Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Life and death.

Han Zhan's consciousness was about to be completely wiped out and he fell into madness.

Before his consciousness was about to fade away, he asked one last question in a hurried tone.

"To make a lie come true, you need to consume spiritual energy, which is the black energy, right?"

Opposite him, Li Changhao had a big belly and a dead look on his face. He opened his mouth and could no longer speak, so he could only nod reluctantly.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Han Zhan felt as if a shot of ice water had been poured into his mind. For an unprecedented moment of clarity, he thought of a solution.

"Fight hard, life or death depends on this move!"

"Fu Xiqin, the ancient setting sun formation, start it for me!"

As Han Zhan roared with all his strength, dark formations appeared under his feet, and an ancient aura spread.

The huge black formation covered a large area of ​​Deep Blue City.

Looking down from the sky, you can see a huge black circular formation taking shape in an instant!

Its pattern is ancient and complex, and the outlined patterns are flickering and looming.

"Where is the war spirit?!"

Buzz-buzz-

The melodious horn sound sounded from nowhere, and the air seemed to become much thicker.

In the silent night, streaks of pale white spiritual light appeared in the pitch-black circular array!

One, two, three,

Hundreds of ways, ten thousand ways, billions of ways!

During the Battle of Ixieqi, the billions of Ixieqi baby snakes slaughtered by Han Zhan and Gong Yangjin turned into combat spirits and appeared in the Ancient Meaning Setting Sun Formation.

The appearance of such a terrifying number of war spirits made the originally empty barrier suddenly filled to the brim.

Not only that,

After these war spirits were summoned, they actually began to mutate. Each one of them either exploded and died, or their whole body was covered with dense black hair, or several heads grew out.

But at the same time, Han Zhan and Li Changhao, who were mutating, suddenly stopped the process of mutating.

Li Changhao, who had given up hope, looked at his deflated belly in disbelief, and looked at Han Zhan in disbelief.

"What did you do! How could the world cancel its influence on us? This is impossible!"

The tingling sensation on the back of Han Zhan's neck also disappeared. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling lingering fear.

He knew that he made the right bet!

"I just expanded the number of objects to be polluted and alienated by the Red Moon and Black Mist. When the number is expanded to a certain level, on average, the degree of pollution of each alienated object becomes minimal."

"There are hundreds of millions of first-order war spirits in the Ancient Setting Sun Formation."

Assuming that the black mist of the Red Moon is a vat of pitch-black ink, poured into a pool of clear water, it is enough to pollute and muddy the pool of clear water.

But what if it was dumped into the entire sea? I'm afraid it won't even have the slightest impact.

This was the thinking of the Korean War.

Han Zhan's words made Li Changhao look sideways, and he once again took a serious look at this "opponent" who had beaten him up.

As the most talented member of the younger generation of the Li family, Li Changhao has the resources of the entire family, as well as specialized guidance and planning from famous teachers, but the Korean War is different.

Less than three months have passed since Han Zhan awakened as a spiritual master, to the time he successfully reached the fourth level and broke through the third level of Baji Fist.

If it's just cultivation talent, that's it. No matter how strong a person's cultivation talent is, he will just be a reckless man when he grows up, so there is nothing to worry about. But now, Han Zhan has shown another side of himself that is resourceful, tenacious and never gives up.

Add these two qualities together, and the future achievements of the Korean War will be immeasurable.

Li Changhao has seen many real geniuses, whether it is the "monster" Zero Sum created by Changsheng Company that spent huge amounts of money and manpower, or Shang Jianhe, the genius inventor of Shenshang Technology who is known as business intelligence.

These geniuses who can truly determine an era and the future all have the same characteristics.

Exactly the same traits as Han Zhan!

He now somewhat understood why his grandfather Li Shutong chose Han Zhan as his ninth student.

"Why are you so stunned?"

Han Zhan waved his hand in front of Li Changhao.

Although the alienation has been diluted, Han Zhan's abnormalities are still slightly present. His face is pale and he is a bit out of breath when speaking.

"Hey, I have a question for you. Since you know that this prop is called Whirlpool World, do you know where its formation eye is and how to break this barrier?"

"I……"

Li Changhao came back to his senses, heard Han Zhan's question, and after thinking about it in his mind for a long time, he shook his head.

"I do not know."

"The prop of the Whirlpool World is rarely used even by the ninth-level Insect Emperor Nightmare. There is not much information about it."

The few pieces of information were exchanged for the lives of high-level awakened people. Li Changhao added something in his heart.

If they can't find the formation, they still can't get out and get rid of this barrier.

More and more citizens of Deep Blue City will continue to die and become polluted by black fog.

The Korean War may not care about the pollution itself, but the ordinary people in Shenlan City are innocent.

There is also teacher Li Shutong, who is now in the same flesh-and-blood seal barrier as Nightmare, and his life or death is uncertain.

……

Between the mountains and rivers, the world in the mirror.

Li Shutong sat cross-legged on a lake, his eyebrows slightly lowered, neither happy nor sad.

Directly opposite him, there was another vague figure wearing a black robe and exuding black energy.

"It's been an hour. Guess how your precious student and granddaughter are doing now."

A genderless voice came out of the black air, like a scraping paper being scraped hard on rough paper. The hoarse and harsh voice made people feel uncomfortable.

Li Shutong slowly opened his eyes, looked at the opposite side, and uttered two words. "No problem."

"Oh? Are you so confident in them? You know, this is the treasure [Wilting World] I obtained from the ruins. Do you think that with their level, they can break the barrier created by Whining World?"

Li Shutong's mood remained unchanged, as if he had expected this.

"If they were dead, you wouldn't be here talking all this nonsense to me."

"If they die, you don't have to live."

These two sentences, spoken by Li Shutong, represent two meanings.

In the black air on the opposite side, the human form transformed by the ninth-level insect emperor's nightmare frowned.

"Your state of mind is like still water, without waves or waves. You are indeed worthy of the name of the God of War in Great Xia. I am not as good as you."

Nightmare's tone was calm, but the topic changed. "I don't need to be able to beat you. This time I attack you, it's just a deal. If I hold you back, my mission will be completed."

Li Shutong frowned slightly.

Under him, a circle of faint ripples spread out instantly on the ripple-free lake surface.

A colorless and transparent chain protruded from the bottom of the lake and bound Li Shutong.

Sitting across from him was a surprised man who suddenly burst into laughter.

"How funny, how funny!"

"Li Shutong, the majestic God of War of Great Xia, never dreamed that he would be stabbed in the back, right? Hahahaha!"

"Li Shutong, you are confused."