Chen Jing pounced, he couldn't have the slightest pause, he had to endlessly stab this sword with all his might. He didn't know if this sword pierced Qin Yang's eyes had an effect, this thought was just a moment, and he was awakened by the killing thoughts of the people in Huicheng, at this moment he was no longer Chen Jing, but a sword in the hearts of more than 100,000 people in Baling, a sword for survival.

The night was still heavy, as if it were endless.

King Nalan saw it in his eyes, although he was surprised, he secretly sneered, and said secretly: "You want to get the seal of King Qin Guang, but in the end, you just make a wedding dress for me." Gee...... I'm anxious, you don't look at how many people are staring in this darkness, since they came back that year, everyone has been staring, but now they haven't moved in an extraordinary period, I just went in to find out the situation, but you want to take it for yourself once, it's really stupid. ”

In the south of Baling City, there was a group of demon spirits watching there, and one of them said: "Why hasn't the river god come out yet, isn't he really bent on getting the Qin Guang Wang Seal?"

"How could the River God be that kind of person."

"Then why don't you come out, you see that the yin qi is getting heavier and heavier, the yin qi has seeped so far, you can smell the yin and evil qi here, there are ghosts crawling in the yin qi, it is obvious that the river god can't drive away the yin and evil in the city, otherwise he wouldn't have warned us not to approach this Baling City at that time."

"The river god must be here to protect the people in the city."

"Asylum? Then there has to be someone who can be sheltered, the river god is not the god of Baling City, look at this underworld monster that is going to appear in the world, it must be strong, how can the river god be protected, will the river god not even want his life because of this? ”

The other demon stopped talking, and it seemed to him impossible to protect others without even wanting his life. There is no such stupid person in the world.

There is a lot of discussion outside Baling City, and there is a life and death decision in Baling City.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The killing is crazy.

Chen Jing was scattered again and again in the sound of killing, and again and again he manifested in the murderous aura.

However, in the darkness of the city, the sound of people shouting and shouting suddenly fell silent, and his mouth was still wide open, and he died without warning, but his soul burned in the flames of wishing.

These burning souls did not disperse, but rushed towards Qin Yang, when Qin Yang hit Chen Jing with a halberd, there would be a burning soul pounced on his body and gnawed, faintly, it seemed that those burning souls could still be heard screaming madly.

As time passed bit by bit, all of a sudden more and more souls died, and they all turned into burning flames and threw themselves on Qin Yang's body to burn, although those souls couldn't burn for long, but they were obviously effective. Because Chen Jing saw a trace of surprise from Qin Yang's icy eyes, however, it was more that after Chen Jing was scattered, many souls that rushed over were swept away by the black halberd in Qin Yang's hand.

From Qin Yang's movements, Chen Jing became more and more sure that the flame burning by his soul could bring harm to Qin Yang.

Taking advantage of a gap, Chen Jing appeared on the altar, looked up at the sky with black clouds, and suddenly shouted loudly: "You were originally a city god of Baling, and you have the belief of Baling, why do you want to destroy Baling now?" ”

Qin Yang looked at it coldly and did not answer, there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes. Chen Jing didn't know if he still had his own self-consciousness, and continued to ask loudly: "If you still have your self-consciousness, please leave here, no matter where you go, please spare the 200,000 lives of this Baling." ”

The momentum on Qin Yang's body is getting stronger and stronger, if someone is in Baling City, there will be a feeling that the entire Baling City is slowly flipping over.

"If you don't want to leave here, you can continue to be the god of this tomb, where you are, I will definitely retreat." Chen Jing said loudly.

At this time, Qin Yang finally spoke, only to hear him say coldly: "This city is mine, and only the dead are alive in my city." ”

As he spoke, the yin horse under his crotch swooped down, carrying the power of the sky, Qin Yang's black and heavy halberd pierced down, and in an instant, there seemed to be countless resentful souls surging down with the black halberd, only to see the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts surging down in the black clouds.

Out of thin air, the wind rushes down.

The flame of the power of the wish on the altar moved with the wind, and it shrank in an instant, like a candle in the wind.

Chen Jing dispersed the moment the halberd was pierced, turning into a blue butterfly in the flames, slender and thin. The butterfly did not disappear this time, did not retreat, but flapped its weak wings under the overwhelming pressure, and went against the wind towards the dark halberd in Qin Yang's hand. As the weak butterfly's wings flapped hard, the flames on the altar burst forth, and the blue butterflies rushed towards the darkness, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and like a torch thrown into the sea.

"If the sky falls, and I will block the sky with my body."

At the moment when the weak pale blue butterfly rushed towards the overwhelming yin qi with the wish flame, Chen Jing's voice sounded. The voice does not have that magnificent momentum, it is like stating a fact, but it makes people feel a kind of determination to lose all thoughts, plunge into the sea, and never regret it. However, there is a kind of unwilling, unwilling to fight.

"And sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break the sky with this sword."

The butterfly in the flame was shrouded in a layer of white light, and this white light had a feeling that people did not dare to look at it directly at this moment, as if the light of the flame was all attributed to the butterfly's body, which was particularly dazzling in the surging darkness.

Butterfly wings flapped, dancing in the flames, fighting under the power of the sky.

The sword roared coldly, passionate and unwilling, with the unyielding resentment of 200,000 living beings, and rushed towards Qin Yang with the momentum of hitting the stone with an egg.

The conversation between Chen Jing and Qin Yang was heard by the entire people in Baling City, and what Chen Jing asked was also what they had always wanted to ask in their hearts. Chen Jing's question is equivalent to them asking, all this is in his eyes, and it is naturally Chen Jing's promise, but when Chen Jing turned into a butterfly and shouted out those few words unwillingly, the entire Baling City immediately boiled, like a fire thrown into the hay, and it ignited in an instant.

Immediately someone in the dark city followed, shouting, "If the sky falls, I will block the sky with my body." ”

"And I sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break the sky with this sword...... and sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break the sky with this sword......"

The sound was shocking, in the sound waves, the flame of the wish power on the altar suddenly soared, the whole altar was like the hilt of a sword, the flame was like the sword body, the tongue of fire was the tip of the sword, and it pierced into the sky, at this moment, the butterfly in the flame was no longer dodging and struggling, but showing a kind of madness that died with the enemy.

The tongue of fire that rushed to the sky and the black halberd in Qin Yang's hand touched, it was actually the sound of gold and iron resonating, the flame and the black halberd retreated as soon as they touched, and the retreat was not retracted, but was dispersed by the black halberd, but the tongue of fire at the front was dispersed, and it surged up again in the back.

In Baling City, when you look up at the sky at this time, you will feel that the dark and heavy dark clouds in the sky are like a huge seal of heaven and earth pressed down, and the whole city will be crushed into powder. The black clouds have not yet been suppressed, and the momentum has appeared.

The sword groaned endlessly in the sky-high flames on the altar, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo about to die. In contrast to the boundless darkness of the sky, the flame of the altar in the city was like a small flame that would be extinguished at any moment.

In the flames, the blue butterfly fanned hard, and every time it fanned, the tongue of fire beat once, but in the eyes of the people in the city, the blue butterfly was like pressing ten thousand catties of force, and every time she flapped her wings, it was like dancing the heavens and the earth.

The butterfly suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, this scream seemed to sound from the soul, at this moment, Qin Yang's black halberd hit down the thunderous momentum was actually paused, at this moment, the flames suddenly jumped up, the tongue of fire swept up, the blue butterfly flashed out of thin air, has arrived in front of Qin Yang's eyes, and at the same time the flame followed the butterfly towards Qin Yang's cover.

It was not a flame, but a sword fused with the power of will, revealing the unyielding spirit of the people in the city and the madness of Chen Jing himself who sacrificed his life.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

The people in Baling City roared as hard as they could, as if this was the only way to help Chen Jing use his strength.

Amid the shouts of the people, the sky suddenly darkened in vain, and the flames and butterflies were swallowed up in darkness. The shouts of the people stopped abruptly, the butterfly that Chen Jing had turned into disappeared, Qin Yang disappeared, only the endless black clouds pressed lower and lower, and the altar collapsed and shattered into powder.

Outside Baling City, Nalan couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Although we are gods, we are protecting the people who believe in all beings, but the first one to protect should be ourselves, as a god, we can't even protect ourselves, how can we protect all beings." ”

In another place outside Baling City, more than a dozen Daomen disciples were watching there, and some of them knew a spell called the Heavenly Viewing Mirror, which could turn a circle into a mirror in the void, and the circle was not to form a mirror, but to dig out the void and let the people on the other side of the round mirror see the scene thousands of miles away. At this time, they only saw darkness in the city, and the only flame altar had been swallowed up by the darkness.

"Dead?"

"Dead?"

"Probably dead!"

More than a dozen Dao disciples looked at the dark mirror, they could only see, and naturally they couldn't hear any sound in the city.

The starlight above the nine heavens is thin, there is no moon, and the heavens and the earth are silent, as if to commemorate the passing of 200,000 living beings.

"Alive, alive! Look, isn't that the magic butterfly? A man pointed to the sky viewing mirror and said loudly, only to see that in the endless darkness of the sky viewing mirror, a blue butterfly shrouded in white light struggled in the darkness.

"I'm still alive."

At this moment, a little red light appeared in the observation mirror.

"What's that?"

"Flame of Might."

As they spoke, the little red light rushed into the darkness like fireflies, and the darkness was like water, and the fireflies only rose and fell into it for a while, then extinguished.

"That's not the flame of willpower, it's the flame of the soul."