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Speaking of this, Mr. Du seemed to recall some past events.

Finally, there was some fluctuation on that calm and composed face.

"Hades, the king of the underworld, is one of the top gods on Mount Olympus."

"He is good at ghost sacrifice."

"When the Taishan battle was fought, Hades brought hundreds of millions of souls from the West into Great Xia."

"Mount Tai has a radius of [-] li, and all of them have turned into purgatory on earth."

"So, Hades is not the only one sealed by Emperor Dongyue."

"There are also fusions of those wronged souls."

"I don't know how many years have passed, and the fusion body has already given birth to spiritual wisdom."

"Once it is released, the threat to my great summer is far more than that of Hades."

Lin Xi frowned.

That's hundreds of millions of wronged souls!

She didn't have a very specific concept of this number.

but.

How many people are there in the whole summer?

Once the fusion body is released, it can be compared to the plague that swept across the entire Great Xia abnormally!

The consequences could be disastrous!

"Mr. Du, you should already have a way to deal with it, right?"

Mr. Du nodded, then shook his head again.

"I only see a misty variable here."

"And have done everything I can."

"But where this cause and effect should be, I don't know."

"It's even impossible to judge whether that variable is good or bad for us."

Lin Xi fell silent.

In this world, no one knows everything.

The old monk of Vatican Temple is, and so is Mr. Du.

Mr. Du's eyes were on Lin Que from the beginning to the end.

He instinctively thought that this young man, his youngest apprentice, would be the key to breaking the situation.

But at this moment, Lin Que, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, heard all of this.

He was so anxious that his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

While resisting the unbearable pain, he shouted frantically in his heart.

"Morgana! Morgana!"

"Come out!"

This time, the situation was the same as before, and he still didn't get any response.

In the sky, as Zeng Deshuai's Great Xia Dragon Armor was smashed by Seite's punch, the battle finally came to an end.

The people on Lin Que's side fell in disarray and fell on the bloody ground in the sealed space.

They stared at the two gods, and there was a little desolation in their eyes.

Tang Xiaohu held a handful of wolfberries and wanted to hand them to his mouth.

But his arms were shattered, and he trembled violently, which made the goji berry spill out.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he felt a little desolate.

"Ugh."

"I'm really getting old."

"The act of killing the gods can only be put in the past, or..."

"In the next life..."

Li Taibai's rickety body did not fall down.

The strength has long been exhausted.

The reason why he can still stand is due to the broken sword in his hand and the unyielding sword bone.

His eyes did not have the cloudiness of an old man, and there was a deep sense of unwillingness in the divine light.

"Thirty plants are planted with my life, but the sky is saved with the broken sword!"

The hoarse voice seemed to be talking to Da Dao.

But the years are ruthless, so how can they agree to the demands of all living beings?

Uncle Nangong sat slumped on the ground, the Guqin in his hand broke in two.

Beside him, the big white goose was dying, quietly looking at the owner in front of him, expressing his final love.

Liu Yibai, Xia Bingbao...

These powerhouses who are like the cornerstone of Tiandao Academy have finally reached their end.

In addition to these older people, Mo Qingcheng and others were also seriously injured.

There was a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

God, it's too strong.

Qin Feng was lying on the ground, staring closely at the lower bodies of the two gods above his head.

He was also exhausted, but his eyes became more determined.

"Even if you die, you must find a chance to stab them!"

And at this moment, Seth and Thanatos finally put an end to the victor's bravado.

Death's scarlet tongue licked the blood off the black sword.

"I said, none of you can leave today!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared directly.

The black sword brought out a cold light, cut open the space, and directly stabbed at Xia Yuyan who was closest to him!

Xia Yuyan didn't even have the strength to move, so how could she dodge this murderous sword.

In desperation, she simply closed her eyes and faced death calmly.

Ding!

But there was an ear-piercing sound of metal and iron clanging.

The expected death did not come, Xia Yuyan opened her eyes.

Three inches in front of his eyes, a copper-patterned cigarette rod that has been wrapped in pulp firmly holds the black sword against it!

Mr. Du made a move!

"Whoo~."

Breathing out a smoke ring, Mr. Du's figure at this moment is extraordinarily majestic.

The god of death frowned, put away the black sword, and did not attack again.

Even he has an instinctive fear of this figure whose reputation has spread throughout the East and West.

"Jie Jie..."

"Mr. Du, you finally can't sit still."

"There is no one in Daxia, this is a fact recognized by the whole world."

"I really want to know how you, who claim to see everything in the world at a glance, can solve the current situation."

"Or, are you ready to die in my hands?"

Seth is not at all interested in Mr. Du's name.

"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"

"Kill it!"

Mr. Du's face was calm, and he took out another kit from his bosom unhurriedly.

This kit is exactly the same as the one that contained the Dao Seed before.

Undoing the rope buckle, Mr. Du took out a strand of white silk from it.

Doubt appeared in the eyes of the two gods.

They have a deep understanding of Daxia's culture, although they can't tell what material this white silk is made of.

But it can be distinguished that these white threads should have fallen off some kind of utensil.

Brush, or whisk.

Moreover, this white silk contains a very special power.

It's not a monk's true energy, nor is it the power of the Dao.

Mr. Du looked at the white silk in his hand, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"Ugh."

"That's it."

"The glorious years of the past have long been buried in the birth and death of time."

"What's the point of me leaving this as a souvenir?"

After sighing, his body rose from the sky and moved to the top of Lin Que's head.

"Everyone, come here!"

After saying hello, he threw out the white silk in his hand.

The white silk fluttered in the air for a moment, and then turned into a ball of white light.

The white light gradually became dazzling, changing everything in an instant.

Even the divine power of Seth and Thanatos was eclipsed!

Hear the call.

Everyone on the battlefield, dragging their seriously injured bodies, approached Mr. Du.

After everyone arrived, Baisi's surging special power turned into a white mask to protect them.

Seth and Thanatos looked at each other and sneered.

"I thought you could use some means."

"It's all about lingering!"

While speaking, he mobilized his divine power, and the storm swept across the entire space in an instant.

The yellow sand formed sharp spears and pierced the mask.

Ding!Ding!

The sound of metal and iron clanging spread throughout the battlefield, but until the spears were all shattered, the light shield remained motionless.

After several attempts, the two gods were finally determined.

Even in their heyday, they couldn't stand this mask!

Chapter 1818 Humiliation