Chapter Forty-Nine: Nine Shadows Yuan Tu, Hell Nose, Recovery

"This power..."

Yao Chi's mind was connected to the colorful flowers, and he was shocked by his incredible strength.

What's even more outrageous is that the power of this colorful flower can be traced back to the source.

It was the harmless little An An in front of him, with a cute face.

can even resist the power of Yuan Tu Fengrui, actually from such a little girl?

What kind of power is this?

Yao Chi was even more puzzled.

"Boom..."

The River Styx is blocked at the moment, but it shows infinite magical powers, it is really an ancient and extreme demon.

A black and blood-colored demon cloud suddenly poured out from the Styx Heavenly Spirit.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were thunderbolts, the blood clouds were bleak, and Xiao An'an's consciousness space seemed to be irresistible, and it became the sea of knowledge of the River Styx.

"The Supreme Path?"

Yaochi's face was ugly and a little envious.

"Poof..."

Styx went crazy again, and the three thousand great Asura supernatural powers bombarded wildly, not counting the loss of Yuan Power at all.

Holding Yuan Tu A's nose in both hands, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and it was pitch black.

Styx actually relied on the essence blood of the Yuan God to forcibly replace the mana supernatural power, and it was bound to exert the power of the two demon swords.

For Styx, who has been struggling to survive until now, this move is tantamount to looking for death.

The already small amount of Yuan Shen essence blood is worth dispersing, and it is even weaker, and there is even a danger of disappearing.

But Styx did just that, just so crazy, what he wasn't sure about, Styx would rather live and die and take it into his own hands than be someone else's pawn wedding dress.

"Ka..."

Demon swords soar into the sky, and they have not shown any power since eons of eternity.

At this moment, finally...

A sword is white and bone-bound, the light is miserable and white, it seems that you can see the image of endless Shura hell, tens of billions of mortals, tens of millions of immortals, whether you are a dignitary, a mortal in cloth, or an immortal, as long as you fall or violate the rules of heaven, you can't escape the road to hell.

A sword forest is red, the light is black and black, like returning to the depths of the ruins, the hometown of hundreds of millions of evil capitals, dreaming of the soul, the black water and the secluded capital, Vientiane Senluo, all in it, the sky has nine congenital ninefolds, the opening of the sky thirty-three, the nine shadows, the earth has nine folds, the opening of the sky and the sea of blood, the gods are buried.

This is a situation that mortals can't imagine at all, it seems that two swords, between heaven and earth, all the Senluo worlds are attacking you.

"Ah...... Woo ......"

Faced with such a crisis, Xiao An'an seemed to feel something, and then suddenly became even crazier than the River Styx.

The heart-rending screams, the shockwaves of the sea of essence in circles, and the spiritual impact radiated out.

Xiao An'an's soul is like becoming, the most overclocked and super-dense negative ion polymer, with a dazzling aperture wave after wave, forming an eggshell-shaped, radiating everything and dispersing everything.

The sky is no longer shrouded in black clouds, the petals are no longer flying all over the sky, the Shura Demon Dao is no longer raging, and everything is scattered by An An's sea of knowledge, and there is no trace.

Styx was completely stunned, and Yuan Tu Ah Bi also lost his strength and rolled back directly.

The light dissipated.

I saw Xiao An'an, quietly hanging in the air, the colored light was gone, the colorful flowers were gone, and the nine-color barrier was gone.

Only his right hand, wrapped around a trace of transparent mist, is inconspicuous.

Change the force.

Xiao An'an finally fully awakened, and finally no longer feared.

Left Dao added body, and the fear naturally dissipated, just like Ling Luo.

What arose immediately from Xiao An'an was incomparable hatred.

Everything, even the culprit who killed his father and mother, is just this sanctimonious old man.

What to pursue the ancient secrets.

What broke the world chess game.

What is beyond the black hand calculation.

It's all bullshit.

No matter what kind of reason there is, it has nothing to do with her Xiao An An and a mortal.

No matter what kind of secret there is, it is also the history of hundreds of millions of years ago.

No matter how you explain it, you can't hide the fact that you killed someone.

It was a living life, her parents, her teacher, but she killed it with her own hands.

These ancient immortals turned out to have no humanity at all, and they had no sense of guilt when they killed people, and in their eyes, the disillusionment of life and death was just reincarnation.

Even Yaochi is the same, and maybe even because she is not worthy of talking to her, she can waste a life and disappear in front of her.

In order to pursue the way of heaven, in order to pursue the truth, they can kill hundreds of billions of people without blinking.

She Anu can't do it, she Anu is not an immortal, not a god, not a big hero, she is just an ordinary person.

Because of this, she Annu wants to let these holy spirits dressed in the garb of immortals know that the current world is no longer the cold and ruthless world, and it is no longer the world where the Heavenly Dao overrides everything.

The right hand wrapped around the mist clenched slowly.

"I want you dead. โ€

Xiao An'an's cold tone seemed to be able to condense ice ballast just by his voice.

โ€œEnuma Elishใ€‚ โ€

At the same time, in the space of knowing the sea, Ling Luo's voice actually sounded.

Knowing the sea is a place where a thought is born and dies, and any power here is far from the truth.

However, when external forces can affect the sea of knowledge, what will be displayed will be a power that is not at the same level.

At the edge of the consciousness space, countless red thunderbolts suddenly flashed, dazzling and domineering.

There are also a lot of space faults, invisible to the naked eye, and the entire consciousness space is trembling.

The power of the obedient sword EA directly began to shatter everything in the consciousness space.

Seeing the red light approaching, Styx sneered and held his sword to block it.

"Wow..."

Styx was shocked, and Yuan Tu Ah Nose was actually blown away by a red thunderbolt.

Styx's eyes were unwilling to be ruthless, he knew that at this moment, he must not hesitate, otherwise it would be the end of the road.

"Poof......

The soul essence blood spurted out again, and the figure of the Styx began to be illusory, and the six demon blood were consumed, which was really a situation where the oil was exhausted.

Yuan Tu Ah nose, sword intent soaring into the sky.

The light flew, and the shock exploded and shattered.

Styx worked desperately to truly activate the two magic swords and let them play on their own.

It's him now, and he can't stop them.

Red thunderbolts, red bones and white bones, crazy collisions.

The depths of the sea are so swept that Xiao An'an's real body is on the verge of death.

"Teacher Ling's strength?" Xiao An'an was unmoved, and said in a cold voice with hatred: "Okay, since that's the case, there is time." โ€

The awakening of the left path naturally poured out a lot of extraordinary information, to put it bluntly, it was some psychic instinct.

For example, Xiao An'an is controlling Zhihai at the moment, which is as easy as ordinary people raising their arms, which is very different from the previous situation where they could only cry.

Xiao An'an knew that although she had the upper hand at the moment, the Styx spirit body was already deeply parasitic on her sea of knowledge, and she needed more means to expel it.

And the golden mother of Yaochi beside her, under her 'recovery' ability, is too dazzling.

Xiao An'an also had to admit that these two middle and second immortal gods could not really be said to be in ancient mythology, and the Styx River and Yao Chi could not be formed.

"This sister, are you really the mythical Queen Mother of the West?" Xiao An'an suddenly turned his head and asked.

When Yao Chi heard this, he immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

In Xiao An'an's memory, she knew what myths represented to these mortals in later generations, just a joke of miracle faults.

"This palace is indeed the Queen Mother of the West. Yao Chi nodded and said, "But now, it's useless to talk about this, if you can get through the current difficulties, you will understand everything." โ€

Yao Chi only thought that Xiao An'an was just curious.

"Yes, it's really the Queen Mother of the West" Xiao An'an was naturally not curious, and said calmly with her eyes: "In this case, maybe there will be a chance." โ€

The change force transparent mist suddenly contracted from Xiao An'an's right hand, and disappeared in an instant.

What will follow, will be the ability of the left lane, and it will be fully displayed.

It's like the kind of primitive tribe that sacrifices to heaven and earth and prays for protection.

Xiao Anan rushed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

The eyes are magical, and the eyes are looking at the Yao Pond.

"Revive, revive to the glory of the ancients, revive to the stars of the ancients. Revive, Yaochi Golden Mother..."

Xiao An'an didn't know what she could influence if she was born, the left path of heaven-level era5.

Ancient shattering, cosmic suppression, miracle faults.

And at the moment, with her declaration spell.

The Milky Way starry sky, the stars are moving. Heaven and earth change, and therefore move.

The sprout of a spark, quietly... Burning the prairies.