At that moment, the flames of the explosion were so intense that it was as if a miniature sun had suddenly appeared in the dark night of Cain's realm.

Both the uproar and Cain's faces were turned orange-red by the flames of the explosion. But although they are both orange-red, the expressions on their faces are different.

In that orange-red, the excitement of triumph was written on the face of the uproar, and the anger caused by the accident was covered on Cain's face.

Although these are two very similar faces, they are not the same after all.

The explosion was triggered by a trickle of energy that flowed backwards from Announce's body to Cain, and the trickle of energy became like a fuse at the moment of the explosion, leading the violent explosion all the way to Cain.

Explosions all the way until they exploded into Cain's body, as a lot of energy had already flowed into his body.

Due to the reason of the trapped god array, Cain could only be nailed to the spot like a sculpture, allowing the violent energy explosion to destroy his body, but Xuan Ran was not affected by the trapped god array, and he flew upside down the moment the domain cage that Cain weaved for him shattered, and he even glanced back at Cain the moment he got out of the trap.

He saw that Cain was wounded, and Cain's blood was red.

Looking at Cain's bloody left arm, he said with a smile: "You can suck my energy back, and you can also control and use my energy, but don't forget one thing, my energy is my energy after all, it will never belong to you, because I am me, not you!" ”

Listening to the uproar, the anger on Cain's face did not increase but decreased, and after a moment he sighed helplessly, in which his badly injured and ruined left arm began to heal rapidly, and the speed was even more astonishing.

"I'm underestimating you!"

With an uproar, Cain continued, "But it also succeeded in angering me! ”

"Is that really the case?" He asked with a nonchalant expression, and at the same time recalled the Hope Sword back into his hand, looking ready to attack.

"Yes! If you are willing to join me, no one can stop us, because you are the only one who can destroy me, but you have chosen a stupid path. ”

As he spoke, Cain looked into the distance with bloody eyes and said, "This voice is really noisy! After speaking, two blood-red rays suddenly shot out of his eyes!

The two blood-red rays seemed to penetrate the spatial barrier and time division, and in an instant, they arrived in front of the group of mages who had been silently reciting the incantation! And the trajectory of the two rays flying in space is not a straight line, they meet at a certain point, turning into a blood-red shadow.

The Demon Shadow is about to slash the magicians with a blood-red sword in his hand, and he is about to slash the magicians with a single sword!

But at this moment, the black-robed mages were still bowing their heads and chanting incantations silently, accumulating energy for the sleepy gods, and they never looked up at the demon shadow, let alone moved to dodge the crimson blade.

Out of trust, they are convinced that this sword will not fall on their heads no matter what! Since there is such a belief, there is nothing to be afraid of. A flat boat still dares to compete with thousands of waves in the vast sea, not to mention that they are not a fragile and vulnerable flat boat, but a 10,000-ton giant ship that has its back to the strong shore and has something to rely on.

At the moment when the blood-red sword blade in the hand of the Scarlet Demon Shadow fell into the crowd, the sound of breaking wind suddenly rose, and the old sword flew away, piercing the body of the Demon Shadow and stabbing the blood sword.

Cain saw everything that happened in the distant mountains, and his cold eyes swept over the nameless who was cross-legged on the snow and blew the sound of the flute, and Cain's thin lips trembled slightly.

It was precisely because of the slight trembling of this thin lip that the blood-red demon shadow that had already dissipated on the distant mountain suddenly transformed into a shape, turning from real to virtual and then from virtual to real, and replaced with a blood-colored red thread again.

However, this time, the blood-colored red line is not two, but thousands or even countless paths. They swirled rapidly above the mage horde, like a blood-colored tornado.

Nameless closed his eyes slightly, his fingers kept raising and falling on the flute tube, and with the melodious sound of the flute, the old sword of Wumang, inserted in the snow in the distant mountains, suddenly flew upside down, and rushed into the blood-colored tornado desperately.

Seeing that the old sword with no mangs brought up a faint light and was submerged the moment it rushed into the blood-colored tornado, he clenched the long sword of hope in his hand, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, and a burst of snow flakes flew between his feet, and the long sword flew out and aimed directly at Cain's throat.

Cain still stood where he was, not knowing whether he really couldn't move or didn't bother to move at all, but he just didn't move. Facing the sword that stabbed suddenly, he gently raised his right hand and clamped the sword edge without moving.

"Nameless handed over his swordsmanship to you?" Cain smiled and looked at the uproar, "But they didn't tell you, did they?" I can also use this swordsmanship, so you can't stab me with this soul-locking sword! ”

"Is that really the case?" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his right arm suddenly became stronger, and the longsword began to slowly slide forward, threatening to stab Cain's throat.

At this moment, the battle between the old sword and the blood-colored tornado seemed to have been separated.

After the old sword of Wumang rushed into the blood-colored tornado with a momentum that could not be opened, the blood-colored tornado stagnated in the air, stopping the momentum of descending and engulfing the group of mages.

But this only stopped the downward trend, and the power of the blood-colored tornado depended. I saw it spin frantically and tear the old sword of Wumang placed in its abdomen, but the old sword of Wumang was not to be outdone, and after rampage for a while, the blade of the sword suddenly flashed with dazzling light at a certain moment, and a straight stab pierced the blood-colored tornado out of a large hole, thus breaking out of the body.

The attack of the old sword, which had changed from the old sword of no mangs to the sword of radiance, did not stop there, and in the midst of the great glory of light, it turned one sword into two, two swords into four, and four swords into eight...... Until they turn into tens of millions of swords, countless swords! Then the countless swords that shone with the same light struck out at the same time, burrowing into the blood-colored tornado's body again from the large hole it had broken when it rushed out before.

After the ten thousand swords entered the body, the momentum of the blood-colored tornado was immediately blocked, and the moment before it was about to stop spinning, thousands of rays of light pierced its blood-colored body and radiated into the night, and then thousands of lightsabers pierced the blood-colored tornado, completely tearing it apart.

The blood-red tornado gradually calmed down, and the nameless sword also shone brightly, and all swords returned to one.

Nameless raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Cain, who was not comparable to the uproar, and said calmly: "The second brother's incarnation technique has been refined again. ”

Cain increased the strength of his two fingers while looking at Nameless, and said with continued praise: "You have finally achieved the supreme realm of one sword becoming ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords becoming one sword?" ”

Nameless shook his head and said with a hint of self-deprecation: "That's not the supreme realm, the supreme realm is that everything is my sword!" ”

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