Chapter 663: Take Her Away—!

The string of beads in his hand was covered in cracks, but the Lord of the Forgotten River did not lower his head, not even looking at it, just accelerating the twisting.

He had rich combat experience and knew deeply: at this moment, he could not cherish or feel sorry for this bit of foundation! If it's wasted, it's wasted; as long as he can get through this difficulty, what he gains will be incomparably huge, and his entire cultivation career will be sublimated from then on.

Accompanied by the Lord of the Forgotten River's all-out pressure, the string of beads in his hand became more and more unbearable, and began to drop tiny fragments.

But what he got in exchange was the vortex in the Forgotten River tributary turning faster and faster, stronger and stronger.

The Cold Abyss Ice Coffin was trapped in the center of the vortex, and tiny ice crystals were also thrown out from its surface.

And the Underworld Dragon Scissors sealed in the center of the ice coffin also began to vibrate slightly with the weakening of the ice coffin.

The Lord of the Forgotten River's eyes flashed with sharp light, trying his best to sense.

He extracted a wisp of black-gray aura from the Underworld Dragon Scissors, permeated through the ice coffin, and flew out of the tributary.

The black-gray aura expanded and extended violently in mid-air, turning into two dragons, scales and claws distinct, whiskers and hair bristling.

They intertwined and collided in the air, erupting with terrifying aura.

Clang!

A sound of metal clashing echoed through the clouds, and the black-gray dragon aura condensed violently, forming a delicate scissor phantom.

This scissor phantom was three feet long, and the whole body presented a semi-transparent black-gray color.

The scissor handles were two underworld dragons, their mouths wide open, fangs biting the blade roots. The blade body was arc-shaped, covered in fine scale patterns, as if it were a dragon's spine. A line of dark blue ghostly light, condensed to the extreme, always flowed at the blade edge.

Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom!

The true body power of the Underworld Dragon Scissors was restrained to the extreme, not leaking a trace, looking

It appeared ordinary, but its power and utility were terrifying. It was precisely by relying on this national treasure that the Lord of the River of Oblivion secured victory in the battle against his strongest lifelong enemy, Yin Yin Jiuzhu.

The power of the phantom came from the Underworld Dragon Scissors, possibly only one ten-thousandth, unable to restrain itself, and the aura leaked out, making Unlike Ning Zhuo and Luo Si feel shocked in their hearts!

Pale Iron Han Armor!

Unlike Ning Zhuo threw out a silver token.

The token transformed, allowing him to put on a Pale Iron Han Armor again.

Previously, he could make a new Pale Iron Han Armor for Sun Sun Lingtong, and naturally, he could make more for himself.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was steady and cautious; in the days of the White Paper Immortal City, besides cultivation and investigating cases, he would also take time to refine mechanical creations.

It was not just mechanical golden swallows; he had also made several sets of Pale Iron Han Armor as spares.

The biggest reason that restricted him from making more in the past was Unlike Ning Zhuo's lack of golden cores.

Now, the golden cores in his hands were far from just one or two! And there were three major mechanical pedestals to help him save too much energy and time, making it not difficult for him to manufacture Pale Iron Han Armor.

The Cang Tie Han Jia spewed out separation fire, and the golden wings erupted with a blinding white-gold stream of light, carrying Unlike Ning Zhuo like a startled fish as he darted backward, doing his utmost to put distance between himself and the phantom of the Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors.

Luo Si was fighting the Earthly Fiend Turbid God with difficulty.

The Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom did not launch an attack, hanging high in the air; it was precisely this state of stillness that made people even more wary.

The aura of the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom almost made Luo Si's scalp explode. He had to divert his attention to guard against it, saving strength to deal with possible attacks!

"Roar"

The Earthly Fiend Turbid God let out a low roar, keenly seizing this combat opportunity.

His iron fist accelerated suddenly, and the power also increased, with a momentum sufficient to collapse

mountains and shatter peaks.

At the critical moment, Luo Si's arms swung out several afterimages rapidly.

Forgotten River Ferry Line!

Fishing Tactic—Nine Abyss Water-Leaking Net!

The semi-transparent fishing line stretched in the air, turning into a fishing net. The fishing net grew larger and larger, covering the Earthly Fiend Turbid God.

The Earthly Fiend Turbid God's fierce fist fell into the fishing net, and the power was constantly delayed and dispersed.

The fishing net was deeply embedded into the divine body.

The Earthly Fiend Turbid God let out a low roar, revealing a trace of surprise and horror. Because he felt his own divine power, like the too many meshes of this fishing net, constantly leaking and flowing away.

But in this way, Luo Si also lost one of his two most relied-upon magic treasures, and only the Three Lives Fishing Hook remained in his hand.

While maintaining the fishing net with all his might, he took out substitute fishing rods and lines, and together with the Three Lives Fishing Hook, reassembled the fishing rod.

"Hmph!" The Earthly Fiend Turbid God's divine power leaked more and more, and his figure also shrank accordingly.

"This avatar's methods are a bit too single." He performed various means, finding it difficult to break free from this fishing net, and immediately changed his strategy.

The Earthly Fiend Turbid God looked up and inhaled wildly!

For a time, the vast earth-lung turbid energy rushed over, like rolling long smoke, disappearing into his body.

His body, which had just shrunk, swelled up like an inflated balloon, returning to his previous peak state.

Luo Si, seeing this scene, saw his pupils shrink to the size of needle points.

He had not seen the clashes between the Earthly Fiend Turbid God and several Soul Transformation-level experts before. Since the battle began, this was the first time Luo Si had forced out the opponent's means.

"What kind of terrifying recovery power is this?!"

"And he is actually able to rapidly convert earth-lung turbid energy into divine power?"

"This is... a natural god?!!"

Gods are various, divided into categories.

Many gods need to absorb incense, gain worship, and draw from feelings to convert into divine power.

But there is also a type of god, small in number, that can absorb natural things and easily convert them into divine power. This is a natural god.

According to common sense, the Lord of the Forgotten River is a soul cultivator, and the avatar should be an incense god; he didn't expect the Earthly Fiend Turbid God to be a natural god!

Clearly, the Lord of the Forgotten River had his own unique opportunities, creating an avatar with more advantages.

Luo Si secretly said "bad," he suffered from insufficient intelligence, wanting to fight a war of attrition, but paid a heavy price, yet the effect was minimal.

Luo Si stretched out his hand, wanting to take back the fishing net.

But how could the Earthly Fiend Turbid God let him go?

His divine body shook, releasing rolling earth-lung turbid energy, like heavy bubbles, seeping out of the many meshes of the fishing net, covering the fishing net into the divine body.

Luo Si immediately felt the connection between himself and the fishing net weaken, and the recovery force was insufficient to resist, failing to recover!

Misfortunes never come singly!

The true body of the Lord of the Forgotten River no longer accumulated power, directly triggering the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom.

The Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom swirled in mid-air, emitting a sharp hiss! It did not look for trouble with Unlike Ning Zhuo, nor did it strike at Luo Si, but followed the gaze of the Lord of the Forgotten River, pointing directly at the Forgotten Path.

This temporary passage, opened by the cooperation of the Candle of the Forgotten Path and the Tai Su Scattering Form Ruler, immediately faced a fatal blow!

The Lord of the Forgotten River's gaze was like ice.

Unlike Ning Zhuo and Luo Si both changed color.

The Lord of the Forgotten River's combat experience was extremely rich; this choice was somewhat unexpected,

but it went straight to the most critical point of the battle.

The unconscious Qing Chi was lying in the path; once the path was destroyed, Qing Chi would definitely Zhao Die!

Don't forget, the Qingjiao army had already returned, moved to the previous black cloud battlefield, and set up the Festival Army Camp to station.

Once the path was destroyed, the inside and outside would be isolated, and Luo Si would become water without a source! He would never be able to obtain a continuous stream of military strength support from the Qingjiao army.

Relying only on his own combat power, and now having lost the Forgotten River Ferry Line, he would inevitably collapse rapidly in front of the Earthly Fiend Turbid God.

"Qing Chi!!!" Unlike Ning Zhuo shouted loudly, sending a telepathic message, trying to wake Qing Chi, but failed.

Qing Yan was also galloping in the passage!

Unlike Ning Zhuo rushed toward Qing Chi crazily.

The pain on his body and the fatal danger were all thrown to the back of his mind by Unlike Ning Zhuo at this moment.

Qing Chi had helped him a lot, and as the commander of the Qingjiao army, although not the key core, she was absolutely indispensable!

The new set of Pale Iron Han Armor overloaded in an instant, the complete golden core in the Five-Element Golden Core wheel hummed, crazily erupting with golden core power.

The sharp metal energy of the White Tiger Breaking Army Array tore through the air, and the propulsion force of the Departing Fire Spitting Tongue Array was squeezed out completely!

Plus the military strength support of the Qingjiao army, Unlike Ning Zhuo was like a burning meteor, rushing toward the entrance of the path regardless of everything!

"Stop—!" Unlike Ning Zhuo roared, chasing the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom!

"Get lost!" Luo Si was also roaring!

In the Forgotten River tributary, the Lord of the Forgotten River revealed a trace of disdainful sneer.

Although his state was extremely terrible and his combat power had declined significantly, just one blow directly overturned the battle situation.

This perfect choice of target was like a fatal poison blade, wanting to pierce the enemy's heart directly!

"Don't think you can succeed!" At the critical moment, Luo Si let out a soul-splitting roar.

The giant fist struck by the Earthly Fiend Turbid God was already something Luo Si couldn't care about.

As a general commanding the army, he knew too well what was most important.

Immediately, regardless of his own safety, he threw the rod with all his might!

The fishing rod erupted with dark light, the rod and line tightened in an instant, and although it was a substitute, it was still of magic treasure level.

Fishing Tactic—Fixing Soul Fishing Life Hook!!

The Three Lives Fishing Hook was thrown out fiercely, Dantian Shining brilliantly like a meteor in the air, drawing a straight line of light.

This slender line of light had astonishing speed, intercepting the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom that was about to destroy the world halfway.

"Hooked!" Luo Si's spirit was greatly lifted.

He held the fishing rod tightly with both hands, and the next moment, terrifying power was fed back.

Luo Si let himself be dragged, taking the opportunity to dodge the Earthly Fiend Turbid God's fist.

Pulling to a temporary safe distance, he retracted the rod with all his might.

In an instant, the fishing rod was pulled into an exaggerated large bending arc, the fishing line hummed, difficult to bear such destruction!

The Three Lives Fishing Hook shone brightly, hooked at the joint where the scissor phantom intertwined!

The stalemate lasted for a full three breaths!

Bang.

A light sound, the Three Lives Fishing Hook exploded instantly, blowing into countless fine powder.

The fishing rod shattered inch by inch, and the fishing line dissipated directly in the high sky as countless dark light spots.

"Puff———!" Luo Si was like being hit by a ten-thousand-jin heavy hammer, a large mouthful of original soul blood sprayed out, his aura like a candle in a gale, flickering and about to go out!

But his life-risking interception with all his might was not in vain.

That unstoppable Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom, after destroying the Three Lives Fishing Hook, had its forward speed reduced by a full thirty percent, and its invincible edge was also significantly dimmed!

In the Pale Iron Han Armor, Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes were red, taking advantage of the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom being life-riskily blocked by Luo Si, he squeezed all the performance of the Pale Iron Han Armor to the limit!

The Five-Element Golden Core wheel showed layers of cracks, and the golden wings were burned and deformed due to the violent friction with the air!

Unlike Ning Zhuo transformed into a comet burning with golden light and red flames, arriving later but first, with a speed exceeding his own limit, rushing into the unstable passage entrance of the Forgotten Path!

Clearly Qing Yan was closer, but Unlike Ning Zhuo squeezed out this crazy speed, still arriving at Qing Chi's side first.

"Qing Chi!" Unlike Ning Zhuo grabbed Qing Chi and protected her tightly in his arms.

And the moment he hugged Qing Chi, the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom, which was half a beat slower, hit the Forgotten Path with destructive power!

The Lord of the Forgotten River's cold gaze penetrated the churning Forgotten River tributary, seeing this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a cruel arc: "I won."

The dim but still fatal double blades of the Underworld Dragon Scissors phantom, like the fangs of the god of death, opened gently and cut rapidly.

Crack.

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the phantom sound of a quick cut.

Immediately, the space at the entrance of the Forgotten Path, like a fragile ice surface hit by a giant rock, exploded instantly!

Countless pitch-black, destructive space fragments shot and swept in all directions like the sharpest knives!

The explosion of the path occurred one after another, starting from one end and spreading rapidly to the other end with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

Boom, boom, boom??

Unlike Ning Zhuo flew while holding Qing Chi, feeling the cold touch of death.

Looking back, it was turning into powder!

Fleeing for his life!

The violent space storm was chasing closely behind him!

Countless splashing space fragments, like the scythe of the god of death, constantly brushed past Unlike Ning Zhuo's side, head, and feet by a hair's breadth!

The back of the Pale Iron Han Armor constantly appeared with scratches, and then the wounds expanded rapidly, sparks and electric light splashing!

The surface wounds of the mechanical battle armor were torn larger and larger in the crazy flight.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart fell to the bottom of despair.

He simply couldn't change into a new set of Pale Iron Han Armor; stopping for a breath meant being swept into the space storm and dying.

Even the small action of taking out the mechanical dragon became a luxury.

"Take her away——!!!" A resolute figure passed Unlike Ning Zhuo and rushed toward the space storm.

It was Qing Yan!

This Golden Core cultivator knew that he would definitely not be able to escape this space turbulence the moment the passage collapsed.

The moment they brushed past, there was no fear in his eyes, only infinite attachment to his daughter and the determination to protect her!

He blocked behind Unlike Ning Zhuo, facing the terrifying space storm.

The next moment, his whole body erupted with unprecedented dazzling golden light.

Boom——!!!

A self-detonation of a Golden Core cultivator burning his life's cultivation set off a violent wave in the space turbulence!

The wave collided with the space storm, creating an even more chaotic scene of martyrdom.

The footsteps of the space storm's charge were curbed.

Qing Yan sacrificed himself, winning the final line of survival for Unlike Ning Zhuo!

"Father——!!!" A heart-piercing cry of grief sounded suddenly in Unlike Ning Zhuo's arms.

Qing Chi, who was awakened by the violent turbulence and energy impact, happened to open her eyes and saw the tragic scene of Qing Yan's self-detonation.

The golden light shone on her face, but what she saw was the father who was always silent but silently protected her, the father who shook his head helplessly when she was willful, the father who stood up for her when she was in danger, the father who sighed helplessly and made concessions in arguments...

Father was gone.

The heart-piercing pain of eternal separation from a loved one pierced Qing Chi's heart in this instant.

She fell into a coma again.