Chapter 381: Who Owes Whom (3)

"Hmph, even if you are hurt by her, you have to remember it, should I say that you are stupid?" A cold snort suddenly came from the Quiet Valley, and then an inky figure cut through the sky and slowly fell into the valley.

Ink clothes, black hair, ink eyes, and the figure hidden in the darkness slowly approached, and the blood-colored thin lips were strangely hooked, like a Shura from hell, cold and ruthless.

"You obviously have the power to control the world, but you abandon it, and want to become like this for a woman, you are simply insulting the power of transfiguration"

The dim eyes swept over the man slightly, Phantom Night raised his head, his lips opened slightly, and his weak voice gently overflowed from his throat, "If you don't have her, what if you have the power of transformation?" ”

"How?" The man's dark eyes deepened, his voice was raised, and his deep eyes ignited a palpitating madness, "With the power of illusion, you can control everything, and then the entire continent will listen to the order, what is a mere woman?" ”

Phantom Night smiled faintly, and her phoenix eyes gently lowered, "I have lived alone for tens of thousands of years, and I have already seen enough of the prosperity of the world, I have no intention of dominating the world, I just want to stay with her for the rest of my life."

"A lifetime together? Hmph, a lifetime together, really moved the deity. I wanted you two to kill each other, but you went against the will of the deity, and would rather die than hurt her, since you are so infatuated, the deity fulfills you, and sends you two to hell to stay together."

With a cruel remark, the man raised his hand violently, and boundless power poured out of his body, roaring and rushing towards the phantom night. Phantom Night's body stiffened, the netherworld karmic fire suddenly dispersed, and the black spiritual power swooped up, surrounding Phantom Night, Phantom Night muffled, blood overflowed from his body, staining the grass under his body red.

"Tens of thousands of years of grudges, let's end them all today"

The spiritual power raged through, leaving a bright red patch in the green grass, exuding a shocking red.

Retracting his spiritual power, the man looked at the person on the grass with his eyes closed and lost his life, and laughed deeply, "It's your luck to die in my hands, there will be no illusory night in the world in the future, only I am disillusioned, I am the one who really controls the world, hahaha......"

The clouds obscured the daylight at some point, and there was a faint mournful roar in the silent valley, losing the power of the phantom night, and the Mosang flowers gradually decayed and fell, and only a moment floated to the bottom of the entire valley.

The land of two people is desolate, and after all, they lost to the cruelty of reality.

The cold wind was fierce, and the sky was full of sorrow.

Phantom Night died, and the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace could not escape the doom.

When Ziyue went to Luoyan Valley, the Protoss army had already been divided into two, a small number of them followed Ziyue to kill the Demon Venerable, and more surrounded the Nine Heavens Holy Palace.

As an ancient clan, the Protoss has many masters in the clan, and even there are no less than a thousand strong people with the strength of the Spirit Venerable, and there are even hundreds of strong Spirit Saints, so they quickly broke through the defense and attacked the main hall.

The Holy Palace was taken by surprise, and there was no phantom night to sit in charge, and it was forced to retreat, guarding outside the temple in embarrassment, confronting the army of the Protoss.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his lips, Linglong glared at the man leading the army, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Despicable, as an ancient god clan, he actually took advantage of the Holy Venerable to sneak attack the Holy Palace when he left the palace."

"Hmph, if you say that you are despicable, how can you compare to your Demon Palace? Your Demon Palace took away the holy water of my clan's divine spring, and killed tens of thousands of people of my divine clan, and my divine clan is just treating its body with its own way" Linglong's voice fell, and a deep voice sounded from the crowd.

Cold eyes swept over the person who spoke, and Linglong sneered, "What nonsense, there are countless treasures in my Holy Palace, why do I need to take your holy water?" Everything is just an excuse for your Protoss"