When the ten thousand swords came down and struck ten meters above Ling Xiao's head, Ling Xiao suddenly woke up instantly. His eyes turned black and purple, glowing with a strange light: "I want to destroy the people I protect again." And the territory, I won’t let this happen again.”
Ling Xiao's voice at this time was extremely hoarse, like the sound made after hysteria.
As soon as Ling Xiao said these words, he quickly raised the Butcher God with both hands toward the sky in a prayer gesture. Countless black energy emerged from the Butcher God, turning into demonic faces, roaring, roaring, Thousands of sword shadows fluttering towards the sky.
"Ah..." A series of shrill screams came from the mouths of those demon faces. Even they were still unable to withstand the attack of Yue Xianan's sword.
However, as the subsequent demonic faces flew out of the God of Slaughter one after another, the ten thousand sword shadows were entangled and stopped in mid-air, temporarily halting the fall.
"Dragon Formation, Dragon Formation, what are you doing?" At this time, everyone had the same thought in their minds, which was why the Dragon Formation that had deployed Xihe City's defensive formation was not moving at this time.
I don't know if it was the effect of everyone's collective prayers or the temporary relief of his injuries. Long Zhen woke up leisurely, glanced at the situation on the ground with hazy eyes, and immediately woke up with a shiver: "Damn, it's so dangerous. ,."
Without any unnecessary movements, Long Zhen skillfully maneuvered the chariot and quickly loaded the crystals onto the already drawn formation pattern.
At this time, the collective prayers of those in Xihe City actually produced a strange effect, and wisps of soul power that was imperceptible to the naked eye were quickly injected into the formation pattern.
In an instant, the huge and complex formation pattern painted under Xihe City suddenly lit up. Its dazzling dark golden light pierced the dragon formation and caused him to temporarily go blind on the spot.
"Can't you hold on anymore?" Ling Xiao looked at the slaughtering god whose black light gradually dissipated, his eyes almost splitting: "No, even if it costs me my life, I won't give up like this, ah..."
Ling Xiao shouted angrily. The God-Slaying Blade in his hand was like a powerful suction force, sucking in all the idle soul power around him. These soul powers re-condensed into a huge God-Slaying Blade in mid-air. A black light curtain was formed, continuing to block Wan Jian's whereabouts.
Puff puff puff... After tearing apart the faces of those demons, thousands of sword shadows continued to hit the black light curtain, causing Ling Xiao to vomit blood.
Yue Xianan's calm face revealed a hint of joking: "Ling Xiao, with the Sword of Prayer as the source and my century-old soul power cultivation as the stimulus, just because you want to block my move of the Soul-shattering Soul Sword, that's impossible things."
Ling Xiao ignored Yue Xianan, and his pretty face became extremely distorted. It was obvious that his strength had reached the point of overdraft.
"I won't give up...I will never give up..." Ling Xiao's eyes gradually closed, but his consciousness became more and more clear, and his mental power became more acute.
"Hehe, boy, how long can you hold on? Is it worth it if you work so hard and possibly destroy all your cultivation?" The smiling face of the Lord of Demonic Souls appeared in Ling Xiao's mind, hehe. asked with a smile.
Ling Xiao cursed: "You damn old thing, if our Xihe City is destroyed, I will tell the ancestors of the Seven Demons and the Purple Demon, as well as the entire Xuantian Continent, where you are hiding. There is no place for the dead heads to rest."
"I'll rub it, so hard." The Lord of Demonic Souls raised his eyebrows and said with a strange smile: "I'll eat anything but threats. Haha, boy, you can figure it out for yourself. I'll hold on for half a day." In minutes, your soul power will completely dissipate. Even if I want to save you, I won’t be able to save you. Think quickly, it’s still too late to give up now, twenty-seven, twenty-six..."
The Lord of Demonic Souls stopped talking and started counting directly. Ling Xiao was so angry that he stamped his feet, wishing he could just hold the God of Slaughter and slap his dead head away.
"Fifteen, fourteen..." The Lord of Souls continued to count with a smirk on his face, while winking at Ling Xiao, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Even if my soul is really shattered, I will not give up. If I give up this time, I will never have peace of mind in this life." Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and ignored the Lord of Demonic Souls, concentrating on using up his last strength to drive Tu. God, competing with those ten thousand swords.
"Eight, seven..." Just as the Lord of Demonic Souls counted to seven, with Xihe City as the center, a radius of 100,000 meters was immediately shrouded in a dark golden light curtain. That powerful aura field made all chains The soul master's soul trembles: What a powerful soul fluctuation.
"Ling Xiao, hide in quickly." Long Zhen drove the chariot and roared loudly toward the sky.
"Four, three..." The Lord of Demonic Souls continued to recite his number. Ling Xiao quickly pushed Tushen into the sky, and with a bang, through the black light curtain and thousands of sword shadows, The force of the counterattack shot his body into the dark golden light curtain like a cannonball.
As Ling Xiao's figure fell, the number of the Lord of Demonic Souls reached one, and the ten thousand swords also fell together at that moment.
Chi chi chi chi... Thousands of sword shadows hit the dark golden light curtain, and more than half of the sword shadow was stabbed into it, making everyone's faces change wildly with fright.
Fortunately, the dark golden light curtain quickly "counterattacked" and cut all the sword shadows in two. The sword shadows cut in two by the light screen quickly melted and disappeared without a trace.
In just a few seconds, all the shadows of the sword disappeared, returning to its original form as the Praying Sword and returning to Yue Xianan's hand.
Looking at this dark golden light curtain, Yue Xianan could no longer pretend to be cool. He looked surprised and shouted: "Dark Soul Prayer Formation, the mountain protection formation of Demon Soul Mountain in the Heavenly Soul Realm, Ling Xiao, where did you come from? This formation diagram."
Ling Xiao leaned weakly in Long Yuxuan's arms. Even at this time, he did not forget to rub Long Yuxuan's soft chest a few more times, and then said to Yue Xianan with a look of disdain: "Do you want to know? , kneel down and beg me, maybe I’ll tell you as soon as I’m in a good mood.”
Yue Xianan's teeth chattered: "Ling Xiao, don't be complacent. As long as the Lord of Souls sends down the real priests from the Tower of Gods and Demons, your formation will not be able to protect you."
Ling Xiao threw dozens of soul power-replenishing pills into his mouth, and said slowly to Yue Xianan: "You don't have to worry about this. I just want to tell you that there are also people on Xuantian Continent. All forces, this Xihe City is my territory, Ling Xiao, and if they want to occupy it, they will have to step on my corpse."
With the Dark Soul Prayer Formation, Ling Xiao was very confident at this time. Without the main formation eyes on him and Long Zhen, no one would be able to break through this formation.
At this moment, looking at Yue Xianan who was helpless in the face of the great formation, all those who could survive could not help but boil with blood and tears in their eyes. They were just humble little people, but they had accomplished great things that many people on the mainland could not imagine. .
And all of this is inseparable from this guy with bold words in front of them. Listening to Ling Xiao's declaration of independence, everyone couldn't help but feel proud and shouted loudly: "Long live Boss Ling Xiao, long live Xihe City."
"Long live Boss Ling Xiao, long live Xihe City."
"………………"
The heroic voices came and went, floating far between heaven and earth, lingering for a long time...
Seeing that the situation was over and that he could no longer break through the formation with his own strength, Yue Xianan waved to the priests of the Tower of Gods and Demons behind him and said, "Let's go."
Without any unnecessary delay, Yue Xianan left immediately and disappeared without a trace with his lackey.
Seeing Yue Xianan's retreat, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh that had been suppressed for more than ten days: "Ah,."
After waiting for all these people to roar and vent, Ling Xiao said to everyone in a deep voice: "This time, thank you for your trust in me, Ling Xiao. Without you, I would not have been able to achieve this seemingly impossible victory by myself. .”
Ling Xiao said this completely sincerely. Without Zou Tiezhu, he would have no chariot troops; without the dragon formation, he would not be able to set up the formation;
Without Li Yuanchong, he would have to deal with one more Li Tianxun; without Nangong Yuzhuo, he would have to face Wang Wenzhan;
Without Long Yuxuan and Xia Yuhua, Ling Xiao still had to face Chu Han, the head of the Earthly Immortal Sect;
And without the mercenaries in Xihe City, it would be impossible for him to face hundreds of thousands of soul masters alone.
Therefore, Ling Xiao believed that even if he really lost his soul at that moment, it was worth it because so many people believed in him and were willing to fight with him to the end. This trust and persistence are one of the greatest wealth in his life. one.
Feeling grateful, Ling Xiao looked at these comrades who were covered in blood and continued: "I, Ling Xiao, swear in the name of my soul that from now on, as long as you all live up to me, Ling Xiao, I, Ling Xiao, will definitely live up to you. It is against this oath." ,Destroyed by heaven and earth."
"... Anyone who violates this oath will be punished by heaven and earth." Everyone made a common oath with Ling Xiao. From this day on, Ling Xiao's fate and soul were integrated with the entire Xihe City, and his soul was deeply Branded with the mark of Xihe City.
Long Yuxuan looked at the man beside her and thought to herself that if she could have such a responsible and affectionate man in her life, she would have no regrets in her life.
The Lord of the Demonic Soul yawned boredly and hummed dissatisfied: "He is really a sensational guy. Don't you know that we, the Demonic Soul Master, have never recognized our relatives?"
"I am not a demon soul master." Ling Xiao said extremely firmly: "I also have the power of the soul."
"But you are a demon." The Lord of Demon Souls curled his lips and said with disdain: "Boy, your father is a demon, your grandfather is a demon, you have been a demon since you were born, and no one can erase it."
"So what if the devil is not good?" Ling Xiao immediately retorted: "I have never denied that I am a devil. Even if I am a devil, I am still a devil with my own beliefs. I will stick to my persistence and use I rely on my own strength and the strength of my friends to realize my beliefs and ideals."
(Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Nirvana would like to wish all book friends a happy New Year. By the way, I shamelessly ask for flowers for myself... Nirvana is smiling evilly...)