A large amount of black smoke began to dissipate, and the huge wolf head in the sky had long disappeared.

The reason why Jin was able to continue fighting after his death was related to his ritual.

From the first black smoke to the later linking the night, after the black smoke became a ritual, it would no longer dissipate because of Jin's death.

So as early as the beginning, Jin was ready to die in battle. He divided his own rituals into the darkness, and at the moment of his death, he directly activated his final arrangement.

Let the night come alive to some extent.

For the Three-Blade Sword, any living body is the matter of the Three-Blade Sword.

Therefore, anyone who has mastered the information will feel a headache when facing the information.

Either he cannot swing the third sword against himself, or he can fight with a non-living body.

It’s just a pity that so far, most people can’t even catch the first sword, let alone the third sword.

It is no longer a life form or a battle between a life form, but few non-life form can reach the current height.

The Jinchen-revitalized Wolf of the Night made this ascetic feel a little trouble that he hadn't missed for a long time.

The three-edged sword was put down again, making Weiwei breathe, and she breathed slightly rapidly, and some obvious fatigue appeared on her face. Although he was the last heir of the Paladin family, his physical strength was not endless.

After the country of Hitu handled the ancient sirens' rebellion, he arrived at Luo Ya without stopping, and encountered the difficult Jin here again.

Even so, Jean did not stop and rest for a while, but continued to rush and quickly stepped into the city of Roya.

Through the sensing between the sword marks, it is possible to sense that Ness is quickly away.

If he chases now, he might be able to catch up.

But looking at the Holy Power and the Water Rise of Zhenghui over there, he turned around and rushed to that side.

In most cases, he can pay more attention to the overall situation.

Only in a small part of the time, he will have such selfishness.

But the facts have proved that every time you have selfishness, there will be no good results.

Xia Ya looked calm, but his breathing became heavier and his eyes became more and more turbid.

The water flow controlled by Puldo is enough to call it blood flow, and the highly condensed sin becomes visible to the naked eye, as if the pale spine is shaking everywhere.

Some people around who could not dodge but did not die on the spot began to irreversibly change their bodies after being rubbed by the pale spine or brushed by it.

The power of sin penetrated into their bodies and began to take root.

They fell to the ground, vomited out water, and gradually some fish characteristics appeared on their bodies.

The old Xia Ya has no ability to stop all this. He can no longer control the holy power in detail. Now that he has fallen into holy power, he can only kill these infected people directly.

Xia Ya was not unwilling to do it, but could not. He faced the fact that he was old again and again. However, today, he still felt that he was really unable to do it.

"With your death, let's become my foundation, Chara!" Puldo's only thought was left in his mind.

Compared to Shaya, whose energy was almost exhausted, Puldo was in better and better condition. He noticed the ascetic who rushed over quickly.

Poldo, who had fought with Jean, could naturally recognize who that person was.

But it was too late, Puldo calculated everything in an instant, and his heart became completely at ease.

As a Paladin family, he is not just a monk. Even though he is in his sixties, his physical condition is still at its best. In addition, he is also in charge of the holy sword.

If we talk about combat power alone, it can almost be said to be the ceiling of the Holy Heavenly Sound Kingdom.

However, even so, he can hurt himself at most in a short period of time, and it is unlikely that he will kill himself in his current state.

"I won this time!" The spine in Puldo's hand had completely turned into a suitable size, and the stormy blood-colored water flowed away the holy power released by Charia. Puldo came to Charia in one step.

The spine in his hand is about to pierce into Shaya's body and kill this monk who is close to God, and then the sword pointing to God will be completed.

Puldo did not hesitate at all, but his thoughts inevitably went astray.

"Chaya, can we get out of here alive?" Puldo looked painful, his young face was already full of depression.

"If you can, believe me." Xia Ya, who was gloomy at the time, nodded and said with certainty. Although there was a big gap on his forehead, it was knocked out when someone pressed his head into the toilet.

"Eat something." Xia Ya searched her pocket, took out a piece of dried fruit from it, and placed it in front of Puldo.

Then he lowered his head and pulled up the food that was smelly in front of him.

"Believe me, Puldo!" Chara repeated again in a low voice.

Puldo was just a sudden realization and saw the hot blood sputtering over, and was washed away by the water that was wrapped in him and did not fall on him.

The three-edged sword did not pull out from Chara's body, but went further and directly stabbed Purdou.

The water flow beside Puldo began to be separated when it encountered the blade. The three-edged sword collided with the spine, and Puldo instinctively retreated backwards.

A trace of peace appeared on Xia Ya's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head slightly to look at the sky. Although it was dark, he seemed to have seen the most beautiful picture.

After drawing out the three-edged sword, Xia Ya's old body fell down and completely lost its life.

For Jean, this is the best way to deal with it. If Puldo kills Charia, the sword of sin will be completely refined, and Puldo will be difficult to solve it.

And Shaya was going to die, so she was worth dying.

So before he could stop Puldo, he took action to kill Xia Ya without hesitation.

Looking at Jean with a calm face, unprecedented anger rose from Puldo's heart. He didn't know whether it was because his plan failed or because Jean killed Xia Ya.

But in that anger, Puldo felt a hint of sadness.

The water flow quickly rotated, constantly hitting the three-edged sword, but did not achieve any results.

The god painted two marks, which differentiated the earth and the ocean, so the three-edged sword was the nemesis of Puldo at this time.

Puldo also knew this, but driven by anger, he did not leave quickly as planned, whether successful or failure.

Instead, he still controls his own abilities and attacks frantically.

Let the expression be dull, use the sword to separate the water flow, the holy power surges out from the body, and the whole person seems to turn into the sun, and the holy sound is played. The people around who have been infected with sin have not even had time to whirl out of pain, and their bodies exploded in the light and holy sound.

Puldo once again sank into the huge water flow, completely hiding himself. Although his anger caused him to attack Jean in a crazy way, he knew Jean's ability very well.

Puldo, who has seen combat effectiveness, has judged one thing, that is, now is the time to make his condition worse.

Can't kill Charia, but maybe it can kill Jean? Puldo kept persuading himself, and he didn't want to or was willing to retreat.

"If I kill my target, just use your life to fill it!" Puldo's eyes were full of hatred, but it hit Jean's thoughts.

He had seen the horror of the ancient sirens. The real ancient sirens. Even with the three-edged sword that restrained the other party, he fought hard for more than two months.

This is because the ancient sirens did not have much wisdom, and the various technologies used for power were far inferior to those of humans today.

Once a monster appears that has mastered the power of ancient siren and possesses human intelligence and technology.

That was a complete disaster.

The hand holding the sword did not change at all due to fatigue.

Both sides' eyes were full of murderous intent, and the sword blade split the water and collided with the spine.

The colorful lines condensed here again, and Alva came one step later.

He looked at Xia Ya's body and his whole body exuded a scent of greyness.

The three masters of Shengyin were suddenly the only one left.

He once thought he had untied the curse of the immortal medicine, but now he realized that the curse had never been untied.
Chapter completed!