Chapter 390: Nine Deaths and One Life

"Could it be that the Howling of the Heavenly Demon?" But, doesn't it mean that the Heavenly Demon has fallen, how can it still make a whistling sound?" Duan Li'er asked.

Wutian snorted coldly: "Ignorant child, the so-called hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, even if the Heavenly Demon falls, the little bit of divine soul he has left is enough to make such a whistling sound!"

Duan Li'er heard that the Heavenly Demon was not far ahead, and he didn't know what his mood was for a while, he was a little lucky, glad that he had finally reached his destination before he died of old age, and he was also a little disappointed, he finally wanted to release a shocking demon with his own hands, although that was not his intention.

After hearing that roar, Wutian's speed became significantly faster, and he seemed to be unable to hide the excitement in his heart, showing the fastest speed he could achieve in this space, and flew forward.

Suddenly, the originally calm space in front of him, under that magic roar, seemed to be stimulated by something, and the dark red that originally seemed to be nothingness actually began to ripple layer by layer, attacking Wutian and Duan Li'er, and it seemed to be indiscriminate, towards the world.

Wutian snorted coldly, and the originally extremely restrained aura on his body erupted sharply, instantly turning into a shocking momentum, and the greenish-brown light on his body also suddenly emitted, meeting the boundless dark red waves.

At that time, in this seemingly vacuum space, two strange colored auras collided abruptly. To Duan Li'er's surprise, under the collision, there was no sound at all, let alone any waves, but the dark red aura suddenly faded and gradually disappeared under the attack of lawlessness.

But after the two of them flew into a distance again, the dark red light in the void launched another wave-like attack and struck again.

"Demon Blood, Demon Heaven, I'm here to help you!" Wutian yelled.

Although Wutian was yelling, his subordinates did not pause in the slightest, and the greenish-brown light on his body once again emitted, dispersing the waves formed by the dark red light.

After more than ten days of preparation, the Heavenly Sword Sect, under the leadership of the head Xuanyu Zhenren, actually withdrew from the place where the patriarch had been living and practicing since the founding of the sect - the ** space opened up by the great power.

Although the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't understand why the head of the sect had suddenly made such a decision, and everyone had countless questions in their hearts, but after the master's order, no one dared to refute anything, but under the arrangement of the elders under the sect, they packed up and walked out of the mountain gate.

At this moment, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect closed his eyes and stood in front of the Heavenly Sword Sect's marker "Mixed Sky Stone", silent for a long time.

Tianyu, Feng Extinguished, Lishen, Candle Dong and other elders stood behind him, also full of reluctance in their hearts, their hearts were heavy, and no one spoke.

"The way of heaven is vast, the reincarnation is vast, and under the heavens, it will be calamity, and people and gods will mourn ......"

After standing for a long time, the head of Xuanyu suddenly opened his mouth and sang faintly.

Hearing the head chanting this poem full of ancient rhyme, the thousands of disciples under the door were also depressed in their hearts, and silently read along: "The way of heaven is vast, the reincarnation is vast, under the heavens, that is, this catastrophe, people and gods are mourning, God gives me my life, I serve the sky, the sky is my life, I am against the sky...... Heaven will kill me, I will go against the sky!"

After reading for a long time, the reluctance in everyone's hearts to this familiar place was also stimulated, and some female disciples in the door even began to cry and sobbed softly

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