Chapter 1,361: Fight to the Death!

Xuan Fang's figure blurred in an instant, and time seemed to be twisting around him. Indistinctly, this twisted time seemed to have penetrated tens of thousands of years, and countless ages and countless...Xuan Fang's figure appeared in it like a flash!

That was during these tens of thousands of years, every sixty years, when Xuan Fang achieved the Supreme, the origin of time was perfected, and he used this to save his life!

This kind of magic is terrifying. It can be said that Xuan Fang's method can make his body and soul indestructible even if he faces the Eight Source Supreme!

Unless all the souls he left in time can be destroyed, otherwise, as long as there is a soul left, it can be restored to its original state in an instant. However, this terrifying method can only be used once in Xuan Fang's life.

Otherwise, under the backlash of the Avenue of Time, his whole person will become a part of time, and he will no longer have his own consciousness, but become a slave to the origin!

This time, Meng Hao fought with Xuan Fang Supreme. Sixty percent of the quarter of an hour had passed. He was able to delay the battle until now with the combat power of the Six Sources, which was already very impressive. It also forced Xuan Fang to use the ultimate method that he could only use once in his life. In this battle... even if Meng Hao lost, it would still be glorious!

Xuan Fang Supreme roared to the sky, and the ultimate method was deployed to the extreme. Facing the Chaos Ball that could not be dodged and was like a soul locked, Xuan Fang Supreme stretched out his arms, moved forward, and pointed fiercely with determination.

The rumbling sound was overwhelming, and the distorted time and space around him whistled away in an instant, and immediately touched the approaching Chaos Ball, and suppressed it instantly.

"What I bet on is that this method is imperfect, and what I bet on... is that this imperfect method is not enough to destroy all the souls in my time." Xuan Fang roared to the sky, and his origin of time immediately burst into a strong light when it touched the Chaos Ball!

This light was strange, and it didn't spread too far, but only spread around a hundred feet, making this hundred feet of land seem to become another sun star, with bright light and extremely dazzling.

Within a hundred feet, Xuan Fang Supreme had a ferocious expression, and the chaotic light ball disappeared at this moment, turning into six strands of tobacco, which instantly drilled into the origin of time of Xuan Fang Supreme, and killed all the souls of Xuan Fang Supreme in those tens of thousands of years.

Silently, the distorted time around Xuan Fang Supreme, those flashes quickly shattered one after another, and soon, almost 10% was destroyed!

The 10% soul destruction made Xuan Fang Supreme look extremely ugly, but soon, 20%, 30%, 40%, 50%...

After 50%, Xuan Fang Supreme's eyes showed strong fear and horror, and even more disbelief. He didn't believe that he would die here today, he didn't believe that his deduction would be wrong, and he didn't believe that he could not fight against this imperfect Taoism when he unfolded the life-saving method that could only be used once in his life! !

"Impossible!" Xuan Fang Supreme roared, and the blood in his body circulated violently. Immediately, all the soul shadows in his time were surging with blood and qi, and his soul power became more powerful.

At this moment, the six strands of tobacco were also rapidly consumed, destroying 50% of Xuan Fang's soul shadows. These six strands of tobacco consumed a lot. At this moment, silently, after spreading and destroying 60% of Xuan Fang's soul shadows, these six strands of tobacco had already shown signs of dissipating.

Soon, when the 70% of the soul shadows were also extinct, these six strands of tobacco began to dissipate. The remaining force spread forcefully, but could not destroy the 80% of Xuan Fang's soul shadows. All the tobacco, in the end... was completely dissipated.

At the moment of dissipation, Meng Hao in the formation,

spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his body shriveled, his face was pale and bloodless, the backlash in his body caused his internal organs to shatter, his whole body trembled, his cultivation was scattered, and his consciousness began to blur.

Defeated... Meng Hao didn't even have the strength to laugh miserably. He knew that this time, he was completely defeated.

He had never been defeated so miserably. Even when he fought against the Seventh Mountain and Sea Lord, although it was tragic, he won. But today, he tried his best but still couldn't win. This made Meng Hao feel bitter.

The Eternal Green Emperor Art was still running in his body, but unless Meng Hao was given enough time, he would only be able to recover enough strength to raise his hand and perform a few magical powers. He couldn't recover too much.

And... time was like a knife hanging over his head for Meng Hao. Now, only about 70% of the quarter of an hour had passed. It was difficult for him to hold on.

The scene outside the fog was covered by the fog. Meng Hao had been fighting with the Supreme before, so he couldn't be distracted. He could only vaguely feel that the outside... was also not good.

Not far away, outside the formation, Xuan Fang's body was also trembling. The light around him was also rapidly dissipating as Meng Hao's imperfect Taoism after the six prohibitions were unified. It soon lost its light, revealing Xuan Fang Daozun standing there.

At this moment, Xuan Fang Dao Zun looked embarrassed, with disheveled hair and even sweat all over his body. There was a glimmer of life in his eyes, and his expression was complicated. He looked at Meng Hao, who had lost his fighting power in the formation.

"In these thirty-three days, there are only two Eight Source Supremes who can force me to this extent, and today... there is one more you." Xuan Fang looked at Meng Hao deeply, clasped his fists, and bowed to Meng Hao.

"This bow, I also bow to you. Although I must kill you, I also respect you."

"Different positions have led to this war and the fight between you and me. This is not something you can choose. Although I am a Supreme, I am only a Seven Source, and I cannot choose either."

"Meng Hao... I remember your name, and now, you can... leave this world." Xuan Fang took a deep breath. Although his soul in time was almost 80% destroyed, as long as there was one, he would be immortal.

He only regretted that this technique... could not be used in this life. If Meng Hao could use the imperfect Taoism for the second time, he... would definitely die.

Meng Hao was silent and sighed in his heart. At this moment of death, he was not afraid. Many scenes appeared in front of his eyes, starting from the disappearance of his parents when he was a child, to studying in Yunjie County, taking imperial examinations, and then entering the Taoism on Daqing Mountain.

The scenes of his life quickly appeared in front of his eyes, including relatives, lovers, and friends...

At this moment, Xuan Fang took a step forward, and with a roar, he stepped directly into the formation. He was about to kill Meng Hao, but at this moment, the 100,000 cultivators in the formation that he didn't care about before, roared and roared.

Roar! !

No words were spoken, no words were said, there was only... a roar from the soul!

The 100,000 cultivators, all with red eyes at this moment, burst out with all their cultivation, all their lives, to resist Xuan Fang Supreme, not letting him step into the formation, not letting him hurt Meng Hao!

Xuan Fang's eyes flashed, and with a cold snort, he stomped his right foot hard towards the formation. When he landed, the sun star was shaking, and a great force burst out from Xuan Fang's body, bombarding the formation, bombarding Meng Hao!

But Meng Hao did not suffer much damage, and most of the damage was borne by the 100,000 cultivators when this great force came.

Blood spurted out, and some people even had their bodies dried up and were about to fall.

This scene instantly interrupted all of Meng Hao's memories. He looked at the 100,000 people around him, looked at their unyielding will, and looked at their determination to protect themselves at the moment of dying, and Meng Hao's body trembled.

Xuan Fang was also moved. He was silent, sighed lightly, and said nothing more. But he attacked... but more ruthlessly, with a stronger killing intent. He took seven or eight steps in a row, approaching Meng Hao in this formation. With every step he took, the formation was shaking and roaring.

The blood of the 100,000 cultivators in the formation spurted out again, and more people withered instantly. They gave up their lives and were willing to let the formation suck away everything they had, just to... protect Meng Hao!

Or in other words, what they were protecting was not only Meng Hao, but also their homeland!

Not all homes collapsed, and the race would burst out with the intention of revenge. More would be despair and confusion. Only... this race, whose spirit is immortal, would choose to sacrifice at the critical moment, when the survival of the country is at stake! Only such a race would never forget revenge for thousands of years after the destruction of their homeland!

Sacrifice yourself to defend your homeland!

And war, plundering resources is never the fundamental, or in other words, wars for the purpose of plundering resources, no matter how many casualties, are gentle... The real cruelty is the war launched with the purpose of destroying the spirit and will of a race!

Destroying the spirit of a race, erasing the will of this race, this... is genocide!

Genocide, genocide, destroying not only life, but also its spirit, that is, soul!

In the early days of the war between the Mountain and Sea Realm and the Thirty-three Heavens, Meng Hao lit a fire, burning the First Heaven Continent, illuminating the eyes of all the Mountain and Sea cultivators, and awakening... the spiritual souls of the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators.

From that moment on, this war has been different. The Thirty-three Heavens may be able to destroy the tribes of the Mountain and Sea Realm, but... it cannot destroy the souls of the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators.

And at this moment, with the footsteps of the Xuanfang Supreme, in the roar, one cultivator after another was willing to sacrifice, blood was everywhere, and their figures all withered, using death... to delay time!

"You... don't have to do this..." Meng Hao's eyes were torn, his body trembling, looking at the 100,000 cultivators around him. He had never seen these 100,000 people before this battle, and they were all strangers to each other. These people had their own relatives, sects, lovers, and even children, but now... without any hesitation, they chose to use their lives to delay Xuan Fang's steps.

Watching those figures wither and their souls dim, like candles in the wind, as if they could be extinguished at any time, Meng Hao let out a shrill roar.

His eyes showed blood, and there was a fire burning in his body. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Xuan Fang. At this moment, Meng Hao... had given up everything!

He raised his right hand and waved it, using the remaining strength of his life to show all his 33 soul lamps. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)