In the dungeon, the sword intent surged, covering the sky and the sun.

Song Guicheng looked down at Zhu Yuan.

Murderous intent was surging in his eyes, and anger was churning.

He raised the sword in his hand and shouted.

"Xizhou Sword Armor!"

"The sword is here!"

Behind him, the eight thousand sword armor souls also raised the sword in their hands and answered loudly at that time.

Rolling sword intent, like rivers and seas, like dragons.

Converge in that moment.

Song Guicheng stepped out, and the sword intent in the sky was like an edict, condensed on his sword edge.

His figure poured out, and the eight thousand sword armor behind him also stepped out.

It's as if time has gone back to the beginning.

He was once again alongside his swordmen.

A smile finally appeared on his angry face.

Eight thousand sword intents gathered together.

Eight thousand figures seemed to overlap.

The eight thousand swords that had been waiting for a long time also turned into one.

With an indomitable momentum, they attacked the candle-yin witch.

And the high aloft Wu Zhu, who claimed to be the apostle of the gods, had fear written on his face at this moment, and his god did not answer his prayers at this time, but only looked at him, overwhelmed by the sword intent in the sky.

……

Rumble!

Sword intent blasted in.

A muffled sound erupted in the dungeon, and the entire dungeon began to tremble.

Dust was kicked up in the sky and enveloped everything around us.

Chu Qingxiao and the others shook for a while, and they fell to the ground under the violent trembling of the earth.

After a while, the trembling of the dungeon calmed down, and everyone got up in embarrassment.

But they didn't care about the dust on their clothes, and they all looked at them nervously.

The dust that had been raised there had not yet cleared, and the people could not see what was in it.

But they all understood that this result was a matter of life and death for them, and everyone held their breath, trying to see the outcome of this big battle.

It wasn't a long time, but it was an extremely difficult time for everyone.

In the dust that is gradually dissipating.

A figure slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

It was a man, he was half-kneeling on the ground, the sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, the blade was full of cracks, and blood was dripping down the hilt of the hand holding the sword.

It's Song Guicheng!

Behind him, the soul of the eight thousand Xizhou sword armor stood, his spirit seemed to have been greatly consumed in this battle, the aura around his body was weak, and the already vague body became more and more transparent, and it seemed to have reached the verge of dissipation.

"Win...... Win? Wang Che's voice sounded, and he still asked with some uncertainty.

The strength shown by Zhu Yuan has far exceeded the cognition of everyone present, and for everyone, such an opponent is almost equivalent to a god-like existence.

When this impossible thing happened in everyone's subconscious, a sense of unreality as if they were in a dream spread to their faces.

"Win." Chu Qingxiao replied at this time.

Where Song returned to the city to stand, there was no trace of Zhu Yuan.

That invincible Candle Yin Witch Wish had probably been wiped out in one sword with all the strength of the eight thousand sword armor.

At this point, everyone finally reacted.

Their faces were beaming with joy.

"We survived...... someone said in a loud voice, with tears in his voice.

Some people cried with joy and hugged each other.

Even Chu Yueshan and Sun Kuan, who had never dealt with each other, grabbed each other's arms at this time, and their faces were happy.

Chu Qingxiao looked at the corners of the smile on the corner of his mouth when he looked at the excited people, and the heart that had been hanging since he discovered the existence of the candle yin finally settled at this time.

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and his heart was filled with a lightness that he had never felt before.

And Chu Zhaozhao on the side finally came back to her senses, there was no joy on her face, just a slightly numb expression swept over the people present, she looked at the real smile on their faces, the joy from the heart.

But there was a surging sadness in my heart.

Chu Qingxiao ......" she looked at the young man beside her.

Hearing this, Chu Qingxiao turned his head to look at Chu Zhaozhao, and he didn't doubt that he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You have to ...... Say goodbye to them......" Chu Zhaozhao lowered his voice, lowered his head, and said sullenly.

"Huh?" Chu Qingxiao didn't hear what she was talking about, and was about to ask.

Rumble!

But at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly broke out in the dungeon.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and the minds that had just been put down tightened again at this moment.

They looked up in the direction where the sound came from, and saw that above the underground palace above their heads, the twelve huge bronze pillars suddenly began to tremble, and the black qi dense in the deep pit of the underground palace seemed to be pulled by something, and they rushed into the twelve bronze pillars respectively.

At the same time, one after another figures suddenly appeared on the edge of the circular ground of the underground palace, and they stood around the underground palace at the edge of the deep pit, staring coldly at the people who were sticking out of the deep pit.

It was the people of Wuling City who had been following everyone to this place before......

"This ...... What's going on here? Wang Dagui asked loudly with a pale face.

But the crowd, also frightened by the change, was apparently unable to answer his question.

The trembling of the twelve bronze pillars became more and more intense, and the black qi that they had absorbed continued to spread along the bottom of their pillar bodies, surging towards the top of the bronze pillars.

Then, the top explosions of the twelve bronze pillars all erupted at the same time with a black light, and that black light surged towards the center that was circular around them.

Twelve black rays of light collided, and the black aura suddenly surged there.

A terrifying will enveloped the entire dungeon at this moment.

Everyone's faces became more and more pale, but this time, it was not because of the abnormality in front of them, but because of the coercion brought by the will that suddenly swept away.

That coercion made everyone feel a kind of fear from the soul.

They almost have the urge to bow and worship, as if the master of that will is the master of all things.

That awe and fear are engraved in their souls.

When he comes, you don't need to see him for what he is or know by name.

Your soul has already taken the lead and expressed surrender.

This fear overshadowed everything, making everyone's bodies tremble and sweat dripping their foreheads.

Song Guicheng stood up with difficulty, he looked up at the black qi surging at the top of the underground palace in disbelief, his pupils dilated, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Candlestick ......"

"It's candlestick ......"

"He's really resurrected......"

The people who heard this also looked shocked.

Candle Yin, the legendary god of eternal night, his followers are already so powerful and cruel, what will happen to everyone when his throne comes?

It's a question that makes everyone feel creepy just thinking about it.

"Nope."

"Commander Song, that's not right."

"The eternal night never withers, but sleeps."

"Nor is he resurrected, but ...... Coming again. ”

A familiar voice suddenly came from Song Guicheng's side.

Everyone looked sideways, only to see that the billowing black qi gathered, a familiar face appeared in the black qi, and his body also condensed after a few breaths.

It's Zhu Yuan!

With a smile on his face, he said, "Commander Song did what he said, and you killed me the second time." ”

"But you seem to have forgotten what this place is."

"In the realm of eternal night, the spirit lives forever."

"My God has raised me up to continue my mission."

Song Guicheng's face was ugly, he stood up straight, clenched the sword in his hand with one hand, and tried to urge the little strength left in his body to attack again.

But such intentions were understood by Zhu Yuan early.

"Commander Song, I advise you not to resist senselessly."

"Look at the swords and armor behind you, because of you, they have consumed the little soul power that is left, and now they are at the end of their crossbows."

"In my life, I fought bloodily for your righteousness, and when I died, I was pulled out by you, and I ended up in a distraught end."

"Commander Song is really benevolent!"

Zhu Yuan said so, using a contemptuous tone, he was very close to stimulating Song Guicheng in front of him.

Song Guicheng turned his head and looked at the sword armor behind him, the sword armor spirit had become almost transparent, and the sword body holding the sword in his hand was also densely cracked, as Zhu Yuan said, they had reached the point of despair......

A sense of powerlessness filled Song Guicheng's mind at that moment.

……

The black qi above their heads was still surging, and the people of Wuling, who were standing in the dungeon and besieging the city, also showed pious faces, they stretched out their hands towards the huge black qi, and shouted in their mouths: "God of Eternal Night, Wing Cover Frost Sky!" ”

Wisps of black qi overflowed from their bodies, and they also surged into the black qi at this time.

The black qi that received this power surged more and more violently.

And in this surging process, a part of the black gas began to converge and gather inward, and then gradually condensed.

A black, scaly, fanged head slowly sighed from the black air.

That's the head of a black dragon!

That's the true nature of the candle shade god.

His scarlet eyes opened, and the cold aura spread out like a tide.

He lowered his head and looked at the people below him, and just one glance made everyone tremble.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The moment when the black dragon's head skull appeared.

Chu Qingxiao's heartbeat suddenly became violent.

He could clearly hear the roar of his own heartbeat.

Cold sweat covered his forehead in an instant, and the pain that pierced his heart came from his chest at this time.

The sudden sharp pain made him almost faint in an instant, he gritted his teeth and looked at his chest, through his clothes, he was horrified to find that around the peach blossom mark on his chest, the raised black blood vessels seemed to be activated by some force, they began to squirm, and began to spread towards the place where the heart was.

And the peach blossom mark, as if powerless to stop all this, the hot color dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the head of the god above his head looked down at everyone, and his scarlet gaze swept over everyone's bodies one by one, and finally landed on Chu Qingxiao's body.

At that moment, his eyes were bloodshot.

I only heard him speak in that voice full of supreme majesty.

"Take it ......"

"Give Me !!"