could she do this
After Gong Qingshang blocked Xiao Zi's slaying power, he could not speak clearly, his consciousness was blurred, and he was muttering words in his mouth.
Xiao Zi leaned closer to listen, and Fang heard that she kept saying that sentence over and over again:
"Xiao Lang can't come back."
While she was talking, she was crying, her dying eyes filled with blankness and sadness.
"I've done so many bad things, I just ask him to come back, but he can't come back."
She muttered, her tone of sorrow, desperate for life.
Xiao Zi's heart tightened.
He hugged her body that was getting cold, and his tone was soft, as if he was coaxing a child, coaxing the mother:
"Yes, he can't come back, but you will see him."
"Will it?" She was full of expectation, but asked nervously. At the last moment, she grabbed Xiao Zi's robe: "Zi'er, mother, I'm sorry... and... Qianxie..."
Gong Qingshang finally looked at Emperor Qianxie.
Emperor Qianxie clenched his fist tightly, his lips pressed tightly and his face was pale.
Gong Qingshang called the name of Emperor Qianxie several times, but after all he could not say anything else, he was eroded by the evil force for the last time, he died, and closed his eyes.
Xiao Zi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he placed Gong Qingshang's body aside, his expression resolute.
"The sword formation is complete, take the soul, your death date has come."
Xiao Ziyi instilled all his soul power into the sword of death without hesitation!
So far, his soul, and the sword soul of the sword of death, finally officially merged.
Feng Wuxie also followed closely, fusing his soul power with the four sword spirits, Yuyu, Chiyan, Ruoxu, and Qingtan!
Although Emperor Qianxie's soul power has been exhausted, Devil May Cry is affected by the power of the contract, and its power instantly increases!
Mo Ya and An Lingxi also cooperated.
In an instant, the power of the eight sword spirits, the souls of the contracted spiritist, and the remaining divine power of the descending formation were all merged into the most central sword of death!
Xiao Zifei walked into the center of the sword formation, holding the sword of death, his purple robe fluttered in the wind, like a dream.
When swinging the sword, the world moved.
A huge torrent of soul power, accurately and accurately submerged into the heart of the soul!
As soon as the sword fell, Xiao Zi suddenly saw many scenes from the past.
The power of time spread in his palm, demanding the price of the transaction.
He finally understood—
His price, as expected, was... loss of innocence.
It's just that, because he has never truly possessed Innocent, the power of time will take away the most precious past between him and Innocent...
It turned out that he didn't even deserve these memories anymore.
In that reversal time.
He saw that little girl was calling him teacher with a smile
Respect.
When he saw her lifting up Ziyujue, her white dress was like a wind, and her eyebrows were flying.
He saw the eyes she used to look at him, and was unwilling to look forward to it. With a touch of worship, he swore that one day she would become as powerful as him.
She is the loveliest apprentice in the world.
He thought about holding her in the palm of his hand and spoiling her for a lifetime, so that her master was the only one in her eyes and no other man.
but-
He gradually couldn't see her face...
He gradually lost sight of her...
He can't remember anything.
In the end, Xiao Zi fell to the ground, looking at his palm, there was nothing there, and the sword of death was gone.
Where is this place
What is he doing
Lifting his fingertips, he touched his eyes.
Strange, is it raining
He raised his eyes and looked forward... Someone there was staring at him bitterly as if looking at an enemy.
It seems to be dying.
Xiao Zi actually wanted to ask Nahun, can you tell me where this is before you die.
But before he had time to ask, he exhausted his strength and fell down.
Before closing his eyes, he was in a daze when he saw a little girl in white clothes rushing towards him, still calling him Master.
who is she
A pretty little girl, how can she recognize her casually...
However, he was so tired, his brain was still very painful, and he fainted without being able to say anything.
…
…
The other party.
"Am I... defeated?"
Nahyun looked at his broken body and the evil power that was dissipating in all directions, asking this question in disbelief.
After planning for so long, from a god who doesn't understand the world, he has learned how to use the human heart, and he also learned the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys of mankind, but his ideals and ways are still impossible to realize
Na Hun looked at the sky from a distance—
Is he wrong
He just didn't want to see the wars and sufferings between this world and the earth again, there would be resentments everywhere, life and death, so he wanted to build a dream market that is indisputable...
Why, his ideal, no one can understand
The soul was invaded by the death force of the crow slay before, but now it has been slashed by the combined force of the nine swords, and finally, the soul is about to be wiped out.
As his evil power was gradually purified, a little bit of light fell between the whole continent of heaven and earth...
"What is that?" Feng Wuxie asked in surprise, "Soul light?"
He fell to the ground, and when he was dying, he stretched out his palm, seeming to want to touch the soul light that was about to disappear:
"Menghunhe... is going to disappear..."
He turned out to be very sad.
However, at this moment, Jixue walked to his side and stared at the remnant of the soul:
"Remember the original transaction? You let my family members go to reincarnation, and I promised you to stay in the Dream Market Realm forever. I will protect everything in the Dream Market Realm when you are away."
The soul was slightly startled:
"Are you... still willing?"
(End of this chapter)