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Immediately, Nether Sword stood up.
Fourth Elder's body Seventh Soul Ring's light flashed, and his body instantly turned into a black light.
It submerged into the sword body and merged with the dark green long sword.
Immediately afterwards, there was another scream, the sound was sharp and harsh, as if coming from the depths of Jiuyou.
Of the nine Nether souls attached to Nether Sword, the second one was shattered.
The purple sword shadow that disappeared earlier also reappeared in the void, and the dim light flowed, following it like a shadow.
"Buzz--!"
The whole space shook violently, and the vibration did not come from the ground or the sky.
Instead, they came from all directions, as if an invisible big hand suddenly grasped the world.
Fourth Elder just opened Martial Soul Avatar!
The Nether Sword hanging in the air swayed violently in this shock, and the sword body trembled!
The purple sword shadow that had just emerged was forced back into the Nether Sword body by an inexplicable force and disappeared.
However, those members of Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment in the distance who had already retreated quite far away, did not know how they were infected.
Each one of them burst into tears, crying silently. The tears slid down their faces, dripping on their clothes and armor, and on the Soul Tool in their hands.
They even began to lose control of their flight, and their bodies were swaying in the air, like drunken people.
The Soul Tool in their hands is a cold weapon that they usually regard as life.
They fell from the palms one after another, like a rain of steel, falling toward the ruins of the city.
At this moment.
In the hearts of these Soul Engineers, there is no order, no victory or defeat, no life or death--
Only missing.
They miss their relatives far away, their wives at home, and the peaceful past that they can never return to.
All will to fight is gone.
This is the highest secret of Winter-Longing Fist.
Not direct physical damage, not Soul Power's confrontation, but direct emotional influence, control, and even destruction.
The stronger the spirit Divine Power, the deeper the emotional impact will be; this is especially true if there are people who have the same longing emotion released by Huo Yuhao in their hearts.
Third Elder had already raised his right hand, preparing to activate a powerful Level 9 Soul Tool to destroy Huo Yuhao.
But the hand he was about to use to activate Soul Tool suddenly stopped in mid-air, motionless.
He had completely looked at Nan Shuishui beside him. There was a gentleness in his old eyes that was completely inconsistent with his age and identity.
Missing is a very mysterious thing.
At this moment, the person he misses the most is by his side.
A happy smile appeared on his old face unconsciously.
This smile has no calculation, no coldness, only a warmth that has finally surfaced after being washed away by time for too long.
At this moment, he had completely forgotten what he was doing here, let alone launching an attack on Huo Yuhao.
The impact on Wu Yu was even greater than that of Third Elder.
At this moment, in her mind, there were complex emotions that had been suppressed by Vengeance Soul for countless years.
It erupts outward like a volcano and cannot be stopped at all.
The original Wu Yun could also instinctively launch counterattacks and defenses.
But at this moment, she was suspended there motionless, as if her soul had been sucked out, just staring blankly at Huo Yuhao below.
In those blood-red eyes, various emotions came one after another like a revolving door.
Constantly alternating between anger, unwillingness, sadness, and a hint of relief that she herself could not understand.
In contrast, Fourth Elder has been affected most positively and directly.
With that punch, Huo Yuhao's essence Divine Power and Soul Power were perfectly combined.
The emotion of longing was completely integrated into the fist intention, and was imprinted on the Martial Soul Avatar just completed by Fourth Elder.
The purple sword energy was forced back into the sword body, and Nether Sword flew backwards with a harsh buzzing sound, and was knocked hundreds of meters away.
The light on the sword flickers on and off, just like Fourth Elder's state of mind at this moment.
Huo Yuhao's movements did not pause.
When he started to use his Haodong Three Ultimates, he had already forgotten everything about the outside world.
At this time, there was no Third Elder or Fourth Elder in his eyes.
There are no Evil Soul Master in the sky, there is only the person in my heart - Dong'er.
Above his head, on the light and shadow that was exactly the same as his, the light was even brighter.
His left foot stepped forward and exerted force again.
My whole body once again felt like it was rising upwards, as if it was about to break away from the shackles of gravity and fly towards the gradually whitening sky.
The blasted right fist was raised and turned into a sword finger, and the gleaming light that seemed to possess all the brilliance instantly rose into the sky.
A huge sword light that was a hundred meters long and tens of meters wide condensed and formed in the sky, like a divine pillar supporting the heaven and earth, about to pierce the sky.
Wherever the sword light passed, the entire space trembled and groaned slightly but irreversibly due to the extreme distortion.
Huo Yuhao's expression changed.
In those bright eyes, tenderness turned into pain, and his lips were pursed tightly, so pale that there was no trace of blood.
His eyes seemed to be wet, but he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.
From thinking to thinking.
Wang Dong'er's sleeping face kept flashing in his eyes.
Huo Yuhao suddenly felt that he was very happy. Even if he died, he would die in missing Dong'er.
He was very satisfied, and this might be the best outcome in this situation.
A magnificent sword light fell from the sky.
Because I can excel at love, I can excel at sword--Winter-Longing Sword, never forget it!
With this sword, Huo Yuhao finally had a clear goal - Wu Yu.
At this time, Wu Yu had completely controlled his emotions by the aftertaste of his Winter-Longing Fist.
She was hanging in mid-air, motionless, which was the best breakthrough point.
Why her?
Because she is Mental Attribute, she is more affected than other opponents.
Her Martial Soul Vengeance Soul relies on the emotion of endless hatred. That is her Source of Strength, and it is also her fatal weakness.
But at this moment, she was forcefully injected with an emotion called "missing" by Huo Yuhao.
The two extreme emotions violently collided and tore apart deep in her soul, causing her Vengeance Soul to fall into unprecedented chaos.
Vengeance Soul felt a huge crisis, which was an instinctive fear related to his own survival.
The dark resentful spirit burst out of Wu Yu's body on its own, making a silent scream, trying to protect her body and pull her out of the whirlpool of longing.
Wu Yu's mood also showed signs of awakening, and a glimmer of clarity occasionally flashed in those blood-red eyes. However, everything came too late.
Huo Yuhao and Wang Qiu'er's Martial Soul Fusion allowed his cultivation to briefly break through the original shackles.
The burning of Sea of Consciousness allowed him to maximize his temporary cultivation.
He abruptly raised his strength to a level above Wu Yu temporarily.
Haodong Three Ultimates!
This set of combat skills was tailor-made for himself, Dong'er, and Missing.
It finally fully demonstrated its terrifying power.
The reason why Huo Yuhao did not use the powerful Soul Skill given to him by Snow Empress, Ice Empress, and Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
It's because once he uses their abilities, he must continue to be associated with them.
By then, his spirit Divine Power will be entangled with them.
In this way, when he dies, they cannot be truly and cleanly separated and perfectly combined with Wang Qiu'er.
He wants to leave the purest of them to Qiu'er.
Therefore, now Huo Yuhao can only use these three tricks he created - Haodong Three Ultimates!
The giant sword flies across the sky, never forget it!
A soft halo of light spreads from the sword, like the gentlest moonlight in the night sky.
The Vengeance Soul and the pitch-black wraith that stood in front of Wu Yu were twisted to pieces the moment they came into contact with the halo.
Wherever the sword light passed, what was left in the sky was not a trace of destruction.
Instead, the stars are dots of crystal light, like tears of longing, falling silently and turning into nothingness.
The crystal light of the sword flashed away from Wu Yu, and her body suddenly froze in the air, as if it was frozen in a picture frame.
Then, she floated back several meters, her movements stiff and mechanical, like a puppet being led by strings.
Then she stopped there, motionless.
The redness of those blood-colored eyes, which had always been burning with the flame of revenge, actually faded a bit.
Like blood stains washed away by rain, they are faded and shallow.
Her eyes actually became a bit similar to Huo Yuhao--
There is yearning, confusion, and a trance that seems to sink into another world.
After all, she is not as good as her sister.
When faced with the full version of Haodong Three Ultimates, I didn't stick to the last move, so I couldn't forget it and fell into a whirlpool of longing...