Games with fairies

In less than two seconds, all the blood and energy of Li Muyang's two-year-old body was sucked dry.

Even with the supplement of the top-grade spiritual medicine in the Qiankun Ring, Li Muyang, who had taken three top-grade spiritual pills, could only keep the body of the two-year-old child intact.

The price of the Red Evil Bell to summon the evil god was terrible.

But the results were also dazzling.

The evil old woman who laughed harshly and provoked Li Muyang to the limit of his psychological endurance was directly crushed to ashes by the pale fingers.

In the end, they only made a shrill roar.

"Jiang Xiaoyu! We are waiting for you in the Ancient Resentment Well!"

Then, the monster was crushed by Li Muyang's all-out blow.

Witnessing the demise of the evil old woman, Li Muyang's eyes were cold.

The ancient evil gods in the Ancient Resentment Well always lingered.

But I didn't expect that the demise of the little wild grass was related to them.

After taking a deep breath, Li Muyang floated in the sky above the bloody sun and looked back at the giant gods fighting on the ground.

The huge Huang Yi Xian Zun fought fiercely with the Lord of Disaster holding the Jing Hong Xian Sword.

The blood of the gods scattered all over the sky, like a rainstorm falling on the ground, and the bloodthirsty zombies spreading on the horizon dodged one after another.

This group of bloodthirsty monsters were actually afraid of the fierce battle between the two giant gods.

In Li Muyang's vision, he could see two scary red blood bars floating between heaven and earth.

[Huang Yi Xian Zun 73%]

[Lord of Disaster 79%]

When Lord of Disaster was resurrected, she restored her real name and was no longer Nameless.

With the powerful help of the Jing Hong Xian Sword, Lord of Disaster barely suppressed Huang Yi Xian Zun and gained a slight advantage in the battle with Huang Yi Xian Zun.

Li Muyang, who was hanging high above the bloody sun, was now higher than the two giant gods.

He was hanging high in the sky, quietly looking down at the battle under his feet.

But with the death of the evil old woman, the cracks on the broken bronze coffin became larger and larger.

Then, the entire bronze coffin collapsed and turned into a ball of scattered immortal spirit.

——This bronze coffin was actually condensed by Huang Yi Xian Zun with his magic power.

Now, with the disappearance of the evil spirit sealed in the coffin, this ball of immortal spirit also dissipated at the same time.

As the immortal spirit dissipated, Li Muyang vaguely saw the figure of an immortal sighing with pity.

That figure seemed to be Huang Yi Xian Zun...

Obviously, this bronze coffin containing mysterious power and sealing evil spirits was condensed by Huang Yi Xian Zun's magic power and connected to Huang Yi Xian Zun's soul.

Now that the bronze coffin is destroyed and Huang Yi Xian Zun's remaining magic power disappears, then his body...

Li Muyang lowered his head and looked at the battlefield of the battle of gods under his feet.

【Evil Lord 78%】

【Yellow-robed Immortal 47%】

…

The disappearance of the bronze coffin actually took away the power of Yellow-robed Immortal, making him visibly weaker.

The Evil Lord, who was only barely suppressing him, instantly gained the upper hand due to the increase and decrease of the power of both sides.

Under the blood-red sun, the Evil Lord swung the immortal sword coldly, causing huge casualties to Yellow-robed Immortal.

Countless wounds broke out on the huge figure of Yellow-robed Immortal.

The blood gushing out of the wounds was like a river pouring back from the sky, splashing over the earth.

【Yellow-robed Immortal 43%】

【Yellow-robed Immortal 37%】

【Yellow-robed Immortal 34%】

…

Once the balance of the battle was lost, it would immediately be one-sided.

Originally in the fierce battle, the Yellow-robed Immortal was in danger in an instant after his power weakened, and was repeatedly stabbed by the sword.

The huge body of the True Immortal had more and more tragic scars, and the steps of retreat were getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, the Yellow-robed Immortal Venerable, who had nowhere to retreat, was beheaded by the Jinghong Immortal Sword, and blood splattered all over the sky.

Li Muyang, who had watched the entire battle from a bird's-eye view, saw with his own eyes that huge body of the True Immortal fell heavily and crushed several high mountains on the ground.

At this moment, he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cursed Land", finally cleared!

But with the death of the Yellow-robed Immortal Venerable, the world in the secret realm that lost its spirit began to collapse.

The collapse of the secret world began at the edge of the secret realm and the end of the horizon.

Looking at the collapse of time and space in the distance, Li Muyang frowned and immediately took out the Ark Talisman.

When this secret world collapses, the huge tearing force of the collapse of time and space is difficult for even the True Immortal to resist, and must not be involved.

He sent a message to the huge Lord of the Evil below: "Go! The secret world is about to collapse!"

Li Muyang held the Ark Token in his hand and got the instruction manual of the Ark of the Otherworld. He could use the Token to return to the real world at any time.

He wanted to take away the Lord of the Evil and the God of Water, and even the God of Kunwu and the God of the Far West.

These were all friendly forces that had helped him, and he didn't want to sit back and watch these good gods die tragically.

However, as soon as Li Muyang finished speaking, a flash of sword light appeared in his vision, and the Jinghong Immortal Sword that he had lent to the Lord of the Evil turned into a meteor and flew up and returned to his hand.

At the same time, the Lord of the Evil's calm and indifferent voice was also brought.

"... All the creatures in the Ark of the Otherworld carry the curse of the Netherworld and cannot return to the world."

"If the curse of the Netherworld spreads in the world ten thousand years later, the efforts of the Immortal Venerable Huang Yi and the gods of the Temple of the Far West will all be in vain."

"Thank you for your concern, Ascendant. But we can't leave."

"Your arrival and your power have helped us too much."

"Please let us walk the last section of the road by ourselves... Goodbye."

After the Lord of the Evil finished speaking, the huge figure shrank rapidly.

Li Muyang looked down from a high place and saw the Lord of the Evil's shrunken figure stepping into the wind and sand of the Ark of the World.

The Lord of the Evil's voice disappeared, and the voice of the Water God rang out immediately.

"Thank you, Ascendant."

Then it was Kunwu God who thanked him timidly.

"Thank you, Ascendant..."

Finally, it was Qingzhonghuo, the God of the Far West, who murmured weakly.

"I vaguely feel the murderous aura of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God on you... Ascendant, be careful of this fierce god, he is very scary."

A warm white light flew in the wind and sand of the Ark of the World below.

The white light fell on Li Muyang, and two flames, one on the left and one on the right, vaguely appeared on his shoulders.

Although the flames dissipated the moment they were ignited, Li Muyang still clearly felt a warm and gentle power infiltrating his body.

[Blessing of the God of the Far West: Attribute +20%, Thousand-Eyed Blood God Damage -10%]

A special BUFF appeared in the upper right corner of Li Muyang's vision.

The duration of this BUFF is actually... infinite?

Li Muyang fell silent after seeing this scene.

The gods who escaped the dark catastrophe and survived for thousands of years in the secret world actually chose to perish with the secret world.

They were unwilling to return to the outside world, worried that the curse of the netherworld on them would spread to the human world...

The God of the Far West was still concerned about him even at the last moment.

Even if the two sides did not have much friendship, they were only on the same front for a short time...

Li Muyang's fingers silently clenched the Ark Token in his hand.

But in the end, he did not say much, nor did he persuade again.

He just bowed heavily and saluted the gods on the Ark of the World, and then activated the Ark Token and left the secret world.

Leaving silently was his greatest respect for these gods!