Chapter 390 Whisper in the Ear

Boom!

A terrifying loud noise seemed to shake the entire underworld.

When the huge Yuzhou Cauldron flew towards it, dragging hundreds of millions of bright streams of life essence, the Qingzhou Cauldron seemed to be attracted as well, dragging hundreds of millions of brilliant streams of life essence away.

The two giant cauldrons came from the same source, and when they collided with each other, they could no longer protect each other's masters.

Below, the two Lords of Jiuding, who had lost the protection of Jiuding, were completely exposed to threats from the outside world.

The surging sword energy swept across the ancient sword formation, and while destroying the ancient altar, it also struck at the Lord of Seven Desires on the high platform of loess.

However, the seven translucent demonic shadows suddenly dispersed, defeating all the flying sword energy in a single stroke and knocking away the four ancient war swords that kept flying.

Centered on the high platform where Lord Qiyu is located, within a radius of ten feet, not a single bit of sword energy can come in!

The cold death light flew out of the chests of the Wuyou Wuyu siblings who were standing on the edge of the high platform, and then swept towards Lu Heng in the distance without any cover.

In an instant, a cold death light enveloped Lu Heng's figure.

The desperate and painful wails of the Wuyou Wuyu siblings kept ringing in his ears.

"Dad! We are vain! We are vain!"

"Dad! It's time for us to dissipate! The false illusion must dissipate!"

Amidst the painful cries of the boy and girl, Lu Heng's figure continued to shake. Like the reflection of a stone thrown into the lake, it may dissipate at any time.

When Nian Cangqing saw this scene in the distance, he subconsciously wanted to speak, but finally closed his mouth. The woman in red was flashing and moving in the void, her figure was ghostly and erratic, avoiding the entanglement of countless bloody hands, but her eyes were fixed on Lu Heng in the distance, waiting for the subsequent development.

Next to Lu Heng, Xiao Ai showed an anxious expression.

"Lord Wolf God!"

Lu Heng stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Ai, who was about to get closer, and said, "It doesn't matter."

At the same time as the voice fell, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword above Lu Heng's head was unsheathed.

Clang!

A crisp sword cry resounded throughout Zhuxian Ancient City.

The terrifying blood-red sword intent filled the entire rioting city. Zhuxian Ancient City, which was originally chaotic and roaring, seemed to be silent for an instant. All that could be heard in everyone's ears was the sound of the Tribulation Sword being unsheathed.

The next breath, blood-red sword light came overwhelmingly.

The God's Meteor Tribulation Thunder, which destroys everything, comes with a destructive power that no living thing can resist.

At this moment, Lord Qiyu on the high platform finally unleashed his killer moves and roared angrily.

"Seven Desire Demonic Body!"

As the dark demonic energy exploded, the seven demonic shadows standing on the edge of the high platform flew towards Lord Qiyu in the center at the same time, overlapping with the figure of Lord Qiyu strangely.

At that moment, Qi Yujun standing on the high platform seemed to be taller than the sky.

The momentum that overwhelmed all living beings in the world swept forward and directly grabbed the two trembling children. The cold death light that flew out of the Wuyou Wuyu siblings' chests was blessed by the power of this ancient existence, and instantly became extremely powerful.

Lu Heng's vision blurred for a while in the void, and even the Heavenly Tribulation Sword that had flown out slowed down strangely.

A spinning feeling emerged in Lu Heng's heart.

The voices of the two children echoed crazily in his ears, urging him to disappear together, to let him die together.

And all the spiritual power and spiritual energy in his body were completely unconscious at this time.

This is a strange magic passed down from ancient times. It uses false relatives and friends who appear out of thin air as a guide to take away the soul of the victim at the last moment and completely dissipate it in the world, leaving not even a trace.

It is a strange and evil technique that once the conditions are successfully met, it is absolutely impossible to avoid, struggle, or resist.

The last thing Lu Heng heard at the last moment was Lord Qiyu's cold laughter.

"In the end, I, Qiyujun, won..."

In the mortal world, in a primitive dense forest only 700 miles away from Zhuxian Ancient City, a huge white wolf lying in a reed pond several feet high opened its eyes.

Lu Heng had clearly felt that the soul he had left in the underworld had disappeared.

However, the dissipation of the incarnation of the soul did not affect this nearly independent physical body.

Because the relationship between Lu Heng's physical body and the incarnation of the soul is not a so-called clone. The death of the clone will affect the main body, but the death of the soul will not affect Lu Heng.

Because in essence, this spirit and the physical body are just Lu Heng's "clone", and they are also Lu Heng's true body. Lu Heng's mind wandered between the two bodies. He could choose to control both bodies at the same time, or he could choose to control one body independently.

Similar to when playing a game, you can choose to control two characters at the same time, or only focus on controlling one character.

The physical body is destroyed, but the spirit remains. After destroying the soul, the physical body will still exist. Only by killing Lu Heng's physical body and soul at the same time can Lu Heng be completely wiped out.

It's just that Lu Heng has been preventing outsiders from knowing about this. No one knows that Lu Heng still has a physical body in the dark.

Now Lu Heng sensed the dissipation of the incarnation of the soul. The huge white wolf shook his head and said: "I lost a soul, but solved a fatal crisis... It's not a loss."

The crisis represented by the Wuyou Wuyu siblings has always been Lu Heng's heart. Now it's finally solved, which is a good thing.

He planned to gather another incarnation of the soul, and then let this new incarnation of the soul come to the underworld to see if Lord Qiyu had any other means to kill him with one blow.

However, the moment Lu Heng thought...

"Um?!"

The white wolf in the reeds frowned momentarily.

Then, Lu Heng's vision blurred for a while - he actually felt the existence of the incarnation of the soul again?

But shouldn't his incarnation of the soul dissipate?

Once the ancient evil magic used by Qi Yujun succeeds, it is impossible to escape!

Lu Heng was shocked, and his mind moved, and his thoughts returned to the incarnation of the soul in the underworld again.

Then, he felt the ethereal and dizzy feeling again.

In a trance, he seemed to be constantly broken and reorganized.

A trace of cold breath continued to extend from the nothingness, gently repairing and reorganizing his incarnation that should have dissipated long ago.

A soft female voice whispered in his ear.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Heng, Sister Yuanjun will always be with you..."

This familiar soft whisper startled Lu Heng's heart, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he was a terminally ill teenager, on a night when the pain attacked, the gentle sister squatted by the bed, held his hands tightly, and whispered softly in his ear.

In the ancient city of Zhuxian that was constantly disintegrating and collapsing, Lu Heng, dressed in white, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the people present.

He who should have disappeared, now came back unscathed, without a single wound on his body.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the shocked Qi Yujun who couldn't accept it, even Nian Cangqing, who witnessed everything, opened his mouth wide and completely lost his composure.

"What the hell are you...!"

The woman's shocked cry resounded throughout the city.