Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

At the moment when the flower bud on the third seat's back was about to disappear, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, along with the ninth seat.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Lin Xuan reacted immediately.

"It's the nightmare realm of whispers, bro."

Shen Qingzhu immediately understood, pointed the bronze blade in his hand at the open space in front, took out a bottle of purple mist from his pocket and crushed it into pieces.

Shen Qingzhu pushed the Blade of Delusion in his hand to its extreme, and a faint gap was created in the air in front of him, as if a corner of a thick curtain was lifted.

The purple-gray mist imbued with spiritual power floated towards the gap, trying to completely lift the curtain.

On the other side, Lin Xuan also began to activate the Holy Identification to attack the gap.

The next moment, Lin Xuan and Shen Qingzhu disappeared from the spot.

When Lin Xuan and Shen Qingzhu regained their vision, they saw only three people standing nearby, and the man in the middle, who was wearing a Western-style tuxedo and a gentleman's hat, was covering his mouth and nose and coughing continuously.

Smelly blood dripped from his hands. What was creepy was that except for his face, his skin was extremely withered, like a dying old man.

Through the tattered tailcoat, one could see the skin underneath, which was as dry as old tree bark and covered with pus-filled sores, which was extremely disgusting.

This is very unbecoming for a raving.

And it is dishonorable, which is more painful than killing him!

The moment the nightmare unfolded, Jiang Er was expelled from the body of the Ninth Seat.

Yi Yu looked at Lin Xuan and the others with an expression of surprise.

He had never expected that two mere Sea Realm cultivators could have the means to break his nightmare.

If not, there would be no need for him to drag the two of them into this.

"Third seat, stop these two."

"Lord Yiyu, my Forbidden Ruins are no longer useful."

The third seat knelt on the ground in shame, looking apprehensive.

"what?"

Yi Yu frowned, but soon calmed down.

Under normal circumstances, he might be shocked that someone could restrain the third-place [Jiu Yin], but there is something more important now.

He instructed the Ninth Seat, "Go and stop them."

The ninth seat is the Infinite Realm. Even if those two guys have strange means and want to attack him by stepping over his believers, it is just a fantasy.

After mumbling, he turned around and looked at the third seat.

"Third Seat, are you willing to give your life for me?"

Now he is at the end of his strength.

It’s unknown how long that stupid dragon can last. If he doesn’t seize the time, once the Sword Master has dealt with the stupid dragon, he will be the next one.

The altar also requires a large amount of mental power, at least the Infinite Realm is required to meet the altar's needs. Otherwise, he would not be willing to give up this great general.

"Sir, I do!"

The third seat knelt on one knee without any hesitation, with a pious and fanatical expression.

He had been blaming himself for not being able to play a role, so how could he not be happy when he discovered that he still had value?

If he whispers a word, he will die immediately.

"Is your realm still there?"

"Yes, sir."

"very good."

If possible, he didn't want to lose such precious combat power.

But now, he has no choice.

If he didn't summon the God of the Underworld in time to help him avoid this disaster, he would definitely die here.

"Third Seat, I need you to put all your mental energy into that altar. Can you do that?"

As he muttered, he placed a small black knife in the third seat's hand.

The third seat looked pious, "Sir, I will definitely complete the task!"

"I didn't say you can leave."

The cold voice echoed underground.

Lin Xuan's face was stern, two pistols appeared in his hands, and he launched an attack in an instant.

The alchemical authority was activated, and the bullet head turned into a ruby ​​color, covered with a sacred aura.

One second, thirty-six shots.

Shoot at Whispering and the third seat respectively.

Thirty-six gunshots concentrated in this moment, like a thunderclap, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The field of time zero covered Shen Qingzhu and He Lin at the same time, and both of them were stunned.

Especially He Lin, he didn't understand why the other party wanted to use this ability on him.

There seems to be only one explanation, that is, the other party knows his undercover identity.

But why?

He Lin's heart was filled with doubts, but he knew that now was not the time to think about these things.

The moment Shen Qingzhu threw out the purple mist and the Soul-Breaking Sword, he directly rolled up the purple mist and pounced towards Yi Yu.

Yiyu's pupils suddenly shrank. He couldn't believe that his loyal believers, who were bound by the contract, would actually turn around and attack him.

The sound of gunfire, the sound of blades breaking through the wind, and the roaring sound of the wind swirling in the corridors constituted a symphony of death, like the howling of demons in hell.

Thunder and lightning surged in front of him, trying to knock down Lin Xuan's bullet, but he found that the bullet actually passed through it directly.

Yi Yu no longer cared about being elegant and flew to the side, but he was still hit in the abdomen and thigh. The power of light contained in the holiness exploded, eroding his mental strength into pits.

But the third seat was not so lucky. He had his back to Lin Xuan and was running towards the altar. In addition, the forbidden ruins were destroyed. Although he reacted, he was unable to put up any effective resistance. His chest and brain were completely pierced, and he lay on the ground without a sound.

Until his death, he stared blankly at the altar in the distance, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Seeing this scene, Yi Yu's eyes were bloodshot, but Shen Qingzhu and He Lin's attacks had already arrived.

Thunder suddenly appeared, blasting the purple mist and black blade away.

Rage rushed to his brain, and he forced himself to use the natural disaster. The smell of blood once again rushed into his nose, and he vomited.

"Why, why can you resist my contract?"

The whispers were unbelievable.

"Haha, you don't deserve to know."

He Lin sneered, and Shen Qingzhu, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this.

From the sound of it, this guy is actually an undercover agent?

When it comes to undercover, Shen Qingzhu thinks of his experience that year.

Being an undercover agent...is not easy!

Shen Qingzhu looked at He Lin with a hint of friendliness in his eyes, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

Shen Qingzhu threw the bronze blade directly out and snapped his fingers.

A series of small explosions occurred behind the blade, launching the bronze blade out like a bullet, directly breaking through the whispering nightmare and piercing the chest.

Yi Yu's eyes widened, wrinkles crept up his cheeks, and bloodshot dyed his eyeballs red. He felt an invading purple mist on the knife.

He recognized the bronze blade and the purple mist.

The bronze blade was the one he gave to the believers who had been lurking in the fasting center, so that they could use it to break through Master Chen's mind.

The purple mist was the spiritual purple mist emitted from Bell Kland, which was used to control Gusu City and then attack the Phoenix Squad.

Ironically, both of these things ended up being used on him.

Shen Qingzhu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

The air in Yiyu's heart was sucked out, and Lin Xuan could only hear a slight creaking sound of flesh and blood being crushed.

I think it was because of the excessive pressure that the heart was crushed directly by the air.

After Shen Qingzhu pulled out the Blade of Delusion Breaking, he was still worried, so he used the Soul-Breaking Sword to strike again.

Lin Xuan on the side also raised his gun and fired a bullet at Yi Yu's head.

This time it's just pure thermal weapons.

His mental strength had been exhausted just now.

Otherwise, he would shamelessly snatch the head of Whispering to improve the purity of his own bloodline.

But just after Brother Zhaage killed Yiyu, Lin Xuan was surprised to find that the purity of his bloodline had increased a lot!

Combined with the improvement gained from killing the third seat, his blood purity jumped to 69%, just one step away from 70%.

Lin Xuan himself was stunned.

Normally, even if he got an assist, it would not improve the purity of his bloodline at all. Only if he killed it himself would it count. But this time it was different.

Lin Xuan instantly thought of the corrosive power he had inflicted on Yi Yu through the World Tree.

Perhaps it was because of the long-term erosion and mumbling of the power of decay that some of the mysterious concepts were attributed to him.

But no matter what, the power of decay is definitely very special, even more special than he had imagined before.