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Chapter 1878

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The smooth cliff wall began to slide again.

But unlike last time, this time it took away the clones of nine Saints and Holy Monarchs.

The footprints of ten thousand miles.

The Killing Sound Formation was laid around the mountain.

The Killing Sound Formation was used to confuse the enemy, forcing the Saints who were worried about the sneak attack of the curved blades into the valley.

The Killing Sound Formation was used as a cover for the real holy wind crossing.

It was easy to say and the plan was very clear. The target that Xie Tian helped even took down effortlessly, comparable to all the previous gains.

But only Xie Tian's three mouthfuls of blood and his pale face showed how difficult it was to successfully complete this simple layout.

Difficult or not, the stunning beauty and the curved blades didn't care.

What they cared about was, why?

Why do you work so hard for someone who forgot you?

Why do you work so hard for me?

The two curved blades were stunned.

The stunning beauty was shocked.

But they didn't have time to think.

Because Xie Tian, who had done such a big thing, just smiled happily, didn't care about healing, and didn't show off in the slightest. He was ready to run.

Seeing the fake Rakshasa once again enter the stealth state that even he was quite amazed by, the curved blade felt like it was struck by lightning.

"He, has been being chased …"

And it was this person who had been chased by almost everyone, who was still using his life to help him.

He was just a former Emperor.

He just called himself the Emperor.

But it couldn't be denied that he had a heart that only a Great Emperor had.

This emperor's heart that had been tempered for countless years was cold and ruthless.

Even so, seeing the fake Rakshasa ready to run, the curved blade's heart trembled imperceptibly.

And this tremble also seemed to shake out a familiar scene.

The scene was blurred.

It seemed to be a cave.

A teenager whose face couldn't be seen clearly, with all his bones and tendons broken, rushed out of the astral wind that could kill him ten thousand times, fell unconscious, and blood flowed on the ground.

He sucked the teenager's blood and hibernated in the teenager's body. After doing all this, he, who had gone against the cause and effect, shot out a subtle black light from the blade, erasing the astral wind that could kill the teenager ten thousand times.

The memory made his heart tremble.

Just as he was about to immerse himself in it, it was gone.

Stunned.

Mad.

Angry.

Calm down.

The curved blade calmed down and returned to the emperor's heart.

The Emperor's Heart was ice-cold, most suitable for thinking.

"He really does know me. That young man over there must be him …."

"But there's no reason for him to help me like this, unless he has something to ask of me …"

Beg for what?

It was obvious.

Just as the scimitar was about to shiver, it suddenly stopped.

"Does he really need this emperor to save him …?"

He transformed into a fake Rakshasa.

Teasing the three parties.

He had caused the deaths of three Innate Saints.

Stunning killing, concealment, scheming …

After thinking about it carefully, Scimitar realized that as long as the fake Rakshasa did not seek his own death, he would not die.

However, the other party was courting death.

"Furthermore, it started when I killed that little bald donkey …"

No.

No.

His calm thinking allowed Scimitar to realize that Xie Tian had courted death even earlier.

This was when Xie Tian first learned about the Dark Palace Sacred War.

Realizing this, the curved blade's mind rumbled as tens of thousands of lightning bolts struck unceasingly.

Because this point in time was closely linked to the reason why the fake Rakshasa Xie Tian risked his life to help him.

"Sigh …"

Scimitar's faint sigh awakened the dazed beauty.

Even though she was absent-minded, there was still a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.

But even she did not know whether this mocking smile was for herself or for the stupid Xie Tian.

"Not bad, very successful. Using your wisdom, strength, and even your life, you helped someone who did not know you to capture nine doppelgangers, heh …"

Her beautiful eyes turned, and the gaze of the stunning beauty fell on the curved blade.

"And you are also deeply touched, it seems that you have recalled some fragmented memories, it's really touching …"

However, there was not the slightest touch on her face, only more and more mocking.

"I just don't know what you plan to do after recalling some fragmented memories …"

"Will you continue to be ruthless by relying on the emperor's heart that sees the common people as ants, or will you let the faint touch contaminate the emperor's heart and fall into the mortal world …"

After murmuring, the stunning beauty lazily leaned against the black bed and looked down.

Below.

Xie Tian was about to leave.

It was not that he did not want to communicate with the Dark Blade.

But the Dark Blade could not remember him, and he did not have time to stay, he could only continue to escape to the end.

"Let's get out of this place first, then see who imitated me and helped me open the lock of the Saint's aura …"

This was also the fundamental reason why his joy could not last.

But when he took a step, he suddenly found that he could not move.

Head.

Blood eyes.

Neck.

Hands and feet.

His entire body could not move.

"Dark Blade, you …"

As if already expecting that he would hear these two unpleasant words, the curved blade had already disappeared before it stopped Xie Tian.

"I never owe favors, let alone favors from an ant like you!"

Shen Wushuang, who was trying his best to stop the Ruins of God's ferry, suddenly had a change of expression!

"How dare you!"

Before the two words left his mouth, eighteen shields of different colors instantly appeared around him, wrapping him up tightly without leaving a single gap!

But before the eighteen shields closed, two rays of saber light had already appeared five meters away from Shen Wushuang.

"Meaning of karma!"

Shen Wushuang's eyes narrowed to the size of needles!

"Damn it, explode!"

Boom!

Shen Wushuang, who could not stop the curved blade in time, suddenly erupted with an aura stronger than when he fused with the phantom!

Poof!

Tai Wei vomited blood and was sent flying!

Clang!

The saber light clashed and disappeared!

"Peak Great Sage! Half-step Daozu! "

Tai Wei was shocked!

The curved blade was horrifying!

How could they have expected that Shen Wushuang still had a trick up his sleeve!

"Damn it!"

The eighteen shields became transparent as they spun, wrapping around the ashen-faced Shen Wushuang.

The phantom's potential had been exhausted, and it was now invincible in the Ruins of God!

"But what's the use of being invincible!"

Shen Wushuang was furious!

Because of the eruption of his cultivation, the time he could stay in the Celestial World had been greatly reduced, and now he was no different from Tai Wei!

Feeling the pressure of the world's will on him, Shen Wushuang knew that he had to end the battle quickly, but …

"The meaning of karma, the reverse of karma, who is the existence in the Ruins of God …"

It was not important that he could not guess the other's identity.

What was important was that with such an expert, fighting head-on was the stupidest thing to do!

"I wonder which fellow daoist is here." Shen Wushuang suppressed his anger and looked at the place where the saber light had appeared in Silence, "If you don't participate in this, I will thank you greatly!"

Thank you was not important.

Half-step Daozu was not important.

What was important was that the word "fellow daoist" was like stepping the curved blade in the mud.

Scimitar could not even stand the words "Evil Blade", much less a mere ant calling it a fellow cultivator. Therefore, Unrivaled Combat God's response was still a flash of sword gleam filled with killing intent.

The moment before the saber light appeared, the cold vibrating sound of the curved blade rang in Tai Wei's ears.

"Pick up your young master, let's go!"

Tai Wei's body shook!

"Thank you, fellow daoist!"

Holding back the urge to stab Tai Wei in the back, the curved blade looked coldly at Shen Wushuang in the void.

"Such an annoying existence, why didn't I kill him before I died!"

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