The defense line was broken through, and Zihong and Liu Shun rushed towards him like crazy.

Everyone activated the Tianhun and prepared to self-destruct.

"No, they're going to self-destruct!"

"Be careful, sir!"

"Stop them!"

Everyone shouted! They stopped like crazy, but it was too late.

These people rushed too fast and were too crazy!

"Die!" Zihong looked determined, and the soul on her chest had already ignited.

Although this person is not in vain, it is enough. Once this person dies, it can cause riots in the army of the Dark Dynasty and buy time for the entire rebel army.

But at this moment, the commander suddenly burst into laughter.

"Just relying on you bunch of trash, I want to assassinate me? It's simply a delusion!"

The roar fell, and the man grabbed it from the storage ring. He didn't know what magic weapon he had obtained, but it looked like a cloak and raised it outward!

Wow!

An inexplicable gust of wind blew towards Zihong and others.

In an instant, all the souls of everyone were blown away.

"What?"

"I...my soul...is gone..."

"how so..."

"Brother Liu Shun! Our soul energy has been forced to disperse, and we... cannot explode ourselves!"

"It must be his magic weapon!"

"It's over...it's all..."

Liu Shun and others looked as if dead.

Zihong is also dumbfounded.

Although everyone's ideas are beautiful, how could assassination be so easy to accomplish?

The other party's magic weapon was simply unpredictable. No one expected that there would be such a way to prevent the celestial soul from self-destructing.

"It seems that the sky is about to perish my dawn!" The scholar sighed.

"Brother Scholar, Brother Liu Shun, what should we do now?" A soul lord turned his head and cried with tears on his face.

"I can only...give up..." the scholar whispered.

"Give up? Even if I die, I will have to pull two people on the back! Ah!!!" Liu Shun roared wildly, rushed towards the people of the Dark Dynasty who rushed over and started fighting with him.

He was completely desperate to play, only attacking and not defending. In just a few breaths, his body was covered with scars and blood, but several souls died at his hands.

The scholars were inspired and fought with them.

But...everyone knows that this is a battle of death.

Breakthrough is no longer realistic.

Zihong took a light breath, reached out her hand, and took out a bamboo stick from the storage ring.

This is the bamboo stick that Bai Ye gave her.

Bai Ye once said that as long as he breaks the bamboo stick, no matter what happens, he will come to help Zihong, but Zihong doesn't care at all and never thinks about using it.

She just wanted to take a look at this thing at this last moment!

Zihong sighed, held the bamboo stick in her hand, then held the sword, and wanted to fight with everyone.

But at this moment, a terrifying shock wave rushed over.

not good!

Zihong's face changed suddenly and she immediately turned her head to flash.

But... the shock wave has too wide range and too strong energy, so her dodge is not as good as it can.

"Qiu Shui Shield!" Zihong shouted loudly, raised her arm and waved her. Tianhun sacrificed her soul power again, and a large shield was created in front of her.

Bang!

A violent collision sounded.

Then I saw that the purple-red shield was torn apart, and the man was also shaken away by the shock wave and fell heavily to the ground.

Snap!

The bamboo stick she held tightly in her hand seemed to have suffered the impact of this force and broke it on the spot.

"ah?"

Zihong's face changed horror, and she ignored the injuries on her body. She hurriedly stood up and trembled and pieced together the broken bamboo sticks.

But... the breath sealed on the bamboo stick has evaporated.

"No...no...no..."

Zihong's face was covered with tears and she cried with sobs.

But she could never piece together the bamboo sticks, and the evaporated aura had already swung with the wind and drifted into the distance...

"No!!!"

Purple-red howls in pain.

She doesn't want to use bamboo sticks.

If you use bamboo sticks, Ye Bai will definitely come.

And when you get to this kind of place... who can live?

This is completely a death sentence!

But the wood has already been completed and the breath has dissipated.

what to do?

How should I inform Ye Bai not to die?

The purple and red six gods were unattended, and they were trembling.

At this time, several figures rushed towards Zihong!

The violent murderous aura was like a cathartic flood, instilling into her body.

"Purple Red, be careful!"

A shrill cry resounded through the sky.

Zihong trembled all over and raised her eyes to look at the rushing figure.

He is from the Dark Dynasty.

They had already stared at Zihong and raised their swords and killed them.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!" I don't know who was roaring hard.

Zihong's body froze and wanted to fight back, but when she saw so many people rushing towards her, the hand she had just raised could not help but put it down again.

Counterattack...what is it?

I am no match for these people at all.

Today, I am destined to die.

In this case, why not wait silently for the arrival of death?

Zihong sighed, lowered her head, no longer looking at the people of the Dark Dynasty, but sat silently, holding the broken bamboo stick, and no longer activate the Heavenly Soul.

"Sorry Ye Bai... I didn't mean to harm you... I'm sorry..." she said hoarsely.

Clam clang clang clang...

At this time, a large amount of terrifying sword energy had already flowed towards us.

The fierce pressure almost tore the purple-red apart...

Is this the feeling of death?

No pain...

Zihong's heart was thinking.

But at this moment...

Whoosh!

An unusual sound suddenly appeared.
To be continued...