Immortal Devil Transformation

Xiao Xiang had no time for fear, no time for thought. At this moment, he just felt the light wrapped around his body was a little dazzling, but his body was a little cold.

Also at this time, Tang Tibetan's first swordsman Han Shuzi's ivory sword stabbed three inches into Yunhai's chest.

“Not human... not human...”

Yunhai, the white lad's voice rang once again, and with this incomprehensible voice, he sprayed a pale gold blood in his mouth.

Han Qiuzi's heart shouted.

He sensed the power of this blood gushing out of the cloudy sea… the sword that had never gone before.

He never thought that one day he would face his sword!

His sword is still deep in the Yunhai, he can kill the Yunhai. He is clear that the people of the Temple, although they possess great divinity, are also human beings after all, not non-killable divine Buddha, but at the same time he is also well aware that he is killing the Yunhai, while also killing himself.

Yunhai's body seemed to be completely transformed into Buddha's light before his eyes, and he openly embraced it all, yet he could not face his own death, his body controlled by the endless fears that arose at this moment.

Before the death versus death confrontation, he finally feared, and he took his sword.

The ivory sword retrieved dramatically, blocking itself.

“Shh!” cried a loud bang.

This ivory sword, with its abundant power, seemed to have been struck out of his hand and his body flied upside down, cutting out numerous tiny wounds by his own sword.

Valley's heart has turned and swept to a place in the courtyard.

Yunhai and Emperor Phoenix also flew to the same place as Valley's heart.

That place was supposed to be the end of the canopy in this courtyard, where the canopy would collect all the rain and fall there, onto an empty slab below.

The sound of Valley's heart and the action of Yunhai were instantly perceived. The owner of the blue sword outside suddenly understood how the three men appeared silently in the courtyard. How could it not be until this time that such an assassination was launched?

The sharp whistle of the blue sword that connects him with his heart, the horrible power of energy caused the fractured stones along the way to be blown up and swept away by the sword, as if it were also turned into a handle sword.

Yet the bright yellow sword is only a flash.

Just a flash, the owner of the blue sword made a terrifying scream. Not only did the blue sword flee in horror, but even on a trail outside the hospital, there was a bursting sound of escape.

The bright yellow sword light did not chase out, just formed a bright yellow sword screen outside the valley heart sound and Emperors Yunhai and Phoenix.

The sword curtain fell and the ground fell, making an extremely hollow noise.

Old wizards are embedded in walls, and blood is running out of them, but they have no ability to escape the walls.

Tang Tibetan first swordsman Han Xuanzi was broken by the heart of the sword and sharp qi. He knew that he could no longer hold the position of Tang Tibetan first swordsman from today on. He looked at his body full of tiny wounds and trembled all over himself.

The owner of the blue sword outside the courtyard stopped screaming and fled, but he couldn't believe it. The four saints couldn't even stop the other party for a moment, making more practitioners and Iron Rider troops rush in.

……

Xiao Xiang's body was also shaking.

Watching Gu Xinyin and Emperor Yunhai and Fengxuan fall underground, he instantly reacted to something.

Liusha City lacks water… If the Temple Virgin appears, lead the people to repair all kinds of open canals to collect water and rain. The Virgin of the Temple later became the Queen of Notre Dame. She was the only one who knew that the underground water network under Liusha City was more complex than the spider web. And she is the mother of Emperor Phoenix.

Valley Heartbeat soaked in the dark water jail for so long, tried to kill him for so long, once he was out of poverty, but still waited until now, not only for his own body and repair, but also to determine his trail, waiting for him to appear in this courtyard that he thought was the safest.

It turns out the legendary temple is really so horrible.

A man who is both a temple and a college graduate can be so frightening.

These thoughts flashed instantly like electricity in his mind, and then he felt an unprecedented fear, and then he found that he had been afraid ever since the Valley's heart was locked in a dark water cell, and now this fear, which had accumulated for years, had suddenly amplified and completely occupied his body.

His body, full of majesty, was still sitting on the plate, yet his skin could not even move his eyelids for a moment.

“When!” he screamed, the red copper landscape that he had been working on for countless years had fallen to the ground.

His body, originally suspended three feet above the ground, also sits on the ground, stirring up a piece of dust.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”...

Rapid drums of war were heard in the surrounding barracks.

The eyes of the old wizard, Han Zixuan and the master of the blue sword could not help but fall on Xiao Xiang.

“Pfft...”

Xiao Xiang's body began to make countless slight crackles, with countless subtle lights, accompanied by a very faint bloody smell from him.

“Pfft," a grain of dust sprinkled from his body.

This dust grain caused Xiao Xiang real pain, but it was a small piece of flesh that flew out of his body.

One grain of flesh fleshed out of Xiao Xiang. Xiao Xiang watched her body become a grain of flesh fleshed out, watched her death, but couldn't stop it, couldn't move, couldn't even close her eyes without looking at this horrible scene.

The elderly wizard who was about to die, the soulless Han Zixuan and the master of the Blue Sword dared not approach, not even to put an early end to Xiao Xiang's life.

It's hard to imagine what kind of horrible force could make a flying sword kill tens of thousands of swords, hundreds of thousands of swords, chop a man to such an end, and then bond him together and break apart slowly.

Xiao Xiang didn't want to die. He had an army stronger than Emperor Fengxuan. He had countless things in the world worth his greed, but he could only die in the agony of endless fear.

Countless heavy silver armor rides rushed into the compound, yet these dense, numb silver sergeants only saw Xiao Xiang wrapped in his own flesh, such as countless blood-red flies dancing beside him. In everyone's frightened eyes, this big man, who now has the highest power in Tang Tibet, slowly turned into a very fine, very stinking mud.

……

Valley's heart sounds and the shadows of Emperors Yunhai and Phoenix emerged under a remote roof in Tang Tibetan Palace.

Yunhai kept wiping the blood flowing out of her mouth, but she laughed innocently and laughed happily.

Gu Xinyin deeply looked at the sky of Liusha City.

Ten thousand years at a time.

There are only two kinds of the most powerful will in the world: love and hatred.

It was love and hatred that supported Xiao Xiang's death after spending so many years in a dark water cell.

“Goodbye...”

He said it softly in his heart and turned to thank Emperor Yunhai and Fengxuan very much.

Emperor Feng Xuan also thanked him for his bow.

Valley Heartbeat walked onto a carriage already waiting by the wall.

After walking into the trunk, putting down the curtains, and the carriage wheels began to roll, his voice came out again, “Yunhai Xiaomonk, come to Qingyu College sometime. ”

Yunhai's eyes suddenly lit up, seemingly reading some unique promise from this sentence, and he was so happy as a woodpecker nodded in a row that two more bites of blood were shed in his mouth.

“But you have to read more for me… pray more that I can go home…”

“Got it, Mr. Valley.” Yunhai had a bit of a sad face.

“Perhaps in the near future, some of our college folks will come back here to get something.” Taniguchi thought about it and said another word.

Emperor Feng Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up and bowed again: “Thank you. ”

The valley heart in the carriage stopped talking, and the carriage joined a waiting carriage, slowly walking out of Tang Tibetan Palace and out of Liusha City.

This student in the faculty of Qingyu College is starting to really go home.