Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 866 Fire Spirit (6k)

The Soul Devouring Saint King slowly raised his dark purple eyes, and the icy and cold light fell on Xiao Yan and Yao Wan, but a strange color flashed across them.

"It looks like you're recovering well?"

The six curse patterns behind the Soul-Swallowing Saint King were enveloped by monstrous demonic energy, condensing into six ferocious weapons, more murderous than before.

The Soul-Swallowing Saint King was not seriously injured. After all, even the original container had been destroyed. The imperial soul was still there, and the demonic energy was still there. It was just a matter of reshaping a container to hold the inner soul. What was the difficulty?
Xiao Yan and Yao Wan could also feel very clearly that with the transformation of the Soul Devouring Saint King, the previous burden of being unable to withstand the huge increase brought about by the exchange of the spell patterns with the power of heaven and earth has now completely disappeared.

"It's just right... After I kill you, I can start the tedious reconstruction as soon as possible. After all, I don't want to sit in a ruined palace."

The Soul-Swallowing Saint King twisted his neck slightly, and his dark purple eyes closed slightly. Then, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly burst out.

And now that it has come to this, Xiao Yan and Yao Wan naturally would not be easily deterred by mere murderous intent. Emperor Flame and Tribulation Fire suddenly surged out from their hands, and they simultaneously killed the ultimate enemy that stood in their way of all living beings.

The Soul Devouring Saint King slowly raised his hand, and the pitch-black weapons behind him spread out side by side like pitch-black wings, flashing cold light and tearing through space. In just a moment, they appeared in front of Xiao Yan and Yao Wan.

This sudden yet expected attack made their pupils shrink suddenly. The strange fire in their hands manifested into strong energy, and they managed to withstand the attacks from the weapons that were obviously transformed from the Soul-Swallowing Saint King's spell patterns. Behind them, several mountains in Zhongzhou thousands of miles away collapsed with a loud bang as several sword lights flashed by.

Even though he withstood this first round of attacks, Xiao Yan's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of solemnity.

As expected, after regaining the container, the power of the Soul-Devouring Saint King, or the power he could exert, became increasingly powerful.

He was so powerful that even though they were both at the Dou Di realm, he had practiced hard in the Heavenly Tomb for a long time to consolidate his realm and complete the induction, summary, and reuse of the Tushe Ancient Emperor's inheritance. But until now, when facing his casual attack, the feeling of powerlessness was even stronger than when he faced him before when he was holding the Strange Fire Ancient Ruler.

Can we really turn the tide of this war with just two spells targeting the Soul-Devouring Clan?
Even Xiao Yan couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind.

He had previously defeated the Soul Devouring Saint King to the point of collapse and was forced into a ten-day period of silence. While he was sleeping, everything he had seen due to his instinct as a Dou Emperor could not help but come to his mind again.

Among the many endings, I once glimpsed an ending that was particularly similar to my current one.

"boom!"

The pitch-black sword overlapped and collided with the three weapons beside his ears. The sound of the weapons clashing was completely suppressed before the stalemate could last for too long. It exploded in his ears, causing bloodshot to suddenly spread out from around the whites of his eyes and into his dark red pupils.

"How can you contend with me if you want to enter the Doudi realm by using the way of elixirs?"

The Soul Devouring Saint King's cold questioning lacked the arrogance and pride of before, but the overwhelming power he displayed in an instant made people feel even more desperate.

"Well!"

Even though she was only hit head-on by the Soul Devouring Saint King, Yao Wan felt as if her internal organs were burning. Intense pain spread throughout her body, almost making her faint. She was even about to lose control of the flaming sword in her hand.

But she still gritted her teeth and swallowed the blood in her mouth, trying her best to parry the violent attack released by the Soul-Devouring Saint King in an instant.

The purpose was naturally to create an opportunity for Xiao Yan.

The Emperor's flames were blazing, condensing into a fire ruler. However, this time, the well-deserved Emperor of Fire did not cause any strange phenomena between heaven and earth. It was as if all the energy and power were gathered in Xiao Yan's hands without reservation, and then chopped down without reservation.

However, when the gorgeous imperial flame was about to fall, the Soul-Swallowing Saint King did not even turn his head, and his remaining three weapons successively blocked the raging imperial flame.

That strong existence, as solid and heavy as a mountain, suddenly emerged, and even Emperor Yan could not penetrate it in the first place.

And if we get into a stalemate, it will be tantamount to defeat.

"It seems that after recovering for a long time, your strength can only go this far."

While knocking Yao Wan away with a palm, the Soul-Swallowing Saint King turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan. Suddenly, a strange weapon burning with molten magic fire fell between his open fingers.

"boom!"

Even the surprise attack had not been able to achieve an equal result, so a face-to-face confrontation now would naturally mean dangers and hardships galore.

When the Emperor Flame Ruler and the Demon Fire Weapon collided, the flying sparks turned into a rain of fire that covered the Central Plains. Even the border areas of the two continents that had survived could feel this terrifying earth-shaking vibration.

However, this time, there was no tit-for-tat confrontation like last time. The devil fire rushed in fiercely, while the emperor flame became dimmer and dimmer.

The Soul Devouring Saint King did not even use other weapons. He just swept his hand and a line of fire passed through Xiao Yan's eyes. At the same time that the Emperor Realm soul sensed the threat to his life, it was narrowly dodged.

The line of fire then sank into the earth. In an instant, Zhongzhou collapsed, and the center of the entire continent was split into two by the sword of the Soul-Devouring Saint King.

"It seems that the Emperor Yan on this Douqi Continent is no more than this."

As the Soul Devouring Saint King spoke, he seemed to have lost interest in continuing the stalemate with Xiao Yan.

As soon as he finished speaking, five fronts of soldiers suddenly appeared.

Six sharp edges suddenly locked onto Xiao Yan at this moment and slashed down together, shocking the people who were watching the battle nervously below so much that they couldn't help but close their eyes.

"Demon Sealing Technique!"

Xiao Yan shouted angrily. When the six sharp edges were about to fall on him, he knew he could not stop and he shouted wildly. The Emperor Flame entered his body, attracting the power of heaven and earth and suddenly blooming.

The Soul Devouring Saint King immediately sensed some extremely disgusting aura and couldn't help but frowned and immediately chose to retreat.

"That group of people's cleverness has actually survived to this day?"

His murmurs revealed a hint of reminiscence, which was extremely surprising and filled with an indescribable feeling of disgust.

He is very familiar with this thing.

When he led the Soul-Swallowing Clan to invade the Douqi Continent in the past, there was naturally no shortage of talented and ambitious people who contributed their efforts and created techniques specifically to deal with them. The Demon Sealing Technique was basically the most mature and complete one among them.

However, he also immediately realized that there was something wrong with Xiao Yan's current situation.

Tens of thousands of years ago, those people would only dare to use this magic when they used the bodies of Dou Di. Now that Xiao Yan only has his physical body to use it, he is doomed to be at his wit's end!
"Without a Doudi-like body to bear this huge infusion of heaven and earth power, how long can you hold on?"

The Soul Devouring Saint King shook his head, and the seventh curse pattern on his body was already faintly visible.

"Shi Kun seems to have died too early. Even this curse pattern still needs to be filled by me personally... It just takes a little more time."

"You won't know until you try it."

Xiao Yan’s aura surged, and in a short period of time, under the infusion of the power of heaven and earth, he quickly reached the point where he was almost on par with the Soul-Devouring Saint King - but this was not actually something that Xiao Yan could decide, but the result of the power of heaven and earth madly pouring into Xiao Yan's body, forcibly increasing his strength in a short period of time.

"Ugh...!"

Just as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan felt his eyes become moist, and his vision was slowly tainted by an unusual red color.

The warm crimson liquid slowly slid down Xiao Yan's cheeks from his eye sockets.

Now he completely understood why the Dou Emperors needed to use their Dou Emperor bodies when practicing the Demon Sealing Technique.

The essence of the Demon Sealing Technique is actually the means by which the Douqi Continent materializes its dealings with alien races. As long as there is still a form of life existing in this world, it is naturally impossible for it to truly defeat the power of heaven and earth itself.

Even the Dou Emperor is like this.

The Demon Sealing Technique is a technique that was created specifically to deal with the Soul-Devouring Clan. That's just the way it is, but the price is that its strength is difficult to control by itself, and it all depends on the degree of threat posed by the power of heaven and earth to the hostile existence.

The greater the threat, the stronger the power that can be obtained from the power of heaven and earth will naturally be.

But this powerful force of heaven and earth does not care whether you can withstand it or not.

"Sure enough, the inheritance of our ancestors is not so easy to bear."

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. At this point, there was no other way. The Demon Suppression Technique could not be used at the moment.

But even if it cost him his own life, he was destined not to allow the Soul-Devouring Clan before him to wreak havoc between heaven and earth again.

"Oh no……"

At the edge of Zhongzhou, Yao Wan, who was knocked far away, felt that her body was completely numb. She took a breath for a while before gradually recovering. Then, she noticed that the power of heaven and earth suddenly emerged in the distance, which was equally powerful as the demonic aura in the sky. Yao Wan immediately guessed what Xiao Yan was going to do.

The original plan in his mind was disrupted, and the calamity fire on his body immediately transformed back into the flame of life. While quickly repairing his injuries, he immediately rushed towards the place where Xiao Yan and the Soul-Devouring Saint King were fighting.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth, Xiao Yan indeed possessed enough strength to compete with the Soul-Swallowing Saint King. There was no doubt about the power of the Demon Sealing Art.

But now Xiao Yan also encountered the same problem as the previous Soul Devouring Saint King.

In every confrontation, Xiao Yan's body was almost on the verge of collapse. The Soul-Devouring Saint King didn't even have to hit Xiao Yan. Just the movement and operation of Xiao Yan's attack would cause countless blood marks on his body.

"It is a force that cannot be endured. Even if I do nothing, you will probably disappear into thin air."

Looking at the bloodstains on Xiao Yan's body, the Soul Devouring Saint King saw at a glance that Xiao Yan could not hold on for long, and said immediately.

"Not necessarily!"

Xiao Yan shook his head indifferently. What was more important at the moment was to try his best to kill the Soul-Devouring Saint King in front of him.

However, as time goes by, the hope of achieving this goal becomes increasingly slim.

Even with the infusion of power from heaven and earth, his strength was only brought back to the same starting line as the current Soul-Devouring Saint King, but it did not mean that he could defeat the Soul-Devouring Saint King.

As time went on, even if the Soul Devouring Saint King did nothing, Xiao Yan would naturally collapse because he could not withstand this powerful energy.

"In no more than an incense stick of time, your body will completely collapse. This king doesn't care, but for the creatures of your Douqi Continent, it must be difficult to condense the most suitable body for yourself, right?"

The Soul Devouring Saint King continued to attack, and Xiao Yan gritted his teeth to maintain the stalemate between the two, but he was doomed to be in a dead end.

If he gave up taking this attack, the Soul Devouring Saint King's attack would be enough to completely destroy Xiao Yan's body, which was already on the verge of its limit. If he took this attack, it would only result in more detailed collapse.

"What a pity! If you could find the fetus of this plane, this might have all ended long ago, right?" The Soul Devouring Saint King said with some sarcasm and mockery in his tone: "If you use the fetus of the plane to become the master of the plane, you can mobilize the power of heaven and earth at will. However, I have already searched for such a good thing in your plane, and it does not exist. You can rest assured... Being blown up by the power of heaven and earth in your own plane... It's really a ridiculous way to die."

As he finished speaking, when Xiao Yan's body became more and more broken, the Soul Devouring Saint King temporarily slowed down his attack. Xiao Yan would die, but it would be very troublesome if he chose to self-destruct afterwards.

"Huh? Do you have to come and die one by one?"

At the same time, the Soul-Swallowing Saint King seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of the pair of golden eyes that were slightly red.

"Come on!"

The fire enveloped her body to the point of almost burning her to ashes, sweeping across it wantonly, but it was unable to burn away the endless malice before her eyes as usual.

Her voice was urgent and shrill, and the moment before her did not allow her to say a thousand words.

But she could at least buy some more time for Xiao Yan.

This no longer matters whether it is the creatures of the Douqi Continent or the success or failure of the Soul-Devouring Clan.

The pitch-black sword tore through the thick demonic defense and was easily intercepted by the Soul-Devouring Saint King.

"You're already doomed to fail, but you're still here to die?"

Feeling the unshakable pressure and despair coming from the front, she was not afraid at all and was not afraid to risk her life.

If you ask why, it is actually quite simple.

She didn't want Xiao Yan to die! Even though Xiao Yan was in a desperate situation and was about to die from a physical collapse - but as long as it was Xiao Yan, he would definitely be able to turn danger into safety, right?
Is this a question that requires any hesitation?
In that case, it would be better to leave the rest to myself.

In the stalemate, murderous intent surged in the eyes of the Soul Devouring Saint King, and five cold rays suddenly bloomed in front of Xiao Yan, turning into a blood flower.

"ended."

The suppressing force in his hand suddenly decreased, and the Soul Devouring Saint King slapped him away with a sword. Xiao Yan, with red eyes, hugged him and he fell from the clouds.

Since the Soul Devouring Saint King did not pursue him, Xiao Yan should be about to self-destruct. Although he is not afraid, it is better to stay away from him.

A scorched earth was blown up in a wilderness in Zhongzhou.

Xiao Yan's eyes were bleeding and his heart was burning, but it was nothing compared to the pain he felt at this moment.

"cough……"

The breath in my arms has never been so fragile, like a fragile flower that blooms but disappears in a flash, making people feel pity involuntarily.

The rough fingertips touched her cheek, and the pain in Yao Wan's chest, which had been pierced in an instant, was no longer so severe. However, the cough was still weak, as if she had lost all her strength.

He was clearly told to leave quickly, but in the end, he still chose to catch me first...

Forget it... If it was him, it wouldn't be surprising at all that he would do this.

After all, this is him...

If I wasn't so stubborn, I probably wouldn't have ended up with him.

The so-called miracle created by transcending past memories is probably this kind of thing.

Foolishly like a moth to a flame.

But she didn't hate this feeling.

Because of this, looking at Xiao Yan, who was covered in wounds and even had tears of blood in his eyes because he could not bear such power, she pursed her lips slightly, and the blame on her lips completely changed its tone, and even revealed a faint smile.

Weak and fragile, yet with a beauty that is unique to her.

"It's too late... No, I came too late... If it was as we imagined before... if we both endured it together... you wouldn't have been hurt like this."

In just ten days, the idea of ​​merging the two techniques was not completed after all. If one wanted to perform both techniques at the same time, one would need a body that could withstand it.

In other words, they were starting from the wrong point from the beginning.

And time will not go back.

Even if it is a mistake, it is destined to be impossible to make up for it in this short period of time.

"Stop talking about this...it's not your fault."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but silently clench his teeth, and subconsciously hugged her body which was gradually losing temperature.

For some reason, the flame of life that was expected to repair her body did not appear this time.

Is it because of the curse of the Soul-Devouring Saint King?
But at this moment, Xiao Yan didn't have time to think so much.

That unreasonable intuition was warning him, not just a physical warning, the pain and powerlessness of losing her filled his bones and blood.

He just subconsciously hugged her body which was gradually losing its temperature, and something mixed with blood slid down the corners of his eyes.

Yao Wan lay in Xiao Yan's arms, her slightly dull golden eyes staring blankly at the faint flame that was slowly burning on Xiao Yan's body, a flame that did not belong to the Emperor Flame.

It was the materialization of the energy of heaven and earth that caused the collapse of Xiao Yan's body, but it had already become Xiao Yan's death warrant.

“…Does it hurt…?”

Yao Wan wanted to speak, but found that even speaking seemed to be becoming difficult.

"Let's not talk about this for now...we..."

"Shh... that's good."

As if she sensed a hint of chill, Yao Wan couldn't help but subconsciously curl up a little in Xiao Yan's arms.

Noticing her little movement, Xiao Yan hugged her even tighter.

"cold……"

She whispered this softly, and the turquoise flame slowly burned on her body, but it was not as strong as usual, it just covered her body, nothing more.

"It doesn't matter... it won't... it won't end like this..."

But the wounds on her body did not disappear, and the breath that was gradually dissipating could not be retained.

That flame of life came quickly and went away quickly. As the green flames dissipated, Yao Wan's body quickly lost its vitality. The entangled breath of life and death faded away completely in an instant.

Xiao Yan bit his lips tightly, and a trace of hot blood dripped out.

The Soul-Swallowing Saint King waited in the clouds for a long time, but the earth-shattering self-explosion never happened.

This made him feel a little strange. The time of an incense stick had already passed, so why hadn't it exploded yet?
Yao Wan's aura had disappeared, but Xiao Yan's aura had not left.

This shouldn't be the case.

As this thought flashed through the Soul Devouring Saint King's mind, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yan's movements below.

A gorgeous and magnificent line of fire pierced through the sky from bottom to top. Even the Soul-Swallowing Saint King was unable to react in time. His demonic energy left a glaring blood mark on his body, which existed as heavy armor, almost splitting him in two.

--This is?!

The Soul Devouring Saint King suddenly widened his dark purple eyes, but he didn't care at all about the injuries left on his body by the fire.

An imperial flame ruler suddenly appeared, bringing with it a tremendous rage. It was just the rage of one person, rushing in, but it was far greater than before.

"boom!"

The Emperor Yan Ruler collided with several weapons, causing a particularly violent shock wave.

However, this time, the Soul-Swallowing Saint King was unable to steady himself at all. The strong impact made half of his body numb. He retreated hundreds of miles to steady himself.

This extremely strange scene before his eyes made the Soul-Swallowing Saint King frown.

This guy didn't even die? Why?
"Why? Are you wondering why I didn't die?"

Holding the Emperor Flame Ruler, the gorgeous flame burned away the wounds and blood on his body, and his eyes, which were still stained with blood, burst into endless rage.

The Soul Devouring Saint King felt that something was wrong. The illusory fire shadows that had appeared on Xiao Yan's body because he could not withstand the energy of heaven and earth had now completely disappeared, and were replaced by a beautiful green flame.

Flame of Life?

The Soul Devouring Saint King frowned slightly, feeling that something was amiss.

The Emperor's Flame already contains the flame of life, but the aura of the flame of life has never been so strong that it seems to be about to erupt.

How could a strange fire that grew by itself grow to this extent?

No, this is not the flame of life——

"call……"

Green flames filled the sky, gathering into a hazy yet clear silhouette. A breath of turbid air was gently exhaled from behind Xiao Yan, and then the pale golden eyes slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)