The Battle of the Whispering Forest was prepared for half a year, and before the battle, four major legions were assembled.

I cast a battle spirit, and my cultivation was promoted to the sixth grade of Yuan Qi, and the six yin and yang swords and six swords can kill the seventh-grade master in a row. It is precisely because of this combat power that Liu Laodao asked me to be the leader of the reconnaissance team.

But I never thought that I would fall in my first encounter with the demon clan. If you knew this, why did you still have to reconnoitre, and just follow the army to kill it together.

It's not the fault of the underestimating enemy, but the fate of this life and death catastrophe, if you insist on finding a reason, I'm afraid you can only shirk the curse of Heavenly Dao.

Five hundred hungry ghost ants, as if they had been ambushed in advance, set up a nirvana. And before we got the information, the patrol of the hungry ghost ants did not exceed ten each.

This is definitely a game of death set against me, which determines my character and my decision.

Except for the Heavenly Dao, which represents the will of the gods in the heavenly realm, I can't think of anyone else who can set up this killing game.

The two Buddhists and Taoists couldn't play this hand, because before the official war, the electromagnetic radiation matrix at the edge of the Whispering Forest was in a state of blockade, and outsiders couldn't enter at all.

Could it be that now the gods of the heavenly realm have endured me to the limit and have to take action against me personally?

I never thought that I would experience the malice contained in the curse of Heaven like today.

The more I kill, the more crazy I become, and as my vitality continues to burn, my combat power skyrockets again.

The torrent of sword intent was rushing endlessly, and every time it gushed out from the tip of the sword, it would harvest pieces of hungry ghost ants.

From a few, dozens, to hundreds......

When my six senses are confused and killing is only left in my mind, a torrent of sword intent can kill thousands of hungry ghost ants.

No matter how low their spiritual sense is, fear arises from the bottom of their hearts.

My body began to tremble, my heart beat rapidly, and my eyes were bloody.

The seven orifices bleed, the limit of physical collapse, and the precursor to the burning of vitality.

Thankfully, when I had only the last chance of life, the army of hungry ghost ants retreated.

They are no longer called armies, they come like torrents of steel, and when they retreat, there are less than 2,000 left.

Looking at the retreating army of hungry ghost ants, I didn't even have the strength to take my sword back.

The fighting spirit is stubborn and unyielding, so even though I only have the last ray of life left, I still stand there as tenaciously as a nail.

Yan Qi walked up to me and looked at me with tears streaming down his face.

She touched her cheek with her hand gently, and stroked the hilt of the sword along my arm, trying to help me take the golden snake sword back.

However, she couldn't do it either.

I stood in place, looking at the direction of the retreat of the hungry ghost ants, the golden snake sword was raised flatly, and there was still a sword intent in the sword body that had not yet dissipated, but the sword light had been exhausted.

"Zhiqiu, hold on. For the fox, for the sword, for me. Yan Qi said in a choked voice.

When there is only a glimmer of life left, people will feel the most desperate pain.

It is an attachment to life, and a second is like a year.

The wind of the Whispering Forest also stenched of decay, dim, and under his feet were the black bodily fluids left behind by the hungry ghost ants, the remains of severed limbs.

Such a scene is not half romantic, even if the limit is approaching, there is only the desire to vomit, and there is no liberation until death.

I wanted to say my last words to Yan Qi, but I didn't even have the strength to speak.

I hope that after my death, they will continue to live and not wallow in their pain.

I want to tell them not to cry at my grave, I'm not there, I'm never gone.

I am the clear morning light, shining through the green forests of Guangcai Ridge.

I am the snow, floating in the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains.

I am a page after page of Daozang, sealed in the leisurely and warm view of Guiyun......

Even though I have come to terms with my imminent death, Heavenly Dao has not forgotten to inflict the most vicious curse on me.

A sword stabbed into my body from behind, the tip of the sword peeking through my chest.

Song Yu finally made a move.

I knew she must have stayed for a purpose, but I didn't think she would even give me a peaceful death.

"Ye Zhiqiu, the thousand-year-old grudge between you and Longhu Mountain is over." Song Yu said coldly.

"You...... Why is it so cruel? Yan Qi's face was full of surprise, she couldn't understand why she still wanted to make a move, my vitality was cut off for a moment, why did I have to kill again.

"Am I cruel? Hehe, Ye Zhiqiu's previous life in my Dragon and Tiger Mountain caused 10,000 killings and deaths is difficult to counteract. And the shame he left me on Longhu Mountain will never be forgotten for a thousand years. Are you surprised, why did you fall here? ”

"Why?" I couldn't open my mouth, Yan Qi asked for me.

"For the Whispering Forest is a cursed land of the gods, and you are the one who is cursed by the gods. No matter how strong your combat power is, as long as you enter the whispering forest, every step is a killing machine. ”

Yes, according to legend, there is a powerful demon lord sleeping under the Whispering Forest, who once led 100,000 demon gods to kill the Nine Heavens and fought with the gods for endless years.

Even in the age of the end of the law, the curse of the gods has never been broken in the Whispering Forest. The Heavenly Dao represents the will of the gods, and the curse of the gods is the Heavenly Dao curse.

I can go anywhere in this world, but I shouldn't come to the Whispering Forest.

There are remnants of the gods here, and although they cannot manifest their specific powers, they can construct a killing game for me in the underworld.

This time, I broke away from the alliance of the great armies and went deep into the hinterland with the reconnaissance team, and I went straight into a deadly killing situation without being caught off guard.

Originally, there was only a glimmer of life left, but now with Song Yu's sword, the vitality will be completely cut off.

Blood flowed frantically from my chest, but I didn't care anymore.

"If you do this, it will directly lead to the removal of Longhu Mountain from the world, and you will not be able to escape death." Yan Qi said lightly.

"Hehe, what about the removal of the name, when the era of the end of the law is over, Longhu Mountain will definitely be able to make a comeback. can end Ye Zhiqiu's life with my own hands, what is my death? ”

After Song Yu said this, she pulled out her Zhai Dipping Mage Sword from my body and inserted it into her heart.

This vicious woman is also cruel to herself.

She died by herself, even if Liu Laodao wanted to make a big fuss about my death, there was no way to justify the iron-blooded cleansing of Zhengyi.

At this point, my vitality was completely cut off, and my body slowly collapsed.

The spirit broke out of its shell and slowly floated into the air.

Located in the Whispering Forest, my soul will not last long, and will be consumed and destroyed by the demonic intent here.

The out-of-body spirit can be regarded as liberated, and it is no longer burdened by the skin.

Yan Qi stretched out her hand to me, she wanted to hug me, but she could only watch her arm pass through my soul phantom.

The frost came, and the sadness on his face was unbearable.

And I only had time to look at her for a moment, and my soul was overwhelmed by the monstrous demonic intent.

When the spirits were still in my body, I didn't have a very clear sense of the demonic intent in the Whispering Forest, and now I know how powerful their existence is except for the knack.

The monstrous magic seemed to bury me in the depths of the sea, cold, pitch black, and I couldn't feel anything.

Ignorant and unaware, cold and suffocating. I was like a pebble, slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea.

I thought I would soon lose consciousness, but for some reason, my consciousness remained awake.

Even though I couldn't feel anything, I was quite awake to the fact that I was alive.

"In the vast world, the demon lord rises and falls. Are you willing to be my heir, kill the Nine Heavens, and fight the gods? An ancient and grand voice rang out.

Like a light of dawn in the endless night, it ignited my desire to survive. I know whose voice this is, Song Yu said before that there is a demon lord sleeping in the Whispering Forest, and the monstrous demonic intent in the Whispering Forest is all transformed by his divine thoughts.

"I do. Just, why did you choose me? ”

"For thou hast borne the curse of the gods as well as I do. It's been 10,000 years, I've lost to time, my soul has long been extinguished, my divine thoughts have turned into demonic will, and now I'm talking to you about my last divine thoughts. I don't have much time, so close your eyes and use your weak battle spirit to accept the inheritance of the Demon Lord. ”

A vast flood of memories suddenly flooded into the sea of knowledge, beyond the scope of what I could bear.

Even so, I gritted my teeth and endured it, not letting my consciousness dissipate. The body is gone, the vitality is cut off, what pain is there that can't be endured......