Hell Emperor

Despair spread, and silent fear occupied everyone's hearts.

"Failed...?" Li Feimo looked sluggish and couldn't stop coughing out blood.

Seeing her expression of anger, Shen Qingge looked miserable and uncomfortable.

"All means are unable to harm the Lord Guang Wang in the slightest. Now we are dead. Even if we want to run away, we can't run away. Maybe coming here is a wrong decision..." Hua Xiaomei's face was full of despair, and there were too many words in her words. A little choked up.

Ye Jie let out a long sigh, feeling quite indebted to her. The situation was now in a precarious position. When the Lord of the Palace of Prince Guang took over the world, everyone might not be able to escape death: "Do you regret it?"

"I regret...not that I have ever." Hua Xiaomei looked at him, "It's not a waste of my life to die with my family. If I had backed down and not even seen you for the last time, I would have lived with regret forever. among."

Li Ba knelt on the ground: "I didn't expect that after a hard battle, Lord Guang Wang won in the end... In the end, we still can't change anything, and we will all die under the power of the dragon."

Xie Xinyu pursed her lips hard, and her eyes slowly swept across the crowd, finally stopping on Ye Jie, with deep reluctance in her dim eyes.

She reached into her arms, took out a piece of simple yellow paper, and handed it to Ye Jie: "I also have a moving talisman. With this talisman, you can immediately move to a safe place. Run away."

"What about you?" Ye Jie was stunned.

Xie Xinyu shook her head gently and showed a bitter smile: "You need it more than me. Take it and live well."

After handing the moving talisman to Ye Jie, Xie Xinyu urged him to use it quickly. How could Ye Jie leave everyone alone?

"I can't leave. If I am destined to die here, how can I leave everyone behind and live alone? Even if I die, I will die with everyone." Ye Jie shook his head and refused, saying nothing and refusing to use the moving talisman. .

His gaze swept over everyone, taking in everyone's faces. The partners he had met along the way had already become his close family members as they spent time together day and night.

It can be said that it was precisely because of him that everyone gathered here. How could he escape alone?

Everyone was touched by Ye Jie's words. Although they were sad, they couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in their hearts.

Beside Ye Jie, Nan Linghe burst into tears. She hugged Ye Jie tightly, waiting for her death to come.

Only Xia Wei still refused to give up. She raised her head and stared at the zenith magic dragon with scorching eyes. Suddenly she seemed to have discovered something and reminded everyone: "Look, under the bombardment of thunder, the magic dragon is falling." Not unscathed, he was also injured!"

Everyone looked up and saw that there were indeed a few scars on the demon dragon's body.

The location where the scar appeared was the scorching red mark that was originally swept by the laser. Now it was scorched black and covered with blood, as if it was seriously injured under the thunder.

The scorch marks were not noticeable, and if it weren't for Xia Wei's lightning-like gaze, it would have been easy to ignore them. This discovery made Xia Wei excited:

"The King of Tang used his last strength to break through the defense of the dragon scale. The dragon scale can block the thunder bombardment, but it can't be done without the protection of the dragon scale! If we can break through the dragon scale, we can directly use the mysterious brake to bombard the Lord Guang Wang's skin. The physical body may still have a chance to turn defeat into victory!"

Shen Qingge was slightly startled: "In order to trigger the thunder, Moth burned his essence and blood. Now he has exhausted his energy and cannot use the power of Xuansha, let alone the demon dragon soaring in the sky. With our strength, there is no way Destroy the dragon scale..."

At the end of the sentence, Shen Qingge was slightly startled, as some thoughts seemed to flash through his mind.

Not only Li Feimo can use the power of Xuan Cha, but the other half of Xuan Cha exists in Xia Wei's body. If anyone still has a chance to defeat the Lord of Guangwang Hall, it must be her.

Ye Jie also thought of this and immediately said: "Xiaowei, you have the remaining power of the Xuansha in your body. With the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword, you may have a chance to break the dragon scales and kill the demon dragon..."

Xia Wei's eyes trembled. Now Ye Jie was extremely weak, and the backlash of disintegration had left him in pieces. If he forced the sword to turn into a sword again, what awaited Ye Jie would be a disastrous end.

"Master, Xiaowei can't do this..."

Xia Wei shook her head repeatedly, clutching Ye Jie's robe tightly with trembling hands. When she thought that she might lose her master forever, tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably. Her courage and strength were gone, and she turned back to the weak and helpless person. Helping girl.

Only this time, Ye Jie did not give in, with unswerving determination in his eyes.

Seeing the solemn and solemn atmosphere, Hua Xiaomei quickly came over to smooth things over: "Brother Jie, in your current state, you'd better rest for a while. Why don't you let me do it? I remember Miss Xia Wei's Nether Spirit Magic, which can not only kill you The sword can also turn me into a ghost magic weapon."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky. Ye Jie's pupils shrank, and some incredible thoughts came to his mind.

The drastic change in Ye Jie's expression made Hua Xiaomei slightly stunned. She thought she might have said something wrong. Just when she was about to speak, she heard Ye Jie shout:

"Everyone, the matter has come to this, there is no turning back! Only if we work together to kill the dragon can we have a chance of survival. Please lend your power to Xia Wei, Xia Wei needs your strength!"

Xie Xinyu was stunned: "But our cultivation level is low. Even if we work together, we are still no match for Lord Guang Wang."

Ye Jie's eyes were blazing: "Under the influence of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, our souls can be turned into unique Nether Spirit magic weapons, which has nothing to do with our cultivation. And the only thing we need to do is to hand over our souls to Xia Wei , have complete trust in her and let her control this power!”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and saw the incredible look in each other's eyes.

Ye Jie's words seemed to bring a glimmer of light to the desperate people in the darkness. Although it was only a slim hope, it still made everyone take courage and cheer up!

Hua Xiaomei was the first to speak: "Sister Xia Wei, use the Nether Spirit Art to turn me into a magic weapon!"

On the side, Nan Linghe seemed to have remembered something, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Mei, I remember before you came here, didn't you have something to say to Brother Jie? You also said that if you don't say those words, you may never say them. Chance said."

Ye Jie was startled. He looked at Hua Xiaomei and saw that she was trembling all over. The tears she shed due to fear blurred the makeup on her face. Under the bright pink and white, she could see a bloodless pale face.

Ironically, everyone originally planned to celebrate the opening of the wine country in the human world, and Hua Xiaomei also dressed up for the occasion. She never expected to suffer such a disaster and come to the underworld to face the terrifying evil dragon.

Hua Xiaomei looked at Ye Jie, her pupils were obviously red, but she still smiled freely: "I have received so many favors from Brother Jie along the way, and I am afraid that I will never be able to repay him. A wise man will die for his confidant." ...Today, let me throw my head and blood and let Sister Xia Wei control me!"

After saying that, she looked at Xia Wei with no worries in her eyes.

The next second, her figure turned into a point of light and disappeared, then wrapped Xia Wei's legs and turned into a pair of exquisite boots.

The boot body is as bright as the moon, just like Hua Xiaomei's white robe in the past. The slender and straight boot shaft is close to Xia Wei's well-proportioned calf, outlining an elegant curve. The pink embroidery on the boot is like the lonely blooming plum in the ice and snow. .

After the light stopped, Xia Wei murmured and opened her mouth to reveal the name of the magic weapon: "Fourth-level magic weapon, wolf tooth plum blossom boots!"

Li Ba followed closely: "Hmph, how can I be left out of this kind of thing? Sister Xia Wei, just let me help you!"

Ye Jie looked moved, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you..."

"Huh, thank you. What's our relationship? We just drank soup together on the Naihe Bridge. Brother Jie, don't die. I'll treat you to a drink when this is over."

After saying that, Li Ba turned into light points and disintegrated. The light points moved around and then wrapped Xia Wei's arms, turning into a pair of strong arm guards.

The arm guard has a gorgeous shape, all red, as if it was tempered in the fire. The arm guard tightly wrapped Xia Wei's slender forearm, and there were circles of iron nails embedded on the edge, ready to tear through any obstacle at any time.

Xia Wei clenched her fists, feeling the strong force in her arms, and shouted loudly: "Fifth-grade magical weapon, Red Ghost Overlord Arm!"

When Li Feimo saw that Hua Xiaomei and Li Ba had turned into magical weapons at the immortal level, he looked in disbelief:

"How could this happen? If you want to turn your soul into a magic weapon, the relationship between the two people must reach the point of life and death... Before this, Sister Xia Wei also used the Nether Spirit Art on Sister Mei. That time She can only be turned into a seventh-grade spiritual weapon. Why did she become a fourth-grade magical weapon this time?”

Shen Qingge took a deep breath: "Compassion and anger are the most resonant emotions, and these emotions are contagious to each other, especially among family members. I'm afraid that the scene here will even make the creator of the Nether Spirit Art I have never seen Master Mingji before, so your experience in the world is not in vain. "

After saying that, Shen Qingge stood up. She looked at Xia Wei, with a hint of respect in her eyes: "Xia Wei, use the Netherworld Magic on me."

Xia Wei was puzzled and said doubtfully: "Uncle Shen, I remember that the Nether Spirit Art can only work on souls, and cannot turn living people into Nether Spirit magic weapons."

"Generally speaking, this is indeed the case." Shen Qingge looked into the distance, "Now that we have passed through the gate of hell and come to the underworld, we are already in a state of body and soul. This state is rare. Any technique that is effective on the soul , it can work for us too.”

Shen Qingge looked at the weak Ye Jie, biting his thin lips. Even though there were all kinds of thoughts in his heart, he still returned to calm under the suppression of Xuannv Sutra, and finally said to Xia Wei: "I leave the hope of victory to you. ”

Her figure turned into a massive amount of light points, which converged towards Xia Wei's head and turned into a supreme crown.

The crown is gorgeous and solemn, not stained by a trace of dust. The crown beam is made of white jade, and the surface is inlaid with layers of delicate scales, shining with a dazzling luster. As long as you turn your head slightly, you can hear a crisp and sweet collision sound.

Xia Wei slowly opened her eyes, the divine light in her eyes condensed, and there was a sense of dignity and majesty all over her body: "The sixth-grade magic weapon, the blue cloud crown that reaches the sky!"

Seeing Shen Qingge turn into a magic weapon of the underworld, Li Feimo could no longer suppress his excitement and shouted: "I'm coming too! Even if you are unfortunately defeated and die at the hands of ghosts and immortals, you will die with no regrets and your life will not be in vain!" "

After that, Li Feimo looked at Ye Jie again and winked at him playfully: "Brother Jie, didn't you say that when I get into trouble, I would turn into a thunder hammer that drives away thunder and lightning? Let's see now, what will I do?" Turn it into something!"

Ye Jie was dumbfounded. He had made a casual comment before, but he didn't expect that Li Feimo would always remember it in his heart.

The Nether Spirit Divine Art was activated, and endless light burst out from Li Feimo's body. Her figure turned into a dazzling light spot, and then wrapped Xia Wei's body from top to bottom, adding a pure white dress to her. .

The sky is full of rays of light, dotted around the long skirt. The skirt is like clouds in the sky, as light as feathers, as bright as the moon, and the hem of the skirt is as unpredictable as butterfly wings, like a dream.

Against the background of the white skirt, Xia Wei's skin is even more smooth and flawless, and her temperament is pure and pure, like a fairy from the nine heavens descending to earth to save the suffering of the people!

"The fourth-grade magic weapon, Xuanyue Su Nishang!"

This situation made Xie Xinyu speechless.

Ye Jie returned the moving talisman and said, "If you want to leave, now is your last chance."

Xie Xinyu did not take the moving talisman. She hummed softly, then lowered her head as if she had remembered something: "My life ended the moment I became a ghost. It was you who made me find new courage. Found a new family..."

After saying that, she raised her head, with a touch of determination in her eyes, and said to Xia Wei: "I remember Brother Jie said that one day, our family will become our strength! In this case, sister Xia Wei, take me with you too. The power of it!”

Her figure disintegrated like a bubble, and countless light spots moved in the air, converging towards Xia Wei's chest, turning into a round mirror with golden light.

The round mirror shines brightly on Xia Wei's chest. The mirror surface is smooth and clean, and the edges are carved with exquisite patterns. If you look carefully, you can see the Bagua patterns from all directions on the edge. When the mirror rotates, it can inspire different Effect.

Under the protection of the round mirror, Xia Wei's heart was clear and she had no other distractions: "Fifth-grade magic weapon, Yingxu Heart Protector Mirror!"

At this point, apart from Ye Jie and Xia Wei, only Nan Linghe was left.

Nan Linghe's eyes turned red. She held Xia Wei's hand, full of worry: "The sky is so scary...Sister Xia Wei, do you really want to fight the dragon in the sky?"

"Yes." Xia Wei looked solemn.

"But... you can't fly, how can you fight against the dragon in the sky?" Deep fear occupied Nan Linghe's heart, causing her to cry uncontrollably.

"That's it. There's no other way."

Nan Linghe trembled, and she looked at Ye Jie, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her originally clear and bright eyes now became hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist.

Ye Jie looked at her with concern in his eyes: "If you are scared, you can run away. If you use the teleportation charm, you can escape to a safe place."

"I'm afraid, I've always been afraid..." Tears fell down Nan Linghe's face. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Ye Jie's face, "But I'm more afraid of losing you. Even if we die, we will die." together."

After saying that, she wiped away her tears and looked at Xia Wei: "Sister Xia Wei, Brother Jie believes in you, so I believe in you too!"

"I will not betray your trust!" Xia Wei replied firmly with burning eyes.

The light filled the sky, and Nan Linghe, who closed his eyes tightly, turned into endless light spots and dissipated, and then condensed towards Xia Wei's back.

"That is……"

Ye Jie was stunned for a moment, the light spots became more and more concentrated, and a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind Xia Wei.

As the wings spread, its full appearance appeared in front of Ye Jie's eyes. The wings were pure white, but the roots of the wings turned black. The black and white were intertwined, giving people a mysterious feeling. Each feather is smooth and delicate, arranged in an orderly manner, showing a bit of dignity in its elegance.

The wings are light and elegant, tough and powerful yet soft, exuding a holy light. With this magic weapon, Xia Wei can go straight to the nine heavens and fight the dragon!

"Fourth-grade magic weapon, Youyoulingheyi!"

Ye Jie sighed with emotion, never expecting that Nan Linghe, who had always been afraid of the sky, turned into crane wings that allowed Xia Wei to fly freely at the critical moment.

"And I!"

Seeing everyone transforming into Xia Wei's ghost magic weapon, Ye Jie also straightened up his seriously injured body and shouted loudly.

"Master... you are injured so badly. If you turned into a sword, it would disappear." Xia Wei said sadly, with a trace of tears overflowing from her bright eyes.

"Without me, do you plan to make an enemy of the Lord Guangwang Palace with your bare hands?"

Ye Jie smiled. At this moment, he had already put life and death aside.

"But……"

Xia Wei didn't want to say anything, her pretty face as noble as an immortal was now covered with tears.

Ye Jie looked free and easy: "Xiaowei, before I met you, I was just a frustrated ghost, living in the underworld. It was you who brought me to where I am now. It was you who made me find the meaning of this life. Even though What's the point of losing my soul? Today, let me fight side by side with you for the last time, bringing the strength of all of us to fight against the injustice of this world!"

After saying that, Ye Jie got up, jumped up, his black robe fluttering, turned into a black-edged demon-slaying sword, and was held by Xia Wei's hand.

The dark demonic fire suddenly ignited on the demon-slaying sword, and then ignited the whole edge of the sword. This was a sign that Ye Jie's soul had completely disintegrated and was about to disappear.

Black flames rose, and instead of declining, the level of the Demon-Slaying Sword was rising rapidly with an unstoppable force, reaching the level of a third-grade artifact in the blink of an eye!

Feeling that her master's soul was dying irreparably, Xia Wei burst into tears. She clenched her silver teeth and looked ferocious. The emotions in her heart had already burst, and the boundless rage completely ignited her!

She let out a roar that resounded throughout the sky, fluttered her crane wings, and soared into the sky. Her graceful figure turned into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky, and she was about to kill the demonic dragon!