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Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and despite facing such a desperate situation, he did not flinch in the slightest.
He clenched his teeth, feeling the dwindling spiritual energy within him surging wildly.
A surge of intense energy instantly converged on the longsword in his hand, causing it to burst forth with dazzling light.
Like the rising sun, it dispels all the surrounding darkness.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he had already taken countermeasures. He suddenly swung his sword, leaving a dazzling trail of light and shadow in the air.
Immediately afterwards, an enormous sword aura was unleashed, sweeping across the area in front, leaving nothing but smoke and dust in its wake.
Both the ferocious black dragon and the entangled tentacles were severed in two by a single sword strike, cut into two pieces.
However, this attack, which exhausted all his strength, also caused Wei Yuan to suffer a backlash.
He felt a wave of weakness wash over him, his body swayed slightly, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
But at this moment, he had no time to recover.
"It's over, Wei Yuan!"
A triumphant, cold laugh rang in her ears. As the voice rang out, the other woman's hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals.
Suddenly, powerful energy began to gather in the sky once more, and amidst the dense clouds and flashes of lightning,
Countless thick bolts of lightning, like angry dragons, struck him down.
At the same time, Salun Agu seized the opportunity to launch a final offensive.
The power gathered on the black staff formed a massive pillar of light.
It pierced through all obstacles and aimed directly at Wei Yuan's chest, seemingly trying to punch him through.
Wei Yuan looked up at the deadly attack coming his way, but there was no fear in his eyes.
At that moment, he knew that perhaps his life was about to end.
But he didn't regret it, because he knew that he had done his best to do what he was supposed to do from beginning to end.
Asking for flowers
The only thing that made him feel regretful and reluctant was that he was unable to successfully complete the task of sealing the witch god.
Just as things were at their most critical moment, the space suddenly fluctuated violently, followed by a deafening roar and the opening of a huge, dark spatial rift.
Then a very familiar voice came clearly from within: "Uncle, I'm here to help you!"
Immediately afterwards, three figures darted out from the crack.
It was Wei Changxuan and his two close friends, Jiang Fang and Janet.
As soon as Wei Changxuan appeared, he drew his sword and charged forward.
At the same time, he unleashed a fierce sword aura, successfully shielding Wei Yuan from the impending doom.
Regardless of the thunderous power summoned by Empress Joan of Arc.
Or perhaps it was the powerful magic displayed by Salen Aggu.
Everything crumbled and disintegrated instantly upon contact with this sword energy.
"Changxuan!" Wei Yuan exclaimed upon seeing his nephew return safely and rescue him.
A hint of barely concealed surprise flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes.
But he quickly regained his previous serious and earnest expression, and said urgently,
"How did you get here? It's far too dangerous here!"
His words were filled with the deep concern of an elder for the safety of the younger generation.
Chapter 110 Wei Changxuan and Jiang Fang's formidable strength!
Wei Changxuan smiled slightly, a smile that revealed a subtle warmth and resolve, and said in an extremely firm tone:
"Uncle, how can I let you shoulder this heavy responsibility alone in the face of such powerful enemies?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fang and Janet quickly came to Wei Yuan's side.
Jiang Fang gripped the spear tightly, its silver tip gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Janet, on the other hand, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her fingertips dancing with a mysterious, powerful light.
She is always ready to unleash her most proficient magic.
When Joan of Arc and Salen Agu saw the three who had suddenly joined the battle, their expressions tightened.
The former spoke with a cold laugh, his voice as biting as the coldest winter wind:
"A few more people have come looking for their own deaths. Well, that'll save us the trouble of doing anything else."
Salen Agu added in an even colder and slightly sarcastic tone:
"Wei Changxuan, do you really think that you and a few juniors can stop this storm?"
Today, here, no one can escape.
In response to this provocative remark, Wei Changxuan merely chuckled lightly.
His eyes, however, revealed a righteous indignation no less than his opponent's: "Joan of Arc, Salen-Agu, this ends here! All evil will be punished as it is!"
He didn't give the enemy any more time to react; the moment he finished speaking...
He shot out like a bolt of lightning.
The next moment, she was already standing in front of Joan of Arc.
The sound of the longsword in his hand cutting through the air was clearly audible, its target aimed directly at the throat of this arrogant man.
The sudden attack caught Joan of Arc off guard.
He frantically leaped backward, attempting to construct a defensive barrier using his dark power.
They withstood the impending fatal blow.
Meanwhile, an equally fierce battle was unfolding on the other side of the battlefield—Jiang Fang poured all her strength into the tip of her spear.
Each swing unleashed a powerful, hurricane-like shockwave, extinguishing the black tentacles that had initially tried to entangle and threaten them.
They shattered the moment they touched the cold metal, never to be restored.
On the other side, as Janet untied the hand seals, a golden light bloomed like the dawn.
The entire battle scene was illuminated, and countless rays of light coalesced and shot rapidly toward Salen Aggu.
Faced with this sudden and powerful attack,
Even someone as powerful as the latter could only temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack, constantly retreating to dodge those extremely penetrating energy beams.
As the pressure from his allies gradually subsided, Wei Yuan, whose mind was initially somewhat disturbed by worry about the safety of his children, finally calmed down.
He took a deep breath, adjusting his breathing rate while reactivating the powerful spiritual energy within his body.
He brandished his sword and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wei Changxuan.
The sight of the two swords intertwining was truly spectacular, their coordination seamless.
This formed a power barrier that almost no one could easily break through.
Even if the opponent possesses unfathomable 4.8 abilities, it cannot change the invincible momentum generated by the four of them united at this moment.
The various bizarre black magic spells cast by Joan of Arc were repeatedly cut off and destroyed by the sword light of the father and son.
The dark tentacles of Salen Aguna, which once inspired fear in all, have been shattered.
Jiang Fang's precise and sharp strike had completely shattered the oppressive aura it once possessed. The situation was subtly shifting...
Chapter 111 Everyone was shocked: The Empress Joan of Arc was annihilated!
"Damn it!" Joan of Arc roared, her voice shaking the entire battlefield.
His eyes seemed to burn with two balls of madness, revealing an uncontrollable rage.
He bit his tongue hard, and blood gushed from his mouth, staining the ground in front of him red.
As blood splattered, his hands swiftly formed a hand seal in front of his chest, the movement so fast it was almost impossible to see the trajectory.
Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically, and a huge black vortex suddenly formed, as if the gates of hell had been forcibly opened.
The vortex spun, and the terrifying suction force emanating from it sent chills down one's spine, as if it would devour everyone and everything.
"This is... the Devouring Power of the Witch God!"
Wei Yuan's face instantly filled with fear, and he shouted urgently:
"Everyone be careful, don't get sucked in!" His voice was filled with unprecedented tension and anxiety.
Wei Changxuan's eyes sharpened even more.
It was as cold and frigid as ice.
He swiftly swung his longsword, unleashing a fierce and unparalleled sword aura in an attempt to cleave the terrifying black vortex in two.
However, the sword energy had barely approached the edge of the vortex when it was swallowed up by the terrifying suction force within the vortex, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.
"Hahaha, it's useless! This is the power of the Witch God, you can't resist it at all!"
Joan of Arc let out a near-maniacal laugh, a laugh filled with smugness and contempt, as if mocking the helplessness of the crowd.
At this critical moment, Janet stepped forward. She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes,
Gently press your palms together and begin to chant the incantation softly.
Each syllable seemed to contain boundless sacred power, instilling a sense of security from within. As the incantation ended,
She suddenly opened her eyes, and two captivating beams of light shot out from her pupils. Her entire body was instantly enveloped in rings of dazzling golden light.
"Holy Seal!" With a delicate shout, the halos converged into a massive golden pillar of light.
It rushed straight toward the ever-expanding black vortex.
The golden beam of light collided with the black vortex in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.
The roar was deafening, and the distortion caused by the shock wave could even be seen in the air.
Faced with such a powerful impact of light energy, the originally menacing dark vortex...
It also began to become unstable, and finally collapsed and dissipated completely after a violent tremor.