Han Ziyue held the God-Slaying Slash and quickly chased after them.
Ne Ruotian sent Xun forward and said, "I'll stop her. Go and inform the clan leader - go quickly!"
"Oh!" Jiang Xun nodded and hurriedly ran to report Lihentian.
Han Ziyue held the God-Slaying Slash, which was so powerful. Soon Ne Ruotian was injured by him. Just when she raised the God-Slaying Slash high and was about to chop it on Na Ruotian's head, suddenly a shot A sharp arrow shot over.
Han Ziyue held the God-Slaying Slash to block it, and saw hundreds of men in black suddenly flashing out of the woods, who turned out to be shadow warriors from the Proud Empire.
When Jiang Xun ran back to the village, he found that a large number of shadow warriors had been killed in the village.
Mu Shuangxun looked at the slaughtered Liuhuo clan with a look of great joy and said: "Kill - don't leave any one alive, kill them all for me!"
Mu Shuangxun flew out a spirit-gathering bead from his sleeve. The spirit-gathering bead continued to absorb the divine power of the descendants of the dead gods in the sky. As the number of people who died increased, the white spirit-gathering bead slowly turned red, and the spiritual power also increased. The stronger.
Over the years, Northern King Mu Shuangxun has been searching for the whereabouts of the Liuhuo Clan. Since Ye Zhenfeng helped them before, they always failed. Now he received a report from Huo Wuwu and sensed the fluctuations of the God-Slaughter Slash.
He finally found the lair of the Flowing Fire Clan. Today he was going to massacre the village and kill the people of the Flowing Fire Clan. Not only that, he also wanted to take away the God-Slaying Slash.
"ah……"
"Help!"
"Run!"
Jiang Xun stood dumbly among the crowd, and saw the sounds of killing and screams all around.
Their clan members were slaughtered one by one, and the clan leader Li Hentian shouted at her: "Xun'er! Run away! Run away!"
A feather arrow passed through Jiang Xun's side. With the sound of wind, the arrow passed by her cheek and pierced the clan leader's chest. Seeing the blood flowing from the clan leader's chest and slowly falling down, Jiang Xun couldn't bear it and fainted. .
At this moment, Han Ziyue flew over with the God-Slaying Sword in hand. She killed all the shadow warriors who came to hunt her and looked at Mu Shuangxun with red eyes.
Fire Crow was overjoyed, pointed at Han Ziyue, and said: "King, this is the God-Slaying Slash!"
Mu Shuangxun's eyes shone brightly and she said with great joy: "Get the God-Slaying Sword from me quickly!"
Huo Wuwu nodded and immediately led a large group of shadow warriors to kill in the direction of Han Ziyue.
Han Ziyue's eyes were red, and she was holding the God-Slaughter Slash. One person was like an army of thousands, and she swung her sword to kill them.
In the black shadow, Han Ziyue, dressed in red, jumped up, holding the God-Slaying Slash, and slashed open with a knife, and a large number of shadow warriors fell down in front of him.
The Fire Crow waved his hands, and his black wings flew up. Thousands of Fire Crows suddenly flew out and attacked Han Ziyue.
The fire crow turned into fireballs all over the sky and attacked in the direction of Han Ziyue. Han Ziyue wielded the God-Slaying Sword with a strange figure, and swung down the fire crow all over the sky with a knife. He stepped on a person's head and jumped up. He roared and slashed. It hit the fire crow.
She saw Fire Crow's chest slashed diagonally down by her, and her body was immediately split into two. Her flesh and blood were blurred, and her blood was gushing out like a spring.
The death of Fire Crow shocked the surrounding shadow warriors, but before they could react, Han Ziyue turned around and swung again. The blood from the God-Slaying Slash splashed everywhere, and he chopped off the heads of a group of people again.
One knife passed, and a piece of his head fell off.
Those heads rolled down to the ground like balls, frightening the remaining shadow warriors to retreat.
However
Han Ziyue, who was controlled by the God-Slaughter Slash, had her eyes turned red and shouted: "Don't even think about escaping——"
Han Ziyue's violent state made Mu Shuangxun tremble with fear, and he hurriedly fled with a group of shadow warriors.
But how could Han Ziyue let him go? Spreading his soul wings, he was like a bloodthirsty Shura landing in front of him, kicking him off his horse. Mu Shuangxun rolled on the spot, jumped up, spread out a pair of huge black wings, and stirred up a wave of blue Wuhunling attacked Han Ziyue.
However, the God-Slaying Slash in Han Ziyue's hand easily cut off his attack and struck him on the shoulder. Fortunately, Mu Shuangxun reacted quickly and activated his Ten Thousand Years Blood Devouring Martial Soul Pattern in advance.
This ten-thousand-year-old blood-devouring martial soul pattern was a gift from Yu Fengxing, and he originally planned to use it against Ye Zhenfeng.
Mu Shuangxun's whole body was seen to be in the shape of red flames, and he activated twice the explosive power, and a powerful blue martial spirit spirit surged in all directions.
Shadow warriors all around were knocked down one after another.
Han Ziyue held the God-Slaying Sword in her hand and withstood the powerful blow through gritted teeth. The red hairband that tied her long hair couldn't help but burst apart. Her white hair flowed in the wind, and her eyes glowed red with blood.
Mu Shuangxun watched as the God-Slaughter Zhan kept sinking into his shoulder, blood oozing out. He felt that he was about to follow in the footsteps of the red crow. He couldn't help but hold on to the blow with both hands. Blood was already flowing out of his hands, and he was about to see it. Otherwise, he would be unable to withstand the power of Han Ziyue.
At this moment, a white smoke suddenly floated around, and a piece of white gauze flew out of the air, wrapped around his waist, and pulled him out. Mu Shuangxun was overjoyed, turned around and said, "Huan Ji!"
Fantasy Ji was dressed in white, and she pulled Mu Shuangxun with her white gauze and flew up to the sky.
Mu Shuangxun spread his black wings, and soon the two of them disappeared out of thin air.
Han Ziyue was about to chase again, when suddenly Na Ruotian's voice came from behind: "Ziyue——"
Han Ziyue's heart beat violently and she slowly turned around.
She looked at the corpses of her dead clansmen on the ground, and tears slowly flowed from her eyes. The redness in her eyes gradually dissipated and turned into purple pupils.
But at this moment, she was filled with grief and anger. There was a demonic aura winding up from the God-Slaying Sword in her hand, like a thorn, and black demonic aura kept rising above her head.
Na Ruotian covered his wounds, looked at the situation in front of Han Ziyue in disbelief, and shouted: "Ziyue, no!"
Han Ziyue suddenly saw a demonic eyebrow mark appear on her smooth forehead. This time, she was completely possessed by the devil. The devil's breath took over her whole body, her eyes turned red again, two lines of blood tears slowly fell, and two red lights overflowed from the corners of her eyes.
Holding the God-Slaying Slash in his hand, he unfolded his wings of sky fire and flew away.
"Ziyue-Ziyue-" Na Ruotian chased after her and shouted her name.
However, the world is so vast that he no longer knows where she went.
… …
Kill the temple.
The golden temple was opened, and Northern King Mu Shuangxun walked into the hall step by step with serious injuries. The person following them was Yu Fengxing, the emperor of Yuelang Kingdom.
Yu Fengxing looked around with vigilance.
I saw a sudden flash of inspiration in the temple, and countless huge statues appeared out of thin air. They all wore white masks with the word "Slay God" engraved on their foreheads.
The atmosphere in the temple was solemn. The leading statue also wore a white mask, but what was engraved on its forehead was not the God of Slaughter, but - Ming Zun.
He held the divine staff and said coldly: "Welcome to join the God-Slaying Organization, Yufengxing!"
Yu Fengxing was startled, and looked up at the solemn statue in front of him. He felt an invisible sense of oppression suddenly rise. He immediately knelt down on one knee, saluted the statue, and said: "Yu Fengxing pays homage to the Underworld Emperor!"
Minghuang Tianzun said: "Yu Fengxing, at a young age, you have led the Yuelang Kingdom to expand its territory and become the largest power in the First Divine Continent. I have seen your ambition. Over the years, you have been recommended by the Proud Empire. If you want to join our organization, after passing our test, you are already qualified to join our God-Slaying Organization."
Yu Fengxing was overjoyed. He had already spent a lot of money to join the God-Slaying Organization. Not everyone is qualified to join the God-Slaying Organization. They will have to undergo numerous assessments by the God-Slaying Organization to join if they are deemed qualified. , now he has finally been recognized by the God-Slaying Organization.
However, even so, he still had no chance to see the Underworld Emperor.
According to Mu Shuangxun, even the proud emperor who had joined the God-Slaying Organization for so many years had never seen his true face, but they knew that this mysterious Hades Emperor was an extraordinary person.
Because he has existed since the beginning of this organization. He is the founder of the God of Killing. Anyone who can live for such a long time and possess powerful spiritual power is either a devil or a demon.
But in private, no one dares to discuss his identity, because his existence is older than mortals, how can it be guessed by mere mortals?
Most of the capable countries have secretly joined this powerful organization. In accordance with the agreement of the God-Slaying Organization and relying on the power they hold, they continue to search for the gods and their descendants, and hunt them down to obtain their divine power. To extend one's life or enhance one's abilities.
This is a crazy organization, but it has been circulating for a long time. No one knows where its roots are and who the Underworld Emperor who controls it is.
Northern King Mu Shuangxun trembled and said: "Tianzun! I was injured by the God-Slaying Slash. Please save my life!"
Underworld Emperor Tianzun lowered his head and glanced at Northern King Mu Shuangxun, and then said: "Where is your Spirit Gathering Pearl?"
Mu Shuangxun tremblingly took out the Spirit-Gathering Pearl and said, "Here is the Spirit-Gathering Pearl, please accept it with Heaven's approval!"
The Spirit Gathering Pearl slowly floated up, and the red power of the Gods was constantly rotating. Suddenly, a red light came from the Spirit Gathering Pearl and shot towards the injured area of Mu Shuangxun. Only the area injured by the God-Slaying Slash was visible. It's actually healing slowly.
Yu Fengxing, who was standing aside, was shocked. The wound caused by the God-Slaughter Slash was not an ordinary knife wound and was extremely difficult to heal. Mu Shuangxun gritted his teeth and held on for several days, but could not recover. Seeing that his life was about to be in danger, he came to see him. The Emperor of the Underworld.
Mu Shuangxun bowed her hands and said, "Thank you, Heavenly Lord! Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"
A white spirit-gathering bead flew out from the hand of the statue and slowly fell in front of Yu Fengxing.
Minghuang Tianzun said: "Yu Fengxing, this is your spirit-gathering bead. Each member of the God-Slaying Organization can get a spirit-gathering bead of his own to collect divine power. Mortals cannot directly absorb divine power. But it can be converted and absorbed through this spirit-gathering bead. Half of the divine power collected by the spirit-gathering bead will be absorbed by the God-Slaying Organization, and the other half of the divine power is yours."
Yu Fengxing was overjoyed. This was what he had wanted all along. It was said that Emperor Ao Shi had lived for more than two hundred years. Even though he had white hair and long beard, he was still alive because he could continuously absorb divine power.
He reached out and took the white spirit-gathering bead and said, "Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"
