Chapter 44

Yin-Yang Universe, God-Demon Battlefield.

The torrent of laws collided, and the slaughter was heaven-shaking.

The tide-like killing intent awakened a corpse.

"Eh? No, where is this?!"

【Yun Yun Zhong Jun】 Red Cloud sat up straight with a start, and feeling the sharp pain in his body, he was stunned.

"This time it's actually a soul-possession descent?"

He looked up; in the vast space-time, a scroll slowly unfolded, the sun and moon rose, and the light shone upon the world.

Infinite killing intent descended, and the laws of heaven and earth were extremely chaotic, making one's scalp tingle.

"What are you still standing there for!"

Beside him, the other two corpses ejected, grabbed Red Cloud, and ran.

A figure in space-time caught a glimpse of them, and a trace of doubt arose in his eyes.

"Didn't I kill them just now?"

"They didn't die completely?"

Heavenly Sovereign Xiu Ming was a bit surprised, but he remained calm.

Mere divine generals, ant-like existences.

Since they were lucky enough not to die, just give them another sword strike.

Crack!

The sword light soared into the sky, a black space rift appeared, and overwhelming pressure swept out from the inside out.

The void patterns shattered one by one, and heaven and earth became dim and unclear.

The entire body and mind of the Nine Songs trio were shrouded under this divine might.

They were terrified in their hearts.

They weren't scared; it was the corpses that had regained vitality that were scared.

This accelerated their speed of escape.

"Xiu Ming, what kind of skill is it to bully juniors?"

Heavenly Sovereign Jin Que of the Heavenly God Clan saved the situation in time.

A golden palace manifested in the void, and the Heavenly Sovereign raised his hand and sent the trio away.

Heavenly Sovereign Xiu Ming saw Heavenly Sovereign Jin Que and immediately sneered: "In the Boundless Star Sea, the black and white paths have always been the white path suppressing the black path."

"What's more, on the Black and White Ranking, I am the thirteenth Heavenly Sovereign of the white path."

"You are but the seventeenth Heavenly Sovereign of the black path, yet you dare to come before me and act presumptuously?!"

Heavenly Sovereign Jin Que immediately spat, "Stop showing off here."

"Ten thousand years ago, you guys were just lucky to win the God-Demon War, which is why you were favored by the world's fortune!"

"That is the only reason you suppress my black path everywhere."

"Now that the great calamity has opened again and Yin and Yang are reversed, it should be the time for black and white to be overturned."

"Kill you, and I will be the thirteenth Heavenly Sovereign of the black path!"

Having said that, Heavenly Sovereign Jin Que spread his five fingers, like a universe, with stars hanging upside down in his palm.

This palm strike pushed out, and the terrifying power made Heavenly Sovereign Xiu Ming frown slightly.

"A bit interesting."

The mockery and belittling on his lips didn't mean he wouldn't go all out.

On the other side.

The Wuchang Team also climbed up from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

"Soul possession?"

Li Ming was a bit surprised.

With soul possession, even if one dies, one can return to the Main God Hall.

Spending a little cost can lead to a full recovery.

"This way, even if an accident happens, I should be able to save them completely."

Li Ming's heavy mood finally eased a lot.

He felt his current body; it was actually a dead Heavenly Sovereign.

Very good, knows formations, and also practices the sword path.

This Main God guy is still giving some face.

"Must find them first."

Li Ming scanned the God-Demon Battlefield with his divine sense and soon found Xiang Xuanqing and the others in another star field.

He even found the Nine Songs trio.

"They are here too?"

Li Ming, while recovering from the terrifying Dao wounds on his body, recalled "his own" divine sword.

It's a bit far; must kill his way over.

Li Ming stood up, and the universe shook.

"You actually feigned death?!"

In the vast space-time, the owner of the Sun-Moon Dao Diagram was suspicious and unsettled.

Li Ming instantly entered the role.

He smiled dashingly and said: "Thanks to you, I broke through the barrier of life and death."

He saw his white clothes as white as snow, his long sword like light, his body draped in flawless brilliance, stepping on the void as if it were flat ground.

"Then I will kill you again!" The Heavenly Sovereign was furious, the Dao Diagram filled the sky, and the monstrous killing intent rolled like a tidal wave.

Li Ming smiled indifferently, and with one sword strike, it was like the Heavenly Dipper and North Star, resembling mysterious stars, and the endlessly brilliant light shocked all directions.

"Boundless Taihua!"

The white path Heavenly Sovereigns in the major star fields were all pleasantly surprised.

"Fellow Daoist Boundless has found life in death; this is a breakthrough in the heat of battle!"

"Dashing, still so dashing!!"

"No matter how many times I see it, I feel this sword strike is truly dashing!"

"As Fellow Daoist Boundless would say, being handsome is a lifelong affair!"

"Well said! We white path Heavenly Sovereigns should be like this."

Such brilliant sword light illuminated the entire God-Demon Battlefield.

Xiang Xuanqing and the others naturally saw it.

"Fellow Daoist Li is still quite reliable!"

Xiang Xuanqing smiled, and the mourning stick in his hand never stopped, striking everywhere!

One strike fell, and wailing sounds echoed.

"Oh mother! It hurts me to death."

"Waaah, mother, I want to go home."

"So painful, my heart is so painful; I remembered my hometown, that was my lost youth."

"Stop hitting, ow!"

On this battlefield, around Xiang Xuanqing, one divine soldier and divine general after another lay on the ground, crying bitterly and calling for their fathers and mothers.

The mourning stick doesn't kill people.

But the thoughts of sorrow and feelings of pain make life worse than death.

"Fortunately, I was prepared and copied the mourning stick and soul-hooking rope, otherwise it would have been really troublesome."

Xiang Xuanqing said, and then gave another fierce strike.

A divine general in the void fell to the ground in response.

"Oh my mother!"

The divine general, who hadn't tasted the flavor of sorrow for thousands or tens of thousands of years, thought of his mother, and his face was covered in tears.

"Hey you, can you write? Help me write four characters on my hat."

"After you finish writing, I'll let you go."

Xiang Xuanqing sat on a five-colored lion; he was still in white clothes and a white hat.

It's just that the four characters "Seeing Wealth Upon Meeting" on his head were gone.

But the nearby enemies and friendly forces were all indiscriminately attacked by his mourning stick.

Either sitting on the ground crying, or lying in the starry sky, extremely sorrowful.

Where would they have the heart to write for him.

"Ming He, hook a few unlucky ones over; we need to get our gear ready."

【Hei Wuchang】 Ming He held the soul-hooking rope, and his face was terrifyingly black.

At this very moment, hundreds and thousands of beings knelt at Ming He's feet.

"My lord, please have mercy on me."

A bewitching flower spirit had spring in her eyes; while twisting her body, she crawled toward Ming He.

"My lord, step on me, step on me hard!"

A giant ape rolled on the ground, and the look in its eyes when looking at Ming He was full of madness, as if its reason had been swallowed by desire.

"My lord, hehe, my lord..."

A burly divine general held his divine spear, half-shy and half-obsessed, throwing flirtatious glances at Ming He.

"You sluts, get away! The lord is mine!"

"This is the star sand the lord just stepped on; let me lick it! Let me lick it!"

"Slurp, slurp..."

More and more beings were breathing heavily, their faces flushed with a sickly red, spouting perverted quotes, gradually approaching Ming He.

Looking at the scene before him, Ming He's worldview received a huge shock.

Both his hands were trembling.

His face was already as black as it could be.

"Get away! You guys get away!"

Retreat.

Retreat.

Retreating crazily!

"Xiang Xuanqing!"

"What kind of spiritual treasure did you refine?!"

"You explain it to me clearly!"

Ming He almost fled to Xiang Xuanqing's side, he was completely broken:

"Why is the hook of this soul-hooking rope a hook for seduction!"

"Ah?!"

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