Chapter 1273: The Stars Pray
Glancing around, Feng Ren took advantage of the situation to withdraw the Dark Chasing Blade that was against the Soul Attracting Dragon in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Could it be that you think I didn't expect this situation before I came? Since I'm here, no change can change my determination." Please also fulfill the seniors!"
When the words fell, the sword in his hand trembled wildly and hummed, and the startled sword qi ripples changed into a thousand branches of cold light, roaring into a condensed sword gang in different forms, lingering in formations, and more than usual, there was a touch of pitch black in the translucent gang qi, and there were faint purple-black ripples on the tip of the sword.
Ten thousand swords surrendered, arrayed.
Counting the sword intent cold mangyao pointed to the five soul attraction dragons present, and the power fluctuations of the dark chasing the underworld had already been invested in each sword, and with these condensed sword qi as a guide, he slowly absorbed the power of the revenant souls of the netherworld, and re-submerged into the demon sword.
"I am very reluctant to do anything that hurts both sides and disturbs the order of the Netherworld. I hope that all the seniors will be successful!"
Leaning over, Feng Ren knelt on one knee in the void.
Feeling the terrifying cold in the sword intent, the fierce roar of the dark blade was particularly calm in this netherworld, and several soul inducing dragons who appeared later also felt a little jealous.
After the two sides were silent for a long time, the original Soul Attraction Dragon sighed helplessly: "You have been in this place for a long time, if you continue like this, you will not be able to hold it first, do you really want to insist on doing this? ”
"Her death was caused by my negligence, and if I had paid more attention at the time, I would not have regretted it. Anything that can be remedied, I will not let go. Feng Ren shook his head, still in a kneeling position.
"The trajectory of reincarnation is unchangeable, and it is impossible for you to take her away. However, it would be nice to give the two of you a little more time. ”
After that, the soul attracted the ghost dragon to probe the claw, and the blood-colored waves loomed on Feng Ren's side, but after all, he couldn't turn through the circle of sword intent.
But that's enough.
"I know who it is, wait a minute. ”
"Thank you, seniors. ”
Feng Ren finally got up, raised his hand and waved, and all the whistling swords dissipated.
It's just that the first step was successful, but now that there is a start, there is hope.
After another moment, the five soul dragons retreated at the same time, and a broken gap appeared in front of Feng Ren's body, and in his expectant gaze, the familiar shadow slowly walked out, the dress was better than snow, cold and noble, and the dust was clean.
"Shen Yuehan, I ......"
Syllable!
The crisp sound echoed in the netherworld, and Shen Yuehan suddenly raised his hand and slapped Feng Ren, he was a little puzzled, why was this.
Soon, he continued: "I'm sorry, I was negligent at the time, otherwise ......"
Syllable!
Another crisp slap sounded, the trembling snow-white little hand hung in the air and did not let go, Shen Yuehan, whose body was translucent, trembled all over, lowered his head and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"Take you back...... At the very least, you will not be allowed to enter the world of the Inner Demons. ”
Feng Ren slowly turned his face back, ready to take the third slap.
Syllable!
As promised, the sound is still as crisp.
His hands were trembling, and there were tears in his eyes, Shen Yuehan turned around and sighed, "You go back, my life has come to an end." If it's just because I'm sorry, I can tell you plainly that I never blamed you. You've done a great job, at least so that I can finally smile and reunite with you one more time, and that's enough. ”
"It's not enough!"
Feng Ren drank angrily, stepped forward and reached out and pressed on the other party's shoulder, it was very light and weak to the touch, as if it was about to pass directly through it.
"Didn't you say it yourself? It's a pity that you didn't accompany me to the final victory? If you want to see me become a hero, a savior, come back and watch it all the way. I don't want to end up fighting for your words, and in the end no one will pay attention......"
"No, how can it be that no one pays attention? In addition to me, there are many people who pay attention to you among the living, and there are also many good women waiting for you to cherish and love, so why bother with me here? Even if I didn't have this accident, my body wouldn't last long, and sooner or later I would come to the end of my life, and I would also look like I would die ugly. ”
Shen Yuehan shook slightly, broke free from under Feng Ren's palm, walked quickly to the Soul Attraction Dragon led by the distance, raised his head and said, "This lord, please take me back......
"If you go back now, your reincarnation will be the Inner Demon Clan, our common enemy!" Feng Ren shouted.
"After reincarnation, for me, all memories of this life will be lost. And you don't recognize me at that time. For the two of us, the outcome doesn't really make a difference, does it?"
Shen Yuehan smiled faintly and continued to move forward.
"You don't belong here, and I don't belong to the original world anymore, so don't leave it at that. I just wish you remembered me...... That's enough, my best friend. ”
"Not enough, far from enough! I don't want to delay the emotions I have missed. I'm sorry, Shen Yuehan, forgive me for being willful!"
Laugh at!
The bright starlight surged, and a line of silver rainbow flew through the eyes of several soul dragons, and in an instant, a bright silver unsheathed long sword pierced through Shen Yuehan's chest, piercing through the delicate body.
Looking down in disbelief, there was no need to look back, Shen Yuehan also knew who the person who made the sword was.
"Why is that, but it's better to die at your hands than to die......
"No, it's not death, it's a prelude to a new life. Although it may be a long time before the resurrection actually comes, I would like to wait a little longer until then. Shen Yuehan, I'm sorry. ”
The eyes closed and opened quickly, the bright starlight in the wind and tough eyes suddenly appeared, and the gorgeous and gorgeous color lingered on the hilt of the sword at the same time and spread to the entire body of the blade, and the blurred illusion color floated up, gradually filling Shen Yuehan's penetrating void body, and the whole person's figure suddenly looked much hazy.
"What do you want to do......"
The muttering figure gradually blurred, and Shen Yue's cold figure shattered into wisps of starlight in the bright lingering, cracked and trembled, shrouded in an area in front of Feng Ren's body.
"What the hell are you going to do, human boy?"
The soul led by the ghost dragon was stunned, and the four blood claws of the changing action had already begun to charge new moves, for it, a strange race that guarded the netherworld, anyone who attacked the undead soul here without permission was an enemy, whether they wanted to take it away or kill it on the spot.
Seeing the patriarch make a move, the other four soul inducing dragons also flapped their wings together, and the fluttering eight wings flashed with purple halo connected to the spread blood claws, and the changing Lu Li Illusory gradually changed the color of this space even more dismal, and the magic circles that were ready to operate between each other merged and approached in the void.
The real convergence point is the wind and toughness.
"Don't get in the way, I don't want to disturb the entire Netherworld!"
With a roar of rage, Feng Ren's backhand once again pulled out the dark chaser blade and nailed it fiercely, the black and cold sword tip roared, and the strange pattern sword qi fluctuated, and thousands of sword gangs were surrounded by illusions, and they were instantly arrayed.
"Human, you have broken our rules. Today, don't want to leave. ”
The Soul Guiding Ghost Dragon led by him snorted coldly, and a faint and majestic voice echoed in this netherworld.
"If you don't give it, I'll take it myself. I want to leave, but you can't stop me. It's just that now is not the time. ”
Feng Ren snorted, and the five fingers of his right hand gently brushed the pitch-black blade that was inserted upside down in the void by the dark chasing blade, and where it touched, the scarlet blood stained the cold edge, and in just an instant, his blood merged into the blade, leaving no trace.
He glanced at the wound that had healed quickly from the scar between his fingers from the blade, but the pitch-black spell had also left on his skin. The curse runes of the undead can inflict fatal damage on any living being, but for his master, it is only a moment of pain and discomfort, and after that, there is another terrifying power that is awakened.
"Secretly chasing the Underworld, get rid of it, your power to shock the Netherworld back then, show it again!"
Zheng Zheng Zheng -
The sword roared suddenly, and the invisible black ripples roared into sword qi and slashed, and the dark chaser blade no one held itself and flew around, and the illusionary sword gang array instantly roared out, and the sound of cracking and slashing suddenly roared in this dim space.
Snort!
The five circles of magic circles shattered at the same moment, and before they could really take shape and merge, they had returned to nothingness, and then the fluctuating pitch-black sword qi swept away, and the five sword lights that appeared out of thin air slashed, and the soul inducing dragon that formed a circle was instantly defeated.
The eight wings hung down, the blood claws were pressed together, and the only bloody eye of the Soul Attraction Ghost Dragon led by him looked down in disbelief at the sword marks that had been cut off on his chest, and there was no blood spilling, only the pitch-black lines that spread on the surface of the flesh.
It is a Nether Dragon, not really in charge of life and death, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary creatures, and the spell of the magic sword is also not fatal, but it is also a trauma that should not be underestimated.
"It feels...... It's just the same as back then......"
The huge body was trembling slightly, inexplicable fear was rippling in the heart, and the soul led the ghost dragon even had an illusion that the ravages of the undead invasion had returned again, and the horror of the past had returned.
The sword roar of the Dark Blade continued, and the heavy sword gang that flew and swept pointed at every vital point on the five defeated soul dragons, and the cold and strange sword aura made them clearly feel the sound of death.
"Don't stop me, please. ”
Feng Ren raised his head and sighed, waved his hand, and the dark chasing blade stopped, and each of the retreating swords did not directly dissipate into the void, but each returned with a few strange dark purple fluctuations, fusing into wisps of pale light and merging into the pitch-black blade.
The dim luster flickered quietly, and above the looming blood groove of the dark chaser blade, there seemed to be an extra column of inscribed runes, dark red runes.
He lowered his head and pondered for a while, and suddenly, the soul dragon trembled slightly, and a trace of incredulity flashed in his round eyes, and then he nodded and replied in a deep voice: "Okay, from now on, you and I will no longer owe each other." Your time here is running out, though. Even if there is a dark chaser blade, even if there is the power of the netherworld that I gave you back then, it will not be able to completely isolate the erosion of this space on the life form. ”
"Thank you seniors for your success. Don't worry, I know it. ”
Feng Ren bowed slightly, and the afterglow inadvertently skimmed the long hair fluttering at the corners of his forehead had long faded to pitch black and shiny, and the wisp had turned out to be a dry and pale color.
There is indeed not much time left for him.
"Star Dome Wish, answer my prayers! The power of the elven clan and the cold of thousands of stars are all for my use!"
With a cold drink, the bright starlight in his eyes became more vigorous, and Feng Ren took advantage of the situation to raise the star dome and pick it up, and the blurred light and shadow formed by Shen Yuehan's broken figure also rose together, lingering on the blade and flickering.
At the same time, the shining silver lines streaked across his head and feet, and delicate elven scripts were written rapidly, drawing a mysterious circle that had never been seen before.
"The prayers of the gathering are condensed on the three-foot frost front. The call of the stars leads the wandering souls back to their homeland. A new dwelling, a new destiny, awaken together here. My Blade, the Spirit of the Sword, Forge!"
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