Vol 4 Chapter 425: Scuffle

With Xiao Hun's nearly self-harming action, the twelve generals seemed to lose control and froze in place.
Not far away, Wang Shouxuan watched Xiao Hun self-harm, then climbed to Gu Lan's appearance, and was immediately shocked. What was this operation? Did the heavens invent a new Twilight Taoism?
‘Or is it… this is Gu Lan ’s distortion ability? ’Wang Shouxuan looked at Gu Lan with a look of caution, still thinking of Xiao Hun ’s tragic situation, he could n’t help but feel a chill.
Although Xiao Hun once had a fight with Wang Shouxuan, he even wanted to press him to explore this space together.
However, in the face of the distortion of the common enemy of mankind, the distortion is still so insane and strange, Wang Shouxuan still shot.
Then he saw Wang Shouxuan's Jiuxiao Leiying Sword bringing Wandao Leiguang into his hands.
With a sword in his hand, Wang Shouxuan's momentum was rising steadily, and a dazzling array of thunder and light continued to fly and pass around him. There seemed to be a series of high-temperature melting metal odors in the air.
‘Wang Shouxuan also wants to start? ’Zhou Bai froze for a moment. With such a moment of hesitation, was he going to shoot at Wang Shouxuan. Do you want to reveal your identity to the other party?
The next moment, Jiuxiao Leiying Sword had already streamed flying shadow to Gu Lan.
Under a sword, the sword shadow flashing with thunder light cut through the space, just like a white cross-section, directly dividing the space in front of it.
The whole hall seemed to be cut into two sections. The air, walls and roof in the hall were divided into two at this moment. Zhou Bai even felt that even the space was cut into the left and right sides. The pain of being cut across.
Zhou Bai understood that this was an illusion brought by a strong sword intention, but by this illusion, he also understood how fast and fierce Wang Shouxuan's sword was, and how terrifying the sword intention was.
Under this sword, Gu Lan's body burst into a large amount of blood instantly.
At the moment, Xiao Hun on the other side also gradually restored his thinking ability. The 12 gods re-operated the soldiers, and a highly destructive Taoism was directed towards Gu Lan, or blasted towards the sword of the fairy. This is what Xiao Hun wanted to catch Hold the fairy sword and give Mao to the other.
With a single sword and three people fighting, the entire palace was exploded in an instant, hundreds of thousands of tons of bricks and stone pillars were blasted into the sky, and the smoke and dust drifted into the sky for dozens of miles.
During this scuffle, Gu Lan's injuries were getting heavier and he saw a large piece of flesh falling on the ground, and then slowly disappeared as if swallowed up by an invisible existence.
The magical master bathed in black light looks more and more solid, as if from a phantom to a real person.
The blood on her body gradually disappeared, and when the whole person hit white clothes, it seemed to have become the female monk with the fairy-like bones and long hair 50 years ago.
"50 years of pain, 50 years of resentment, 50 years of loneliness ..."
‘I ’m finally free? ’
Just as the spirit of hope flashed in her eyes, and felt better and better, a scream came from her mouth.
"it hurts!"
"It hurts!"
Her belly suddenly began to wiggle, and the blade of the knife was drilled out of her belly, breaking open her skin and exposing it to the air.
It was a long knife that seemed to consist of countless parts of the human body, with numerous blood vessels and veins constantly twisting and expanding.
These veins are centered on the belly of the exquisite master, spreading out towards her entire body, seeming to grow with her body as a nutrient.
Suddenly, the knife trembled, and a huge eye opened on it, blooming with blood.
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At the same time, a cloud of 10,000 meters above the canyon.
A voice slowly swept across the atmosphere accompanied by arrogant thoughts: "The sword, this time it will be him."
Another thought engulfed a cloud of thousands of kilometers, like a hurricane, blowing the sea of ​​clouds, and the waves were magnificent.
"The miraculous mistress has gone through these 50 years of suffering, plus the power of her original god, plus the blood in her and those sinners, and the arrangement of false godliness.
With 50 years of savings, the pain is more than simple pain. They merged with resentment and despair. With the help of rituals, they turned from nothingness into substantive power, and became the source of the blood-shaven sword. grain. "
"Unfortunately, the ceremony that Yun He presided over a hundred years ago was unsuccessful. The wait of 50 years put her spirit on the verge of collapse, and she could not complete the final ceremony."
"But her granddaughter did a good job. This time we extracted her reasoning separately and used hatred as the driving force to make her reasoning persist until now. This is a good plan, and I think it can be promoted on a large scale."
"There are still a lot of people. At present it doesn't seem that so many people perform rituals, and they will succeed in the end."
"No way, we must prepare the material according to the maximum demand before the experiment. A little more is normal, and we can continue to adjust it later."
"It turns out that our theory, hatred, is the best way to endure pain and despair."
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At the same time, after seeing this series of amazing changes, Zhou Bai and Wang Shouxuan stopped their hands, and even Xiao Hun finally reached the end of the duration of the disaster and stopped to start healing. Although he was very hurt and hurt, but After all, there are foundations of monks in 7 levels, and the combat effectiveness was quickly restored.
'what's going on? ’Zhou Bai secretly said,‘ Gu Lan is n’t dead yet, can this ritual continue? You said you didn't ask everyone to die? ’
Just when Zhou was a little overwhelmed and didn't know what was happening, the painful and spiritual master suddenly opened his mouth and screamed.
The invisible sound waves are centered on her body and spread out in all directions. Within a thousand kilometers, all the walls, earth, palaces, and streets where the waves pass are fragmented. Everything seems to turn into a dust. .
Faced with this earth-shattering roar, Xiao Hun, Wang Shouxuan and others retreated quickly.
Gu Lan, who had already been seriously injured, was motionless, staring blankly at the direction of his exquisite master, allowing Sonic to hit his body, and instantly burst into countless flesh and blood.
‘Fast backward, stupid! Lend me hair! ’Zhou Bai shouted Gu Lan while manipulating the flying sword back.
However, Gu Lan ignored it, leaving her body to be seriously injured and disintegrated under the attack of sound waves. She also wanted to walk towards the master of magic, and finally turned slightly under the influence of poverty, but her body was already Quickly collapsed and dissipated, at the last moment, it seemed to flutter towards the position of the magical master.
Zhou Bai sighed, and manipulated the flying sword to retreat immediately.
Along with Gu Lan's death, the eyes on the blood-sword God sword became more and more strange and blood-red.
The exquisite master shouted, and his body sprinted along with the blood, and he slashed to Xiao Hun.
Xiao Hun's face changed, manipulating the twelve gods to fight back, but he saw the blood-red sword smashing thousands of miles of frozen ice, slamming away, and soul-hunting arrows. dissipate.
Immediately afterwards, Master Ling raised his palm and cut it again.
Xiao Hunxi changed his path: "Wang Shouxuan! Xi Xianjian! If you don't want to die, kill this aberration with me."