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Chapter 2561 Perseverance of the Devil's Way

Pluto, fall!

Blood and light intersect in the sky.

Thunderclouds roar.

The avenue screams.

The ancient realm king was shot to death in the past and future today.

You must know that it is really difficult to kill a Kaiowen normally. After all, the Kaiou has too many methods, and Taoism has been integrated into this world. But today, if you are killed, you can't die again.

The world is quiet.

Ye Xun stood there proudly holding the golden Tiangang Divine Spear.

Chu Yan stood below, dripping with blood, but with a bright smile. Although he didn't know what Ye Xun had gone through in these years to get to where he is now, he knew one thing. From now on, Ye Xun's name would be with him again.

Nor will he be looked down upon by others.

In the past few years, Ye Xun has been regarded as Chu Yan's weakness because of his weak strength. It was also the time when Yuan Qing almost died. Someone wanted to target Chu Yan, so they chose him and hurt others.

But from now on it will never happen again.

"Senior brother Ye Xun!" Wangfeng was also slightly excited. After winning, the three brothers can fight together again.

In the distance, Qiu Qiong looked desperate.

It's over...

This limelight has been stolen again.

Where is the promised protagonist?

After killing Hades, Ye Xun didn't say much. Holding the Tiangang Divine Spear, he turned around and walked towards the battlefield where Qiu Qiong was: "He is alone, hurry up."

"Go away!" Qiu Qiong said angrily: "Shut up now and just do your best. For me, what do you mean by saying harsh words?"

Ye Xun smiled and didn't care. He was not a talkative person.

King Yan faced the two people at the same time, with a gloomy expression on his face. Before, Qiu Qiong had put some pressure on him by breaking the demon path alone. Now, although Ye Xun was just a newbie, this kind of thing was like a scale. He and Qiu Qiong were originally

Balanced, evenly matched.

At this time, even a single particle can unbalance the balance...

Anyone who has ever used a scale will know that once the scale is out of balance, it will be out of control, leaving him completely passive.

"Whoosh!" The next moment, King Yan retreated and said in a low voice: "I give up on the fragments of the divine path. How about it ending here?"

Qiu Qiong laughed when he heard this, but just as he was about to speak, Ye Xun said coldly: "You can give up, as long as you pay for it with your life."

Qiu Qiong: "I@#$%..."

"Arrogant!" King Yan shouted in a low voice: "Can you two defeat me for sure?"

Ye Xun didn't say a word this time. The Qi in his body bloomed. In an instant, an unparalleled terrifying storm appeared around him, as if the space was cut into small grids. As his fingers fell, he quickly rushed towards King Yan.

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Feeling the pressure of those spatial powers, King Yan roared, and the way of heaven bloomed. With a wave of his big hand, a big hand holding up the sky condensed, trying to block those small spatial grids.

But almost instantly, Qiu Qiong also moved. The light of the demon flowed on the dark armor, and a pair of demon wings exuded a dark aura.

As time goes by, Qiu Qiong's aura has begun to weaken. This is the disadvantage of Duandao. It has time.

Once the divine path is cut off, it is tantamount to losing its foundation. No matter how strong the power is, it is still rootless and it will not last long before it will eventually disappear between heaven and earth.

"boom!"

King Yan controlled Qingtian's big hand and roared towards him, blocking Qiu Qiong's demonic attack. Immediately, his eyes were filled with ecstasy. He also noticed it, and his voice suddenly became sharp: "Haha, Qiu Qiong, you are finally breaking the path.

It is not your own strength. Time is coming. When the power dissipates, even the two of you are no match for me."

"Alas!" At this time, Qiu Qiong also sighed slightly. After hearing what the King of Hell said, he did not rush to attack again.

Instead, his body suddenly stopped, and he looked at the demonic power around him that was disintegrating little by little and passing away, revealing a hint of thinking and reluctance.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

At this moment, the demonic path was entangled around Qiu Qiong, and it actually turned into individual demonic elves, making sad and mournful sounds.

It's like saying goodbye again.

The demon elf is not as ferocious, terrifying, and the leader of all evils as the adjectives in the world describe it. Instead, it is like a helpless child, whimpering constantly from its mouth.

Qiu Qiong looked at the demon spirit, feeling equally lonely.

"Many years ago, I hated you very much." Suddenly, Qiu Qiong murmured alone, as if speaking to himself and to the world: "In those years, because of you and I, we were regarded as devils, and everyone got it.

The devil you punished was despised by others, and I was angry and ashamed of myself because of you. Why, why should I be a devil?"

"What did I do wrong?"

"In those years, I never looked at you, but now that I think about it, I didn't dare to look at myself. I hate you because you made my spiritual path extremely bumpy. Because of you, too many people left me.

But... you were born because of me after all."

"You are like my child..."

"It's been hundreds of thousands of years, and now that we're apart, I will eventually feel reluctant to leave." Qiu Qiong sighed, yes, the devil's path has been with him for hundreds of thousands of years. The devil's path was born because of him. He is the creator of the devil's path.

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"Everyone in the world hates you, but what are you doing wrong..." Qiu Qiong said softly. As he said this to the demon, the demon made a mournful cry.

Qiu Qiong smiled brightly: "I used to dislike you so much, but now, I suddenly feel... you are pretty good too. It's a pity that for him, I can't accompany you anymore. You can accompany me in the last battle."

"Woo--" The demon elf let out a long, sharp cry.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, I was born with a vision.

Dark clouds over the city.

At this moment, everyone felt something. The world seemed to be shaking and the road was in turmoil.

Chu Yan's eyes suddenly shrank at this time, and he turned to look at the extremely distant Taoist land.

"Roar!"

There, there were waves of low roars, and soon he saw with his own eyes that in the land of the Dao Gate, the endless demonic paths gathered into one force, and actually attacked the Dao Gate at full speed.

The demonic path is attacking the Dao gate.

At this moment, Mo Dao is like a stubborn child. He is attacking Xiang Dao Sect. He seems to want to use his last strength to tell Qiu Qiong that Mo Dao is not humble!

Qiu Qiong felt it as well, his eyes turned slightly red: "Why are you doing this? They won't let you in."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The devil was whispering, and he was unwilling to give in.

He wanted to tell Qiu Qiong that even if he became a demon in this life, it would never be a lowly and humble thing.

"Roar!" Demonic power dominates the sky. In the land of Taoism, thousands of demons turned into a huge demon king and descended, attacking the Taoism with all their strength.

The path to evil has been cut off, and there is no more ban.

For the devil, it is only one step away from the true way.

But at this moment, this step is like an insurmountable chasm, a chasm for the devil.

"Woooooo!" The demonic path was still roaring. At this time, a shadow appeared vaguely inside the Taoist gate. Seeing the painful appearance of the demonic path, he sighed.

"You don't belong here!"

"Why!" The devil seemed to be shouting and questioning: "Shouldn't there be a place for demons to live in this world? You created me, but then you locked me out! Why? Demon, what's wrong?

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The man didn't respond for a long time, but just stretched out his hand. In a flash, thousands of lights were born on the Taoist gate, and they descended like divine punishment.

"Pfft!" The demonic path was so small and fragile under those holy lights, and was scarred in the blink of an eye.

The world cannot see what is happening in the land of Daomen, but they can vaguely feel it.

Qiu Qiong is different. He is a demon, so he can understand naturally and growled: "That's enough! Don't go, who asked you to go!"

The demon elf turned around and looked at Qiu Qiong: "I don't want you to feel inferior because of me! I can!"

"Don't go..." Qiu Qiong growled.

But this time the devil did not listen to Qiu Qiong.

Even in the final battle, he still wanted to let Qiu Qiong understand that his demonic path was not humble and no worse than any other. When he turned around, the demonic path faced the majestic Taoist gate and the endless sacred glow in the sky.

For the devil, every step forward was an abyss, but he finally took the step without hesitation.

Those seemingly divine rays of light fell on the demonic body, but each one was like a ignited fire whip.

The devil's path is scarred under those lights.

"That's enough!" Qiu Qiong said with red eyes.

The others couldn't see it, but Chu Yan could do the same.

He saw the stubbornness of the devil in front of the Taoist gate, and saw the vague and self-proclaimed sacred figure inside the Taoist gate. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little confused. Who is a god and what is a devil in this world?

"Alas!" Inside the Taoist gate, the sacred figure sighed and slowly stretched out his hand. Even though the demonic path has been cut off and not blocked, as long as he is here, the demonic path will never be able to enter the true path.

"Ah!" The demonic path instantly suffered thousands of divine punishments and was pierced through hundreds of holes.

"Pfft!" Qiu Qiong followed and vomited a mouthful of blood. He growled: "That's enough!"

"Not enough!" Mo Dao insisted.

There was still a faint shadow inside the door, and he frowned.

"Alas!" At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded from within the Taoist Gate: "Jie, you have gone too far."

Qiu Qiong was startled when he heard the voice, and his eyes filled with tears: "Teacher..."

That voice felt too familiar to him.

The place of Taoism.

The vast and sacred figure frowned and said calmly: "Hun, you should know that the Taoist Gate is a holy place, and the devil's path... does not belong here."

"The path to evil is over and the deadline is approaching. I just want to come in and take a look and prove myself. What's wrong with me?" In the land of Dao Sect, the voice of the Soul Emperor sounded again.

After a long silence, the Realm King's voice sounded again: "Rules cannot be broken."

"What if I insist on breaking it today?" The Soul Emperor said in a domineering voice: "Today, my soul declares with the Soul Way that I will take the Demon Way home!"

"Try it!" The Emperor's Qi exploded, and the whole world was shaking: "Hun, you are not my true self, and you are not my opponent."

The Soul Emperor smiled slightly: "I am no match for you, but there are people who will take action."

After finishing his words, the Soul Emperor suddenly turned around and looked towards a distant place.

In the first domain, Chu Yan was startled. He felt that the place the Soul Emperor was looking at was actually the heaven?

"You can be considered a generation of demon lords. Today, the demonic path is blocked. Are you really not ready to take action?"


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