Chapter 441: Listen to the Voice of All Things

Originally, the World Tree was huge, and all that could be felt on the World Tree was the great momentum and the incomparably powerful vitality, but after the Lord of the Netherworld captured the High Priest, especially after the outbreak of the Temple of Darkness, the existence of the World Tree was threatened by Yanzhòng, and the World Tree, which originally went straight to the sky, seemed to have been weakened countless times in this instant, and the crown that was originally incomparably huge and directly inserted into the sky was actually shrinking rapidly, and the size of the entire World Tree seemed to have shrunk by tens of millions of times in an instant, and the big tree with no end in sight became only the size of a mountain peak in an instantAlthough for a tree, such a size can still be said to be shocking, but compared to before, it is a day and a place.

The shape of the World Tree has undergone earth-shaking changes, and at the same time, there is another thing that has happened, that is, the original rich breath of life on the World Tree seems to have disappeared at the same time, and now everyone can clearly feel the heavy and dead air emanating from the World Tree, which seems to indicate that this World Tree, which is above the life span or above the world, is approaching its twilight years at this moment, and this speed seems to be constantly accelerating.

"The vitality on the World Tree is constantly disappearing, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the World Tree will completely wither. Wind Chime's eyes were full of tears, and with her intelligence, she had now completely figured out that the reason why the High Priest fell back into the hands of the Lord of the Netherworld was entirely because of her own misjudgment, and if it weren't for her own mistakes, the High Priest would never have fallen to this step. "Black shades on the World Tree. It is constantly devouring the vitality of the World Tree. And it's fast, and we have to do everything we can to stop it. Wind Chime's heart was full of self-blame, but there was only one thing she could do now, and that was to use her abilities to do her best to assist everyone in the battle.

"How about the teacher, can you sense where the teacher is?" Although the huge impact of the shattering of the dark temple did not blow everyone away, everyone also lost the position of the high priest. All they could see now was the World Tree in the center of the battlefield, and the huge black shadow floating above the World Tree, "Wind Chime, in that dark shadow, can you find the location of the teacher?" The wind simply doesn't know the one in the shadows.

"Give me a moment. "When the wind chimes returned to everyone, Anna used the Healing Ring on the wind chimes. Under the effect of the Healing Ring, the wind chimes can clearly feel that their injuries are constantly recovering, although there is still a distance from healing, but it is no longer difficult to activate their abilities, but to use their abilities to perceive the abilities of the Lord of the Netherworld, the wind chimes still need a period of preparation.

"Concentrate and let go of all the distractions in your mind. The wind chime took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes, and devoted himself to his own ability, the power of death of the Lord of the Netherworld, in essence, far beyond the ability of the wind chime, in the previous battle, the wind chime also clearly knew this, knowing that once his ability and the ability of the Lord of the Netherworld came into contact, even if he had no intention of attacking at all and still had the ability, the Lord of the Netherworld had no way to perceive the existence of his ability, but the breath of death carried by the power of death could corrode himself'Listening to the voice of all things' makes it impossible for me to maintain my ability for a long time. Although it now has the effect of the Healing Ring, the Wind Chime knows that he only has one chance, because now the remaining power of the Wind Chime, coupled with the body that has recovered because of the Healing Ring, is already the limit, and if it fails this time, then after he recovers his ability again, it will be over.

Under the effect of ability, all the existential beings on the battlefield changed into different sounds that appeared in the mind of the wind chime. The first thing the wind chime heard was the voice of his friends, although everyone's voices were full of fighting spirit, but the sound of Xiàn early and a trace of uneasiness was also very obvious. Then what appeared in the wind chime's mind was the voice of the world tree, and now the voice of the world tree was very weak, in the wind chime's mind, the current world tree was like a terminally ill old man, who seemed to be dying at any time. In the end, Wind Chime controlled his ability and invaded the black shadow, that is, the power of the Lord of the Netherworld.

ruin, rage, Death, this is a qiē that the wind chime can hear, the sound of the Netherworld's master's ability, like a sharp knife, pierced into the wind chime's mind, the violent tearing feeling and the weakness of the ability to be corroded and destroyed miè, for a moment it occupied the wind chime's mind, this time the Netherworld Lord tore through the dark temple The energy emitted is obviously higher than the power used in the previous battle, so it was just a contact, the wind chime felt that his ability was disappearing rapidly, and because of the erosion of the power of death, the corner of the wind chime's mouth was also overflowing with a trace of blood。

"Don't give up, look carefully. Feng Chime bit his lip fiercely, using the pain in his body to concentrate his attention, and controlling his remaining ability, he quickly scattered in all directions, concentrating all his attention, trying to find his goal in the shortest possible time. The hard work paid off, and finally before the ability of the wind chime completely dissipated, a very weak voice appeared in the wind chime's mind.

The weak voice was very small, if it weren't for the wind chime's complete concentration, he would almost not be able to hear this sound, because this sound was like a candle in the wind, almost on the verge of disappearing, but above this sound, there was an extremely familiar breath of the wind chime, which was the breath of the high priest's iconic life force and the power of time, although the breath on it was also extremely weak, but the wind chime firmly believed that he had heard it correctly. (To be continued......)