"Give it to me!" Zhulong's voice struck Chu Qingxiao's eardrums like muffled thunder.
Along with it, there was a surge of pressure that was as heavy as Mount Tai.
That coercion seemed to have substance.
Wrapped in the evil spirit that fills the sky, I come here with love.
Chu Qingxiao's clothes were blown by the incoming evil spirit, and his already weak body was swaying even more, like a candle in the wind, he would fall to the ground at any time.
Blood began to ooze from his mouth and nose and kept flowing.
But he didn't care. He just endured the severe pain all over his body and straightened his bent spine.
Then he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his face and looked directly at the god in front of him.
He was not afraid, but instead activated the power in his body more and more frequently.
And such an action made the pain in his internal organs become more and more intense, as if it was going to tear him apart.
But he grinned, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
Looking at the behemoth in front of him with contempt, he said: "I am not your subject."
"If you want it, come and get it yourself!"
When Chu Qingxiao said these words, Zhulong seemed to be irritated and let out a huge roar.
Underground palace...
No!
It was as if the entire Eternal Night Realm began to tremble under its wrath.
The billowing black air surged forward and hit Chu Qingxiao's face.
"Mortal, you will pay the price for your transgression!" Zhulong's dull voice sounded again.
Chu Qingxiao's dark eyes burst out with a cold light.
"No... you are a relic of the old era. You should return to the coffin where you sleep!" Chu Qingxiao also said in a cold voice. The same turbulent pressure burst out around him, and the billowing black energy that was not inferior to the other party surged out.
Two streams of black energy wrapped in divine power met in mid-air, constantly colliding with each other, like two hungry beasts, both trying their best to tear each other apart.
Then the surviving victor can enjoy the delicious food from the corpse.
both.
One is an ancient exiled god.
One is a mortal who has swallowed the blood of the gods.
The evil energy inspired by the two men was extremely turbulent, with the force of a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
But at the same time.
The awakened god is extremely weak, and the ancient shackles are still engraved on his soul. Every moment and every breath of his coming consumes a little bit of the divine power he has accumulated in hibernation for thousands of years.
Chu Qingxiao, who swallowed the blood of gods, was only a mortal after all. His body could not withstand the power of the gods. Without stimulating a trace of black energy, the collapse of his body was aggravated.
so.
The battle before our eyes.
It is not so much a contest between strength and strength as it is a confrontation between will and will.
Whoever shows signs of cowardice will lose the war.
But compared with Zhulong, Chu Qingxiao's chips in his hands were somewhat smaller after all.
As the black energy continued to collide, blood began to seep out of his body, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.
…
"What the hell happened!" Standing on the ruined city of Wuling City, Chu Yueshan finally came to his senses.
He looked at the scene in the dark space in front of him - the billowing black energy between Zhu Long and Chu Qingxiao, colliding with each other.
Even though he was already in the realm of eternal night, the sense of oppression caused by the bombardment of the two forces still made Chu Yueshan feel anxious.
The people around him also came to their senses and gathered at the intersection of the eternal night world and the real world, watching nervously.
"The True God of Zhuyin is competing with that brat for the blood of the God of Zhuyin in his body." Song Guicheng stepped forward at this moment, staring at the scene in the eternal night world, and said in a deep voice.
When Chu Yueshan heard this, his head suddenly felt dizzy.
A few days ago, he and Sun Kuan were worrying about how to find a virtuous and virtuous wife for his hysterical son.
But in the blink of an eye, his less than accomplished son suddenly began to fight against the legendary gods.
This huge contrast made Chu Yueshan, who had received a lot of difficult-to-digest information in a short period of time, feel a little overwhelmed.
"When did he become so powerful?" Chu Zhaozhao also stepped forward, frowning as he looked at the scene where Chu Qingxiao and Zhulong were indistinguishable.
"It's not that he is powerful, it's the Zhuyin Divine Blood in his body that is powerful." Song Guicheng whispered.
After she said this, she looked at Chu Qingxiao, and then she realized that Chu Qingxiao's body was shrouded in billowing black air, and blood was constantly overflowing from his body.
"He used all the divine power used to seal the divine blood to remove the evil spirit from the souls of Wuling City. Now he is like a naked beauty, standing in front of Zhu Yin, an old bastard, trying to stop Zhu Yin.
Yin received the divine blood and fully recovered, his only way is to absorb the divine blood and fight against it." Song Guicheng whispered.
After saying that, he glanced at the crowd.
Many people there had verbally abused Chu Qingxiao because they did not understand Chu Qingxiao's intentions when he opened the passage to the present world.
Upon hearing what Song Guicheng said, they immediately lowered their heads in shame.
"What do you mean? What are the consequences of absorbing that divine blood?" Sun Kuan felt something bad from Chu Zhaozhao's solemn expression, and he asked hurriedly.
"Wrapped in the divine blood is the original power of Zhuyin. Chu Qingxiao is just a mortal, and his body cannot withstand this power. Forced action will only cause his body to be corroded by the divine blood..." Chu Zhaozhao said in a heavy tone.
.
"Then... what should we do?" Chu Yueshan suddenly panicked when he heard this. His eyes swept across the ground and saw a rusty broken sword among the gravel not far away.
It was probably left over from the war twelve years ago.
He didn't have time to think too much, he reached out and wanted to pick up the sword and go to the eternal night world to help his son.
But when he stretched out his hand, he passed through the rusty sword...
He was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Song Guicheng's voice: "You are dead souls. In this world, your weak souls with little cultivation before you have no way to affect things in this world.
"
Only then did Chu Yueshan realize that they were already dead.
His face turned pale, and he turned to look at the eternal night world. Chu Qingxiao had gradually lost in the confrontation with Zhulong. He was dripping with blood, and it seemed that he might fall down at any time.
As a father, he can accept any suffering.
Being accused, insulted, and given all kinds of unwarranted bad names.
He can also endure five hundred bags of rice a day and walk a hundred miles back and forth.
You can also be humble and smile at others' ridicule.
None of this matters.
Because he is a father, he should hold up an umbrella for him to protect him from the wind and rain. Even if he is soaked, he should not let him get a corner of his clothes wet.
But what he couldn't accept was.
His son was dying step by step right in front of him, but he couldn't pick up the sword and fight for him.
"I heard that Wu Zhu said that in the Eternal Night Realm, we can be like ordinary people. Not here, but we can go in!" Sun Kuan's voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Yueshan was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment, a bright light burst out from his pupils, which were clearly gradually becoming hollow.
He really wanted to hug his brother-in-law and kiss him hard at this moment, but he didn't have time. Just after thinking of this, he raised his head and screamed, and impatiently walked towards the person he had just escaped from.
hell.
"I'm with you!" A voice suddenly came from behind.
Everyone looked around, but it was Wang Che. When Wang Dagui saw his son showing off, he almost subconsciously stopped him, but before he could say anything, he thought of something and walked up to him.
"Anyway, I've already died once, so what if I die again!" Wang Dagui, who was fat, said with rare pride.
"I'll go too!" Cao Shugong also stood up.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Luo, Xian Ling, even Butcher Liu and the people who had verbally insulted Chu Qingxiao all stood up at this time.
When Zhu Yin's control faded, everyone also regained their sanity.
Chu Qingxiao risked his life for them, and they were naturally willing to go to that hell again for Chu Qingxiao.
"No! You can't go!" But Chu Zhaozhao stopped in front of the united people.
"Your souls are extremely weak and there is no way to change the situation of this war. If you go, you will die in vain. Instead, you will let him down!"
"Then I can't watch my son die in front of me." At this moment, Chu Yueshan had no intention of talking to others. He was about to rush forward as he spoke, and everyone around him also did the same.
"I think Miss Chu is right." But at this moment, Song Guicheng's voice suddenly sounded.
"There's no use in doing this." He said with a leisurely look on his face, looking across the crowd.
Chu Yueshan frowned: "Commander Song..."
He had just finished speaking when he was interrupted by Song Guicheng.
Song Guicheng turned around at this moment and faced the land of eternal night where the black energy surged.
He stretched out one hand, and the crystal objects in the eternal night world gathered in his hand, condensing into a sword full of cracks in his hand.
That was a bad period that was ruined by Zhu Yuan!
Behind him, streaks of white light emerged, and the souls of the sword-armored dead who had been resurrected by Chu Qingxiao's divine power appeared around him.
They also stretched out their hands, and a long sword full of cracks appeared in their hands.
At that moment, the surging sword intent rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky.
Song Guicheng turned around and blinked at everyone.
"This kind of good thing like saving the world has to be done by me, Xizhou Sword Armor."
After saying this, the smile on his face faded and the light in his eyes became sharp at that moment.
"Xizhou Sword Armor!" he shouted loudly.
"The sword is here!" the swordsmen responded angrily.
At that moment, the sword intent gathered into the force of the river and the sea.
The corner of Song Guicheng's mouth raised, he gently stroked the broken sword body and whispered.
"Let's go, boys."
"Don't let that brat steal our spotlight!"
Everyone's eyes turned red as they looked at the group of figures marching towards hell.
Chu Zhaozhao also looked at the backs of the swordsmen in Xizhou. Her body was trembling a little, but it was not just because of the determination of the swordsmen in front of her.
What's more, Song Guicheng's method of reforging a broken sword was just now.
She vaguely remembered that she had seen similar records in the Tianxuan Mountain Library.
…
There was a city in ancient times.
Famous for his harp and sword.
Later, there was a disaster, and a fierce enemy came to attack.
Soldiers died in battle, and generals drank in hatred.
Fierce enemies entered the city and fought against the common people.
However, if the sword is broken and the man dies, the hero's soul remains.
Seeing all living beings in trouble.
The heroic soul is unwilling to give up.
Therefore, the soul is used to forge a broken sword.
The spirit is the body of the sword, and the soul is the intention of the sword.
then.
The sound of mountains and flowing water can be heard everywhere in the city.
The soul returned in the sound of the harp, holding the sword of the dead and breaking thirty thousand armors.
Before the song is finished, the enemy will be killed.
However, this method is fierce.
When the sword comes out, the soul is annihilated.