Chapter 471: Return me to the rivers and lakes

"This sword is really tricky, since that's the case, then it's okay......" Hernuras stretched out his long tongue *** lips, "I'll show you what jīng god hell is, 桀桀桀桀桀!" ”

Hernuras let out a shrill laugh, and then the bones and muscles on his body crackled, the horns on his head began to bend forward, his claws and fangs in his mouth became longer, and the wings behind him turned a blinding blood-red sè after a few breaths, and a pair of ghost heads loomed over it. [Full text reading]

He spread his wings, and hundreds of green, if not thousands, of rancid bees flew out of his body, encircling his body and buzzing loudly.

The greatest killing move of the Dreaddemon King is not hand-to-hand combat, but the attack of the jīng god, and Hernuras is even more of a jīng master.

Although Akasha didn't know what the opponent's next killing move would be, she would never watch the opponent finish casting, her wings were retracted, and her body was slanted down like a black swift, and the skill - screamed in pain!

The audible sound waves spread out, but the green sè rancid bees turned into a thick fog to meet Akasha's sound waves, colliding with them.

"Poof!" The green mist was blown away by the sound waves, and Akasha rushed forward, but at this moment, she saw a pair of scarlet eyes behind the green mist.

The eyes were like an infinite abyss, and Akasha felt as if she was about to be sucked into it just by looking at herself, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Through the scarlet pupils, Akasha saw countless faces distorted by pain, all of them dazed, their eyes empty and creepy.

These are the souls of those who were killed by Hernuras and imprisoned in the hell of the god Jīng?

For some reason, Akasha suddenly had such a thought in her heart, which made the hidden fear in her heart infinitely magnified, and she wanted to get rid of the illusion of the Dreadlord, but she was unable to do so.

The surrounding scenery began to slowly distort, and the sky, the clouds, the soldiers, and the city of Cross were all shattered in a circle of spatial ripples like reflections in the water, and everything turned into nothingness......

By the time the surrounding scenery solidified again, Akasha had come to a completely strange world, where there was not a trace of green in the earth, only endless gray sè rocks, stretching all the way to the horizon.

Scattered among the craggy rocks, there are white bones, which point to the vast sky like broken halberds, and the ground is dried with dark red blood, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

At this time, Akasha saw the expressionless yīn spirits again, and she walked towards them.

As she slowly approached the spirits, one of the yīn spirits suddenly turned her head and smiled strangely at Akasha, but it was this smile that almost broke Akasha's spirit, which had always been determined as iron.

The face of that yīn soul was exactly the same as Gu Nansheng!

Akasha's heart ached so much that she almost suffocated, she couldn't imagine that after Gu Nansheng died, her soul was left here, unable to rest in peace. "Lord...... Master, is that you? ”

At this time, Akasha could no longer distinguish between illusion and reality, and after entering the jīng god world created by Hernuras, her jīng god sea had gradually been lost.

The yīn soul that resembled Gu Nansheng moved slightly, and a hoarse and ethereal voice sounded in Akasha's ears, "Stay here with me, I'm lonely......"

"But......" Akasha Jīng's sea of gods was already in chaos, she only felt that everything around her was hazy, and only Gu Nansheng's strong arms were left to hold her in her arms, and that feeling was very reassuring and warm.

Master, is this a dream?

If so, don't wake up.

I've been so tired all these years.

I'm tired of ......

"What happened, why did Akasha stop in the air and not move?" Jones Xiang looked at Akasha in the air, anxious.

"It's a jīng god attack!" Tacisha frowned, "Akasha has fallen into an illusion, unless she can defeat her inner demon, or interrupt the continuous casting of that Dread Demon King, Akasha's jīng sea of gods will slowly die and will never wake up again." ”

For Jones Xiang and Tacita, let alone interrupting Her Numuras's continuous spellcasting, even if they wanted to attack him who was high in the air, they couldn't reach it, Jones Xiang subconsciously glanced at Gu Nansheng, but saw that he clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth were painful.

Gu Nansheng knew that it was difficult for Akasha to defeat his demons, no matter how strong-willed a person was, if he (she) had something to fear in his or her subconscious, or something he or she longed for in his or her heart, then he (she) would easily fall into the illusion formed by the demons and couldn't extricate himself.

And Akasha is exactly this kind of person, she seems to be strong, but in fact, she just hides the softness and fragility in her heart with coldness and pride, and there are too many flaws in her jīng god sea, and she can't withstand such a jīng god attack at all.

Hernuras, who was in the air, smiled, now victory was only a matter of time, the enemy in front of him was holding an artifact but could not use it, so naturally he was not his opponent.

He *** indulged Akasha to let go of the frost sorrow in his hand, and then locked the sword with a force of telekinesis, controlling it to slowly float towards him.

Of course, he didn't risk grabbing the sword directly with his hands, but planned to use his Jīng Divine Attack to injure the sword soul hidden in the sword and seal it temporarily before putting the artifact in his inventory, which would take a lot of time, but it was the safest.

However, at this moment, a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and a cloud of deep red and ice blue flames was like rolling angry clouds, covering the sky overwhelmingly.

Hernuras was overly concentrated with his divine power before, and he didn't react until the blazing and icy flames swept in front of him, and he was so angry that he couldn't care about Akasha and Frost's sorrow anymore, and his wings closed together to block the blow.

"Boom!"

The flames exploded, and Hernulas, who was safely shrouded in it, experienced the cold and piercing and extremely *** at the same time in an instant, and his hard gray skin could not withstand such a drastic change in temperature, and burst one after another, and blood flowed for a while.

At this moment, in the vast flames, a small dragon less than ten meters in length quickly streaked across the sky, rushing straight towards Akasha and Frostmourn, who had lost control.

Hernuras was furious when he saw this, and he suddenly waved the back machete in his hand, "Die! ”

A void of energy formed out of thin air behind the little dragon, and then pierced into its body like a sharp cone, the skill - Void!

As a stream of blood arrows burst out from the surface of the little dragon's body, the little dragon screamed, and the speed slowed down a lot in an instant, he looked at Akasha, and then at the frost sorrow, and finally gritted his teeth and chose to save Akasha first.

The little dragon grabbed Akasha and flipped his paws, and a brilliant gem flashed, and then Akasha was directly sucked into it and disappeared.

Hernuras didn't care about killing Akasha at this time, he was more concerned about the artifact, and he waved at the falling Frost Sorrow, and a wave of telekinesis enveloped him, trying to suck the Frost Sorrow back.

However, at this moment, a black sword flash flashed on the Frost Sorrow Sword, directly cutting off Hernuras's telekinesis, and then Frost Sorrow fell straight down without hesitation.

Hernuras's face became extremely ugly for a while, and he looked at the little dragon who had ruined his good deeds with murderous eyes, "Another one to send to death, very good, I'll clean you up first!" ”

Although Hernuras was unable to restrain Frostmourn, he still had a small amount of telekinesis attached to the Frostmourn Sword, so he was not afraid that he would not be able to find it later.

This little dragon is naturally a two-headed dragon Qiqi, I haven't seen it for many years, Qiqi's body has grown to *** meters long, and his eyebrows have lost the childishness of Rì, and he has more maturity and stability.

Moreover, Qiqi's strength has already jumped to the peak of the sixth order!

Originally, with Qiqi's divine beast talent, it was a matter of time before he was promoted to the sixth order, but it was never possible to be so fast.

Over the years, Qiqi and Meimei took the origin of the Death Wing to hide***, and by chance, he felt a call, which made him feel warm and kind, and he unconsciously followed the call, and finally came to the burial place of Gejiro in the Esson Crater.

Feeling the warm scent of the fire element, Kiki felt like a prodigal son had come home, and there, Kiki saw the body of his mother.

For the first time in hundreds of years, Kiki saw his mother and felt the love emanating from her body, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The life and death of the eldest is uncertain, and his mother is buried here, at that moment, Qiqi feels unprecedented loneliness, he has always been happy in front of his mother's body and cried bitterly, and when he was tired of crying, he fell into a deep sleep.

Just as he was sleeping, the jīng spirit in the two-headed dragon Jachiluo's body silently turned into a streamer and merged into Qiqi's body.

At that time, Qiqi was only a fourth-order, and it was impossible to absorb the S-level Jīng, but because the mother and son were fused with blood, he absorbed the Jīng spirit without the slightest danger or pain, and maximized its potential, so Qiqi jumped to the peak of the sixth order, and was only one step away from the seventh order, which was still because Qiqi had not absorbed enough Jīng spirit before, otherwise he would have been able to step into the seventh order this time.

It was as if Kiki had grown up overnight, leaving Athosen with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

When Qiqi and Hernuras were fighting, Frost Grief crossed a graceful arc in the air and landed in front of Gu Nansheng impartially.

"Poof!" Frost Sorrow Qi Gen sank into the paved rocks, and the hilt of the sword was facing Gu Nansheng, anyone could see that this was no coincidence.

At that moment, Gu Nansheng felt the sad call of Frost strongly in his heart, and it was calling for its master.

The feeling of flesh and blood is inseparable!

The body of the sword is trembling and ringing, that is the battle intent contained in it and the ambition to regain the world!

Excalibur, which has been wandering for many years, has finally found its former owner, but can the hands that are already as old as a dead tree pull it up again and smile proudly in the world?

Gu Nansheng looked at the sorrow of the frost, the center of his heart fluctuated, and he silently closed his eyes, as if to calm the thoughts in his heart.

Jones Xiang kept looking at Gu Nansheng, her expression extremely complicated. Of course, she hoped that Gu Nansheng could regain her strength, but she was even more afraid that Gu Nansheng would be involved in the disputes on the mainland and be in danger again.

Of course, she knew that it was impossible to stop Gu Nansheng, and she didn't want to stop it, she knew in her heart that Jiaolong was the ultimate in its life only when it soared into the sky!

At this time, Gu Nansheng took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes, and the turbidity in his eyes was swept away, replaced by firmness and courage, as well as the ambition to dominate the world!

Gu Nansheng walked towards the Frost Sorrow step by step, although his steps were no longer steady, but the battle intent in his heart was burning and burning.

The wind is whining, the sword is whistling!

The frost sorrow stuck in the rock trembled violently, causing the debris of the rock to scatter and splash in all directions, as if the whole sword was about to fly out.

Finally, Gu Nansheng held the frost sorrow.

The sword body gradually broke away from the shackles of the rock, and the sorrow of frost burst out with brilliant brilliance, the brilliance became more and more abundant, and the sword roared louder and louder.

With a dragon-like scream soaring into the sky, the sorrow of frost was finally completely held in Gu Nansheng's hands, and at that moment, the heavens, the earth and the moon were all lost.

With a sword in hand, return me to the rivers and lakes!

Jones Xiang looked at the sorrow of the frost bathed in the sword light, her mind and body were trembling, she knew that Gu Nansheng, who was looking down on the world, was back, although that old body could no longer exert the strength to destroy the world, but with the power of the artifact, he could still shock the world.

Gu Nansheng felt the vast energy coming from the frost sorrow, and the feeling of coldness that he had not seen for a long time, he felt that his soul was resonating with it, this was the sword he forged with jīng blood, which had already merged with him.

He knew in his heart that if he was willing to accept it, Frost Grief would reinfuse all the jīng blood into his old body.

Although with this part of jīng blood, Gu Nansheng could recover his green and restore his strength to the sixth or even seventh order, but he didn't want to do this, not only would it ruin the sorrow of frost, but also because his life force was exhausted, even if those jīng blood merged into his body, it would be like water without a source, and it would slowly dry up with the passage of time, and Gu Nansheng would still lose all his strength and die slowly after a few hundred years.

Compared with these hundreds of years of life, what Gu Nansheng wants to see more is that the sorrow of frost is passed on, which is the continuation of his life!

Gu Nansheng's momentum of drawing his sword was so great that Hernulas naturally noticed it, and he didn't rush down to stop Gu Nansheng, but wanted to step up to end the battle in the air.

By this time, Kiki's condition was terrible, he was covered in blood, one of his wings had been badly damaged, and it was difficult to even maintain his balance.

His jīng Sea of Gods was also relentlessly attacked by Hernuras and was now in disarray.

Although Qiqi had already reached the peak of the sixth order, he was too far behind Hernuras, and without the help of the artifact, he was even worse at fighting than Akasha.