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Chapter 1562

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The God Perishing Peak …

The place where the Supremacy of Dongling hid.

The main battlefield that was most frequently used in the Battle of the North East Region.

The Great Ominous Place.

There were a few Supremacies of Dongling who died here.

However, on this mountain, each and every one of them had preserved the last bit of Soul Formation aura that they had left behind before dying.

Once Dongling faced a true disaster, the sleeping spirits in the mountain would be awakened for the last time by the Soul Formation bones and blood!

Their power would never be used to feed the enemy. They would only choose the successor who wanted to protect Dongling!

Boom!

A golden-armored God of War stood up.

His long beard touched the ground and he held a giant Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand. He looked at the white-robed swordsman and smiled.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! The Dragon Slaying Sovereign! "Lian Zizhuo gasped. He was very familiar with the names of the previous Supreme Martial Artists.

Boom!

A pretty girl rose from the crack in the stone.

Her lips were red like flowers and there was a red birthmark at the corner of her eye.

"The Pure Spirit Supreme!"

She had a very high status among the previous Supreme Martial Artists. Not only was she a girl, but she was also not a human. She was a Connate Living Being like the stone monkey!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shadows that only existed in legends seemed to have torn apart time and space, stepping out of the vanishing time with great difficulty.

Lian Zizhuo's breathing quickened as if he had seen … something sacred!

"The Spirit of the God Perishing Mountain … I've heard of it. However, they have been sleeping for too long. I've tried but I couldn't wake them up. So that scheming swordsman has been here too. He knows more than me. These spirits have not completely disappeared. However, sacrificing one Soul Formation Cultivator is not enough. I need two … I need two …"

Mo Lixue's almost deranged ramblings reverberated in Zhen Xiaoxiao's mind.

"Maybe that guy wants to save me …"

"His first step was to weaken the power of the Divine Wind Wall in front of the Death God Peak when he discovered the danger of the Realm War. That way, the Northern Rock Barbaric Ancestors would most likely choose the Death God Peak where the Realm Wall is the weakest!"

"The second step is to invite me as a blood sacrifice and scheme against my cultivation, allowing him to break through to the Dragon realm. At the same time, he will take my blood and bones and turn them into bone blades!"

"The third step is to bet everything on Zi Zhuo. If this time, the Northern Rock Barbarian Army is not strong, then Zi Zhuo, with our blood-refined magic weapons, has a 40-50% chance of bringing Dongling through this disaster."

"But … once the military power of the Northern Rock Tribe exceeds his imagination, he will sacrifice the Ten Blades and return to Dongling Sky!"

"Apart from that, there's still the fifth step! The fifth step! How did that guy, who was usually strict and inflexible, become such a cunning wolf when it came to battle? If Northern Yan was so well-prepared that he couldn't stop him from returning to Dongling, then he and the bone knife were the keys to awaken the Perishing Gods! It was to give Zi Zhuo a chance to turn the tables! "

"But this time, the situation is worse than expected. Zi Zhuo is possessed, and his body can no longer withstand it. Luckily, there's still you …"

"And you, Xiaoxiao!" He spoke very quickly, deducing the cause and effect layer by layer. The old demon let out a shrill roar in Zhen Xiaoxiao's sea of consciousness!

"I, Dragon Slayer, am willing to lend my strength to help you slay another dragon!"

"I, Pure Spirit, will protect this land for generations to come!"

"I, Kuang Jue …"

"I, Liu An …"

The shadows of Dongling Supremes appeared and disappeared, quickly merging into the beast smoke surging around Zhen Xiaoxiao.

"Zhen Xiaoxiao, thank you!"

Finally, Shen Wujiang's ethereal voice echoed in Zhen Xiaoxiao's ears.

"Ahhhhh!"

The terrifying fate and Spirit Severing enlightenment, along with the remnant thoughts, pushed Zhen Xiaoxiao's aura all the way, infinitely close to the Late Spirit Severing Peak, until … he broke through that critical point!

The third step!

The third step cultivator, this is Dongling's … God-Slaying Blade!

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