Chapter 459: Battlefield Outside the Domain: Comrades in Arms (Ye Qingzhou)
The green wind acts as a barrier, isolating the turbid creatures from their manic roars and devouring murderous intent.
Wherever the sword points, the wind will sharpen it, cutting off long tentacles and beheading evil enemies.
Kunpeng flapped its wings, a hurricane arose, and the wind spirit strangled all enemies, leaving corpses piled up on the ground.
Ye Qingzhou's face was covered in dirt, and the blood spurting from his body was mixed with the mucus that splashed when the turbid creature died.
Lingchui was not much better, with messy down feathers and bumps on the skin.
After temporarily clearing out the huge turbid matter three meters around his body, Ye Qingzhou took out the pill from the space ring and swallowed it mixed with blood.
Bitter and bloody.
"Puff--" A tentacle came from behind at lightning speed, pierced through Ye Qingzhou's shoulder blade and inserted into the ground.
Ye Qingzhou was forced to half-kneel on the pile of corpses, and the blood soaked his already bloody armor again.
"Swish--" A Kunpeng feather flew over and broke through the enemy, cutting off the tentacle. The spiritual breeze blocked the surging turbid matter outside the attack range.
Ye Qingzhou straightened up, and without even a frown, he reached out and pulled the tentacle that had pierced his shoulder blade out of his body. Blood dripped onto the pile of corpses, and the cold and warmth at this moment strangely formed a black mist.
With the long sword in hand, he swung out a strong wind, and the domineering spiritual power killed all the dirty things that touched the flesh and blood, and crushed them into mud.
Tentacles broke out from the pile of corpses under their feet, dragging Ye Qingzhou and Ling Chui who was flying in the air into the mud of corpses. The man and the divine beast used their spiritual power to shake off the things that were stuck on their bodies, and killed the enemy again.
A phantom appeared in front of Ye Qingzhou's eyes. It was his previous life - he was disabled by poison, his parents died, and he eventually died when the ferocious beast left Zai Tian Mountain.
His spiritual power was exhausted again, and the tentacles bound his body and kept tightening. Ye Qingzhou could hear the sound of bones breaking.
"Ye Qingzhou, it would be a shame to live a new life and die like this."
The shadow changed, and the scene before his eyes turned into him chatting and laughing with his parents, his and Song Anran's past as siblings and then Taoist companions, and him and his companions laughing and playing as they overcame all the obstacles along the way.
In the end, they constructed a beautiful future for him that had not yet arrived.
"Join us, and you can be with your parents, see your Taoist partner, and your..."
The wind blade rolled up from Ye Qingzhou's side, breaking the tentacles that bound him and crushing those ridiculous temptations.
Ye Qingzhou used his spirit as a sword, pushing them back step by step, his blood soaking the corpse mud under his feet.
All the things before our eyes are nothing but empty illusions and mirages, not worth coveting.
“Boom!!” An irresistible force came over, and the man and the divine beast lost the ability to move.
The tip of the sharp tentacle pierced through the throat, and the still warm and beating heart was pulled out of the body. It was three feet away from Ye Qingzhou and was sucked into the sticky water. Blood spurted from the heart, mouth and throat, covering the body with red.
Most of his soul was torn apart, and Ye Qingzhou was so painful that he was speechless.
Ye Qingzhou lost consciousness in an instant.
In the end... the mountains are so high that even a light boat cannot cross them.
Ling Chui's body was pulled and bitten to pieces, and the turbid objects devoured it violently. His soul was pulled out of the broken corpse and bitten again.
The vitality snatched away their last wisp of soul and sent it into the Kyushu Samsara Disk.
When I woke up, my soul was in so much pain that it made me tremble, and the world was shaking as if it was about to break apart.
Ye Qingzhou glanced around and saw Ling Chui behind him, then saw his parents and friends, and finally took Song Anran's hand.
"safely."
Song Anran, whose soul was about to dissipate, turned around and smiled at him, with firelight lingering around her soul. "Qingzhou, if you want to make a desperate bet, then this throw will be made by us."
"Okay." Ye Qingzhou used his soul to summon the spirit, and entangled with her soul power.
"The dust has not settled yet, and Jiuzhou has not lost yet."
This is my last fight, even if I can't survive, I'm willing to do it.
After being reborn, he lived a worthwhile life.
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