His divine soul shook!
At this moment, the Fantasy Dancer was undoubtedly in an extremely dangerous situation.
The battle was not as simple as he had imagined. Phantom Dancer did not have much of an advantage.
Even though tens of millions of years had passed, even though the Real God's Godly Soul Power was not complete and had been greatly depleted by the passage of time. However, a True God was still a True God.
No matter how strong Phantom Dancer was, she could only fight with the True God to the point where both sides would suffer.
The only good thing was that Phantom Dancer's injuries were not as serious as the True God's.
Phantom Dancer had done everything she could and could do.
Now, all that was left was to rely on Wang Chen.
At this thought, Phantom Dancer loudly urged Wang Chen.
"Got it!"
When he heard Phantom Dancer's words, Wang Chen snapped out of his daze and shuddered.
His mind had wandered? This was a huge mistake.
Being distracted at this moment could ruin the entire situation.
If the True God came back to his senses, what would happen?
Wang Chen could not help but feel a lingering fear.
It was enough to show how fierce and crazy the battle had been.
Not daring to hesitate any longer, Wang Chen dashed toward the True God's Divine Soul in a flash, which was extremely weak and seemed like it could be destroyed at any time.
"No …"
When the True God saw Wang Chen's divine soul approaching, a great sense of crisis swept over him. He roared in dissatisfaction.
Failure?
How could this be?
That's right, the True God felt defeat and death.
This time, it was a true death.
How could this be?
The True God could not accept this.
How many years had he spent, how many preparations had he made, and how much price had he paid?
For this day, how long had he accompanied this pile of skeletons in the cold earth?
Victory was right in front of his eyes.
But now, his hopes had been shattered.
From heaven to hell? Perhaps that was what it felt like.
The True God's divine soul's face contorted.
"Phantom Dancer, I can't accept this!
！ Why? Why did you make me your enemy? Why did you help him? If it weren't for you, I would have returned to the world. Why are you doing this … "
In the outside world, the remaining strand of his Divine Soul power was unable to gather at all, and was met with great resistance.
Meanwhile, he had been heavily injured by Phantom Dancer!
The source of all their failures was the Phantom Dance.
This made the True God really unwilling.
He glared at Phantom Dancer and roared.
"Your era is truly coming to an end!"
Phantom Dancer sighed softly when she heard the True God's roar.
"Suppress!"
While Phantom Dance was sighing, Wang Chen's God's Soul had already arrived in front of the Real God's God's Soul.
With a complicated seal in his hand, Wang Chen pressed down on the Real God.
Phantom Dancer had made this talisman at the last minute. This was a primordial talisman seal! Only such a seal could completely restrain a True God, right?
Buzz …
As the talisman was formed, Wang Chen felt that his Divine Soul Power was being extracted at a terrifying rate.
In the blink of an eye, a wave of extremely terrifying energy was forcibly extracted. This energy turned into a strange seal and blasted into the True God's body!
As the talisman was imprinted, the Real God's body trembled.
"Arghhhh …"
A series of howls resounded.
At this moment, the True God, who used to be almighty and omnipotent, was howling like a wild dog and rolling on the ground.
"Come to me!"
Seeing this, Wang Chen took a deep breath and steadied his Divine Soul power. He activated the energy of the Reincarnation Nascent Soul and forcefully swept up the True God's Soul Remnant.
Swoosh …
A huge door opened, and Wang Chen's Divine Soul power seemed to bring the True God's Soul back to the outside world.
The True God's Soul was swallowed by the Reincarnation Nascent Soul!
"Refine!"
With full concentration, Wang Chen immersed himself in cultivation.
The True God's Soul!
Right now, Wang Chen was refining the True God's Soul?
Wang Chen wanted to see how powerful the True God's Soul was.
Would the True God have thought that this day would come?
He would probably never have thought about it, right?
And he didn't have the chance to think about it anymore.
Because the initiative was now in Wang Chen's hands.
…
In the outside world! The Land of Withered Bones!
Wang Chen, who was originally struggling, no longer struggled.
His pained expression was gone, and it was replaced by endless seriousness.
Holding his breath and concentrating, Wang Chen quietly sat cross-legged in the middle of the pile of withered bones and immersed himself in cultivation.
"No!
… "
In the distance, seeing this scene, the South Sea Venerable, who was entangled by Yue Xiong, let out a desperate roar.
His eyes were red, and he seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.
Despair?
At this moment, despair was everything to the South Sea Venerable.
Was Wang Chen's action not enough to explain everything?
The True God's aura was retracted.
Wang Chen's aura was still there.
The True God failed?
How could this be …
After thousands of years of hard work, it was all for naught in the end?
In the midst of the roar, the South Sea Venerable's face turned pale!
Bang …
And in this split second, the South Sea Venerable, who originally had the upper hand, was severely injured by Yue Xiong!
When experts of this level fought, it was all about a hair's breadth.
To be distracted in such a battle? If this wasn't courting death, what was?
The South Sea Venerable was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.
And Yue Xiong? He followed closely behind them!
At this moment, Yue Xiong wouldn't give the South Sea Venerable a chance!
The battle between Yue Xiong and the South Sea Venerable was gradually turning the tables.
Wu Qingxue and Chi Mei?
Facing Chi Mei, Wu Qingxue was already at a disadvantage.
Now, looking at the scene in the distance, Wu Qingxue gave up resisting.
A complicated expression flashed across her face!
Disappointed? It seemed so! But it wasn't obvious.
It was more like a sigh of relief, or even a little relieved?
"Not fighting anymore?"
Chi Mei looked at Wu Qingxue, who had stopped defending, and sighed.
As if she knew this would be the result.
"We lost!"
Wu Qingxue smiled bitterly. "Back then, you made the right choice. Perhaps this was a plan that shouldn't have been carried out! "
Sighing, Wu Qingxue murmured.
She looked into the distance and let out a long sigh.
It was as if she had let go of everything, as if she had let go of her stubbornness!
"Yes! A plan that shouldn't have been carried out. I know you. Did you come this far because of the South Sea Venerable? She's gone crazy! "
Chi Mei looked at the South Sea Venerable in the distance, who was caught in Yue Xiong's frenzied attacks, and sighed.
Wu Qingxue?
Perhaps no one knew Wu Qingxue better than Chi Mei.
Not the South Sea Venerable.
Because the South Sea Venerable only cared about the True God.
Wu Qingxue? To the South Sea Venerable, she was just a tool. A tool that was being held hostage.
What did Wu Qingxue think? Did the South Sea Venerable care?
Just like how she thought back then, the South Sea Venerable did not care.
She was fanatical and paranoid about plans.
"Kill me!"
Wu Qingxue smiled bitterly when she heard the South Sea Venerable's words. She slowly closed her eyes and said softly.
Death? That was the price of a loser.
Wu Qingxue knew very well!
She knew very well what she had done today.
She knew very well what she was facing.
Today, perhaps the True God would return, and Wu Qingxue would walk on the path of endless glory.
Or Wang Chen would win, and Wu Qingxue would pay the price with her life.
Wu Qingxue knew all of this.
Perhaps this outcome was not bad?
Death?
Thinking of death, Wu Qingxue felt no fear, only relief! Or perhaps, this was a kind of relief for Wu Qingxue?
"Kill you? Why? You don't deserve to die! Is this what you really think? Relief? Not this kind of relief! Have you ever fulfilled your wish in your life? You have always lived in the shadows of the South Sea Venerable and the True God. Your life has never been your own master. Now is a chance! "
Chi Mei walked in front of Wu Qingxue and helped her tidy her long hair, sighing.
She was just a pitiful person.
Wu Qingxue did not deserve to die.
At least, that was what Chi Mei thought.
"Self? Have I ever had a self? Haha... perhaps? I really haven't! Relief? This is a kind of relief! Otherwise? Who would let me go? "
Wu Qingxue sighed.
For the past thousands of years, had she ever done as she pleased? Had she ever acted according to her own wishes?
Now that she thought about it, Wu Qingxue could not help but laugh at herself! It seemed that she really had not.
She had hesitated once, the biggest hesitation. Thousands of years ago, when she faced Zhan Wangu, Wu Qingxue had wanted to stop the South Sea Venerable, but she had failed in the end. And that time, the best chance to find herself had been lost.
What followed was thousands of years of muddle-headedness.
Until this time, when Wu Qingxue wanted to stop the South Sea Venerable again.
Unfortunately, she had not done so in the end!
Thinking of this, Wu Qingxue sighed.
Self, to Wu Qingxue, was so close, but also so far away!
"He might not want you to die!"
Chi Mei turned to look into the distance.
Chi Mei glanced at Wang Chen, who was quietly sitting cross-legged in the storm, and a glimmer of light flashed across her eyes.
"He won't forgive me!"
Wu Qingxue's smile was somewhat poignant!
She had let it go. Why was there still a trace of desire?
"That's not up to you to decide! Come and see the ending with me? "
Chi Mei looked at Wu Qingxue and smiled.
"The ending? I'm a little curious! "
Wu Qingxue thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
At this moment, her smile was no longer disguised as it was in the past. Instead, it had become pure and sincere!
"Yes! I'm curious! Hehe … let's go and take a look. A True God seems to have some power to resist! "
Chi Mei narrowed her eyes.
"He lost! There's no hope. As for Xiyue … "
Looking at the South Sea Venerable in the distance, Wu Qingxue opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Her? There's no turning back! Let her be. Let Yue Xiong fight her. If she lives, it's her fate. If she dies, it's her fate! "
Chi Mei said hesitantly.
Chi Mei had mixed feelings about Lin Xiyue.
Die?
She did not want the South Sea Venerable to die.
But could the South Sea Venerable not die?
It seemed impossible!
Watch her die before his eyes? Send her to her death? Chi Mei could not do it.
Thousands of years of sisterhood could not be erased.
The best way was to avoid it!
Taking a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, Chi Mei pulled Wu Qingxue and walked into the distance.
They did not go to the South Sea Venerable's battlefield, nor did they go to Wang Chen's place of cultivation. They did not approach Yu Qianqiu.
Instead, he retreated a thousand meters and looked at the world from afar. He looked at the center of the storm and at the figure sitting cross-legged in the storm!
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