Absolute Resonance - Chapter 1531

1528. Chapter 1528: The Evil-Slaying Sword Pill

Chapter 1528 Zhuxie Sword Pill
When the four-winged light and shadow emitting mysterious and vast fluctuations appeared in the void behind Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e, the light energy between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely agitated and boiling. These light energies continuously gathered and condensed with the huge light and shadow as the center, and finally turned into countless bright stars.

An extremely strong holy light poured out from it, and countless ancient runes could be seen emerging in the holy light.

The whole world seems to be singing hymns of light at this moment.

This is the realm of light.

Here, all darkness could hardly survive, so the strange realm from Shen Jinxiao began to melt away continuously, and finally became riddled with holes as the endless light spread.

This ninth-grade realm showed signs of collapse under the power of a true unparalleled light technique.

“It’s the Unparalleled Light Technique in the temple before. They, they have actually cultivated it?!” The Fifth Mingxuan’s face was full of shock and disbelief. He knew very well how demanding the cultivation of the Unparalleled Light Technique was. It was almost the most difficult technique to cultivate in the world. Generally speaking, even if some king-level strongmen obtained the unparalleled technique, it would take a long time of comprehension and deduction before they could master it.

But now, how long has it been since Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e acquired this technique?
And they can already perform it?
This is simply outrageous!
At this moment, Diwu Mingxuan felt that his worldview had suffered a huge impact.

“Is that the Art of Unparalleled Light?” Sheng Que’er and the others were also shocked at this time. They also had extremely deep attainments in the way of light, but the light power emitted by the mysterious four-winged light at this time was already pure and condensed to an unimaginable level.

Even the power of the origin of light has appeared in it.

Those mysterious light runes are the transformation of the origin of light.

Diwu Mingxuan looked at their expressions, smiled bitterly and nodded, saying: “If I say that this is the Light Unparalleled Art that they obtained on the thirty-third floor, I’m afraid you will be even more shocked.”

As expected, Shengqueer’s eyes widened instantly, and she opened her red lips, which trembled for a long moment before she uttered two words with difficulty: “Pervert!”

Seeing this, Diwu Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his inexplicably depressed mood became a little better.

It is better for a group of people to be hit than for one person to be hit.

While they were shocked, Shen Jinxiao also felt that his own realm was rapidly collapsing. His face, which originally had a slight smile on it, gradually froze and then turned into endless gloom.

“The Art of Unparalleled Light!” he said gloomily.

In his grey-black pupils, there was a reflection of the mysterious and huge four-winged light and shadow. The special and terrifying energy fluctuation came from the pressure of the unparalleled technique. This level of technique could be transformed into the original power.

The power of origin is the symbol of a king-level strong man.

Shen Jinxiao’s eyes were dark. He stretched out his hand and saw the huge black magic flag slowly falling down and landed in his hand.

He turned his head and took a look at the black incense burning between the eyebrows of Zhou Jun’s corpse on the ancient altar. More and more black smoke was emerging. The black smoke was sticky and strange, and kept condensing, like a black hole leading to a terrifying place.

In that depth, a power is emerging that makes the heaven and earth tremble.

A hint of coldness and decisiveness flashed across Shen Jinxiao’s eyes. Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e were already powerful figures. If he didn’t want to be surpassed and killed by them in the end, he had to follow the leader of Guiyi Society.

This is his only way out in the future.

With a Heavenly King watching over him, even if Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e became the Unparalleled Marquis, they would not be able to do anything to him.

With this thought in mind, Shen Jinxiao no longer hesitated. He stretched out his finger and directly cut open the chest, revealing a beating black heart. This heart was like a tree tumor, extremely terrifying. At the same time, countless harsh and twisted cries of pain seemed to come out of it.

He forcefully inserted the black magic flag in his hand into his heart. Black blood flowed out and then invaded the magic flag. Strange runes condensed on the magic flag, emitting twisted, dark power.

An extremely terrifying energy wave roared out from the magic banner, causing the void to continue to collapse.

“So what if I have the unparalleled skill? I was able to force you two to death back then, and I can still do it now!”

Shen Jinxiao laughed loudly, but his face was full of pain and distortion. Finally, he held the magic banner with trembling hands and waved it suddenly.

“The Banner of Ten Thousand Evils, the Sea of Ten Thousand Evils!”

Boom!
The magic banner shook, as if it had cracked open holes leading to the abyss, and dark floods poured out from it. The floods were made of extremely dark and twisted energy. Wherever they passed, everything in the world would be polluted and turned into an extremely evil place.

The pitch-black flood raged like a vicious dragon, vast and unstoppable.

Diwu Mingxuan, Sheng Que’er and the others all had solemn expressions. The offensive launched by Shen Jinxiao in a desperate state revealed the power of the ninth-grade marquis realm to the extreme.

“Whether we can withstand his desperate counterattack depends on the combined strength of Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e.” Everyone looked up at where Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e were. The two stood in mid-air, their swords touching each other, and the mysterious four-winged sacred light behind them became more and more dazzling.

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e began to move. They took a step forward and swung the swords in their hands. Sword figures exuding endless sacred aura continued to emerge in the sky.

Those sword postures were extremely mysterious, as if they contained some special meaning. When Diwu Mingxuan, Sheng Que’er and other people who were proficient in the way of light gazed at those sword postures, they would feel that the light force in their bodies was cheering and rejoicing. At the same time, the operation of their own light force became smoother and faster.

Ding!
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of swords colliding between heaven and earth. Li Luo and Jiang Qing’e were seen standing in the void. Behind them was a rainbow of light formed by countless sacred sword postures and shadows.

In front of them was the vast and mighty Black Sea of Destruction, like a black evil dragon.

In front of this black sea, the two men’s figures were as small as ants, but they held their swords fearlessly, and then slashed down with sharp eyes.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in the hearts of both of them.

“Twelve-wing Holy Spirit Sword Dance.”

“Evil-killing Sword Pill!”

The swords chopped down, and the sacred four-winged light and shadow behind them suddenly turned into a majestic and vast original force flowing down, and finally turned into a holy sword ball about the size of a fist in front of the two swords.

The sword ball may look small, but it bursts out with an extremely vast and bright sword light, which contains a strong power of the origin of light.

A torrent of sacred sword light streaked across the sky, and then, in the shocked eyes of Diwu Mingxuan and others, it collided violently with the surging black sea.

But at the moment of impact, no loud noise was heard.

There is no raging energy storm either.

The Black Sea, like an evil dragon, disappeared out of thin air at an alarming speed.

When Diwu Mingxuan and the others squinted their eyes for a few breaths and then opened them again, the world had regained clarity, and the ninth-grade realm from Shen Jinxiao had completely disappeared at this moment.

Those diffuse gray and black energy no longer existed even a trace.

Their eyes suddenly turned to Shen Jinxiao’s position, but they did not see him.

“There!” Saint Bird pointed to the ancient altar in the distance.

Everyone looked over there and was shocked. On the wall of the ancient altar, a broken figure was hung heavily on it with a knife and a sword piercing through his body.

It was Shen Jinxiao!
The world was completely silent, with only the ancient wind blowing in this dilapidated world.

(End of this chapter)