Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 514 The End of the War! (Two in One)

In the dark environment, it was unknown how much time had passed, and even Song Changming was a little tired from chopping.

At this time, one of the black tablets was slowly lit up.

Sandwiched among tens of thousands of obelisks, this black obelisk looks no different, but there are only two short words engraved on it.

An ancient character of the human race.

Emperor Yuan!

A wisp of divine soul permeated it, and like the black tablets of other ancient tribes, it was entangled by the ghost fire above and began to change shape.

With just a humming sound, an incomparably powerful energy seemed to appear out of thin air and swept across all directions in an instant.

The residual souls of the ancient clans, the sea-covering whales lying below, covering the entire underground space, the ancient Kunpeng that blocked out the sun in the sky, and the shadows of other ancient clans, were all instantly destroyed in this powerful energy sweep, without a single one left!
"Be careful!" Song Changming keenly sensed the abnormality, and as he spoke, the energy had already swept across everyone.

Song Changming only felt a loud bang in his own underworld sea, and the spirit inside was shaken constantly. He relied on the magic of lifting the sky to stabilize it.

The other people around him all stood there in a daze, as if they had been hit hard.

Fortunately, at this moment, the noisy remaining souls of the ancient clan have all dissipated and can no longer pose a threat to them.

Song Changming concentrated and looked carefully.

After this energy swept through, only the black monument was still showing new shadows, which could be noticed at a glance.

"Was that a fluctuation of the soul just now?" Song Changming practiced the Sky-Lifting Divine Art and was very sensitive to this kind of energy fluctuations, and was able to analyze it quickly.

And obviously, the existence that caused this spiritual fluctuation was the newly formed shadow.

This made him feel shocked. What kind of existence could have such a great influence with just the power of a residual soul that had been left over for countless years?

"Human race."

Song Changming noticed that the last shadow to take shape was of human appearance, with a faint glow all over its body like a large lantern ball, and the strength of its residual soul was far greater than that of the other residual souls that emerged from the black monument.

After this shadow took shape, it slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, seemed to twist its neck, and moved its long-dusty body, but did not pounce on strangers immediately.

He is undoubtedly special.

Suddenly, he met Song Changming's gaze.

At that moment, Song Changming was the only one who was not knocked unconscious by the sudden spiritual fluctuations.

They stared at each other, and then Shadow took a step forward.

The next moment, a faint light seemed to flash and appeared one meter in front of Song Changming, emitting soul light.

"So fast!"

Song Changming's heart trembled. Even the shadow of the celestial phoenix and ancient Kunpeng did not have such teleportation speed.

Even his telepathic pupils were unable to lock onto the shadow just now.

This kind of situation has occurred for the first time since he acquired the Telepathic Pupil.

Song Changming subconsciously pointed the long knife in his hand at the light bulb in front of him, and would immediately swing the knife as soon as the other party made a move.

Faintly, it could be seen that the human shadow in the dim light seemed to tilt its head suddenly. Not only did it not make any further movements, but it seemed to be looking at Song Changming closely with more interest.

"Changming, what is this?!"

Situ Ming, who was covered in green fire, also came to his senses at this time. He was startled when he saw the shadow beside him.

"Shangqing Sword Tiger!" Another old master also came to his senses, and when he saw Youying, he chose to attack immediately and stabbed with a sword without hesitation.

This sword of his carried the power of a master. Normally, even the shadows of mythical beasts as strong as the Sky Phoenix and the Vermillion Bird would be pierced with a big hole by him, and half of their bodies would be destroyed.

However, the violent sword energy of his sword fell on the shadow, but the shadow did not move at all, and was not even damaged at all.

"How is this possible!" The old master was extremely stunned. He stabbed out with two swords in succession, but the shadow remained indifferent.

The shadow just let the old master attack him, as if he was watching a child playing around with a branch in front of him.

Now, the other people who woke up also realized the peculiarity and power of this shadow.

"Stop." Hua Sichen suddenly came to the side of the old master, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and shouted in a deep voice to stop.

"Minister Hua, this shadowy figure is extremely solid. It is definitely not an ordinary residual soul!" said the old master solemnly.

"Hmm." Hua Sichen, like Song Changming, faced the shadow directly, frowned and fell into deep thought.

"What happened just now? Where are the other ghostly souls?" The other martial arts masters' recovered brains could not keep up with the changes in the situation and their reactions were a little slow.

The shadow then turned its head to look at other people, swept across each human master, paused for a moment on Hua Sichen and Hua Qingchi, and finally looked back at Song Changming in front of it.

"This remnant soul seems to have retained some of its consciousness before death?" Situ Ming took a look and suddenly said seriously.

It was so special. The strange movements of this shadow made everyone feel an inexplicable emotion that was hard to describe.

They just felt that this shadow didn't seem to have any ill will towards them.

Even though he had just been attacked by the old master, the shadow had no intention of fighting back, which seemed unreasonable, especially when compared with the group of rioting ancient shadows.

"Ancestor, if you have anything to tell me, please let me know." Hua Sichen's thoughts turned, and he suddenly raised his hand and saluted respectfully.

The other party is the ancestor of the human race and is worthy of his worship no matter what.

Seeing this, Song Changming thought for a moment and also bowed in front of the shadow.

"Please let me know, ancestor."

Both of them did the same. The other masters looked at each other and then followed their example and performed the courtesy.

In the distance, Chongsi, who had recovered, stared at the situation here and did not act rashly.

"Damn it! What's going on with that shadow! I just came into contact with the ancestor of our white caterpillar, and all the shadows were destroyed!" Chongmao shook his heavy head, floated back and said with gritted teeth.

He wanted to extract the blood of the white-haired worm's ancestors, but now all the remaining souls of the ancient clan have dispersed, so his idea was naturally invalid.

On the other side, Mo Tianzun and King Jiuyou were also a little hesitant to act rashly.

The shadow suddenly raised his head again and looked at the faint light coming through the crack in the ground above.

The next moment, the shadow opened its arms and decomposed into large spots of light.

The light spots were like fireflies, and without waiting for anyone to react, they shot into everyone's brows, even the big monsters in the distance were no exception.

No one could react in time, not even Song Changming, Hua Sichen, or the demon kings.

When the fireflies entered their bodies, all the people and monsters lowered their heads, closed their eyes and stood still.

After coming to his senses, Song Changming only heard bursts of killing sounds in his ears, as if coming from the distant horizon, and it was extremely fierce, causing his heart and mind to shake.

He felt somewhat familiar with these killing sounds. Wasn't it the same sound they had heard outside the entrance to Tianxu Realm before? That killing sound was enough to make even a martial arts master lose control and shake his state of mind!

It left a deep impression on all of them at the time.

Now, that sound has reappeared!

The difference was that this time, the sound of killing was getting closer and closer, until it was so close that it seemed to be right next to him.

Song Changming suddenly opened his eyes.

"This is where?!"

At that moment, he actually found himself on a battlefield.

The flashing and shadowing of swords and sabers roared all around him, and he could even smell the bloody smell, as if telling him that everything before his eyes was real and not an illusion!

"impossible!"

He clearly remembered that he was still in Tianxu Realm, in that underground cemetery, facing the last ghostly soul, the ancestor of the human race.

"How could I possibly come to this battlefield!"

"Is it still an illusion?"

Many thoughts flashed through Song Changming's mind almost in an instant.

And before him, after the sword light and knife energy exploded, Song Changming saw a billowing white smoke beyond the sword light and knife energy.

To be more precise, it was an endless fog that completely enveloped the sky and the earth, making his visual range quite limited.

Suddenly, thick fog rolled up, and a long and narrow figure suddenly emerged from the white fog.

The head was a strange oval shape, with two extra tumors on the top, and the slight movements seemed like it was breathing.

In addition, this head has a pair of overly narrow eyes, no nose, and a very large mouth that occupies the part of the nose. It can open very wide, revealing a large number of neat and sharp teeth.

Next was this guy's figure, about three meters tall, with slender limbs and neck, a shriveled body, prominent ribs, as if he had no flesh and blood, and a body of pale leather tightly wrapped around his bones.

This is a humanoid creature with a strange and bizarre appearance.

Song Changming has seen all kinds of alien races in the world and the strange structures of all kinds of races. Logically speaking, no matter how strange the creature in front of him looks, it will not touch his heart.

But for some reason, when he first saw this creature, he felt an inexplicable rejection and disgust in his heart, and even felt that its appearance was extremely horrifying.

Such overly strong resistance seemed inexplicable to him.

But he didn't think much about it at the moment and wanted to draw his sword to be on guard.

However, it was only then that he discovered that his God-devouring Sword was no longer on him, his hands were empty, and even his Qiankun Ring that contained the items was nowhere to be seen.

Just as he was wondering, two figures passed him from the left and right behind him.

One of them held a knife and the other held a sword. They were wearing ancient dark robes and had tense expressions.

Energy flowed on their robes, making them sparkle. Their aura continued to rise, reaching its peak in just three or two steps.

When the two of them fought with the strange creature that emerged from the white fog, violent energy instantly exploded with this creature as the center. The power was so great that it was like a nuclear bomb being dropped, and the area within a hundred miles was affected.

However, despite being at the center of the powerful explosion, Song Changming was not hurt at all and was not knocked away.

Song Changming could see that the two men were gritting their teeth, veins and muscles on their necks were bulging, and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Fighting against that strange creature seemed quite difficult, but even though the two men were injured, they did not retreat a single step.

The strange creature slightly widened its pupils, pursed its lips, and raised the corners of its mouth. This weird smile made people shudder.

The two human beings holding swords are already quite powerful, and even Song Changming feels that he may not be sure of defeating them.

However, when faced with this strange creature that emerged from the white fog, the swords in their hands were unable to break through the seemingly thin skin of the other party.

Instead, the strange creature grabbed the swords in the hands of the two men, and amid the trembling and buzzing sounds of the swords, he broke them with his bare hands!

This scene undoubtedly made Song Changming even more frightened.

He could tell that the sword was at least a spiritual treasure, and considering the strength of the two men, he was afraid that the quality of the spiritual treasure in their hands could not be bad.

But in the hands of that strange creature, it was so fragile, as easy as tearing a willow leaf.

The two continued to draw out other weapons and fight with this strange creature.

But the result.
After just a few rounds, the man holding the sword was caught in the waist by the opponent's hand. No matter how he struggled, his waist was immediately deformed.

Before he could even utter a scream, half of his face, covered in blood and flesh, was torn off by the other party in a rapid bite. The scene was horrifying and brutal.

"Ah! Go to hell!" The remaining man with the knife had bloodshot eyes and attacked even more frantically.

But he had lost some of his mind, and the sword in his hand was not as powerful as before.

boom!
The strange creature suddenly swung its other hand and punched, seizing the opportunity to knock the opponent to the ground.

A huge crack appeared on the ground, and Song Changming floated above the crack, watching the scenes before his eyes as a witness and a spectator.

He had long discovered that he could not interfere in this foggy battlefield, and everything in the picture could not touch him, including this strange creature.

The long sword flew down, and in the other hand of the strange creature was the human swordsman.

The opponent's stomach was broken into pieces, his lower body was nowhere to be found, and only his upper body was almost shattered, and he had not yet taken his last breath.

"What on earth is this thing? Why is it so powerful?!" Song Changming was shocked again.

The strange creature raised its hand, extended its long tongue to lick its palm, and rolled the swordsman into its mouth.

At the same time, the fog rolled in.

One after another, strange creatures slowly emerged from it, with their mouths pursed and corners of their lips raised, and they walked past Song Changming.

Song Changming turned his head and saw a giant bird ten thousand meters long flapping its wings, dispersing the large amount of white fog and revealing the battlefield in front of him vaguely.

If he was not mistaken, that giant bird was clearly the appearance of Kunpeng from the ancient clan!

And on the battlefield behind them, countless powerful human beings were fighting fiercely with these numerous strange creatures.

Song Changming even saw many other ancient alien tribes who were also fighting against these strange creatures that emerged from the fog.

The appearance of Kunpeng also attracted the attention of many strange creatures, and they all looked up.

The next moment, countless strange creatures flew into the sky and disappeared into the fog.

When they appeared again, they had already jumped in piles onto Kunpeng in the sky.

Compared with Kunpeng's huge body, they are as tiny as dust.

But it was precisely these dust particles that caused the mighty Kunpeng to wail in pain, fall from the sky, and crash into the vast ocean, splashing a large amount of dark red blood, dyeing the entire sea into a sea of ​​blood!
(End of this chapter)