(a)

The realm of the primordial gods

The two spiritual forces were constantly colliding in the void, and the explosions were deafening one after another.

The aftermath of the energy set off waves of qi that spread in all directions. In the pouring of spiritual power, the entire space began to become distorted.

Jumping up, the soul destroying in Chihua's hand burst out with a dazzling red light. The sword light flowed, roaring down, and the sword qi was amazingly powerful, as fast as lightning.

The ghostly figure flashed, and the whole person stepped back. The soul slashing hand shook suddenly, and the hundred Ling Ran sword qi was instantly released.

The sword qi clashes against each other, eliminating each other.

In an instant, the dark suddenly turned his wrist and withdrew his long sword, poured the condensation into his left palm, and flew straight towards Chihua.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Chihua immediately freed his right hand and turned around to meet it with a heavy punch.

The fists collided, and the aura was monstrous. The powerful qi wave that erupted in an instant made the two of them take more than ten steps back.

Standing firm, Chihua twisted his neck, hooked his lips and sneered: "I can actually hold on until now, it seems that I am at a low point in your ability." ”

The hand that did not move was hidden behind him, slowly tightened and opened, back and forth a few times until his fingers regained flexibility, and then said lightly: "You overestimated yourself." ”

The smile faded, and the red pupils suddenly appeared. Chihua pointed at the Netherworld and said, "Okay, I want to see how long your strong crossbow can last!"

Chihua's words are indeed true, it is not easy for the Netherworld to survive until this time. In fact, the golden bead did not repair his primordial spirit. And under the continuous and rapid attacks, most of the spiritual power was also consumed.

I had imagined that maybe Chihua's spiritual power consumption would be the same as my own. But apparently, Nether underestimated the strength of his opponent this time. Even if he is only for a wisp of remnant soul, there is always the power given by gods and demons in his body. And the remnants of this terrifying force are enough to subvert the gods.

At this moment, Chihua's spiritual power did not decrease but soared, and the majestic spiritual power poured out from his body like a storm. The Soul Exterminating Sword swung into a shadow in his hand, and one after another fierce sword qi raged around the Netherworld.

The figures of the two crossed in the air again and again, and collided in an instant. Chihua's movements are getting faster and faster, and the offensive is becoming more and more fierce. The overwhelming momentum swept in, almost completely without giving the Netherworld any respite.

Finally, under a roar, Chihua gathered all his strength and raised his sword to slash. The red sword surged several times, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a flaming giant sword and slashed straight towards the Netherworld.

The breath in his body was disordered, and the blood in his chest was surging violently. The continuous resistance has made it a little difficult for the Nether. At the moment, he can't think much, and the only thing he can do is to inject more spiritual power into the soul slash and compete with it.

After a loud bang, the Netherworld shook back dozens of feet in a row, and with a crisp sound, the slashing soul in front of him was actually split into two.

'Poof~' A mouthful of fresh squirted out wildly, the ghostly figure shook, staggered a few steps, and half-knelt on the void with the broken sword.

Chihua held the soul destroyer in his hand, standing proudly above the void like a king. A blood-like robe is windless and automatic, and the hunt sounds. Three thousand silver threads flew wildly behind him, and the demon mark on his eyebrows was even more offended.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the Netherworld, and said coldly, "Nether, you lost!"

Holding back the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Netherworld stood up again with the half-truncated sword in his hand. At this moment, he had no distractions, and seemed to be ready to die together.

Immediately after, he condensed all his spiritual power on the broken sword. With a quick movement under his feet, he rushed towards Chihua like a lightning bolt.

(b)

The Nether vows to seize the last chance and use what little spiritual power is left to fight back. But helplessly, the movement was a little slow, which made Chihua see the flaw at once.

He nimbly turned sideways and dodged in time. Although the broken sword pierced the chest, it did not hurt the vital point. As the two of them brushed each other, he turned around and slapped his palm violently, and the palm wind was fierce and vicious, hitting the Nether's shoulder hard.

I only heard a muffled snort, and blood splattered in the sky. At the same time as the shock flew into the Netherworld, Chihua quickly freed his hands, gathered his palm power again, and hit him.

When he was dying, two spiritual powers that broke through the air blocked Chihua's attack. Immediately, I saw two figures, one green and one scarlet, flashing behind the Netherworld and catching him steadily.

Seeing that his face was pale and the corners of his lips were overflowing with blood, Chi Yan looked anxious and said, "Nether, hold on!"

One was exhausted of his spiritual power and suffered extremely serious internal injuries. The other was ragged, and his chest was a blur of flesh and blood. Obviously, the two have already experienced a fierce fight.

Retracting his gaze, Ze Huang stood in front of the two, stretched out his hand to conjure up the ink flute, and said, "Chiyan, you quickly help the Netherworld breathe." ”

"Okay!" Chi Yan responded neatly.

Seeing that he was about to step forward to fight, Netherworld hurriedly pressed his shoulder and said, "Ze Huang, his spiritual power at this time is extraordinary, I'm afraid they are both above you and me." ”

To be able to hurt the Netherworld like this, I think the strength of this demon cannot be underestimated. Even if there is a huge difference in strength, he has to try his best to delay the time and let Chi Yan help him recover his spiritual power, so that the three of them can work together to get rid of him.

Ze Huang looked resolute and decisive, "I should be careful to deal with it, and you can take care of it here." ”

After turning around, he paused slightly at his feet and said, "Xiaobai is waiting outside at this time, so we must win this battle." ”

Netherworld's expression froze for a moment, and then whispered, "Be careful!"

"Got it. ”

After speaking, Zehuang no longer stayed, and hurried towards Chihua.

Chi Yan immediately turned into an enchantment and enclosed the two of them inside. Then he put his hands on Nether's back, and injected spiritual power to calm the chaotic aura in his body.

While sitting cross-legged for pranayama, Netherworld asked, "Chi Yan, where is the trapped demon rope?"

"With me. Chi Yan glanced at the two people fighting in the distance, and said with some worry: "However, with Chihua's current strength, I really don't know whether this trapped magic rope can trap him." ”

"No matter how powerful a person is, there are always flaws to be found. Netherworld slowly closed his eyes.

"What you say makes sense!" Chi Yan nodded in agreement and continued: "Don't talk anymore, first condense your breath well, and after you recover, we will go to help Ze Huang." ”

(c)

Not long after Ze Huang and Chi Yan entered the realm of the original gods, Youruo also rushed to Wuyan Canglan.

"Bai Hua, you are really here. Youruo's face was full of anger, and he shouted: "If you don't want to die, just get out of the way for me!"

"Even if I die, I won't get out of the way. Bai Hua crossed his arms and blocked the three people who had entered the meditation.

His eyes flashed coldly, as if he was murderous, "I should have taken your life in the deep valley!"

Since she has murderous intentions, she has no chance of winning. But in any case, at this critical juncture, even if they fight hard, they must buy more time for Zehuang and them to rescue the Netherworld.

Thinking about this, she immediately spread out her right hand, conjured up the sword of innocence, and choked back: "The life is in my hands, if you have the ability, you can come and take it." ”

Youruo sneered coldly and sneered: "If you want to die so much, then I will be kind enough to fulfill you!"

With that, she turned her hands into claws and grabbed Bai Hua out of the air.

The neck suddenly tightened, and Bai Hua instantly felt a strong suction, pulling himself forward. Her face changed slightly, she stomped hard under her feet, and then took out the innocent sword in her hand and shot straight at Youruo.

It's just that before the Wufu Sword got close, it was blocked by Youruo with his bare hands. With a wave of her hand, she threw it into the lotus pond again.

At the same time, the force that restrained his neck disappeared, and Bai Hua lost the root of his feet, staggered a few steps, and was able to stabilize his body by relying on the stone table.

Seeing her look so embarrassed, Youruo suddenly burst out laughing, the laughter was arrogant and evil, "Look at yourself, you are so weak that you have even lost your weapon, what qualifications do you have to fight me?!"

Hearing this, Bai Hua's right hand hanging by his side secretly clenched into a fist. However, when the palm of the hand was spread out, there was an extra yellowish pill in the palm of the palm.

'Xiaobai, for the sake of safety, you put away this Qi Gathering Pill. Although this pill can increase the spiritual power in the body extremely quickly, its medicinal properties are too strong and it does not last long. Therefore, it is best not to use it unless absolutely necessary. ’

Zehuang, thanks to your foresight. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will lose before the fight starts.

Without too much hesitation, Bai Hua raised his head and swallowed the Qi Gathering Pill. Suddenly, a stream of heat spread out from the abdomen and spread to the limbs. As soon as his mind moved, the endless spiritual power flowed into the dantian like a stream.

What the hell did she swallow, and why did she suddenly gush out of her spiritual power?!

While confused, there was also a hint of surprise on Youruo's face. After a moment of coming back to her senses, she hurriedly restrained her expression. Suddenly the body jumped, and the momentum of the palms was fully pushed out.

A strong palm wind struck, Bai Hua's eyes sank, and he immediately rose up, suspended in mid-air. With his right hand, he saw that the innocent sword that had just fallen into the lotus pond broke through the water, and with a wave of pinching, the sword body suddenly exuded a fierce sword aura, stabbing towards Youruo.

Although Bai Hua's actions were completed in one go, Youruo was also aware of the crisis behind him at the same time. A phantom dodged, quickly dodging the Innocence Sword, and in the blink of an eye, she reappeared on the crossbar.

Standing in the air, his clothes fluttering. The sword was held in his hand, and his spirit was fierce.

Bai Hua's eyes closed slightly, and he asked rhetorically word by word: "Now I'm qualified, right?"

His eyes were full of anger, and his face was gloomy, and he said sharply: "So what, in the end, you can't escape the word 'death'. ”