civilwarnovels Chapter 1690 Go quickly
Chapter 1690 Go quickly
White ash covered his nose, and Lingxu Jun's chapped lips couldn't help but curl upwards.
A series of indistinct and eerie chuckles escaped his lips, as if he had thought of something extremely ridiculous. His blood-stained shoulders trembled slightly, like a scientific madman driven to the brink of despair, sending chills down one's spine.
The clown's figure blurred, and seizing the opportunity, he struck Lingxujun with a palm strike in a flash!
A mighty force surged forth from beneath his sleeve!
He swept the sky with his bare hands!
The two Spiritual Numbers flickered in Lingxujun's palm like a faulty light bulb, as if the clown's power had indeed somewhat blocked Lingxujun's abilities. However, as soon as Lingxujun immediately abandoned one of them and focused on controlling the only Spiritual Number, the latter immediately stabilized.
The clown's original straight-line attack trajectory was suddenly disrupted, and like a quadratic function curve, it naturally twisted and turned, rushing towards Hongxiu, who had not yet recovered her body!
boom--! ! !
The power that swept across the sky with a flick of the sleeve seemed to cleave the heavens above the Spirit Void Realm. Even though Hongxiu had tried her best to dodge, her incomplete body was still too slow to move. Her body, which had been repaired by the Blood Robe with great difficulty, exploded again!
Amidst the surging blood mist, only a palm-sized piece of skin survived the battlefield, and under the influence of the [Blood Robe], this piece of skin began to rapidly regenerate flesh and blood!
But Lingxujun had no intention of giving Hongxiu a chance to be reborn. He raised his hand and threw out a chess piece, which hurtled towards the last piece of Hongxiu's flesh.
As the chess piece accelerated at an alarming rate, it visibly turned crimson, its edges tearing through the air to become a massive, scorching fireball, seemingly capable of incinerating everything in its path.
Just as the chess piece was about to devour the last of Hongxiu's flesh and blood, a flash of light descended from the sky!
clang--! !
The butcher's knife struck the chess piece encased in fireballs, instantly shattering and incinerating it. However, this also forcibly altered the chess piece's trajectory, sending it flying almost past the edge of the red sleeve's flesh!
The butcher's body crashed onto the rubble covered in stones. He looked up at Lingxu Jun, who was wearing a blood-stained monk's robe, and his eyes flashed with an unprecedented brilliance!
"kill!!"
Swish swish swish swish!!
On the once empty ruins, several figures appeared out of thin air as if they had flashed!
A farmer carrying a hoe, a scholar carrying a calligraphy book, the long-lost Tower Master of the Tower of Babel, and the equally vanished head of the Pu family... Four eighth-order auras, like hunters lying in ambush, simultaneously pulled the trigger on the heavily injured Lingxu Jun at this moment!
They lurked within the realm, secretly observing the situation. Their emotions fluctuated wildly during this time, until they finally lost all hope...
And so they came.
After the deaths of the Nine Lords and all the demigods, humanity's last remaining elite forces were mobilized, risking their own future and that of all humanity to fight against fate for that last glimmer of hope.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"
The clown shouted and unleashed his full power.
The instant the four eighth-tier humans attacked simultaneously, the white ash on Lingxujun's nose intensified again, and he burst into uncontrollable laughter, his control over Lingxushu momentarily halting...
"Hahahahahahaha!!!"
Lingxujun's pupils clearly reflected the four figures, their killing intent palpable, and his maniacal laughter echoed across the sky.
The blood-stained monk's robes fluttered in the gale. Just as the four eighth-level humans were about to touch Lingxujun, a flash of light appeared, and Lingxujun, along with the remains of the four humans, Choujiao, and Hongxiu, vanished without a trace on the ruins.
……
Boom-! ! !
A giant lion's paw, like a pillar supporting the sky, stomped down from the heavens, slamming Ji Zai's massive, dark head into the thick ice field.
The dense ice shattered, and the shockwave sent all the surrounding Twilight Society members flying!
Sun Bumian's Tang suit fluttered in the wind, and the familiar demigod's pressure swept over him. After kicking out, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort!
came back……
That feeling I had before is back!
The eerie incantation spread upwards along his giant foot that was stomping on Jizai, but with a cold snort from Sun Bumian, seven-colored flames blazed fiercely from the giant foot.
Faintly, continuous sounds of firecrackers, drums, and laughter rose from the void. Under the purification of the demigod's auspicious aura, the incantations on the giant foot faded at a visible speed... Even the calamity below was affected by this auspicious aura, emitting bursts of disgust and anger.
The aura of a curse spread wildly beneath the icy plains, instantly transforming the shattered ice into a muddy black sea. As the scorching light of the lantern gradually turned a hazy, eerie gray, the entire world seemed shrouded in a repressive atmosphere…
"……Um?"
With just a blink of an eye, the Gray King caused the Calamity that had been smashed into the icy Black Sea to vanish without a trace.
The world's color scheme was affected by the lanterns, as if a gray-black filter had been added. The Gray King tried to make the moonlight illuminate the world again, but the next second, the serious injuries suffered by the evil ancient treasures backfired and surged again!
She coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell to the ground, her vision blurring...
"Master, be careful!!!!"
A terrified cry rang out from the side.
The Grey King paused slightly, turning his head to look in the direction from which the sound came...
The next second, a mountain-like black shadow with a massive tail descended from the sky without warning, crushing the Gray King's body and instantly spreading crimson blood mist around it.
Liu Qingyan stood frozen in place.
This scene happened too suddenly. After the light of the lantern of taboo enveloped the world, its whereabouts became even more unpredictable... No one saw how it appeared, and even the other eight tiers could not sense it!
When Liu Qingyan came to her senses, her master had already exploded into a cloud of blood mist... without even a chance to resist.
She didn't even have time to swallow the poison.
"Master..."
Liu Qingyan's eyes immediately turned red!
Ode——! !
A colossal shadow, as large as a mountain, appeared out of nowhere beside her and swept towards her unsuspecting body.
Just as Liu Qingyan was about to explode into a cloud of blood mist, a flash of white light appeared, and her figure disappeared into thin air... When she reappeared, she had already staggered and knelt down on the ice field hundreds of meters away.
Beside her stood a figure wearing a white baseball cap, a pair of silver snake-shaped earrings swaying in the cold wind.
“…Hurry up!!”
Bai stared intently at the direction where Ji Zai had vanished again, almost spitting out those two words through gritted teeth.
“But…” Liu Qingyan scrambled to her feet in a disheveled state.
“Everyone here can die! But you can’t!” Bai turned to look at Liu Qingyan, his eyes bloodshot. “You are Chen Ling’s Gray King. You must live to enter the next world… The next Twilight Society needs you.”