In the face of Liu Xian's breakthrough again, many evil mages behind Xia Wei changed their complexions.

What's more, his thighs trembled, and cold sweat broke out, wetting his back.

These people have made breakthroughs by tricks, surpassing the hundreds of years of cultivation achievements of ordinary monks in just over a decade, and they are naturally inferior to normal cultivators in terms of mental nature.

Just like those young Heroic Spirit Summoners, although they have the power to destroy the world, their minds are no different from ordinary hot-blooded young people, and they don't care about anything when they are hot-blooded.

Only Xia Wei, an outlier who crawled out of the abyss of resentment and pain, even at the moment of life and death, she was not afraid or thoughtless.

At this moment, Xia Wei already smelled the breath of death.

Although she is the leader of many evil mages and sacrifices the most heroic spirit power to the legendary Dao Ancestor, her strength is still in the realm of transforming gods, which is still two small realms worse than the current Liu Xian.

But this ice queen in the eyes of everyone smiled for the first time.

"Very well, you really didn't disappoint me."

Xia Wei's eyes were filled with black light, occupying all the colors in her eye sockets in the blink of an eye.

"Only this kind of strength can help me reach a higher level."

"Or, kill me!"

A white-gold line appeared on her eyebrows, and a transparent card flew out with a whizz, which instantly tore through the space blockade laid by Liu Xian, and then an even grander force suddenly descended.

Many evil mages looked happy, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"It's the power of Dao Ancestor!"

A crack appeared uncontrollably in the center of their eyebrows, and transparent cards continued to fly out, converging in the power summoned by Xia Wei in mid-air.

Each transparent card represents a permission.

Together, these powers were able to summon the Dao Ancestor who was said to have given them the power to practice.

With the blessing of this power, Xia Wei ascended to the heavenly dome step by step, and the space continued to tremble and mutate, and the laws between heaven and earth were at her disposal.

At this moment, she is almost a Void Xuanzun.

Even Liu Xian, who was at the peak of the god transformation, had to be restrained in front of her, and the power of the law was completely suppressed.

Liu Xian looked at Xia Wei like a god, feeling that his strength was constantly decaying.

The power of the Heroic Spirit comes from the Heavenly Dao.

If the Heavenly Dao allows, the Heroic Spirit will be able to freely exert its extraordinary power under the seal of the Peerless Heaven and Earth Channel.

But if even the Heavenly Dao is suppressed, then how much of his own strength can be exerted.

Liu Xian knew that his strength was now his limit.

The Heroic Spirit entrusts the Heavenly Dao, although it has the ability of immortality and immortality, but the upper limit has long been locked.

But how could he easily admit defeat.

His body was constantly glowing, his mana turned into fuel like carbon fire, and a bright primordial god like the sun was born, illuminating the void for thousands of miles.

"The heroic souls of the world are like carp crossing the river, even if all memories are erased today, sooner or later, someone will still come to fulfill my last wish!"

Liu Busy's Yuan Shen came head-on.

Collide with Xia Wei.

The violent spatial fluctuations turned into invisible winds, tearing everything visible into pieces.

At the same time, the many Heroic Spirit Summoners who had finally finished removing the toxins from their bodies were struggling when they saw the boss desperately on their heads.

"Don't let down the Boss's sacrifice."

"Let's go!"

Just when Liu Busy decided to fight hard, the order to retreat had already been sent to them.

"If you want to go, the boss treats me like a brother, even if he dies at this time, I will be by his side."

"I have been living for 20 years, and although I die today, I have no regrets."

"Ah Wu, let's go, Xiaohuan is still waiting for you at home."

A relieved smile appeared on the face of a young summoner, his hands spread out, and a huge phantom rose up behind him.

It was an old man with a white beard, his eyes cloudy, and he seemed to be a little confused.

At this moment, he sighed, and then melted into the young man's body.

The next moment.

The aura of youth rose rapidly, and an ancient aura permeated with it.

This young man actually took the initiative to give up his own personality and took the initiative to accept the memories of the heroic spirit in his body, allowing the heroic spirit to take the lead.

This meant that he himself had made himself the perfect shell for the Heroic Spirit's dwelling.

As a result, the power of the Heroic Spirit is reviving dramatically.

"Fellow Daoist, Lao Dao is here to help you!"

The young man's voice came out of his mouth, and his body quickly changed to the appearance of a heroic spirit in his body.

"Sixth brother!"

A young summoner saw the young summoner become a stranger in front of his eyes, and his tiger eyes were full of tears, and he shouted loudly:

"At the beginning, everyone said that they would live together and die together!"

"My Wu Kui is not a bad seed!"

A lifelike Heroic Ghost Phantom also emerged behind him.

This is the last killer move they have researched - the resurrection of the Heroic Spirit.

If, at the last moment, their power is not able to fight the enemy, then let the Heroic Spirit become the dominant body of the body, let the Heroic Spirit's power fully recover, and save the world in their place.

Even then, their own consciousness will cease to exist.

But some things are more important than life.

Of the thirteen Heroic Spirit Summoners brought by Liu Xian, none of them hesitated this time, and all of them let the ancient Heroic Spirits replace them.

The righteousness of the young man is the simplest, and a promise is worth a thousand gold.

Liu Xian was cracked in his teeth, and the burning Yuan Shen light was even worse.

During his 12 years abroad, he and many brothers went through many hardships before he had a commitment to live and die together.

In order to help him realize his ideals, everyone left his hometown without hesitation and came to the New Year.

But they hadn't even seen what Danian looked like, and they had lost their sense of self for him the day after they set foot on this continent.

This moment.

On the contrary, Liu Xian wanted to go with the brothers.

But his spiritual will was completely integrated with Venerable Star Luo, regardless of each other, and even most of the emotions were dominated by him.

The living suffer more than the dead.

for they will have to endure the portion of the dead.

"Ah!!h

Liu Xian was scattered all over the place, and the black and white chess pieces turned into killing moves, pouring out to Xia Wei as if they didn't want money.

Brilliant fireworks erupted in the air.

The other Heroic Spirits were also not to be outdone, all kinds of killing moves condensed, and the power of the law was turbulent, from the sky to the ground, countless buildings were reduced to ruins, and the power was even more powerful than the strongest modern firepower.

But the gap in the realm is by no means something that can be made up by quantity.

Liu is busy burning himself again and again, destroying, and reborn, and his memory is like chalk written on the blackboard, turning into flying scraps.

However, he was horrified to find out.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, all the memories that have been erased come from Venerable Star Luo.

Venerable Star Luo's memories are getting less and less.

The memory that belongs to Liu Busy is becoming more and more profound.

And so his pain became more and more profound.

"This is the power of the Dao Venerable, and there is a Dao Venerable standing behind the opposite side!"

An ancient heroic spirit reunited its body, and looked at Xia Wei, who was still at ease in the face of more than a dozen late stage of the god transformation and the peak of the god transformation spirit, and her face was extremely heavy.

"If we continue to fight, we will only consume more Heavenly Dao power, and other than that, our sacrifice is meaningless."

"Only by waiting for all Xuanzun to wake up, and when the Dao Monarch descends to the glory, will we have the strength to fight."

"Let's go!"

The Ancient Heroic Spirit made a quick decision.

The sacrifice of the teenagers woke them up, but it was not a reason for them to make unnecessary sacrifices.

After accompanying Liu Xian to die in battle, many ancient heroic spirits made a wise choice.

And Liu Xian saw that many heroic spirits chose to leave unanimously, and the pain in his heart was even worse.

This meant that the sacrifices made for him by his brethren were also meaningless.

They had made promises to heaven and earth.

No one listened.

His battle stopped abruptly.

It was still Xia Wei who controlled the power of the law to slash around him, making his primordial spirit dim.

Xia Wei didn't look at him, and chased after the other heroic spirits.

This is the bait laid by the owner.

As long as he lives, there will be a steady stream of Heroic Spirits as her tribute.

Just like today.

In just twelve years, he had brought back thirteen fully awakened ancient Heroic Spirits.

Liu Busy didn't make any moves.

At this moment, he only felt extremely tired and empty, as if all his efforts had made things worse.

Good for a while.

He looked at the mages who were about to move.

Just let him have his last glory and do something for the world.

The dawn is coming.

A grand slaughter quietly bloomed.

……

"Poor hot-blooded manga protagonist."

Yu Xian watched Xia Wei capture the thirteen ancient heroic spirits one by one, and use the power of his Dao Zun to seal and imprison them, turning them into good leeks that can grow on their own without fertilization.

It is in stark contrast to Liu Busy, who is merciless to the evil mage on the side and has one to kill one by one.

It looks like a match.

It's a win-win.

Over time, these evil mages had become a burden to waste the power of his Dao Venerable.

Now that he has been dealt with by Liu Busy, he has just withdrawn the power of those Dao Venerables, and he can also warn other evil mages that the contradiction between them and the Heroic Spirit Summoner cannot be alleviated, and only by following the great Dao Ancestor, that is, he can have a glorious future.

By the way, motivate them to stop thinking about picking up leftovers after others all day.

Only by taking the initiative and capturing those unfully awakened Heroic Summoners as their own sacrifices can they keep up with this new era of rapid change.

Then, Yu Xian saw Liu Xian lying exhausted in the ruins, and was secretly picked up by the little princess of the empire who backstabbed him.

It was as if he saw the gears of fate clattering and turning.

A new love-hate relationship is staged again.

"But like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, this guy seems to have something."

Yu Xian knew that the Heroic Spirit could continue to recover.

But Liu Xian recovered a little quickly.

Although the protagonist is definitely a little different from ordinary people.

But in this kind of world that is manipulated behind the scenes, the protagonist is a puppet or something.

Liu Xian is the object of the convergence of the calamity, but the huge Peerless Heaven Realm is by no means the only protagonist who has been chosen by the world, and the real destiny is not so easy to be born.

But after setbacks again and again, this guy seems to have really become the protagonist.

"I smell conspiracy."

"Could it be that in addition to me and Lingtian Daojun, there is a third chess player in the Peerless Heaven Realm?"

Yu Xian trusts his instincts.

At his level, there is no difference between so-called intuition and the revelation of fate.

Yu Xian glanced up at the sky.

"It's a big deal to run home, it's important that I eat first, and I don't want it if I don't want it."

……

Next.

Yu Xian's thoughts moved slightly.

Xia Wei's side had already prepared the sacrificial ceremony.

In fact, there is no ritual, it is to communicate with him through some kind of password he set up in advance, he descends a wisp of consciousness, harvests the heroic spirit, and throws the power to the human world to digest, an alternative version of devouring the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

This sacrificial distance is the distance he senses.

In terms of his realm, in the entire Peerless Realm, sacrificing and praying to him can attract his attention.

It reminded him of the spiritual light.

In the void universe, as long as you see the light of the spirit world and communicate with it, you can be led by the rainbow light.

Compared with the spirit world, he is a younger brother at this level.

Because it was the first time to enjoy the fully awakened ancient heroic spirit, Yu Xian directly descended on the distraction this time.

A prison with a single room.

Many ancient heroic spirits were sealed by the power of Dao Venerable, almost no different from mortals.

Xia Wei recited the mantra, and the rest of her idle distractions followed her like a shadow, devouring the power of the heroic spirits distributed in the cell.

Each of the thirteen complete ancient heroic spirits provided him with about 10 million cultivation points, and the recovery speed was extremely fast.

At the urging of some will.

Xia Wei walked through the cells of different heroes over and over again.

Hours passed.

The thirteen ancient Heroic Spirits were restored and drained, drained and restored, until the ninth time, their Heroic Spirits' bodies were directly shattered, and they actually died on the spot.

But the next moment.

The ancient Heroic Spirit is resurrected in situ.

It is again a cycle of draining, restoration, shattering, resurrection......

Little by little, the divine light in the eyes of the thirteen ancient heroic spirits became insensitive, and as they continued to be reborn, their memories and spirituality were constantly worn out.

After resurrecting nine times in a row.

Yu Xian decisively stopped devouring their power.

He had a hunch that if he did it again, these ancient heroic spirits would have to sleep forever.

Even if the immortal immortal Heroic Spirit was drained eighty-one times and resurrected nine times in a short period of time, it was a little unbearable.

However, each Heroic Spirit provided him with ninety-nine eighty-one Heavenly Dao powers, which was about 800 million cultivation points.

Thirteen, that is, 10.4 billion, is equivalent to him being an aura thief in the spirit world for half a year.

It doesn't seem much, or even minimal.

After all, it was a gift he had been waiting for for twelve years.

But the account can't be counted that way.

With the passage of time, especially his initiative to promote the activity of evil mages in the world, the aura of war in the Great Year will spread to other continents, and the recovery of Heroic Spirit Summoners will become faster and faster, more and more.

Today there are only thirteen.

In the future there will be one hundred and thirty, one thousand three hundred, thirteen thousand.

And these leeks are all sustainable.

Only by giving them enough time to recover, they can provide another 10.4 billion.

It's just that this time is still to be considered for the time being.

Yu Xian is very satisfied with this small test.

In the past, those Heroic Spirit Summoners who had not fully awakened could provide an average of 108,000 cultivation points a year, which was not as much as he devoured the Peerless Realm aura.

But with the improvement in quantity and quality, his future is fully promising.

He is also not very demanding.

As long as a thousand fully awakened ancient heroic spirits are allowed to suck him for a hundred years, even if he is worth the ticket price.

More is pure earning.

If the Peerless Heaven Realm showed a little weakness at this time, he didn't mind going any further.

Thinking.

Yu Xian's eyes looked through the void and saw Liu Xian, who had already woken up and had dull eyes, and faced Ji Qingqing, who knelt down to him and admitted his mistakes, crying bitterly, he was still expressionless, and it seemed that his heart was dead.

But Yu Xian still saw the calamity that kept converging towards him.

He knew that Liu Xian wanted to die, and the fate of this world would not allow it.

The pawns who have already crossed the river have only one way forward.

"Although it's not authentic to always catch someone to pick wool, it's really fragrant." (End of chapter)