Chapter 625: Holy Fall 3

There was an amazing thunder explosion above the nine heavens, and a blue lightning resounded out of the sky, as if it could bombard the ground, and the thick lightning that seemed to be able to bombard the ground lasted in the sky for a long time, spreading for tens of thousands of miles. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Holy Arts, Devouring Tempest!"

The printing method of Mo Xiu's hands is ever-changing, and it contains a vast and ancient aura that spreads, making Huo Zhengdong really feel the rich dark aura coming to his face, and even faintly, there seems to be an illusory figure emerging in the void, with a strong aura of death.

"Yes, even you are here, is it true that my limit has reached today" Huo Zhengdong's face turned dark green, a wry smile appeared in the dark green, and the last bit of hope in his eyes disappeared in his eyes.

Mo Xiu stared at Huo Zhengdong with a cold expression, and then his gaze slowly shifted, there seemed to be nothingness, but there was a faint death breath, this death gas may not be very powerful, but Mo Xiu's eyes appeared a touch of disgust and jealousy, he said to the void: "It's good that you are here, I'm afraid that you won't come back, now I can rest assured." ”

"Kill!"

Mo Xiu's arms were folded together, and the dark demonic qi in the void was like a sharp blade slashing towards Huo Zhengdong one after another, submerging into his body and rushing into his spiritual world.

Puff puff puff

Streams of blood burst out from various parts of Huo Zhengdong's body, but it soon stopped, and the corners of Mo Xiu's mouth hooked up a wicked smile: "Even if you promised that woman, your body will be kept for you."

A huge dark tornado fell from the sky, wrapping Huo Zhengdong in it, and the dead figure without the slightest trace moved, and faintly, there seemed to be a sound of iron chains rattling, and in the huge dark tornado, a pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared, and there was gradually a white-gold transparent thing in the vortex as if something had pulled it out.

Mo Xiu stared at the figure who was covered with white and golden light, and a smile lifted on the corner of his mouth: "Huo Zhengdong, there, you have to live well, but don't make any big mistakes and be reborn." ”

The white-gold light seemed to vibrate, and a voice came from inside: "Mo Xiu, don't worry, I will be waiting for you there, no matter how many years, I will wait for the moment you arrive!"

Brush!

The void surged, and a pitch-black beam of light fell from the sky and went straight to the earth, and this black beam of light was filled with a rich aura of death, making everyone shudder and chill all over their bodies.

"Hmph!" Mo Xiu snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with Huo Zhengdong's final curse on him: "I will always be alive, knowing that all the Kyushu of the human race has fallen into the hands of our clan, and the location of the [core] is already known!"

With a flip of the palm, a cloud of white-gold light appeared in the palm, this is the information about the [core] in Huo Zhengdong's memory, and inside, there is the location of the [core]!

With a flick of the robe, the dark attribute Yuan Li suddenly dissipated between heaven and earth, revealing Huo Zhengdong's body quietly floating in the void, except for the body being a little tattered, the toxins and injuries on the body have disappeared cleanly, and slowly walked to Huo Zhengdong's corpse, Mo Xiu's purple pupils seemed to flash with a smile: "Huo Zhengdong, Huo Sheng, the twenty-six saints of the Holy Alliance, will become twenty-five saints from today, and in the future, there will be more people to accompany you!"

Saying that, he pushed Huo Zhengdong's body away, and at the same time shouted: "What you want at this time, the cooperation between us ends here." ”

The next moment, Mo Xiu turned his head to look at the nine heavens away, and in the starry sky, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "It was you who terminated Huo Zhengdong's [Blue Blood Pill Heart], why don't you show up?"

There was not the slightest sound in the starry sky, and Mo Xiu snorted coldly: "Since this is the case, this saint will no longer be accompanied, Terran saint!"

Terran Kyushu, at this moment, suddenly there was a strange energy falling from the sky, everyone's body suddenly froze, the heart inexplicably swelled with sad emotions, involuntarily looked up at the sky, in the sky, the source of heaven and earth is colorful, like the aurora across the east and west, north and south, one of the white-gold light is extremely dazzling, like a meteor from east to west, from north to south quickly glid, and finally rose above the nine heavens, "bang" exploded, turned into countless small beams, submerged into the Terran Kyushu.

Then, the heavens and the earth were shaken!

The death knell rings and rings throughout the world!

One by one, the figures stood up, their hands down, their heads lowered, their eyes closed, and their faces sad.

Huo Zhengdong, the master of the Holy League West Holy Pavilion, has fallen!

From the northernmost Dingbei Pass to the Julong Pass in the northwest, from the Liaoxiong Pass in the west to the Xingyang Pass in the southwest, from the East China Sea in the extreme east of the Terran Race, from the South China Sea in the extreme south of the Terran Race to the middle of Jizhou of the Terran Race, every heaven and earth are filled with the sound of death knells for a long time.

At this time, it was originally noon, and it should have been shrouded in the sun, but the heaven and earth were shrouded in a strange black power, in this black power, no matter who could feel Huo Zhengdong's breath, the breath that once existed between heaven and earth.

In the darkness of the sky, suddenly a white light descended from a certain part of the sky of the human race, which was filled with the pure and holy majestic energy, and one after another illusory figures walked out of the white light and stepped towards the nine heavens!

These figures seem to support the sky of the human race, so that everyone unconsciously gives birth to a sense of awe, and there are four figures standing in the front, each figure is like the sun, shining on the human race, making the human race last forever.

"Due East, let's go!" all the illusory figures bent down, the man's left hand outside, and the woman's right hand outside.

"It's up to you" In the black, an ethereal voice came, and the next moment the human race Kyushu was shrouded in white-gold light, all the darkness seemed to be purified by an invisible force, and the black disappeared into nothingness, everything, like the morning after the rain.

The saint is sage, and the power feeds back to the heavens and the earth!

All the illusory figures in the void disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and everyone in the human race bent down and hung their heads, mourning in silence for Huo Zhengdong.

"Zhengdong" Dong Qilie's eyes gradually became terrifying, staring at Huo Zhengdong's corpse held in the hands of the masked woman in front of him, his eyes seemed to turn into substance, piercing the masked woman's heart.

"Mr. Dong, then I'll go first, I can't wait. The masked woman smiled lightly, and the next moment, a light rain drifted in the sky, and the figure of the masked woman gradually disappeared in front of his eyes.

"[Anti-Blade] Organization, this saint wants you to pay the price!" Dong Qilie's deep voice shook the void, and it made a burst of sound as if it was wailing.

After this battle, people only knew that Dong Qilie went to the East Holy Pavilion and did not show up for a long time, and even in the [Miracle of Heaven], which had never stopped, he had never seen the figure of this big man again.

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )