More than a thousand outstanding soldiers of the Snake Tribe fell!
They had consumed too much blood essence and too much mental power. In order to obtain the necessary strength to form an array, they were so weak that they resorted to the soul-burning technique...
Burning the soul at this time is suicide for them!
So when the formation was formed, they all shook their bodies and fell on rocks one after another.
Some people even fell directly into the sea, and their bodies drifted with the waves.
But even before death came, they still had smiles on their faces, and in their last eyes, two words flashed - no regrets!
They remembered that it was Nie Heng's intervention that saved their Snake Clan, allowing them to escape the catastrophe of genocide.
So if it weren't for Nie Heng, their snake clan would have completely perished long ago!
Snake warriors are grateful and know how to repay kindness!
All of this allowed more than a thousand snake clan warriors who had just died to still smile without regret until their death.
…
Rumble…
Outside the large formation, several dragon warriors were attacking like a child.
After all, they are all very powerful, and the weakest low-level warriors all possess the strength of the Martial Saint Realm. Therefore, although their number is small, they have an absolutely overwhelming advantage over a group of snake warriors.
What's more, these 30,000 or so Snake Clan warriors and Dongfang Guardsmen have already become useless...
Seeing that even the low-level dragon warriors' attacks had caused spider web-like cracks to form in the newly formed formation, Shui San's expression became extremely serious.
Finally, he took a deep breath and looked at Shi Jian with a smile: "Shi Jian, could you please tell Mrs. Ling Shen when you go back and tell her that I, Shui San, can't accompany her to wait for our emperor to return to the throne!"
Hearing this, Shi Jian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sadly: "Shui San can't..."
She knew what Shui San was about to do, so her voice was sad.
Shui San did not hesitate, he looked at his subordinates: "Where are my disciples from Dry Leaf Island?"
Upon hearing this, thousands of uniform shouts rang out.
"Disciples from Dry Leaf Island, here, here, here!"
"Disciples from Dry Leaf Island, here, here, here!"
"Disciples from Dry Leaf Island, here, here, here!"
…
Looking at the disciples who were cheering with joy, Shui San, the leader of Dry Leaf Island, raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "Brothers and nephews, you will go on the road with me today! Let those useless dragons see
Look at the pride of our snake warriors!"
As he finished speaking, blood suddenly bloomed from Shui San's chest - he actually chose to completely self-destruct while burning his soul in exchange for the fleeting strongest strength!
"With my blood and life, I will melt the formation..."
This is Shui San’s last roar!
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In the boundless darkness, Nie Heng was still dodging the black sword shadow again and again by relying on his heavenly consciousness which could only cover a certain range.
This sword is not a real sword, it seems to be just the sword's will, but it can follow Nie Heng like a shadow!
At the same time, he was sure of one thing: this is a field, a certain field!
In this realm, even if he runs wildly for a year using the Shukuchi Technique, his body will still only exist here and cannot leave!
Just like the blood that dyed the darkness red, it was there from the beginning to the end. It was not far from Nie Heng, but it was no longer close.
And Nie Heng sensed that the originally red blood had dimmed a lot - someone had died, hundreds of people who had saved Nie Heng just now!
Just when it was confirmed that someone was dead, Nie Heng's anger finally reached its peak!
After dodging the sword again, Nie Heng just thought. A golden long sword ignored the distance and shot out of the Hengjian Pavilion, instantly reaching Nie Heng's hand!
"This is not your place!"
Holding the Yanhuang Sword, Nie Heng bared his teeth and roared: "If you are black, I am white! Great Sword of Light!"
Bang……
The next moment, a huge sword shadow appeared, like a ray of light during the day, instantly cutting through the endless dark night.
clank……
The giant sword came out and immediately collided with the black sword shadow!
Nie Heng was still roaring, looking at the darkness.
"You said that your annihilation has not yet been completed, so why do you control this area?"
"You are black and I am white! Black and white are supposed to coexist, how can you destroy me?"
"You have your Nirvana Sword, don't I know how to do it?"
Roaring angrily, Nie Heng thought, and the Yanhuang Sword immediately thrust out toward the deepest part of the darkness like lightning.
That's not all, Nie Heng knew that his current strength was not enough to completely crush this darkness.
so……
He's broken!
The centuries-old dream path seeks to break through the realm and step directly from the realm of emptiness to the realm of heavenly punishment!
At this moment, his mind was determined, Nie Heng spread his arms and roared: "Come on, let the strongest tribulation thunder of heaven tear through your darkness!"
Rumble…
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A few hours later, Xuanjian Peak suddenly shook, countless buildings completely collapsed, and countless disciples were frightened.
At the same time, a red thunder shot straight into the sky like an angry dragon, directly hitting the sky above.
The sky immediately changed color, and even the Imperial City of the Dai Viet Empire, thousands of miles away from Xuanjian Peak, was covered by thunder after the tea time!
…
The darkness was torn to pieces, completely torn into pieces by Nie Heng's Tribulation Transcendence and his Light Sword.
When everything calmed down a little, what Nie Heng faced was no longer the changing of the seasons, nor the endless darkness.
He still exists in his secret cave, but everything in this cave has changed.
There are bottomless ravines everywhere, strange-shaped peaks everywhere, and the vast expanse of land, there are still dots of flames burning.
Haotian Kuimu has almost disappeared, and there are not many parts left. The largest one is only about an arm's length, and it is full of cracks. I don't know if there is any possibility of continuing to grow.
Nie Heng gasped for breath. He felt that his strength had returned to the level of Heavenly Punishment, and he was sure that there was no more aura of that mysterious guy around!
"who is he?"
"Why did it appear in my dream?"
"Also... what does all this have to do with my previous life? Why did he know me in my previous life?"
Everything has no answer!
Nie Heng scanned it with concentration, and his divine knowledge quickly found the scroll that was actually intact.
Taking it out from the air and holding it in his hand, Nie Heng took a deep breath and sighed: "Are you in here? Is this... the Fragment of Nirvana? And..."
Nie Heng recalled his magical powers in his previous life and the magical techniques he created himself: "What I practiced in my previous life was the "Tao Evolution Jue". My Tao is the Tao Evolution of all things, and yours is Nirvana? What is the connection between this?
?”
Still no answer!
But at this moment, Nie Heng suddenly turned around and looked at the blood mass not far away, and then his eyes widened: Why are so many people dead again?
"Is Shui San dead? Shi Jian..."
The spiritual power in Nie Heng's body was instinctively pushed to the extreme, and he left here in an instant: "There are still girls, wait for me!"