Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 324: Dream Shattered

Bai Zhi only needed one sword strike to half-kill these three monsters that had survived the ancient times.

Three pieces of clothing fluttered and scattered, and three spirits appeared in front of Bai Zhi at the same time.

At this moment, the spirit was several times larger than the previous little man, almost as tall and long as a human.

Black liquid began to flow out of the luminous body.

The voice first came out of Youruo's mouth:

"Excellent swordsmanship! It's truly an immortal weapon. Bai Qingyu must have been preparing for this moment for 1,400 years!"

Bai Zhi put away her sword and didn't even look at the three monsters. She looked at them coldly, treating them like ants. She said calmly:

"This sword technique is not prepared for you. You are not worthy of it. This is a killing move that our Qing Emperor painstakingly devised for your Majesty!"

Youruo nodded: "I understand. It turns out that your Longyuan lineage is not only targeting His Majesty's successor, but also my entire Linggui clan!"

"As long as you know!"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Zhi suddenly flew down, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards, and the sharp and majestic sword energy stabbed directly at the place where Zangyun Town disappeared.

This sword was like the first ray of dawn that cut through the dusk and dawn between heaven and earth. It was extremely sharp and had a power that could almost pierce the Chaos Immortal Bell.

Youruo screamed, "Stop her!"

The three remaining figures flew up again, arriving first and directly bumping into the sword light that was like a falling spark.

"It's just looking for death!"

Bai Zhi was furious, and the blood in her body rushed more and more violently. The blood from the Green Emperor's veins continued to flow from her body to the magic sword Mo Hen in her hand.

Mo Hen's sword light became more and more dazzling.

This sword strike did not cause the expected screams or sounds.

The sword blade cut through three streams of light and pierced directly into a black crystal that looked like starlight.

When the Zangyun Town disappeared into the crack, a piece of black crystal was suspended in its original place, which was completely invisible in the darkness.

But the brilliance of Bai Zhi's sword, and the light from the three high priests of the Spirit Ghost Clan who were pierced, instantly illuminated the crystal like stars.

"It's really here!"

Bai Zhi sneered, and the crystal was cracked by the sword power and gradually dissipated into the surrounding darkness.

A faint voice came from the center: "Your Majesty's dream of glass is shattered..."

"Stop her quickly!" Youhuang shouted in panic.

"I can't stop it!" This was Youruo's bitter smile.

These three high priests who had lived for thousands of years since ancient times seemed to be full of awe for the magic weapon in Bai Zhi's hand. Even if they worked together, they could not withstand the power of this sword.

A hesitant voice came from Youming's mouth.

"We...we should bring in the bodies of our clansmen. Otherwise, His Majesty's soul bones will be shattered, and our Spirit Ghost Clan will be completely wiped out!"

silence!

This sentence carries a lot of weight.

After a moment's hesitation, or perhaps a long pause, Youruo finally said softly, "Alright, I'll listen to you! I'll offer the blood of the True God to our Majesty!"

As soon as the words fell, a drop of golden blood appeared between the eyebrows of You Ruoyouhuang, Youming and the other three.

Three drops of true God's blood, this is the true bloodline of God.

This is the most important thing they rely on to truly live forever in this space.

The souls and blood left their bodies. Even though the three knew they would die soon, they still sacrificed them resolutely.

When the three drops of golden divine blood began to slowly merge, the three spirit bodies screamed at the same time, a scream that was heart-wrenching and terrifying.

The bodies of the three high priests began to gradually disappear as their souls and blood flowed out.

A shrill scream pierced the silence of the darkness, like a song of despair, rippling outwards like waves.

The cry was like a sound wave, and a drop of golden, fluorescent blood dripped onto the sound wave.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven's magical weapon, the Chaos Immortal Bell, could no longer control this mysterious sound wave.

The sound of ice breaking slowly rang out from somewhere in space.

Bai Zhi's eyes were like lightning as she watched the actions of the three people coldly, but she did not stop them.

In her guess, the black crystal would break, the glass dream would shatter, and Du Fang's body would inevitably escape from the glass dream.

But to her disappointment, none of the things she had expected happened.

As the three high priests sacrificed their souls and blood, their bodies disappeared, and the entire fairy bell light curtain that enveloped the former Zangyun Town began to shatter.

At this moment, the entire dark space became a dark abyss.

Boundless.

The darkness was like being kneaded by a beautiful hand, gradually turning into cotton wool. At that moment, Bai Zhi clearly felt that her heart was also being torn apart by this mysterious force.

"Come out, Ye Liushuang, I know you are not dead!"

The flesh on her body quickly began to dry up and crack, and even the Mohen Sword in her hand was bent and twisted by the power of darkness.

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth desperately, and the blood in her mouth, nostrils, and other orifices could not withstand the tremendous pressure and began to flow out.

"Is this the true power of the Heavenly Emperor?"

She can't hold on any longer.

Bai Zhi had never imagined that the power of a once-fallen True God could be so terrifying. He had clearly been dead for over ten thousand years.

The Hades Emperor Ye Liushuang had died long ago. Inside the Netherworld Scroll, there were only three old immortal wastes. This was the secret that Bai Qingyu told her in the sword language.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhi would never have thought that Ye Liushuang was not dead.

The power of this true god was so terrifying that she finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Blood covered her beautiful face, and the ink mark in her hand was bent into a bow.

"Am I going to die here? The Hades even deceived her heir!"

This was the thought that flashed through Bai Zhi's mind before she died.

In the distance, there was a constant rustling sound coming from the end of the darkness. There were billions of corpses on the endless mountain of corpses. It seemed as if there was a strange long river in the darkness, carrying them into this dark abyss.

The three priests Youruo sacrificed their souls and blood, awakening endless corpses. The corpses of so many ghost people formed a vast river.

At this moment, the power of the Emperor of Heaven's magic weapon is no longer there.

Endless corpses float in this dark abyss.

All the blood and energy in Baizhi's body was crushed. She heard the sound of her bones breaking, and all she saw was darkness.

Her life was almost over.

'Am I going to die here?'

She whispered in her heart, and finally, she let go of Mo Hen in her hand with relief.

She couldn't even contend with the power of the dead Ghost Emperor, let alone the endless spiritual bones and corpses. When the three priests were dying, they finally used the blood of the former true god to awaken her people.

The thick yin energy and the flocculent darkness entangled together, gradually forming a wave-like tide.

Beneath each wave lies a strange, powerful, and irresistible divine power.

This power not only destroys the body, but also destroys the will to resist.