Chapter 2561 The Devil's Persistence

Pluto, die!

Blood light intertwined in the sky.

Thunderclouds roared.

The avenue wailed.

The ancient realm king was nailed to death in the past and future today.

You know, it is really difficult to kill a realm king normally. After all, the realm king has too many methods, and the Tao has been integrated into this world, but today, he was killed, and he couldn't die again.

The world was quiet.

Ye Xun stood there proudly holding the golden Tiangang Divine Spear.

Chu Yan stood below, dripping with blood, but showing a bright smile. Although he didn't know what Ye Xun had experienced in these years to get to where he is now, he knew one thing, from now on, the name of Ye Xun would never be despised again.

In the past few years, Ye Xun had always been regarded as Chu Yan's weak underbelly because of his weak strength. The time when Yuan Qing almost died was also because someone wanted to target Chu Yan, so he chose him and implicated others.

But from now on, it will never happen again.

"Brother Ye Xun!" Wang Feng was also slightly excited. They won, and the three of them could fight together again.

In the distance, Qiu Qiong looked desperate.

It's over...

The limelight has been stolen again.

Where is the protagonist?

After killing Hades, Ye Xun said nothing more. Holding the Tiangang Divine Spear, he turned and walked towards the battlefield where Qiu Qiong was: "He is the only one left, hurry up."

"Get lost!" Qiu Qiong said unhappily: "You shut up now, just do your best, I will say the harsh words, what's the big deal."

Ye Xun smiled and didn't care. He was not a talkative person.

King Yan faced two people at the same time, his face was gloomy. Qiu Qiong's breaking the magic path alone brought him some pressure before. Although Ye Xun is just a beginner now, this kind of thing is like a balance. He and Qiu Qiong were originally balanced and evenly matched.

At this time, even a random particle can make the balance unbalanced...

And anyone who has used the balance will know that once the balance is unbalanced, it will be out of control and make him completely passive.

"Swoosh!" The next moment, King Yan retreated and said in a low voice: "I give up the fragments of the Divine Path. How about ending it here?"

Hearing this, Qiu Qiong laughed, but just as he was about to speak, Ye Xun said coldly: "You can give up, just pay with your life."

Qiu Qiong: "I @#$%..."

"Arrogant!" King Yan shouted: "Even if there are two of you, can you beat me?"

This time, Ye Xun did not say anything. The Qi in his body bloomed, and an unparalleled terrible storm appeared around him in an instant, as if cutting the space into small grids. As his fingers fell, he quickly rushed towards King Yan.

Feeling the oppression of those spatial forces, King Yan roared, the Heavenly Dao bloomed, and with a wave of his hand, a huge hand holding up the sky gathered, trying to block those small spatial grids.

Almost instantly, Qiu Qiong also moved. The light of the demon god flowed on the dark armor, and a pair of demon god wings exuded a dark aura.

As time passed, Qiu Qiong's breath began to weaken. This is the disadvantage of the broken path, which has time.

Once the divine path is broken, it is equivalent to losing the foundation. No matter how strong the power is, it is rootless duckweed. It will not last too long and will eventually disappear between heaven and earth.

"Bang!"

Yan Wang controlled the sky-supporting hand to roar and block Qiu Qiong's demonic attack. Then his eyes were ecstatic. He also noticed it, and his voice became sharp: "Haha, Qiu Qiong, you are a broken path after all, not your own power. Time is almost up. When the power dissipates, even the two of you are not my opponent."

"Alas!" At this time, Qiu Qiong also sighed slightly. After hearing the words of Yan Wang, he did not rush to attack again.

Instead, he suddenly stopped and looked at the magic power around him that was disintegrating and fading away bit by bit, revealing a trace of thought and reluctance.

"Woo woo woo!"

The magic was entangled around Qiu Qiong at this moment, and it turned into a magic elf, making a sad and mournful sound.

It was like saying goodbye again.

The magic elf was not as hideous, terrifying, or the head of all evil as the adjectives in the world said. Instead, it was like a helpless child, whimpering constantly.

Qiu Qiong looked at the magic elf, and was equally lonely.

"Many years ago, I hated you very much." Suddenly, Qiu Qiong muttered to himself, as if he was talking to himself, or to the world: "In those years, because of you, I was regarded as a devil, a devil that everyone could kill, and was despised by people. I was also angry and inferior because of you. Why? Why should I be a devil?"

"What did I do wrong?"

"In those years, I never looked you in the face, but now I think it's because I didn't dare to look myself in the face. I hate you because you made my path of cultivation very bumpy. Because of you, too many people left me, but... you were born because of me after all."

"You are like my child..."

"It's been hundreds of thousands of years. Now that we're separated, I will be reluctant to leave." Qiu Qiong sighed. Yes, the Demonic Path has been with him for hundreds of thousands of years. The Demonic Path was born because of him. He is the creator of the Demonic Path.

"Everyone hates you, but what did you do wrong..." Qiu Qiong said softly. When he said to the Demonic Path, the Demonic Path made a whining sound.

Qiu Qiong smiled brightly: "I used to dislike you, but now, I suddenly feel that... you are pretty good too. Unfortunately, for him, I can't accompany you anymore. Please accompany me in the last battle."

"Woo-woo--" The magic elf made a sharp and long cry.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

Dark clouds covered the city.

At this moment, everyone sensed something. The world seemed to be shaking, and the avenue was turbulent.

Chu Yan's eyes suddenly shrank at this time, and he turned to look at the extremely distant Dao Gate.

"Roar!"

There, there were bursts of low roars, and then he saw with his own eyes that in the Dao Gate, endless demons gathered into a force and rushed towards the gate at full speed.

The demons were attacking the Dao Gate.

At this moment, the demons were like a stubborn child, attacking the Dao Gate. He seemed to want to use his last strength to tell Qiu Qiong that the demons were not humble!

Qiu Qiong felt it as well, and his eyes turned red: "Why are you doing this? They won't let you in."

"Woo woo woo!" The demons were humming, and he was unwilling.

He wanted to tell Qiu Qiong that even if he was a demon in this life, it was not a lowly and humble thing.

"Roar!" The demons were overbearing, and in the Dao Gate, thousands of demons turned into a huge demon king and descended, attacking the Dao Gate with all their strength.

The path of the devil has been cut off, and there is no more ban.

For the devil, it is only one step away from the true way.

But at this moment, this step is like an insurmountable chasm and a gap for the devil.

"Woo woo woo!" The devil is still roaring. At this time, a shadow appears in the gate of the Tao, and sighs at the pain of the devil.

"You don't belong here!"

"Why!" The devil seems to be shouting and questioning: "Isn't there a place for the devil to survive in this world? You created me, but you let me out! Why? What's wrong with the devil!"

The man didn't respond for a long time, but just stretched out his hand. In a moment, thousands of lights were born on the gate of the Tao, and they came down like a divine punishment.

"Puff!" The devil was so small and fragile under those holy lights, and was scarred in the blink of an eye.

The world can't see what happened in the gate of the Tao, but they can feel it faintly.

Qiu Qiong was different. He was a demon, so he could understand. He growled, "Enough! Don't go. Who told you to go?"

The demon spirit turned around and looked at Qiu Qiong: "I don't want you to feel inferior because of me! I can do it!"

"Don't go..." Qiu Qiong growled.

But this time, the demon didn't listen to Qiu Qiong.

Even if it was the last battle, he wanted Qiu Qiong to understand that his demon was not humble and was no worse than any other. Turning back, the demon faced the majestic Taoist gate and the endless sacred glow.

For the demon, every step forward was a bottomless abyss, but he finally took a step without hesitation.

Those seemingly sacred brilliances, but when they fell on the demon, each one was like a ignited fire whip.

The demon was scarred by those brilliances.

"Enough!" Qiu Qiong said with red eyes.

Others couldn't see it, but Chu Yan could do it.

He saw the stubbornness of the demons in front of the Dao Gate, and the illusory and self-proclaimed sacred figure in the Dao Gate. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little confused. What is God and what is Demon in this world?

"Ah!" Inside the Dao Gate, the sacred figure sighed and slowly stretched out his hand. Even if the Demon Path has been cut off and there is no ban, as long as he is there, the Demon Path will never be able to step into the True Path.

"Ah!" The Demon Path was instantly punished by thousands of gods and pierced with thousands of holes.

"Puff!" Qiu Qiong followed and spit out a mouthful of blood. He roared: "Enough!"

"Not enough!" The Demon Path insisted.

There was still a shadow in the Dao Gate, frowning.

"Ah!" At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded in the Dao Gate: "Jie, you are too much."

Qiu Qiong was stunned when he heard the voice, and his eyes were filled with tears: "Teacher..."

The voice made him feel too familiar.

The land of Dao Gate.

The vast and sacred figure frowned and said lightly: "Soul, you should know that the Dao Gate is a holy place, and the Demonic Path... does not belong here."

"The Demonic Path has been cut off, and the deadline is approaching. I just want to come in and take a look to prove myself. What's wrong?" The voice of the Soul Emperor sounded again in the Dao Gate.

After a long silence, the voice of the Realm Emperor sounded again: "The rules cannot be broken."

"What if I must break it today?" The Soul Emperor's voice was overbearing: "Today, I, Soul, announce with the Soul Path to take the Demonic Path home!"

"You try!" The Realm Emperor's aura burst out, and the world of creation was shaking: "Soul, you are not the original body, you are not my opponent."

The Soul Emperor smiled slightly: "I can't beat you, but someone will take action."

After speaking, the Soul Emperor suddenly turned around and looked at a distant place.

In the first domain, Chu Yan was stunned. He felt that the place where the Soul Emperor was looking was actually the heaven?

"You are also a generation of demon lords. Today, the Demonic Path is blocked outside the Dao. Are you really not going to take action?"