Chapter 174 The Overlord forced his bow

The dark thunder exploded between the sky and the earth, and the terrifying destructive power swept directly across, shattering all the shadow soldiers wherever it passed.

But when it encountered the golden beam of light, the dark thunder melted like snow from a furnace.

If you look closely, you will see that the golden pillar is not made of pure light, but a purifying fire with extremely high temperature that can burn away all the filth in the world.

After taking the phoenix cockscomb, the fire of judgment of the seraphs has successfully transformed into the ultimate fire.

The thunderbolt used by Zhu Mo could not withstand the burning of the fire of judgment.

The thunder was still raging, but only within the golden pillar, it was like a pure land.

Cheng Xiao looked up and saw that graceful figure descending from the sky and landing next to him. He couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here? You're not..."

But the words came out suddenly, Cheng Xiao felt a chill in his heart, and stopped in time. He almost revealed Xue Qinghe's identity, but luckily he woke up quickly.

"I was passing by and saw you were in danger, so I couldn't help but take action." Qian Renxue looked solemn.

When she learned that the Xingluo army was not led by Zhu Mo on the frontal battlefield, Qian Renxue began to worry about Cheng Xiao's safety.

After making sure that the fighting situation would not repeat, he rushed over quickly to prevent Cheng Xiao from falling into danger.

Cheng Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to say that he could escape at any time. With shadow exchange, it would be very difficult for him to die now.

But seeing the concern on Qian Renxue's face, Cheng Xiao wisely shut up so as not to touch her too much.

The thunder from the outside world gradually dissipated, and the entire battlefield was in a mess. Nearly half of the shadow army disappeared, causing the soul power consumption in Cheng Xiao's body to be extremely exaggerated.

Zhu Mo's figure was also revealed from the thunderous explosion, and the armor on his body was broken and fell off, revealing his strong upper body.

His face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that this soul skill had a heavy burden on him.

He looked at the six-winged woman who suddenly appeared with a gloomy expression, her red eyes filled with a murderous intent.

"A mere soul saint? You want to save people from my hands?"

"There's no one I can't protect!" Qian Renxue's beautiful face remained arrogant, and her cold voice carried a holy and undeniable domineering tone.

"Haha, you are not ashamed of your words." Zhu Mo sneered, "In that case, I will let you be my companion on the road today!"

After saying that, Zhu Mo roared, used his martial spirit true form, and transformed into a huge ghost civet.

In the true form of Wuhun, Zhu Mo's momentum increased to the extreme.

[The eighth soul skill·Netherworld Shaking Demonic Thunder! 】

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, thunderclouds gathered, and the thunder that kept exploding, with a breath of death, condensed in the sky.

With the blessing of the martial soul's true form, the power this time was simply incomparable to the previous one.

The endless dark ball-shaped thunder blocked the sky, and as far as the eye could see, the entire Shadow Army was included in the attack range.

Obviously, this time is Zhu Mo's true strength.

Qian Renxue raised her head, her expression becoming more solemn.

"Can you cope with it?" Cheng Xiao narrowed his eyes.

Qian Renxue is now a Soul Saint, while Zhu Mo is already an eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo. The gap is not small.

Even if Qian Renxue has the advantage of martial arts, there is no guarantee that she will be able to defeat Zhu Mo.

"Do your best!" Qian Renxue flicked her wrist, and the sword began to condense with intense light.

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao no longer hesitated and took Qian Renxue's soft, boneless, slender hand.

Immediately, Qian Renxue was startled and turned her head suddenly. A wave of panic appeared on her originally solemn face.

The inexplicable feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart, causing a sudden warmth to flow through her body, making her legs feel weak.

"You, you, what do you want to do?"

"It's not the first time."

Cheng Xiao once again raised his bow and directly pulled Qian Renxue into his arms.

Qian Renxue stumbled and threw herself on Cheng Xiao's chest. Unintentionally, their cheeks almost hit each other. Qian Renxue's sweet breath hit Cheng Xiao's cheek, making Cheng Xiao's face look a little... itch.

In an instant, Qian Renxue was Xiafei's cheeks, and her ears turned red.

Before Cheng Xiao could appreciate Qian Renxue's embarrassment, the soul power of the two of them was taken away, their bodies went limp, and they stuck together tightly.

Buzz!

A ray of light covered the two of them, and they entered the mysterious state of martial soul fusion skills for the second time.

boom!

The huge figure of the Shadow King appeared in the sky. It was burly, dressed in shadow armor, holding a black giant sword, and its cloak danced in the wind. It was very powerful. Under the helmet, only a pair of cold eyes with no emotion were exposed.

The black armor has an intimidating solemnity, but the several rings of light behind him give him a contradictory yet harmonious sense of holiness, just like a god.

The moment the Shadow King appeared, all the shadow soldiers knelt down.

"Meet the King!"

Zhu Mo's pupils shrank, but then he sneered: "It's just the soul fusion skills of Soul Saint and Soul Lord!"

"Die to me!"

Above the sky, dark thunder suddenly struck down.

Looking at the overwhelming thunder that blocked all the space here, the Shadow King slowly raised his head and raised the black giant sword. A rich dark color condensed on the sword's edge.

cut!

The Shadow King suddenly swung his giant sword, and the dark light on the sword's edge suddenly burst out, like a long strip tearing the world apart, and violently collided with the curtain-like thunder in the sky.

boom!

Suddenly, the thunder that seemed to destroy everything was torn apart like brittle paper. The hundred-meter gap was like a scar that was difficult to heal.

The sword light did not stop, but flew directly past, and suddenly disappeared under Zhu Mo's horrified gaze.

Then in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhu Mo.

"Roar!"

Zhu Mo roared angrily, and a burst of terrifying soul power erupted from his body. He wanted to escape frantically, but for some reason, the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned. No matter how he urged it, he could not escape.

boom!

The sword light struck Zhu Mo, and instantly, the sky was filled with blood.

Zhu Mo couldn't maintain his martial soul's true form, so he fell from the sky and returned to his human form.

On his chest, a sword wound from his left shoulder to his waist and abdomen looked extremely ferocious. The power of shadow and the power of judgment were entangled, constantly eroding the wound.

Zhu Mo suddenly opened his eyes and vomited out another mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't get out of the water at all. He dodged and fled in the direction of Maple Leaf Gorge.

"I, Zhu Mo, will remember this grudge!"

The red ink turned into a black light and flew out.

"Let you go?"

The Shadow King raised his head and was about to swing his second sword.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed out of Maple Leaf Gorge and passed by Zhu Mo.

"Ahhh!"

Zhu Mo wailed, blood spilled, and one of his arms was bizarrely broken at shoulder level!

The Shadow King followed the figure and saw a black toothed tiger holding Zhu Mo's severed arm in its mouth with a ferocious expression. The tail turned out to be an evil scorpion tail!

"Dark Evil God Tiger?!"

I'm really sorry, I was planning to add more updates.

But my body didn't allow it, and I felt quite tired in the afternoon. At five or six o'clock, I found that I still had a low fever.

I thought it would be cured after three days of injections, but now I am coughing so hard that my lungs are almost coming out, and the fever still has not completely gone away.

It’s really hard to endure the torture these days. I don’t know how to describe this feeling. Living alone with no one to talk to for help, it feels like life is worse than death.

I hope you can forgive me and I will definitely come back when it is completely healed.