Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Soul Devouring Saint King slowly raised his dark purple eyes, and the cold and gloomy light fell on Xiao Yan and Yao Wan, but a strange color flashed across them.

"It seems that he has recovered well?"

The six curse patterns behind the Soul Devouring Saint King were wrapped in the monstrous demonic energy, condensed into six ferocious weapons, and the murderous aura was even stronger than before.

The Soul Devouring Saint King was not seriously injured. After all, even the original container had been damaged. The emperor's soul was still there, and the demonic aura did not dissipate. It was just a matter of reshaping a container to contain the inner. What was the difficulty?

And Xiao Yan and Yao Wan could also feel very clearly that with the transformation of the Soul Devouring Saint King, the previous burden of being unable to withstand the huge increase brought by the exchange of the curse patterns and the power of heaven and earth had now disappeared completely.

"Just right... I can start the tedious reconstruction as soon as possible after I kill you. After all, I don't want to own a ruined palace."

The Devouring Soul Saint King twisted his neck slightly, and his dark purple eyes closed slightly, and then suddenly burst out with a terrifying killing intent.

Since it has come to this point, Xiao Yan and Yao Wan naturally can't be easily repelled by the killing intent. The Emperor Flame and the Tribulation Fire suddenly surged out of their hands, and they killed the final enemy in front of them that blocked all living beings.

The Devouring Soul Saint King slowly raised his hand, and the black weapons behind him, which were spread out side by side like black wings, flashed cold light, tearing the space, and in just a moment, appeared in front of Xiao Yan and Yao Wan.

This sudden but expected attack made their pupils shrink suddenly. The strange fire in their hands manifested energy, and they withstood the slashes of the weapons that were obviously transformed by the spell patterns of the Devouring Soul Saint King. Behind them, several mountains in Zhongzhou with a radius of thousands of miles collapsed in a roar as several sword lights flashed by.

Even after withstanding the first round of slashes, Xiao Yan couldn't help but show a solemnity in his eyes.

As expected, when he regained the container, the power of the Devouring Soul Saint King, or the power he could exert, became stronger and stronger.

So strong that even though he was at the same Doudi realm, he had been practicing for a long time in the Heavenly Tomb to stabilize his realm and complete the induction, summary, and reuse of the inheritance of the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor. But until now, when facing his casual attack, this feeling of powerlessness was even stronger than when he faced him with the strange fire eternal ruler before.

Can the situation of this war really be reversed with only two spells targeting the Soul Devouring Clan?

Even Xiao Yan couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

Previously, he had beaten the Soul Devouring Saint King to the point of collapse and was forced into a ten-day period of silence. When he was sleeping, everything that his instinct as a Dou Emperor had allowed him to glimpse came to his mind again.

Among the many endings, he had glimpsed an ending that was particularly similar to his current one.

"Bang!"

The black sword and three weapons overlapped and collided in his ears. The sound of the weapons colliding, which was completely suppressed before it could last too long, exploded in his ears, causing bloodshot to suddenly spread from around his whites and into his dark red pupils.

"How can you compete with this king if you want to enter the Dou Emperor's door with the way of elixirs?"

The cold questioning of the Soul Devouring Saint King lacked the previous arrogance, but the overwhelming power he showed in an instant made people feel more desperate.

"Ugh!"

Even if she only took the direct attack from the Soul Devouring Saint King, Yao Wan also felt that her internal organs were burning. The intense pain affected her whole body, almost making her faint, and she was even about to lose the flame sword in her hand.

But she still gritted her teeth and swallowed the blood in her mouth, struggling to parry the violent storm-like bombardment released by the Soul Devouring Saint King at that moment.

The purpose was naturally to give Xiao Yan a chance.

The Emperor Flame was blazing, condensing the Fire Ruler, but this time, the well-deserved Emperor of Fire did not cause any strange phenomena between heaven and earth, as if all the energy and power were gathered in Xiao Yan's hands without reservation at this moment, and then chopped down without reservation.

However, when the gorgeous Emperor Flame fell, the Soul Devouring Saint King did not turn his head, and his remaining three weapons followed one after another to block the raging Emperor Flame.

The strong, solid and heavy existence like a mountain suddenly emerged, and even Emperor Yan could not penetrate it in the first time.

If it fell into a stalemate, it would be the same as defeat.

"It seems that after recovering for a long time, your strength can only go this far."

While knocking Yao Wan away with a palm, the Soul Devouring Saint King turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan, and a strange weapon burning with melting magic fire fell between his open five fingers.

"Bang!"

Even if the surprise attack could not be evenly matched, then the face-to-face confrontation at present naturally means danger and suffering.

The Emperor Yan ruler and the magic fire weapon met, and the flying sparks turned into a rain of fire all over the sky, covering Zhongzhou. Even the border areas of the two surviving continents could feel this earth-shaking terrible vibration.

However, this time, there was no tit-for-tat posture like the last time. The magic fire rushed in, and the Emperor Yan became dimmer.

The Soul Devouring Saint King did not even use other weapons. He just swept his hand and a line of fire passed through Xiao Yan's eyes. At the same time that the Emperor Realm soul sensed the threat to his life, it 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.

"Demon Sealing Technique!"

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, and 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 lofty ideals who came up with special techniques to deal with them, and 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 have no skills!

"Without a body as strong as the Fighting Emperor's body to withstand this huge power of heaven and earth, how long can you sustain it 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 a little more time."

"Then you'll know 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 soul-devouring Holy King - but this was not actually something Xiao Yan could decide, but the madness of the power of heaven and earth. The result of pouring into Xiao Yan's body and forcibly increasing his strength in a short period of time.

"Ugh...!"

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 aliens. 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-Devouring Saint King could see 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 with an indifferent expression. 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 Saint King does nothing, Xiao Yan will naturally collapse because he cannot withstand this powerful energy.

"It will take no more than an incense stick of time for your body to completely collapse. This king doesn't care, but for the creatures of you Douqi Continent, it must be difficult to re-condense the most suitable body for yourself, right?"

The Soul Devouring Saint King continued to attack, and Xiao Yan gritted his teeth to maintain the stalemate between the two, but it was doomed to be a dead end.

If he gave up taking this attack, the Soul Devouring Saint King's attack would be enough to completely destroy Xiao Yan's body, which was already on the verge of the limit, and if he took this attack, it would only cause more detailed collapse.

"What a pity! If you could find the fetus of this plane, this would have ended long ago, right?"

The tone of the Devouring Soul Saint King was a bit sarcastic and mocking: "If you use the fetus of the plane to become the master of the plane, the power of heaven and earth will be enough for you to mobilize. However, I have already searched for that kind of good thing in your plane, and it does not exist. You can rest assured... Being blown up by the power of heaven and earth in your own plane... It's really a ridiculous way to die."

After the voice fell, when Xiao Yan's body became more and more broken, the Devouring Soul Saint King slowed down his attack for the time being. Xiao Yan died, but if he chose to self-destruct after this, it would be the most troublesome.

"Huh? Why do you have to come to die one by one?"

At the same time, the Devouring Soul Saint King seemed to have noticed something, and slightly turned his head, and caught a glimpse of the pair of golden eyes that were slightly red.

"Go!"

The fire of catastrophe wrapped around her body to the extent that it almost burned her to ashes, sweeping across it wantonly, but it could not burn away the endless evil in front of her eyes as usual.

Her voice was urgent and shrill, and the moment before her did not allow her to say a thousand words.

But she could at least buy more time for Xiao Yan.

It was no longer about whether it was the creatures of the Douqi Continent or the success or failure of the Devouring Soul Clan.

The pitch-black sword tore through the thick demonic defense, and was then easily intercepted by the Devouring Soul Saint King.

"You are already defeated, and you are still here to die?"

Feeling the unshakable pressure and despair coming from the front of her, she had no fear at all, and was not reluctant to risk her life.

If you ask why, it is actually quite simple.

She didn't want Xiao Yan to die! Even if Xiao Yan was already in a desperate situation at this moment, and would even die soon because of physical collapse - but as long as it was Xiao Yan, he would definitely, definitely be able to turn danger into safety, right?

Is this a question that requires any hesitation?

In this case, it is better to leave the rest to me.

In the stalemate, the eyes of the Devouring Soul Saint King surged with murderous intent, and five cold rays suddenly bloomed in front of Xiao Yan.

"It's over."

The suppression force in his hand suddenly decreased, and the Devouring Soul Saint King slapped it away with a sword. Xiao Yan, with red eyes, hugged it and fell into the clouds.

The Devouring Soul Saint King did not pursue him, and Xiao Yan should be about to self-destruct. Although he was not afraid, it was better to stay away.

In a wilderness in Zhongzhou, a scorched earth exploded.

Xiao Yan's eyes were bleeding, and his five internal organs were burning, but it was nothing compared to his heartache at this moment.

"Cough..."

The panting in his arms had never been so fragile, like a fragile flower that bloomed but fleeting, making people feel pity involuntarily.

The rough fingertips touched her cheek, and Yao Wan's chest, which was pierced in an instant, was no longer so painful. However, the cough was still weak, as if she had lost all her strength.

He was told to leave quickly, but in the end, he still chose to catch her first...

Forget it... If it was him, it would not be surprising to do so.

After all, this is him...

If he was not so stubborn, I am afraid that I would not be with him in the end.

The so-called miracle created by transcending past memories is probably this kind of thing.

Foolishly flying into the fire.

But she didn't hate this feeling.

Because of this, looking at Xiao Yan, who was covered in wounds at the moment, and even had tears of blood in his eyes because he could not bear such power, she pursed her lips slightly, and the blame on her lips completely changed, and even revealed a faint smile.

Weak, fragile, but with her unique beauty.

"Too late... No, I came too late... If it was the same as before... We both endured it together... You wouldn't be hurt like this."

In just ten days, the idea of ​​completing the fusion of the two magics was not completed after all, and if you want to perform these two magics at the same time, you need a body that can withstand it.

In other words, they were wrong from the beginning.

And time will not flow back.

Even if it is a mistake, it is destined to be unable to make up for it from this little time.

"Don't talk about this... It's not your fault."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but clench his teeth silently, and couldn't help but subconsciously hug her body that was gradually losing temperature.

For some reason, the flame of life that was expected to repair her body has not appeared this time.

Is it because of the spell pattern of the Devouring Soul Saint King?

But at this moment, Xiao Yan didn't have time to think so much.

The unreasonable intuition was warning him, not only the warning of the body, but also the pain and powerlessness of losing her filled his bones and blood.

He just subconsciously hugged her body which was gradually losing its temperature, and something mixed with blood slid down the corners of his eyes.

Yao Wan lay in Xiao Yan's arms, her slightly dull golden eyes staring absentmindedly at the faint flames that slowly burned up on Xiao Yan's body, which did not belong to the Emperor Flame.

That was the embodiment of the energy of heaven and earth that caused the collapse in Xiao Yan's body, but it had already become Xiao Yan's death warrant.

"...Does it hurt...?"

Yao Wan wanted to speak, but found that even speaking seemed to be becoming difficult.

"Let's not talk about this for now... We..."

"Shh... That's good."

As if she sensed a hint of chill, Yao Wan could not help but curl up a little in Xiao Yan's arms subconsciously.

Noticed her little movement, Xiao Yan hugged her tighter.

"Cold..."

She whispered softly in her mouth, and the green flames slowly burned on her body, but it was not as vigorous as usual, it just covered her body, that's all.

"It doesn't matter... it won't... it won't end like this..."

But the wounds on her body did not disappear, and the gradually dissipating breath could not be retained.

The flame of life came quickly and went away quickly. As the green flames dissipated, Yao Wan's body quickly lost its breath, and the entangled breath 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 Devouring Soul Saint King waited for a long time in the clouds, but he never waited for the earth-shattering self-explosion.

This made him a little strange. The time of this incense stick had long passed, why hadn't he self-exploded yet?

Yao Wan's breath had disappeared, but Xiao Yan's breath had not left.

This shouldn't be the case-

When the Devouring Soul Saint King flashed this thought in his mind, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yan's movements below.

A gorgeous and magnificent fire line, from bottom to top, penetrated the sky, and even the Devouring Soul Saint King was somewhat slow to react. His demonic energy was on his body as a heavy armor, leaving a dazzling blood mark, almost splitting him in two.

——What is this? !

The Devouring Soul Saint King suddenly opened his dark purple eyes, but he didn't care about the injuries left on his body by the fire line.

An Emperor Flame Ruler suddenly emerged, driving the raging anger. The anger of just one person rushed over, but it was far better than before.

"Bang!"

The Emperor Flame Ruler collided with several fronts, making a particularly intense shock sound.

However, this time, the Devouring Soul Saint King couldn't 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 was a particularly weird scene in front of him, which made the Devouring Soul Saint King frown.

He didn't even die? Why?

"What? Are you wondering why I didn't die?"

Holding the Emperor Flame Ruler, the gorgeous flames burned away the wounds and blood on his body, and the blood-stained eyes burst out with countless anger.

Spirit Devouring Saint King felt that something was wrong. The illusory flames that Xiao Yan had manifested because he couldn't bear the energy of heaven and earth disappeared, and were replaced by a beautiful green flame.

The Flame of Life?

The Soul Devouring Saint King frowned slightly, which made him feel that something was wrong.

The Emperor Flame originally contained the Flame of Life, but the breath of this Flame of Life was not so strong that it seemed to be gushing out.

How could the strange fire that grew by itself grow to this extent?

No, this is not the flame of life——

"Huh..."

The green flames filled the sky, gathering into a hazy yet clear figure, and a breath of turbid air was gently exhaled from behind Xiao Yan, and then the pale golden eyes slowly opened.