In just a few minutes, the thick smell of blood filled the air. All the soldiers were ready to fight to the death.
Blood stained everyone's clothes. Although they were exhausted and their physical condition was getting worse, it didn't stop them from killing.
At this moment, the Suanni's hands that were forming seals were already trembling slightly. Its entire body was drenched in sweat, and its skin had even started to crack. Fine sand and dust were being emitted from the pores all over its body.
After he used the 'Black Tortoise Suppressing the Four Directions', it would accelerate the backlash of the forbidden technique!
Originally, he would only suffer the backlash after 15 minutes of activating the forbidden technique. But now, because he was using the 'Black Tortoise Suppression', the backlash was coming even faster. In less than fifteen minutes, the backlash from the forbidden technique would arrive.
Finally, after maintaining the Black Tortoise Suppression for a few minutes, the Black Tortoise Head could no longer maintain it, allowing the Dark Cult Master to break out of the cocoon!
Accompanied by a loud bang, the entire Black Tortoise virtual image suddenly collapsed, shattering like a piece of glass.
The Dark Hierarch broke out of the cocoon with the Dark Scythe in his hand. He turned into a sharp black light and landed on the Nightmare Head. The Nightmare Head spat out a mouthful of blood.
Is it over? Denglong raised his head and looked at the sky. The Dark Scythe had pierced through his heart, and the sand that was seeping out of his pores gradually corroded his body.
Just before he died, his mind went back to his childhood.
Great power was not used to harm others, but to protect others.
You must remember that you will eventually become the Island Lord of our Round Turtle Island!
You have the bloodline of the Black Tortoise in your body. A man of character should be able to endure.
Child, your father's days are numbered, so I'll leave Round Turtle Island to you in the future.
Old memories flashed through his mind. He still remembered how his father had taught him when he was young.
He still remembered that he was the only one of the previous Island Masters of Round Turtle Island who carried the Black Tortoise bloodline.
It was precisely because of this that he had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of Round Turtle Island.
With great power came great responsibility.
Now that things had come to this, he did not regret activating the forbidden technique to block the Door of Darkness.
At the very least, before he died, he could still do his bit for Round Turtle Island.
At the very least, the title of the Island Lord of Round Turtle Island would not be buried.
The Cult Leader of the Dark Cult suddenly grinned. His lower body had already been completely devoured by the sand, and he had turned into half a statue.
The Cult Leader of the Dark Cult did not continue attacking, knowing that the Nightmare Head would definitely die. Even if Emperor Wu came personally, he would not be able to save the situation.
I'll wait for you in hell, hahahaha!
Accompanied by a laugh without regret, the Bi 'an's entire body was swallowed by the sand and dust, turning into a statue that stood towering between heaven and earth.
Hmph! He was overestimating himself. The Dark Hierarch snorted coldly and waved his scythe. In an instant, the statue in front of him turned into ashes.
Bastard! I'll kill you! Qian Bei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He did not hesitate to burn his own life force to raise his power to the extreme and charged toward the Dark Hierarch.
Put an end to this farce and end your pathetic lives! The Pope of the Dark Church spread out his hands. Suddenly, black gas appeared, and a terrifying energy that could topple mountains and overturn seas spread out from the Pope of the Dark Church.
Thousand-mile Kill!
At this moment, Qian Bei's body suddenly stopped, and his face was full of surprise. He only felt that in the void, there seemed to be something grabbing him, making him unable to move.
In the next second, the Pope of the Dark Hierarch's body suddenly disappeared.
A hundred times faster than the speed of sound, he arrived in an instant!
Bang!
Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the Pope of the Dark Hierarch held the scythe and pierced through Qian Bei's body.
A destructive shock wave, like a flood, spread out crazily in all directions.
Within a radius of a thousand meters, all the soldiers turned into ashes in an instant.
Just the remaining power of the Thousand-mile Kill had killed nearly fifty thousand soldiers.
In less than ten minutes, Tu Shenzong's million-strong army was left with less than a hundred thousand soldiers.
After the smoke dispersed, a huge pit appeared on the ground, full of blood. Qian Bei lay in the center of the pit, his eyes lifeless. There was a huge wound on his abdomen, which went through his body from the front to the back, and his internal organs could be seen.
The Pope of the Dark Hierarch put his hands behind his back. Everything had been settled.
Is it over? Qian Bei could not help but smile bitterly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the soldiers exploding the bombs one after another, and saw the ground full of broken limbs and broken bodies.
He also saw the army of the Dark Sect chasing after the army of the East Sea Alliance from afar. He was also unwilling to fall like this.
However, he was now completely exhausted, and the backfire of the forbidden technique had already arrived.
The whole world became extremely oppressive. Even though Qian Bei and Ma Tou had fallen, the soldiers were still fighting with all their might, wanting to drag one or two down with them before they died.
At the last moment of the chaotic battle, a graceful figure suddenly appeared from afar, running towards Qian Bei.
Qian Bei, I'm here to accompany you. This graceful figure was the woman who was knocked unconscious by Qian Bei earlier.
At this moment, the woman was weeping, and her eyes were full of sorrow.
Why are you here! Didn't I tell you to leave!? Qian Bei immediately shouted at the woman. Even though his voice had become very weak, it was not hard to hear the hysteria in it.
I can't be with you in life, but can't I be with you in death? The woman pursed her lips and gently rested her head on Qian Bei's chest.
Qian Bei helplessly revealed a bitter smile. He raised his hand with difficulty and gently pulled the woman into his embrace. He painfully said, "Why did you do this! I am not worth it for you to do this!
The road to the Yellow Springs is dark, remember not to leave me behind again. " The woman revealed a sad smile, like a withering rose. The dagger in her hand directly stabbed into her abdomen.
She was already satisfied to be able to die together with the man she loved.
Qinger Qian Bei touched the woman's hair reluctantly.
The woman's life also gradually disappeared along with Qian Bei's.
In the end, the woman fell into Qian Bei's embrace. Even in death, she still maintained a smile.
Qinger! What I owe you, I will repay it in my next life! Qian Bei shed tears of regret. He hated himself for not being able to give this woman happiness. He hated himself for becoming the Island Lord of Thousand Illusions Island.
Every Island Lord of Thousand Illusions Island could not marry and have children.
This was because of the restrictions of the cultivation method they practiced. They had to maintain their virginity in order to cultivate.
Because of this, every Island Lord of Thousand Illusions Island would choose a talented cultivator from among the islanders.
Qian Bei did not know who his parents were. In his mind, he had almost forgotten the appearance of the previous Island Lord of Thousand Illusions Island.
In his mind, he only remembered a sentence that someone had told him when he was a child.
From today onwards, you are the successor of the Island Lord.
In this life, you must give up your life to protect Thousand Illusions Island.
Nine Heavens Divine Emperor
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