The golden mirror in front of him was stolen, and Jiulu went crazy.
After Chen An's first strike, he had exhausted all his strength and now seemed to be at the mercy of others.
Even though Chen An felt tremendous pressure and let Jiulu pinch his neck, he looked at Jiulu with pity.
"Jiulü, do you think I'll return the Golden Mirror to you after all the effort I put into taking it?"
Jiulu's eyes were ferocious. This was the first time Chen An saw Jiulu look so vicious.
There was nothing he could do. The thing he cared about most was taken away just when he was about to get it.
"As long as I kill you, your soul, without the support of your body, will only be a remnant soul. How long can it last?"
After speaking through gritted teeth, Jiulu's palm instantly glowed with light.
There were bursts of dragon roars.
Chen An felt his body being torn apart by countless forces, which were about to tear him into pieces or turn him into ashes.
but!
After a moment, Jiulu was stunned.
Because under his powerful strength, Chen An was still intact, but with countless scars on his body.
What Jiulu found most incredible was that these scars were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a powerful body!"
Jiulu's face was ferocious, and Chen An was dragged into the air by the powerful force.
Then, countless sharp swords appeared in the sky, all aimed at Chen An.
"kill!"
boom!
Jiulu was too powerful, and countless sharp swords pierced Chen An in an instant, leaving Chen An's body riddled with holes and golden blood spurting everywhere.
At this moment, Chen An also closed his eyes and fell down powerlessly.
Jiulu did not have the slightest excitement in killing. He frowned. Chen An's body did not collapse at all, which showed how strong Chen An's physique was.
The most important thing is that with his powerful soul, he felt that Chen An still had a trace of life, but it was extremely weak and almost imperceptible.
But soon, there was no life at all.
"Golden blood, it's really weird!"
Jiulu looked coldly at the miserable and silent Chen An, and then looked at the soul of Chen An shrouded in the fairy picture in the sky.
"Hand over the golden mirror, and I will let your remnant soul leave!" Jiulu said coldly.
Chen An opened his mouth and said silently: "If you don't hand it over, you can't do anything to me!"
Although there was no sound, Jiulu could tell what Chen An was saying.
"Your body just lost its vitality. Now that your soul has returned to its place, there may be a glimmer of hope. Don't make the mistake!" Jiulu regained his composure.
But there was no scalp left on his head, and he looked very disheveled.
Chen An opened his mouth again: "I'll die, but don't worry, my soul can hold on for a hundred or eighty years, it won't be a problem!"
Jiulu's calm expression turned gloomy again.
But at this moment, Jiulu felt something and suddenly turned his head.
When Jiulu saw the dragon head that had fallen, it was shriveled beyond recognition.
The blood-red long sword inserted in the dragon's head emitted a strange blood-red light.
The blood light expanded and contracted continuously, as if it was breathing.
Jiulu's pupils suddenly shrank: "He should be executed!"
Jiulu's palm seemed to have traveled through the vast universe, and in an instant he pulled out the Heavenly Sword with absolute power.
"How dare you suck the essence of my flesh and blood!"
Bang!
A palm slapped on the Tiandao sword.
"Buzz..."
The sound of swords rang out, but within them was a terrifying will and earth-shaking power.
boom!
The Heavenly Sword trembled and actually broke free from Jiulu's big hand.
The Heavenly Sword flew up into the sky, and blood seemed to fill the entire world.
"ah……"
"Wu...I don't want to die..."
"kill……"
"I'm unwilling..."
Countless shouts, howls, and sounds of fear and despair emanated from the blood, shocking Jiulu who was in the middle of it.
"What kind of knife is this!"
boom!
A roar!
The Heavenly Sword burst out with the most dazzling blood-red light and slashed down with one blow!
"ah……"
Jiulu's body was chopped and drilled into the ground in an instant.
When Jiulu appeared again, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and he looked in a miserable state.
But his eyes were unusually bright.
"Yes, very suitable to be my weapon. Haha, wait for me to subdue you!"
"Buzz..."
There were bursts of sword sounds, and Jiulu's eyes were focused on Tiandao, but he didn't notice Chen An, who he thought was dead, in the ruins in the distance.
At this moment, golden blood was shining in the countless blood holes on his body, and the inexplicable divine patterns in them were making those blood holes merge.
And in Chen An's sea of consciousness, Chen An's consciousness yelled at the sea of consciousness: "Damn it, Yang Zhan, you really can just sit there and watch? I'm almost dead, and you're still watching the show!"
"Come out quickly and help me kill Jiulu!"
"Come out, I won't beat you anymore. If you don't come out, we'll both be reincarnated!"
Although Chen An's body was severely injured, an ordinary person would have died long ago, but with his immortal body, he would be able to recover as long as he did not turn into ashes.
Recovery is just a matter of time.
Although his soul had just been under tremendous pressure, the golden runes left by Lu Hongyi protected his soul so that it did not suffer serious damage.
However, his body also automatically fell into the state of the Rest Prisoner Divine Art.
However, no matter how Chen An's consciousness shouted in the sea of consciousness, there was no movement.
Chen An was puzzled: "Could it be the mark of my other past life? Damn, we are all the same person, you can't watch your next life end here like this, right?"
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