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- The tragic death of the two saints of the ancient clan who exorcised corpses shocked countless people to their wits. ¡Ì
Saint Shiva's face also became quite pale. He never expected that after Xuanji Sword Saint came back to life, he would become so tyrannical, even more powerful than at his peak.
Saint Shiva glanced in the direction of Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji, and shouted coldly: "Run away."
The half-saints of the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan immediately used their body skills to escape far away, rushing out of the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, scattering in all directions and flying in all directions.
Lord Shiva did not escape.
When Sword Master Xuanji powerfully killed Saint Dong Dong and Saint Zixu, she knew that Sword Master Xuanji was very determined and could not let her escape.
The more she tries to escape, the faster she dies.
Rather than doing this, it is better to fight with all your strength, maybe there is still some hope.
Saint Shiva can control the soul-capturing holy jar, so he naturally has a very high status among the ancient ghost-raising clan, and he is also a very powerful figure among the saints in the entire Kunlun world.
"The Ghost King's Formation."
A huge black vortex condensed above the head of Saint Shiva.
The Soul Capturing Holy Jar is located in the center of the vortex, slowly rotating, setting off a violent hurricane. Thousands of ghosts flew rapidly in the whirlpool, making piercing screams.
Among them, the shadows of the four ghost kings are the largest, more than ten feet high, like four giants standing in the four directions of the whirlpool.
The Ghost King Formation gathers the power of four ghost kings and thousands of ghosts. As it spins rapidly, the power released becomes more and more powerful.
Xuanji Sword Master stood in mid-air, looking calm and calm. He glanced at Sage Shiva and said: "Five hundred years ago, Feng Shiva from the ancient ghost-raising clan was also a beauty that the younger generation of geniuses were vying for. Five hundred years ago, When I meet you again a hundred years later, I realize that the beauty of the past has become so old."
Saint Shiva touched his wrinkled face, smiled, and said: "I remember that at that time, you were always fighting swords with Jiuyou. Either you won or he won. I thought that you The two of them only had swords in their hearts, but they didn¡¯t expect that you would actually remember me at that time.¡±
Sword Saint Xuanji and Saint Shiva are monks of the same generation, and they are both outstanding heroes. When they were young, they were hot-blooded and beautiful. They would always attend some grand events, so they had met several times.
One person is resurrected from the dead, and the other person is dying.
" Although the two of them are facing each other in life and death, they can still talk about the past when they were young. I am afraid that only a saint can do this.
The two of them said no more, as the two huge forces of holy power had already reached their peak.
The pair of dry arms of Saint Shiva slowly pushed forward, and the Soul Capturing Holy Jar suddenly trembled, mobilizing the ghost king's formation to crush the Xuanji Sword Saint.
Xuanji Sword Master still stood where he was, looking extremely calm.
Until the Ghost King's formation arrived in front of him, his body turned into a lightsaber, bursting out with indestructible power, and flew out with a whoosh, penetrating the formation.
Even the four ghost kings were all penetrated by the sword energy in an instant and turned into four groups of ghost energy.
"Pfft!"
The white lightsaber penetrated the holy body of Shiva.
Saint Shiva trembled all over, his old eyes became lifeless, and he murmured to himself: "You have actually reached that state"
The next moment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Saint Shiva's mouth.
She was still standing on the shore of the magma ocean, motionless, and the breath of life on her body had completely disappeared.
A gust of wind blew past her, and her body turned into grains of sand and flew out. In the end, only a white skeleton was left, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
Xuanji Sword Master fell to the ground lightly, looking calm and indifferent to everyone. He stretched out a hand, and the soul-stirring holy jar hanging in the sky fell into the palm of his hand.
He stared at the white bones not far away and sighed softly: "A beauty is buried in vain with withered bones, and a life of glory returns to dust. In five hundred years, how many lives are passing away? How many beautiful things have completely disappeared? What about life and death?" What is the true meaning of?¡±
After resurrecting from the dead, Xuanji Sword Master¡¯s state of mind has been sublimated.
In the past, he had been pursuing kendo, and his lifelong wish was to reach the pinnacle of kendo. Now, he wants to pursue the true meaning of life even more.
He looked at the fleeing Half-Saints and shook his head gently, but did not continue to take action.
Xuanji Sword Master¡¯s powerful methods frightened all the monks hiding in the dark, and no one dared to attack the magma ocean anymore.The disaster was the most terrible, even the gods all fell. Even the rules of heaven and earth have been thrown into chaos, and until now, no one can become a god.
Xuanji Sword Master said: "Maybe, maybe not. However, we must prepare for the best and worst, otherwise, we will definitely be caught off guard."
Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time and said: "In that case, I will tell Han Xue that if she agrees, let her accompany the master to the depths of the underworld."
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An hour later, Zhang Ruochen, Han Xue, and Xuanji Sword Master appeared at the entrance of Ghost Valley.
Han Xue was carrying the Void Sword and stood beside Xuanji Sword Master. With a pair of clear eyes, she stared at Zhang Ruochen opposite, looking like she was crying but not crying, and said: "Master, I will try my best to follow you." Master Shigong is learning swordsmanship. Although the depths of the underworld are dangerous, I am not afraid." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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