In fact, as soon as the blood rain appeared, the name of Wentian came to my mind.

Ou Yezi made a dagger to ask the sky, and when it was baked, red rain fell from the sky, and all beasts wailed.

The seven famous swords of the world were born by inheriting the luck of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but this question of heaven was born by condensing the grievances of heaven and earth.

The so-called asking the heavens is born, and there must be injustices for the country, which is exactly the case!

If it weren't for his unique talent, who would be able to cut Han Xin and Yuan Chonghuan with a thousand knives without any cause and effect?

Wentian is like this, he died at the hands of Wentian, there is no injustice to sue, and there is no causal implication.

To put it bluntly, whoever is killed by God is killed in vain.

It's just that I don't understand why the red rain of Wentian was able to ban the power of the immortal king. When I was in the Sword Dynasty, it was not that I had not fought him, but at that time, he was beaten by me and Xie Ling and fled.

"Your Excellency, why can Heaven ban the power of the Immortal King?" I asked.

"Because of the existence of the realm of resentment."

Xie Ling said that the Wentian dagger was originally born by condensing the grievances of heaven and earth, and after manifesting the red rain, this space became the realm of grievances controlled by Wentian.

The exertion of any divine art is inseparable from the manipulation of the laws of heaven and earth. However, in the realm of Wentian's resentment, there is no law of heaven and earth that can be controlled, and resentment forbids everything.

The Immortal King could only rely on the combat power of his body, and even the divine coercion he exerted was dispelled by Wentian.

However, the Question Heaven Resentment Realm does not have much impact on me, Rushuang and Xie Ling, because our combat power comes from the ontology and has nothing to do with the laws of heaven and earth.

Martial arts only cultivate their own battle spirit, not the laws of heaven and earth. The sword spirit pursues its own way, and its body has sword intent. Rushuang is a big demon, and the demon clan's cultivation is all about Neidan.

"This resentful realm of Wentian can even be banned by the Immortal King, isn't it too perverted?" I said.

"The Immortal King himself was seriously injured, and his qi was restrained by us, so he was asked to take advantage of it. Otherwise, with his current cultivation, the resentment realm would not have time to form at all, and it would be dispelled by the Immortal King. ”

Listening to Xie Ling's explanation, I realized how difficult it was for us to win this battle.

First of all, Rushuang used the charm technique to confuse the fairy king's mind and lure him to come here. After that, the three of us took advantage of his unpreparedness to suddenly attack, like frost in front of the chest, and Xie Ling and I teamed up to stab the sword in the back.

There's also my battle spirit on it, and I've played all the cards in one fell swoop.

And this is just to make him seriously injured, if it were not for the help of the Heaven Grievance Realm, we would still be killed by him.

If you are not careful, you will lose all the games.

The most important thing is that if there is no human race luck to wipe out the Gate of Heaven, the four of us will still not be able to keep the Immortal King together......

Before the war, Xie Ling said that if you have a bet, you may not lose, but now although I won the bet, I still broke out in a cold sweat.

In fact, Mo said that it was an immortal king, even if it was just a weak Xuan Immortal, it was not something we could easily shake.

In addition to the defeat of the Immortal King because of his carelessness, another point is that now that the end of the law era has just ended, there is still a residual restraining force in the end of the law era, and he has no way to accurately control the laws of heaven and earth, which greatly limits the play of his combat power.

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"Your Excellency, why is Heaven willing to help us?" I asked again.

"Well, he doesn't have a choice. Wen Tian himself was a fierce soldier cursed by the Three Realms, and now that the era of the end of the law is gone, he can only join forces with us if he wants to survive this cataclysm. If it hadn't been for the Sword Dynasty to give him shelter before, he would have been overtaken by the two masters of Buddhism and Taoism. Xie Ling said.

Wentian's own combat power is not strong, and the perverted place lies in the realm of resentment. Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, there are ways to resolve grievances, and any few gods and masters can join forces to lay down a death-defying killing situation for him.

The red rain stopped, and the realm of resentment disappeared at the same time.

Directly above the head of the fairy king, a dagger with a unique shape slowly appeared, which was Wentian.

When Xie Ling began to mention Wentian, the Immortal King's face had already changed, of course he knew about Wentian's existence, and he also knew that Wentian didn't touch cause and effect when he killed people.

In history, both Han Xin and Yuan Chonghuan died by Ling Chi, and the signature action of asking the sky to kill people is Ling Chi.

Now that the Wentian dagger was trembling in the air, it was clear that Ling Chi was an immortal king who had put him in a state of extreme excitement.

The Immortal King instinctively wanted to escape, but I, Rushuang, and Xie Ling blocked his escape route. Let him have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

After being seriously injured, he lost a wisp of immortal soul, and now the immortal king has become a lamb to be slaughtered, fish and meat on the chopping board.

"If you dare to kill the Immortal King, you will be cursed by the gods!" The Immortal King said with great resentment.

I laughed when he said that.

I have been burdened with this curse of the gods for 3,000 years, am I still afraid?

Xie Ling had experienced the battlefield of gods and demons, and was used to seeing the fall of countless gods, and the death of the immortal king was also a very common thing in her eyes.

Rushuang awakened the bloodline of the nine-tailed heavenly fox and awakened the memory of Su Daji's life, and I don't know how many immortal king levels fell in the battle of the god list.

As for Wentian, anyone dares to kill this thing, and he has no scruples.

Ling Chi is also known as Ling Chi, that is, the folk say "a thousand knives". Ling Chi is the most brutal type of death penalty, requiring a total of 3,357 knives, and the last knife must stab the criminal to death in order for Ling Chi to succeed.

Wen Tian's technique is very skillful, under his precise control, the immortal king's flesh and blood fly, and his death is extremely miserable. During this period, all kinds of curses, all kinds of crying and begging for mercy.

What about the Immortal King?

Since you dare to come to the world to be presumptuous, you must be ready to sacrifice.

Humans are indeed weak compared to the gods.

If it weren't for the hard work of the human race's luck suppression, a random Xuan Immortal Nether would be able to shake the mountains and rivers and cause great changes in heaven and earth.

Immortals cannot be humiliated, and immortals are angry and ambushed for thousands of miles.

However, the lamb also roars, and the ants have their own powers.

I have a vague premonition that in this cataclysm, as long as the luck of the human race can still be maintained, there will be many gods and immortals who will fall in the human world in the future.

Unless the luck of the human race is gone, just like the luck of the ancient desolation, it was deprived and destroyed by the gods of the heavenly realm from the depths of the origin of the universe.

In that way, the human world will completely become a colony of the heavenly realm, and human beings will be reduced to ants at the feet of the gods......

After dealing with the Immortal King, Wentian manifested his human body and knelt on the ground to greet Xie Ling.

"Got it thought through?" Xie Ling asked coldly.

"Wentian is willing to swear to follow Her Majesty to the death." Wen Tian said with a sincere face.

"Let go of your soul and let me leave a mark in your soul."

"Your Majesty, isn't it a bit too much to do this?" Hearing Xie Ling say this, Wentian's face became embarrassed.

"People like you can't be trusted, and besides, do you think you have any other choice?" Xie Ling's tone contained murderous intent.

Wentian was silent and looked up at me and Rushuang.

Now he really has no other choice, and if he doesn't obey, he doesn't have to think about escaping from the three of us. The realm of resentment is strong, but it is useless to us.

Xie Ling has never been a benevolent lord, and the price of disobedience is only a dead end.

After thinking clearly, Wen Tian closed his eyes and opened his sword spirit knowledge sea to Xie Ling.

Xie Ling's face was solemn, and his right hand gestured out of the sword finger, and a small transparent sword flew out from her fingertip and disappeared into Wentian's forehead.

From then on, Wen Tian's life and death were controlled by Xie Ling's thoughts.

"I will not imprison your freedom forever, and when the cataclysm is over, I will return your freedom." Xie Ling said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Now you return to the Sword Dynasty first and command the Sword Spirit Army for me. Once you feel my calling, feel free to help. ”

"Yes!"

After speaking, Qin Wentian turned into a blood-colored streamer and flew towards Chijin Mountain.

At this point, the rescue of Rufrost from the Leifeng Pagoda has come to a successful end.

The battle of the fairy kings caused very little movement, because none of us wanted to expand the battle.

I am afraid of alarming the monks of Lingyin Temple, and the Immortal King is afraid of affecting the innocent creatures in the world and causing the suppression of the luck of the human race.

It was a silent battle, and although the ground was withered, like a typhoon and earthquake, it did not make a sound.

The bright moon is still hanging high in the sky, and tonight is supposed to be a night of reunion.

Like frost turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, Xie Ling manifested and broke the army.

In the gentle moonlight, the Taoist priest held a snow-white fox in his arms, and Edgeworth flew in the air.

Goal, Twin Cities.

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