PFC Chapter 468 One person’s war
Chapter 468 One person’s war
Wan He's eyes turned a little red again, and he used his arms as a chariot. Are these people stupid?
"What are you doing?"
There was a hint of anger in her voice. She was unaware of Wusi's sacrifice. In a blink of an eye, everyone began to follow suit.
Zixi: "They are sacrificing for you, can't you see?
If you continue to struggle, more and more people will die for you. What role can your meager spiritual power play?
If the souls split and fight, either two demigods will be born, or they will all perish.
There are rare gods in this world, but they cannot withstand our fight.
Moreover, this place and them are all tools set by A Yuan to awaken my bloodline. If you rebel, they will die sooner or later! "
Wan He had enough of these words, and she suddenly yelled: "Stop talking nonsense, you are nagging endlessly, today I will take you to see my master and senior brothers and sisters.
Isn't Bai Yuan's plan perfect?
He treats all my masters, brothers and sisters as tools, doesn’t he?
I will make all his plans come to nothing and all his strategies come to nothing now! "
After Wan He finished speaking, he waved his hand and the world changed. The scenery quickly disappeared and appeared, appeared and overlapped, overlapped and separated.
Zixi's pupils dilated: "What are you doing?"
"I'll take you to meet my master and senior brothers and sisters. They are wonderful people. You will definitely like them!"
Wan He's tone suddenly relaxed, as if he had found his original self, and seemed to have figured out some level again, but in Zi Xi's eyes, it felt like Wan He was suddenly mentally disturbed.
Because she is smiling.
She smiled with red eyes?
After the death of her master, senior brother, senior sister, childhood sweetheart, and confidant, she still laughs?
The surrounding scenery disappeared layer by layer, and new scenery appeared layer by layer. Zixi saw that the people from the Three Realms who were watching were quickly isolated.
Even the spiritual power of the immortal cultivator disciples who self-immolated and sacrificed stopped flowing out.
Zaiyu was at a loss. When he opened his eyes, he found that her seal was fine, but no matter how hard she tried, her spiritual power was no longer consumed. It was obvious that she had started to spontaneously combust, and all the fireflies on her body suddenly went out.
There are people around her who are in the same situation as her.
Xingji Siming: "It is indeed the bloodline of the ancient gods of the empress. Although it is only a fragment of the soul, it can actually have the foundation of creation. She pulled the empress into a world with only the two of them.
We people from the three realms cannot participate in the slightest, nor can we see the slightest bit! "
"Wan He doesn't want us to die for her!" Qing Wan's eyes were filled with tears.
Zaiyu nodded, and they stood in a row, looking up at something. Although they couldn't see anything, they still maintained the same posture.
Wan He has already figured out Zi Xi's path. The Tianhua Umbrella Xiaodong is the main defense, the Qinghong Sword follows up and attacks, and his own divine power is the main attack.
In fact, according to her previous temperament, when she wakes up, she will have a fight with Zixi regardless of her.
After Yan Yi turned into the original sword spirit and Jiu Ye turned into the prototype, especially after Yan Mo and her senior brothers and sisters sacrificed their lives to awaken her, her hatred for Zi Xi reached an unprecedented level.
Only with this hatred can she break through Zi Xi's suppression, break out of the shackles of the soul and soul, and become her free self.
Her freedom was obtained by the life of the person she loved, so she had to make the most comprehensive preparations to hit the target with one blow.
She would never allow herself to break through the restraints and be taken down in seconds.
Therefore, the previous steps were all about temper testing.
She tested that Qinghong would not really hurt it, and tested that Zixi just wanted her to return to the body to re-integrate, and did not want to destroy her.
In this case, she didn't have any worries. Zi Xi didn't want her to die, but she wanted to die with Zi Xi.
This world has been without gods for many years and is still not in a good state, which shows that this world does not need gods.
Bai Yuan is the only one who needs Zi Xi to wake up, but Bai Yuan has plotted against all of them. At this moment, she is desperate and going against the current. If she doesn't advance, she will retreat.
Wan He crossed Qinghong with one hand: "Zixi, let's give Bai Yuan a big gift together?"
Zi Xi watched her talking and laughing, and watched as her fingers drew a bright red blood stain on the Qinghong Sword's blade. The blood droplets dripped along the blade of the sword. No, it didn't drip. It was knocked off by the Qinghong Sword.
The Qinghong Sword kept vibrating, and she could hear buzzing sounds. It was strange that she could discern emotions from the buzzing sounds.
It's sadness, pain, hurt, and anger, but only no resentment...
Zixi was surprised, Qinghong Sword Sword Spirit had clearly withdrawn its love, how could it still have seven emotions and six desires?
"Zixi, what are your beautiful big eyes fluttering about?"
Wan He's laughing voice came: "It's time for the two of us to have a showdown. Master sets himself on fire. It's impossible to achieve your goal of waking up. If you beat me, you can be your wild empress."
If you lose to me, I will have the final say in your affairs from now on! "
Zi Xi knew Wan He's thoughts very well: "If you win, there will be no future, and it will not be your turn to have the final say, because you know that the world will collapse, so you want to pull me together to fight for your master." , your senior brothers and sisters will be buried with you!"
Wan He raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, his unusually beautiful facial features exuding an evil and miserly beauty.
The hand dripping with blood suddenly moved forward, easily grasped the hilt of the Qinghong Sword, circled it with his backhand, and threw it out from the back: "Go, Pika Qing!"
Zixi's head hurt. She felt that Wanhe's mental state was getting more and more crazy. How could Qinghong listen to her?
She is the Empress of the Wilderness, the real Zi Xi.
But she forgot that Qinghong and Ah Luo have been together for 30,000 years. When she pierced her body, her blood had already been contained. Her blood was Ah Luo's blood, and Ah Luo's blood was Wan He's blood. .
Wan He understood this, so he repeatedly tested with blood. Qinghong stagnated with a little blood between his eyebrows, and resisted Zi Xi's divine power command, which showed that Qinghong recognized her blood.
Since she is Zixi and Zixi is her, then if Zixi can order Qinghong, so can she.
The only thing to do is to let Qinghong understand that the person it just tracked is the person its master wants him to protect, and then immediately give Qinghong an order to counterattack Zixi.
Wan He still implements the skill of stealing from teachers. She had this skill in the past because she was of the bloodline of the ancient gods and the reincarnation of Zi Xi. Now she is applying this skill to herself. It is time to apply what she has learned and test her academic results.
Qinghong was like a broken bamboo, drawing a beautiful curve in the air and rushing towards Zi Xi. At the same time, Wan He made a move with his hands, and many doors suddenly appeared around him.
There were countless walls between her and Zi Xi, and every wall was like a mirror.
If you take a closer look, isn't this the Nine Nether Labyrinth, the third level of the Nine Heavens Competition arranged by the Giant Spirit Clan?
There are just many doors arranged on those walls.
As the door appeared, Wan He made the seal with both hands. When the seal was completed, she turned around and her figure appeared not far from Liang Xi.