Su Tianzi was suppressed here, and the situation on the other side was not much better.
Although the pressure has been reduced a bit with the addition of the Demon Cult, there are too many enemy troops to kill them all, so the situation of the enemy being strong and me being weak has not changed.
As time went by, the senior officials of the Forbidden Alliance gradually became exhausted, and the amount of Qi instilled into Gong Gu was greatly reduced.
Yan Dong's strength is very strong. Even with the immortal body of Su Bujin, his power alone is not enough to kill Yan Dong. Moreover, Yan Dong's advantage is becoming more and more obvious and he has the upper hand. If this continues, it won't take long for the winner to be determined.
"Holy Lord, I...can't hold on any longer."
Gong Gu's eyes were blind, his face was ulcerated in large areas, and blood kept flowing from his mouth.
Ye Merci quickly said: "Gong Gu, I know you can't hold on anymore, but I beg you to hold on a little longer. Everyone should work harder. Don't be stingy with your own energy. Kill this nine first." Let’s talk about it later!”
After hearing this, the senior officials of the Forbidden Alliance no longer held back and poured their remaining energy into Gong Gu.
"ah!"
The huge amount of true energy entered the body, and every muscle and blood vessel on Gong Gu's body was highlighted, especially conspicuous. His body had reached its limit.
"If we continue, I'm afraid I'll have to say goodbye to this world."
There was a touch of bitterness on the corner of Gong Gu's mouth. He was very aware of his physical condition. If he stopped now, there might be a glimmer of hope, but if he continued forcibly, there would be only one ending, and that would be death.
"Brother, are you scared?"
A voice sounded. Although Gong Gu was blind and could not see, he remembered the voice because he had fought against the owner of the voice.
Ji Yin.
Ji Yin said with some emotion: "Actually, I'm quite envious of you. After all, it's hard for guys like us who study the art of martial arts to stand in such a high-profile position."
In this world, the most important way of cultivation is to cultivate Qi.
Secondly, it is to cultivate spiritual power.
These two paths are the mainstream of monks’ cultivation.
In addition to the cultivation of true energy and spiritual power, there is another way of cultivation, which is the way of magic.
The way of magic is all-encompassing, such as the way of poison, the way of curse, the way of puppets, the way of witchcraft... they all belong to the category of the way of magic.
However, the way of art is often regarded as a heretic.
The reason is also very simple.
The way of martial arts can cultivate strong people, but it cannot cultivate the strongest people.
I have never heard of a time when the strongest person relied on poisoning, making puppets and other means to reach the top position in the world.
Monks who practice magic are generally called "warlocks", and this reason is also a regret for many warlocks.
Ji Yin continued: "You and I are both warlocks. In the eyes of others, we are aliens who are immersed in heresies. Even if you give up at this time, there is nothing to be sorry for others."
"You don't have to provoke me, I know what I should do."
Gong Gu said this.
Gong Gu said: "Since ancient times, warlocks have been in an awkward position. The mainstream of the times has never belonged to us people. Glory and glory are the antonyms of us. They are despicable and evil. They can only use them in three ways. We use otherworldly means to win, this is what the world thinks of us, although it may be a bit excessive to say so, but in the eyes of the world we are at best a little better than rats in the gutter."
Gong Gu's words greatly touched Ji Yin's heart. These words hit the point and expressed the feelings of most warlocks.
Warlocks have a common wish, that is, there will be an amazing genius among the warlocks, who will reach the top and rectify the names of all the warlocks.
A cat can only be called a tiger when it shows its fangs.
A dog can only be called a wolf after killing its enemy.
However, hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years... countless years have passed, and such a person has never appeared.
Gong Gu said: "I don't think I will be the one who changes the world's view of warlocks. I don't think I am such a powerful guy. I am just the lowest among the senior officials of the Forbidden Alliance. Even if everyone has to rely on me this time power, but after tomorrow, not many people will remember it.”
Yes, although Gong Gu now controls Su Bujin's body alone and seems to have unlimited glory, no one would feel from the bottom of his heart that Gong Gu is a peerless master.
This kind of temporary scenery is, to put it bluntly, just a flash in the pan.
"But history will remember me, right?"
Suddenly, Gong Gu's face showed a look of determination.
Ji Yin slowly raised his head after hearing this and stared at Gong Gu, with a look of emotion on his cold face.
The expression on Gong Gu's face turned into madness, he grinned and shouted: "Then let me do it!"
Gong Gu seemed to have let go of something. He no longer had any scruples and didn't care about his physical condition. He devoted all his last strength to stimulating Su Bujin's power.
"Emperor Ying, let the bastards in the underworld take a good look at your power!"
Su Bujin, who had always been a walking corpse, seemed to have a little sparkle in his eyes.
"Um?"
Yan Dong seemed to sense something, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart. If he were an ordinary person, he might not care and just think it was an illusion. However, Yan Dong relied on many years of experience and he keenly smelled the danger from death. Sense of threat.
"Are you going to make a final struggle?"
Yan Dong noticed the state of Gong Gu, and a look of disdain appeared on his lips.
Yan Dong sneered and said: "So what if a dead corpse has an immortal body? How much power can it have?"
After all, he is also a Nine Tribulation Quasi-immortal. If a living true immortal comes, he will be afraid, but a dead immortal, even if the palace Gu can inspire her power, what is there to be afraid of?
The power gap between the living immortal and the dead immortal is not even the slightest.
Yan Dong's face showed excitement, he was ready for defense, and he said with great fighting spirit: "I'll let you give up now and watch how I cripple this dead body!"
Su Bujin's body changed, and traces of purple thunder and lightning appeared on the supreme immortal body. The purple thunder and lightning passed over Su Bujin's body like a small snake. The aura of destruction filled the air, and purple thunder enveloped Su Bujin. Suddenly, under the light of thunder, it was like the God of Thunder descending into the world.
Under the control of the palace Gu, Su Bujin formed seals with her hands, and the Purple Ting Emperor Thunder gathered in front of her, and the aura of annihilation swept across the world.
Su Bujin pointed out, and the power of the Purple Ting Emperor Thunder exploded from his fingertips, and a thunder and lightning light filled with the power of annihilation condensed out.
The purple thunder extinguishes the light.
"Um?"
Yan Dong, who was still excited at first, suddenly changed his expression after feeling the aura of destruction.
But it's not over yet.
