Chapter 1813 Ning Shentong Si

"You..."

Being choked by Baihucheng's words, Gui Lao's face became even more terrifying. Situ Reading

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He understood the situation in front of him. If Baihucheng used the holy weapon with all his strength, he would probably not get any benefit, and it might even be difficult for him to leave safely.

As for the holy weapon, of course he couldn't give it to others, but since he knew its whereabouts, he was not in a hurry.

When he returned to Kaiyuan Upper City and asked for help, he didn't worry that the other party would not return it.

Moreover... that little warrior actually had two kinds of strange fire on him. The temptation of such treasures to the holy realm warriors was not comparable to that of a holy weapon.

"You have to think clearly about the consequences of offending my Qing family in Kaiyuan Upper City. If you can return the holy weapon, my Qing family can also give up the past grudges and make peace with you."

Although he thought so in his heart, he was still very unwilling to see the holy weapon in the hands of the other party.

"Haha, who wants to make peace with you? Those who chased my brother deserve to die."

"If you keep on talking nonsense, I will let this holy weapon drink all the blood in your body."

Sensing Ning Shentong who was about to explode out of control, Bai Hucheng did not dare to delay and roared and scolded him.

Now. Only he can suppress Ning Shentong.

The premise is that this difficult old ghost must be driven away.

"Hehe... I want to see today, how can you help me under my constraints?"

The old ghost kept laughing.

Although he was unwilling to work for the three sects, he was unwilling to leave easily.

He didn't care about Ning Shentong's life or death, but if Ning Shentong exploded and was lucky enough to injure Bai Hucheng, it might give him a chance to take back the holy weapon.

If it was really as he thought, his status would definitely be greatly improved after returning to the Qing family.

"Old thing half buried in the ground, I really...give you face."

Bai Hucheng's eyebrows were raised, his tiger eyes were as bright as cold stars, his blood became as vigorous as rainbows, and rumbling holy power rushed in all directions.

"White Tiger Holy Art: Holy Appearance Thousand Elephants!"

With a roar, he had no time to entangle with the old ghost, and directly performed the most powerful move of the three white tiger styles. As the complicated seals in his hands evolved, his five fingers suddenly pointed at the void.

Endless light rose from his feet and shot towards the sky.

In the haze, a giant figure condensed into substance suddenly appeared behind Bai Hucheng.

The endless holy power swept across most of Xingguang City. All the warriors affected felt that their souls were like leaving their bodies, and they had no control under the crushing of the holy power.

What was even more terrifying was that in that strong holy power, there was a chilling and cold breath. The temperature between heaven and earth, which had risen because of the fire, quickly dropped, and even formed a thick layer of frost.

When Bai Hucheng was a semi-saint, the giant condensed by "Saint's Thousand Elephants" could not be transformed into substance, but now it was like a real giant descending, and its power had increased many times.

Boom...

The giant held the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, put his hands together, and suddenly chopped forward.

In an instant, the wind and waves surged, and the Yuan force collapsed. It didn't look like a giant sword fell at all, but more like a god holding a heavy hammer, bombarding the world.

The old ghost, who was originally ready to speculate, suddenly lost the blood on his old face, looked at the sky that was constantly disillusioned, and flew back.

The opponent's attack was a combination of the White Tiger Holy Art and the Ice Soul Crazy Force, plus the power of the Holy Soldier. If he wanted to entangle regardless of life and death, he might really be chopped directly.

At this moment, the old ghost dared not stay there even if he was unwilling.

He looked at Bai Hucheng fiercely, leaving only a string of ghosts on the spot. The real body of the old ghost had already torn through the void and fled directly from this battlefield.

"Remember, my Qing family will come to you to settle this account sooner or later."

Only such an ethereal voice was left in the void. When this person left, he did not forget to make wild remarks.

After scaring the other party away, Bai Hucheng did not choose to chase. With the sword in his hand, the giant chopped down the sword with the holy sword, and the sword energy turned to the direction where Ning Shentong was standing.

"Let's go to hell together!"

Ning Shentong, who was frantically drawing Yuanli, also noticed the previous scene. After cursing the ancestors of the old ghost for seventeen or eighteen generations in his heart, he was completely desperate.

The old ghost ran away.

At this moment, even if he had tremendous energy, it was impossible for him to survive.

After years of careful planning, not only did he destroy the entire sect, but he was also not far from death.

At this time, Ning Shentong felt a trace of regret in his heart, but soon, his eyes became fierce.

Even if he died, he would drag Baihucheng and the Star City Lord to be buried with him.

Pah Pah Pah...

Boom.

The out-of-control Yuanli and fire suddenly caused a violent sonic boom. Ning Shentong's body burst open, blood flowed, and the surging Dantian roared, and thousands of flames burst out at this moment.

"Suppress!"

The surging storm swept all around, and the violent Yuanli was like a whole gunpowder barrel, fluctuating wantonly.

However, just as this shocking fluctuation was about to affect the entire Starlight City, a large number of ice crystals suddenly appeared in the void within dozens of miles.

A mighty voice resounded through the sky.

Baihucheng's figure descended at the last moment.

"Hahaha..."

"Bai Hucheng, even if you arrive, what can you do? You... can't stop it."

Ning Shentong let out a creepy and miserable laugh, and the severe pain made his face twist constantly, looking particularly hideous.

Even if there were saints beside him, it should be difficult to stop the semi-saint from self-destructing.

But...

Before the laughter faded, the smile on Ning Shentong's face had already solidified.

Among the ice crystals that kept appearing on all sides, a beautiful ice flower bloomed in the air, freezing all the fire intent he released, and even the broken dantian was frozen at this moment.

"Ice... Ice Soul Flower, you... you have actually refined it?!"

"Ah, ah ah..."

Ning Shentong screamed in fear and frantically urged his dantian to make the explosion more violent.

However, it was useless.

The fire intent could not break through the blockade of the ice soul flower at all, and the entire dantian was frozen into an ice lump.

"Yinrong, I will personally avenge you. I hope you can rest in peace in the underworld."

Bai Hucheng closed his eyes slightly.

His heart was filled with hatred in the past, which made him crazy and turned into a madman. Now, the culprit who caused his wife and children to be separated and his family to be destroyed is in front of him. Only with this person's blood can he comfort his soul.

He waved his hand and pulled it down.

The giant in the air held the Yin-Yang Holy Sword and cut it down in the air.

Ning Shentong didn't have time to make a last scream. His body was split in half by the sword, and his head flew into the sky. The fire element law accumulated in his dantian for half a day was also shaken into nothingness.

A huge crisis that shook the world was finally completely resolved with Bai Hucheng's sword.

The grudges and hatreds were all over.

But did that fragrant soul return to his hometown?

Only the Star City Lord not far away could find that there was a tear on Bai Hucheng's cheek, and then it rolled down into the dust...