Chapter 409 Resurrection of Heroic Spirits (Happy New Year’s Day!)

Chapter 409 Resurrection of Heroic Spirits (Happy New Year’s Day!)

Facing Liu Mang's sudden breakthrough, the expressions of many evil mages behind Xia Wei changed drastically.

What's more, his legs were trembling, cold sweat broke out, and his back was wet.

These people made clever breakthroughs and surpassed the results of hundreds of years of practice of ordinary monks in just a few years. Naturally, their character is inferior to that of monks who practice normally.

Just like those young heroic spirit summoners, although they have the power to destroy the world, their minds are no different from ordinary passionate young people. When their passion is overtaken, they don't care about anything.

Only an alien like Xia Wei, who climbed out of the abyss of resentment and pain, has no fear or thought even in a life-or-death situation.

At this moment, Xia Wei could already smell the breath of death.

Although she is the leader of many evil mages and has sacrificed the most heroic spirit power to the legendary Tao Ancestor, her strength is still at the realm of transformation into gods. Compared with the current Liu Mang, she is still two small realms behind. .

But the Snow Queen in everyone's eyes smiled for the first time.

"Very good, you really didn't disappoint me."

Xia Wei's eyes were filled with black light, occupying all the colors in her eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Only this kind of power can help me reach a higher realm."

"Or, kill me!"

A white-gold line appeared between her eyebrows, and a transparent card flew out, instantly tearing apart the space blockade Liu Mang had laid, and then an even greater power suddenly came.

Many evil mages looked happy, as if they were waking up from a dream.

"It's the power of Dao Ancestor!"

A crack appeared uncontrollably between their eyebrows, and transparent cards flew out one after another, converging on the power summoned by Xia Wei in mid-air.

Each transparent card represents a permission.

When these powers are combined, they can summon the legendary Taoist ancestor who gave them the power to practice.

With the blessing of this power, Xia Wei climbed up to the sky step by step. The space continued to tremble and mutate, and the laws between heaven and earth were at her disposal.

At this moment, she is almost a Dongxu Xuanzun.

Even Liu Mang, who was at the peak of his divine transformation, had to restrain his hands and feet in front of her, and his power of law was completely suppressed.

Liu Mang looked at Xia Wei, who was like a god coming to earth, and felt that his power was constantly weakening.

The power of heroic spirits comes from heaven.

If heaven allows, the heroic spirit can freely exert its extraordinary power under the seal of Jue Tian Di Tong.

But if even the way of heaven is suppressed, then how much of his own power can be used.

Liu Mang knew that his current strength was his limit.

Heroic spirits rely on heaven. Although they have the ability to be immortal, the upper limit has long been locked.

But how could he give up easily?

His body was constantly glowing, and his magic power turned into fuel like a charcoal fire. A primordial spirit as bright as the sun emerged from his body, shining through the void for thousands of miles.

"The heroic spirits in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river. Even if all memories are wiped out today, sooner or later, someone will still fulfill my last wish!"

Liu Mang's soul rushed forward.

Collide with Xia Wei.

The violent spatial fluctuations turned into invisible winds, tearing all visible objects into pieces.

At the same time, many Heroic Spirit Summoners who had finally removed the toxins from their bodies were struggling to see their boss struggling on their heads.

"Don't let down the sacrifice of the boss."

"let's go!"

Just when Liu Mang decided to fight, the order to retreat was already given to them.

"If you want to leave, you can go. Boss treats me like a brother. Even if I die at this time, I will stay with him."

"Twenty years of happy life. Even though I die today, I have no regrets."

"Awu, let's go, Xiaohuan is still waiting for you at home."

A young summoner showed a relieved smile on his face, spread his hands, and a huge shadow rose behind him.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed a little confused.

At this moment, he sighed and then merged into the young man's body.

The next moment.

The aura of youth increased rapidly, and an ancient aura filled the air.

This young man actually voluntarily gave up his personality and actively accepted the memory of the heroic spirit in his body, allowing the heroic spirit to take over.

This means that he has made himself the perfect body for the heroic spirit to inhabit.

Therefore, the power of heroic spirits is rapidly recovering.

"Fellow Taoist, the old Taoist is here to help you!"

The young man made an old voice, and his appearance quickly transformed into the appearance of the heroic spirit inside him.

"Brother Six!"

A young summoner saw the young summoner turning into a stranger in front of his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he shouted loudly:

"We all agreed at the beginning that we would live together and die together!"

"I, Wu Kui, am not a coward!"

A lifelike silhouette of a heroic spirit also appeared behind him.

This is the last killer move they have developed - the resurrection of heroic spirits.

If at the last moment, their power cannot fight against the enemy, then let the heroic spirit become the dominant body, let the power of the heroic spirit be fully revived, and save the world on their behalf.

Even then, their own consciousness will no longer exist.

But some things are more important than life.

This time, no one of the thirteen heroic spirit summoners brought by Liu Mang hesitated, and they all replaced themselves with ancient heroic spirits.

The loyalty of young people is the purest, and a promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Liu Mang's teeth were cracked and his eyes were cracked, and his burning soul was even brighter.

Overseas for twelve years, he and many brothers went through many hardships before they made the commitment to live and die together.

In order to help him realize his ideal, everyone left their hometown and came to New Year's Eve without hesitation.

But they hadn't even seen what Danian looked like in detail, and they lost their self-consciousness for him on the second day they set foot on this continent.

this moment.

Liu Mang wanted to go with all the brothers.

But his spiritual will is completely integrated with Venerable Xingluo, regardless of each other, and even most of his emotions are dominated by him.

The living suffer more than the dead.

Because they still have to bear the share of death.

"ah!!!"

There were chess pieces scattered behind Liu Mong, and the black and white chess pieces turned into killing moves and poured towards Xia Wei as if they were free of charge.

Magnificent fireworks burst into the sky.

Other heroic spirits were not to be outdone. They gathered all kinds of killing moves, and the power of the law was turbulent. From high altitude to underground, countless buildings were reduced to ruins. It was a bit more powerful than the strongest modern firepower.

But the gap in realm cannot be made up by quantity.

Liu Mang burned himself, destroyed and reborn again and again, and his memory was like chalk written on a blackboard, turning into flying dust.

But he was horrified to find out.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or not, but all the erased memories come from Venerable Xing Luo.

Venerable Xingluo's memory is getting less and less.

The memory belonging to Liu Mang became more and more profound.

So his pain became more and more profound.

"This is the power of Tao Zun. Standing opposite and behind is a Tao Zun!"

An ancient heroic spirit regrouped its body. Looking at Xia Wei, who was still able to handle dozens of late-stage divine transformation and peak divine transformation heroes, Xia Wei looked extremely heavy.

"If we continue to fight, we will only consume more of the power of heaven. Otherwise, our sacrifice is meaningless."

"Only by waiting for the Xuan Lords to wake up and until the Dao Lord descends into glory will we be able to fight."

"Walk!"

The ancient heroic spirit made a prompt decision.

The sacrifice of the young people awakened them, but this was not the reason for them to make unnecessary sacrifices.

After accompanying Liu Mang to death in battle, many ancient heroes made wise choices.

When Liu Mang saw many heroic spirits choosing to leave at the same time, the pain in his heart was even worse.

This means that the sacrifices made by his brothers for him also become meaningless.

The promises they made to heaven and earth.

No one listens anymore.

His fighting suddenly stopped.

Xia Wei was still controlling the power of law as it passed through his body, dimming his soul.

Xia Wei didn't even look at him, and chased the other heroic spirits.

This is the bait arranged by the owner.

As long as he lives, there will be a steady stream of heroic spirits as her tribute.

Just like today.

In just twelve years, he actually brought back thirteen fully awakened ancient heroic spirits.

Liu Mang didn't make any move.

At this moment, he only felt extremely tired and empty, as if all his efforts were making things worse.

For a while.

He looked at the evil mages who were ready to make a move.

Let him use his last glory to do something for this world.

Dawn is approaching.

A grand killing quietly unfolded.

…

"Poor hot-blooded comic protagonist."

Yu Xian watched as Xia Wei captured the thirteen ancient heroic spirits one by one, and used his Taoist power to seal and imprison them, turning them into good leeks that could grow independently without fertilizing.

This is in sharp contrast to Liu Mang, who showed no mercy to the evil mage and killed one by one.

Looks like a scam.

In fact, it is a win-win situation.

As time went by, these evil mages had become a burden that wasted his Taoist power.

Now that Liu is busy handling it, he can take back the power of the Taoist Master and warn other evil mages that their conflict with the Heroic Spirit Summoner cannot be eased. Only by following the great Taoist Master, who is him, can they have a glorious future.

By the way, encourage them and stop thinking about following others to pick up leftovers all day long.

Only by taking the initiative to capture those summoners who have not yet fully awakened as their own sacrifices can we keep up with this ever-changing new era.

Then, Yu Xian saw Liu Mang lying exhausted in the ruins, and was secretly picked up by the little princess of the empire who stabbed him in the back.

He seemed to see the gears of fate turning.

A new love-hate relationship is staged again.

"But just like an invincible Xiaoqiang, this guy seems to have something."

Yu Xian knows that heroic spirits can continue to revive.

But Liu Mang recovered a little quickly.

Although the protagonist is definitely a little different from ordinary people.

But in this world that is manipulated behind the scenes, the protagonists are all puppets.

Liu Mang is the target of the gathering of calamity energy, but in the vast world of Jue Tian, ​​he is by no means the only protagonist chosen by the world, and the true destiny is not so easy to be born.

But after repeated setbacks, this guy seems to have really become the protagonist.

"I smell a conspiracy."

"Is there a third chess player in Juetian Realm besides me and Daojun Lingtian?"

Yu Xian trusts his intuition.

At his level, there is no difference between the so-called intuition and the revelation of fate.

Yu Xian raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"At worst, I'll run away and go home. It's important that I eat well first. If you don't want it from Jue Tianjie, don't take it."

…

The next day.

Yu Xian's thoughts moved slightly.

On Xia Wei's side, the sacrificial ceremony has been prepared.

In fact, there is no ceremony. It is to communicate with him through a certain password he set in advance. He lowers a ray of consciousness, harvests the heroic spirits, and throws the power into the human world for digestion. It is an alternative version of swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven.

This sacrificial distance is his sensing distance.

Judging from his level, anyone in the entire Jue Tian Realm who offered sacrifices and prayed to him would be able to attract his attention.

This reminded him of the light of reception in the spiritual world.

In the void universe, as long as you see the light of the spiritual world and communicate with it, you will be guided by the rainbow light.

Compared with the spirit world, at this level, he is just a younger brother.

Because it was the first time to enjoy the fully awakened ancient heroic spirit, Yu Xian was directly distracted this time.

A single-room prison.

Many ancient heroic spirits were sealed by the power of Tao Zun, and they were almost the same as mortals.

Xia Wei recited the mantra, and Yu Xian's distraction followed him like a shadow, swallowing up the power of each heroic spirit distributed in the cell.

Each of the thirteen perfect ancient heroic spirits provided him with around ten million cultivation points, and their recovery speed was extremely fast.

Under the urging of a certain will.

Xia Wei walked through the cells of different heroic spirits over and over again.

Several hours passed.

Thirteen ancient heroic spirits were restored and drained, drained and restored again. Until the ninth time, their bodies were shattered and they died on the spot.

But the next moment.

The ancient heroic spirit was resurrected in situ.

It is draining, recovering, broken, and resurrected again and again...

The divine light in the eyes of the thirteen ancient heroic spirits was extinguished little by little, and they became numb. As they continued to be reborn, their memories and spirituality were continuously erased.

After nine consecutive resurrections.

Yu Xian decisively stopped devouring their power.

He had a premonition that if this happened again, these ancient heroes would fall asleep forever.

Even for an immortal heroic spirit, it was a bit too much to be drained eighty-one times and resurrected nine times in a short period of time.

However, each heroic spirit provides him with ninety-nine and eighty-one times of heavenly power, which is about 800 million cultivation points.

Thirteen means 10.4 billion, which is equivalent to half a year of being a spiritual energy thief in the spiritual world.

It doesn't seem like much, even very little.

After all, this was the gift he had been waiting for for twelve years.

But the accounts cannot be calculated like this.

As time goes by, especially when he takes the initiative to promote the activity of evil mages in the world, and the atmosphere of war spreads to other continents in the New Year, the revival of heroic spirit summoners will become faster and faster, more and more.

Today there are only thirteen.

In the future there will be one hundred and thirty, one thousand three hundred, thirteen thousand.

And these leeks are sustainable.

Only by giving them enough time to recover can they provide another 10.4 billion.

However, this time has yet to be considered.

Yu Xian was very satisfied with this small test.

In the past, those heroic spirit summoners who had not fully awakened could only provide one hundred and eighty thousand cultivation points a year on average, which was not as much as he could by swallowing the spiritual energy of the heaven.

But with the improvement in quantity and quality, his future is entirely promising.

His requirements are not high either.

As long as a thousand fully awakened ancient heroic spirits are allowed to suck him for a hundred years, he will be worth the price.

Anything more is pure profit.

If Jue Tianjie showed some weakness at this time, he wouldn't mind taking it a step further.

Thinking.

Yu Xian looked through the void and saw Liu Mang, who had woken up with dull eyes. Facing Ji Qingqing, who knelt down to admit his mistake and cried bitterly, he still had no expression on his face and seemed to be heartbroken.

But Yu Xian still saw the calamity that kept gathering towards him.

He knew that even if Liu Mang wanted to die, the fate of this world would not allow him.

The pawns who have crossed the river have only one way forward.

"Although it's not authentic to always catch someone picking out wool, it smells so good." (End of Chapter)