Seeing this, Cang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head gently, "Kun Xiu, this king still says the same thing: you are really strong. If it weren't for the fact that this king had forged the body of ten thousand laws, he would have been in your ninety-nine root array, and this king would have been wiped out. ”

Kun Xiu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the delirious gourd, so he frowned when he heard this, and said coldly: "So what? What do you want to show off to the deity?"

Cang Yu waved his hand, and the purple mangs around him gradually converged, he sighed deeply and tiredly, and said lightly: "Only the final winner is qualified to show off." And this king ...... Not qualified to do that. ”

When he said this, his delirious expression was a little lonely, and he looked a little vulnerable, Rao is Kunxiu was sinister, cunning and vicious enough, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a delirium, and he couldn't figure out which one this man was singing.

"Proud as you are, you will expose your vulnerable side in front of your opponent, is it possible that you want to surrender?" Kun Xiu said with an eyebrow, of course, he didn't believe it himself.

Cang Yu shook his head slightly, raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a calm tone as if he was communicating with an old friend, "Do you know? ”

Hearing this, Kun Xiu suddenly became alert, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this?"

A gentle smile rose at the corner of his delirious mouth, and he raised his hand to point at himself, saying, "This 'ten thousand laws' refers to this king. ”

Then he pointed his finger at Kun Xiu again and said, "And the demon refers to you." ”

As he spoke, his smile became brighter and brighter, and he actually slowly circled around the Heavenly Pestle, and said with a smile: "So this is the Ten Thousand Methods Vajra Demon Suppression Array, and this king will accompany you to appreciate the true power of this formation!"

As soon as the words fell, Kun Xiu found that the ground under his feet began to shake, and the blood color of the Dao Dao appeared on the formation patterns that extended from under Cang Yu's feet and connected to his eight-sided stand-in.

The blood color was filled with a strong bloody aura, domineering and fierce, just a light sniff, Kun Xiu knew that this blood color was the essence of the blood in the delusional body.

After a thousand years, he was trapped in the Vajra Demon Formation under the delirium twice, Kun Xiu didn't expect that this man would choose to use essence blood this time.

The stronger the flesh, the more precious the essence and blood in the body, and at the moment, such a huge formation is filled with such a rich bloody aura, this man seems to have released all the essence and blood in his body without reservation.

Today's delirium is stronger than a thousand years ago, and he has added more essence and blood to the formation than back then, what kind of results will happen if this continues, this is Kun Xiu's imagination.

What made Kun Xiu even more shocked was that he couldn't figure out when this man had started to release his essence blood. Seeing that this formation had been fully formed and began to exert its powerful power, it showed that Cang Yu had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

From this point of view, the peaceful communication he had just communicated with himself and even exposed his fragile side was all just an illusion for him to let his guard down!

Kun Xiu was furious and roared, and more than a dozen shadows and his body pounced on the delirium in the center of the array, at this moment, he really wanted to die with this cunning man.

However, just as he and his shadows were infinitely close to the delirium, the nine-square grid under the man's feet suddenly projected white light towards them, those white lights were like slippery silk, which looked soft and weak, but when they wrapped around Kun Xiu and his shadows, they were extremely tenacious, making them unable to take a single inch.

It was only at this time that Kun Xiu discovered that there was a red blood stain on the palm of the right hand holding the Heavenly Pestle, and after thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered that since the man hit the ground, his right hand held the handle of the Heavenly Pestle.

It turned out that since that time, Cang Yu had been constantly injecting his own essence and blood into this formation, but it was ridiculous that Kun Xiu didn't notice the slightest clue.

"Cangyu, do you really want to come this far? In order to kill the deity, you don't even care about your own life?" Kun Xiu said as he struggled, gritting his teeth, and it was clear that he still didn't give up.

The smile on his face was still the same, but his face had gradually begun to turn pale, and Kun Xiu could even see a faint trace of black qi floating on his face when facing him so closely.

"There's no way, isn't it possible that you are willing to take your demon army back to the Demon Realm honestly, and then obediently let this king set up an enchantment to suppress you again?" Cang Yu said helplessly while laughing.

As a result, when Cang Yu said this, Kun Xiu became even more angry, "Are you going to drain your essence and blood, and your brain is also confused?

Cang Yu shrugged his shoulders, but he was not angry at all, "Since we can't reach a consensus, then this king can only act according to his own wishes." Speaking of which, it's this king who should be angry, if you don't have to be cholera in the Three Realms, why would this king take his own life to accompany you?"

Speaking of this, Cang Yu paused, and the hand holding the Heavenly Pestle twisted slightly, and the white light that entwined the shadows of Kun Xiu turned into countless fragments of light blades, directly twisting Kun Xiu's shadows into pieces one by one.

When only Kun Xiu's body was left in front of him, Cang Yu leaned forward slightly, approached Kun Xiu's location, and said softly: "Seriously, this king really wants to drain your soul and refine your soul to vent the hatred in this king's heart. It's a pity that this king's ability is limited, and in the end he has to end up dying with you. Is...... It makes this king feel so sick!"

When he said this, the peace on his face faded and was replaced by an undisguised look of disgust. Because everything has developed to this last step, he is still powerless to return to heaven after all.

Perhaps for the Three Realms, as long as Kun Xiu can be killed and the demons can be blocked and suppressed by the barrier again, even if this catastrophe is pacified, the final victory of this battle belongs to the side of justice.

But for Cang Yu himself, that result proved that he was still defeated, because he used all the means at his disposal to eliminate Kun Xiu, but he had no way to leave a way for himself to survive.

So when he said Fang Cai's words, his heart was really full of incomparable resentment, he hated the initiator of this catastrophe and made him unable to make the choice he wanted to make, and he hated that his strength was still not strong enough to change his life against the sky. What he hated the most was that even when he was about to fall, all he could see was the face he hated the most.

The demonic nature that had been accumulated in his body for a long time still affected him in the end, and his complex and changeable mood that had been in place since the beginning of the battle was finally fixed on hatred at this last moment.

Cang Yu held the hand of the Heavenly Pestle and began to tremble uncontrollably, and the Heavenly Pestle seemed to feel his strangeness, and let out a piercing buzzing sound with his trembling and uneasy.

The vortex in the sky that was continuously infusing his body with demonic qi seemed to suddenly lose control and began to roll wildly, and countless demonic qi surged in an instant, and then poured in towards the Ten Thousand Laws Vajra Demon Suppression Array.

"What's going on? Could it be...... Kun Xiu even has a back-up move?" Looking at this scene that suddenly went out of control, Kongli was shocked.

"No, it's not Kunxiu's problem, it seems to be him...... It's that he can't control this formation. Feng Yan replied hurriedly, and subconsciously took a step as he spoke, wanting to go and see what was going on.

However, she had barely taken a few steps forward when her wrist was grabbed by the void, and the man asked hesitantly, "Are you sure you can help now?"

Feng Yan was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "I want to ...... I can't control this formation. ”

"In that case, what are you going to do?" asked Sora with a frown.

Feng Yan smiled bitterly and said lightly: "You just like me, just like you, because I can't stand such a desperate torment, so I want to sacrifice my life to accompany him." ”

Hearing this, the hand holding the woman's wrist tightened, but soon let go weakly, and said in a desolate tone: "That's it, what are you still struggling with? ”

However, just as Feng Annihilation was about to move again to approach the formation surrounded by the wall of light on all sides, a loud noise came from the array, and at the same time, a strong mana fluctuation spread outward through the wall of light.

The powerful shock wave brought up the sand and gravel on the ground, and for a while, the sand flew all over the sky, and people couldn't even open their eyes, let alone continue to get close to the center of the extremely volatile mana.

What exactly happened in the formation at this time? Perhaps even Delirium himself would be surprised.

He only knew that the hatred in his heart was monstrous, as if he vaguely had a feeling of wanting to kill wildly, and this emotion was even stronger than the time when he led his troops to attack the Heavenly Realm just to force out the wind and annihilation.

But that time he had a purpose, and he knew in his heart what he was killing for. This time, however, he didn't have any purpose when that mood was rising, or rather, killing was an end in itself.

It was crazy, a sense of arbitrariness, as if when he did, his heart was completely free, and there was nothing in this world that could restrain him and force him to do what he didn't want to do.

But at the moment when he wanted to indulge himself and sink, a small crystal clear red droplet came out of nowhere, seemingly fluttering and aimless, but it happened to fall between his eyebrows impartially.