Chapter 935: The Soul God Falls

"Senior, can this thing kill?" Cao Xiaochun asked, watching Jian Wu's movements.

"If he were the pure God of Soul, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it, but now that he has swallowed the Chaos Eternal Sword Formation, that means that the God of Soul's body is mixed with my power and Jianwu's."

"So, his characteristics have disappeared."

Kendo said without hesitation that the Chaos Eternal Sword Formation itself was the supreme magic formation formed by the two of them igniting their own Chaos Sword bodies to meet the fate of heaven, so the essence of the Sword Formation cannot be separated from them.

Moreover, it is precisely because of the Chaos Sword Body that this sword formation can be more powerful the more gods there are!

"Buzz!"

As the words fell, I saw endless sword energy suddenly emanating from the endless void. The sword energy fell from the sky and fell into the body of the God of Souls.

At the same time, chains composed of chaotic sword energy spurted out from the flesh and blood of the God of Soul. The chains spurted out and wrapped directly around the body of the God of Soul.

The vast runes flowing on the chain directly triggered the already silent Chaos Eternal Sword Formation in the God of Soul's body. In just an instant, the body of the God of Soul began to thin.

"Ahhhhh!"

"You two bastards, I am immortal, even you can't kill me!"

The God of Soul's face was full of ferocious color, and he struggled desperately, but the Chaos Immortal Sword Formation in front of his chest had taken shape. Under the terrifying Chaos Sword Qi, the soul source continued to flow out of his body.

"After all these years, you still haven't made any progress. If I had known better, I would have dealt with you before going to war!"

"Chaos is infinite, suppress it!"

Kendo snorted coldly, and the sword intent around the God of Soul became more violent and began to solidify. He tried to summon his own divine weapon to resist, but his hammers and shield were suppressed by Cao Xiaochun using the Lingbao, and they were no longer Take control of it.

The Chaos Sword Qi continued to reduce, and at this moment, the God of Soul's body was flowing through his body and became the actual soul source, and his voice had become frightened.

"This is impossible, impossible!"

"I won't die!"

The roar of the God of Souls came out, causing the heaven and earth to shake continuously. Seeing this, Cao Xiaochun directly withdrew a body of magic and used this short gap to release the Candle Dragon Gu.

The moment the candle dragon appeared, it flew directly in front of the God of Souls, wildly devouring the soul source power flowing out from the other party, and his divine power was directly purified under the effect of the devouring law of the candle dragon Gu and fed back to Cao Xiaochun's sea of ​​consciousness. The Holy Child among them.

Seeing this, Jian Wu turned around suspiciously and looked at Cao Xiaochun's movements with a playful expression.

Nuwa rolled her eyes. She had never seen someone who was so calm and willing to take advantage. But it was okay. Anyway, the will of Jian Wu and Ken Dao would not exist for long. It would be better to waste these original powers than to take advantage of that bastard.

"Hey, I'm afraid of wasting it. Senior, you know that the gods of this era are very strong. If I don't improve my cultivation quickly, I'm afraid that in the end I won't be able to take on the responsibility of guarding the universe."

Cao Xiaochun was not embarrassed at all, but spoke righteously.

Well, the fall of the God of Souls is already doomed, so with his laws and divine power, it would be better to give him an advantage. Candle Dragon Gu needs new laws to evolve, and he needs to restore his divine power.

After all, the Nine Hells World-Destroying Formation was about to drain him dry.

"Young man, don't panic. I didn't say anything. If it weren't for you, the God of Souls, I would have run away long ago, so you deserve these things."

Jian Wu's voice was full of teasing. In Cao Xiaochun, he seemed to see himself in the past. He still liked this kind of character of eating more and taking more. After all, he was like this when he was weak.

"Don't be complacent, I will come back sooner or later, and God will resurrect me!"

The body of the God of Souls continued to expand, and finally disappeared slowly under the temper of the chaotic sword energy. In the voice of unwilling words, the space began to reshape, the sword tomb was reshaped, a thunder sounded, and the feedback from the fall of the gods nourished this area. The land has been broken for an unknown amount of time.

"it is finally over……"

Cao Xiaochun took back his offensive, looked at the surrounding environment, and sighed.

The candle dragon Gu was still greedily devouring everything around it. Looking at the double hammers and shields suspended in the sky, Cao Xiaochun was about to take them back, but Jiang Yan's body trembled, two streams of light erupted from her forehead, and the beauty's body softened. , fainted straight away.

What was different from before was that there was a silver mark on Jiang Yan's forehead. The mark emitted a sharp light, which was extremely scary.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Nuwa directly supported Jiang Yan. Jiutian Xuannu, who had been helping Cao Xiaochun maintain the formation, slowly appeared and her face became even paler.

"Sorry, I couldn't be of much help..."

Jiutian Xuannv apologized, and Cao Xiaochun waved his hand, indicating that she should not take it to heart.

Two streams of light floated in a circle in the sky and slowly transformed into two silver-haired young men.

The two of them looked at everything around them, and their originally sharp eyes gradually softened. Perhaps it was the past that surfaced, and they felt inexplicably emotional.

"Thank you so much, little brother, and thank you Saint Nuwa for cleaning up the mess for us."

Kendo smiled and said respectfully to Nuwa.

"Now that the evil scourge has been eliminated, I, the disciples of Wu Dao Sword Sect, can finally let go of their own burdens."

"Everyone, come back. Although you only have residual souls, you still have hope!"

With a palm of Jian Dao's hand, a glazed tower appeared in his hand. As the white light passed, countless souls slowly gathered in the sword tomb, and finally formed seventy-two residual souls.

They were both male and female, with different appearances, but the same thing was that everyone was full of sharp sword intent.

"Disciples of Wudao Sword Sect, see the Sect Master!"

Everyone looked around in confusion at first, and when they saw Jian Wu and the other two, they were excited and knelt down in unison, respectfully saying.

Seeing this scene, Cao Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh. Each of them was a top powerhouse in the ancient times. Because they had to protect the seal, the cultivation level of these seventy-two people was only at the highest level of God, and their souls had long been integrated with Jian Dao.

In other words, even if these seventy-two people could continue to practice, they would never be able to restore their physical bodies, and could only survive in this form forever.

If they could break through the creation world, they might be able to be reborn with a drop of blood, but in such a strange form, they could only restore their previous cultivation level at most.

Now the Soul God has fallen, but they are still in an endless cage. Perhaps only by committing suicide can they end it all.

Seeing this, Nuwa sighed helplessly. They should not have suffered such suffering.

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