The demon cloud billowed ahead, mammoth and terrifying.

Ah Qi is alone, but in front of the huge wave formed by this devilish energy, he does not flinch.

In front of this overwhelming devilish energy, his figure looked extremely small and vulnerable.

"I can't help myself!"

Seeing him take the initiative to greet him, the huge thread-lifting demon soul couldn't help screaming even more angry.

They were originally one, and Qing Mingling's actions at this time made him feel betrayed from "self", the resentment in his heart turned into endless shadows, and the devilish energy became even stronger.

‘Boom Rumble—’

The magic cloud rolled down, as if the world was about to collapse.

Ah Qi's spirit was under the black clouds, but with a decisive attitude, opened his arms and stopped there, becoming a solid line of defense, blocking the heavenly demon god.

The black cloud covered and fell, and the misty black energy engulfed and engulfed Qing Mingling's figure.

A bright light burst from the figure of the young Aqi, and a black token appeared at the position of his heart.

Large stocks of black energy dissipated from the token, turning into thousands of floating tentacles, forming a net, with the intention of stopping all the devilish energy.

The force of the huge thread-lifting demon soul pressed down, and then sneered:

"idiot!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black energy vibrated, tearing all the tentacles that intercepted him!

Hei Yun greedily absorbed these fragmented tentacles. At the heart of Ah Qi, the body of Qing Ming Ling shattered with the sound of the huge thread-lifting demon soul.

The black token was shattered, and Ah Qi's soul was hit hard, as if the phantom was about to dissipate.

The monstrous demonic energy greedily wrapped the young remnant soul, wanting to incorporate him.

at this time--

"Support me!"

Song Qingxiao resisted the pain caused by power backlash and screamed.

She accumulated a lot of prestige in Qing Ming Ling's heart, and when she shouted at this time, A Qi's soul body and the shattered Qing Ming Ling's body were a subconscious shaking.

The soul body of Ah Qi who was about to collapse, after hearing her words, the instinctive reaction was faster than the remaining consciousness.

An invisible force bound the fragmented black order so that it would not be caught in the storm of the black magic cloud in an instant.

Ah Qi's already pale soul body forcibly supported it, barely clinging to the black cloud, so as not to disappear.

The power of the huge thread-lifting demon soul is very powerful, and it is meaningless to continue to seal this place with power.

"Unblock it."

She yelled faintly.

Uncle Shan and the others, who sat down behind her, were still a little uneasy upon hearing this, and their faces were puzzled.

But the next second, as her voice fell, the whole hall began to shake violently!

‘Oh-’

A majestic and cold wolf howl sounded, followed by a mixture of clear dragons.

The temperature inside the temple dropped sharply, and white frost mist began to emerge on the pillars, the collapsed jade platform, and the fragments of the broken Buddha platform.

The mighty and domineering sword aura soared into the sky, and finally turned into a biting sword light and slashed down.

With the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth, the purple light rushed through the black mist that was condensed by the huge thread-lifting demon soul.

Under the flash of lightning, the wailing demonic energy retreated, and the walking corpse just formed on the ground yelled to avoid it.

In Song Qingxiao's palm, a translucent purple long sword was held in her palm.

Within the long sword, the golden dragon shadow that had been separated from her for eight hundred years swiftly swam, and uttered bursts of clear moans within the sea of ​​knowledge, as if to vent the joy and excitement of reunion with her in her heart.

The ice and snow reappeared, and the temple that was sealed back then finally showed its original appearance.

‘Ticketika——’

Beneath the frost and snow, an incomparably large demon shadow stood in the air in a frozen shape.

Under its feet, the original seal broke through a small hole--this should have been the small hole where Ah Qi escaped after refining itself when it was separated from the body in 800 years.

"Eight hundred years... eight hundred years!"

In the midair, the huge thread-lifting demon soul facing Ah Qi was ecstatic and excited when he saw the seal of Tiandao Temple broke.

He looked fierce and terrible before, but in fact the real body was accused, and even because of the seal, he could not show it at all. He could only exert half of his true power.

Now that the ice and snow appeared and the seal came out, this was the time when he could really get out of trouble.

"Hahahahaha..."

In his wild laughter, the ice layer that had frozen the Demon Soul’s body ‘clicked’ and cracked, and crisscrossed cracks appeared.

The strands of black energy escaped from the cracks, turned into devil energy, and combined with the huge thread-lifting demon soul in the air.

"Woohoo..."

The corpses hanging in the air on the ground trembled and wept bitterly.

The corpse qi and devil qi accumulated in their bodies for many years now turn into supreme nourishment, flowing in along the black thread between them and the huge thread-lifting demon soul.

‘Boom boom boom. ’

The temple that had lost its seal could not withstand this strong demon energy, the ground cracked through layers of cracks, and countless pieces of broken sand and stones rolled into the cracks.

A Qi's shadow became lighter and lighter, and the Qing Ming Ling that was broken into several pieces was repeatedly shattered by this force, and it could not last long.

Song Qingxiao stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhu Tian, ​​feeling the long-lost feeling of strength in detail.

The ice spirit power returned to her body, and the stars turned into haze and penetrated into her body.

The power of extinguishing the dragon returns, and the body of Nuwa is revived!

With Zhu Tian in hand, she has become the peerless and powerful man who once fought alone in the outer world.

Her pupils turned dark gold, her eyes became confident and calm, but there was an unquestionable domineering presence in it.

Her legs turned into long tails, a little on the ground, and her body was lifted into the air, and she erected her long sword.

In a flash of sword light, murderous aura was exposed.

"Your laughter is too noisy."

As soon as her voice fell, the long sword was cut out.

"God Destruction."

The temperature in the hall that had dropped suddenly seemed to be a bit colder than before, and the chill seemed to arise from the soul, which was difficult to drive away.

The laughter of the demon soul in the air was stagnant, and he felt a little fearful.

Eight hundred years ago, Song Qingxiao just wanted to seal him at all costs and tried his best to keep Ah Qi.

So he had never tasted Song Qingxiao's methods, nor did he know the horror of God Destruction Technique.

But 800 years later, Song Qingxiao's mood was broken and broken again and again, absorbing the power of the word'benevolence', and his realm was different from that of the past.

The power of this god-destroying technique is much better than before.

Numerous frost and snow condense into pieces of snowflakes, and then light blue ice lotus blooms.

The lotus blooms, releasing the violent sword aura contained in it, and finally all burst out, filling this space with a terrible sword aura capable of destroying the world.

'boom--'

With a soft sound, it was like a command.

Sword Qi'swishes' cut the connection between the corpse group and the huge thread-lifting demon soul. The crazy sword-qi is like a tiger that has been suppressed for 800 years. With this release, it is extremely fierce to pounce on the huge thread-up Demon Soul Department!

‘Boom Rumble—’

This ancient temple that has existed for thousands of years wailed in front of this power, and the body of the huge thread demon soul was swept away by the sword light, and the black cloud wanted to forcibly swallow the blooming lotus lotus into it.

Song Qing's small long sword crossed his chest and snorted:

"broken!"

Jian Guang got her orders and burst out together.

The body of the huge thread-lifting demon soul trembled frantically, and countless sword lights came out like the blazing sun hidden behind the dark clouds.

Sword Qi burst out, almost tearing his spirit body apart.

Spiritual power soared into the sky, forming an incomparable light curtain, breaking through the roof and walls of the Tiandao Temple Hall!

The dazzling sword light is like a bright sun rising from the top of Tiandao Temple.

The huge thread-lifting demon soul wailed, the soul body was torn apart, and the black gas seemed to be out of control.

"Ahqi!"

Young Song Qing put all his spiritual power into this sword, like a desperate gambler, only seeking one sword to determine the victory or defeat.

When her spiritual power was exhausted, she could hardly control the form of her Nuwa body, and her body went straight down.

The sound of the'whistling' wind blew past Song Qingxiao's ears. She exhausted all her strength and shouted loudly:

"Swallow it up!"

The power of the huge thread demon soul is exceptionally strong, and the devilish energy is everywhere, even if it is defeated, it can be recombined again and again.

With Song Qingxiao's current realm, even if he has reached the middle level of the void realm, there is no certainty that it will be completely eliminated.

As for Ah Qi's soul body was unstable, Qing Ming Ling was shattered, and it was obviously difficult to support it.

But he and the demon soul are one, if they can swallow it, there may be a way to survive.

Qing Mingling had already formed a conditioned reflex to her words, not to mention that Ah Qi loved her extremely, and was even more obedient to her.

As soon as her voice fell, Ah Qi's about to collapse soul body tried its best to absorb the demon energy around it.

The devil qi that was slashed by the sword qi was just when it was dispersing, once there was a point of attachment, it was like finding a retraction, and they all swarmed in the direction of Ah Qi.

Under the nourishment of these black qi, Qing Mingling, which was shattered into countless fragments, began to quickly merge and merge.

A Qi's figure was wrapped in black energy, and the young boy's pale face was once again swallowed by black energy.

The phantom of the huge Thread Demon Soul in mid-air reappeared. When I saw this scene, the horror on the gloomy, dark face turned into ecstasy:

"God helps me too!"

"Hahahahaha..."

It originally wanted to merge with Qing Ming Ling, but because of A Qi's obsession with Song Qing Xiao, it finally failed.

Now that the two sides have merged once again, with the devilish power of this place, it is too easy to tarnish the heart of this young man again.

The devil energy in the midair converged into one place, and the dark horror demon encased in the middle descended.

Ah Qi's face was hidden under the thick black air, and he could not see clearly.

The appearance of the demon **** has become clearer, and his body is like a layer of hard armor formed by demon energy. It is as high as ten feet, and it is terrifying, as if it can dominate the world with every gesture and crush the tiny human beings.

The hands and feet were entangled with black energy, and countless demon intents surrendered docilely around him.

"Hahahahaha..."

The remnant thoughts of the huge thread-lifting demon soul flew towards the demon **** as soon as he saw the demon **** appearing, like a drop of water into the sea, silently blending with the demon god!

The face of the demon **** gradually appeared, turning into the face of Ah Qi.

It's just that those eyes are deep, and you can't see the happiness or anger.

In his heart, a huge black hole of astonishment appeared, like an endless Nine Nether Abyss, and there seemed to be a lonely ghost roaring in it.

Under the black sudo, a half-depleted pitch-black heart hung, faintly beating.

‘Bang bang—’

'boom--'

Until the beating of the heart almost seemed to be absent, as if completely dead still.

At this moment, the eyes of the demon soul seemed to rotate like a whirlpool, like a gleam of light:

"I am sorry……"

When he said this, his tone was flat, as if there was no emotional ups and downs, and he became unspeakably cold and ruthless.

As soon as the voice fell, the heart hanging from his chest shattered with a ‘bang’, turned into black powder and was swallowed by the demonic energy in his body.

The underground began to tremble, as if it could not bear the evil spirit of the demon god, and quickly transmitted to this world scene.

A familiar but unfamiliar malice was revealed in those magic eyes——

At this moment, a cold and domineering wolf howled:

‘Wow--’

‘Ooooooooooooooooooooooo-’

Inside the broken temple, the frost and fog disappeared.

A huge silver wolf tens of meters high stood coldly on the top of the demon god, and the long silver hair on its body was flying with the gust of spiritual power.

Its gray-blue eyes looked coldly at the terrifying demon **** who was surrounded by black air below, and then lifted its forelimbs, and took a strong shot—

'boom! ’

The power of the Ninth-order Beast King suppressed the demon **** who had just formed.

The invisible red karmic fire spread with the giant feet of the silver wolf, enveloping the demon god.

‘Woo-’

The cry of the unjust souls and ghosts sounded, and the black spirit was flourishing, and they were fighting against the red lotus industry.

‘Boom. ’

The ground collapsed and turned into an abyss of hell, with countless evil spirits crawling out of it.

Ghosts cried and howled wolves, and this place quickly turned into a **** on earth.

Song Qing gasped for a second, ignoring the blood from his lips, a dark glow appeared in his eyes.

She turned over her palm, and a crystal clear heart suddenly appeared in her palm.

The heart is like honey, wrapped in a layer of light film. Under the black mist, it is not stained and affected at all, emitting a soft and pure luster.

Even if it is separated from the body of the original owner, it still exudes vigor and vigor, and it keeps beating.

This is the pure and undefiled heart that was taken out of the body of the ‘ri’ sage during the trial of the pure heart.

When Song Qingxiao got it, he couldn't bite or refine it. Su Wu once said that this thing was useless, but he didn't expect it to become a savior (heart) at this time.

"Go away!"

There was a majestic and solemn voice from the mouth of the demon god.

His power has been against the sky, just two words, but it seems that a secret law has been formed.

The force of the silver wolf pressing down~lightnovelpub.net~ The flames burning under the giant feet also seemed to stagnate for a moment.

The terror forces of the two sides are competing against each other.

Song Qing's little arm shook, and he ejected this pure heart towards the hollow heart of the demon god!

The Demon Soul stretched out his hand, and countless black energy gushed out of his body, trying to defile and destroy the heart.

‘Oh-oh! ’

The Silver Wolf let out a louder long howl, and the other giant palm slammed down, suppressing the demon god's arm.

This pure heart came from the body of the sage ‘Sun’ back then, and it can protect him against the invasion of the dark power for a hundred years. It is conceivable that the power is pure.

It is difficult for the black mist to corrode it.

I saw the slightly warm light like stars piercing the long night, breaking through the barriers of demon energy, silently falling into the chest of the demon god——

Take roots on the ground.