There is only a surging dark red between the sky and the earth.
Thick blood seeped out from the void, flowing along the rocks, and even the air was covered in a thick smell of rust.
This is Blood River Nine-Phase Life, based on Blood Manipulation and guided by the toxicity of Death Painting Wombs. All blood in the domain is controlled by Lu Ren.
It is a prison of flesh and blood that truly starts from the source of life.
Wherever the domain reaches, there is no need to get close or touch, Blood Manipulation alone can defeat powerful enemies.
Mu En stood frozen in the blood wave, and his whole body Meridians exploded inch by inch.
Golden blood poured out of his pores, mouth and nose uncontrollably, turning him into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.
The blood in the body seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand, flowing crazily towards the top of the skull. Even Soul Power, which had been running for two hundred years, was stirred to pieces.
He bit his back molars and tried his best to activate the last ray of Golden Ancient Tree origin deep in Dantian.
The warm golden-green vitality spread along Meridians, suppressing the restless blood, but even so, bursts of numbness and severe pain still came from the limbs.
Even Mu En's fingertips were trembling slightly, and the trembling was getting bigger and bigger.
Not far away, Long Xiaoyao was even more embarrassed.
He had just been forcibly beaten back to his human form when Dark Sacred Dragon's Martial Soul Avatar collapsed inch by inch: the black dragon's blood soaked into his robes and dripped down his chin, leaving small ripples in the Sea of Blood.
Death Painting Wombs's toxins were already spreading along the blood vessels in his body, and at this moment, the reverse flow of blood brought the toxins to his limbs and bones.
Waves of burning pain came from his internal organs. He could feel that his liver and kidneys were being eroded by toxins, and every breath he took felt like he was swallowing a knife.
Long Xiaoyao knelt on one knee, pressing his chest with one hand, blood oozing out from between his fingers, and even the strength to raise his head was almost drained.
But his eyes were still staring at Lu Ren, with all the hatred and sorrow burning in them.
Xi Shui is dead.
The woman he had guarded for so long had her head pierced right before his eyes, without even having time to say the last word.
In just the blink of an eye, the sadness washed away Long Xiaoyao's reason.
The blood wave surged, and Lu Ren stepped slowly on the blood wave. His clothes were spotless, and there was a faint black and white halo flowing around him.
But in the spectator seats, deafening cheers erupted.
"I won! I actually won!!"
Wuyun jumped so high that his voice became hoarse.
"Those are three Limit Douluo! That's how you win!!"
Du Busi slowly loosened his clenched fists that turned white, and exhaled a long breath. His face could not hide the excitement and joy. "What a good boy—what a good boy! The three mountains that have held down the mainland for two hundred years were overturned by just one of his descendants!"
"This guy's domain is really strong! I finally figured it out. The first domain he used was for testing!"
Ye Guyi's eyes were slightly red, but the corners of her mouth were raised high. She looked at the figure standing on the blood wave in the projection, and her heart beat very fast.
This man is always creating Miracles that others can't even imagine.
One person, level 87, challenged three Limit Douluo and completely gained the upper hand.
This is not a legend in ancient books, it is a reality that is happening before everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Ji Juechen suddenly said, "Wait, something is not right. Mu En has obviously been suppressed by Lu Ren, but in the distance----why is there a light?
He tightened his hand slightly and cast the light sharply towards the corner of Projection Screen.
"Where is the light?" Others looked around.
Seeing what Ji Juechen said, Ye Guyi, who is the most sensitive to light, really noticed that something was wrong. He even found the location first among everyone, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed. "There is really light! Look, isn't that the location where Ye Xishui died?"
Her fingertips pointed in one direction on the projection screen.
Others followed and took a look, and then they saw that there was indeed light.
The light was soft and holy, completely different from the dark red death Soul Power before Ye Xishui.
Du Busi murmured, then realized something, his face changed slightly: "Wait a minute----could it be said----"
On the battlefield, Lu Ren's expression changed slightly and he looked at the holy light.
The golden light actually enveloped Long Xiaoyao in the blink of an eye and took him away from the battlefield.
Long Xiaoyao's figure was wrapped in golden light and quickly moved away from the coverage area of Blood River Nine-Phase Life. Although the Power of Light was weak, it carried an irresistible pulling force.
"Piercing Blood, from zero range, opened your skull with one shot. Didn't you expect that it still couldn't kill you completely?
Lu Ren obviously realized something and showed a sneer.
He probably laughed out of anger too.
His Piercing Blood starting move almost touched the opponent's forehead. Such a powerful move blew off her skull, but it didn't kill the opponent completely.
Can we only say that it is Limit Douluo?
Won it for you.
At this time, Ye Xishui seems to be getting younger.
Her whole body exuded an aura full of light, as sacred as a holy angel.
That light was completely opposite to the cold and evil Blood Soul Demon Puppet she had before.
However, her body turned out to be somewhat transparent.
Through her body, you can see the outline of the mountains and rivers behind her.
The original aura of Blood Soul Demon Puppet has completely disappeared.
Her body exudes a soft golden halo full of light, which is indescribably sacred.
Now she is holding Long Xiaoyao, leaving the battlefield between Lu Ren and Mu En.
His skin was fair and transparent, with a faint smile on his face, and even a hint of relief.
That smile was very faint, but more real than any other expression.
"Xishui----you're not dead?"
Seeing Ye Xishui still alive, Long Xiaoyao was shocked.
His hands were still shaking slightly.
He clearly saw with his own eyes that Ye Xishui's skull was blown away by Lu Ren.
That scene is still deeply imprinted in his mind.
"This is my Second Martial Soul, and it is also my most hidden trump card." Ye Xishui raised her arms, and soft golden flames rose up from her body.
"Who would have thought that a man with Blood Soul Demon Puppet, a terrifying Martial Soul, Evil Soul Master, Limit Douluo, would also have Second Martial Soul."
"This Martial Soul, not even Old Ghost Zhongli knows about it. I have been hiding it very, very deeply."
"I didn't expect that it would work today after all."
"I used Phoenix Nirvana Power to save your life." Ye Xishui looked down at his translucent hands, which were dissipating at an extremely slow speed.
"The current me is an energy body condensed from the rebirth of Phoenix Nirvana."
"Because my cultivation is strong enough and my soul is stable, I can keep my soul body from dissipating."
"Xiaoyao, you still have a chance to live. I have taken you away from the battlefield." Ye Xishui's voice suddenly became softer, and the tone was gentler than she had ever felt in her life.
"But my current soul body remains intact, but it cannot last a lifetime."
"Let Mu En and I use our last strength to die together with Lu Ren."
After Long Xiaoyao heard this, his blood surged all over his body. Death Painting Wombs's toxins had already flowed along Meridians, gnawing at his organs at an accelerated rate.
He could feel that his liver was being corroded by toxins layer by layer, as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at his organs, and every breath he took felt like he had swallowed a ball of red-hot coals.
But he didn't seem to realize it, subconsciously holding on to Ye Xishui's transparent wrist.
His fingers passed through her translucent skin and touched the slowly dissipating soul energy. His knuckles turned white from the exertion. The hand in his palm was as light as a wisp of smoke that would disperse at any time.
"No! I won't let you go!"
Long Xiaoyao When he said this again, his voice was trembling, so trembling that even he could not recognize that it was his own voice.
He guarded her for nearly a hundred years, becoming Chief Offering of the Offering Hall, and then watched her change from the proud girl who would secretly look back when she stood next to Old Ghost Zhongli, to Evil Soul Master Cult Master with life and death in her hands.
Watching her sink deeper and deeper into the darkness.
He watched silently from a distance as she massacred the city, feeling only pain in his heart.
He stayed outside silently for ten years while she was in seclusion. Even when she came out of seclusion, Ye Xishui didn't know he was there all the time.
When she gave birth to Old Ghost Zhongli's baby, Long Xiaoyao even stood alone in the rain all night. When he returned to Holy Spirit Cult the next day, he saluted her as usual. She only saw the wet rain on his robe, but she didn't know if it was tears or rain.
Long Xiaoyao has never asked for anything extravagantly. The mistake he made when he was young is his biggest regret in his life. He just wants to spend the rest of his life making up for it.
But he must not watch her Divine Soul disappear without even leaving the last trace of her soul.
At this moment, Long Xiaoyao felt scared, and even his fingertips were shaking, so much that he couldn't control himself. He could also feel that the soul temperature on Ye Xishui's wrist was getting colder little by little.
"Xishui, let's go." Long Xiaoyao coughed up blood, but his voice was extremely firm.
Black blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped on the back of her transparent hands.
"Go far away, go to Far North, go overseas, and never get involved in these disputes again."
"We don't care about these nonsense anymore, we don't care anymore! We don't want anything anymore!"
"As long as you are alive, that is more important than anything else." When Long Xiaoyao said this, there was an almost pleading light in his eyes. The light was particularly bright in his bloodshot pupils, shining brightly on her gradually blurred face.
Ye Xishui looked at him blankly.
The golden light particles fell from her fingertips, like dandelions blown away by the wind, and they were still slightly warm when they landed on his blood-stained cheeks.
The moment those light particles touched his skin, they melted in, leaving a faint golden light spot on his face.
Over the years, especially when she became Holy Spirit Cult's saint, and even when she was forced to give birth to his offspring by Old Ghost Zhongli - she complained about fate, why she was born Evil Soul Master, and why she had to endure such treatment.
She even vented her resentment on the entire Douluo Continent, complaining about the unfairness of the world and complaining about God's unkind treatment of her.
The only thing she couldn't explain was the man following her.
She used him, pushed him away, hurt him, and scolded him away with even worse words every time he came near her.
But he is always where she can see her whenever she turns around.
Ten steps apart, neither far nor close, like an eternally silent shadow.
Ye Xishui thought that her heart had long been hardened as iron. There was too much blood on her hands and her heart should have been numb.
But now, looking at his panic and stubbornness, the softest part of my heart was hit so hard that it hurt.
She shook her head gently, and her fingertips touched his brow bone. The hand was already translucent, but her voice was as light as the wind, and every word seemed to be squeezed out with the last bit of strength. "Xiaoyao, it's too late. The power of nirvana can only hang on my Remnant soul, Piercing Blood shattered most of my soul, and even destroyed my body. It won't last long."
"I am very satisfied to be able to pull you out of the river of blood and to use this Martial Soul that I have hidden for a lifetime."
She turned her head and looked at the figure standing above the waves of blood in the center of the battlefield.
The blood wave was still surging, dyeing half of Sky Manipulation red.
The strong smell of rust mixed with the smell of blood hit your face, making you unable to open your eyes.
Bitter hatred rekindled in her eyes, like the last fire that burned away her life. Although the flame was small, it burned extremely fiercely. "But Lu Ren must die. He destroyed Holy Spirit Cult, killed Xiao Wu, and he overturned the path of all of us."
"I have nothing left in my life, only this life and this breath.
"Mu En and I will try our best to drag him to the funeral. You should live well."
"I don't."
Long Xiaoyao suddenly smiled, bitterly and calmly.
In that smile was the sadness of waiting in the rain all night when I was young, the guilt and self-blame, but also the relief.
He stretched out his hand to hold the back of her hand, and pressed the transparent hand tightly against his cheek. The warmth from his palm was passing away little by little, but he still pressed hard, as if he wanted to embed it into his own bones.
"I have said before, where you go, I will go."
"When you live, I will live with you; when you die, I will die with you."
"We will live and die together, and I will do what I say."
Ye Xishui was shocked all over, and his eyes suddenly became hot.
After a moment, the transparent tears slid down her equally transparent cheeks, turning into golden flakes and dissipating in the wind. When they fell on Long Xiaoyao's face, only a slight warmth remained, like the drizzle in spring, leaving only a faint trace of moisture on her skin.
"----Fool, this is what makes you better than Mu En."
She cursed in a low voice, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
Mu En is Shrek's most dazzling genius, Dragon God Douluo, the backbone of the continent. There are too many things in his heart that come before the love of his children.
But Long Xiaoyao was different. She was the only one in his heart from beginning to end.
The next second, the golden color Phoenix Flame around her suddenly rose sharply.
The flames spurted out from her body, covering her whole body in a cocoon of bright golden light.
The temperature of the flame is not scorching, but gives off a warm and bright atmosphere.
All the power of Nirvana poured into Long Xiaoyao's body, and the golden warmth spread along his Meridians, temporarily suppressing the Death Painting Wombs Toxin in his body.
The toxins that were gnawing at his internal organs melted like ice and snow the moment they came into contact with Phoenix Flame.
This force also stabilized his countercurrent flow of qi and blood, and the black blood that was still seeping out of his pores finally stopped.
Long Xiaoyao can feel that the poison is being suppressed bit by bit by Phoenix Flame. Although it is far from eradicated, it can at least prevent him from being disturbed in the next battle.
He looked down at his wounds penetrated by Blood Arrow. The black lines on the edges of the wounds were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Xishui raised his head, there was no more hesitation in his eyes, only the final madness remained.
She clenched Long Xiaoyao's hand, and the last trace of real strength came from the transparent palm. The strength of her fingertips was as if she wanted to embed him into her soul. "Since you don't want to leave, let's fight this last battle together."
The golden and red phoenix flames pierced the sky. The two of them flew side by side towards the core of the battlefield. The golden flames burning on her body intertwined with the Dark Soul Power around Long Xiaoyao, dragging out a gorgeous tail flame in the air.
The scene was like the scene when they first met when they were young, running side by side towards the most dangerous place. The difference was that at that time they were both young and high-spirited, and felt that there was no difficulty in the world that they could not overcome.
Now they are all old, covered with scars, carrying the sins of millions of lives, and rushing towards the end of a battle destined to have no return.
The spectator seats dozens of kilometers away had already exploded.
"Twin Martial Souls?! Ye Xishui is actually Twin Martial Souls?!"
Du Busi's eyes widened and his voice changed its tone.
"And Second Martial Soul of Ye Xishui or Bright Phoenix? Pure Radiance Attribute?"
"What a joke! Blood Soul Demon Puppet and Bright Phoenix, a Evil, a Darkness Power, and a Power of Light, can actually coexist in the same person?"
The owner of one of the most notorious Evil Soul Master Cult Master and Blood Soul Demon Puppet in the mainland actually hides the Phoenix Martial Soul of Ultimate Radiance?
If this matter is told, the whole Douluo Continent will think it is a fantasy.
On one side is the soul-devouring Evil Martial Soul, and on the other side is the nirvana-reborn Bright Phoenix. This is a complete subversion of Martial Soul Theory.
Du Busi As the sect leader of the Body Sect, what weird things have Martial Soul not seen?
But he had never seen Twin Martial Souls with completely contradictory attributes coexisting in the same person.
Ye Guyi pursed her lips tightly and knitted her brows.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul in her body instinctively sensed the light breath, which felt warm and pure, and produced a weak Resonance with her own Angel Power.
"That light aura is very pure - she hides it so deeply that none of us know it."
"No wonder Lu Ren chose to kill her immediately, not only to prevent Ye Xishui from destroying his domain again, but also do you know the secret of her Second Martial Soul?"
She recalled the scene where Lu Ren gave up the fight with Mu En and rushed to Ye Xishui despite the bright field, and her heart suddenly became clear.
Even at that time Wuyun nervously said something like asking Lu Ren to stop caring about Ye Xishui.
Others even thought that Lu Ren was to solve the weakest breakthrough first, but now it seems that is not the case at all.
He is forcing Ye Xishui's trump card.
If Phoenix Nirvana Power is not forced out in advance, and Ye Xishui suddenly uses this move to revive himself or Mu En at the most critical moment, the battle situation will be turned over in an instant.
"Probably so. Now that Ye Xishui's trump card has been revealed first, I wonder if Lu Ren can stop it?"
Ji Juechen said in a deep voice, staring at the screen.
"She is back, and together with Long Xiaoyao, the situation of the battle is about to change again."
Wuyun swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
"But Lu Ren's blood river field is so fierce, is it useful for them to come back? Mu En is almost drained - he can't even stand still."
There was obvious uneasiness in his voice when he spoke.
But just as he finished speaking, Ye Guyi's face suddenly changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Lu Ren! Be careful!"
Everyone suddenly looked up at the projection.