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Chapter 1539 The power of burial

This rain contains a trace of the rules of heaven and earth. This is a destructive rule of heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth is endless and cannot be fought against by ordinary mortals.

The rain with the ultimate destructive power fell, and almost all the Black Demon masters in this world suffered varying degrees of damage.

The dense rain was still dripping, and many Black Demon masters were melted from the inside out by the rainwater containing strange powers into nothingness. Of course, those who died were slightly weak people.

The seventh level of the holy realm and the eighth level of the holy realm were all blocked with their own strong strength. The masters at the fifth level of the holy realm and the sixth level of the holy realm were only slightly injured, and there was no big deal.

Other masters of the Black Demon Clan united together to form small groups to block the rain that made them tremble and fearful.

The sound of the piano is no longer melodious, no longer the kind of tune that makes people empathize and feel sad, but the song of death and the funeral of life.

The power of the immortal burial sound is terrifying, which scared many masters of the Black Demon clan, but the consumption is too great. At this time, cold sweat broke out on Ye Xiaofeng's forehead, and Liu Yunyan's face turned pale again.

At this time, the spiritual infant in Ye Xiaofeng's divine court was also in a state of decline, as if it was about to collapse. The spiritual infant condensed for a period of time would be destroyed in one go.

"Stay your mind and I will help you." Just when Ye Xiaofeng was anxious and didn't know what to do, a voice sounded in his ears, the voice of the moon god, and a faint thought rippled around him.

"How do you help?" Ye Xiaofeng let out a wave of confusion.

"There is a special force in your body that can quickly merge the special forces in the spiritual baby, using you as the carrier of transition to pass the power to her." The moon god said in a plain voice.

Hearing the words of the Moon God, Ye Xiaofeng understood a little and felt relieved.

"Okay, don't force yourself."

In an instant, Ye Xiaofeng felt a force coming through the space and condensed directly into a crescent-shaped body, imprinted on Ye Xiaofeng's eyebrows. Ye Xiaofeng did not stop him and let him do it. He knew that the moon god would not harm him.

When this crescent moon was formed, Ye Xiaofeng felt that there was a vague connection between herself and the moon god. At this time, the moon god was still in Qingquan City. It was only a moment for her to come.

At this time, an extremely pure force surged out from the crescent-shaped imprint and entered Ye Xiaofeng's divine court. After a series of transformations, it was transformed into his own power in a moment. He did not store it and directly entered into Liu Yunyan's body.

The power of the moon god pouring in is extremely pure, cool and icy, just like the essence of the moon.

The power provided by the moon god is extremely vast, as if it is an endless river flowing.

It seemed that the power of the moon god was extremely terrifying. With her power joining, both of them recovered for a while. The power of the notes burst out was even more terrifying. The niaoming tune seemed to be descending from the sky.

"Crank," the tune is melodious, shaking the world, and the black clouds roll violently, and lightnings wandering among the black clouds, as if something is brewing.

The rain with strange power still falls like the water of death, which makes people feel scared.

"Zheng,," the tune changed again. The way of heaven is ruthless, and there is no time to practice. It is accompanied by a deep regret, bloody killing, heavy sadness.

"The sword lights and swords shadows in the world, the resentment of the world, the bloody and storm of the world, the corpses are piled up, and the lonely graves are left with desolation and sadness. The great way is like a song, life is like ant, singing the song of the world, allowing the world to be prosperous for three thousand, practicing to achieve eternal life, but still cannot escape fate, fighting for thousands of years, burying a love affair, and burying this pride,"

The melodious and sad song sounded, with an indelible sadness. It was the heroic spirit that had buried forever and the eternal spirit.

The tune and singing vibrated the entire world, causing the souls of all living beings in this space to shake. Black clouds rolled, and the electric snakes in it swam, condensed into thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket.

Thunder and lightning landed down, which was the power of destruction. Each lightning contained terrible power. Nearly a hundred black demon elite teams were split into coke, and they were black from the outside to the inside, without a trace of life fluctuations.

Some people were also severely injured after being chopped and were severely injured.

At this time, the rain disappeared. Before the people of the Black Demon Clan could breathe a sigh of relief, crystal clear snowflakes fell down, carrying a kind of sadness and sadness. Each snowflake contained terrifying power, which was the power to bury everything.

"Ahhhh,,," countless screams sounded, and the body of a black demon master was rotten, as if a corpse that had been buried deep in the ground for thousands of years. The smell of mold and rottenness was emitted, which were the power brought by the falling snowflakes.

People with low cultivation levels will directly turn into dust, and dust returns to dust, coming from nature, returning to nature.

This is a terrible scene, as if it was a punishment from heaven to land. This world is like dark night, with thousands of thunder falling from the sky, and each land will take away a lot of life.

Ice and snow are like frost, burying everything in the world.

The tune is constantly changing, with an extremely bloody spirit of killing and killing, a bit similar to the tune of ambushing on ten sides, tight and murderous intent soaring.

With the sound of the bloody tone full of killing and killing, the lightning above the nine heavens actually changed into a handful of weapons, with a variety of weapons, and there were several figures in the hazy place.

From a distance, it looks like a heavenly soldier and general landing, stopping this killing, and it also seems like helping humans to destroy evil demons.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. The masters on human side showed a hint of joy on their faces. They knew that the Sixty-Fifth Team was saved and the elite team of the Black Demon Clan was about to be defeated.

"What kind of tune is so powerful? It's terrible. Fortunately, this one exists. Otherwise, this battle would have been a crushing defeat."

"This seems to be the sound of the burial immortal in the Five Great Gods. I have the honor of seeing a lyric recorded in ancient books."

Compared to the excitement of humans, the young men and the experts in the darkness all looked extremely ugly. They wanted to kill Liu Yunyan into countless small pieces, and they also wanted to kill everyone in Ye Xiaofeng's battle team.

"It seems that our clan's elite team is over. What should we do now? Without this team, it is probably difficult for us to retreat safely, let alone invade the territory of mankind."

"It's all that person who caused trouble. No matter what the price he paid, he must be killed. This stumbling block must be kicked out." A young man said with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
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