In the end, Destruction looked back at Zhang Mi very uneasily, "Sister, in fact, I have been hiding one thing from you, the power of destruction I have mastered can control the power of death for you." ”

"Actually, I'm cowardly, if I help you master the power of death, I will disappear, and I'm afraid I'll never see you again, so I've never dared to tell you."

"Sister, don't blame me! Destruction is wrong, but destruction has been figured out, turning into the core of controlling the power of death, helping my sister to become enlightened, it is my supreme glory, I dare not be cowardly! ”

"Destroy don't! Sister can't lose you! After getting the perception of the Avenue of Death transmitted by Wang Gang, Zhang Mi thought of destruction, but destruction was regarded by her as her own sister, how could Zhang Mi use the complete disappearance of destruction as a price to master the Avenue of Death.

"Sister, without me by your side, please protect yourself." The smile on Destruction's face was so bright and beautiful that even the Twelve Martial Saints were slightly distracted.

Zhang Mi had endless sadness in her eyes, but most of her body had been eroded by the power of death, and even opening her mouth to speak had become a luxury.

In the soul and true spirit, there is only the last trace of brilliance, if the brilliance is occupied by the power of death, Zhang Mi will die.

"I'm destroying hydrangea, my sister's magic weapon, and no one can hurt my sister before I ⊕die▼▼." The voice was still so crisp, but as the voice sounded, her body burned into flames, turning the impossible into a possibility, and the small fist with monstrous power knocked back the fists of the twelve martial saints.

It was at this time that her body, her soul. There was not a trace of her true spirit left, only a trace of the true meaning containing the Great Dao of Destruction.

The moment the true intent of destruction appears. The uncontrollable power of death was instantly controlled by True Intentions, leaving behind a trace of eternal guardianship with destruction. rushed into Zhang Mi's body in an instant.

In an instant, Zhang Mi exhausted all his methods, and the power of death, which he could not control, was completely controlled by Zhang Mi, and the power of creation and death in his body reached a true state of balance.

The Dao rhyme in the body is like a great avenue revealed, and it can break through the realm of heaven and man in an instant, and it is also the late stage of the realm of heaven and man!

The vitality of the body is completely replenished, and the strength rises rapidly. The terrifying momentum made the twelve martial saints extremely frightened, but there was no trace of joy on Zhang Mi's face after the strength was improved.

Tears wet her face, staring blankly at the place where the destruction had finally disappeared, and her thoughts poured out wildly, trying to capture the breath left by the destruction.

But not even the breath, the destruction left a trace, as if destruction had never appeared in the world. "Sister, my sister, why are you so stupid, without you. In the endless days to come, how my sister spends it. ”

"Without you, I don't feel a trace of warmth. Sister, my silly sister. Raise your head again. In Zhang Mi's eyes, there is no trace of compassion for all beings. There is only endless killing intent!

"Because of you, my only sister has fallen, because of you, the only person in this world who can make me feel warm is gone!"

"Before, I never had a trace of killing intent in my heart, only infinite compassion for all sentient beings, but now, I have nothing else in my heart except killing intent."

"I will completely destroy your souls, I will completely wipe out your true spirits, and bury my sister with me!" In Zhang Mi's voice, there was infinite killing intent and hatred.

With a slight lift of her hand, the power of death and the power of creation poured out at the same time, waving at the twelve martial saints who were frightened by her sudden outburst of terrifying momentum.

Two giant blades that covered the sky and the sun, with the power of shattering time and space, broke through the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and landed beside the figure composed of the twelve martial saints and rotated.

"Endless death, endless creation, brings pain and fear that is even more terrifying than the Red Lotus karmic fire." With Zhang Mi's words, among the two rapidly rotating giant blades, the knives that flew out of the countless giant blades turned the twelve martial saints into giants and slashed them into pieces with one sword!

In the face of the terrifying power in the late stage of the Celestial Realm, although the ability of the Celestial Beings was simulated through the formation, in front of the real Celestials, they were not even qualified to resist.

In the terrifying wail, the twelve martial saints were imprisoned by Zhang Mi, the power of creation maintained their vitality, ensuring that they did not die, and the power of death turned into an extremely sharp knife, cutting off the flesh of the twelve martial saints inch by inch.

The twelve people who had suffered immeasurable pain, at the moment when their bodies completely lost their vitality, their souls were wrapped out by Zhang Mi with the power of death, and they were suspended in front of them.

"The endless red lotus karmic fire will burn your soul to the ground." Stretching out his hand and pulling towards the void, the immortal red lotus karmic fire in the hell turned the souls of the twelve people into torches.

Originally, with the strength of the Twelve Martial Saints, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire could not be harmed at all, but Zhang Mi's power of death had already imprisoned all their soul divine thoughts and supernatural powers in their souls, making them unable to use any means.

"Kill me! If you have the ability, you will kill me. "The pain is unbearable, unbearable, but it can never be unconscious, unless the soul is burned out, otherwise the pain will only get stronger.

Memory, experience, perception, everything will disappear in the red lotus karmic fire, and in the end, nothing will be remembered except for the most extreme suffering.

What a horror!

"I won't kill you, I will let the red lotus karmic fire slowly burn up your souls, and make you suffer all the torture and pain." Zhang Mi's voice was full of eerie horror, as fierce as a devil who had fallen into the devil's path.

"If you die too quickly, my sister will be dissatisfied, how can I make my sister dissatisfied, she is so stupid, if I still displease her, then she is not worthy of being called a sister." While talking, tears flowed.

"As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt my sister!" This sentence is still ringing in my ears, but the firm shadow that speaks, even the traces of existence cannot be found.

"You crazy woman, you have fallen into the devil, you are not worthy of becoming a Taoist...... one of the twelve martial saints, screaming and scolding at the same time, before the words were finished, they were sent to hell by Zhang Mi and sealed forever, until their souls were completely burned to ashes, Zhang Mi would make a move and wipe out their true spirits.

"Devil? If I am a demon, my sister can come back, and I wish to be a demon forever, and never detached. Zhang Mi muttered to herself.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't let you down, I will use the blood of infinite beings to breed you again, this time, I want you to accompany me for eternity." The red hydrangea appeared out of thin air in Zhang Mi's hand, which was the body of destruction.

It is precisely because the hydrangea is the body of destruction, after recovering her memory, Zhang Mi has never used it, she wants to destroy to become her own sister, if she is destroyed and sees the hydrangea, the destruction will remember her own life, so even if she is fighting against the twelve martial saints, she did not take out the hydrangea.

"From today on, I was born to kill, and there is no one in the world who is in the body." In the cold voice, the hydrangea flew up, absorbing all the flesh and blood of the twelve martial saints.

A faint breath of life appeared in the hydrangea, holding the hydrangea in his arms, and his face showed a gentle smile again, "Sister, it won't take long for you to reappear, this time I will definitely protect you, no one wants to hurt you, God can't do it." ”

But even if the hydrangea gives birth to a machine spirit again, there is no true spirit of destruction, and there is no memory of destruction, is it still destruction?

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