"There is no god in this world that cannot be killed!"

At this moment, Xia Wushuang turned into that powerful woman, rushed into the sky and slashed at the terrifying corpse. The golden runes in her eyebrows kept turning magic, emitting a bright divine light.

Swish!

A black black light flashed, and no matter the terrifying corpses rushing into the grave mountain or the various heroes lying all over the ground, they were all destroyed in an instant.

Xia Wushuang seemed to hold a weapon in his hand, standing blankly on the hill. The island mountain here was neither cut in half by a knife, nor did there be any terrifying corpses rushing into the sky. Everything was just an illusion.

No! It was not entirely an illusion, Xia Wushuang touched the golden mark between his eyebrows.

‘The blood sword pierces the earth’!

He truly received the inheritance of the gods!

"Is the gift of liberation? Could it be that the woman just now is the phantom assassin pa in the Burning Legion!" Xia Wushuang frowned slightly, and magic bullets were constantly gathering in her hands, throwing them one by one under the hill.

Suddenly, the runes between his eyebrows lit up, and the magic bullet he threw out instantly sucked away five times the magic power he had in the space.

Boom! This magic bullet hit the ground with a bang, and a violent explosion occurred, blowing out a huge pit ten meters square.

"The passiveness of this golden divine seal is indeed a certain chance to trigger six times the damage... Pa must be a powerful existence similar to Aostalion, but what terrible enemies did they encounter at that time? They actually needed to use their lives to protect other heroes from escaping." Xia Wushuang was puzzled and vaguely thought of the words of Aostalion in the Saint's bone burial land.

"Living again? In that magical battle, we died three hundred brothers, but the demon king's whole heart was cold! He still had the face to find someone to resurrect me, which was ridiculous!"

Xia Wushuang rubbed his head and felt that this tragedy and escape might be caused by the invincible lich in the Undead World. But when he heard this, he was sealed by Rodris's hearing. There were too few clues that he could not think through.

"No matter what, the emperor's ashes have been sprinkled out anyway. In exchange for such a terrifying magic, it will definitely not be too much of a loss."

After thinking for more than ten minutes but still fruitless, Xia Wushuang asked for the surname to stop thinking about it. He is a free and easy person and will not be influenced by such a foggy thing.

However, when he turned around, he was stunned. Not far from him, two figures, one tall and one short, were standing. Including himself and Yakumo, there should be only two people in this evil land. Why is there one more person suddenly?!

"A Zi! Who is the person around you?!" Hearing Xia Wushuang's deep shout, Yakumo Zi was watching him all over, and subconsciously avoided quickly to the other side of the hill and left the place.

"Brush!" A blood-colored sickle suddenly became longer in the extra black shadow's hand, and a sword swept towards Yakumo Zi who was retreating rapidly.

This is a high-level magic weapon. Although the black shadow used less than the Xuyu level, the scythe was still powerful enough to cut a magician of the dusk level into two sections.

"Yayunqing!!!" Looking at the broken green clothes standing in the dark, Xia Wushuang widened her eyes and instantly, she suddenly rushed towards the place where the blood shadow danced.

"Give me my father back!" The blood-colored demon sickle shone even more, and Yakumo's green cheeks were ferocious. The night of gloomy wind had completely destroyed her nerves. She just wanted to kill the woman who ruined everything. She wanted to avenge her father!

Hearing this hideous roar, Yasuo Zi was stunned and suddenly stopped retreating. The Zi Mei smiled sadly, "Die, die, you'll die, you won't have to bear all this when you die."

However, at this moment... Xia Wushuang arrived in a flash of lightning and fire!

"puff!"

Xia Wushuang suddenly grabbed Yakumo Zi's jade hand, and a large rotation of 180 degrees instantly exchanged himself and Zi Mei's position.

But this cannot solve the problem at all. Xia Wushuang had experienced the power of the Blood Demon Scythe personally. Although he blocked most of the power, the blood-colored murderous intent still penetrated his body and injured Yakumo Zi behind him!

Swish!

Xia Wushuang's black clothes spread out, and a large patch of bloody and bloody skin appeared on his shoulders. The blood demon sickle was deeply embedded in his body, stuck in the crack of the six-color element bones being cleaved.

"Wushuang!" Yakumo Zi and Xia Wushuang spewed out blood together, and their clothes were dyed red again. Her pale face was not known to be because of the serious injury or because of the injury of Xia Wushuang. Her eyes were blood red, and her mind seemed to be strangled by a ruthless big hand, and blood and tears burst out from her eyes.

"How can you give up? Have you forgotten your dream? The fantasy barrier has not been established yet!" Xia Wushuang held the blade face of the Blood Demon Scythe in his hand, and under the blood, his expression was ferocious and he roared loudly.

"No, no! I don't want dreams, I don't want barriers, I just want you!" The top saint was crying in a sensation at this time.

"So it's you! Feng Jian Wushuang!" Yasuo Qing's face looked like a ghost, recognized Xia Wushuang's appearance, and the humiliation of being stripped and thrown in front of the mountain gate suddenly appeared in her mind, and new and old hatreds surged into her heart.

"Annihilation of husband and wife! Let's plan the foundation of my Yakumo family together, you should all go to hell!" Yakumo Qing's murderous intention was determined, and the blood demon sickle flashed with blood, and it was about to attack again.

However, at this moment, the golden divine seal between Xia Wushuang's eyebrows suddenly flashed, and then a purple flash slashed out from the scabbard around his waist.

"You must die!" Yasuo Qing's face looked like a ferocious ghost, and more than a dozen barriers lit up all over her body. The blood sickle danced, and the blood light was surging. She vowed to kill Xia Wushuang and Yasuo Zi.

Bang! But what is shocking is that all the lit barriers, together with Yakumo Qing's body, were cut into two pieces by the purple edge at this moment!

"Damn it! I really think I dare not kill you!!!" Xia Wushuang looked crazy and shouted angrily. He threw the blade of Sanhua in his hand to the ground, and tried his best to pull out the blood demon sickle that was trapped in the cracked bones. He staggered back two steps, and almost fell to the ground.

And the Yasuo Qing, who was opposite to him, had his entire body directly killed by Xia Wushuang's sword. His weak body opened his incredible eyes and fell to the ground with his eyes open.

In the miserable victory, Xia Wushuang sneered a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth. Now, as long as he triggers the active effect of "Grant Liberation", he can instantly improve his combat power at a great level. This is the supreme peak magic technique and is definitely not for jokes.

"You killed her..." Yakumo Zi sat down on the ground, blood flowing out of the wound on her body.

"If she doesn't die, we will die!" Xia Wushuang didn't want to explain too much, so he reached out and put away all the spiritual equipment and artifacts that burst out from the soul sea.

"That's it!" His hand suddenly pinched a jade seal. This crystal-like jade artifact emitted a slight mysterious wave all over his body, resisting the influence of the ashes of the God Emperor, allowing Yakumo Qing to have some magical power.

"This is also fate." Yakumo Zi sighed. Knowing that Yakumo Qing's death, we could not blame the big boy in front of us.

Xia Wushuang said nothing, and held back the boiling blood that was about to spurt out of her throat in her chest, leaned over and raised the same seriously injured purple beauty.

"Are you going to die with me? Let me go, why don't you leave by yourself?" Xia Wushuang bit Yayuzu's slender jade hand, and his already lacking vitality was still flowing towards her continuously.

"Shut up! You are my wife. You just need to understand this, it's enough." Xia Wushuang coughed out a mouthful of six-colored original blood, and the six-colored blood slid off the back of Yayun Zi's hand, drawing out sad traces, and then dripped on the ground, blooming beautiful elements flowers on the blood-colored evil soil.

"But I have lived for thousands of years and am an old lady. You are only twenty-seven years old and have not yet experienced the beauty of this world. How can you die for me like this?!"

Xia Wushuang smiled, and there seemed to be extremely brilliant in that warm smile.

"What do you know? My wife is not an adult. No matter who it is, in my eyes, the maximum age can only be seventeen. They all need my care, and girl, of course, you are no exception!"

Xia Wushuang struggled and moved forward. "So! Girl, you must live a good life for me, do you understand?"

Yakumo Zi was moved by Xia Wushuang's words, and tears rolled, and she kept nodding: "I understand, I understand. I will always be your seventeenth year old, forever."
Chapter completed!