In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 644 Death Slate
them? who?

Cang Ze was a little confused.

One reason was that his cultivation was definitely not low, but he didn't notice any fluctuations at all;
The other one is...

Cang Ze saw tension on the face of Pola, the great Lord, the embodiment of Heaven's will, the being that no living being could challenge, and on the face of this person nicknamed "Heaven's Insect" by the human masters.

Will the Lord be nervous?
What level of powerful enemy is this?

Cang Ze looked at Zhihui again, who was slowly floating up with her body shaking violently. There was a lot more fear in his eyes, and he had prepared all means of escape.

"Humph!"

Bharat's body left the water.

The intertwined snake tails swung gently, and a sword blade streaked across the sky, striking towards the dark land.

The blade seemed to cut a rope.

Zhihui, who was floating in the air, fell heavily onto the isolated boat.

Zhihui woke up from her coma, with great fear in her eyes. Her face was pale, she was shaking like a sieve, and her soul was groaning constantly.

"Lord...save me, Lord!"

"Shut up."

Pola responded in a cold voice, and the feeling of "I am so lonely and invincible" from a moment ago disappeared completely.

Both of Polo's heads raised at the same time and looked towards somewhere in the sky.

Cang Ze and several masters beside him looked at each other and shook their heads.

They were unaware of the presence of any enemy.

It was quiet for a moment.

"what!"

Zhihui suddenly covered her chest and screamed, black blood flowed out of all her orifices, and black spots appeared on her body.

Pala had two pairs of four hands in total. At this moment, he raised his two left arms, grasped and pulled forward, as if he was tearing a silk thread.

Zhihui's screams stopped abruptly.

But just in that moment, Zhihui became terrible, like a delicate flower withered.

Cang Ze hurriedly asked: "My Lord, where is the enemy?"

Pola did not answer, but just stared into the depths of the sky. All kinds of treasures began to slowly emerge around him. Each treasure was a rare magical treasure that was hard to find in the world, and there were even some precious treasures that had been lost since ancient times.

This time, after just a short interval, the third wave of attack arrived.

Zhihui suddenly raised her hand and covered her mouth with force. Her body twisted like a pretzel and her eyes bulged out.

Bola narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed a finger at Zhihui, and protected her with a treasure umbrella.

But the light emitted by this treasure was completely useless.

Zhihui lowered her head and bleed loudly. Her internal organs seemed to have melted away. Countless drops of blood were squeezed out of her twisted body, and her long hair fell off piece by piece.

She cried out in a sad voice: "Lord, save me! I don't want to die!"

Polo pointed his finger again, and Zhihui's soul was knocked flying backwards, and a colorful ribbon appeared behind her soul.

The ribbon hangs down from the void and falls into the nothingness on the other side.

That is the path that Zhihui relies on for longevity, but it is also the culprit for Zhihui's current misfortune.

Every time the avenue vibrated, Zhihui's body and soul became more distorted; the avenue should have been round and full, but this avenue was like a cracked bamboo tube, with cracks appearing on it and sharp spikes constantly flying out of the cracks.

Zhihui kept screaming.

Cang Ze and several other masters watched this scene with pale faces.

Attack from the Avenue...

This was beyond their understanding.

Zhihui's cry has changed from "Lord, save me" to "Let me die", and her pain is obvious.

An expert asked in a trembling voice: "What is going on?"

"Shut up," Cang Ze frowned and scolded.

Above, Pola suddenly sneered and said calmly: "You want to take revenge with your own hands? I will never let you do so."

He pointed his finger again, and a beam of colorful fairy light fell, piercing Zhihui's fairy body and the center of her brows. Her body and soul turned into ashes at the same time, and drifted away on the boat with the wind.

Nothing happened after that.

Bola landed with a dark face, his snake tail soaked in the swamp, and the two faces on his upper body were thinking at the same time.

Cang Ze and others stood in the distance with their heads down, deeply shocked.

They made some bad guesses.

For example, this is because Zhihui has accepted too many benefits from the Heavenly Dao, so that some foreshadowing has been laid for her own path, and now the foreshadowing has exploded.

Or, was this a deliberate act put on by the Lord to make them fear the unknown enemy and thus make them obedient?

However, the next few words that Pola said made Cang Ze and others go from being shocked to being shocked.

"Call the clan leaders and elders of all tribes. The situation has worsened."

"The mechanical evil demons and the final calamity have joined forces. They will descend upon the fairyland at the same time in a few decades. We must kill and subdue enough human masters within these few decades."

"Heiyao, you don't have much time. Speed ​​up or I'll go get you more helpers."

Convergence of calamities?

What does this mean?
……

at the same time.

The edge of nothingness, the ship of end.

Wang Jixuan stared blankly at the phantom that appeared in front of him, then turned his head to look at the figures beside him.

It was these figures who just took action and helped him demonstrate the correct usage of the Avenue of Death. They used the Avenue of Death to make a stone slab, on which he wrote the name Zhihui and recorded the person's Tao principles, rhyme, and aura.

Then, the stone slab shook three times, and Zhihui's shadow appeared.

Taoist Wang grinned.

Can you do this?

Then if he writes down the names of Cang Ze, Hei Yao, Huang Lang Yu and the like, can he kill these masters directly from a distance?

The figure beside him learned of Wang Jixuan's thoughts and replied with a smile:

"That depends on whether the opponent is weak enough. Take this woman for example. Her cultivation is superficial and she hasn't cultivated much of her own. Her foundation is also stable, and she is currently injured.

"Just like that, the Avenue of Death shook three times before it was able to barely contain her.

"Okay, now she's your Avenue Doll."

"Thank you for your story. We won't delay your enjoyment of the food. Remember to be careful when eating her. Don't let her consciousness pollute you. It's best to wait until she is completely stupid before eating her."

These figures patiently passed on the experience of 'eating thinking bodies'.

Taoist Wang listened with a smile, trying his best not to have any rejection thoughts.

After they left, Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Light and shadows moved on the side, and more than twenty figures appeared, looking at this side curiously.

They can't be driven away.

Every remaining soul has a curiosity no less than that of a cat.

Taoist Wang just pretended they didn't exist and turned to look at the bewildered shadow of Zhihui standing beside him.

Zhi Hui's eyes were empty and lifeless, and she didn't even have any anger at the moment. She said to Wang Jixuan in a trembling voice:
"No, don't eat me... I can do anything for you..."

Wang Jixuan sighed softly.

He was about to speak when the figures who were leaving slowly dissipated using the stone slabs made of Dao principles.

"Tsk, is this to prevent me from abusing it?"

"No," the octopus man continued, "those guys were quite eccentric. After they left, our Tao was influencing this place, and the objects they left behind naturally dissipated."

Wang Jixuan nodded in understanding.

In this case, he would definitely go talk to those figures later. He really wanted to learn the skill of killing people by writing a name.

Wang Jixuan looked at Zhihui and vaguely saw the Jurchen fairy he met in the virtual world. She was ruthless but a little mediocre, and did not leave too deep an impression on Wang Jixuan.

But even such an ordinary true immortal, under the manipulation of the Heavenly Dao, once held a high position of power and was respected by many masters.

"What is the process of dying like? Is it painful?" Taoist Wang asked her.

Zhihui's shadow nodded quickly: "It hurts, it hurts a lot! I have redeemed my sins, right? I didn't want to kill you! It's all because of Bola, that Heavenly Dao bug. He wants to kill you, he is controlling me! I am also a victim!"

Wang Jixuan was silent.

The people around were admiring Zhihui's performance and greedily absorbing the panic and fear.

Wang Jixuan sighed: "You mean, you are also a pitiful person?"

"Yes, yes! No, no!"

Zhihui reacted and knelt down in front of Wang Jixuan, her face full of regret.

She didn't really regret it.

Just because I'm really going to die now.

Even though she is now in a residual soul state, she can still think; and once she is eaten by Wang Jixuan, she will completely cease to exist.

Zhihui hurriedly said, "I am not pitiful, I deserve it! I killed many people, played with many people, I treated them as toys, and after I became strong, I started to bully the weak. Please! Spare my life! I am willing to do anything for you!"

"Look, you actually know everything, but you never do it."

Wang Jixuan shook his head.

He raised his hands slightly, and the asymmetrical flesh wings behind him spread out.

Zhihui's shadow kept bowing.

She had no ability to resist at this moment and could only beg for mercy.

"Keep your head up."

Wang Jixuan said in a low voice.

Zhihui shook her head desperately and knelt motionlessly.

A teasing voice came from the side: "Don't be in a hurry to eat her, squeeze out more emotions."

"I haven't tasted this kind of emotion in a long time."

"Her fear is much more delicious than the fear of ordinary creatures."

Wang Jixuan: ...

What a villain's statement.

I didn't expect that these guys who look perverted are actually perverts at heart. Did they become like this after setting foot in the higher dimension?
Wang Jixuan had to start thinking, if these guys really came to the fairyland, how much disaster would they cause to the fairyland...then they would treat all living beings as toys, making living beings produce all kinds of emotions for them...

'It's bad, don't think too much, they can hear it.'

Wang Jixuan's mind moved, and the flesh wings behind him evolved into a giant sword. A beam of sword light shot out, splitting Zhihui, who was kneeling in front of him, in half.

The streams of light faded backwards;
Zhihui didn't have time to look up, half of her face was filled with helplessness and the other half was filled with fear, which disappeared in the wind.

Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.

He did not experience any pleasure of revenge.

Zhihui is just a tentacle of Bharata;
If those guys hadn't asked him to choose someone who wasn't too strong and kill him with the Avenue of Death, he would definitely have written Cang Ze's name instead of Zhi Hui.

If Cang Ze died, the Dark Cult would be somewhat hurt.

Complaints suddenly rang out around:

"Why just kill her directly? It would scare her more."

"You are still too young, Wang Zheng, and you don't know how to control your emotions."

"Tell the story quickly, tell the story quickly."

Wang Jixuan inexplicably thought of Amei.

There are a lot of Amei here, and the degree of harm they cause is billions of times higher than Amei.

kalpa;

Damn it, it was the catastrophe created by Pāla himself.

You can't enjoy your good life, but you always think about upgrading the dimension. It's really unlucky.

……

【What bad luck.】

Next to Wang Jixuan's body.

Everyone looked at the text translated from Master Wang's brain waves, and they all stared in surprise.

There are three more old men here. Except Luo Tianjin, the masters of the Killing God Palace and the Spear God Palace are already here.

It was Jianwu's idea to invite the three of them over.

Letting them see it intuitively is naturally much simpler than explaining it later.

Luo Tianjin scratched his head and asked: "How can we help Jixuan? Are we, a bunch of old people, just standing here and watching? Let him get stuck in the End Ship and fight those...what are these dirty things..."

Jian Wu said: "The alien armies have begun to gather again. It is obvious that Bola wants to kill us and then deal with this catastrophe."

The old lady who is the head of the Gun God Palace sighed, "Bola is worried that we will join forces with these...remnant spirits on the End Ship."

"In Po Luo's opinion, we will definitely take advantage of its misfortune. We are its enemy, the mechanical fleet is its enemy, and these residual spirits are even more of its enemy. It needs to defeat us one by one."

"I'm afraid it's going to be tough from now on."

"Yes, when the Heavenly Dao takes action, I wonder what means it will use."

Everyone became worried.

Bai Gu laughed at the side and said, "Don't worry. Whoever can leave behind the spark of race and civilization in this level of disaster will survive. There have been many cases in the history of the fairy world where a race has lost 99% of its lives and then prospered again."

"Your words are light, but these are human lives."

"We humans have two things to do now. One is to defeat the Heavenly Worm, and the other is to prevent this catastrophe from happening."

Luo Tianjin asked: "Is there any solution?"

Everyone was silent.

Mudan said, "My mechanical fleet cannot fight against this ship of the end. The energy forms of the two are different. I can attack tangible objects, but I cannot attack this Tao monster that has been baptized by the energy of the higher-dimensional world."

The atmosphere here became even more depressing.

Zheng Shiduo wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but was stopped by a look from Chishe next to him.

Jian Jiu, who had been meditating the whole time, said, "When an enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals; when a flood comes, we will block it with earth. Throughout history, the human race has faced countless crises that are more serious than the one we are facing now. We don't have to pin our hopes on Ji Xuan alone."

"Having said that, Jixuan has now clearly become a breakthrough point."

Jianwu sighed:
“I originally wanted Ji Xuan to make a splash at the Heroes Conference and lead the human race to the next victory.

"Now I never thought that Ji Xuan has been involved in the catastrophe... Can we find a way to communicate with Ji Xuan?"

"No."

Peony said softly:
"Communicating with the boss means communicating directly with these monsters composed of more than one hundred residual souls of Daluo Jinxian. The boss is now a part of them.

"I have thought of many ways, for example, we can send some secret words to the boss, or speak in a way that only we can understand.

“But after extrapolation, the monster can understand it all in real time.

"They have already reached the higher-dimensional world, but they just fell down. I can only describe this kind of enemy as incredible."

Jian Wu whispered, "Are we going to have to watch this catastrophe come and all the lives be destroyed?"

"This is not your responsibility," Bai Gu said. "While there is still time, the most important thing is to try to transfer the spark of civilization outside the fairyland."

Everyone nodded.

Mudan glanced at Bai Gu, who had a smiling expression on his face the whole time.

"Senior Bai Gu, my boss's fate was caused by you, right?"

(End of this chapter)