"How dare you show up directly like this?"
As soon as Shi Chi Shang was rescued, Lixue Lion Ax started shouting in a horrifying tone.
In this kind of battlefield where tens of millions of evil creatures are fighting, even though the Lixue Lion Ax has now returned to the sixth level, it is still comparable to the giant Mingzun, and he still dare not be careless at all.
Because if you are not careful and are hit by the violent energy of thousands of evil things, it is very likely to explode on the spot.
So he couldn't figure it out. Shi Chishang was only invincible in the Underworld Emperor period. How could he dare to rush into the battlefield so unscrupulously.
But at this moment, Shi Chishang didn't even bother to reply to him, and desperately activated his soul consciousness to spread crazily towards the surrounding battlefield, looking for the figure that might exist.
"What are you looking for?" Lexue Lion Ax asked suspiciously as if he had guessed something when he saw his movements.
As he was talking, seven or eight thick and majestic dark lights were fired at him one after another. They all saw Shi Chi Shang's banner commanders of the Hanwu Dynasty, and wanted to use the power of everyone to kill him completely.
At the same time, several flag commanders on Shengtang's side realized that Shi Chishang was in a bad situation, and immediately controlled the ghosts of their subordinates, sweeping in the evil spirit and blocking the majestic dark light coming from the opposite side.
Seeing that his own side was gradually becoming the center of the fight between the two parties, even though the blood-living lion ax was just a weapon, he still had a chilling feeling. He hurriedly wrapped up Shi Chishang and tried to retreat towards the rear.
boom! boom! boom! In the distance, from the depths of the vast cold mist, three figures came tearing through the void. Wei Xi, the Marquis of the Weiwu Army of the Hanwu Dynasty, the ancestor of the Soul-sucking Moth, and the leader of the Puppet Sect, the three giants of the Ming Zun came at the same time, and the fastest among them was not the Ming Zun. Wei Xi, who was at his peak, and the leader of the Puppet Sect in the middle stage of Ming Zun, but only the ancestor of the soul-sucking moth who was in the early stage of Ming Zun.
The ancestor of the soul-absorbing moth transformed into a human form and had an elegant figure. He stepped on the colorful light and suddenly appeared in the sky. The moment he raised his left arm, endless white powder exploded, mixed with thousands of underworld lights intertwined with gorgeous flames, covering the sky and the earth. It flooded towards each person with an axe.
The soul-sucking moths are not a strong race, and their melee capabilities are ordinary. However, while they are physically weak, they possess unimaginable spiritual power, especially their magical powers. Looking at the ghost world, they are one of the few that can rival the horse-faced clan. Race.
The blood-living lion ax couldn't dodge, and it caught some dark light and powder, and immediately felt dizzy. As a weapon soul, it was almost pulled out of the ax body by the ancestor of the soul-sucking moth.
"Fuck!" Li Xue Shiaxu was shocked. A rich blood light suddenly rolled up on the ax body. Faintly, a divine ring with three colors of platinum, blood red, and gold appeared behind him, and then directly stabilized the soul. , the nearly seventeen-foot-long ax blade suddenly swung, and struck each of the three attacking Ming Lords one after another.
Three times they fought, the clanging sound shook the sky. Even though the bloody lion ax was once a seventh-grade imperial soldier, he was still forced to retreat under the joint efforts of the three Nether Lords. Of course, the three Nether Lords also groaned each. Stopped the attack.
Looking at the bone-deep scar on the palm of his hand, the leader of the Puppet Sect, who was wrapped in a black robe, said in a hoarse voice, with a hint of surprise: "A mutilated imperial soldier?"
The ancestor of the soul-absorbing moth was pale, and it almost pulled out the soul of the blood-living lion axe, which completely angered the blood-living lion axe. The previous round of fighting also resulted in a ten-tenth counterattack from this incomplete imperial weapon. It was not strong in physique. He was almost cut in half by a blood axe, and even had a large amount of energy and blood taken away from him.
Among the three, only Wei Xi, who was at the peak of Ming Zun, was still intact, with only a gap being cut by the enemy's blade.
At this moment, he stared at the bloody lion axe, his eyes full of greed, and sneered: "I wanted to avenge my son, but I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to get this magic weapon!"
"I've got your female horse!" Li Xue Lion Ax was so unruly and unruly that he burst into flames when he heard this. With a flick of the ax blade, the three-color divine ring expanded. When the soul path aura rose, it was already breaking through the air. In front of him, the three colors of platinum, blood red, and gold merged and turned into a swift and unparalleled slash, which went straight towards him.
boom! Wei Xi swung his sword to meet the attack. At the moment when the swords and axes clashed, turbulent air waves swept across all directions, and shattered energy splashed all over the sky, splitting the heaven and the earth. Even the ancestor of the Soul Absorbing Moth and the leader of the Puppet Sect had to dodge.
When Lexue Lion Ax blocked the pursuit of the three giants, Shi Chi Shang had also calmed down from his initial excitement.
Although he was still using his soul to search for traces of Niu Sanshan and others, he also used escape techniques to hide his traces to avoid becoming the target of the opponent's fire again.
However, despite the many days of fighting and the death of countless Yin objects on both sides, there are still tens of millions of Yin objects remaining in the battlefield. The endless energy is mixed together, making it impossible for Shi Chishang to find them for a while. Niu Sanshan et al.
Seeing the chaotic situation on the battlefield, Shi Chishang's thoughts were whirling in his mind. Suddenly he seemed to think of something. He raised his hand and pulled out the Xuanyan torture rope from the blood-red divine ring. The surging soul power poured into it, directly stirring up the sleeping man. The origin of the artifact.
In an instant, the nine iron ropes clanked and circled like giant pythons made of gray iron. The coercion of the earth-level treasure swept across the world and quickly spread to the surrounding battlefields.
As the pressure of this earth-level treasure expanded, the surrounding battlefield fell into a brief silence in an instant. Everyone looked here in shock, especially the Mingzun giants, and those who were originally there. The two underworld emperors who were watching the battle from behind looked over with greatly changed eyes.
Earthly treasure! Unowned earth treasure!
boom! Almost at the moment when it was recognized that Shi Chi Shang had not refined the Xuan Yan Torture Rope, countless qi machines erupted one after another. One after another, the Ming Zun giants, regardless of their status, flew towards Shi Chi Shang almost crazily, among them. Some are even giants on the Shengtang side.
Surrounded by many giants, Shi Chishang felt chills all over his body, and the sense of crisis that was so strong that it seemed as if it was real made him feel as if he was suffocating.
But the more this happens, the clearer his state of mind becomes. The regular rhythm called "soul" lingers around his body, making him feel like he has received divine help and awakens his spiritual wisdom. He constantly stirs up the origin of Xuanyan Xingsuo, trying to sense it. Another artifact with the same origin and origin - Nine Punishers!
Somewhere in the vast battlefield, Shi Chi Shang was standing alone in the sky. Around him, one after another, giant hands condensed with the power of the underworld and the laws of the great road, broke through the time and space of the world, and captured this place from a distance. , dozens of underworld realms squeezed and stacked together, causing the whole world to tremble violently, gradually twisting and shattering, creating countless black space-time cracks.
Seeing that several of the giant hands were less than three feet away from him, the aura that belonged to Ming Zun almost touched Shi Chi Shang's face. He, who had always been immersed in perception, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes and disappeared out of thin air. .
boom! The giant hands that grabbed them couldn't stop their strength, and they collided together. The underworld collided, and the underworld energy stirred up. The tide of underworld energy that burst out directly caused all the evil objects within 40,000 feet around the collision point to be reduced to nothingness and completely annihilated.
At the same time, Shi Chishang's figure also appeared fifty thousand feet away.
There are many important formations inside the Juhan Pass, and there is a fierce battle outside the Pass. The entire time and space is in a state of shock and chaos almost all the time.
In the past, Chi Shang could jump 100,000 feet in an instant, but now he could only jump 50,000 feet at most, and his speed was far less than before. During the teleportation process, he was affected by the tide of dark energy, and his muscles and bones were almost broken, and his body was shattered into pieces. .
So just after he escaped from the light, Shi Chishang was coughing up blood, but no matter how weak his breath was, his eyes were as hot as ever.
At the end of his gaze, there was a young man who was vigorously swinging a war hammer, his posture as wild as a wild beast.
Although this man looks unfamiliar and has disheveled hair, what he exudes is clearly the aura of the Soul Dao!
As the founder of the Soul Dao, the illusions on the other party's body were almost non-existent to Shi Chishang. With just one glance, he could see through the cover of the illusions and gain insight into the origin of the other party's soul.
Niu Sanshan! This young man is clearly Niu Sanshan who transformed into a human form!
After more than ten years of separation, Niu Sanshan's soul source has undoubtedly become countless times stronger than before, and he has now reached the peak of the Underworld Lord.
With his insight into the avenue, Shi Chishang clearly sensed that there was a prototype of a throne that was still in the casting stage within the opponent's body. The four avenue marks on it were either incomplete or complete, making Niu Sanshan's whole aura as if he had stepped out of the wilderness. The ancient ferocious beast is extremely ferocious.
"I found you!" He spat out another mouthful of blood, and Shi Chishang laughed excitedly with his eyes. He flashed his figure and once again avoided several Ming Lords who were chasing him. He walked through the gap between the virtual and the real, following the condensed soul consciousness. At the anchor point, the figure changes from virtual to solid, appearing in front of Niu Sanshan.
"F*ck!" Shi Chishang's sudden appearance made Niu Sanshan, who had been killing happily, jump out of his wits. He dragged the Xingjiu hammer and retreated quickly as if facing a formidable enemy.
Unexpectedly, Niu Sanshan's first reaction when seeing him was to retreat. Shi Chishang was startled at first, and then suddenly woke up.
The new soul path is completely different from the old version. After I rebuilt my body, my aura was already very different from the past. Moreover, now that the soul path has blessed the foundation, outsiders have no way of prying into it. So let alone Niu Sanshan, even for myself The most familiar Yu Lewei came, and she was determined not to recognize herself at first glance. She would only think that she was the soul flame of the Yin Yang Sect.
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Just when the eyes of the top officials on both sides of the battlefield were attracted by Shi Chishang, deep in the army of the Cambrian Dynasty, Abe Seimei, who was dressed in a bloody Yin-Yang robe, held a jade sword shrouded in blood mist at his fingertips. Wu Di stared at a corner of the battlefield.
There are two groups of Yin armies fighting there, one is the elite of Fushuang City led by Di Ge, and the other is the masters of Danhan Palace led by Qiming Sanren. Both sides are first-class masters of controlling violent energy. Naturally, the fight at this moment is no different. The power is endless, the dark energy, blood light, Yin Qi, and violent evil are all surging fiercely like a tsunami, rushing back and forth.
While the two teams were fighting in a bloody battle, talismans appeared one after another under their feet.
These talismans were all as red as if they had been soaked in blood for a long time. Moreover, because the talismans were so tiny, only the size of a mustard seed, not even Di Ge and Qiming Sanren were aware of them.
In the huge battlefield, only Abe Seimei, who was always observing the other side, saw the appearance of these talismans.
Staring at the bloody talismans that gradually emerged, Abe Seimei smiled slightly and raised the corners of his lips happily. That seemingly leisurely smile revealed endless cruelty and pleasure.
