The large amount of black made the surrounding atmosphere extremely tense and depressing. A large number of ghost faces appeared in the sky, and each of these ghost faces was ferocious and terrifying.
This scene is extremely familiar.
Xiao Han quickly remembered that the same situation seemed to be true for Yuan Meng in the past. That grimace clearly suppressed the entire strength.
But the difference this time is that there are countless ghost faces, and the suppression possessed by each one is dozens of times stronger than what Yuan Meng originally controlled.
Xiao Han felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and immediately gave up his plan to set up a water-attribute array.
Although his current strength is theoretically comparable to that of the ancient god, he feels that the ancient god's strength has reached its strongest level.
That is, the peak of the ninth level, only one step away from the so-called immortality.
This is definitely not something he can resist now that he has just entered the tribulation period.
With a strong desire to survive, Xiao Han flapped his wings desperately, but countless ghostly faces still came towards him, and from time to time these ghostly faces turned into familiar faces.
Among them were the Holy Son, Kong Cai, and countless people who had died tragically recently.
"I hate so much." A grimace said sadly.
"Why is it that I am the one who died and not you, Xiao Han?"
"I will never forgive you in this life. This world is too unfair."
"Human race, human race, living things don't matter, they are just a group of guys lingering on, no matter what, everyone will die."
"To become a person, you have to lose more. If the people at the top want to be comfortable, the people at the bottom will suffer a lot."
Countless voices appeared in Xiao Han's ears, and he began to feel regret in his heart, and soon some fear appeared. But at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared: "Xiao Han, you have to firmly believe that what you are doing is all right."
Yes."
"Even if what you did was wrong, I believe it wasn't you who was wrong, it was the world that was wrong."
This was Liu Yan's voice, and there was some light in Xiao Han's eyes. His whole soul suddenly shook, and the golden light mixed with black light appeared on Xiao Han's body.
The familiar faces around him completely disappeared, and a large number of grimaces reappeared.
This kind of depression caused Xiao Han to fall into unreasonable fear, thus exposing his inner fear.
This person who died had high hopes for him. He just wanted the Tianxuan Realm to multiply and stop the erosion of the Dark Realm.
Xiao Han glanced around, but did not see Liu Yan.
Was that the voice transmission from Liu Yan just now?
While Xiao Han was thinking, dozens of figures appeared in the distance, each of them possessing the realm of returning to the void.
Three of them are the three saints.
"Xiao Han, take the sword." I saw two flying swords heading towards Xiao Han quickly. The demon who controlled the ghost faces in the sky felt a little exhausted. He wanted to stop the two swords, but he was unable to do anything.
I could only watch helplessly as Xiao Han held two swords.
At this time, Xiao Han was already in an extreme state. Although he didn't release many spells, in fact, those actions just now had drained his spiritual power.
Fortunately, Xiao Han had noticed the awakening of the spiritual dragon in his body. The moment he received the two swords, he directly let the spiritual dragon spew out a large amount of spiritual power. Now his body was a bottomless pit, and no matter how much spiritual power he had, it was not enough.
The water attribute formation was completed in an instant, exploding at the fastest speed, and a large amount of water vapor condensed. This was Xiao Han's own thought of a water attribute formation.
The original feminine defense was suddenly changed by Xiao Han to focus on gathering water vapor.
The next moment, dozens of water-blue hexagrams appeared, and countless blue flames shot out.
"Dry blue ice flame." Xiao Han whispered, and the surrounding dark matter began to burn crazily.
The surrounding area was quickly cleared, and even at such a strong concentration, it could not withstand the burning speed of the dry blue ice flame.
Holding both swords tightly, Xiao Han looked at the three saints, feeling tangled in his heart.
Now, with the efforts of the spiritual dragon, a large number of defensive methods have been used to barely trap Chi You. Now is the best time.
But Xiao Han fell into deep thought.
"Xiao Han, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and extract our consciousness." Liu Yan shouted loudly.
"But then you will fall into an unconscious state, which is no different from death." Xiao Han was unwilling, and quickly thought of something, and said loudly: "Maybe a sword is enough."
After saying that, he raised the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang, and according to the method he had memorized, a burst of energy penetrated directly into Qiao Tan'er's body. At the same time, the mysterious feeling was quickly connected to that bloodline.
Needless to say, his feelings for Qiao Tan'er, a burst of energy soared into the sky and poured directly into the Yin Yang Holy Sword. The whole process did not last long.
Qiao Tan'er fainted from weakness, and Xiao Han's spiritual consciousness briefly explored and discovered that Qiao Tan'er was only in a coma, and she was still alive. Her strength may have been reduced to a certain extent, but she could always recover slowly.
The Holy Sword of Yin and Yang seemed to have been infused with soul. It sounded "Weng", and the next moment it absorbed the power of blood from Li Yixuan's body. Xiao Han was full of doubts, but he just followed the control of his own consciousness. .
Didn't he say that he wanted to fall in love with the saint? Xiao Han began to take the initiative to recall the first time he met Li Yixuan, and the various experiences that followed. Perhaps unknowingly, he was already... really scumbag!
Now it is no longer time for Xiao Han to think about this. The Yin Yang Holy Sword immediately completed the condensation. This is a real Yin Yang Holy Sword.
Xiao Han slashed down with his sword, and just in time the monster broke through the blockade and came directly towards Xiao Han, facing the sword.
Whoosh!
A flash of sword light flashed, Xiao Han had already replaced the white tiger sword, and struck the Jie You forcefully, but did not get any effect.
Jiyou paused for a moment, then smashed the sword light into pieces and punched Xiao Han directly in the face.
Even the countless ghost faces in the void have given up.
Ghostface screamed and wandered around, and began to attack indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe. In this case, a large number of human monks and demon monks rushed towards this direction, gathering a lot of luck.
They know that this has reached a critical moment, and perhaps just a little bit of luck can determine success or failure.
Groups of creatures fell under the grimace, but they still could not stop their progress.
boom!
Xiao Han used the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang to forcibly receive Chi You's attack, and directly smashed the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang into pieces. The next moment, the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang were strangely put together again, no different from before.
It's really strong enough.
Xiao Han quickly distanced himself, knowing that it was not enough in this situation, far from enough.
It seems that it is difficult to truly win with just a Yin Yang Holy Sword.
But... in this entanglement, Xiao Han fought with that monster for dozens of rounds, desperately mobilizing the power of luck, and at the same time draining the spiritual power in his body, including the power of creation.
At this time, no trace of the power of creation was gone in the container of the power of creation.
At this last step, Xiao Han looked at Liu Yan, not knowing how to express his emotions.
While Xiao Han was thinking, a figure jumped directly on Xiao Han.
It was Liu Yan who was seen kissing Xiao Han gently, then separated again after touching, directly snatched the Yin Yang Demon Sword from Xiao Han's hand, and then stabbed it into his body.
The rapid loss of life breath is also a way, but the difference is that this time even the physical body cannot be preserved, and it is completely dead.
"Liu Yan!" Xiao Han roared in pain.
Liu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and she said with difficulty: "Live... you must live."
