Chapter 866 Fire Spirit (6k)
The Spirit-Swallowing Holy King slowly raised his dark purple eyes, and the cold and cold light fell on Xiao Yan and Yao Wan, but there was a flash of strange color.
"It looks like you're recovering well?"
The six curse lines behind the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King were wrapped in the overwhelming demonic energy, and condensed into six ferocious weapons. The evil energy was even stronger than before.
The Soul-Swallowing Holy King is not an injury. After all, even the original container has been destroyed. The emperor's soul is still there and the demonic energy has not dissipated. It is just a reshape of a container to accommodate the inner body. What's the difficulty?
And Xiao Yan and Yao Wan can also feel particularly clearly that with the transformation of the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King, the previous burden of being unable to withstand the huge improvement brought about by the exchange of curse patterns and the power of heaven and earth has now completely disappeared. .
"It just so happens that if you and others are destroyed, I can start the tedious reconstruction as soon as possible. After all, I don't want to sit in a dilapidated palace."
The Spirit-Devouring Holy King twisted his neck slightly, his dark purple eyes closed slightly, and then a terrifying murderous intention suddenly burst out.
And now that they have come to this step, Xiao Yan and Yao Wan cannot be easily suppressed by their murderous intent. Emperor Yan and Tribulation Fire suddenly surged out from their hands, and they involuntarily attacked the person in front of them. The ultimate enemy before all living things.
The Spirit-Swallowing Holy King slowly raised his hand, and behind him, the jet-black blades spread side by side like jet-black wings shone with cold light, tearing apart the space. In just a moment, Xiao Yan and Yao Wan appeared in front of them.
This sudden and expected attack made their pupils shrink suddenly. The strange fire in their hands showed their strength, and they withstood these strikes from the weapons that were obviously transformed from the curse patterns of the Soul-Devouring Saint King. Behind them , and several thousands of miles of Zhongzhou mountains collapsed in a roar while a few sword lights flashed past.
Even though he withstood the first round of sword strikes, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel solemnity in his eyes.
Sure enough, after regaining the container, the power of the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King, or the power he could exert, also became more powerful.
He was so powerful that even though he was also in the Dou Emperor realm, he had been cultivating with great concentration in the Heavenly Tomb for a long time, stabilizing his realm, and completing the induction, summary, and reuse of the inheritance of the ancient Emperor Tuoshe. But until now, facing him When he struck casually, the feeling of powerlessness was even stronger than when he faced him before when he was holding the Eternal Fire Ruler.
Can only two spells against the Spirit-Devouring Clan really turn the tide of the battle?
Even Xiao Yan couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.
He had previously beaten the Soul-Devouring Holy King to the point of collapse and was forced into a ten-day period of silence. When he was sleeping, everything he had glimpsed due to his instinct as a Dou Emperor couldn't help but come back to his mind again.
Among those many endings, I had glimpsed an ending that was particularly similar to my current one.
"Bang!"
The pitch-black sword collided with three weapons in his ears. The sound of the collision of the weapons that was completely suppressed before the stalemate could last for too long exploded in his ears, causing bloodshot eyes to suddenly start to spread around the whites of his eyes. Got into his dark red pupils.
"How can I compete with this king if I want to use the method of elixirs to enter the gate of Emperor Dou?"
Spirit-Swallowing Holy King Leng Che's questioning lacked the arrogance and arrogance of before, but the overwhelming power displayed in an instant made people feel even more desperate.
"Hmm!"
Even if she just withstood a frontal blow from the Spirit-Devouring Saint King, Yao Wan still felt like her insides were burning. The strong pain was acting on her whole body, almost making her faint, and she could hardly hold on to the flaming sword in her hand.
But she still gritted her silver teeth and desperately swallowed the mouthful of blood in her mouth, struggling to withstand the storm-like bombardment released by the Spirit-Devouring Saint King at that moment.
What he did was naturally to give Xiao Yan a chance.
The emperor's flames are blazing, condensing the fire ruler. However, this time, the well-deserved emperor of fire has not triggered all the visions in the world. It seems that all the energy and power have been gathered without reservation at this moment. In Xiao Yan's hand, it fell down without reservation.
However, when the splendid Emperor's Flame fell, the Spirit-Devouring Holy King did not look back, and his remaining three weapons successively blocked the monstrous Emperor's Flame.
That strong, solid and thick existence like a mountain suddenly emerged, and even the Emperor's Flame couldn't penetrate it in the first place.
And if there is a stalemate, it is the same as defeat.
"It seems that after recovering for a long time, your strength can only go so far."
At the same time as he struck the flying medicine wand with one palm, the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan. A strange weapon burning with melting demonic fire suddenly fell between his open five fingers.
"Bang!"
Even the raids have never been evenly matched, so the current face-to-face confrontation naturally means that there are dangers and hardships.
The Emperor Yan Da Chi and the Demonic Fire Soldiers met, and the flying sparks turned into fire rain all over the sky, covering Zhongzhou. Even the two border areas of the continent that still survived could feel this terrifying vibration that shook the earth. .
However, this time, there was no such point-to-point stance as the last time. Demonic fire surged forward, while Emperor Yan became increasingly dim.
The Soul-Devouring Holy King did not even use other weapons. He only swept them away in his hand. A line of fire crossed Xiao Yan's eyes. When the soul of the Emperor Realm sensed the threat to his life, he was narrowly dodged. .
The line of fire then sank into the earth. In an instant, Zhongzhou collapsed, and the center of the entire continent was split into two under the sword of the Spirit-Devouring Saint King.
"It seems that the Emperor Yan on the Dou Qi Continent is nothing more than this."
As the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King said, he seemed to have lost interest in continuing the stalemate with Xiao Yan.
As soon as he finished speaking, five military fronts suddenly flashed out.
The six sharp edges suddenly locked onto Xiao Yan at this moment, and then slashed them all down. The people watching the battle nervously below were so shocked that they couldn't help but close their eyes.
"The Secret of Demon Sealing!"
Xiao Yan shouted angrily. When the six sharp edges were about to fall on him, he knew that he could no longer stop. Then he roared loudly. The emperor's flame entered his body, triggering the power of heaven and earth, and suddenly bloomed.
The Spirit-Swallowing Saint King immediately felt something quite disgusting. He frowned and immediately chose to retreat.
"The cleverness of those people has actually spread to this day?"
There was a hint of reminiscence in his murmur. This breath was truly surprising and full of indescribable disgust.
He couldn't be more familiar with this thing.
In the past, when he led the Spirit-Devouring Clan to invade the Dou Qi Continent, there was naturally no shortage of capable people and people with lofty ideals who came up with special techniques to deal with them. The Demon-Sealing Technique was basically the most mature and complete one among them.
However, he also immediately realized that something was wrong with Xiao Yan's current situation.
Tens of thousands of years ago, those people would only use this technique if they dared to use the Dou Emperor's body. Now that Xiao Yan can only use it with his physical body, he is destined to be a weakling!
"Without a body as strong as the Fighting Emperor's body to withstand this huge power of heaven and earth, how long can you support yourself?"
The Spirit-Swallowing Holy King shook his head, and the seventh curse pattern on his body was already looming.
"Eclipse Kun seems to have died too early. Even this curse mark needs to be filled in by me personally... It just takes more time."
“Then you’ll know only if you try it.”
Xiao Yan's aura surged, and even in a short period of time, under the infusion of the power of heaven and earth, he quickly reached the point where he was about to equal the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King - but this was not actually something Xiao Yan could decide, but the crazy power of heaven and earth. It poured into Xiao Yan's body and forcibly increased his strength in a short period of time.
"Woo...!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan felt that his eyes were a little moist, and his perspective began to be slowly contaminated by an unusual red color.
The warm crimson liquid slowly slipped from the eye sockets and down Xiao Yan's cheeks.
Now he completely understood why the Dou Emperors needed to use the Dou Emperor body when they were running the Demon Sealing Technique.
The essence of the Demon Sealing Technique is actually the method used by the Dou Qi Continent to manifest itself against foreign races. As long as the life form still exists in this world, it is naturally impossible to truly defeat the power of heaven and earth itself.
Even Dou Di is like this.
The Demon-Sealing Technique is a technique created specifically to deal with the Spirit-Devouring Tribe. It is just like this, but the price is that its intensity is difficult to control by yourself, and it all depends on the threat of the power of heaven and earth to hostile existences.
The stronger the threat, the stronger the power that can be obtained from the power of heaven and earth.
But this power, the power of heaven and earth, doesn’t matter whether you can bear it or not.
"Sure enough, the inheritance from our predecessors is not so easy to bear."
Xiao Yan gave a bitter smile. As of now, there is no other way. There is no way to use the Demon Suppressing Art at the moment.
But even at the cost of his own life, he was destined to be unable to let the spirit-devouring tribe before him wreak havoc in the world again.
"It's not good..."
At the edge of Zhongzhou, Yao Wan, who was knocked back a long way, felt that her body was completely numb. She took a moment to breathe before gradually recovering. Then she noticed that the power of heaven and earth suddenly appeared in the far distance and was evenly matched with the demonic energy in the sky. Yao Wan immediately guessed what Xiao Yan wanted to do.
The original plan in his heart was disrupted, and the calamity fire on his body was immediately transformed back into the flame of life. While quickly repairing his injuries, he immediately rushed towards the place where Xiao Yan and the Soul-Devouring Saint King fought.
With the help of the power of heaven and earth, Xiao Yan indeed has enough power to compete with the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King. There is no doubt about the power of the Demon-Sealing Technique.
But now Xiao Yan also encountered the same problem as the previous Soul-Devouring Saint King.
In every confrontation, Xiao Yan's body was almost on the verge of collapse. Even the Soul-Devouring Saint King did not have to hit Xiao Yan. Just between the movements and movements of the attack, Xiao Yan's body had already burst out with countless blood marks. .
"The unbearable power is that even if I don't do anything, I'm afraid you will also disappear."
Seeing the blood marks on Xiao Yan's body bursting apart, the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King could tell at a glance that Xiao Yan couldn't hold on for long, and he said immediately.
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Xiao Yan shook his head indifferently. What was more important than these at the moment was to do his best to kill the Spirit-Devouring Saint King in front of him.
But as time goes by, the hope of achieving this goal becomes increasingly slim.
Even with the infusion of the power of heaven and earth, his strength is only on the same starting line as the current Spirit-Devouring Saint King, but it does not mean that he can defeat the Spirit-Devouring Saint King.
As time goes by, even if the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King does nothing, Xiao Yan will naturally collapse because he cannot withstand this powerful energy.
"In no more than a stick of incense, your body will completely collapse. I don't care, but for the creatures in Dou Qi Continent, is it difficult to re-condensate a body that is most suitable for you?"
The Spirit-Devouring Saint King's offensive continued unabated, and Xiao Yan gritted his teeth to maintain the stalemate between the two, but they were doomed to reach the end of the road.
If he gave up taking this blow, one strike from the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King would be enough to completely destroy Xiao Yan's body, which was already on the verge of reaching its limit. But if he took this blow, it would only cause more detailed collapse.
"It's such a pity. If you could find the plane embryo of this plane, all of this might have been over long ago, right?" There was a bit of sarcasm and ridicule in the tone of the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King: "If you could use the throne to If the womb of the face becomes the master of the plane, the power of heaven and earth will It is enough for you to mobilize, but you, the king of the plane, have already searched for such good things, and there is no such thing. You can rest in peace and rest in peace...exploded by the power of heaven and earth in your own plane. ...It’s really a ridiculous way to die,”
After the words fell and Xiao Yan's body became more and more broken, the Spirit-Devouring Saint King temporarily slowed down his offensive. Xiao Yan would die if he died, but it would be the most troublesome if he chose to self-destruct in the future.
"Huh? Do you want to die one by one?"
At the same time, the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of those golden eyes that were slightly red.
"Let's go!"
The calamity fire wrapped around her body to the point of almost burning her up, sweeping across her body wantonly, but it was unable to burn away the endless malice in front of her as usual.
Her voice was urgent and piercing, and the moment in front of her could no longer contain a thousand words for her to express.
But she could at least buy some more time for Xiao Yan.
This has nothing to do with whether it is the fighting spirit mainland creatures or the success or failure of the Swallowing Spirit Clan.
The jet-black sword tore through the thick demonic defense, and was easily intercepted by the Spirit-Devouring Saint King.
"The defeat is already determined, why are you here to die?"
Feeling the immovable pressure and despair in front of her, she had no fear at all, and she was not afraid to risk her life.
If you say why, it's actually quite simple.
She didn't want Xiao Yan to die! Even if Xiao Yan is in a desperate situation at this moment, and will even die soon due to physical collapse - as long as it is Xiao Yan, he will definitely be able to turn danger into good fortune, right?
Is this a question that requires any hesitation?
In this case, it is better to leave the rest to yourself.
In the stalemate, murderous intent surged in the eyes of the Spirit-Devouring Saint King, and five rays of cold light suddenly bloomed in front of Xiao Yan.
"It's over."
The suppressive force in his hand suddenly decreased, and the Spirit-Devouring Saint King then swatted it away with his sword. He was hugged by the red-eyed Xiao Yan and fell to the ground.
The Soul-Devouring Saint King did not pursue him, and Xiao Yan should be about to explode himself. Although he was not afraid, it was better to stay away.
In the wilderness of Zhongzhou, a piece of scorched earth exploded.
Xiao Yan's eyes were bleeding and his insides were burning, but it was nothing compared to the heartache he felt at this moment.
"Ahem..."
The breath in the arms has never been so fragile, like a fragile flower that blooms but is fleeting, making people feel pity involuntarily.
The rough fingertips touched his cheek, which made Yaowan's chest that was pierced in an instant less painful, but the coughing sound was still weak, as if he had lost all his strength.
She obviously asked him to leave quickly, but in the end he still chose to catch himself first...
Forget it...if it were him, it wouldn't be surprising at all.
After all, this is him...
If he hadn't been so stubborn, I probably wouldn't have gotten together with him in the end.
The so-called miracle created by transcending past memories is probably this kind of thing.
Foolishly, a moth flies into the flame.
But she didn't hate this feeling.
Because of this, looking at Xiao Yan who was covered in injuries and even had blood and tears in his eyes because he could not bear such power, she pursed her lips slightly, and the blame on her lips changed completely, and even revealed A faint smile came.
Weak and fragile, but with a beauty that is unique to her.
"It's too late... No, I came too late...? If it's as I thought before... the two of us bear it together... it won't hurt you like this."
In just ten days, the idea of completing the fusion of the two techniques was never completed, and if you wanted to perform these two techniques at the same time, you would need a body that could withstand it.
In other words, their starting point was wrong from the beginning.
And time will not go back.
Even if it is a mistake, it is bound to be impossible to make up for in this little time.
"Stop talking about this...it's not your fault."
Xiao Yan couldn't help but clenched his teeth silently, and couldn't help subconsciously hugging her body that was gradually losing its temperature.
For some reason, the creature's flame that was expected to be able to repair her body never appeared this time.
Is it because of the curse pattern of the Soul-Swallowing Holy King?
But at this moment, Xiao Yan didn't have time to think so much.
That unwarranted intuition was warning him, not only a physical warning, but the pain and powerlessness of losing her filled his bones and blood.
He just subconsciously hugged her body that was gradually losing temperature, and something mixed with blood fell from the corner of his eyes.
Yao Wan lay in Xiao Yan's arms, her slightly dull light golden eyes staring blankly at the faint flames that were slowly burning on Xiao Yan's body and did not belong to Emperor Yan.
It was the embodiment of the energy of heaven and earth that caused the collapse in Xiao Yan's body, but it had become Xiao Yan's life-threatening talisman.
"...Does it hurt...?"
Yao Wan wanted to speak, but found that even speaking seemed to be starting to become difficult.
"Don't talk about this yet...we..."
"Shhh...that's good."
As if sensing a hint of chill, Yao Wan couldn't help but subconsciously curled up a little into Xiao Yan's arms.
After noticing her little movement, Xiao Yan hugged her even tighter.
"Cold..."
She whispered softly in her mouth, and the green flame slowly burned on her body, but it was not as strong as usual, it just covered her body, that's all.
"It doesn't matter...it won't happen yet...it won't end like this..."
But the wounds on her body have not disappeared, and the gradually dissipating breath cannot be retained.
The flame of life came and went just as quickly. As the green flames dissipated, Yao Wan's body quickly lost its life, and the entangled aura of life and death faded away completely in an instant.
Xiao Yan bit his lips tightly, and a trace of hot blood dripped down.
The Soul-Devouring Holy King waited for a long time in the clouds, but he still did not wait for the earth-shattering self-destruction.
This couldn't help but make him a little strange. The time for burning the incense had already passed, so why hadn't it exploded yet?
Yaowan's aura has disappeared, but Xiao Yan's aura has not left.
This is not how it should be——
When this thought flashed through the mind of the Spirit-Devouring Saint King, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yan's movements below.
A gorgeous line of fire penetrated the sky from bottom to top. Even the Soul-Devouring Saint King was a little unable to react. His demonic energy existed as a thick armor, leaving a dazzling blood mark on his body. Almost splitting him in two.
--This is? !
The Soul-Devouring Holy King suddenly opened his dark purple eyes, but he didn't even care about the injuries left on his body by the line of fire.
An Emperor's Fire Ruler suddenly emerged, bringing with it a monstrous rage. The rage of just one person surged forward, but it was far greater than before.
"Bang!"
Emperor Yan's big ruler collided with several soldiers' fronts, making a particularly violent concussion sound.
However, this time, the Holy King of Swallowing Spirits could not stabilize his body at all. The strong impact made half of his body numb, and he retreated a hundred miles to stabilize his body.
This particularly strange scene in front of him made the Spirit-Devouring Saint King frown.
Isn't this even dead? Why?
"What? Are you wondering why I didn't die?"
Holding the Emperor Flame Ruler in hand, the gorgeous and magnificent flames burned away the wounds and blood stains on his body, and countless anger surged out of his eyes that had not completely dissipated the blood stains.
The Soul-Swallowing Holy King only felt that something was wrong. The illusory fire shadows that originally appeared on Xiao Yan's body because he could not withstand the energy of heaven and earth all disappeared, replaced by a beautiful green flame.
The flame of life?
The Spirit-Swallowing Holy King frowned slightly, which made him feel that something was not right.
The emperor's flames already contain the flames of life, but the aura of this flame of life is not so strong that it seems to be gushing out.
How can a strange fire that grows by itself grow to such an extent?
No, this is not the Flame of Life——
"Huh..."
Green fire filled the sky, converging into a hazy yet vivid silhouette. Xiao Yan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air from behind, and then slowly opened his pale golden eyes.
(End of chapter)