Chapter 861 Once Again
“That’s ridiculous!”
Da's body shook, and she laughed in anger. The spiritual power in her body surged, as if to tear the dark space apart.
She suddenly swung out a palm, and lightning flashed in the palm of her hand, hitting directly at the shadow corner where Yan Ye was, but was easily bounced back by an invisible barrier, causing her arm to numb.
Yan Ye's power has become even stronger...
Yan Ye curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, raised his finger lightly, and strange ripples appeared in the air. The runes on the altar suddenly lit up, and the light was strange and dazzling, making the figures of Biluo, Chaoyao and others look small and helpless. They were stepping into the embrace of the abyss step by step.
Luo Li looked at this scene and gritted her teeth, "Despicable!"
Yan Ye's strength is getting stronger and stronger, while Da's power is getting weaker and weaker.
The defeat is inevitable.
Luo Li looked at the man in white robe with a cold expression. It turned out that this was the truth of the War of the Gods.
Behind this battle, there is a deeper and more bizarre plan.
Ancient God...Resurrection?
Looking at the countless clansmen and allies going to die, Luo Li closed his eyes in pain.
Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in my ears.
She looked over when she heard the sound and saw a huge monster rising into the sky from a city in the distance.
One of her wings was injured and had become slightly deformed, and her body was surrounded by dark blue flames, like a nightmare returning from hell.
Her pupils flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and every flap of her wings seemed to be able to tear apart space.
Although her injured wings were twisted and deformed, it did not affect the amazing strength she displayed.
The flames followed her roar, falling like a meteor shower, devouring the things in the dark world on the edge of the city one by one. The flames shot up into the sky, reflecting between Luo Li's furrowed brows.
No, she's self-destructing!
Her eyes fixed behind her, and she saw it!
A seriously injured water phoenix, carrying thousands of young disciples on its back, fled frantically from the encirclement of the battlefield under the cover of the chaotic beast in front.
Luo Li was slightly startled and turned her gaze to the distance. She seemed to see that in every city, there was a magical beast escaping with young disciples.
Therefore, the disciples in Lingcheng now all escaped this catastrophe in this way...
Luo Li's heart sank, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. In the firelight, she seemed to be able to penetrate the thick smoke and see the faces of those young disciples filled with resentment and anger, but they were forcibly suppressed by the demon beasts that led them.
The water phoenix flapped its wings with difficulty, and drops of blood were sprinkled with each flap, but it moved forward with determination.
The massive body of the Chaos Beast stretched out before it, roaring as it resisted the tidal wave of attacks, clearing a bloody path for the lives behind it.
All around, there were endless sounds of cracking, intertwined with the suppressed yet determined breathing of the disciples on the battlefield.
Luo Li could see that after they saw the disciples being successfully taken away by the Water Phoenix, joy appeared on their faces.
Although Luo Li could see that some of the spiritual masters in the center of the battlefield were not much older than the disciples who had left.
Yet they still went to their death calmly.
Luo Li's eyes fell on a spiritual master. He was in tattered clothes and covered in wounds, but he still held his staff tightly.
The flames danced at his fingertips, transforming into firebirds that rushed towards the creatures of the dark world.
Every impact made his face paler, but there was no trace of retreat in his eyes.
The flames collided with the objects of the dark world, splashing out brilliant sparks, illuminating his resolute face, as if he was burning with his life to guard the peace behind him.
Luo Li's heartstrings were deeply touched, and she seemed to be able to hear the heavy and firm heartbeat of the spiritual master.
In the flames, he was like a phoenix rising from the ashes. Every time he waved his staff, it was an unyielding struggle against fate.
The creature from the dark world roared, trying to devour the faint light, but his firebird was endlessly alive, and even though its body was trembling, it would still spread the last bit of warmth to this land invaded by darkness.
All around were figures who were equally fearless of life and death. They used their flesh and blood to build an indestructible line of defense. The scene was tragic and magnificent, and it became an eternal mark in Luo Li's heart.
The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and around her, figures kept falling down, but she was powerless to do anything.
Because this is just the image left over from the War of the Gods.
She could only watch. The moment Biluo fell, she saw Biluo's figure turned into a rain curtain, strangling all the enemies around him.
Luo Li's figure gradually became blurred. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to see Yan Ye's face clearly, but it was still blurry.
In the last scene, Da's figure is looming in the smoke. She holds a long sword with bright red blood dripping from the tip of the sword. She looks like a Shura in hell, but with unquestionable gentleness.
Her eyes pierced through the flames of war, as if looking directly at Luo Li, her eyes full of determination and tenderness.
Luo Li's eyes darkened, and when she opened them again, she was back at the God's Tomb.
My mind took in too much information and it ached for a moment.
She pressed her forehead and raised her eyes sharply, "Yan Ye, Ancient God..."
Luo Li stood up and looked around.
The land of the gods' tombs is desolate and mysterious, with ancient, shining tokens everywhere.
She took a deep breath, the air filled with dust and ancient scent.
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed from behind a huge token, and Cangwu's figure appeared vaguely. He was holding an ancient long sword with blue flames wrapped around the sword body, and his eyes were deep and cold.
Their eyes met, and everything around them seemed to stop.
Luo Li frowned slightly, "Senior Cangwu?"
Cang Wu said calmly, "We meet again, and this time I probably know why."
Luo Li's pupils shrank slightly, and she saw Cangwu's figure flash and appear before her eyes. The dark blue flame danced with the sword, illuminating his face half bright and half dark, like a god of war from ancient times.
He swung his sword lightly, and the tip of the sword tapped the ground lightly. Circles of ripples spread out in all directions, and the tokens touched all glowed with a faint fluorescence, as if responding to some kind of call.
Luo Li was helpless, "Senior Cangwu, we have indeed met a bit too often."
Cang Wu laughed and glanced behind Luo Li, "Did you see that?"
Luo Li knew what he was talking about and nodded, "I see."
Cang Wu sighed, "The laws of heaven forced me to wake up when you arrived, but after my death, I only brought the Xuan Yue Sword with me."
He glanced around and suddenly thought of something, "Ah, I remember now."
He swung the wooden sword in his hand, and a crack opened behind him.
Cangwu hummed, "It should be here..."
He placed his hand on Luo Li's shoulder, and in her somewhat doubtful look, he gently pushed her, "Go."
Luo Li widened her eyes slightly and fell backwards. Although she was confused, she still fell down obediently.
When she opened her eyes again, she came to a place that looked like a study.
Luo Li's lips twitched, "No way!"
When she first accepted the inheritance, she spent a lot of time to refine the super artifact and leave.
This time...
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