The dark thunder exploded between heaven and earth, and the terrifying destructive power swept directly across it, and everywhere it passed, the shadow soldiers were all shattered.

But when it encountered that golden pillar of light, the dark thunder melted away like a furnace of snow.

On closer inspection, the golden pillar was not composed of pure light, but a kind of purifying fire with an extremely high temperature, capable of burning away all the filth of the world.

After taking the phoenix cockscomb sunflower, the flame of judgment of the seraphim has successfully transformed into the ultimate fire.

The thunder unleashed by Zhu Mo could not withstand the scorching fire of judgment at all.

The thunder is still raging, but only in the golden pillar, it is like a pure land.

Cheng Xiao looked up and saw the graceful figure falling from the sky and falling beside him, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?" You're not ......."

But the voice was abrupt, Cheng Xiao's heart sank, and she stopped talking in time. almost broke the identity of Xue Qinghe again, but fortunately he woke up quickly.

"I passed by and saw that you were in danger, so I couldn't help but take action." Qianyue's face was solemn.

When she learned that the Xingluo army was not led by Zhu Mo on the frontal battlefield, Qian Lingxue began to worry about Cheng Xiao's safety.

After making sure that the battle situation would not be repeated, he hurried over quickly to avoid Cheng Xiao falling into danger.

Cheng Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to say that he had a way to escape at any time, with a shadow exchange, it was a very difficult thing for him to die now.

It's just that seeing Qianrenxue's concerned face, Cheng Xiao still kept her mouth shut in a funny way, so as not to caress her heart.

The thunder in the outside world gradually dissipated, and the entire battlefield was already in shambles, and the shadow army disappeared by nearly half, making the soul power consumption in Cheng Xiao's body extremely exaggerated.

Zhu Mo's figure was also revealed from the thunderous explosion, and he saw that the armor on his body had broken and fallen off, revealing his strong upper body.

His face was a little pale, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that this soul skill was also a great burden on him.

He looked at the six-winged woman who suddenly appeared with a gloomy face, and her red eyes were glowing with a monstrous killing intent.

"A mere soul saint? Want to save people from under me? ”

"There's no one I can't keep yet!" Qian Lingxue's beautiful face was still proud, and her cold voice carried a sense of holiness and domineering that could not be refused.

"Hehe, I'm not ashamed." Zhu Mo sneered, "In that case, let you be a companion on the road today!" ”

After that, Zhu Mo roared angrily, cast his martial soul true body, and turned into a huge ghost cat.

In the state of the martial soul's true body, Zhu Mo's momentum was raised to the extreme.

[Eighth Soul Technique: Nether Demon Thunder!] 】

Between heaven and earth, it suddenly darkened, thunderclouds converged, and the thunder that continued to explode, with a dead breath, condensed out above the sky.

With the blessing of the true body of the martial soul, the power of this time is simply incomparable to the previous one.

The endless dark spherical thunder obscured the sky so dense that the entire Shadow Legion was included in the range of the attack.

Obviously, this time is Zhu Mo's real strength.

Qian Lingxue raised her head, her expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Do you have anything to do?" Cheng Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Qian Ling Xue is only Soul Saint strength now, and Zhu Mo is already an eighty-ninth level Contra Douluo, and the gap is not small.

Even if Qian Ling Xue has the advantage of martial soul, there is no guarantee that she will be able to take down Zhu Mo.

"Do your best!" Qian Lingxue's wrist flicked, and a fierce light began to condense on the long sword.

When Cheng Xiao heard this, she no longer hesitated, and grabbed Qian Lingxue's weak and boneless slender palm.

Immediately, Qian Lingxue was startled, turned her head suddenly, and a burst of panic appeared on her originally dignified cheeks.

The inexplicable feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart, causing a warm current to flow through her body, making her legs a little weak.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's not the first time."

Cheng Xiao once again overlord made a bow and directly pulled Qianyue into his arms.

Qian Lingxue stumbled and threw herself on Cheng Xiao's chest, accidentally, the two of them almost collided with each other's cheeks, and the sweet breath exhaled by Qian Lingxue hit Cheng Xiao's cheeks, making Cheng Xiao's face a little itchy.

Suddenly, Qianyue is Xia Fei's cheeks, red through the roots of her ears.

Before Cheng Xiao could appreciate Qian Lingxue's embarrassment, the soul power of the two was withdrawn, their bodies were weak, and the two were tightly together.

Airplanes!

A ray of light covered the two of them, and the two entered the mysterious state of the martial soul fusion technique for the second time.

Rumble!

The Shadow King's huge figure appeared in the sky, it was a burly figure, dressed in Shadow Armor, holding a black greatsword, dancing in the wind, very powerful, and only a pair of cold eyes with no emotion under the helmet.

The black armor had a terrifying solemnity, but the several light wheels behind him gave him a contradictory but harmonious sense of holiness, like a god.

The moment the Shadow King appeared, all the Shadow Soldiers knelt down in unison.

"Meet the King!"

Zhu Mo's pupils shrank, but then he sneered: "Pretending to be a god and making a ghost is just the martial soul fusion technique of the Soul Saint and the Soul Venerable!" ”

"Give me death!"

Above the sky, the sky was full of dark thunder and thunder suddenly thundered.

Looking at the thunder that covered the sky and blocked the space here, the Shadow King slowly raised his head and raised his black giant sword, and above the blade, a rich dark color was condensed.

Chop!

The Shadow King swung his greatsword suddenly, and the dark light above the blade burst out like a long strip tearing the heavens and the earth, and slammed into the curtain-like thunder in the sky.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the thunder that seemed to destroy everything was like brittle paper, torn apart by force, and the 100-meter gap was like a scar that was difficult to heal.

The sword light did not stop, it flew directly by, and suddenly disappeared under Zhu Mo's frightened gaze.

Then in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhu Mo.

"Roar!"

Zhu Mo roared angrily, and a terrifying burst of soul power erupted from his whole body, wanting to flee frantically, but for some reason, the space around him seemed to be imprisoned, and no matter how he urged it, it was difficult to escape.

Rumble!

The sword light slashed at Zhu Mo's body, and in an instant, there was blood spilled in the sky.

Zhu Mo couldn't maintain the true body of the martial spirit, and fell from the sky, regaining his human form.

On his chest, a sword wound from his left shoulder to his waist and abdomen looked extremely hideous, and the power of darkness and the power of judgment were entangled, constantly eroding the wound.

Zhu Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and vomited out another mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't get out of the water at all, and in a flash, he fled in the direction of Maple Gorge.

"I remember this hatred, Zhu Mo!"

Zhu Mo turned into a black light and swept out.

"Let you go?"

The Shadow King looked up, ready to unleash his second sword.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in the Maple Leaf Gorge and staggered past Zhu Mo.

"Ahhh

Zhu Mo wailed, blood spilled, and one arm was bizarrely broken shoulder to shoulder!

The Shadow King followed the figure and saw a black pronged tiger holding Zhu Mo's severed arm in its mouth, with a fierce face, and that tail turned out to be an evil scorpion tail!

"Dark Demon God Tiger?!"

I'm really sorry, but I was going to add more.

But my body didn't allow it, and I felt quite tired in the afternoon, and at five or six o'clock, I found that I still had a low-grade fever.

I thought that I would be fine with three days of injections, but now I am coughing so much that my lungs are about to cough out, and the fever has not completely subsided.

It's really hard to endure being tortured these days, I don't know how to describe this feeling, living alone, not even having someone to talk to for help, I feel like life is better than death.

I hope you'll forgive me, and I'll definitely add it back when it's completely better.

(End of chapter)