Xuanyuan Qiankun was swaying in mid-air, just like a helpless leaf in the strong wind. Every shaking was accompanied by the rattling of bones, as if it would be torn into pieces by Invisible Power in the next second.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and every breath he took was like an old bellows pumping with difficulty, trembling like sobs, and the breath was full of blood and despair.
His face was full of panic and unwillingness, and in his eyes, fear was like a surging tide, attacking his reason one after another; despair was like thick ink, completely infiltrating his soul.
Like a beast trapped in a desperate situation and on the verge of death, it is making its last cry, struggling in vain, waving its limbs wildly, but unable to find a point of strength.
At this moment, he knew very well that if he didn't use all his strength, he would die on the spot and become a dead soul under Ren Xiaoyao's sword.
The fear on the edge of life and death was like a cold poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around his heart, and the cold scales streaked across his atrium, causing his heartbeat to become disordered.
Driven by this fear, a trace of determination and madness flashed in his eyes, as if he was possessed by a demon, his reason was completely swallowed up, leaving only madness and paranoia in his heart.
He gritted his teeth suddenly, his gums hurting, and there was a sharp pain on the tip of his tongue. With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of hot and sweet Essence Blood splashed out from his mouth, drawing a strange arc in the air. Blood droplets streaked through the air, leaving a faint blood mist, all falling on the Black Demonic Sword in his hand that exuded a cold light.
The demon sword seemed to have been infused with an evil soul. The originally dim sword body was instantly tightly wrapped by a layer of strange Blood Light, like a blood-colored curtain from hell. As the sword body trembled, Blood Light also undulated strangely, like a dormant beast breathing.
The blade of the sword trembled violently, emitting bursts of creepy low roars. The sound was like the screams of evil spirits from the abyss of hell, and also seemed like the groans of countless innocent souls in pain. Each sound was like a sharp needle, piercing straight into the heart, making people's spines shiver, hairs standing on end, and even the surrounding air seemed to be frozen by the sound.
"Blood Sacrifice Demonic Sword, use me, Essence Blood, to transform endless evil power!"
Xuanyuan Qiankun roared at the top of his lungs, his voice becoming hoarse and distorted due to anger, fear and madness. It was like the creaking sound of an old bellows, mixed with the roar of a wild beast, echoing in the empty nine heavens, stirring up layers of echoes. The sound hit the clouds and reflected back, forming a noisy sound wave, which seemed particularly eerie and terrifying.
As his resentful spell fell, Blood Light centered on the magic sword and spread quickly like a raging tide, so fast that people had no time to blink. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be boiled, making a sizzling sound.
In the blink of an eye, a blood-red storm was formed that covered the sky and the sun. In the storm, ferocious faces and twisted limbs were faintly visible, sweeping towards Ren Xiaoyao with bared teeth and claws.
Wherever the storm passed, the space seemed to be arbitrarily distorted by an invisible evil hand. The originally blue sky was dyed into a strange dark red, just like an endless sea of blood. The blood waves surged, exuding a disgusting and strong bloody smell, as if the entire world They are all about to be swallowed up by this evil power, falling into never-ending darkness and despair. The rules of time and space are on the verge of collapse under this power. Space Cracks is spreading like a spider web, revealing endless darkness and unknown.
Ren Xiaoyao looked solemn, he frowned tightly, his eyebrows twisted into the word "Chuan", his eyes were like torches, staring at the blood-red storm coming towards him, his eyes were so sharp that it seemed that he could penetrate the storm, look directly at the source of its evil, and try to find flaws in it.
He clearly felt the madness and Destructive Aura contained in this power, which was an evil force that could subvert everything in the world and break Heaven and Earth Order. It was like the Primordial Chaos darkness during Beginning of the Universe, trying to pull everything back to the endless Void, allowing all life and hope to be annihilated in the darkness.
But there was no hint of flinching in his firm eyes, and the golden light around him suddenly became strong, like a new scorching sun, spurting out from his body, bringing endless light and warmth, emitting a dazzling brilliance, forming an indestructible Golden Shield, protecting him firmly within it, like a god coming to the world, sacred and inviolable.
The runes on Golden Shield flash, each rune is like an ancient star, exuding mysterious and powerful power.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand danced rapidly, and the sword shadow flickered, like golden lightning intertwining in the air, weaving into an airtight Golden Light Net. The runes in the light network shone, and each rune contained ancient and powerful power. They were connected to each other to form a powerful defense matrix.
Standing ready to withstand the crazy impact of the blood-red storm.
Every sword shadow passed by, bringing up a crisp Sword Hum. The Sword Hum was like a passionate war drum and a righteous Battle Song, playing in the sky shrouded in darkness, giving people endless courage and strength, making the surrounding darkness tremble.
Blood Light collided fiercely with the golden light, erupting with a deafening loud noise, as if Primordial Chaos roared at Beginning of Heaven and Earth, and like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears. The sound penetrated directly into the soul, shook the human ear drum, and even made the human soul tremble, as if it was being rubbed hard by an invisible big hand.
Each collision produces strong energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding space to continuously twist and vibrate like fragile glass. Fine cracks spread in the space, as if it will be completely broken at any time and fall into endless Void.
Among those cracks, Faint Black Mist surged, as if Dark Power was trying to break free, and the golden light was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting off and dispersing these dark mist.
Where the golden light collides with the black mist, countless tiny sparks splash up, like fragments of stars, or like the fire of hope, flickering in the darkness, which may be extinguished at any time, or may ignite a prairie fire at any time.
Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, and large beads of sweat rolled from his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and dripped into the void, instantly evaporating into water vapor, leaving a faint trace in the air. He held the sword tightly with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out, like little squirming snakes, running their spiritual power with all their strength, exerting the power of Golden Shield and the optical network to the extreme.
His arms were shaking slightly due to excessive exertion, but his eyes became firmer.
Under his tenacious resistance, although the blood-red storm came fiercely, it was still unable to break through his defense and was firmly blocked, unable to move forward.
The light on Golden Shield flashes like a lake in the sun, with sparkling waves that keep out the raging blood-red storm. Every flash of light seems to declare the inviolability of justice to evil. The light and the storm compete with each other, making a sizzling sound, as if it is a fierce dialogue between the two.
Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Qiankun felt more and more desperate, as if he had fallen into a bottomless Dark Abyss. He was surrounded by cold darkness, with no glimmer of hope in sight. Cold and fear came from all directions, completely drowning him.
He was not willing to fail like this, not willing to be so vulnerable to the powerful power given to him by Black Eye, and not willing to become a loser again in front of Ren Xiaoyao.
This unwillingness was like a blazing fire, burning more and more in his heart, but he could not find an outlet to vent it. It could only rage in his chest, burning his reason and emotions to ashes.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and formed seals with his hands in front of his chest at an extremely fast speed. His fingers moved flexibly, as if weaving a mysterious web of darkness. Each change of hand seals brought a strange light and powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
Every change of handprints is accompanied by the surge of Black Spiritual Energy, emitting a strange light. The light is like the eyes of a devil in the abyss, exuding coldness and evil, illuminating his twisted face.
A stream of Black Runes flew out from his hand, spinning rapidly around his body. The runes intertwined and collided with each other, making a "crackling" sound, like sparks in the dark, and like the laughter of a devil, echoing in the silent sky.
Gradually forming a huge Black Runes ball. The rune ball contains powerful and weird Dark Power, like a Black Hole that is about to explode, exuding endless Devouring Power, the surrounding air, Spiritual Qi and even light were madly sucked into it, forming a huge Black Vortex, making a "buzzing" sound. The sound was like the cries of countless innocent souls, spinning rapidly towards Ren Xiaoyao, trying to swallow him together and completely annihilate him in this dark power.
The black vortex spun faster and faster, and the surrounding space was pulled and distorted, like a crumpled picture. Everything in the space was ruthlessly twisted and torn apart by the power of the vortex. The surrounding clouds were sucked into it and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Ren Xiaoyao felt this powerful suction, and the void beneath his feet seemed to be pulled by a force of Invisible Power. His body also swayed slightly, as if a candle swaying in the strong wind might be extinguished at any time.
But he quickly stabilized his figure and stood firmly in the air with his feet, like a pine tree rooted in the earth, indestructible. No matter how strong the suction force was, it could not shake him in the slightest.
The soles of his feet rubbed against the void, making a sizzling sound, as if he was engaged in a silent contest with this Dark Power. The spiritual energy throughout his body was like a raging tide, surging in his meridians, making a "sizzling" sound, like a roaring river, or the roar of thousands of horses. The spiritual energy formed a high-speed cycle in his body, constantly providing him with strength.
He took a deep breath, and the Justice Power in his body was completely aroused, like a blazing fire, burning more and more intensely, illuminating his body translucently, emitting a sacred brilliance. Ancient runes were faintly visible in the light, which were the brand of justice.
The golden light gathered crazily on the sword in his hand, forming a huge Golden Light Sword, Light Sword exuding Dazzling Light, as if it were the core of the sun, hot and dazzling, illuminating the entire sky shrouded in darkness, dispelling the suffocating haze.
Above Golden Light Sword, runes flash, each rune contains powerful power of justice, as if Ancient Incantations is telling the oath that justice will defeat evil, and it is also like the expectations of the ancestors, giving Ren Xiaoyao Infinite Power and faith.
The runes echo each other to form a powerful energy field, making Light Sword even more powerful.
"Evil-Banishing Demon-Slaying!"
Ren Xiaoyao roared, and the sound resounded throughout the world like a bell. Wherever the sound went, the darkness seemed to recede.
He raised Golden Light Sword with both hands high, the golden robe on his body rustled in the wind, and the runes on the hem also flashed, as if to cheer for this battle.
Then, he suddenly slashed towards the black vortex, Golden Light Sword took World-Ending Aura across the sky, leaving a bright golden trail, like a dawn breaking through the darkness, carrying endless hope and power.
The moment Light Sword was slashed out, the surrounding space seemed to be solidified, and then was torn apart by this powerful force, forming a short-lived Space Cracks, from which Dazzling Light emerged.
Golden Light Sword collided fiercely with the black vortex. In an instant, the light radiated, and the huge Energy Impact spread to all sides like a raging tsunami. The whole world seemed to be shaking violently under the impact of this force, and groaned in pain.
The place where it collides is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it. The forces of gold and black intertwine and confront each other, forming a thrilling picture, as if it is the final showdown between light and darkness that determines the fate of the world.
The two forces squeezed each other, making a deafening sound, like the sound of the world breaking.
Under the powerful attack of Golden Light Sword, the black vortex gradually collapsed and disintegrated like a fragile bubble.
The Black Runes in the rune ball shattered one after another, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the air, leaving only a faint smell of decay, as if the remnant soul of Dark Power was defeated, floating feebly in the air, and gradually dissipated with the breeze.
Xuanyuan Qiankun's face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Dark red blood dripped down his chin and fell into the void. Every drop of blood was like the passage of his life, drawing a bright red trace in the air.
His body was crumbling under this powerful Energy Impact, like a fallen leaf floating in the strong wind, which might be blown away to dust at any time.
His limbs were shaking weakly, and his eyes were full of confusion and despair.
He looked at Ren Xiaoyao, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness. The confidence and arrogance once given by Black Eye had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep fear and regret.
At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment towards Black Eye. If he hadn't been deceived by that evil force, how could he have ended up like this? His heart was full of bitterness and helplessness, but he was unable to change everything.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he choked back on a mouthful of blood.
"No, this is impossible, how could I lose..." Xuanyuan Qiankun murmured to himself, his voice full of despair and helplessness. The voice seemed like the cry of an abandoned soul, echoing in the silent sky, looking particularly desolate.
He could not accept the fact that he had been defeated by Ren Xiaoyao again. The fantasies he once had about dominating the world and being admired by everyone were now shattered like a dream. In the face of the cruelty of reality, his dreams were shattered.
At this time, he had the intention to quit. He knew that he was no match for Ren Xiaoyao today. If he continued, there would be only a dead end.
This instinct of survival made him temporarily put aside his unwillingness and resentment, and just wanted to escape from this terrible battlefield as soon as possible, even if it was just to survive for a moment longer.
His heart was filled with the desire for life, and this desire made him desperately want to escape.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Qiankun turned around suddenly, and the Black Spiritual Energy on his body surged wildly, condensing into a pair of huge Black Wings behind his back. The wings were covered with sharp barbs, shining with an icy cold light, like Death God's sickle. Each barb exuded the breath of death. With a single wave, it could cut through the void.
He flapped his wings vigorously, bringing up a gust of black wind. The wind was mixed with black debris and evil breath, and flew towards the distance at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, it disappeared into the vast sky, leaving only a fuzzy black spot, like the last trace of evil in the darkness.
Ren Xiaoyao's gaze was like a falcon, locking tightly on the fleeing figure of Xuanyuan Qiankun. He snorted coldly, and his whole body Golden Spiritual Energy boiled instantly, and a pair of Golden Light Wings shining with divine brilliance condensed behind him.
The light wings flapped slightly, bringing up a burst of powerful airflow. The airflow contained endless light and power. He shot out like a Golden Lightning, several times faster than Xuanyuan Qiankun. He chased behind him in the blink of an eye, as if he was a hunter of justice, not allowing evil to escape.
His wings of light streaked across the sky, leaving a golden trail, like a golden ribbon, flying in the sky.
"Want to escape? Today is the day you die!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted violently, with endless majesty and murderous intent in his voice. The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xuanyuan Qiankun's heart hard.
The long sword in his hand shone brightly, and he swung out a fierce Golden Sword Qi. Sword Qi tore through the sky and slashed towards Xuanyuan Qiankun with an overwhelming force.
Wherever Sword Qi passed, the space seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, leaving a short crack. The air was filled with golden light and powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
The edge of Sword Qi flashed with electric current and made a sizzling sound, as if announcing his fate to Xuanyuan Qiankun.
Xuanyuan Qiankun felt the fatal threat behind him, and his eyes widened in horror. In panic, he hurriedly waved Black Wings, trying to speed up his escape.
But the Golden Sword Qi was too fast and hit him in the back instantly.
"Ah!" Xuanyuan Qiankun screamed, his voice full of pain and fear, and his body flew forward like a kite with broken strings. Blood splashed in the air, leaving a long blood trail. Under the sunlight, the blood trail looked particularly dazzling, as if it was the trajectory of his life.
A deep wound was made on his back by Sword Qi, and Black Blood gurgled out, mixing with his Black Spiritual Energy, emitting a pungent smell.
He fell heavily on a mountain peak, creating a huge crater on the mountain. The rocks around the crater shattered and turned into powder.
Xuanyuan Qiankun struggled to stand up, his face full of fear and despair, his body trembling, as if he would fall down at any time.
His legs were weak and his knees were slightly bent, trying to support his shaky body.
Looking at Ren Xiaoyao approaching step by step, he knew that he was in doom today.
Suddenly, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile contained determination and madness, as if it was the last struggle of a trapped animal.
His hands trembled slightly, clenched into fists tightly, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood flowed from between his fingers.
"Since I can't survive, don't even think about it!"
Xuanyuan Qiankun roared, Black Spiritual Energy surged wildly in his body, and he actually planned to self-destruct and die together with Ren Xiaoyao.
As his spiritual power gathered crazily, the surrounding space began to distort and deform, making a "click" sound, as if it would be torn apart by this violent force at any time.
The Spiritual Qi in the space also became chaotic, forming small Spiritual Energy Vortex, sucking everything around into it. Rocks and trees were instantly crushed, turning into Void.
Ren Xiaoyao's face changed. He didn't expect Xuanyuan Qiankun to be so crazy.
But he didn't panic at all. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered words, each word carrying powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
In an instant, a huge Golden Magic Array appeared above the head of Xuanyuan Qiankun. The runes in the array flashed, releasing a powerful suppressive power and shrouding down towards Xuanyuan Qiankun.
The light of the magic circle is like a scorching sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and the runes echo each other, forming an indestructible barrier of power.
The magic circle slowly descended, and the surrounding air seemed to be compressed, making a dull sound.
Under the suppression of Golden Magic Array, the power of Xuanyuan Qiankun's self-destruction was forcibly contained.
He struggled desperately, with veins popping up on his face and muscles twisting, but he couldn't break free from this powerful restraint.
"No, it's impossible! I won't give in!"
He roared desperately, his voice full of unwillingness and anger, echoing in the valley, startling countless birds.
His body twisted wildly, trying to break through the shackles of the magic circle. Black Spiritual Energy surged wildly on his body surface, colliding with Golden Magic Array, making Dazzling Light and a harsh sound.
At this moment, a strange black light suddenly shot out from the void and hit Xuanyuan Qiankun instantly.
After the light dissipated, the evil Black Eye appeared in front of everyone again.
Black Eye shines with cold light, as if overlooking everything in the world, with endless contempt and cruelty, the eyes seem to say that everything in the world is like ants.
Black Eye is surrounded by a circle of black mist, with mysterious runes flashing faintly in the mist, exuding a powerful and evil aura.
"Since you are no longer useful, then disappear completely!" A cold voice came from Black Eye. The voice seemed to come from Nine Nether Hell, with endless chill and murderous intent.
Immediately afterwards, it directly detonated the power in Xuanyuan Qiankun's body. "Boom!" An earth-shaking loud noise came, and Xuanyuan Qiankun's body instantly turned into a huge black mushroom cloud. The powerful Energy Impact spread crazily around the explosion point.