Hua Xi stood in a daze, her vision blurred by tears. At the same time, she clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips desperately.
"That's good. From now on, we don't owe each other anything, and we don't have to feel sorry for him anymore." Hua Xi put a smile on his face.
Seeing Hua Xi like this made Jiaruo feel very distressed. He wanted to comfort her, but the people called by Mingzun had already arrived one after another.
He hurriedly said: "You should leave as soon as possible. His Majesty and others have already set up a dragnet and are waiting to catch you!"
Hua Xi raised his eyes, looked at the divine soldiers coming from all directions, and said calmly: "Jia Ruo, please leave with me. I'm afraid the current God Realm cannot tolerate you."
Jia Ruo thought for a moment and shook his head: "This is the place where Master protects. If Master is no longer here, I will take his place and continue to protect it."
"You are a demon, and those old men can't tolerate you at all." Besides, they wanted to take advantage of him.
"I don't care, I just know that I can't let Master down." Jiaruo took out the totem from the Wu Na Talisman and gave it to her, "This is the eighth totem, please keep it."
Hua Xi looked down and saw that the torn and yellowed paper was covered with traces of time.
On the totem, there is a faint fragrance of tea, as if the same person is standing in front of you.
She hugged the totem tightly. She was so familiar with the totem that this one was really unmistakable.
In one corner of the totem, there is a Chinese character "Xi" written in seal script, which looks like a small crescent moon.
Yue Ya'er, Yue Ya'er, she thought he didn't know, Yue Ya'er was Xi...
Hua Xi gritted his teeth, drew out his giant sword, and said, "Jia Ruo, regarding Chong Xi, I think everything is over. I hope we won't mention him again in the future."
After saying that, she rushed out with her sword in hand.
The dress magic weapon at the front was swept away by her sword, and the whole land was immediately filled with mourning!
Yan Zun and Ming Zun stood at the back, each holding a bunch of banners, which were important magic weapons for setting up the twelve capitals of the Demon Slaying Formation!
"That stinky girl is really powerful! Why hasn't His Holiness come yet? If he didn't help again this time, I will definitely take this girl down!" Yan Zun gritted his teeth.
They were also frightened when they saw Hua Xi sweeping away a group of divine soldiers with one strike of his sword.
Recalling her appearance as the God of War back then, it made everyone in the six worlds tremble with fear!
"Yan Zun, she won't have already obtained the eighth totem, right? If her strength is restored, the Twelve Heavenly Demon Slaying Formations will probably not be able to do anything to her!"
Mingzun was so worried that his palms were sweating, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead from time to time. The fear in his heart reached the highest peak in nine thousand years!
Hua Xi, Hua Xi, the strongest among the gods back then, has made a comeback again!
"No, it will take at least a day for the power of the eight totems to be fused together. She can't do it! We just need to eradicate her before then." Yan Zun also wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Ming Zun nodded.
"So good, so good..." he kept saying.
The giant sword grew countless times and swept away hundreds of divine soldiers in an instant. Hua Xi was so powerful that in a short time, he was in front of Yan Zun and Ming Zun!
The two quickly retreated. How could they dare to confront Hua Xi before Fa Zun came?
"Come on! This girl hasn't taken out the God-killing Blade yet!" Yan Zun immediately commanded the magic soldiers behind to make up for it!
"She, why doesn't she use the God-killing Blade?" Ming Zun asked tremblingly.
