"Take the heart as the spirit, release the soul with the body, come to nothingness, return to nothingness, and solve -"

A low soul curse sounded, and the mad mad bull let out a heart-rending cry in despair, and the red crystal, guided by the spell, burst from it, turning into pieces of shards suspended in the air, enveloping the whole body of the mad bull.

The mad bull shook violently, struggled, and scared, but it was too late.

The red crystal fragment is like a magnet absorbing the body of the mad bull, strong soul pressure, the pressure of the mad bull keeps shaking, keeps sinking, and the black mist involuntarily leaks wildly.

Driven by the air current, it continued to evaporate, and gradually the black mist turned red, and a painful human face was like a ghost from hell, rushing out of the body of the mad bull, and was instantly squeezed by the red soul and turned into nothingness.

The dark face of the mad bull gradually rose red, and the body of the cow continued to shake as strange human faces were withdrawn from the body.

It jumped wildly, struggled fiercely, tried its best to break free from the crystal's control, its desperate eyes gradually contracted, and strong unwillingness and humiliation erupted at this moment.

The power of the whole body detonated at this moment.

"-Moo-moo-" His eyes lit up violently, and a loud roar came out of despair,

"Boom" There was a loud bang, a black air flow shocked, and the wind swept around the area with a diameter of eight meters.

The battlefield was in chaos.

"Not good" shouted loudly, and Haoyang, who kept reciting the soul spell, was interrupted by this sudden blow.

"Poof" The violent impact hit the door directly, and the whole person was blown open by the strength of the body if it was hit hard, and fell out from afar.

The main general was killed, and the soldiers under his command ran over to guard, and the scene fell into unprecedented chaos.

Haoyang's chest was bored for a while, his throat was sweet, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, he opened his mouth to explain to the surrounding generals, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a lion-headed giant axe slashing straight down.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

A figure blocked in front of him, resisting the impact of the giant axe with his body, and the attacker missed the blow, and the giant axe dragged and dragged, quickly throwing away the corpse and attacking again, without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing that Haoyang could not escape again, a general suddenly rushed out beside him, "stop" and shouted, the shield in his hand resisted the giant axe, and the giant axe of the black lion head slashed straight down, and the huge strength coupled with the sharp axe blade broke through the shield surface brutally, and the hand holding the shield spilled blood and fell to the ground.

This brief flaw, the general did not glance at the severed hand out of the corner of his eye, as if it was not his own hand at all, and his head slammed into the attacker's head.

The sound of "click" bones colliding came out, a blood flower bloomed, the general took a step back, his hand hung weakly, and the attacker also stopped, attacking one after another, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his eye on the dark head.

Many generals reacted, passed by the general's side, and frantically pounced on the attacker, but the general fell straight back at the moment when many generals pounced...

Haoyang was awake, he saw the attacker clearly, the attacker in the beast robe, lowered his head, and glanced at the two corpses lying in a pool of blood, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with crystal.

He didn't say anything, didn't shed a single tear, put away the crystal, let go of his anger, stepped over the corpses of his companions, rushed to the enemy, and comforted the dead with the blood of the enemy.

Raising his head, his eyes burning with rage, he rushed towards the enemy with a giant sword in his hand......

The chaos is continuing, spreading, fierce offense and defense, more intense in this group battle circle, there is no mercy, only killing, only killing and killing.

There was death and chaos in the field......

In the chaotic crowd, the bison could no longer maintain the state of soul union, and quickly disintegrated with the soul, and crawled out of the pit with a pale face.

Crawling slowly, he did not crawl to the center of the chaos, but crawled to the woman lying in a pool of blood in the distance, and the heavy footsteps of the soldiers beside him sounded beside him, and he still crawled and crawled.

He didn't ask for help from the soldiers around him, he just crawled to the woman, the woman who gave up her for her, the woman who always defended herself.

A red bloodstain appeared in front of her, and the woman lay on the ground weakly, **, shouting, but none of the soldiers dared to stay by her side, as if hiding from the plague.

They saw the fate of those miscellaneous soldiers, and they had to chill their hearts.

At this time, a figure crawled towards the woman, climbed over firmly, a smile bloomed on her face, held the woman's hand for help, held it tightly, straightened up, and struggled to straighten up, so that the woman snuggled in her arms.

The hand gently lifted the woman's messy long hair, and the beautiful face was now miserable, but he didn't mind at all, caressing the woman's face, which was now extremely deformed, and gazed affectionately...

"Stylus, can I call you a Stylus? You have never let me call you like this, but today I want to call you like this, after today, I don't know if there is a chance" The soft words, like a song, sounded like a song, and Mr. Luo sat in the chaotic crowd with the Stygian Fire Fairy in his arms, and the noisy killing sounds, the sound of weapons colliding, and the angry shouts were all useless.

The Hellfire Fairy's mouth kept moaning, and the severe pain filled every nerve in her, and the hand that she wanted to raise was weakly put down, she blinked her eyes lightly, blinking slowly, and seemed to agree.

"I have always loved you, I have always loved you, I have always loved you, I am willing to be a stepping stone under your feet, I have been letting you step on it, I give up the family inheritance, and enter the Holy Sect with you as a so-called steward, all for you, you know......?

Whispering, confessing softly, Rove knew that he was about to die, and under the blow that exceeded the limit just now, all the muscles and veins were shattered, but he didn't regret it, no.

He only has the woman in front of him in his eyes, and he can't tolerate anything else, he is not excited as he imagined, he is not unwilling, no, in the light of return, there is only deep love, love is very deep.

Love is sometimes blind, there is no reason, love is love, love has no hesitation, love does not know what to say...

"Kiss... Kiss me" Ming Luo gently opened his mouth and spit out these two words with all his might, Manager Luo slowly lowered his head, his eyes were full of affection, as if he knew what greeted him, but he did not hesitate, and he bowed his head without hesitation.

The two lips were tightly pressed together, and the dark light in the gap between the lips continued to shine, allowing the outside sound to be noisy, this moment, just this moment, was quiet and enjoyable in his heart.

Isn't that enough? Enough, isn't it?

......

Lips parted, the scars on Stylus's face disappeared completely, and the beautiful face of the demon returned, Stylus stood up and stroked the restored skin, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Rove lay on the ground, quietly.

Styl glanced at it, just glanced at it "I know you love me, but I don't love you, don't blame me, you fell in love with someone you shouldn't love"

After saying this coldly, Styl turned to leave, without even looking at the soulless corpse again.

Only an empty shell with a smile remained on the battlefield.

......

"Roar-roar..."The furious giant axe flew wildly in the hands of the black-faced man, the lion head carved on the head of the giant axe, constantly emitted a dizzying roar, and the wild dark soul power in the rage came out of the body, and the battlefield was full of fragmented corpses, and there was disgusting blood everywhere.

The Qi family army had already trapped him to death, and he could not be seen at all in the cavalry formation of the tall horse, but in the eyes of the man, there was a light of excitement, and the scars on his body were constantly increasing, but he couldn't stop the giant axe that was constantly flying in his hand

"Surrender, you have no way to escape"

Qi Haoyang's eyes showed the brilliance of admiration, but what greeted him was not surrender, but a crazy attack, half an hour passed, the man has been attacking wildly, as a martial artist, Qi Haoyang had to admire the fighting spirit of the soul master in front of him.

Qi Haoyang stared at the man in front of him and secretly moved his thoughts.

"-Ha--" Three wild laughs.

"Lao Tzu was born without knowing what surrender is, if you want to kill, come here!" Haha-" In the wild laughter, another axe chopped off the head of a soldier, and the body that lost the head kept rushing forward, and slammed into the man, and the man then slashed straight with an axe, and the blood splashed and fell on the face of the soldier who followed behind.

The eyes of the soldiers were blazing, and they rushed forward one after another, and the guards around the man fell one after another, leaving only the black-faced man in the field to fight alone.

The battle continues......

"Surrender! This is your last chance" Qi Haoyang dragged the blood-stained giant sword, walked forward step by step, the black-faced man knelt down with scars, his body was stained with blood everywhere, and he couldn't see a trace of soul power anymore, it had been an hour, and after an hour of fighting, the lion head on the giant axe had disappeared, losing its original brilliance, and the hand holding the giant axe trembled slightly.

The man looked at Haoyang who was approaching step by step and wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to laugh.

Haoyang knew that it was futile to say anything to the soul master in front of him, and he didn't have the slightest illusion, so he raised his giant sword and stabbed at the man......

"-Hugh wants to hurt my young master" Suddenly a shocking shout came, the sword in Haoyang's hand stopped, stopped when it pierced the heart half an inch, and along with the shout, a pale flame came into view...

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