Chapter 2233: Killing the sword with one's body (1 more)
Wang Lingying stood in the sky and slowly fell down. In her eyes, everyone in the world was like ants.
Zhao Si is dead.
The superpower king is also dead.
The two most amazing people in the world were wiped out without even a trace of their souls left. Their deaths would only make Wang Lingying become even more powerful.
They probably became nourishment for the heaven in front of them.
This is the price of going against heaven.
Die against the will of heaven, or continue to be a coward and wait for life to run out. This is the choice faced by the monks.
For most monks, there is no need to choose.
But for these monks who have reached the peak of the Tribulation Stage many years ago, they must make a choice, and those who come here today have already made a decision in their hearts.
Ha ha ha ha!
There was a burst of laughter, a group of sword cultivators rose into the sky, and countless sword lights appeared.
Li Ruyao took action with the Sword Sect disciples.
Countless sword lights gathered into a sea of swords. In the sky, the sword intent crisscrossed and the sword lights flowed.
These sword sect masters finally made their own choices.
Countless rays of sword light shot towards Wang Lingying.
But the sword light could not fall on Wang Lingying in the end.
Around her body, there were countless powers of heaven, forming a protective shield that enveloped her whole body.
Invincible!
She looked at the group of sword cultivators with disdain and said calmly: "A bunch of ants! You alone want to go against the will of heaven?"
Li Ruyao frowned and shouted: "Sword formation!"
The sword light began to change, one turned into two, two turned into four, and finally turned into thousands of rays...
Thousands of sword lights began to turn into a sword array, shooting towards Wang Lingying non-stop.
But no sword light can break through the protective shield.
However, a group of sword cultivators did not stop.
It seems that they are doing something very meaningless, but if they think it is meaningful, then it is truly meaningful.
Li Ruyao looked very focused and kept activating the sword array. After a while, he spoke again.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Thousands of sword lights suddenly gathered together to form a sword.
This sword is extremely pure and simple. When the sword falls, the world seems to be split open.
The protective shield in front of Wang Lingying clicked, cracks appeared, and then quickly disintegrated.
She looked at the group of sword cultivators in the distance with some surprise, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing, but the next moment, she became a little angry.
The sword light actually broke through the protective shield... Moreover, a sword mark appeared on her body.
The sword mark was very shallow and could not hurt her at all, but she was still very angry.
Then, she stretched out her right hand.
Countless powers of heaven gathered in the palm of her hand, forming a sword of heaven.
She raised her sword and swung it at Li Ruyao.
Li Ruyao's expression changed and he loudly said: "Burn!"
A group of sword cultivators, headed by Li Ruyao, began to spontaneously ignite their bodies, but their aura suddenly increased crazily, and infinite sword intent appeared in the world.
Every sword cultivator becomes a sword.
They turned their bodies into swords.
Dozens of people turned into dozens of swords, and finally these swords came together to form the last sword.
This sword was transformed by the energy and spirit of these dozens of people, and with the purest sword will, it slashed at Wang Lingying.
At the same time, the bodies of these people began to become illusory. They were going to die. Their bodies had melted, but their souls were still there.
At this moment, a wise man's voice sounded in Du Qingchen's mind.
"Absorb their souls quickly, otherwise it will be wasted."
Du Qingchen came back to his senses and hesitated.
The wise man said: "Hurry up. If you don't take away their souls, they will become the food of Heaven. It will only make her stronger. Everything is based on the overall situation. Since they chose to die with their swords, they have not thought about it.
If you want to survive, hurry up, otherwise it will be too late."
Before Du Qingchen could react, the wise man actually controlled the soul-calling flag to appear above Du Qingchen's head.
The summoning flag grew larger in the wind, and a magical black hole seemed to appear on it, from which a huge suction force came out.
In the sky, a group of sword cultivators' souls seemed to have discovered the existence of the soul-summoning flag, and they took the initiative to turn into streaks of black smoke and disappear into the flag.
And the last sword they turned into finally collided with the sword of heaven.
A dazzling white light appeared in the sky, as if the sky had been pierced.
The sword of heaven disappeared, and Wang Lingying's body took a step back.
Her face became a little ugly, and she stared at the soul-calling flag above Du Qingchen's head.
A group of monks stared at her and couldn't help but salivate.
Wang Lingying is really too strong.
This group of swordsmen sacrificed their lives with their swords, but in the end they still failed to hurt her.
Of course, Wang Lingying took a step back, leaving a deep sword mark on her body. It seemed that she was not injured, but was she really not injured?
Perhaps, this is hope.
At least, it gave those who came later more courage.
Wang Lingying suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the soul-calling flag.
Du Qingchen quickly put away the soul-summoning flag, but he suddenly found that his soul-summoning flag flew towards Wang Lingying uncontrollably. His expression changed drastically. Du Qingchen desperately wanted to take back the soul-summoning flag, but he found that between himself and the soul-summoning flag,
The sense of time is getting weaker and weaker.
At this moment, a figure rose into the sky.
That's Peng Huacheng.
He slashed out with his sword, slashing towards Wang Lingying's palm.
Wang Lingying snorted coldly and slapped the sword with his palm.
The sword was broken.
And Wang Lingying's palm was also broken.
Du Qingchen finally took back the soul-calling flag, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
This soul-calling flag is very important to him. This magic weapon has unlimited potential. At least for a long time, it can help him and become his trump card.
"Oh my god, it's so scary. You have to be more careful when you use the summoning flag again later. I felt like I was going to die just now."
The wise man sent a message to Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen smiled bitterly and said: "She is really too strong."
"It's okay. I'll help you in a moment. Don't take them out. Just put them in your storage space. I can also absorb their souls."
The wise man said.
Du Qingchen said yes repeatedly.
"Okay, I will refine them into soul generals first. Now you have to accumulate strength. Don't be impulsive. Let others go first, and you will go last."
The wise man reminded.
Du Qingchen's face turned red.
Isn’t there something wrong with this matter...
Peng Huacheng landed again and stood beside Sang Luoxue.
"Are you okay?"
Sang Luoxue asked.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Peng Huacheng said with a smile.
He was very happy because Sang Luoxue still cared about him.
Sang Luoxue snorted and ignored him.
Wang Lingying looked at the crowd below, her brows furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking. She gave Du Qingchen a deep look and did not make any move.
"Amitofu!"
The holy monk pronounced the Buddha's name and stood up.
Behind him, a group of Buddhist disciples also clasped their hands.
"Why, you bunch of bald donkeys want to go against the will of heaven?"