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"Huo Yuhao is going to be finished!" Long Zhanye's voice seemed to be talking to himself.
It's like giving final confirmation to Ye Guyi beside you.
He looked at the night sky in the distance that was torn apart by golden light and green sword light.
In Double Pupil, the light golden flame rising after Huo Yuhao ignited Sea of Consciousness is reflected.
"That's fine, it saves me having to do it myself..."
Ye Guyi stood beside him and did not answer the call.
Her eyes also fell on the battlefield, on the figure that was burning its own life.
The night wind blew through her long hair, and something flickered slightly in her eyes, but she didn't say anything in the end.
At this time, Huo Yuhao Sea of Consciousness was already filled with huge waves.
"You're crazy--!"
Ice Empress's voice was sharp and filled with unparalleled panic.
Her powerful original power was beating and colliding crazily in his body, trying to stop Huo Yuhao's crazy behavior.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was also panicked.
He was roaring and roaring in Sea of Consciousness at the moment, with a hint of crying in his voice that was not easily noticeable.
"Idiot! You idiot--!"
He shouted, golden tears bursting from his huge insect eyes.
Drop by drop fell into the surging Sea of Consciousness, splashing circles of golden ripples.
Snow Empress, which was originally suspended behind Huo Yuhao, was sucked back into the body by a powerful force and also entered Sea of Consciousness.
Snow Empress, who looks like a little girl, has a touch of sadness in her eyes that originally smiled sweetly, and she also seems to have a touch of agility that can see through the world.
She floated quietly in Sea of Consciousness, looking at the huge waves surging around her.
Looking at the golden tears flowing from Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, and looking at the original power of Ice Empress's crazy struggle, the sadness in his eyes became more and more intense.
However, they can't do anything now.
In this world of Sea of Consciousness, Huo Yuhao is the real master.
This is this moment.
They could only watch helplessly, watching the golden flames burn brighter and brighter, and the figure of Huo Yuhao became brighter and brighter, and became increasingly blurry.
At this moment, they all understood what Huo Yuhao was going to do, but no one could stop him.
Huo Yuhao's three eyes became brighter.
In the east, the fish-belly white that gradually lights up in the sky cannot compare with his starry eyes.
On Fourth Elder, streaks of Nether Sword light continued to attack Huo Yuhao.
The green sword shadows that filled the sky were like torrential rain, and each one was sharp enough to tear steel.
But the strange thing is--
No matter how intensive and powerful his attacks are.
But it could only pass by Huo Yuhao, slashing into the air and into nothingness.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier around his body, guarding his final burning.
There seems to be an unparalleled powerful force in Huo Yuhao, which is gradually awakening as his Sea of Consciousness burns. No foreign enemy can get close.
A faint light and shadow appeared behind Huo Yuhao, and then floated up.
That figure was none other than himself.
The pale golden light and shadow of Huo Yuhao seemed peaceful and calm at this time, just like the statue of Offering Elder in the temple, without sadness or joy.
A strange golden light mist began to rise under this situation.
No, that is not light mist, it should be the fire of Soul Power, which is the invisible and qualityless energy that bursts out after Sea of Consciousness is ignited.
Everything around me lit up, as if morning had come early.
Every Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment and Soul Engineer has an indescribable emotion at this moment.
"He's burning his Sea of Consciousness."
"Is he--crazy?"
"How can it still be like this?"
Whether it is Third Elder, Fourth Elder, or Wu Yu, the eyes looking at Huo Yuhao are full of shock.
That kind of shock was not because of fear, but because it was completely beyond their knowledge.
When Spirit Master faces a crisis, he sometimes chooses to burn his own Soul Power in exchange for powerful attack power that exceeds the limit in a short period of time.
But once it starts burning, it's difficult to stop.
Even if it is terminated reluctantly, the cultivation will be greatly damaged, and it is likely to cause lifelong wounds that cannot be healed.
If it cannot be terminated, it will continue to burn until it dies of exhaustion.
Therefore, even if faced with a desperate situation, few Spirit Master choose to burn their own Soul Power.
As for burning essence Divine Power and burning Sea of Consciousness - this is unheard of.
Essence Divine Power and soul, whether in Spirit Master's circle or in Soul Engineer's circle, are extremely mysterious existences, and no one can explain clearly what they are.
Even Spirit Master who is from the spiritual system only has a partial understanding of spiritual Divine Power before his cultivation is insufficient.
Wu Yu's understanding of Jing Divine Power is quite profound.
However, it is absolutely impossible for her to ignite her sperm Divine Power.
Jing Divine Power is closely related to the soul. Once the Jing Divine Power is ignited, it is more difficult to control than burning Soul Power.
Soul Power Even if the burning cannot be controlled, after death, at least the soul is still there and there is still a chance for reincarnation.
But when Divine Power burns, it will inevitably be out of control, and the final outcome can only be--
Both body and soul are destroyed!
What Wu Yu doesn't know is that there are two main reasons why Huo Yuhao made this decision resolutely.
One reason is that he thinks he owes Wang Qiu'er too much.
At this critical moment, Wang Qiu'er came to save him regardless of life or death. No matter what, he would ensure her safety and send her away.
Secondly, it came from the heavy shadow formed by Evil Soul Master in his heart.
He would rather die physically and mentally than become the soulless Puppet controlled by Evil Soul Master.
Take a step forward with your left foot.
Huo Yuhao's lustrous eyes suddenly softened, just like the surface of Ice Seal's lake slowly melting in the spring breeze.
A golden light and shadow quietly appeared behind him, which was the form of Wang Dong'er.
She flew forward quietly, made a hug gesture, and silently and gently merged with Huo Yuhao.
The light and shadow penetrated Huo Yuhao's body, and also penetrated Wang Qiu'er who hugged him from behind.
Wang Qiu'er's whole body trembled, and there was a touch of sadness in those beautiful pink-blue eyes. The sadness was like an undercurrent under the ice, surging silently.
In this moment of life and death, in the last moment of his life--
There is still only her in his heart.
Wang Dong'er's light and shadow blended in. Huo Yuhao's eyes became softer.
At this moment, in his eyes, there was no longer an enemy in front of him, no shadows of swords filling the sky, and no battlefield between life and death.
Some, there is only longing. Silent, but overwhelming.
"Winter-Longing Fist, Longing Like a Spring!"
An indescribable light, but which seemed to possess all the colors of the world, condensed on the edge of his clenched fist.
That light is not gold, not silver, or any single color.
Rather, it is like the dawn of dawn, which crushes and fuses all colors to reveal the purest light.
Huo Yuhao seemed to have no target, just punching in the air.
However, when this punch was fired, there were three Evil Soul Master, including two with the title Douluo and one Soul Douluo.
Everyone present felt that the punch seemed to be tailor-made for them and was hit towards them.
An indescribable emotion spread in their hearts instantly.
It was not fear or sadness, but an indescribable empathy, as if that punch had awakened the softness that they had buried deep in their hearts and had long been unwilling to touch.
Fourth Elder bears the brunt.
He is the enemy in front of Huo Yuhao at this time.
Those Nether Sword shadows all over the sky seemed to have lost their target in front of this punch, scurrying around in the air like headless flies.
It wasn't that the sword was out of control, but that the person holding the sword was losing control.
Fourth Elder's sinister eyes were a little out of focus at this moment.
He seemed to have seen something, a pair of clear eyes that he had had when he was a boy a long, long time ago.
Those were memories that he had buried with his own hands long ago. But now, they burst out of the ground in the light of this punch.
In the distance, Long Zhanye's pupils shrank slightly.
His gaze passed through the layers of golden light and sword shadows, and landed on that decisive figure, and on those eyes filled with only yearning.
He didn't say anything, but Ye Guyi beside him clearly felt a trace of tight tension in the air.