Thanks to the lessons learned from Lingtian and Bibi Dong, when they saw that Lingtian was about to fight with Xue Jin again, everyone in Wuhun Palace immediately put aside their previous suspicions and the two groups of soul masters tacitly resisted together.
Qian Renxue doesn't have to worry.
Lingtian's barrier is entirely made up of divine power. As long as he is fine, no one can hurt her.
The energy aftermath is still spreading out in all directions.
Violent energy ripples swept all around in an instant, setting off waves of smoke and dust.
Pillars, vegetation, tiles, etc. were torn into pieces by the energy aftermath almost instantly, turning into fine dust and floating in the air.
If everyone in Wuhun Hall hadn't reacted in time, many of them would have ended up like this.
The stalemate continues.
'Kacha!'
Suddenly there was a crisp cracking sound.
In Xue Jin's unbelievable eyes, the blood-colored spear that had been enhanced by Rakshasa's divine power suddenly stumbled during the collision with the Bing Ji Sword, and then broke into two pieces amid the cry of the blood python!
The giant frost dragon roared and bit the blood python in one bite.
Suddenly the blood flowed out.
Bloody mist rose from the broken gun, then was completely solidified by the power of frost.
It turned into blood-colored ice crystals and fell to the ground.
"What?!"
Xue Jin staggered backward violently, his angry eyes full of horror!
How is that possible!
Was he actually defeated?
Lingtian breaks his attack?
This was his strongest blow, but now he was knocked away by Ling Tian with his martial soul sword?
How strong is this guy!
The red eyes paused, and Xue Jin, who was originally driven by anger, regained his composure.
However, there is no time for it to react now.
In an instant.
After destroying the blood python, the giant frost dragon rushed towards Xue Jin without slowing down. Before the ice dragon arrived, the air of frost had already enveloped it. The biting coldness condensed ice marks, as if it would freeze the entire space.
generally.
Xue Jin's body was now covered with a thin layer of ice.
"not good!"
Xue Jin's face tightened, realizing that the situation was not good.
"The grudge between us should end. If you lose... then go die."
The words just fell.
But before he could react, the giant frost dragon suddenly crashed into Xue Jin.
There was a loud "boom" sound, and the ice dragon exploded on Xue Jin's chest, splashing countless blood-red ice shards.
Bright red blood was mixed with it.
But it was far from over, as the Bingji sword that followed followed him through the chest with a 'puff' sound.
A ray of golden light flashed across the Bing Ji Sword at this moment, which was the power from the Golden Dragon King.
A touch of bright red blood spilled.
At the same time, it also penetrated his heart.
It's still beating.
But every time it beats, blood will rush out along the sword.
Bright red blood flowed along the tip of the sword.
Tick tock tick...
"Lost, defeated?"
A sense of ice followed the Bingji Sword, starting from the wound. The icy chill quickly spread throughout the body, and the blood was condensed into blood-red ice crystals before it even dripped from the tip of the sword.
This moment seems like time has stopped.
'thump!'
'thump!'
The heart beats dozens of times faster than usual.
The power of ice surged out and was about to freeze its heart.
The vitality of the heart is disappearing little by little.
The flowing bright red blood has been frozen into dark brown solidification, and the heart is gradually covered with frost from the inside out.
For humans, as long as they have not yet become gods, the heart is the most important part of a soul master.
Xue Jin's heart is now pierced by the spirit sky, and even with the presence of Rakshasa spiritual thoughts, there is nothing he can do.
"Cough...I...cough cough..."
Xue Jin lowered his head with difficulty, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
His face has turned extremely pale.
The Rakshasa mark that had just condensed deep in the center of his eyebrows dimmed again.
He looked in disbelief at the long sword stuck in his chest and his heart that was already wrapped in ice.
Xue Jin raised his hands with great effort, grasped the edge of the Bingji Sword, and tried to pull it out from his body, but even if Lingtian didn't use his strength, he couldn't do it now.
There was pain, unwillingness and disbelief in his eyes.
Xue Jin couldn't understand.
Why was he so easily defeated by Lingtian? He had obviously exerted all his strength, but why couldn't he successfully catch even one of Lingtian's swords?
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The bright red blood was mixed with a lot of ice.
The power of frost has completely eroded his body.
Xue Jin's clear eyes gradually became distracted, until they began to become dull.
His strong physique kept him erect.
Sometimes having a high level of soul power is not necessarily a good thing.
Just like Xue Jin now.
If an ordinary soul master had been pierced through the heart, he would have died long ago.
But Xue Jin can now clearly feel that his life force is passing quickly.
The most tortured thing is the helplessness of watching oneself approach death step by step, but being unable to change anything.
Severe pain stimulates the brain.
But soon his senses became duller and duller, and in the end he couldn't feel the pain at all.
"How...could..."
"In this way...I...won't fall...here...no..."
Xue Jin's lips moved.
The sound was also intermittent and indistinguishable.
"ah!"
His voice stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.
The power of frost has froze Xue Jin into an ice statue from the inside out.
Only the weak vitality is still struggling.
The Lord of the Killing Palace, who once looked down upon all the heroes, was now unable to even utter a complete sentence.
Xue Jin, who wanted to break through the gods, would now fall at the last step before becoming a god. Who could have imagined how ironic this scene is to Xue Jin?
The hatred between them has long been endless, and it was doomed the moment he appeared in Wuhun Hall.
Since you are here in person, make plans to stay here.
"Xue Jin."
Lingtian looked down at Xue Jin, who had turned into withered ice, and said calmly, "From the Capital of Slaughter, to Wuhun City, to the Tiandou Empire, the grudges between us have been settled today.
"
"Let everything end again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lingtian raised his wrist and turned the Bing Ji Sword.
'boom!'
Xue Jin's heart exploded instantly, leaving fragments of frost all over the sky.
At the same time, his body fell from the air, mixed with ice and hit the ground heavily. There was a muffled sound of 'Bang!', and his body instantly shattered into ice slag on the ground.
On his deathbed, he may have some regrets in his heart.
Xue Jin never expected that the trip to Wuhun Palace would be his last journey.
'call--'
A gust of cold wind came out.
Completely crushing the broken ice slag that could no longer be broken, taking away the last traces of Xue Jin left in the world.
This time he really fell, and not even a scrap was left.
Kill the Lord of the Palace, Xue Jin, die!
This is Lingtian's true strength.
Now he is one step away from becoming a god in the true sense.
There is no one on Douluo Continent who can rival him.
If the opponent at that time had not been afraid of affecting Qian Renxue, he would not have spent so long with Bibi Dong, and directly slashed past Bibi Dong with a single sword. Bibi Dong could not even resist.
"Lao Gu, this is just the beginning."
Lingtian murmured in a low voice, recalling the sacrifice of the Golden Dragon King.
Using its power to end Xue Jin can be regarded as giving an explanation to Lao Gu.
When I thought about it, I felt relieved and light-hearted.
"..."
The huge Wuhun Hall was unusually silent at the moment.
Nearly a thousand people in the square looked at Lingtian in disbelief, and there was already an uproar in their hearts.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xue Jin is stronger than the Pope.
I thought it was a fierce battle, but I didn't expect it to be a complete crushing.
How strong is Lingtian?
The scene that happened in front of them made it difficult for everyone to calm down for a long time.
There was silence for a moment.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was the first to come back to his senses, took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Lingtian, "Thank you, His Highness Lingtian, for putting down the civil strife and killing Xue Jin, and for saving my Spirit Hall from danger."
"Thank you, Your Highness Lingtian!"
"Thank you, Your Highness Lingtian!"
"..."
Hearing this, everyone reacted one after another and leaned over to salute Lingtian to express their thanks.
Look around.
The crowd of spirit masters from the Wuhun Palace were all bowing to Lingtian to thank him.
The appearance of Lingtian truly saved their Wuhun Palace!
Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. He was also shocked by the strength displayed by Lingtian.
"Xiaotian...is he already so strong?"
Qian Renxue murmured in a low voice.
The clear and beautiful eyes of a child are so determined.
She was not shocked by Lingtian's powerful strength, but secretly strengthened her determination to become stronger in her heart. She was not the kind of little woman who succumbs to men to seek shelter.
She needs to become stronger before she can help him.
Rather than being a hindrance.
This is her, Qian Renxue, the pride that belongs exclusively to her twenty-level innate soul power.
Never succumb to others.
Walking side by side and seeking protection, even though the former is not easy, she will never regret it.
Think of this.
Qian Renxue raised her head slightly and stared at the young man in mid-air.
At this moment!
All the purple smoke has faded.
Her young man, with the rising sun on his back, was like a brave man who defeated the evil dragon, accepting the worship from everyone in Wuhun Palace. This scene was deeply engraved in her mind.
The corners of Qian Renxue's mouth curved slightly.
She couldn't help but feel proud in her heart, because this was her Qian Renxue's boy!
Only belongs to her.
I am sincerely happy for Lingtian.
She and he have long been inseparable from each other.
at the same time.
Lingtian lowered his head and looked at Qian Renxue, just as their eyes met.
He smiled gently and opened his palm to her.
"Sister Xue'er."
"Um."
Seeing this, Qian Renxue smiled knowingly, the angel's wings flapped slightly, and soon came to Lingtian's side to hold those warm palms.
"Thank you, Xiaotian."
"Between you and me, do we still need to talk about this?"
Lingtian squeezed Qian Renxue's little hand and glared angrily, "We haven't settled the matter that you rushed up to just now. We'll talk about it later after you finish handling the matters in Wuhun Hall!"
"So stingy~"
Qian Renxue smiled and leaned against Lingtian gently.
very nice……
The feeling of having someone to rely on turns out to be so relaxing.
She no longer has to be alone and bury all the depressing things in her heart.
A smile bloomed for a moment.
Seeing this smile, Lingtian's expression softened.
"Xiaotian..."
"Um?"
"What do you think I should do about it...the people in the Pope's Palace, although they had their reasons, they still caused civil strife. If Grandpa Jin Crocodile doesn't do anything, I'm afraid they won't agree."
As she said that, Qian Renxue's pretty face showed a bit of sadness.
Immediately, she looked at Lingtian eagerly and blinked a few times.
"What's this..."
Lingtian was slightly startled and quickly understood what Qian Renxue meant.
He smiled helplessly and asked, "So, you want me to come forward and help you convince Elder Jin Crocodile and the others?"
"Uh-huh!"
Hearing this, Qian Renxue nodded immediately.
"The soul masters in the Pope's Palace are very good, it would be a pity to abandon them."
Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she confessed all her thoughts, "It just so happens that you have defeated Bibi Dong and Xue Jin and saved the lives of everyone in Wuhun Hall. Now you will never say anything to them.
Violated."
"You're so good at planning..."
"Of course~"
Lingtian smiled helplessly, but still nodded and agreed.
Coming forward yourself is indeed the best way to resolve conflicts: he saved everyone's lives, even Golden Crocodile Douluo wants him to do this.
Immediately.
Lingtian then came to Golden Crocodile Douluo and discussed with him the arrangements for everyone in the Pope's Palace.
Everything was just as the two expected.
Although everyone in the Elder Hall was reluctant, they finally agreed due to Lingtian.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
at the same time.
In a corner where no one is paying attention, a dark purple energy is condensing.
This is the divine thought of the Rakshasa God.
She originally thought that everything would be fine after passing the mark to Xue Gan, but she never expected that Lingtian could interrupt the inheritance of the gods. This also caused the Rakshasa God, whose soul was already traumatized, to fall asleep directly.
So no matter how Xue Jin called, there was no response.
It's a coincidence.
If the Rakshasa spirit was still awake at that time.
Knowing that the inheritance of the divine throne can be restarted, Xue Jin will not act impulsively in a decisive battle with Lingtian.
But in the end it was still a step too late.
By the time Rakshasa's mind was awakened, Xue Jin had no scum left...
This time, the Rakshasa God really lost his wife and troops, and brought in all the descendants of the two gods.
"Lingtian!"
"I will definitely crush you to ashes!"
"No matter who you are!
"
The Rakshasa God gnashed his teeth in hatred, and his eyes were full of malice.
But everything is a foregone conclusion.
After all, we have to face reality.
The most important thing if you want to seek revenge from Ling Tian is to escape from here. If she is here too, it will be all over. With Bibi Dong and Xue Gan's lessons learned, the Rakshasa God will not dare to be careless this time.
After she regained consciousness, she didn't rush to escape.
Instead, he hid it secretly and restrained all the spiritual energy.