The person who spoke was tall and straight, as unshakable as a mountain. His eyes penetrated the fog and were like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with the light of determination and wisdom.
That tone was not only firm and powerful, but also contained an indomitable and courageous determination to move forward, as if there was a force from deep within, silently supporting him and inspiring everyone around him.
Under his leadership, the other warriors calmed down their racing thoughts and abandoned the distracting thoughts in their hearts one by one. They closed their eyes and concentrated, adjusting the rhythm of their breathing. Every breath seemed to resonate with the vitality between heaven and earth.
Adjust your own condition to the best.
Their eyes gradually became sharp and focused, and all their attention was focused on the upcoming battle. It was a desire for victory, and it was also a respect and memory for the sacrifice of their companions.
Although everyone's heart felt as heavy as being weighed down by a boulder, it was a mixture of deep grief and unspeakable anger for their lost companions.
But at this critical moment, they knew that sadness and self-blame would not help. Only by uniting can they turn grief into strength and seek justice for their fallen comrades. This belief burned like a fire in their hearts.
Dispelled all the haze and fear.
Standing high in the sky, his figure looked particularly arrogant and powerful in the afterglow of the setting sun. His eyes were like torches, not only illuminating everything below, but also seemed to be able to penetrate the deepest secrets of the human heart.
He looked down at the old men who were either frightened or filled with anger, and an indescribable solemnity unconsciously gathered between his brows. It was a recognition of the opponent's strength and a careful consideration of his upcoming actions.
He spoke slowly. Although his voice was soft, it was as shocking as morning bells and evening drums. Every word echoed clearly in everyone's heart: "It's really beyond my expectation. You guys, who seem to be old and frail, actually
Being able to stand firm under so many of my attacks shows such amazing tenacity and strength. This unyielding and courage is really impressive and makes me look forward to this battle more."
Having said this, a faint smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, but there was a hint of playfulness and coldness hidden in that smile. "However, the game has just begun, and the real challenge is still to come. Since conventional means cannot
Let you surrender, then let me add some unusual fun to this battle. Are you ready?"
His voice gradually became deeper, but it was filled with unquestionable majesty, making everyone present involuntarily hold their breath, preparing for the more intense contest that followed.
After saying that, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly shrank. The change was so fast, like the brightest stars in the night sky suddenly gathering and then spreading out instantly. There seemed to be a galactic vortex slowly rotating inside, so deep that it could swallow up all the light, revealing that
It reveals an unfathomable depth that makes one’s heart palpitate.
There was both decisive coldness in his eyes and a fanatical expectation for unknown challenges.
The hands were clenched into fists, and the fingertips were slightly white due to exertion. In the palms of the hands, the bloodthirsty sword soul and the God-killing sword soul reflected each other, like two aurora from different worlds, blooming with dazzling light in the darkness, they entangled each other,
Intertwined with each other, they form a picture that is both contradictory and harmonious, releasing a terrifying power that can shake the soul.
This power is like the beginning of chaos in ancient legends. It contains both the violence that destroys everything and the gentleness that creates new life. It spreads quietly, like the deepest depression before the storm, causing the surroundings to
The space seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, and even the air was trembling, emitting a subtle but clear hum.
Time, at this moment, seemed to be gently held by invisible giant hands, flowing slowly, and every second seemed extremely heavy.
"Demon, come!" Ling Xiao shouted. Although this voice was soft, it contained magic power that penetrated time and space. It was not just a simple call, but more like an instruction across dimensions, directly penetrating through the layers.
The void is passing towards the distant and mysterious other shore.
In this voice, you can feel Ling Xiao's determination and determination, as well as his infinite desire for the upcoming unknown challenges.
As his words completely fell, above the sky, the originally peaceful and peaceful sky seemed to be touched by invisible power and began to stage a thrilling change.
The wind blew up, with unprecedented violence and wildness. They shuttled freely through the sky, stirring up dark clouds. These dark clouds quickly gathered, covering the sky and completely blocking out the sun.
There was faint thunder and flashing lightning, as if even the heaven and earth were responding to Ling Xiao's call, changing their colors, showing a magnificent scene like the end of the world. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be filled with an indescribable solemnity and solemnity.
Shrouded in silence, waiting for what will happen next.
Immediately afterwards, the cracks in the sky seemed to be suddenly torn apart by invisible hands, and a black shadow burst out of the sky from the depths of the endless clouds in a gesture that shook the world. This black shadow was the legendary demon god.
, a terrifying existence that has frightened all living beings since ancient times.
Its appearance is like the coming of doomsday, carrying endless power to destroy the world and make the whole world tremble.
The demon god's figure was so huge that it was beyond imagination, like a moving mountain, covering half of the sky.
It is surrounded by blazing black flames. These flames are not ordinary fires, but are condensed from the power of pure darkness and destruction. Each flame is like a roaring black dragon, containing enough power to burn mountains and rivers and swallow stars.
of terrifying power.
The jumping and dancing of the flames seemed to announce to the world the arrival of the devil and the endless destruction and despair it represented.
And those deep eyes are even more frightening. They seem to be two never-ending abyss, pitch black and bottomless, as if they can swallow up all the light and hope in the world.
Under the gaze of these eyes, even the bravest heart will feel trembling and fearful, as if his soul has been firmly locked by them and cannot escape.
Under everyone's horrified, almost suffocating gazes, the demon spread out its sky-shielding wings and swooped down. Its speed was so fast that it simply exceeded the limit of human understanding, like a black lightning
, piercing the sky, approaching towards the sky.
However, what is unexpected is that it did not directly attack the crowd below, but with an almost eerie precision, it accurately rushed into the bloodthirsty sword soul and the God-killing sword soul that Ling Xiao was holding tightly.
middle.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Under the touch of the devil, the two artifacts instantly burst out with unprecedented light.