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Chapter 801 Moring Resurrection

The elegy that no one sang can only be silently recited in my heart.

The heart quickly shattered and became a sacrifice to the Demon Sword.

Blood poured into the perfect sword body, and the last small piece of land in the entrance hall was also returned to the ruins by a sword, leaving only a time and space echo.

I tried my best to leave a bitter smile, but unfortunately I was no longer able to touch the corner of my mouth.

As the sword was stabbed out, the wounds of the Void Lord became more and more serious, and I heard his heavy breathing sound.

He did not rush to pull back the Demon Sword, trying to stabilize the trembling Demon body.

If someone attacked him at this time, it would definitely cause a fatal blow to him. However, will anyone come to the abyss of the void where even Nanhua could not sacrifice himself?

Wang Huan was powerless. In this abyss, the devil killed her was just a matter of divine thought.

My life is entirely due to the fact that I have sacrificed the entire entrance and betting on the future world, and that is not all, there must be other reasons. Just as the demon said, I have no idea what I am.

What am I?

If I can choose, I hope I am a ray of morning light blowing into the window in the early morning, and a breeze blowing at dusk at the end of my hair.

I am alive and no one knows the world, but I die but the whole world is buried with me.

This is not the result I want, I must not die.

Tears surged out, telling my unwillingness and helplessness.

The heart was broken, the sword blade penetrated, and all the blood was absorbed by the sword of void, and even my soul could not escape.

The consciousness began to become messy, and the soul turned into countless shining fragments of divine thoughts.

If an ordinary person dies, the three souls and seven spirits will be destroyed directly. Because practitioners often sacrifice and refine their souls, they may even practice the souls. If the souls dissipate, the minds will not dissipate immediately and will last for a period of time.

This is why Jiang Xueyang died and his soul disappeared, and he was placed in my gate with his divine thoughts. When he reached my level, his human soul had been replaced by a sword soul. His divine thoughts could stay for a long time. The wind could not disperse, the thunder would not be destroyed, and the heaven and earth qi could not be destroyed. Unless someone who also mastered the great powers took action, he could only use me.

All the divine thoughts were annihilated, completely destroying my spiritual consciousness.

The sword soul was torn into pieces, and each piece had my soul mark. I thought these pieces would also be killed by the devil's sword energy, but they actually poured into the sword.

It seems to be called or sheltered.

Yes, the devil's sword was made of the sword of thousands of prophecies that devoured me, and the sword of thousands of prophecies is connected to my heart and blood.

The demon's breathing became more and more rapid. He was seriously injured and obviously did not realize what was happening on the sword.

My sword soul fragments were all integrated into the sword body under his nose. At this time, my chaotic sword body had completely disappeared, and the rest of my divine thoughts could not be found in the outside world.

From the perspective of the bystander, I have been isolated from the world.

The demon calmed down his breath, forced out a smile, pulled out the sword of void, turned toward the portal. His mission had been completed. Although the world had not been broken yet, and although there were still many creatures that had not been slaughtered, this was no longer his mission. He would hand over the next work to those who could not wait to rush out of the void.

The hell beast of the door.

"Xie Lan, it's a pity that you don't know what you are in the end. If you die, the world will be over."

The demon murmured and strode towards the portal.

The bloody perfect demon body dissipated little by little, and the demon sword tightly held in his hand left a deep scratch on the ground and was about to sink into the void with him.

Gradually, the man of the Great Lord of Void was completely in the forefront, leaving only a hand holding the sword.

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded from the sky above the abyss.

This thunder was loud and full of weather. The light brought by lightning instantly teared the night.

The abyss of the void devours everything, and even if there is light, it will be extinguished instantly.

However, the darkness here could not swallow this electric light. The electric light was like a sharp sword, piercing through the heavy night and piercing through the darkness.

Along with lightning, there was also a figure.

This is a man with dark hair and black eyes, wearing a black Taoist robe, holding a gun in his hand.

If someone sees it, he will definitely find that the gun in his hand is exactly the same as the one of the thief God, but he is not the thief God.

This gun is called the Heavenly Thieves' Spear. This man has a name that resounds through the three realms of the world, and even the heavens and all realms.

Xie Moling, the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism.

But, hasn't he already fallen into the plan of the Heavenly Dao, and has transformed into Xiyi and the heaven and earth to return together?

Why did he still appear here?

...

On Kun's back, the gods were extremely shocked, and they had questions in their hearts, and they all looked at Nanhua.

However, Nanhua himself didn't know what was going on.

No one would have thought that he would appear here, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Is it him, is it him?" Daozu appeared, and the guardian of the Pojun began to lose control of his emotions.

"It's him."

"He's not dead?"

"I don't know what happened," Nanhua said with a shake of his head.

"I don't care why he appears. If he can save my husband, I will still regard him as the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism. If he can't, I hope he will be buried forever in the abyss and be buried with Xie Lan." Yu Huan disheveled his hair, his eyes were full of tears, and he was no longer the power of the God of Death.

Yuan Rui hugged her from behind, and Xueyang held the sword and turned the hilt backwards and blocked her directly in front of her.

If Yu Huan rushed straight, Xueyang's sword would pierce into his heart. At this time, Xueyang's clothes had already been stained with blood.

...

The underworld, the place of the Nine Travels, the Netherworld Temple.

The empress was bleeding from seven orifices, her face was pale as golden fingers, and the six reincarnation swords in her hand were inserted into a pool of blood.

The blood pool is filled with the blood of sentient beings, and the six realms of reincarnation swords are to be saved and the souls of sentient beings are.

The war in the Kingdom of Heavenly Dao is impossible to calculate, but in the world, they are also suffering from disasters and poisons. Before the Heavenly Dao died, the heavenly realms cursed the heavenly realms, and the appearance of the Great Lord of the Void fulfilled the curse of Heavenly Dao one by one.

I don’t know how many creatures died from this curse, and hell is in the world.

Suddenly, the empress's body shook, and then a bloody smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"He's back."

"Who?" asked Meng Po Tianzun.

"Thank you...Mo...Ling." The empress said word by word.

"Hasn't he already transformed into Xiyi and Tiandi to return together?"

Meng Po asked the same question as the Heavenly Lord of the Pojun Guardian, but Nanhua did not give the answer. This time, the empress gave the answer. "In this war, Xie Lan's performance was so eye-catching that everyone focused on him. The Heavenly Dao regarded him as the enemy of life and death, and the Great Lord of the Void crossed the portal for him. Everyone ignored one that should not be ignored at all.

The existence of vision is the laws of heaven and earth itself.”

"The laws of heaven and earth have no spiritual consciousness, only will. Although they affect everything, they cannot appear in the form of gods to prevent the occurrence of disasters. What can it do?" asked Mengpo Tianzun.

"The laws of heaven and earth do not have combat power, but you have forgotten the most important point. Moling transforms into Xiyi and heaven and earth together, and it is precisely because it returns to its arms and becomes part of the laws. Now, it has sent Moling back again!"

"So, can Xie Moling break Xie Lan's destiny to die?"

The empress was silent for a long time and after a long time, she said: "Maybe he can save this world that is about to be broken, but he will definitely not be able to save Xie Lan from the Lord of Void."
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