Chapter 1817, the Mysterious Power of White Hair

Speaking of this, Mr. Du seemed to remember some past events.

That calm and calm face finally showed some fluctuations.

"Hades, the king of Hades, is one of the top gods on Mount Olympus."

"He is good at ghost sacrifice."

"In the Battle of Mount Tai, Hades introduced hundreds of millions of innocent souls from the West into Daxia."

"Everything within a hundred thousand miles of Mount Tai has turned into a purgatory on earth."

"So, Hades is not the only one who was sealed by Emperor Dongyue."

"And the fusion of those wronged souls."

"I don't know how many years have passed, but the fusion body has already given birth to spiritual intelligence."

"Once it is released, it will pose a far greater threat to our country than Hades."

Lin Xi frowned.

Those are hundreds of millions of innocent souls!

She didn't have a very specific idea of ​​the number.

But.

How many people are there in the entire Daxia?

Once the fusion is released, it will be comparable to the plague that swept through the entire Great Xia!

The consequences could be disastrous!

"Mr. Du, you should already have a way to deal with it, right?"

Mr. Du nodded and shook his head.

"I only see one misty change here."

"And have done everything I can."

"But where this cause and effect lies, I don't know."

"We can't even tell whether that variable is good or bad for us."

Lin Xi fell silent.

In this world, no one knows everything.

The old monk of Fantuo Temple is the same, and so is Mr. Du.

Mr. Du's eyes were on Lin Que from beginning to end.

He instinctively believed that this young man, his youngest disciple, would be the key to breaking the situation.

At this moment, Lin Que, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, heard all this.

He was so anxious that his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

He screamed crazily in his heart while resisting the unbearable pain.

"Morgana! Morgana!"

"Come out!"

This time, the situation was the same as before, he still didn't get any response.

In the sky, as Zeng Deshuai's Daxia dragon armor was shattered by Seth's punch, the battle finally ended.

The people on Lin Que's side fell to pieces on the bloody earth of the sealed space.

They stared at the two gods with a bit of sadness in their eyes.

Tang Xiaohu held a handful of wolfberry and wanted to put it to his mouth.

But his arms were shattered and he was shaking violently, causing the wolfberry to spill out.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he felt a little desolate.

"well."

"I'm really getting old."

"The act of killing a god can only be left in the past, or..."

"In the next life..."

Li Taibai's rickety body did not fall down.

The energy has long been exhausted.

The reason why he can still stand is all because of the broken sword in his hand and the unyielding sword bone.

There was no trace of the old man's turbidity in his eyes, and there was a deep reluctance in his divine light.

"You can lend me thirty years of life, but I can turn the sky with my broken sword!"

The hoarse voice seemed to be talking to the avenue.

But time is ruthless, so how can we agree to the demands of all living beings?

Uncle Nangong collapsed on the ground, and the guqin in his hand was broken into two pieces.

Beside him, the big white goose was dying, quietly looking at the owner in front of him, expressing his last attachment.

Liu Yibai, Xia Bingbao...

These powerful men who were the cornerstones of Tiandao Academy finally came to an end.

In addition to these figures from the older generation, Mo Qingcheng and others were also seriously injured.

There was a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

The gods are too powerful.

Qin Feng lay on the ground, staring closely at the lower bodies of the two gods above his head.

He was exhausted, but his gaze became more determined.

"Even if you die, you must find an opportunity to stab them!"

At this moment, Set and Thanatos finally ended the victor's display of power.

Death's scarlet tongue licked the blood from the black sword.

"I said, today, none of you can leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

The black sword brought out a cold light, cut open the space, and stabbed directly at Xia Yuyan who was closest to him!

Xia Yuyan didn't even have the strength to move, so how could she possibly dodge this murderous sword.

In desperate situation, she simply closed her eyes and faced death calmly.

Ding!

But I heard a harsh sound of gold and iron.

The expected death did not come, and Xia Yuyan opened her eyes.

Three inches in front of him, a copper-patterned cigarette rod that had been coated with starch was firmly against the black sword!

Mr. Du takes action!

"Huh~."

Blow out a smoke ring, Mr. Du's figure at this moment is particularly majestic.

Death frowned, put away the black sword, and did not attack again.

Even he was instinctively wary of this figure whose reputation spread throughout the East and West.

"Jiejie..."

"Mr. Du, you finally can't sit still anymore."

"There is no one in Daxia. This is a fact recognized by the entire world."

"I really want to know how you, who claims to be able to see everything in the world at a glance, will solve the current situation."

"Or are you ready to die in my hands?"

Seth is not interested in Mr. Du's name at all.

"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"

"Just kill him!"

Mr. Du looked calm and took out another kit from his arms unhurriedly.

This kit is exactly the same as the one that contained Tao seeds before.

Untying the rope buckle, Mr. Du took out a strand of white silk.

Doubts appeared in the eyes of the two gods.

They have a deep understanding of Daxia culture, although they can't tell what the white silk is made of.

But it can be distinguished that these white threads should have fallen off from some kind of utensil.

A brush, or a whisk.

Moreover, this white silk contains an extremely special power.

It is not the true essence of a monk, nor is it the power of the Great Dao.

Mr. Du looked at the white silk in his hand with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"well."

"That's all."

"The glorious years of the past have long been buried in the birth and death of time."

"What's the point of keeping this as a souvenir?"

After sighing, his body rose from the sky and flew to Lin Que's head.

"Everyone, come here!"

After saying hello, he threw the white silk in his hand.

The white silk fluttered in the air for a moment, and then turned into a ball of white light.

The white light gradually became dazzling, changing everything in an instant.

Even the divine power of Set and Thanatos was eclipsed!

Hear the call.

Everyone on the battlefield, all dragging their seriously injured bodies, moved closer to Mr. Du.

After everyone arrived, the special power surged out of the white silk threads and turned into a white light shield, protecting them within it.

Set and Thanatos looked at each other and sneered.

"I thought you could use any means."

"Just hanging on for a breath!"

As he spoke, he mobilized his divine power, and the storm instantly swept through the entire space.

The yellow sand formed a sharp spear, piercing the light mask.

Ding! Ding!

The sound of gold and iron clashing spread throughout the battlefield, but until all the spears were shattered, the light shield remained motionless.

After several attempts, the two gods finally settled on it.

Even in their heyday, they couldn't stand this mask!