Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Situ Wuying's heart sank. It was still too late!

With the power of the glass gold Mystic beast's remnant soul in the blood soul contract book, Ling Chuxi's speed of using the dark Beast contract technique was many times faster than Yi Li 's.

"Roar ...""Shitian" looked up at the sky and roared angrily. He slowly opened his eyes, which were as deep as the abyss, and suddenly lit up, revealing the fierceness of his bloodline.

Situ Wuying's elite experts were all shocked by the aura of the ancient heaven devouring God. None of them dared to step forward.

"Kill!" Situ Wuying let out a loud roar and slashed out with all his might. The slender sword exploded with a visible sword Qi that was three meters long.

The netherworld puppet also attacked at the same time. The sword Qi that gushed out was like the simultaneous eruption of several dozen small volcanoes.

Waves of water-like green energy rippled around Shitian, congregating into a colorful light column. It shot forward like a Thunderbolt from the ninth heaven.

The air currents shot out, and the turbulence howled.

Amidst the loud rumbling, situ Wuying and the dozen or so death puppets were sent flying like a fairy scattering flowers.

Those netherworld puppets were still fine. They were originally impervious to swords and Spears. After their successful resurrection, their souls had also undergone a qualitative change. Even Ling Chuxi's sword heart soul-breaking technique could not kill them easily. This attack from the heaven devouring beast also did not cause any fatal damage to them.

Situ Wuying wasn't so lucky. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, blood spurting out of his mouth.

Naturally, Ling Chuxi would not miss this opportunity. She flew up. Ling Yichen and Gongxi kuangdao also stood up at the same time. Three rays of sword Qi and Saber Light of the heaven origin stage gathered together and slashed towards situ Wuying.

No matter how strong situ Wuying was, he had just been injured by the sky devouring underworld God. How could he withstand the combined attack of three sky origin stage cultivators?

Situ Wuying had never expected that Ling Chuxi would actually be able to complete the dark Beast contract technique so quickly. He had been severely injured by the sky-devouring underworld God. Seeing the three of them attack together, he was greatly shocked and instinctively raised his sword. He felt a few waves of innate vitality enter his body through the sword like a storm. Wherever it passed, his muscles, meridians, and even bones were turned into dust.

A fear of death that he had never felt before surged up in his heart. In fact, he did not even feel any fear. In front of his eyes, scenes that had been sealed for a long time appeared one after another.

Three hundred years ago, he was expelled from the sect because he accidentally injured a direct disciple in the sect's trial. He was full of resentment and unwillingness, so he was forced to come to the thousand Ridge. When he was at his wit's end, he accidentally found the master who had been sleeping for ten thousand years with the dark death technique. At that time, he was filled with hatred and broke the defensive formation on his body at all costs. He respected him and asked him to teach him the Dark Clan's martial arts. After that, he became the number one expert in the thousand Ridge.

In the past 300 years, he had tried every possible way to help his master conceal his identity and recover his strength. He had also established the shadowkill sect and secretly annexed the wild blade sect and several other top forces. He wanted to help his master fulfill his long-cherished wish and take revenge for himself.

Whoever knew that at the last moment, when everything was about to come true, everything fell short.

Perhaps, he should not have come at all this time. In situ Wuying's heart, there was too much unwillingness, too much regret ...

The scene in front of him finally froze. A wave of sword light and Saber Light had completely enveloped him. Situ Wuying's tall and slender figure in mid-air suddenly stopped and turned into nothingness in a distorted light and shadow. He didn't even have the time to let out a scream.