Devouring the Starry Sky: Hunyuan Space

Chapter 940 Great God Heaven——Dao Heart Tribulation, broken!

"kill!"

Luo Feng roared, and the Blood Shadow Knife in his hand began to hum along with him, and chopped towards the head of the Demon Knife.

clang!
The demon knife did not dodge at all and hit him directly on the head. A sense of shock was transmitted to Luo Feng's ears along with the storm. Luo Feng was stunned. Qing Xuanjun, who was watching from a distance, had an expression of disbelief on his face.

There was no dodging, and the knife hit the head right away. However, what Qing Xuanjun saw was that this extremely powerful knife did not damage the Demon Sword at all, and did not even leave a trace. The Demon Sword's body did not move at all from beginning to end.

"What kind of monster is this?" Qing Xuanjun couldn't help but tremble.

When Luo Feng sensed this scene, his scarlet eyes were filled with shock and his expression changed drastically.

His sword couldn't hurt the magic sword at all?

This is one of the nine swords of Blood Shadow.

"Luo Feng, I didn't expect that after such a long time, your strength is still so weak. Even if you succeeded in seizing the Dao, it's just like this. I thought you could give me some surprises." The Demon Knife sighed softly, and flicked his fingers lightly at the Xiantian Hunyuan Lingbao Blood Shadow Knife. Luo Feng flew back with the knife.

The fear in Qing Xuanjun's eyes had turned into terror: "Luo Feng, we have to go. We are no match for him. If we die, it will be in vain!"

Qing Xuan Jun persuaded Luo Feng like this. He knew that they had no chance of winning. "Perhaps, we can only ask for help from the Nine Nether Emperor. Through the Nine Nether Envoy, we should be able to contact the Nine Nether Emperor. In other words, we hope that the Nine Nether Emperor can sense everything here."

"Leave?" Luo Feng replied to Qing Xuanjun, "Brother Qing, we can't leave in this battle. He is too strong. It is impossible to escape. At least, his target is me, and I can't escape. Brother Qing, how about you leave and I will hold him back. I only hope that after I die, you can find a way to avenge me. I want him to die."

While Luo Feng was transmitting the message, he rushed towards the Demon Sword again and transmitted the message to Qing Xuanjun at the same time: "Brother Qing, go!"

When Luo Feng rushed forward, the magic knife was still standing in the air. It stood quietly in the same place, watching Luo Feng's knife quickly enlarge. When the knife hit and fell, the magic knife still did not dodge, and let the knife continue to chop its body. The shock force was still transmitted in all directions, but this knife could not even break the skin.

At the same time, the mighty power of the sword surged out from the body of the Demon Sword, forming a chain that directly bound Luo Feng, making him unable to move at all.

"Luo Feng!" Seeing this scene, Qing Xuanjun shouted loudly, but despair appeared in his eyes.

"Go!" Luo Feng roared, his completely burning soul transformed into an endless stream of soul power that rushed towards the body of Demon Knife.

Qing Xuanjun had no choice. He knew that if he didn't leave, he would surely die. After a difficult decision, he chose to fly away:

However, the Demon Sword seemed not to let him go: "The Emperor Sword actually escaped. I am so disappointed!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qing Xuanjun's figure from a distance. In an instant, a sharp blade formed above the magic knife's hand. In just a moment, this wind blade flew out. In this world of sword intent, the speed was so fast that there was no way to react, and it directly hit Qing Xuanjun.

Moreover, along with this blade, the power of sword intent in the entire sword intent world also gathered and strangled, forming a huge golden cocoon. The inside of the entire cocoon was fluctuating violently. After just a short while, when everything dissipated, the only thing that burst out of the cocoon was the long sword.

Luo Feng was completely confused. Brother Qing was killed?
What kind of strength is this?
Qing Xuanjun's strength was even stronger than Luo Feng's, but he was wiped out with just one move. The power of this magic sword was too terrifying.

Luo Feng's soul power rushed into the body of the Demon Sword, and couldn't even break the Demon Sword's most basic soul defense. How could he hurt the Demon Sword?

"You are so weak. I'm just standing here and you can't even hurt me." Mo Dao shook his head with a look of sarcasm on his face.

"You are angry and desperate, but you just can't turn the situation around."

"You and I are symbiotic, but you insisted on becoming independent. Now, this is the consequence you have to bear for everything you have done."

The Demon Sword smiled and sneered. He only used the power of his sword to bind Luo Feng, but Luo Feng could not move at all. The gap between them was still too big.

"After all, I am the eleventh pole. How can a great god like you shake me?" The Demon Knife seemed to laugh at himself again, enjoying his pride.

Luo Feng stared at this guy who looked exactly like him, his mind already filled with all kinds of emotions. He was indeed very angry and indeed very desperate, but at this moment, his heart was filled with endless sadness. The thing he cared about most, which he had protected all his life, was destroyed at this moment.

The Emperor's Sword became the Great God's Heaven...

There is no threat of great destruction in the land of Jiuyou. With his current strength, as long as Emperor Jiuyou does not take action against him, he can be almost worry-free and can also let the people he cares about live a worry-free life.

But now, they are all dead.

Leaving him alone to live.

Everything was dead, so there seemed to be no meaning for him to be alive.

Revenge? He couldn't do it. Neither his sword attack methods nor his soul methods, which he was proud of, could affect the magic sword in the slightest. What could he use to take revenge? Since they were all dead, it seemed that revenge was meaningless.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Luo Feng's mind, and countless expressions changed in his eyes. In the end, he smiled, a sad and desolate smile. He had been struggling all his life, starting from the weakest mortal life on Earth, and walked step by step. He had survived the Earth crisis, the world beast crisis, the reincarnation crisis, and the source world crisis. He even succeeded in seizing the Dao and became the third great god of the Emperor Dao that he knew of.

He thought he was enjoying great glory, but it was only a flash in the pan.

Mo Dao looked at Luo Feng, the sneer on his face did not fade away at all. Seeing Luo Feng's miserable laughter, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Luo Feng, I am the winner between us. You are just a part of me. Now, it's time for you to come back." Mo Dao smiled slightly. An invisible power surged in Mo Dao's eyes and then poured directly into Luo Feng's body. Luo Feng did not resist at all, or it could be said that he had no possibility of resistance.

Feeling the power invading his soul, Luo Feng was shocked, and his heart was filled with sadness and despair.

Everyone is dead. Revenge? It's meaningless!

The best way is that he also perishes.

Luo Feng even closed his eyes, waiting for the final death to come - after death, he would know nothing and would not have to think about anything. Without spiritual sustenance, he felt that life was meaningless.

"Master, you can't die. You still have me. I was born as you merged into the Star Tower. If you die, I will be gone too." Suddenly, an urgent voice sounded in Luo Feng's soul. This voice turned into waves, affecting Luo Feng's mood.

This sound seems to be the sound of the Star Tower.

"Xiaota..." Luo Feng felt bitter, "I am no match for him. I can't even hurt him."

"Master, you can't give up. Wasn't it also very difficult when you merged with me? But you succeeded. As long as you are still alive, you can revive your relatives and friends. This is the Nine Netherworld. After a soul dies, its true spirit is sucked away, so it is completely possible to revive it."

"Master, don't give up until the last moment. You and I will work together to seize the magic sword." The voice of the spirit of the Star Tower sounded again.

Luo Feng felt his soul suddenly shaken.

Yes.

Why give up until the last moment? If hard power doesn't work, then use soul possession: Now, at this moment, isn't the magic knife going to swallow him? He can completely fight back at this time -

In soul possession, victory is not achieved simply by having a strong soul. What determines victory or defeat is also the strong power of will and mind.

"My heart is as sharp as a knife, why can't I win?"

"The winner must be me!"

As Luo Feng thought about it, there was light in his eyes. His body and eyes suddenly opened, and his soul followed the soul power of the Demon Sword and rushed directly into the body of the Demon Sword. At this time, the Demon Sword released its soul power, which gave Luo Feng the opportunity. In an instant, the power of his mind and will directly penetrated into the soul of the Demon Sword and began his crazy battle to seize the body.

At this time, the soul defense of the magic sword has been slightly weakened.

"You want to kill me, Luo Feng? That's impossible. I am who I am, and you will never be able to become me."

Luo Feng's counterattack was instant and extremely sharp. He knew that he had no way to retreat. The people he cared about had already died, and he had no worries. Therefore, the power of his mind and will was truly and completely released at this moment. It was released perfectly.

The heart is like a knife, and it becomes concrete at this moment!

The power of his mind and will turned into a sharp knife, attacking the magic sword's soul defense, and the entire soul defense shook violently.

"Not good!" The Demon Sword seemed to react and quickly mobilized the power of its soul to strengthen its defense.

"Break it for me!"

"Ah!" Luo Feng didn't even think about retreating. In this battle, he charged forward without hesitation. He roared in anger, and the power of his mind and will reached an unprecedented extreme.

Wow—Luo Feng's spiritual will instantly released a terrifying golden light, and the power formed seemed to be unmatched. With a bang, the entire soul defense of the magic knife was instantly broken, the soul of the magic knife was destroyed, and everything in front of him was also completely broken...

Luo Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancestral land of the Dark Realm Clan, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a terrifying blade light flickering in his eyes.

Dao Heart Tribulation——broken!

(End of this chapter)