"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Lord of Nantian glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the Lord of the Death Temple who was ruthlessly devouring the vitality and the power of heaven and earth in his body. Not only did he not fly in a panic, but he looked relieved and determined.

"Um?"

The Lord of the Temple of Death was stunned.

Even the speed of devouring suddenly stopped.

He had never seen anyone show such a strange expression when he was swallowed by him.

Reassuring.

Decisive.

More about being calm... Shouldn't you be in a panic?

Shouldn't you be afraid?

How could it be like this?

A series of question marks in the mind of the Lord of the Death Temple, and then a strong sense of anxiety filled his heart. The Lord of the Death Temple felt a thud: No, I was fooled! Until now... he finally realized why the ancestor Tongtian and others were walking together, but the Lord of the South Heaven was alone.

It turns out that he is using himself as bait to attract himself to the hook! "Idiot, do you think this will make me difficult?

Before Xiao Yi arrived, I had already left calmly..." The Lord of the Death Temple sneered repeatedly.

The speed of devouring was not reduced at all.

Even though he noticed that Xiao Yi was coming quickly, he still looked calm and was very sure to escape in time.

However... the Holy Lord of Nantian smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "You can't leave!"

"Um?"

The Lord of the Temple of Death was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed drastically and he looked at the Holy Lord of Nantian with horror: "What is this?"

You, you madman, have you actually burned your soul to form a forbidden area of ​​the soul?

Are you not afraid of both body and spirit being destroyed, and there is no place to bury yourself when you die?

Stupid guy, you crazy guy, stop quickly, stop..." The soul forbidden area.

The fire of the soul condenses into a prison.

It can trap the Lord of the Temple of Death.

But... the price of doing so is that the Holy Lord of the South Heaven has only one way to die. After all, once the soul starts to burn, it will no longer be extinguished.

"Crazy, you crazy..." "I have no grudges and no grudges with you, why are you so crazy..." "Do you even want your life?"

The Lord of the Temple of Death roared hysterically and tried to rush out of the forbidden territory of the soul, but the burning fire of the soul was like a huge wall that separates life and death.

Shengsheng turned him away from Shengsheng.

The Holy Lord of Nantian became increasingly weak, and his body began to become transparent. But looking at the face of the Lord of the Death Temple who was imprisoned by the Fire of the Yuanshen, he looked panicked, and his misty face appeared on his face: "Who said you and I have no grudges or grudges?

If you want to harm billions of creatures in the Qingtian Realm, I will be a mortal enemy with you..." "Bastard, idiot, madman..." "You are a noble master of the Saint Venerable Realm. Are those ants the most ants absurd?

Do you need to do this for them?”

The Lord of the Temple of Death roared wildly.

The Holy Lord of Nantian smiled slightly: "I did this not for anyone... I just wanted the descendants of the Qingtian Realm to live in this world carefree..." "..." "..." The Lord of the Temple of Death was speechless.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was getting closer and closer and he could not get out of the trap, the Lord of the Temple of Death became increasingly annoyed.

Open your bloody mouth.

He bit the Holy Lord of the South Heaven bit by bit.

The skin he bite was blooming, his hands and feet broke, and bright red blood spilled in the air.

But the Holy Lord of Nantian did not have any intention of retreating. After a glance from the corner of his eyes, he saw Xiao Yi being speeding over. A hint of excitement appeared on his white white face: "Let me help you again!"

Boom! The Lord of the Nantian Tian opened his arms and hugged the Lord of the Temple of Death.

In his body, shocking sword intents continued to emanate.

Under the control of the Holy Lord of the South Heaven, these sword intentions turned into sword energy chains, and hugged him and the head of the Lord of the Death Temple in his chest tightly.

"let go!"

"Let go..." The Lord of the Temple of Death stood upside down.

He had already sensed that Xiao Yi was close at hand and had to get out of trouble quickly.

However, the Holy Lord of Nantian had no intention of letting him go, and he held the head of the Lord of the Death Temple with both hands.

He raised his head, looked happy, and let out a hysterical roar: "Hahaha, I can't leave anymore, you can't leave anymore.

My southern sky has been rising from the end of ancient times, and has been fighting for more than 23,000 years. My whole body has been fighting for the Qingtian Realm... I was born for the Qingtian and died for the Qingtian..." "Cultivate my sword to fight and kill to the Nine Heavens!"

"Raise my spear, kill demons and destroy gods..." Boom! The Holy Lord of Nantian's eyes were like a knife. His body had been bitten by the Lord of the God of Death Temple, and his chest was bitten through, revealing bloody internal organs and white bones.

But his fighting spirit is not weak at all at the peak, and even his will is far beyond that of his peak.

"Brother Nantian..." Xiao Yi saw from afar that the Holy Lord Nantian was covered in blood in the void, burning the fire of the soul, and his hands were wrapped around the Lord of the Death Temple like iron chains.

The Lord of the Temple of Death roared angrily and let out a shocking roar: "Let go of me... humble ant, how dare you treat me like this?

Let go, let me go..." The Lord of the Death Temple kept spitting out the pieces of meat and blood that had been bitten from the body of the Holy Lord of the South Heaven, and let out a shocking roar.

The Holy Lord of Nantian looked at Xiao Yi and laughed loudly, "Xiao Yi, I have imprisoned this beast here, you, do it!"

"Brother Nantian, how could you be so confused?

I will have a way to deal with him. You, wouldn’t you do this..." Xiao Yi’s eyes were so bloody that he couldn’t speak.

If the fire of the soul is burning, it will be a dead end.

Both body and spirit are destroyed and will never be reborn! The Lord of the Nantian is imprisoning the Lord of the Death Temple with his life! The Lord of the Nantian grinned: "Born for the blue sky, die for the blue sky, this life... is enough!"

Roar! The Lord of the Temple of Death struggled even more crazily, and the Lord of the Nantian Holy Spirit was burned out.

He suddenly looked up at Xiao Yi. There was no fear of death in his eyes, no sadness of both body and spirit. He only had the generosity and glory of fighting for the Qingtian Realm. He used all his strength to yell at Xiao Yi: "Xiao Yi, do it! Don't let me sacrifice for vain..." "Crazy, come here..." The Lord of the Death Temple was full of ferocious face, and let out a roar in shock, trying to break free.

"Xiao Yi, hurry up..." The face of the Holy Lord Nantian changed drastically. He was almost unable to trap this demon.

Huh! Xiao Yi let out a long breath of turbid air, no longer hesitating, his eyes were like a knife, staring at the Nantian Holy Lord who had been bitten by the Lord of the Death Temple, and he ruthlessly raised the Qingping Sword... Boom! The shocking sword light burst out from the Qingping Sword.

The endless power of heaven and earth gathers on the sword's edge and turns into a sharp blade pointing directly to the sky, connecting directly between heaven and earth.

At this moment... the sword light became the only focus of the whole world.

Countless creatures looked up at the extreme south: "What is that?"

"Grandpa, look at that light!"

"That's the sun... the sun that warms everything..." Nanzhou, a child looked at his father with his head raised and asked innocently: "Father, why are you crying!"

"I don't know, I just feel like something very important in my heart has been taken away..." At the same time... the shocking sword light fell from the sky, like a billion miles of ancient stars falling down, coming with great momentum, with great power! Boom! A terrifying sword covered the spirits of the world... The Lord of the South Heaven and the Lord of the God of Death Temple were completely distorted in this terrifying sword light, and the terrifying sword light was crazy about their bodies.

The Holy Lord of Nantian closed his eyes and looked calm.

The eyes of the Lord of the Temple of Death were so angry that he let out a terrifying and resentful roar: "Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi... wait for me, I am immortal. When I return to the Qingtian Realm, I will definitely wait for death without a place to bury myself... roar..." Under the terrifying energy storm, the two of them were completely evaporated and completely disappeared from the world.
Chapter completed!