Chu Qingxiao could feel that his consciousness was getting blurry.
His body was dripping with blood, and every passing breath was so difficult for him.
He had to use all his strength to support himself, even if he only slacked off for a moment.
Once the breath in his chest was released, the next moment he might no longer be able to support his body, which was on the verge of collapse.
Zhulong obviously realized that Chu Qingxiao had reached the end of his strength, and his scarlet eyes shone with excitement.
After thousands of years of waiting, my long-cherished wish is finally coming true.
After obtaining the divine blood, he can break free from the shackles on his soul and take a crucial step to regain his throne.
Thinking of this, the light in Zhulong's eyes became even brighter, and the black energy around him became more and more turbulent, already faintly overpowering the evil energy inspired by Chu Qingxiao.
puff.
Chu Qingxiao's pressure suddenly increased and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His figure began to shake and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
A wry smile appeared on Chu Qingxiao's face.
After all, he thought of a god too simply.
Even if that god has become extremely weak, it is still an unshakable existence for a mortal like him.
It's like you gave an ant on the ground a sword capable of killing a human being, but the ant tried its best but couldn't lift the sword.
Chu Qingxiao is the ant, and the divine blood in his body that is constantly destroying his internal organs is the sword.
He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and they kept sinking, almost closing.
Ding.
A clear sword cry suddenly sounded.
It was like a rooster singing the dawn, which made Chu Qingxiao's body tremble, and the will that was about to disperse was condensed again at that moment.
"You brat! If you want to be a hero, show some heroic courage and don't give up halfway!"
"That will disgrace me, Song Guicheng!"
Song Guicheng's voice sounded at this moment.
Chu Qingxiao was stunned, but he saw that Song Guicheng had arrived beside him at some unknown time.
In his hand, he stretched out the sword named Po Zhenzi, and the majestic sword intent overflowed from the sword body, blasting towards the black energy surging forward. Although it still could not compete with the huge evil energy summoned by Zhulong, But the pressure on Chu Qingxiao was relieved a lot.
"Commander Song...why are you back..." Chu Qingxiao came to his senses and asked in surprise.
Song Guicheng rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Can you handle it if I don't come back?"
Chu Qingxiao was speechless for a moment.
But fortunately, Song Guicheng did not let Chu Qingxiao's silence last too long. He then said: "Did you see the eyes of this black snake?"
Chu Qingxiao nodded, but he didn't understand what Song Guicheng wanted to do.
"This guy is covered in scales, and that's where he looks easier to bully."
"We will work together to suppress this black energy later. I will find an opportunity to see if I can hurt him. Remember to cooperate with me and beat this guy back into his coffin board."
Hearing this, Chu Qingxiao looked at Song Guicheng, and then discovered that there were overlapping shadows on Song Guicheng's body. It was the dead souls of the Xizhou Sword Armor that were condensed in his soul.
Chu Qingxiao's eyes suddenly turned red. He understood very well what it meant for the souls of Jianjia to return to the Eternal Night Realm again...
No matter whether they can defeat the gods in front of them in the end, he no longer has the power to dispel the Zhuyin aura contaminated by the sword armors in the eternal night world, and his body cannot support him if he uses the Zhuyin divine blood again. The gathering of souls...
"Stop trying to act like a sissy for me. Don't hold me back when it's time to take action later!"
"Otherwise, your big brothers and I won't let you go even if we die!" Song Guicheng said softly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed and he cursed: "Damn it, I almost forgot, we are already damn dead!"
After saying this, his breath condensed and he said: "You bastard, use your strength to suck the milk!"
Chu Qingxiao didn't dare to neglect, he endured the severe pain when he heard the words, and once again activated the divine blood in his body, billowing black energy rushed out at that moment.
Song Guicheng also condensed his eyes, and all his sword intent surged out at that moment.
The decline, which had been suppressed by Zhulong, eased somewhat at this time.
The black energy pouring out of Chu Qingxiao's body continued to surge forward, pressing against Zhulong.
…
Zhulong's scarlet eyes shone with a strange light.
The sky full of black energy spread in front of his eyes. He could not see Chu Qingxiao's figure, but he could feel that the other party's breath was getting weaker with each breath under his pressure.
According to this trend, within ten breaths at most, the mortal body will collapse and die because it cannot bear the power of the divine blood running rampant in the body.
And he could finally get his wish and get the Zhuyin Divine Blood that belonged to him.
Everything is going smooth.
But just when he was about to taste the fruits of victory, the mortal suddenly surged out of strength for some unknown reason and actually suppressed the evil energy.
Zhulong's patience was almost exhausted. He had been waiting for this moment for too long and he couldn't wait any longer.
The scarlet light in his eyes became more and more dazzling, and the evil energy around him surged out more violently. He wanted to use this sudden increase in power to completely crush the mortal.
Zheng!
Just when he was accumulating strength and preparing to give Chu Qingxiao a fatal blow, a clear sword sound suddenly came from the black air amid the rolling evil energy in front of him.
Zhulong's eyes flashed with blood when he realized something was wrong, but at this moment, a figure in the black energy broke through the evil barrier and suddenly came out.
It was a very small figure.
But his whole body was filled with majestic sword intent, cold and pure.
He vaguely felt the danger, and black tentacles suddenly stretched out around his head, trying to stop the figure.
But the figure wrapped in sword intent was incredibly fast. The sword intent around him was extremely sharp and cut off several incoming tentacles. Amidst Zhulong's roar, the figure had already arrived in front of Zhu Yin.
He stepped on Zhulong's head, and with a slight click, he jumped up high, and then fell suddenly. The long sword in his hand turned into a sharp blade and went straight for Zhulong's huge right eye.
"How dare you!" Zhuyin, who realized the other party's purpose, roared, and the entire Yongye Realm began to tremble violently.
Countless black tentacles poured out from the gaps in his scales and blocked Song Guicheng. The majestic black energy used to fight against Chu Qingxiao was also mobilized by him at this time, and surged towards Song Guicheng.
The evil spirit that originates from the origin of the gods possesses extremely terrifying power.
Without a body like Chu Qingxiao that had absorbed the divine blood, it would be difficult for ordinary creatures to contend.
Even Song Guicheng is no exception.
But facing the terrifying black energy rolling in and blocking him, Song Guicheng had no intention of backing down.
His brows darkened, and dozens of phantoms of sword armor emerged from his body. Without any hesitation, those sword armors suddenly stretched out their sharp swords and struck at the black energy in front of them.
boom.
Accompanied by a soft sound.
The long swords in the hands of the swordsmen shattered, and their spiritual bodies also broke instantly.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword-armored souls completely disappeared.
But thanks to this, the majestic black energy in front of him also instantly decreased by a few points, and the sword in Song Guicheng's hand moved forward an inch.
Zhulong's scarlet pupils flashed with horror.
He finally saw the purpose of this insignificant mortal in front of him...
They wanted to use their own dead souls to burn into ashes as a price, and use their souls to smash the evil spirit into pieces, thereby injuring his divine body.
This approach is stupid to the extreme, just like a tiny ant trying to move forward, using the lives of its companions as a barrier to hurt an elephant. It is extremely ridiculous.
The power of ants can certainly be small.
But this fierce will that is not afraid of death is enough to make the gods feel trembling.
"Arrogant!!!"
Zhulong let out a roar, and more evil energy rushed in.
But Song Guicheng still looked grim.
Heroic souls with swords and armors surged out around him, using their souls to collide with those evil spirits again and again.
Zhu Yin became more and more angry, and the surging black energy became more and more intense.
From the beginning, the heroic souls of dozens of sword armors could make Song Guicheng's sword advance a little. But later, it took hundreds or even hundreds of sword armor souls to pay the price of losing their souls in order to do it.
The distance between Song Guicheng's sword edge and Zhulong's pupils was only a few feet away, but it was like a huge chasm that required countless dead souls to fill it.
The number of sword-armored dead souls attached to Song Guicheng's body became increasingly thin, but the sword intent surrounding him became increasingly turbulent.
That was the result of the dead soul of the sword armor transmitting all its sword intent to Song Guicheng's body before being annihilated.
That is the sword intention of the dead souls, and it is also their will.
Song Guicheng's body began to tremble and his eyes began to turn red.
He held the sword in his hand tightly and worked hard to move it to the extreme.
He wanted to be worthy of their sacrifice, and he wanted to send this will, together with the sword in his hand, into the eyes of the gods.
Let this aloof god feel the anger of mortals, and he can also shake the world.
His mouth began to roar, and the sword armors on his body also shot out one after another.
The black energy was smashed into pieces, and the souls of the sword armors were scattered.
boom.
With a soft sound, the soul of the last sword armor was annihilated, and the evil aura between the gods and Song Guicheng also completely dissipated.
Song Guicheng's eyes were red, and murderous intent surged around him.
He looked at the scarlet eyeballs that were so close, and all his anger poured out at this moment.
The violent sword intent from the Eight Thousand Sword Armor was activated by him at this moment, and he was about to condense it on his sword edge and blast it towards the god in front of him.
But at this moment, a smile spread across Zhulong's huge eyeballs.
Song Guicheng's heart trembled, and he realized something was wrong.
But before he could figure out what he had missed, a black tentacle suddenly appeared between him and his eyeball.
This black tentacle was obviously not enough to stop Song Guicheng who was carrying such a huge sword intent.
But above the black tentacles, there was a figure with a frightened face.
It's Zhu Yuan!
Wu Zhu, who regarded Zhuyin as his faith, was pulled out by his god at the last moment and stood in front of the god.
At this moment, the violent sword intent blasted into Zhu Yuan's body.
Zhu Yuan let out a painful cry, and his body was shattered by the sword intent in just an instant.
But just this moment of stagnation was enough for Zhulong to activate a wave of evil energy and block Song Guicheng again.
The edge of the sword touched the evil spirit, and the long sword named Po Zhenzi suddenly shattered. At the same time, the evil energy also poured into Song Guicheng's body. Under the erosion of the evil energy, his soul blurred and blurred at a speed visible to the naked eye. transparent and then tends to dissipate.
A wry smile appeared on Song Guicheng's lips.
He was a little helpless.
It's obvious that he can do it just a little bit away.
But it's just a little bit worse.
Gods...
Is it really that invincible?
He was unwilling but unable to do anything.
He closed his eyes dejectedly, accepted the fate of failure, and allowed the rolling evil spirit to wrap up his soul...
…
Zheng!
But at this moment, there was a crisp sword cry in his ears.
His heart was shocked, and his soul, which was on the verge of dissipation, suddenly opened its eyes.
What came into view was a rusty long sword.
It looks so shabby.
The rust on the sword covered almost half of the sword.
The blood scab and soil that have not been washed away are faintly visible on it.
There is no powerful sword spirit hidden in his sword body, nor does it contain the soul of some powerful person.
It was just an ordinary sword.
It was so ordinary that the rusty sword body seemed to be broken at any time.
Song Guicheng felt that this sword looked familiar.
He had seen it somewhere...
It was the rusty sword that fell between the rubble at the ruins of Wuling City.
It was the sword that Chu Yueshan wanted to pick up, but couldn't.
At this moment, the person holding it is a girl.
Her whole body was filled with meager but pure sword intent, and the rusty sword trembled slightly under the sword intent, like an unskilled musician using his own inferior skills to try hard to respond to the sound of flowing wine from the mountains...
Clumsy, but determined.
yes……
The art of observing the sword and nourishing the mind.
After all, she chose to activate the sword power she had gained through hard training for more than ten years...
She rushed to Song Guicheng and stretched out her hand towards him, her eyes anxious but determined.
Song Guicheng reacted to his return in just a moment.
The lost fighting spirit was revived at that moment, and he stretched out his hand towards the opponent. At this moment, the sword intent condensed with the power of eight thousand sword armors surged out of his soul and went into the girl's body.
Then.
Before his soul disappeared, he used up his last breath of energy and spoke to the girl who pointed the sword edge at him.
"Please give it to you."
"The god in front of me and that brat..."
"Both."
After saying this, a smile appeared on his lips, and his soul turned into particles of light and disappeared between heaven and earth...
