Before dawn, it is the darkest hour.

Seeing that the sun was about to jump out of the darkness, suddenly with a chaotic fluctuation, the sun went out, and the darkness fell again.

Silent destruction takes place in the midst of darkness.

All kinds of chaotic sounds, sound waves, energy, void, matter void, vortex, and black holes silently converge in the arena, creating a post-apocalyptic scene.

The darkness that the divine mind cannot penetrate, and the line of sight cannot see clearly.

After a long time, the darkness finally faded, and the concubine and the soldier demon still stood in the center of the arena and shook each other.

The bodies of the two were equally majestic, and neither seemed to be harmed.

However, a crack appeared in the spear in the demon's hand, extending from the tip to the tail. A gap appeared in the girl's knife, and the mist of death kept emanating.

The battle was still not over, and the concubine began to wield the Styx Knife, this time focusing on her.

As she moved, the chaotic energy around her began to condense towards the blade, and it kept collapsing, shattering the space, and the light distorted and changing, so that I couldn't even see her face clearly.

The space debris was mixed with chaotic energy, condensing towards the blade, the gap in the Styx knife began to repair, and the light on the blade became brighter and brighter, stinging people's eyes.

The Styx knife is getting brighter and brighter, but the sister-in-law's movements are getting slower and harder.

It wasn't long before I heard her wheezing.

It's exhaustion, exhaustion of energy that I've never heard of.

In the past, I have experienced life and death side by side with her, I have seen her concubine who is covered in blood, and I have also seen her when her mind is exhausted, but only today I heard her breathing and saw her extremely embarrassed side.

The soldier master had been quietly observing the movements of his sister-in-law, and he was not surprised that the Styx knife had returned to its original state, and he was not surprised that the blade had gradually lit up.

However, when he heard the embarrassed gasp of death, his face changed dramatically, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Along with his grief, the souls of the dead around the Colosseum let out angry sighs.

The soul of the immortal warrior turned into a thick gray mist and converged towards the body of the soldier demon, instantly enveloping him in the gray mist, never to dissipate again.

At this time, the sword intent of the concubine had been completed, and the wheezing sound had stopped.

Looking at the soldier demon who was surrounded by a thick gray mist, this knife could not be attacked, because she had lost the target of the soldier demon.

She knew what the gray fog represented, the fate that had been ended, the shadow of death. At the same time, it also represents the heartfelt heart of the warriors.

They are willing to dissipate their souls and their wills, just to leave a glimmer of life for the demons.

At this time, if the soldier demon escaped, the concubine could not track it, and even I, who was outside the killing game, could detect the qi of the soldier demon in the gray mist.

As the supreme under the laws of heaven and earth, the soldiers and demons must be more than the coordinates of the Great Arena in the Void of the Universe. He has now bought time, as long as he is willing to escape, he can cut through time and space at any time and escape to other dimensional worlds.

We don't have much time, and if the demon escapes, we won't continue to track him down.

However, to my surprise, the demon did not flee, but walked out of the fog step by step. Faced with the supreme killing power of the Styx Knife, the soldier demon rushed out of the mist with a spear in hand and stabbed at the concubine.

The concubine hesitated for a moment, and finally cut it out.

The blade slashed through the crack from the tip of the spear, splitting the spear in two, and then slashed at the Divine Court on the forehead of the Soldier Demon.

There was no fear on the face of the soldier demon, and he stared at the concubine angrily.

"What's your last word?" Sister-in-law asked.

"I should have died on the battlefield with them a long time ago, and I should have lived for hundreds of millions of years, and the only thing that can comfort my heart is this life-and-death battle with Your Excellency."

"Why don't you follow me to fight the Heavenly Dao?"

"What if you defeat the Heavenly Dao? All living beings are no longer in my eyes, so what does it matter to me to destroy or not? ”

The concubine was about to say something more, when she suddenly heard the sound of the entrance breaking.

Looking at the soldier demon again, his eyes have been closed, and the whole person has changed into the same as when we first came to see him, a statue standing in the middle of the arena.

It's just that the statue became a real statue.

Waving lingers around the statue, refusing to disperse, sad and inexplicable.

For this ending, I feel infinitely sad.

"Let's go, these souls belong to him." I walked over to my sister-in-law and said.

"No, these belong to me, I am the Lord of the Dead."

As she spoke, she opened the Divine Court Acupoint and wiped out all the spiritual consciousness of the warrior's soul into the entrance.

Such a cold demeanor silenced me.

However, her ruthlessness doesn't stop there. Pulled out the Styx knife and slashed the idol of the soldier demon, and grabbed the broken godhead of the soldier demon with the residual warmth of life.

Leaving the arena, I and my concubine continued to explore the void.

It's just because of the matter of the soldier demon that I have a rift with her. I don't understand why she wants to absorb the souls of warriors and wear out their spiritual senses, let alone why she wants to grab the godhead of the soldier demon, and even destroy the law body of the soldier demon.

Such a concubine is too ruthless. It's not that I have the kindness of a woman, but that I cherish the hero.

If there is a demon path in the ancient world, with the temperament of a soldier and a demon, he will inevitably become a general of the demon path to conquer and kill, just like the Heavenly Venerable who destroys the army and protects the law.

Along the way, I never took the initiative to say a word to her.

Finally, it was the sister-in-law who spoke first: "Do you think I'm ruthless?" ”

"You are the god of death, what is the use of the godhead of the demon soldiers?" I couldn't help but say coldly.

"It's useless to ask for it, but someone needs this godhead."

"Who?" I asked.

"You'll see you in the future."