Shamanism kills the god

Without beginning and without end, this is the last sword of the Seven Swords of Nirvana!

With this sword piercing out, the aura of fate in the air became stronger. .|Before the sharp long sword is close to the body, it makes people feel dizzy and lose themselves.It seems that under the attack of this sword, all life has no beginning and no end, returning to the chaos before the creation of heaven and earth.

The sword slave was imposing like a rainbow, and he stabbed with all his strength, the most powerful, the most terrifying, and the last sword!

For a moment, the ghost of the demon god also seemed to be a little absent-minded, lost himself, but soon came back to his senses.Seeing the sword slave getting closer and closer, his face changed drastically, and the power in his body suddenly surged, and the demonic energy outside him rolled.In the thick black air, a smear of blood became brighter and brighter, and a pair of dry black claws were as red as blood.

Facing the sword slave's final blow, the invincible ghost of the demon god is about to start desperately!

In this final battle, who will win?

Was it the imposing sword slave who killed the terrifying ghost of the demon god in one go?Or was it the other way around that the latter was so arrogant that he blocked the sword and launched a fierce and vicious counterattack?

At this moment, the depths of the underground are extremely tense!

The battle between Sword Slave and the ghost of the demon god has entered the critical last moment, however, Mu Feng couldn't care less to watch it carefully.Sweating profusely, he walked back and forth nervously on the ancient altar, trying almost every means to activate and repair the altar.However, this ancient altar remained motionless, coldly unable to sense any power fluctuations.

"kill!"

The sword slave shouted violently, and suddenly exerted force, mobilizing all the strength in his body. .|

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Mu Feng was sweating profusely but got nothing, his heart sank, and he felt that something was wrong.This altar in the depths of the ground seems to be hopeless. At this moment, we can only pin all our hopes on this last sword.Only by killing or severely injuring the ghost of the demon god in front of them in one go, will the two of them have a chance to escape, otherwise, this will be the burial place for the two of them!

"Seven Swords of Nirvana, well, well done!"

The demon god ghost suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red.Under Jian Nu's all-out blow, there was nowhere to hide, and he simply rushed forward viciously.

The blood-red claws, like the sickle of death, carried a strong breath of death.When the two claws were drawn out, the shocking mountain wall wriggled violently, spewing out clouds of thick devilish energy from the devil world.It was as black as ink, condensed into black clouds, and rainwater that turned into black water fell.After a drop of this black rainwater, a layer of black air immediately appeared on his body, his limbs were cold and stiff, and his breath was disordered, as if he was going to be demonized in the next moment, becoming a walking dead demon.

After being drenched in black rain, Jian Nu's attack, which was originally imposing like a rainbow, obviously stopped, as if the magic energy invaded his body in an instant, and he was powerless.Although it returned to normal in an instant, and continued to stab the ghost of the demon god with a sword, but both its power and momentum were compromised.

not good!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the scene where the sword slave paused for an instant in his attack, and Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, knowing that something was wrong.

Hesitating slightly, he gritted his teeth and took out the demon thorn, and slashed hard on the wrist of his left hand, allowing the blood to flow to the ground like a stream of water, and flow to the entire ancient altar.Recite the formula silently, pinch a seal with your hand, and the majestic spiritual power surges out of your body.

Ancient Witchcraft - Blood Alchemy!

Guided by the blood of natal life, based on the will and soul, perform the ancient witchcraft that the ancient great witches sacrificed to all things in the world.

At the critical moment, when there was nothing to do, Mu Feng decided to go all out, and at the cost of his life essence, he used ancient witchcraft to forcibly refine this ancient altar, hoping to forcibly awaken the ancient sages who stayed in this altar. brand, and then restart and restore this ancient altar!

hum...

Maybe it absorbed his blood purification, maybe it accidentally touched some mechanism of the altar, at the critical moment, the ancient altar finally responded.Humming and spinning slowly, mysterious ancient runes appeared one after another on the quaint spar board.An ancient, majestic, sacred, and majestic atmosphere immediately spread out, permeating the entire cave, gushing out through the thick soil layer, and spreading to every corner of Vale.

With a bang, the ground shook violently again.But unlike the shaking before, what spewed out was no longer the terrifying black devilish energy, but a majestic holy breath.Under the expulsion of this breath, the devilish energy permeating the air was quickly evaporated and disappeared.

"Hey... what's going on?"

"Hao Ran righteousness, this is the breath left by the ancient saints, it succeeded, Mu Feng and the others succeeded!"

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On the desert far away from the river valley, the people who were running away all stopped, and they were very excited besides the surprise.

Jian Wushang and the genius Lu Xuanfeng glanced at each other, Qiqi saw the excitement and excitement in each other's eyes, turned around abruptly at the same time, and looked at the river valley in the distance.

After Mu Fengfei jumped into the unfathomable grotto, as expected, he succeeded in restraining the terrifying ghost of the demon god, thus creating a rare chance for people to escape.Although the strength of the sword slave following Mu Feng was astonishing, in people's minds, the two of them were absolutely doomed, and there was no possibility of survival.

Who would have thought that Mu Feng not only successfully contained the ghost of the demon god, but also successfully repaired it, making the ancient altar work again!

Buzzing, the altar is running faster and faster, red light is shining on the cracked stone wall, and the countless cracks are gradually showing signs of repair.With the loss of a large amount of life essence and blood, Mu Feng's body became weaker and weaker. He only relied on a will to support him tenaciously. In a trance, he seemed to hear an ethereal voice coming from the void.

Not like sacred hymns, not like extravagant music, but bursts of reading, or cadence, debated in front of thousands of people.

That is the voice of the ancient sages who traveled around the world and educated the world!

In Mu Feng's heart, a realization suddenly appeared.In a trance, it seems to have come to the ancient times hundreds of millions of years ago, incarnated as an unworldly book boy, sitting among thousands of scholars, listening intently to the teachings of ancient sages.The body is still the same body, without any strengthening; the soul is still the same soul, beating in the mind, but the whole life has been sublimated in the teachings of the ancient sages.

The past events from childhood to adulthood, the humiliation and glory, the hated enemies and the dearest and dearest relatives around me flashed through my mind one by one.In the end, my mind was blank, only the two characters of Wen and Wu remained.

The text writes about the Spring and Autumn Period, and the martial arts is legendary!

In a daze, Mu Feng felt the two big characters of Wen and Wu stabbed by his mother Situ Qing on his back, getting hotter and hotter.It seems to be stabbed on the body and engraved in the soul, becoming an indelible spiritual imprint!