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"The law of heaven and earth has no spiritual consciousness, only will. Although it affects everything, it cannot appear in the form of a god to prevent disasters from happening. What can it do?" Meng Po Tianzun asked.

"The law of heaven and earth is indeed powerless, but you have forgotten the most important point. Moling turned into Xiyi and returned to heaven and earth. It is returning to its embrace and becoming a part of the law. Now, it is sending Moling back again." Already!"

"Then, can Xie Moling break Xie Lan's mortal situation?"

The empress was silent, and after a long, long time, said: "Maybe he can save this world that is about to be broken, but he will definitely not be able to save Xie Lan from Lord Void."

"why?"

"The Lord Void's will must not be violated. He wants Xie Lan to die, and Xie Lan will die without a place to bury her."

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Chapter 8 The Devil's Retreat

The Lord of the Void is only one step away from retreating into the void portal. To be precise, he is only short of his hand holding the sword and the sword behind him.

The demon body, constantly weakened by the low-latitude space, has lost so much blood that after killing me, he could only retreat with his sword.

The devil has the pride of a devil. He can choose to speed up and leave, but it just makes him look a little embarrassed. No one dares to laugh at this, because looking at the universe of all realms, he is a well-deserved king.

However, he wanted to walk more calmly.

It was this self-esteem that made him inevitably suffer the next bad luck.

The Taoist ancestor Xie Moling returned, and the laws of heaven and earth opened up a special space-time passage for him.He jumped out of the void suddenly, penetrated the darkness with a flash of lightning, and reached the abyss in an instant.

At the moment when the demon was about to retreat into the void portal, Xie Moling was full of heroism, and poured all his strength into the spear of the sky thief in his hand, and the tip of the spear burst into billions of gods.

The tip of the spear was as big as a star, and it stabbed fiercely into the palm of the demon's sword.

A perfect demon body, even if seriously injured, will not be easily injured by inferiors, and will not leave even a drop of demon blood for humble enemies.

Unfortunately, the person who came was Xie Moling.

Xie Moling is not a person from our low-latitude space at all. He, like a demon, also comes from a high-latitude space, but his world has long been destroyed by the Void Lord.

Roar!

A roar came from behind the void portal, directly shattering the light curtain of the void portal, and many hell beasts died from the sonic impact of this roar.

This roar came from the land of the abyss, and soon passed through the void.

Kunpeng had just retracted its wings, but was startled by the roar and took off hastily, uttering a miserable cry, shaking off its feathers the size of clouds.

Those human warriors and cosmic gods who landed on Kunpeng's back were all shaken by this roar without exception.

Jiang Xueyang was already injured, but at this moment, another big mouthful of blood spewed out.

In the rage, Yuhua had already lost her mind, and was caught off guard by the roar, and cracks appeared in her godhead instantly.

Yuan Rui's eyes were spattered with blood, and Youying Zhuzhao let out a mournful cry.

Xie Liuyun was even more miserable, his spirit came out of his body directly, if it wasn't for Nanhua Zhenren's quick action to extradite him with the innate yin and yang energy, he could not escape the danger of his soul being scattered.

……

Those human warriors and ancient gods who were not much left before were also slaughtered by the roar of the devil, almost dead or injured.

And my Demonic Way, the dark giant dragon whose life and death were unknown before, also heard a mournful cry from the abyss that resounded through the sky. The dragon's body was completely destroyed, and the dragon's soul stored in the dragon ball could not escape death.

The dragon ball was shattered, and only a few fragments of spiritual thoughts remained to gather into the original form of Xiangliu Serpent, which meandered and escaped from the abyss, destroying all of its cultivation.

Jiang Xueyang stretched out her palm towards Liu Zhirong, and she curled up in Xueyang's palm, just like Nanhua held Kunpeng's remnant soul in his palm.

"Zhi Rong..." Xue Yang burst into tears.

There are not many demon warriors left. At this moment, although Liu Zhirong still has spiritual thoughts left, she will never regain the courage of the dark dragon forever.

The Fox Clan in Qingqiu is still guarded by Liu Fengshuang, but the Xiangliu Clan in Guixu has no guardians.

Xiangliu, Xiangliu.

Sincere love can crack gold and stone.

"Nanhua, is this his roar?" Yanhua turned her head bluntly, looked at Nanhua indifferently and asked.

"It was him, he was injured. I have never seen him shed a drop of blood, let alone witnessed his failure, and now he is actually injured... This is simply impossible." Nan Hua said.

"Hey, the life of the former Patriarch of Demon Dao has long been a legend, and there are certain things that only he can do." Empress Ziyu sighed.

"Why, in your eyes, my Xie Lan is far inferior to him?" Yan Hua frowned and glared at Zi Yu.

"Your Majesty the Death God, I have no such intention." Empress Ziyu didn't know what was wrong until she finished speaking, and apologized in fear.

"Yu Hua."

Xueyang read the name of Yanhua, and Yanhua snorted coldly and ignored it.

There were only a dozen or so people left on Kunpeng's back, and all of them were wounded, including Master Nanhua.

However, no one is willing to leave from here, they are all waiting for news from the bottom of the abyss.

The roar of the Void Lord gave them some hope. They hope that Xie Moling can take the opportunity to repel the Void Lord and save this world that is about to collapse.

As for my life and death, no one dares to guess.

The entrance has been broken, how can we survive?

……

In the land of the abyss, the Void Lord, who had almost completely crossed the portal, let out a terrifying roar.

Accompanied by this roar, endless remorse arose in his heart.

The Void Lord, who has never failed in his life, finally tasted the pain of failure this time.

He missed the laws of heaven and earth, and he missed Xie Moling.

Looking back, the hand holding the sword was nailed to the ground of the abyss by the spear of the sky thief.

He tried to grab the hilt of the sword with all his strength, but he couldn't use any strength. The sword was originally connected with his blood, and after absorbing the blood of the devil, it would explode with endless power. However, no matter how much blood flowed from his hand, None of them could arouse the spiritual reaction of the sword itself.

This made him extremely annoyed, he shouldn't have recast the sword in such a haste, he is the Lord of Destruction, the Lord of the Void, it is impossible for him to have a perfect sword as he already has a perfect demon body.

Because perfection to the extreme is destruction.

He only needs a broken sword, which is enough to fight against the heavens and worlds, and the eternal void.