From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

"Dusk, always dark, come here."

Above the sky, in the black battlefield, a soldier from the main army chanted solemnly

"Let me see the true face and drink it up."

A dark red bowl appeared in his hand, in the bowl...

It is a condensed darkness.

He poured the darkness into his mouth and continued

"After drinking, life will spread its wings and fly high."

"The way of the dead, the flowers bloom, and they bloom."

"Where is the delicious food, dye it black."

"Splitting into eight, the dark flame."

"Burning in the dark, eating it."

"The rest, the pale bones, are set up as tombstones to pay tribute to."

"I hope you will never become our sacrifice again in the next life..."

It seemed extremely long, but it was only a moment, and the chanting of the soldier's main guard was finished.

"Don't turn too much to kill the mausoleum!"

Behind him, the endless darkness began to squirm, it was a temple-like tombstone made of black bones.

"Take a hundred nights from the world of corpses and souls hundreds of years later to serve as your tombstone, absorb all the blackness on your body, paint all your flesh and bones black, and even reincarnation is not allowed."

Xianghe's whole body was covered in black, and the endless black echoed the mausoleum behind him. The power of darkness in his whole body surged and he remained motionless.

With a full-strength strike from Ichibei of the Bingzhu Department, even Xianghe really felt the pressure.

But he still doesn't dodge, dodge, or dodge!

"Just let you see."

Xianghe said in a deep voice

"The most powerful force in the old world will be trampled under my feet. Then, in desperation, I will meet an even more desperate new world."

In order to show his absolute power, he actually wanted to take the strongest blow from the main army, Ichibei?

"Arrogant person, the world of Lord Lingwang will never stand still...and you..."

The monk is neither happy nor sad, he puts his hands together, solemn and solemn

"Will fall into a dark hell."

puff! ! !

Xiang He could only feel his whole body being squeezed crazily! His body was cracked everywhere! One after another bloodstains appeared from the skin of the body, but the blood flowing out of them was also black.

"Why fall into hell?"

However, under such pain, Xiang He laughed wantonly, and his laughter almost echoed throughout the Soul Soul World!

"I will create hell myself!"

After being covered by darkness, it will lose its original name, and this is even more so after being eroded by the blackness that does not turn Tai Shaling.

At this moment, Xianghe should have been completely trapped in the 'nameless' by a force dozens of times stronger than the usual Yizi, but he laughed wantonly.

"Yes... cover the name. I have heard that the name contains all the power, so without the name, there will be no power, right... Indeed, my current power is dissipating..."

"But! The name of the past has no meaning to me."

A name suddenly appeared in his mind, and the moment this name appeared, he felt refreshed, as if a problem that he hadn't thought of for hundreds of years was solved at this moment!

"Yesterday all kinds of things died yesterday, and now my name is..."

"Ghost of Chaos, Ozma!"

boom!

When he said the word 'Ozma', the power of darkness that had been reduced erupted like an erupting volcano!

Ozma, Ozma...

When he uttered these three words, he felt like he knew that I was me today!

"You should be honored."

The erupting power of darkness pierced through the heavens and earth, distorting the space on a large scale, and at the center of the distortion, Ozma said softly

"You will be the last person to die in the old world, and the first person to die in the new world. The leader of the old world will die before the king of the new world..."

The monk suddenly widened his eyes, because he didn't know when there were purple stone tablets all over his side.

It is similar to the tombstones of Buzhuan Taishaling, but each one is smaller, but there is more than one in the sky?

Too much……

It is densely packed, the number is countless, and it is roughly estimated that there are thousands of stone tablets!

"Use this as your tomb."

Ozma waved his hand lightly, and thousands of steles were lined up immediately, trapping a soldier from the main army.

Thousands of small stone tablets formed a huge purple tombstone. The tombstone was tens of thousands of meters high and nearly 10,000 meters wide!

Then, a huge eye emerged from the tombstone, and that eye almost occupied most of the space in the tombstone, as large as 10,000 meters!

In the infinite high sky, an 'x' appeared in the huge eyes, and huge power poured into it!

boom!

The power enough to be called the ultimate erupted in an instant, the space where the tombstone was located was shattered in an instant, and countless dark red thunderbolts descended from the sky.

A soldier in the main army waved a word, and a large amount of black was splashed out by him like ink, but under this force, it was like a mantis holding a cart.

The unstoppable destructive force destroyed his body in an instant, and even Wang Jian couldn't resist this force.

The monk's body was completely broken, and the blood splashed from the fragmented body, sprinkled on the huge tombstone.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

So, at the end of the battle in the sky, only Ozma's shocking laughter remained!

From now on, no one can stop him anymore, and the strongest bodyguard of King Ling is no more than that in front of his current strength!

Below, Liang Yue and the others were still fighting against the pentagram arranged by Ozma.

When they sensed that the monk was killed in battle, they could hardly believe it, because the Bingzhu Yibingwei is definitely a "symbol" whether in the corpse soul world or in the Lingwang Palace.

A royal bodyguard who has survived for millions of years, enough to symbolize the history of the Three Realms itself!

monk...

died?

Even when he fought against Bakar, he was not killed!

But at this moment, the demon crushed his strongest blow with a crushing posture and killed him back.

"Could it be... is it really over?"

despair...falls

Unprecedented and unprecedented darkness shrouded the world of corpses and souls

The captain whispered in fear

They were deeply shocked by the power leaked from the previous battle. That battle was no longer in their own dimension, it was simply...

Not a level.

"No, it won't end!"

Liang Yue's gaze became determined

"I will not let Jinglingting become history."

His voice was quiet, but mixed with unquestionable determination.

"Liang Yue, don't you..." Qilin Temple stared

"Your current body is simply not strong enough to support the use of Lord Spirit King's power!"

"Different."

Liang Yue was knocked back hundreds of meters by a flash of light from a pentagram, and he raised his eyes to the unrivaled demon.

"Master Spirit King's will is responding to me..."

"The power of Wang Jian spreads in my body..."

"My name is Liang Yue, and I will be named... Mimi Haji..."

Liang Yue opened her mouth, and black blood flowed out together with endless force...

"Master Mimi Haji..."

"Master Mimi Haji..."

"Respond to..."

"My calling..."

"Give up Liang Yue's name for now..."

"I will turn into..."

"The right arm of the Spirit King."

With a soft moan, Liang Yue's whole body was covered by something like a black stream of water, and a hand spit out from his mouth, and that hand was also pitch black.

dark as night...

One eye is watching the demon in the sky on the back of the hand, which symbolizes the opening of the three pupils of God, which are full of divine indifference.

After the Wang Jian was shaped in the body, Liang Yue had understood the meaning of the spirit king. At this moment, he was not only the right arm of the spirit king, but also the right arm of the spirit king driven by the spirit king's will!

A huge hand gushed out of Liang Yue's body. This was really an exaggeration. A person who was about 1.8 meters tall spit out a giant black hand that was tens of thousands of meters high!

It went straight into the sky, and formed another pitch-black beam of light in the soul world, echoing the dark beam of light generated by Ozma.

The stagnant power brought by the huge power of the right hand stopped the vibration of the Three Realms, and the people in the Reality Circle of the Soul Realm finally stopped from the violent shaking.

Besides the world of corpses and souls, the darkness above the reality and the virtual circle is also gradually dissipating. The real people knelt down and prayed on the ground, grateful for the blessings of the gods in the dark.

In the virtual circle, only the instinctive Daxu is trembling, the rational Daxu and Pomian are looking at the sky solemnly, even the most bloodthirsty and crazy Xu knows that a certain corner of the Three Realms has happened enough to determine the fate of the world war.

And in the world of corpses and souls, two huge black beams of light confronted each other above the clouds.

"You are... the Spirit King?"

Ozma looked at the huge black hand in front of him with some doubts. He frowned and looked at Liang Yue below.

In an instant, something flowed through his mind again, the truth of the Three Realms, the true face of the Spirit King, the betrayal of the five nobles, everything about Lord Mimihaji was presented in his mind.

His pupils shrank instantly, and then he laughed again!

"The despicableness of the five nobles is as usual! It turns out that this is the truth of the world, no wonder it is full of lies and betrayals, it has been based on this from the very beginning!"

"Spirit King...Old God, let me free you! Free yourself from the cursed name 'Spirit King', and from the shackles of the Three Realms, which is essentially hell!"

With a wave of his hand, there was thunder, countless dark purple thunders descended, and then a large amount of dark purple energy condensed from the air, rushing towards the right arm of King Ling.

"..."

However, the black right arm didn't say a word, only the surging power of the spirit king rushed out, and an eye appeared in the high-density black spiritual pressure, making the spiritual pressure spread around like a monster.

The power of the two confronted each other, and suddenly the sky and the earth turned pale and the situation changed, and the shock that had been stagnant reappeared in a more violent form in the world of corpses and souls.

Immediately, the darkness shattered, and the right arm of the Spirit King pierced through, and the five fingers spread out like a big net covering the sky, covering Ozma.

The black wings behind Ozma flapped and receded, and two black forces soared high above the sky, drawing two dark tracks.

The huge force shook the heavens and the earth, and it hit the air several times in a short moment of contact, leaving a broken space and pitch-black ink in that place.

Afterwards, they separated, moved again at a super speed, and collided again. Black ripples spread out in the air, forming scenes like large black discs.

boom!

Another collision, this time the huge darkness completely enveloped Ozma's figure, and soon after, a dark purple figure broke out from it and fell to the ground.

The corner of Ozma's mouth was bleeding, and his body was also stained like ink. He stood on the ground with his legs and looked at the huge god's hand in the sky.

The right arm of the Spirit King also fell very quickly, with five fingers spread out and pressed down in the sky, before reaching the ground, the ground of the Soul Realm sank hundreds of meters deep.

Ozma was at the center of the collapse, and he was also the one who suffered the most. He blocked the front with both arms, and the power of chaos and darkness gushed out again.

He couldn't believe that he, who possessed such great power, had actually fought with one arm of the Spirit King like this.

and……

(My power...my power is falling!)

Ozma knew that this was inevitable after he sold his soul to the god of death. He squeezed out this power from his soul, and consuming power was consuming soul!

But he doesn't care!

As long as time still has meaning, as long as life still exists, as long as he still has a little power, then his revenge will not stop!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

However, just when he was about to deal with it with all his strength, there was a huge howl of pain from Liang Yue in the distance!

There is black everywhere on his body, the ink-like black seems to be squeezed out from every cell, even with the king key, such violent use of the power of the right arm of the spirit king will reach the limit after all...

As he howled, the right arm of the Spirit King that emerged from his mouth also began to falter, almost dissipating.

Ozma looked at the palm that descended from the sky, and after being overjoyed, turned the power of darkness into a huge ball of light.

The ball of light soared up, as if it was going to confront the right arm of the Spirit King who was gradually becoming illusory.

"I can't fall..."

However, amidst the severe pain, Liang Yue forcibly stabilized her body, and his spiritual pressure was released...

The Zanpakuto beside him jumped up, as if responding to the master's will, the body of the thunder sword surged out, piercing Ozma like a flash of light.

"Storm Wind Style!"

At this time, the huge black palm has been pressed down, and Ozma gathered a lot of power together. At this time, an even bigger self appeared behind him.

That Ozma was thousands of meters tall, and besides the black wings, there were a lot of black silk threads behind him. At this time, he stretched out a hand.

One hand seems to hold the galaxy...

The bright starlight floats slowly, and countless stars release endless light and heat.

Then the Milky Way compressed crazily, all the brilliance and starlight turned into pitch black, and a huge black hole appeared in an instant!

boom!

The two kinds of pitch-black collided head-on, and suddenly a black ripple continued to spread from a thousand meters above the sky. The ground along the way was thrown up with violent sand, and the big pit under Ozma's feet sank for several kilometers again!

"That's it!"

Ozma roared, the black hole spun sharply, and the darkness above dissipated with a bang!

The right arm transformed from the power of the spirit king quickly retracted, and the original stagnant power of all things was also wilting. After a great battle, it finally reached the limit of going out from Liang Yue's body.

The moment he returned to Liang Yue's body, the darkness all over his body dissipated, and he was no longer able to support his body.

Just when he was about to fall, Uzhihua, who had recovered and had been by the side, had already rushed over, supported Liang Yue's body, and quickly injected Huidao's spiritual power.

"Huh? It doesn't hurt or itch!"

One side loses, one side triumphs!

Ozma emerged from the deep pit, and the virtual image of the demon god thousands of meters away also dissipated. He defeated the symbol of the soul world head-on!

What else in the world can stop him?

the answer is……

A sword!

Coming at a gallop, Liang Yue's sword!

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