Soul Emperor Martial God

The last chance is waiting.

It is not waiting for the power of the torrent of the six laws to be exhausted.

Instead, waiting for the power of the torrent of Six Principles to be consumed enough, the strength of the Ninth Rank Ghost Saint weakened enough.

Correct.

Xiao Yi is weak at the moment, isn't it the Ghost Saint of Rank Nine?

The torrent of the Six Principles is more and more consumed, and the strength of the Ninth Rank Ghost Saint is constantly weakening.

When he can contend, it is the time to resolve everything.

It's just that he doesn't know how long it will take, and whether he can wait until that moment is still unknown.

However, there may be another opportunity.

Xiao Yi's gaze, glanced at the Ghost Sage of Nine Ranks in midair.

Time passed by in this silence.

On the sky, Chilong was also only waiting.

But there was nothing in the world in his eyes.

Yes, it is just the ancestor of that huge spiritual tree.

The ancestor of the spirit wood at this moment seems to be constantly filling.

The sturdy tree trunk seemed to stand upright.

Obviously, it can be seen that the huge and pure aura belonging to the ancestor of the entire spirit tree is compressed to one-third of the trunk at this moment.

The aura that was so dense that it was visible to the naked eye, pure and liquid, filled it.

And the upper two-thirds of the trunk is lack of breath, just like hollow.

But these cavities are constantly being filled by the huge monster dragon.

The remaining two-thirds of the huge tree trunk is obviously used to store the cultivation power of countless strong people present.

When the whole trunk of the ancestor of the spirit wood is full of power, it will be the time when the ancestor of the spirit wood has completely exploded, and the red dragon has completely absorbed the breakthrough.

The ancestor of the spirit wood, rejuvenated normally, only needs half a drop of Yanlong blood.

And Chilong used three drops.

Half a drop wakes up, half a drop compresses, and the remaining two drops create a larger tree body as a container.

It is unknown how much Chilong has worked so hard for today.

However, countless costs, countless preparations, and countless calculations were obviously paid.

Since Xiao Yi first stepped into the Demon Realm, it was already a calculation.

From a long time ago, and even later, urging Yao Race Tianjiao to capture Human Race Tianjiao on the Demon Sacrifice Day, to the Human Sacrifice Day, and everything afterwards, all were under Chilong's calculation.

Countless preparations are just for today.

Even if Xiao Yi is mentally strong and weak, it is absolutely impossible to find a flaw in this short few minutes.

Even if the methods are as monstrous as Xiao Yi, if you want to destroy all these preparations, it is difficult to reach the sky.

...

Time passed in this minute and one second.

Grief, despair, sorrow, all negative emotions, filled the whole world.

I am afraid that there is only the figure that still stands proudly in the sky overlooking the earth, full of expectation and joy.

Nine minutes later.

On the side of the eight main hall masters, all of a sudden, they all looked back.

Eight eyes, not staring at Xiao Yi, but shook his head slightly, sighed, and then each looked at each other.

"Heh." Except for the indifferent Senior Luo, the other seven chief palace masters all chuckled.

This chuckle, as if to laugh at countless grievances and hatreds of the past.

It's not that they can let go, but they have to let it go.

"I thought it would be enough for the old man to pay the price alone." The head of the hunting monster sneered.

The Master Palace Master Shura smiled deeply, "The Ninth-Rank ghost saint who controls the torrent of the six laws of the sky is probably stronger than the demon dragon ancestor in his heyday."

"Of our eight old things, it seems that none of them are left."

The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall pouted, "I thought that the ancestor Demon Dragon was dead, so we don't need all of us to pull him back."

"Unexpectedly, there will be another Rank Nine Ghost Saint."

"Is there really no old things in our Eight Halls?"

"Yeah, the surname is Luo." The Master Palace Master Tianji smiled and looked at Senior Luo.

Senior Luo sneered, "When the old man became famous, it was thousands of years ago; Nine-turn ghost saint, this kind of yellow-haired child was not born at that time."

"Get ready." The head of the hunting demon palace raised his arm, and the large black robe that had been re-worn drifted away with the wind, revealing a black outfit again.

...

far away.

The Ghost Sage of Rank Nine in Ling Li's midair finally moved his gaze, and then his figure flashed and fell a few steps in front of Xiao Yi.

Murderous intent was written on his hideous face.

"Nine minutes, less than a minute, all the martial artists present will be dissipated, not even a pool of blood will be left."

"It should be my destiny himself."

tread…

The footsteps of the Nine-turn Ghost Sage stepped out with one foot, very light and slow, but like the earth trembling, the sky was shaking.

Staring straight at Xiao Yi with cold eyes, "Master, don't blame me."

"I have waited for eight million years, and I have waited until today. I can't miss it."

Xiao Yi sneered, "No wonder."

tread…

In the footsteps of Nine-turn Ghost Saint, he took another step, still looking directly at Xiao Yi.

"The Lord has been to the land of my ghost and monster clan, knowing how desolate there is, and knowing how miserable our ghost and monster clan is living."

"Everyone hates us, even those despicable monsters who are uglier than us, they treat us like monsters."

"Our ghosts and demons clan, we just have to take a corner and hide in that dark ghost place."

"It's miserable, that's all; it's just that we are very talented, you **** who hate us on the one hand, but on the other hand want us and enslave us.

"And we are destined to eat the Lord, this is fate."

Xiao Yi still sneered, "I said, I don't blame it."

tread…

The third step of Nine-turn Ghost Sage is here.

"Nine revolutions, one million years is one; every time, this monarch will descend from the peak elder back to the cultivation base of ordinary ghosts."

"In the next million years, I will have to be captured countless times, countless pretending to wait for the Lord to eat; time and time again, under countless dangers, I will be able to return to the top."

"After that, it was one million years, and the cultivation base dropped drastically, becoming an ordinary ghost."

"A full eight million years, eight times from the peak to the ant, and from the ant to the peak; during this period, there are countless winds and rains, countless humiliations, countless dangers that will fall and fail at any time."

"Ran Nine, one is indispensable, one defeat and all defeat."

"Lord, do you know what days I have lived in these eight million years? Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"

tread…

The fourth step of Nine-turn Ghost Saint has already taken.

Xiao Yi sneered, "I said it the third time, I don't blame you, but you are talking endlessly."

Rank Nine Ghost Sage smiled grimly, "I just want to show anger and unwillingness to the Lord before you die."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "No."

Rank Nine Ghost Saint nodded coldly, "So, this is the last time I say, Lord, don't blame me."

"Cheating the Lord is the fate of my ghost and monster clan."

"If I don't kill you, my fate will fall on me, and I will lose everything, not only the eight million years of hard work, but also this amazing talent."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, "You told me a long time ago that ghosts and demons must eat the Lord. If they can't eat the Lord, the consequences will be terrible and miserable."

"I thought I would be lucky enough to see it."

The footsteps of Ghost Sage of Rank Nine took a momentary pause and stopped for a while, as if frozen, but still grinned slyly, "Hehe, does the Lord want us to die like this?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded coldly.

Rank Nine Ghost Saint's eyes were cold, "Unfortunately you have no chance."

"I am very puzzled. I am as clever as the Lord. I have a clear understanding of people. I have known that I am the ghost sage of Rank Nine, but I have been slow to expose it."

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head.

Rank Nine Ghost Saint squinted, "Why do you have to lie to cover up your stupidity?"

"When you first came out of the forbidden area of ​​Ancestral Dragon, you obviously knew and discovered."

"When I tell those old secrets, you will know."

"But you pretended not to know, but instead you gave me an excuse and made me look for a step."

"Before I die, admit that I am stupid, and it is so difficult without first solving my scourge?"

Xiao Yi sneered, "Stupid? Then why not see who is stupid?"

"Do you still have a hole card?" Rank Nine Ghost Saint frowned.

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Then die." The Ninth Rank Ghost Saint sneered and stepped on it.

The fifth step, completely stepped out, and came to Xiao Yi.

The hideous ghost hand banged heavily with a palm.

With the strength of Rank Nine Ghost Saint, this palm, even the ordinary Sovereign Realm, can be shattered.

But... the imagined Xiao Yi was photographed as a fan and did not appear.

Instead, it was a powerful palm, slapped on Xiao Yi's shoulder, a helpless face, staring at Xiao Yi.

"I said, Lord, it's so difficult to quarrel with you to win once?" The ghost sighed helplessly.

Xiao Yi chuckles, "I said, I don't believe in fate."

"Huh." The ghost let out a breath.

In fact, he knew very well that Xiao Yi said that he wanted to see the tragic end and terrible consequences of their ghosts and monsters being unable to eat their masters, but he didn't really want to see them die.

He really remembered that Xiao Yi said that ‘if possible, I will try my best to end these fate for you’.

The so-called wanting to see the consequences of their inability to eat the Lord is that Xiao Yi wants to solve these fate for them.

Only if they can't eat the Lord, Xiao Yi can deal with these unknown consequences.

From the beginning, Gui Yi understood.

"Why?" Xiao Yi jokingly smiled, "Eight million years of hard work, no more?"

The ghost shook his head, "Eight million years are long."

"But I know more clearly that these efforts are gone, and I can wait another eight million years for Ghost Saint of Rank Nine."

"But you are gone, Lord, I will wait another 8 million years, or even 80 million years, and I can't wait for such a Lord."

Xiao Yi chuckled, "So, who is stupid now?"

"Me." Ghost said in a urn.

"Next, I will be miserable. Lord, you will be happy."

"Hehe." The ghost smiled sinisterly, "The ancestor of Chilong's spirit wood is about to explode, such a terrible eruption, even he can't stop it."

"And half a month ago, he let me control the torrent of the six laws of Heaven, and I imprinted a trace of the Lord Your breath in it by the way."

"The demon dragon array absorbed the six laws and flowed into the ‘belly’ of the ancestor of the spirit wood, and it also sucked in your breath brand by the way."

"Hey." The ghost smiled triumphantly, and pointed at a distance, "The ancestor of this exuberant spiritual tree now belongs to more than his Chilong."

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Do you know what stupidity is?"

"I never thought I was stupid, I just believed my eyes, I didn't see the wrong person."

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