Taiqing's intention was stalemate here. Shang Zhaoye was quite frightened, but he still did not retreat. He made preparations for the impending charge with his spear and whispered: "Father God... Is there anything I can help?"

Xia Guixuan asked without looking back: "The war on your side is okay?"

Shang Zhao said at night: "The information between the two sides of this battle is not equal, and the other party is simply at a loss and chaos. The victory and defeat are doomed... I feel the entanglement between the Father God and the Demon God here from afar, and I feel that the winner and defeat are here. Don't blame me for leaving the battlefield without authorization."

Xia Guixuan nodded slightly: "You are right, the winner is indeed here."

Shang Zhaoye stared at the dark demon cautiously. The other party was working hard to support the suppression of the tripod, and was unable to take care of this side. She sighed slightly: "Father God has suppressed this demon? What is this? Why can it be too clear?"

Xia Guixuan shook his head: "This is a demon god whose dark energy in the universe condenses itself because of certain fuses. This kind of thing is basically born in the formless high stage, and the level division does not mean much to them. In fact, there are many such things in the world, and the difference is whether they have consciousness or not. It is not too troublesome opponents. Now it is easy for me to suppress it... But the problem is that it cannot be destroyed."

Shang Zhaoye also found that Xia Guixuan only used magic weapons to suppress the other party, and did not even move himself. It was obvious that there were many methods to use, which could be seen at a glance. But why not use other methods?

As if she saw her confusion, Xia Guixuan explained: "If this kind of negative consciousness gathering is placed in a closed small plane, it can be said to be coexisting with creatures. As long as there are creatures in the world, it will be immortal. Of course, it is not so exaggerated to be placed in the universe. As long as it has enough power, it can still shake off this consciousness, which is equivalent to destruction. Unfortunately, my soul is now lacking and not so strong, and I can only rely on magic weapons to suppress it."

Shang Zhaoye hesitated and said, "Is physics invalid?"

"It is of course meaningful to a certain extent, but without the help of a handful of magic weapons, the required effect may not be achieved." Xia Guixuan looked away and secretly told him to call a star to compress it and play Star Explosion. I don't know if it is useful... The main reason is that this kind of trick cannot be used randomly, otherwise the battlefield over there is not too far, and it is very likely to be injured by accident.

Shang Zhaoye didn't know that he could find another way, but he said that Father God had fought fiercely with whom he caused the sword of Juntai to be broken. Now that he had just left the seclusion, there was really no magic weapon to use except the cauldron of the natal cauldron...

She hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Father God? Is this demon the culprit of Zelt's invasion of Canglong Star?"

"The culprit may not be, but the subsequent wars must have their influence. Maybe some internal changes in your country are related to their influence." Xia Guixuan asked strangely: "Why are you asking this? Did you confirm the enemy? What else can it play?"

It was almost like "just you?"

Shang Zhaoye's face looked slightly angry and said in a low voice: "The Father God is not only prejudice against me, but also has repeatedly looked down upon me in terms of strength."

Xia Guixuan turned his head and looked at her: "Don't be so sensitive. It's not prejudice or discrimination? It's not that I'm stubborn and self-righteous and don't need help... It's just that your strength is indeed not enough to pose a threat to it."

Shang Zhaoye said with a stern face: "I am a horse."

Xia Guixuan: "?"

"In addition to the self-strength development, my greater value lies in my blessing." Shang Zhaoye did not look at him and stared at the front with a stern face: "Come on."

Xia Guixuan: "???"

Shang Zhaoye took a deep breath: "This is not a conventional acceleration sprint to improve strength, but because of my talent. If low, it can make people exert the most complete strength? If high, it can provide blessing and increase... If you are injured, it can't exert the strongest power? Just ride me."

"..." Xia Guixuan subconsciously looked at her body.

Her horse body...is not a horse body. She is obviously a toned female body, and her legs are also human legs... she is just covered with armor, looking like a war horse, but in fact... she is just a woman's waist.

Such a thin waist? So perky...uh.

I knew I wouldn't sit down when I rode on it, but I felt very much...

"Bang!"

Xia Guixuan came back to his senses and realized that in this flash, the shadow of the divine world had been pushed up by the Dark Demon for several miles, and he was about to break free and escape.

Shang Zhaoye turned to look at him? There was a little sarcastic feeling in his beautiful eyes.

Grass? Taunt me?

I'm thinking about you? Do you really think I don't dare to ride it?

Xia Guixuan stepped forward without saying a word.

Sitting on the back of the "horse body"? He had no place to focus on his hands and subconsciously embraced her waist. In fact, it felt similar to sitting behind Xiaojiu's motorcycle... But this riding feeling... what motorcycle can compare to?

You can feel Shang Zhaoye's whole body stiffened for a moment, then quickly calmed down, and sprinted towards the Dark Demon in silence.

Xia Guixuan also took back his mind and quickly felt the special thing.

This "isolated island" is very large, like a continent. They are actually far away from the Dark Demon, but because the Dark Demon tentacles spread, they look like they are nearby. In fact, they are not standing face to face, but they are thousands of miles away from the nearest tentacles.

Shang Zhaoye charged all the way, at first just the speed of the ordinary horse, but then it became faster and faster, like lightning.

In this process, there is an unspeakable force combined with yourself, and you can feel the power in your body resonance and mobilization, and as you climb more and more during the sprint, until you reach the peak.

Originally, due to the failure of soul injury, the whole body was moved, resulting in the power not being able to exert its peak effect. At this time, it has been completely replenished.

Xia Guixuan could feel his peak power, the strongest magic power, the most perfect soul, filling his body and overflowing the purple palace.

Then why do you need magic weapons?

Xia Guixuan took out the hilt of the Juntai Sword.

The sword energy roared out and instantly filled the feet.

A dazzling light burst into the two of them at the same time, as hot as stars, illuminating the vastness of the universe.

It fell into the eyes of the dark demon, like a falling star, dragging a long light, shooting into its bright red pupils, bursting with a bang.

Time and space are like stillness, and the picture is almost eternal.

Eternity begins to crack, just like a photo frame that produces cracks, and then cracks inch by inch, dissipating into dust.

The octopus-like soft creature fell apart.

During this collapse, there was an extremely terrifying spiritual impact and a sharp soul roar, spreading throughout the universe and invading the sea of ​​thousands of souls. So thousands of ghosts cried, time wailed, and the vast void turned red eyes, which were strangely terrifying.

The Yuwang Ding unfolded a soft shield, covering the space, and all the mental fluctuations were covered, and even a slight wave was not transmitted.

Shang Zhaoye, who was so close to him, was protected by the soft light distributed on the cauldron. It was expected that there would be no backlash from Taiqing and the future would be coming. It was like poking a slime to death, without even feeling.

Only the resentful roar echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness proved that the one I killed just now was really a terrifying evil demon

"Xia Guixuan, now you dare not enter the broken space to eliminate my body. When I lie dormant and then come out, you will surely kill the so-called descendants...Puff..."

Xia Guixuan held his palm lightly, and the shaking roar disappeared, as if it had never happened.

Even the most fragile "island" is still there, and even a piece of earth and rock are not broken.

The remaining energy swept across the wind, bringing up sand and gravel on the ground, making a whirring sound, and then drifted into the void like a nebula.

In the nebula, Shang Zhaoye stood silently holding a spear, while Xia Guixuan was still sitting on it, like a painting that just won the duel in a knight novel. The only difference is that he was riding...

"Have you been riding enough, Father God?" Shang Zhaoye spoke calmly, breaking the tranquility: "Is this feeling that I can't bear to leave, is it planned to be taken as a mount from now on, or is it just... going to ask for a bedtime service?"
Chapter completed!