"Dancing girl, don't worry, even if I, Ye Wuqiu, am defeated, I will never be cowardly and dare not fight, if I can't escape this doomed fate, I will also die in battle."

"Since you have this heart, why should I, the person who remains in my memory, accompany you to fight?"

The third charm danced back to her long hair, and she smiled freely and stood up

"O soul from the end of the soul, you and I are connected by the source of the soul, you know that I have the most pious prayer in my heart, please open the bridge of the gods, help him in the depths of my soul source to get rid of the shackles of the ten thousand paths, please give light, help him step through the darkness and return to the earth"

The third charm dance looks as pious as a believer, her slender figure is dancing slowly, and the lotus arm crosses the void, leaving a mysterious trajectory, which is a dance sacrifice to communicate a mysterious existence

As she danced, the void rippled, and a pitch-black mountain came from far and near, as the mountain approached, Ye Wuqiu's eyes widened in shock, the sheer size of the mountain was indescribable, the black mist around it was churning, and just revealing a part of the section was enough to reach a small city

A breeze blew, and the huge sacred mountain moved with the wind, as if it was about to dissipate, Ye Wuqiu understood that the sacred mountain that the third charm dance was followed by the dance sacrifice was just a corner of the phantom that it projected from a certain place, but even so it was still enough to shock people's hearts, making people sigh that there was such a majestic and magnificent sacred mountain in the world

"Lusieka, Miada......"

The third phantom dance spat out obscure words, as if communicating with the phantom of the sacred mountain, the majestic and magnificent sacred mountain in Ye Wuqiu's perception as if it had life, like a creature opened its eyes, as if it was examining the third phantom dance

"Skatayu, Sakuragi Mai ....."

The sacred mountain seems to confirm the identity of the third ghost dance, wisps of black mist converge, like tentacles spread to the depths of the third ghost dance's eyebrows, this tentacle seems to communicate the soul source of the third ghost dance, one by one pictures appear on the sacred mountain, these emerging pictures are the same man

The final picture stopped under a starry sky, the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dark armor covering his slender body, he was holding a silver spear, his long hair was windless, and there were three equally majestic figures where the spear pointed, they stood under the starry sky, seemingly calm, but the released qi engine stirred the starry sky with dark clouds, and the sky was full of stars, as if they were about to be pulled by this qi machine and crashed

Compared to the starry sky, their bodies were so small, but Ye Wuqiu had a feeling that under the mighty heavenly power emanating from the man's body, the entire starry sky seemed so small

At the same time, the tentacles transformed by the black mist were rapidly approaching the man, he seemed to be aware of it, raised his hand and pierced the silver spear into the void, the spear ignored the space, and pierced into the palm of the tentacles transformed by the black mist in an instant, and the tentacles were boiled by the fog stirred by this shot, as if they were about to disintegrate

But after all, he was only a picture in his memory, and it was difficult to exert the terrifying power of his own deity, and the tentacles spread along the spear, and in an instant, it had already entwined him, and at the same time, the sound of the third magic dance penetrated the limitations of time and space, and appeared in the man's ears

Maintaining instinctive resistance, a touch of clarity floated in his eyes, and he no longer resisted the entanglement of his tentacles, and at the same time, the pitch-black mountain suddenly burst out with holy brilliance at this moment, reflecting the void and vastness, and the pitch-black mountain turned milky white at this moment, and the flowing holy light made people can't help but bow and worship

Sheng Hui flowed along the mist like the depths of the eyebrows of the third charm dance, and in an instant, the mist that wrapped the man turned into a milky white mist and drilled into the man's body, and as the mist brocade in, the man's expression became a little more vivid

Then the man's spear swung and pierced the endless void, he stepped in, and when he reappeared, the stars had already shifted behind him, and he stepped into another time and space, but when he stabbed the spear again, chains shot out of the void, trying to bind him, this is a tangible thing that order has turned into, and the rules do not allow him to reappear in the world

At the same time as the chain whipped, he reacted quickly, and the spear that stabbed into the void changed abruptly, and in an instant, he stabbed out thousands of spears, and the remnants of the spear reflected in the void, knocking the chains that came from the whip away, taking advantage of this, the man stabbed the void with the spear in his hand, and when the chains attacked again, he had stepped into the collapsed void

After a short time, the man's figure reappeared, but at this moment, he looked up at the end of the sky with a solemn expression, as if he was locked by an inexplicable crisis, and he didn't dare to be distracted

While he was concentrating on guard, the sky seemed to be pressed by hundreds of millions of heavy objects, the nebula rolled upside down, the sky shattered, and a simple and heavy long sword slashed through the endless void and appeared above the dome

The heavy sword has no edge, the two sides of this long sword are as wide as the sword body, and the sword body is rusty, as if it has been soaked in the long river of time for endless years, there is a sense of vicissitudes, but even if it appears in unknown time and space, Ye Wuqiu still feels as if his whole body is cut by the sword light, just by looking at it, his eyes are extremely painful, he hurriedly closed his eyes, but he still feels like the scorching sun burning in front of him

"Heavenly Sword Phantom, this... How is this possible! ”

The third charm dancing jade covered her mouth with her hand and exclaimed! To make her so shocked and out of shape, it is obvious that this so-called Heavenly Sword has a shocking origin

"No, if it's just that he reverses in his memory, it is impossible to alarm the Heavenly Sword and cast a phantom, is it possible... He left a Origin Soul imprint in my memory? No, no, if that were the case, he should have come back sooner, but why?"

The third Phantom Dance frowned and pondered, sometimes excited, sometimes confused

At the same time, the Heavenly Sword Phantom was held by an invisible hand, and it slashed down towards the man, it was incomparably powerful, as if it was carrying the power of a world, dignified but so domineering, where it passed, all the visible and invisible were cut into nothingness, making people desperate and unable to escape

"Please help me"

At the critical moment, the third magic dance broke away from his thoughts and shouted towards the sacred mountain, and at the same time, the divine mountain burst out with a more dazzling holy light in an instant, and the dense milky white horse practice went straight to the place where the man was standing, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared beside the man

At the same time, a hazy figure stood on the lotus platform, although the face could not be seen clearly, but the slender waist and flying hair made it clear that this figure belonged to the body of a woman

The woman pinched the trick with one hand, and the lotus platform under her suddenly burst out hundreds of millions of milky white silk threads, and these shot silk threads rushed towards the falling Heavenly Sword Phantom, and the two touched in the void, the silk thread seemed weak, but it slowed down the falling Heavenly Sword

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the silk thread that wrapped around the Heavenly Sword was violently forced, to change the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword, at this moment, the man who was staring at the Heavenly Sword slowly raised the spear in his hand, he stabbed with one hand, and the spear cut through the void and hit directly on the left side of the Heavenly Sword

Under the woman's tug and stabbing with him, the falling heavenly sword was finally deviated from a little trajectory, but the heavenly sword had a spirit, as if it was enraged, its sword body clanged, and countless brilliant sword lights shot out from the sword body, and the void was like a broken mirror, and black holes appeared everywhere

The two of them worked together to slightly change the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword's fall, but it was still difficult to stop the unrivaled power of the Heavenly Sword, just for a moment, the spear that the man stabbed shot back, and the silk thread that spread up from the lotus platform was cut by the sword light, and it was difficult to stop the Heavenly Sword Falling

But the woman obviously did not intend to entangle with the Heavenly Sword, she and the lotus platform turned into mist, and dissolved into the man's body in an instant, at the same time, the man's spear stabbed out, and a black passage ran through the endless space, and he was about to enter the passage with one step

But how could the Heavenly Sword, which had lost its shackles, let go of this person who had been locked by it? It slashed down behind the man at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and if the two of them hadn't joined forces to stop him, the sword would have wiped out his god

But even so, the man was still swept away by endless ripples of sword light, and at the critical moment, if it weren't for the mist that the woman had turned into and appeared and blocked most of the sword light for him, I was afraid that he would still have to disappear

It was too late, but everything happened in an instant, and with a muffled grunt, the man stepped into the passage and disappeared without delay, leaving only a shattered sky behind him that was crumbling

Seeing all this happening, Ye Wuqiu felt the same way, he had a feeling of escaping death, his heart was pounding, and it wasn't until the man's figure appeared on the sacred mountain that his hanging heart relaxed

"Success?"

Ye Wuqiu asked the third ghost dance beside her with a worried expression, but the third ghost dance at this moment was not very sure, she stared at the sacred mountain, her expression was also a little confused, and she failed to give Ye Wuqiu a clear answer

Seeing this, Ye Wuqiu could only stare at the Divine Mountain hopefully, this was at stake with his life, how could he not be nervous? Besides, he also wanted to see what kind of demeanor this prestigious ancestor was, even if his current state was just a memory of the past of others

But the man standing on the top of the sacred mountain was injured by the incomparable power of the Heavenly Sword after all, and at this moment he was in a very bad state, and he couldn't even maintain his shadow, as soon as he appeared, his body was distorted and about to dissolve