Chapter 1810: Devouring _3 Chapter 1810: Devouring _3 After she coldly ordered, the demonic soul reacted like a conditioned reflex.
It waved its hands, and the entire 'giant tree' began to tremble.
The vines trembled and rustled when they were rubbed.
Countless black vines quickly retreated, and the flower of the netherworld was forced to bloom again.
The flower buds bloomed layer by layer, revealing number four and the Daoist priest, who were wrapped in them. Their souls had been severely damaged and their consciousness was in a mess.
Above the cultivator's head, the Furious spirits of the dead had already gnawed at the back of the skeleton that was holding the cultivator's head.
The spirit's head was buried, and a pitch-black tongue with thick saliva hanging from it stuck out.
Just as the tongue was about to lick the cultivator's head, its body turned into black mist and flew toward the demonic soul.
“Ah-”
The dead spirit let out an angry scream, and its ferocious face twisted as it was absorbed into the demonic soul's body.
Within the entire abyssal territory, the black gas surged into the demonic soul's body.
The thousands of wisps of black Qi flew up like long hair and absorbed every wisp of dark power into its body.
The 'giant tree' trembled violently, and the undead on the tree shrieked in fear.
The flower of the netherworld quickly withered, and its vines quickly retracted in the direction of the 'giant tree'.
The demonic soul's body formed a new endless abyss. The dark energy that the magic continent and Sage Moonfall hated was the source of the power that it desired the most.
Its pitch-black face revealed a human-like expression of enjoyment.
The power of darkness nourished its body, causing its aura to become more dangerous and profound.
The 'giant tree', which was half-separated from the sage yueshu, finally seemed to be afraid and no longer tried to tie her down like before.
The demonic souls that appeared out of nowhere made the dark forces that had existed for hundreds of years feel a sense of danger, and they were eager to hide in the abyss.
The waves of the vast ocean began to rise and fall, turning into the power of darkness that was recovered by the 'giant tree'.
The dense intertwining vines retracted back towards the 'giant tree', while the undead that crawled out desperately crawled back towards the tree trunk, dodging.
However, at this moment, the countless young, middle-aged, and old fan wus that had appeared in the air had also begun their hunt. They crushed the undead that they had caught, turning them into the purest energy and devouring them.
The flower of the netherworld quickly withered, and the petals turned into power that was absorbed into the devil's body.
Song Qing's small body regained its freedom. After sinking two meters, she quickly stabilized herself.
Her gaze fell on the body of the 'bright sun Sage.' Forward 'command was activated, and she instantly appeared beside the' bright sun Sage.
I've fulfilled my promise. I'll take the reward myself.
A cold female voice rang in the Sage's ears, and in the next moment, the silver light pierced through him.
The sharp sword Qi surrounded him, and it was so fast that Sage sunlight did not even feel pain.
His chest was cut open by the sharp sky splitter, and cold air poured into his empty chest along with a dark light.
Without the obstruction of the light at the heart, the black stains on the Sage's robe quickly engulfed the only pure Land at the chest.
He reached out to cover his empty chest, which had already lost the feeling of beating.
Song qingxiao, who had been trapped by the flower of the netherworld, appeared not far from him. She held a fist-sized heart in her hand, which exuded a soft luster.
a pure heart that has never been contaminated.
The heart was still beating slightly, like the sweetest color of honey. It was covered with a layer of light golden film, emitting a faint glow. Just as song qingxiao had said, it had not been contaminated by the black gas at all.
For some reason, Sage sunlight didn't feel any pain even though his heart had been cut.
The moment he heard song qingxiao's words, he let out a relieved and relieved smile.
Endless coldness, loneliness, and despair wrapped around him. His hair had turned black, and his eyes had turned dark purple.
I'll take this with me. It represents your heart that you once held fast to in the face of darkness.
With the heart in her hand, the mission notification in song Qing's mind changed as follows:
[ you have obtained the heart of purity (completed). ]
[ mission reward: 15000 points ]
Other than No. 3, who was already dead, there were five other cultivators still alive. However, under the rules of the divine prison, there was still one cultivator who had not died, but he had already been eliminated.
Song qingxiao raised her head as she spoke. She saw the purple-haired woman in the air, whose face was twisted in fear.
Her lightning tribulation formation had already taken shape, and a large number of restrained lightning arcs shot down in Sage yueshu's direction like a storm.
However, the moment song Qing completed her mission, her body actually swayed.
“No…”
As a participant, the purple-haired woman might have already seen the mission notification.
She let out a desperate and angry scream, but before her voice could reach its maximum, her figure was crushed like a virtual projection being disturbed by an electric current!
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