Chapter 711: Fighting Spirit, Dedicated to the World



"Hahaha, wow hahahaha"

The Blood Clan Lord laughed wildly and his momentum became stronger and stronger. The whole sky was filled with the red sun and red clouds, and it was full of the breath of the end of the world.

"You can't hold on any longer, all of you, die!" His cold voice made everyone's heart rise with boundless chill.

The old man looked at the twelve angels who were holding on, and his eyes showed sadness. He gritted his teeth and wanted to take a breath, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood. There was no intact part of his body.

Two lines of tears fell, and he couldn't help but cry out, "The Fifth Realm... is doomed! After the Ancient Clan, another devil will be born in the Seven Realms!"

Just as the Blood Clan Lord said, most of the power of the Fifth Realm is now concentrated in him alone. As one grows stronger while the other shrinks, no one can suppress him.

Originally, if the God of War could repent, he would still have a chance to fight against the Blood Clan Lord, but now, it's too late.

"Let's all hold up this sky together! We are the last hope!"

At this time, the black-haired young man who stood up first wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

He picked up the saber again, condensed all the strength in his body, and his bronze skin glowed with a bright light. The aura of the Great Dao manifested a colorful vision, surrounding his body.

"Sword!"

The saber was embedded in the ground, and it kept

expanding. It finally turned into a sword that stood tall and straight, piercing through the heaven and earth, stabbing at the huge blood-red hand, trying to hold up the sky! Immediately afterwards, countless magic powers soared into the sky, gathered into a dazzling vision, and surged towards the blood-red hand.

"Unity is strength, let's work together!"

"Gather all the strength that can be gathered to protect our world together!"

"Fight him!"

"Ahhh!"

At this moment, the light of the origin in the hole gradually became thicker, pouring down on this group of people, giving their fighting spirit and hope with a stronger power to jointly protect this world.

Facing the catastrophe, at this moment they all became the protagonists of the fifth world!

The Lord of Angels also blushed, and a pair of flesh wings fluttered desperately, and said in a deep voice: "Holy Light Burns the Sky, give me the top!"

"Give me the top!"

Alina and the other ten angels also gritted their teeth and exerted their strongest power.

At this time, the brilliance of the sky and the surging blood light formed two completely opposite forces, one condensed the despair and destruction of the fifth world, and the other gathered hope and rebirth.

The world froze.

There was no shocking vision, nor the sound of explosion. All that could be seen was that the brilliance and blood light were melting at the same time, constantly reborn in destruction.

Under the tense gaze of countless people, wounds began to appear on the bloody giant hand, and it was finally taken back by the Lord of the Blood Clan.

However, before everyone could cheer, the sneer of the blood clan leader came again, "Oh? You want to turn the world upside down with only a little bit of ant power left?"

After he finished speaking, the blood-colored sea of ​​clouds surged, and a huge blood-colored foot rose from it, and then stepped on everyone!

"Boom!"

As the foot fell, the light gathered by everyone suddenly trembled violently, and countless people were hit by the recoil force, and their bodies flew directly to the ground, with blood flowing down.

The saber also made a sad sound, followed by a crisp sound, and broke into two pieces on the spot, and the light was completely lost.

"Hahaha, that's it? Next is the stronger second leg, can you block it?"

The cold words of the Lord of the Blood Clan echoed in the void, and he raised his leg... The second leg that covered the sky and the sun slammed down!

Everyone was shrouded by this huge leg, and a feeling of powerlessness appeared in their eyes.

Under their gaze, the twelve angels floating in the air were also smashed down, and they were in a miserable state.

The twelve halos above their heads also flickered, and then... with a "bang", the headband seemed to be broken, and the angel's feathers on it flew and scattered.

"No!"

The Lord of Angels and other angels were so angry that their eyes were about to burst, and they were so heartbroken that they couldn't breathe.

This is a divine object given to them by a master, and it is made of their feathers. How can it break like this?

The old man's hopeful eyes also extinguished. Is there really no hope?

"Die for me!"

The whole place was filled with the only sound of the vampire lord's rampant laughter. His thighs continued to press down, as if he was stepping on ants, wanting to crush everyone to death!

However, the next moment, his feet were still suspended in the air, and it was difficult for him to fall down.

There was an indescribable force blocking him, which gave him a feeling that he could not resist.

"Huh?"

The vampire lord was shocked. He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of his feet.

However, he saw that where the twelve headbands were broken, although the angel's feathers were gone, there were twelve willow branches still quietly hanging there.

The twelve willow branches shone with emerald green light. Although soft, they gave people an incomparable sense of holiness. Even looking directly at them would generate awe.

The Blood Clan Lord exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible! What kind of branches are these? They can actually stop me?"

"Break them for me!"

He gritted his teeth, and the blood-colored sea of ​​clouds stirred up huge waves. He used all his strength, but it was like stepping on an iron plate, and it didn't move at all!

A chill surged from the depths of his heart, making him terrified.

Not only him, but the others were also dumbfounded. They looked at the willow branches one by one and fell into a daze.

The Lord of Angels got goosebumps all over his body and murmured, "It turns out that the most amazing thing about this headband is not our hair, but that branch!"

Alina nodded in agreement, took a deep breath and said, "To be precise, it is our hair that limits the power of the headband and lowers the quality of this willow branch!"

The old man stared at the willow branch, his whole body trembling violently, and muttered to himself like a madman, "This, this feeling is... yes, it must be the legendary one!"

At this time, the twelve willow branches moved, they connected to each other, and finally connected together to form a complete willow branch.

At the same time.

In the backyard of the courtyard.

A breeze blew quietly, and the slender branches of the willow tree by the pond moved with the wind. One of the branches crossed the pond, and part of the root seemed to travel through space and enter another space.

The fifth realm.

A branch broke through the air and connected with the willow branch.

In an instant, a sacred aura roared down upon the entire fifth realm! At

this moment, even the origin of the world began to fluctuate, as if it was trembling, and as if it was cheering.

At this moment, time and space no longer had any meaning, and everything, except thoughts, was frozen!

"What...what is this?!"

The Lord of the Blood Clan was frightened and screamed, horrified to the extreme.

He looked at the willow branch and actually felt extremely insignificant, as if he was not on the same level as it. It was an instinctive fear.

"How is this possible? Where did it come from? Why does such a thing exist in the world?"

The Lord of the Blood Clan trembled, and the blood-colored sea of ​​clouds trembled. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't move at all!

In a flash, the willow branches had tied him up, locking him tightly.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly, thinking they were hallucinating.

"Lord of the Blood Clan, this... you're tied up now?"

The Lord of Angels swallowed his saliva, feeling a little confused.

Especially when he thought about how awesome the Lord of the Blood Clan was just now, this dreamy feeling became even deeper.

This is too awesome!

"Horrible, invincible!"

Alina's heart trembled, and she trembled, "The master would not use the branches of this existence to weave a wreath for us, right?"

The other angels also said in awe, "I feel a little weak when I think about wearing such a wreath on my head..."

But at this moment, their eyes focused and noticed that the willow branches were swaying towards them, as if... waving at them.

Is it calling us?

The angels' hearts suddenly bulged and they were almost scared to tears.

Is it going to settle accounts with us for the wreath?

However, Alina had a flash of inspiration and said, "Father, could it mean... that we should go and pluck the hair of the blood clan lord?"

Plucking... plucking hair?

The angel lord was slightly stunned.

Her eyes involuntarily fell on the blood-red wings of the Blood Clan Lord.

The blood-red feathers were very beautiful.

The Blood Clan Lord swallowed the demon, and naturally retained the characteristics of an angel in this body. This pair of wings can become the wings of a blood angel!

Such feathers must be liked by the masters!

The Angel Lord nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, pluck the hair, go and pluck his hair!"

"Yes."

Alina nodded, then picked up the depilatory stick and went to the Blood Clan Lord.

The Blood Clan Lord saw Alina's malicious eyes and the big stick, and immediately felt nervous. He said coldly: "What are you doing? I told you, don't mess around!"

"This hair removal stick is just a toothpick compared to your body size, so don't panic, it won't hurt too much, I'll try to be quick."

After saying that, Alina spread her wings and came behind the Blood Clan Lord, and the big stick attacked swiftly!

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

...

One piece after another of red feathers fell off and were carefully collected by Alina.

"Good hair, really good hair, both beautiful and special."

Alina praised, and the movements of her hands became more vigorous.

The Lord of Angels watched with satisfaction and said with emotion: "This Lord of the Blood Clan is very sensible. He knew to merge with the evil spirit and provide the master with a different feather. It's really good."

As for the others, including the old man, they were all stunned, with their mouths wide open, like statues.

"Psychopathic, outrageous, they are actually plucking the vampire lord..."

"What a sudden change, I was ready to die not long ago."

"Too powerful, what is the origin of this group of people, it is simply outrageous!"

"What kind of existence is that willow branch, is it the master behind this group of angels?"

"Is this the vampire lord who almost destroyed my fifth world just now? It feels like a dream."

...

After a while, Alina respectfully saluted the willow branch and said, "This...this senior, the plucking is done!"

The willow branch waved its branches, signaling Alina to leave.

Then, it let go of the vampire lord and whipped him straight down like a whip.

"Ah! No, spare me, please."

The vampire lord screamed in fear. He felt the danger of life and death. The willow branch would be enough to kill him completely!

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the Blood Clan Lord exploded directly, and his huge body turned into blood mist and dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the willow branches were raised again and whipped down!

The target was really the bloody sea of ​​clouds!

The bloody sea of ​​clouds trembled, blood surged, and roared as if in resistance, but it was destined to be in vain.

"Pop!"

There was another crisp sound, and the bloody sea of ​​clouds melted like spring snow. It was like an order from heaven and earth, and no one could resist it. Even though the bloody sea of ​​clouds was boundless and spread all over the fifth world, it had to melt at this time!

Piece after piece of bloody sea of ​​clouds disappeared, and the entire fifth world, the blood color faded and returned to the light sound.

The red sun is gone, and the sun is back!

The warm sunlight poured down, dispelling the shadows from before, making all the survivors feel as if they were in another world.

"The Lord of the Blood Clan is dead, and our world... is saved!"

"Great, we can see the light of day again!"

"Ah, I'm alive!"

Everyone was delighted, trembling with excitement, screaming to vent, and some wept bitterly, remembering their deceased loved ones.

The willow branch quietly retreated, leaving only twelve broken branches, returning to the angels.

The angels shuddered and hurriedly said respectfully, "Thank you, senior!"

As for the old man, he stared at the place where Willow left in a daze, as if he was on a pilgrimage, and murmured in a trembling voice, "The legend is true, they are back!"

The Lord of Angels flew over and asked curiously, "Excuse me, senior, who are 'they'?"

"It's the Seven Realms War Soul! It's the oldest legend in the Seven Realms."

The old man's eyes were full of awe, and he continued, "Legend has it that there is a war soul guardian in each realm, and people from different worlds are never allowed to travel. They are the strongest force that maintains the balance of the Seven Realms. As long as they exist, the origin of the Seven Realms will not be disturbed!"

"It's just that no one has seen them for countless years, and no one knows when they disappeared. They have even become legends and forgotten."

The Lord of Angels was slightly surprised, "Seven Realms War Soul? I didn't expect there was such a secret."

It seems that the Seven Realms War Soul is related to the master. The master is concerned about the balance of the seven realms! He

is really broad-minded.

"Thank you for your help. I hope you can restore the order of the seven realms."

The old man naturally regarded the angels as the subordinates of the war soul, and then said: "This is... goodbye forever."

He opened his arms and faced the opening of the fifth realm. The light of the origin shone on him. He

said calmly: "I will only give my remaining body to the world."

The Lord of Angels was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Old senior, why are you doing this?"

"I don't know people well and I can't teach my disciples well, which caused a big disaster, causing the fifth world to fall into a state of destruction and all living things to be annihilated."

"I am willing to dedicate everything I have, transform into the stars in the sky, condense thousands of small worlds, feed countless lives, be eaten by thousands of beasts, and be trampled by thousands of spirits to fill the brokenness of this world. Please help me!"


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