Versatile Mage: The Crimson Flame Lion, the Strongest Spirit!

Chapter 67: The power of the soul god purifies the power of Hades, the king of the eight dead kings! [Please read]

In the Shayuan, the figure of the armed Tianlong slowly appeared.

Its body was still huge, but the green light seemed a little dim. It was obvious that it had consumed a lot of energy in shattering the evil abyss above the ancient capital battlefield.

And on the dragon head of the armed Tianlong, Li Xuan's figure gradually became clear.

"I really underestimated Sha Yuan's strength." He smiled bitterly, his face as pale as paper.

"Axuan, do you really want to take the risk to seize the power you mentioned?" asked Armed Tianlong.

Although it has been consumed, it still has the power to sweep away everything!

"Ugh!!"

The endless undead below were unable to move due to the momentum of the armed Tianlong, and the weaker ones were directly crushed to death!
"Since I'm here, of course I have to take it." Li Xuan calmed down his breath and said with a smile.

The power of the ancient capital is still not weak, and of course we must take it into our pockets if we have the chance!

"it is good."

The armed Tianlong nodded and flew deeper into the depths with Li Xuan. The cold wind did not hinder it at all.

After a while, they crossed the undead army and arrived at the White Tomb Palace.

The white tomb palace is extremely magnificent. It is made entirely of white jade, which is smooth enough to imprint the sky inside.

It should have looked noble and holy, but in this land of the dead, this white color seemed like a strange white representing death.

"Tear it down!" Li Xuan didn't follow the rules at all.

"Ah."

The armed Tianlong nodded slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his dragon eyes.

It suddenly raised its huge dragon claws, and green light condensed at the tips of the claws, turning into a dazzling blade of light, and slashed fiercely towards the white tomb palace.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the light blade collided with the white tomb palace, a deafening roar erupted.

The tomb palace built of white jade was as fragile as paper under the terrifying power of the armed Tianlong, and a huge crack was torn in an instant.

"Crack——!"

The white tomb palace began to collapse, jade fragments fell like raindrops, and the structure of the entire tomb palace quickly disintegrated under the attack of the armed dragon.

Under this blow, the Ninth Life Bridge collapsed completely.

"let's go!"

Then, Li Xuan stood on the dragon head of the armed Tianlong and flew directly over.

Under absolute power, the so-called life and death are all empty.

Soon, Li Xuan saw the altar.

Because he was in the air, he could see the Blood Throne on top of the altar at a glance.

The Blood Throne is made of red jade, crystal clear and angular, looking like a throne of the king with countless swords inserted upside down!
On the throne was a set of black armor, not stained with any dust.

Even after more than two thousand years, it still reflects the cold light.

He could even see the armor reflecting the cold light, reflecting his own tiny figure like a mirror!

The armor robe was unattended, but it seemed to have its own life. One hand supported the cheek of the helmet, and the body was slightly tilted.
"You came?"

Strange sounds came from all around, and it was impossible to tell where the sounds came from.

His voice was like an echo coming from the distant darkness, illusory and vague.

It was like a voice coming from my heart, the fear I was expressing echoed in my mind.
"I'm here to take you away!" Li Xuan said calmly.

This is the normal script.

"Then come on."

The strange voice sounded again, still so creepy.

"The power of the soul god is coming!"

Li Xuan stared at the Blood Throne, and the next moment, three forces of gold, white and green suddenly gushed out from his body.

They carried Li Xuan's will and rushed towards the armor that exuded a mysterious aura.

"What are you doing?!"

"Of course, I'll take you in!" "Arrogant!"

The strange voice suddenly became furious, obviously angered by Li Xuan's thoughts.

"You are nothing but a trace of evil thought, relying on the evil abyss to absorb life to maintain your consciousness. Don't really want to be a king!"

Li Xuan said sarcastically.

The real ancient king died long ago. This was just a trace of his evil thoughts and the evil soul born from his armor.

This evil spirit didn't possess much power, otherwise Zhan Kong in the original timeline wouldn't have been able to maintain self-awareness.

From this we can see that this slightly evil spirit is nothing more than a baby carrying a treasure.

"Die!"

The moment the three forces touched the armor, the entire space seemed to solidify.

The originally calm Blood Throne suddenly trembled violently, and the blood-red jade emitted a strange light, as if resisting the erosion of this external force.

"Do not!!"

The armor robe moved without wind, surging and roaring like black flames, and a powerful recoil force tried to repel the power of the soul.

Seeing this, Li Xuan injected his own magic power into the power of the soul without reservation.

After the three forces were strengthened, the light became stronger and transformed into three thick energy beams that locked the armor tightly.

"No, absolutely not. It's been two thousand years, and it's just a little bit..."

The armored evil spirit roared madly, but there was nothing it could do about it.

The armed Tianlong was suspended aside, quietly guarding Li Xuan.

The three energy beams transformed from the power of the soul were so dazzling that people could not look directly at them. They were like sharp blades, deeply embedded in the armor.

Under the suppression of this powerful force, the armor's struggle gradually became powerless, and the surging black flames gradually dimmed.

"No...impossible..."

The armored evil spirit's voice became weak and desperate, and its resistance grew weaker.

As time went by, the power of the soul gradually penetrated into every corner of the armor.

The runes on the armor, which originally flashed with strange light, began to change under the baptism of the power of the soul god.

The runes no longer emitted a gloomy aura, but were gradually enveloped by a layer of soft light, as if they were being purified again.

"Well--!"

Finally, with an unwilling roar, the consciousness of the armored evil soul completely dissipated.

The armor on the Blood Throne was now quietly suspended in the air, no longer showing any signs of resistance.

"Nightwing, this power is given to you."

Li Xuan looked calm. He raised his hand, removed the impurities from the armor, condensed it into a ball of pure energy, and then sent it into the Wanxiang Gate.

Then, he looked down and said in a low voice, "Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

As soon as the words fell, the graceful figure of Jiuyouhou slowly emerged from the void.

At this moment, her demeanor was completely different from before, no longer the almighty Undead Queen.

He bowed respectfully, his voice trembling with a barely perceptible tremor, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"That's interesting. I'm a human, how can I be the king of you undead?"

Li Xuan looked down at Jiuyou from a high position, his eyes full of interest.

"Whoever obtains that power will be the king of the eight dead kings. This is a mark in our souls." Queen Jiuyou replied respectfully.

"Even if you want us to commit suicide, we will do it!"

"Haha, that's it."

Li Xuan took a quick look at the impurities stripped out by the power of the Lord of the Underworld.

These include the memories of the ancient king, various lost magic circles, and the method of controlling the Sha Yuan.

Of course, there is also a way to make the kings of all directions die on their own.

ps: Thank you all for reading!

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