allendalepharm Chapter 3322 Lesser Fullness (Shut Up)
Chapter 3322 Lesser Fullness (Shut Up)
The blinding white light instantly engulfed hundreds of Yin soldiers, blasting the gap that was about to close open once again.
"Chirp—!"
Next up is the four-winged yellow phosphorus bird.
Its wings were broken, so it could not fly and ran on the ground.
It charged into the sea of fire, detonating the demon core within its body.
Poisonous fire filled the sky, forcing back the ghostly soldiers who wanted to approach.
"Ouch——"
Finally, there's the Four-Eyed Spirit Wolf.
It glanced back at Yang Rui, who was lying on the turtle's back, its eyes filled with longing.
Then, without hesitation, it pounced on a Ghost King in the Tribulation Transcending stage who was trying to ambush Yang Rui.
Boom!
There was another loud noise.
Three level-eight demonic beasts.
Yang Rui regarded him as a partner whose life depended on it.
At that moment, they all transformed into dazzling fireworks, just to send him off on his journey.
Yang Rui lay on the turtle's back, watching the bursting blood flowers, his heart numb with pain.
Nearly.
closer.
at last.
The Iron Spirit Turtle broke through the last line of defense and arrived at Chen Heng's side.
At this moment, Chen Heng remained in that kneeling position.
He held Ning Shuang's body tightly in his arms, his eyes were closed, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and his breath was extremely weak.
The Myriad Ghosts Demon God Body within him had already collapsed, and he was suffering the torture of being devoured by myriad ghosts.
But he still didn't let go.
"Elder brother..."
Yang Rui rolled off the turtle's back and crawled to Chen Heng's side.
He reached out, wanting to touch his senior brother's face, but found his hand trembling violently.
"Senior Brother, don't be afraid."
"Fourth Junior Brother has arrived."
"Junior brother... has come to keep you company."
Yang Rui turned around with difficulty, his back to Chen Heng and Ning Shuang.
He spread his arms and stood in front of his senior brother and junior sister.
In front.
With no one to stop them, countless ghostly soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave once more.
Those hideous ghost faces and those greedy ghost eyes grew larger and larger in Yang Rui's eyes.
He covered his lips with his hand and coughed desperately.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Third Senior Brother, shall we go?"
"This extreme cultivation world has already turned into hell. Where can I take my senior brother?"
Then he gave a bitter smile, staring intently at the ghostly soldiers that kept surging in like a tidal wave.
"bring it on!"
"Come all!"
"Cough cough cough, I'll kill you all!"
The remaining spiritual energy within Yang Rui's body began to reverse wildly.
His body began to swell, and bloody cracks appeared on his skin, revealing a dazzling golden light.
Even if it means my soul is scattered to the winds, I will drag these evil spirits down with me!
"don't want--!!!"
In the distance, Hua Nian watched this scene with tears streaming down her face.
She tried to rush over like a madwoman, but was held back by several ghostly soldiers.
"Yang Rui!"
However, Yang Rui could no longer hear it.
His consciousness began to blur, and the world began to spin.
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fifth Junior Sister..."
"Wait for me."
"Let's go back to Kunlun together."
Just as Yang Rui was about to detonate his dantian and perish together with all the ghosts, at the critical moment...
"I won't let you die!!!"
Hua Nian's voice suddenly rang out.
Suddenly, an extremely cold and pure yin energy burst forth from her body.
"puff--!"
Hua Nian suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.
In that instant, her once black hair turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Countless black threads formed from yin energy emerged from the tips of her ten fingers and from her body.
These threads, as fine as hair, carried a chilling glint.
They disregarded spatial distance, moving with lightning speed, instantly traversing the battlefield hundreds of feet wide.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
The Yin soldiers who were originally rushing towards Yang Rui were instantly pierced through by these black silk threads.
"Roar?"
The ghostly soldiers let out confused roars.
They want to break free of these thin threads.
But the next second, they were horrified to discover that these seemingly fragile threads were actually tougher than the hardest steel.
Even more terrifying.
These threads are frantically devouring the ghostly energy within them!
"Get out of here!!!"
Hua Nian floated in mid-air, her white hair dancing wildly.
She plucked the strings with her ten fingers, as if manipulating countless marionettes.
The black threads tightened instantly.
"what--!"
Thousands upon thousands of ghostly soldiers let out painful cries.
Their bodies were strangled, cut, and dismembered by threads.
The ghost tide that was about to engulf Yang Rui was actually stopped three zhang away by this seemingly weak woman all by herself!
The whole audience was shocked.
Even Zhou Wenlun and Ghost Lord were stunned.
"This is……"
Zhou Wenlun narrowed his eyes, a hint of apprehension flashing in them.
"A born Yin spirit?!"
"This girl actually possesses an extremely Yin constitution, a rare find even in ten thousand years!"
"No wonder...no wonder she could manipulate yin energy into threads!"
"What a promising talent! This is simply the perfect vessel for cultivating the Ghost Path!"
Hua Nian couldn't hear any of this.
She is currently enduring immense pain.
Forcibly awakening her constitution and overdrawing her life force to control these yin threads is causing her body to rapidly collapse.
Blood flowed down her face, from her nostrils and ears.
It stained her snow-white clothes red.
She looked at the man in the distance who was about to self-destruct, her eyes filled with stubbornness and madness.
"Yang Rui, I won't let you die... I won't..."
Protected by the black silk, Yang Rui's golden light gradually dimmed.
The self-destruction was interrupted.
He stared blankly at the woman who was suspended in the air, with a full head of white hair and blood flowing from her seven orifices, yet still protecting him with all her might.
My heart felt like it had been violently struck by something.
"Little... Niannian..."
Yang Rui's eyes were red.
What merit or ability does he possess to make such a woman risk her life for him to this extent?
"Silly girl……"
"does it worth?"
Although Hua Nian couldn't hear, it seemed as if they were telepathically connected.
She gave him a poignant smile from mid-air.
"worth!"
Zhou Wenlun watched this scene, his face so gloomy it could drip water.
"A bunch of ants, yet they are so loyal and devoted."
"Unfortunately, this only makes me feel even more disgusted!"
He turned to look at Hu Xiaoman, who was being held by Hu Qingye, and a cruel smile once again appeared on his lips.
"Xiaoman, did you see that?"
"That woman trapped the ghost soldiers."
"Yang Rui is not dead yet."
Zhou Wenlun's voice was like a demonic chant, constantly stimulating the soul seed in Hu Xiaoman's sea of consciousness.
"Go and kill him."
"Kill Yang Rui."
Hu Xiaoman's body began to tremble violently.
The red light in her eyes turned violent again, and a beast-like growl escaped her throat.
"Kill...kill..."
She suddenly shoved Hu Qingye away.
The force was astonishing; even Hu Qingye was pushed back several steps.
"Xiaoman!"
Hu Qingye wanted to step forward again, but saw that Hu Xiaoman had already raised the Nine Spirit Hairpin in her hand.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Yang Rui in the distance.
"Zhou Wenlun, shut up!"
Fox Qingye roared, his eyes burning with blue flames.
"That's her senior brother!"
"You're making her kill her own senior brother; you'll ruin her!"