Chu Qingxiao could feel that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

His body was dripping with blood, and every breath of past was so difficult for him.

He had to use all his strength to support himself, even if it was only for a moment.

As soon as the breath in his chest was released, the next moment he might no longer be able to support his body, which was already on the verge of collapse.

The candle dragon obviously realized that Chu Qingxiao had reached the end of his crossbow, and his scarlet eyes flashed with excitement.

After thousands of years of waiting, he finally has to fulfill his long-cherished wish at this time.

With the blood of the gods, he can break free from the shackles of his soul and take a crucial step towards reclaiming his divine throne.

Thinking of this, the light in the candle dragon's eyes was even worse, and the black qi around him became more and more turbulent, which had faintly suppressed the evil qi inspired by Chu Qingxiao.

Burst.

Chu Qingxiao, who was under a sharp increase in pressure, spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his figure began to shake, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Chu Qingxiao showed a wry smile on his face.

After all, he still thought of a god as too simple.

Even if that god is already weak to the extreme, it is still an unshakable existence for a mortal like him.

It's like if you give an ant on the ground a sword that is enough to kill a human, but the ant can't lift the sword with all his might.

Chu Qingxiao is the ant, and the divine blood in his body that is constantly destroying his internal organs is the sword.

He felt his eyelids grow heavier, and they kept sinking until they were about to close.

Bite.

A clear sword roar suddenly rang out.

It was like a rooster singing like a crisp crow, which made Chu Qingxiao's body tremble, and the will that was about to disperse was condensed at that moment.

"Stinky boy! If you want to be a hero, show some heroic spirit, don't give up halfway! ”

"That's the face of my Song Guicheng!"

Song Guicheng's voice sounded at this moment.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, but he saw that Song Guicheng had come to his side at some point.

In his hand, the sword called Breaking Array was stretched out by him, and the majestic sword intent overflowed from the sword body, blasting into the surging black qi in front of him, although it still couldn't compete with the huge evil qi summoned by the candle dragon, but it reduced the pressure on Chu Qingxiao a lot.

"Commander Song...... Why are you back......" Chu Qingxiao came back to his senses, and he asked in surprise.

Song Guicheng glanced at him, and said angrily: "I'm not coming back, can you handle it?" ”

Chu Qingxiao was speechless for a while.

But fortunately, Song Guicheng did not let Chu Qingxiao's silence last too long, and he immediately said: "Do you see the eyes of this black snake? ”

Chu Qingxiao nodded, but he didn't understand what Song Guicheng was going to do.

"This guy is covered in scales, and he looks easier to bully there."

"Later, we will work together to press this black qi back, and I will find a chance to see if I can hurt him, and you remember to cooperate with me at that time to beat this guy back into his coffin."

When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he looked at Song Guicheng, and only then did he realize that above Song Guicheng's body, there were phantoms overlapping with it, and it was those Xizhou sword armor souls that were condensed in his spirit.

Chu Qingxiao's eyes suddenly turned a little red, and he understood very well what it meant for the revenant soul of the sword armor to return to the Eternal Night Realm again......

Regardless of whether they were able to defeat the gods in front of him in the end, he no longer had the divine power to dispel the candle yin aura contaminated in the eternal night realm for the sword armor, and his physical body could not support him to use the candle yin divine blood to gather the scattered souls......

"Don't make a sissy appearance for Lao Tzu there, and don't drag your feet when it's really time to do it!"

"Otherwise, I and your big brothers won't let you go when we die!" Song Guicheng pretended to speak softly.

But as soon as the voice fell, his face changed again, and he cursed a dirty word: "Uncle, I almost forgot, we are fucking dead!" ”

After saying this, his breath condensed, and he said: "Stinky boy, use the strength to eat!" ”

Chu Qingxiao didn't dare to slack off, he endured the severe pain when he heard this, and once he urged the divine blood in his body, the rolling black qi gushed out at that moment.

And Song Guicheng also stared at each other, and the sword intent in his body rushed out at that moment.

The decline that has been stabilized by the candle dragon has been alleviated at this time.

The black qi gushing out of Chu Qingxiao's body continued to surge forward, pressing towards the candle dragon.

……

The candle dragon's scarlet eyes shone with an eerie glow.

The black qi in the sky opened in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see Chu Qingxiao's figure, but he could feel that the other party's breath was weaker than a breath under his own coercion.

According to this trend, there will be no more than ten breaths of time, and the mortal will die because he can't withstand the power of the divine blood that runs rampant in his body.

And he can finally get his wish and get the Candle Yin Divine Blood that belongs to him.

Everything went smoothly.

But just when he was about to taste the fruits of victory, the mortal suddenly surged out another force for some reason, and actually pressed the evil qi back.

Candle Dragon's patience was almost exhausted, he had waited for this moment for too long, and he was already a little impatient.

The scarlet light in his eyes became more and more dazzling, and the evil qi around his body gushed out even more violently, and he wanted to use this sudden increase in power to completely crush the mortal.

Zheng!

Just as he was accumulating his strength and preparing to give Chu Qingxiao a fatal blow, in the boiling evil qi in front of him, a clear sword roar suddenly came from the black qi.

The candle dragon's eyes were bloody, but at this moment, a figure in the black qi broke through the evil barrier and killed.

It was a very small figure.

But the whole body was filled with majestic sword intent, sharp and pure.

He faintly sensed danger, and black tentacles around his head suddenly stretched out, trying to stop the figure.

But the speed of the figure wrapped in sword intent was amazingly fast, and the sword intent around him was extremely sharp, cutting off several attacking tentacles, and in the roar of the candle dragon, the figure had already come to the candle yin.

He stepped on the head of the candle dragon's head, and with a slight click, his figure jumped high, and then fell sharply, the long sword in his hand turned into a sharp blade, and took the huge right eye of the candle dragon.

"You dare!" Realizing the other party's purpose, Candle Yin let out a roar, and the entire Eternal Night Realm began to tremble violently.

Countless black tentacles poured out from the cracks in his scale armor and stopped in front of Song Guicheng, and the majestic black qi used to fight against Chu Qingxiao was also mobilized by him at this time, surging towards Song Guicheng.

That kind of evil qi that originated from the most primordial source in the god's body possessed extremely terrifying power.

Without a body like Chu Qingxiao that had absorbed the blood of the gods, it was difficult for ordinary creatures to compete at all.

Even Song Guicheng is no exception.

But in the face of the terrifying black qi that was rolling in front of him, Song Guicheng had no intention of retreating.

As soon as his eyebrows sank, dozens of illusory images of sword armor appeared from his body, and those sword armor did not hesitate at all, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly stretched out, blasting towards the black qi in front of him.

Bang.

With a soft sound.

The long swords in the hands of the swordsmen shattered, and the spirit body also shattered in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword and armor souls completely disappeared.

But thanks to this, the majestic black qi in front of him also decreased by a few points in an instant, and the sword blade in Song Guicheng's hand took advantage of the situation and handed it forward an inch.

The candle dragon's scarlet pupils flashed with a terrifying look.

He finally saw the purpose of this small mortal in front of him......

They wanted to use their souls to shatter the evil qi with their spirits at the cost of destroying their souls, so as to hurt his divine body.

This is the most stupid thing to do, like a tiny ant trying to go forward and hurt an elephant with the lives of its companions.

The power of ants can be small.

But this will not to be afraid of death is enough to make the gods tremble.

"Hubris!!

The candle dragon let out a roar of rage, and more evil qi rushed in.

But Song Guicheng still had a cold face.

One after another sword and armor heroes poured out around him, and they used their spirits to rush into those evil qi again and again.

The candle shade became more and more angry, and the surging black qi became more and more intense.

From the beginning, dozens of sword and armor souls could make Song Guicheng's sword advance a little, but later, it took hundreds, or even hundreds of sword and armor souls, to pay the price of scattering their souls before they could do it.

Song Guicheng's sword blade, between the pupils of the candle dragon, was only a few feet away, but it was like a huge moat, and countless souls were needed to fill this ravine.

The number of sword armor souls attached to Song Guicheng's body became thinner and thinner, and the sword intent that permeated his body became more and more turbulent.

It was the result of the dead sword armor soul transmitting all of its sword intent to Song Guicheng's body before it was annihilated.

It was the sword intent of the revenants, and it was also their will.

Song Guicheng's body began to tremble, and his eyes began to redden.

He held the sword in his hand and pushed it to the extreme.

He will be worthy of their sacrifice, and he will send this will, along with the sword in his hand, into the eye socket of the gods.

Let this high god, feel the wrath of mortals, and shake the heavens and the earth as well.

His mouth began to roar, and the swords and armor on his body slashed out one after another.

One after another, the black qi was shattered, and the souls of the swords and armors were scattered.

Bang.

With a soft sound, the soul of the last sword armor was annihilated, and the evil qi that lay between the gods and Song Guicheng also completely dissipated.

Song Guicheng's eyes were red, and the murderous intent around him was surging.

He looked at the scarlet eyeballs that were close at hand, and all the anger poured out at this moment.

The furious sword intent from the eight thousand sword armor was urged by him at this moment, and he was about to condense it on his sword blade and blast it towards the gods in front of him.

But at this moment, there was a smile in the huge eyes of the candle dragon.

Song Guicheng's heart trembled, and he realized that something was wrong.

But before he could figure out what he had missed, a black tentacle suddenly appeared, between him and his eyeball.

This black tentacle was obviously not enough to stop Song Guicheng, who was carrying such a vast sword intent.

But above the black tentacles, there was a frightened figure on his face.

It's Zhu Yuan!

This witch wish, who regarded the candle yin as a faith, was pulled out by his god at the last moment and blocked in front of the god.

The berserk sword intent exploded into Zhu Yuan's body at this time.

Zhu Yuan let out a painful wail, and his body was shattered by the sword intent in the sky in just an instant.

But it was this momentary stagnation that was enough for the candle dragon to urge a sinister aura and stop in front of Song Guicheng again.

The blade of the sword touched the evil qi, and the long sword called the broken array suddenly shattered, and at the same time, the rolling evil qi also poured into Song Guicheng's body at this time, and his spiritual spirit was blurred and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye under the erosion of the evil qi, and then tended to dissipate.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Song Guicheng's mouth.

He was a little helpless.

He was just a little short of it, and he could do it.

But it's just that little bit.

Jinni......

Is it really that invincible?

He was unwilling, but he couldn't do anything.

He closed his eyes in despair, accepted the fate of defeat, and let the evil qi roll in his spirit......

……

Zheng!

But at this moment, there was a crisp sword sound in his ears.

His heart was shocked, and the spirit that had reached the verge of dissipation suddenly opened his eyes.

The goal is a rusty sword.

It looks so shabby.

The rust on the sword covered almost half of the sword.

Unwashed blood scabs and dirt were faintly visible on it.

In his sword body, there is no powerful sword spirit hidden, and there is no soul of some powerful person.

It was just an ordinary sword.

Ordinary to the point that the rusty sword body seemed to be about to break at any time.

Song Guicheng felt that this sword was a little familiar.

He's seen it somewhere......

It was the rusty sword that fell in the cracks of the rubble of the ruins of Wuling City.

It's the sword that Chu Yueshan wanted to pick up, but couldn't pick it up.

And at the moment, the person holding it is a young girl.

She was surging with a meager but pure sword intent, and the rusty sword trembled lightly under the sword intent, like a musician with unfamiliar skills using his own unpopular skills, trying to respond to the sound of a mountain stream......

Clumsy, but determined.

Be......

Watching the sword and cultivating the mind.

After all, she still chose to stimulate the sword intent she had cultivated for more than ten years......

She rushed to Song Guicheng and stretched out her hand to the other party, her eyes anxious, but also resolute.

Song Guicheng only reacted for a moment.

At that moment, the fighting spirit was lifted again, and he stretched out his hand towards the other party, and the sword intent that had condensed the power of eight thousand sword armor in his body poured out of his spirit at this time, heading towards the girl's body.

And then.

Before the spirit was gone, he used the last of his strength to point his sword at the girl.

"Please."

"The god in front of you and that stinky boy ......"

"Both."

After saying this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and his spirit turned into particles of light and disappeared between heaven and earth......