The stinging pain in his neck made the sigh of the wind stunned for a moment.

Before she had time to think about what was going on, the blue sky in front of her sighed was gradually blurring, and something called power was gradually being withdrawn from her body, but at this moment, she had no strength to resist the person who pressed on her.

At this point, the sigh of the wind could probably guess that Song Chengjie had been eroded by the rich blood qi from the dark red arm stab, simply put, at this moment, he was changing towards a human with the same habits as the blood clan, that is, ......

"Blood Slave...... Why is this happening? Isn't the blood qi accumulated in that arm thorn even Black Yao, who is a machine spirit, able to control it?"

A few drops fell warmly and silently, and the wind sighed and gritted his teeth, and suddenly hugged Song Chengjie tightly. Now is not the time to cry, the erosion of blood is just beginning, and there is still hope to regain his sanity.

"Wake up...... Cheng Jie, you can't get lost in the ** of blood, otherwise you really won't wake up. Attached to the other person's ear, the sigh of the wind called his name softly with all his might, as if he had been in the holy pool day and night, "Don't just make me a human again." ”

The spiritual power was extracted by Song Chengjie along with the body fluids, and the sigh of the wind simply gave up all protection, and instead instilled the spiritual power into Song Chengjie's body to the maximum extent to resist the speed of blood and qi erosion for him. This is a race, and which of Song Chengjie's rationality and thirst for blood will have the upper hand first will bring about a completely different ending.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly came to his mind, and the sigh of the wind, which was wrapped in blood, snorted softly and almost fainted. Under the encroachment of blood and qi, her fair skin began to redden, swell, and tear continuously, and the gradually expanding scars of the Dao revealed a bright red color, making her look even more terrifying than Song Chengjie at this time.

However, as if ignoring these, Fengzhi sighed and still hugged Song Chengjie tightly with his thin arms, constantly calling his name: "I believe you Chengjie, I believe you ......"

The breeze caressed, and no one noticed a great change unfolding in the middle of the jungle......

Far away on the other side of the earth, night has gradually replaced the last rays of the sunset. The wind howls on the endless sea, but the sky without the slightest dark cloud flashes with endless arcs of electricity, and the sound of thunder comes and goes.

"It's not good to go on like this. Solomon, is there anything you can do?" Lucifer frowned slightly, the surrounding area had been completely closed by the Soul Sorrow Enchantment, no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing he could do, "The space within the enchantment is gradually being controlled by that guy, even if I am under this strange power, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape." ”

"Then you can die. The man who claimed to be Solomon shook his hand at Lucifer as if he was joking, but when he saw the other party's eyes full of murderous intent, he hurriedly stopped and no longer angered this guy, "If you guessed correctly, you just broke the seal, right?

"Thirty percent. ”

"The strongest angel in the heavenly realm, even if it is thirty percent of the strength, it is almost the same. Solomon breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to the endless chains below, "I'll be in charge of pinning him down for a while, and you'll attack those chains with all your might, even if there is only a slight gap for you and me to escape." ”

"Escape, then my dignity as the First Demon Lord of Hell ......"

"Don't be stupid anymore. Solomon looked at the sorrow of the soul standing in the chains from afar, and his hands couldn't help but clench, after all, he had just broken the seal, and he couldn't exert his own strength, "Presumably the other six monarchs have also woken up, if you die here, they will really be leaderless." ”

Speaking of Lucifer's strength, Solomon has great trust. Perhaps Lucifer himself didn't think he was very important, but as a former Solomon in another time and space in the form of history, he understood the importance of Lucifer, and without his existence, the seven monarchs who were originally holding each other back could no longer maintain their original relationship.

Soul Grief erupted with a roar.

He doesn't really want to look at everything coldly, he doesn't care about other people's lives, as for why he gradually became what he is now, he has his own difficulties. Over the years, he had witnessed the birth and death of countless souls, and life and death became more and more bland in his eyes

He began to look for things that would interest him, and he began to wonder how he was born and whether he would die like any other living being. However, in the sedimentation of the years, he gradually liked to listen to the wail of the torn soul, and the justice and cruelty in his heart gradually separated, and finally produced his current form.

What did he come to be, who did he protect, and who gave him such a meaning? The roar of soul sorrow resounded through the sky and the sea, and even Hayato, who was his contract master, couldn't help but chill all over, but more importantly, what he felt from this voice was the helplessness and sorrow of soul sorrow.

"Light, take back the broken army, the current soul sorrow is completely out of my control!"

As soon as Hayato's words sounded, Hikaru suddenly fell to the surface of the sea with a shock, and the runes scattered and fell into the water with their masters......

At the same time, the body of the broken army on the chain was pierced by thousands of chains, and the lifeless eye sockets looked directly at the sorrow of the soul, and after struggling for a few moments, it suddenly turned into a ball of purple qi and dissipated, leaving only a tattered rune paper slowly falling.

Although there was a reason for the suddenness of the incident, Lucifer did not believe that such a powerful Shikigami was killed in an instant just because of such a reason, and his eyes were no longer as easy as Fang Cai's eyes when he looked at the soul grief.

The chains in the sky burst out, and Solomon hurriedly pushed Lucifer when he saw that the situation was not good, and his fingers blew a hurricane in front of him, which could be regarded as deviating from the chains that shot at him for the time being: "He is controlled by me, you, do what you have to do!"

Lucifer, who was a little retreating, was awakened by Solomon's words, smiled slightly and gathered the black feather longbow in his hand, and the six pairs of black wings behind him faintly emitted a pitch-black light, and the power of his whole body gradually gathered in his hand and condensed the long arrow little by little: "I lost my temper just now." I'm the king of hell, how can I be shaken!"

Solomon laughed noncommittally and ignored him, and a brilliant seven-pointed star suddenly unfolded in his depths, no less powerful aura than the sorrow of the soul erupted in this small star array, and the two forces collided between the sky and the sea, and the air seemed to be even more viscous than before.

Soul Grief had lost his mind at this time, and after getting rid of the broken army in an instant, his eyes were attracted by the two people in the sky without any surprise, and thousands of chains were thrown between his waves, and at the same time, his body suddenly turned into a golden light, like a sharp sword rising into the sky.

"Hey, I didn't expect that guy to attack so directly!" A bright light suddenly shot out from the star array in front of Solomon, and this light was distorted and disintegrated the moment it touched the soul sorrow.

He concentrated on the arrow in his hand and did not make any response.

Soul Grief's body was surrounded by swirling chains, and in just a few breaths his body was like a giant golden drill, whistling towards Solomon.

Beads of sweat also oozed from Solomon's head, although there was a reason for his incomplete strength, but in the face of such an offensive, I am afraid that even in full strength, he may not be able to take advantage of anything.

"Really, this guy really wasn't going to make it easy for me. Solomon sighed softly, and a more dazzling light suddenly burst out from his hand and poured into the seven-pointed star in front of him, "Now my magic power is only enough to summon the lower demon god?" tsk, it's too late to think about it, do you want to deal with this guy? I summon it in Solomon's name, the seventy-first demon god, but Tarin!"

In the dazzling light, a figure seemed to be somewhat illusory, and a person with a heavy book in his hand slowly leaned out of the star array. This man can't tell whether he is male or female, but his form is somewhat illusory, or more precisely, he has almost no body, and almost all other parts except his upper body are hidden in a cloud, which is very much like a so-called ghost.

The moment he was summoned, Tarin seemed to be about to salute the long-lost Solomon, but soon he noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and the book in his hand opened and closed in his hand, and then the book rose as if it had caught fire.

The Soul Grief did not stop because the other party suddenly had more people, and it shot straight into the sky like a golden light.

In the chains in the sky, he stopped to look at Solomon, who had been cut in two by himself effortlessly, but the eternal combat experience did not make him feel the slightest ease, on the contrary, the simplicity in front of him made him more cautious.

The chains swirled like a blooming stamen hovering around the Soul Sorrow, and the intricate chains were like a huge net that seemed to be impermeable but hollowed out everywhere, swelling and squirming with a rhythm as slow as breathing, and the flowing golden rays seemed to probe something.

"It's really worthy of such a powerful artifact, and I thought I could take advantage of the illusion to sneak up on you, but it seems that you really saw through it. There was a hint of regret in Solomon's voice, but he was not surprised, and it would be strange if such a trick could be fooled.

Turning to look at Solomon, who had moved to another direction, Soul Grief was shocked to find that the summoned person was half-wrapped around Solomon's body like a possessed ghost: "Can that guy cast illusions? It's just that I don't know what illusions do for me. ”

With that, Soul Sorrow raised his hand without warning and turned around and threw a chain behind him, and at the same time as the roaring wind broke melodiously, the sound of his robe being torn suddenly came out, and the originally empty air suddenly twisted, revealing the figures of Solomon and Tarin.

"Didn't you hit the point?"

Solomon frowned and flew backwards for some distance, looking at his clothes torn by chains, only to realize that even his hands were covered with fine beads of sweat. What does it mean to miss the key point? Even if your ability is only scratched through the skin, or even just rubbed, I'm afraid I'll be sleeping forever by now, right?

"In the space I control, there is no point in any illusion. Soul Sorrow turned around and looked at Solomon, who was already obviously a little nervous, and couldn't help but be a little excited, "Then, let me listen to the wail before your soul is torn apart!"