Can't lose!

The firm belief in Jun Wuxie's heart was deeply rooted, and her eyes were unwavering. Even when facing the increasingly powerful God of Destruction, she did not have any timidity or retreat.

[Xiao Xie'er, you are not fighting alone.]

A familiar voice suddenly rang deep in Jun Wuxie's soul!

Jun Wuxie was slightly stunned, and an illusory figure appeared quietly behind him, without any warm touch or familiar smell, but that feeling made Jun Wuxie's heart suddenly calm.

[And we are fighting with you.] Jun Wuyao's phantom stood behind Jun Wuxie, hugging her from behind. The illusory hands held Jun Wuxie's palm holding the sword, as if carrying invisible power.

Just as the two of them held their hands tightly, silver-white balls of light suddenly flew from all directions and emerged into Jun Wuxie's body.

Each of the pure power was very weak, but it could not withstand the number of them, and it merged into Jun Wuxie's body bit by bit. The light balls seemed to have become a part of Jun Wuxie's power. Jun Wuxie could clearly feel that the power of the divine in his body was becoming stronger and stronger little by little!

[God, born out of faith, the person you guardian will eventually protect you at this moment.] Jun Wuyao is laughing, and his figure is gradually becoming blurred, and finally melted into the light, turning into a huge ball of light, blending into Jun Wuxie's body.

At the same time, in the lower three realms.

Countless crowds gathered together, Jun Xian, Jun Qing, Qu Lingyue, Lei Chen, Mo Qianyuan, Baiyunxian...

There are also countless soldiers of the Ruilin Army and Iron Blood Team.

At this moment, they all gathered together. Among them, there was a person, a person with a halo scattered all over their bodies - Tianze.

Tianze suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood just now, but then he fell into an inexplicable state. He spoke, and the sound he said was Jun Wuyao.

[Little Xie'er needs you, please pass on your faith to her.]

That was the last thing Jun Wuyao left to the world.

Tianze, who had taken a drop of Jun Wuyao's blood, after Jun Wuyao's soul was scattered, that drop of blood became a wisp of Jun Wuyao's soul that remained, isolated from thousands of mountains and rivers, but conveyed the most important sentence.

Their faith...

This sentence confused Jun Xian and the others, but it suddenly became clear in an instant.

They immediately mobilized everyone, and they didn't know how to convey their faith, but... they tried to pray... to Jun Wuxie's victory. When balls of light flew out from their heads and flew towards the boundless sky, they finally understood.

this……

It is the power of faith that Jun Wuyao mentioned.

And this power will also be passed on to Jun Wuxie with their prayers and beliefs.

The integrated Lower Three Realms can mobilize everyone in the shortest time. This news was spread by the soldiers of Ruilin Army.

Soon, people in the lower three realms put down their work, either standing or kneeling, and they were all conveying their faith power with their most sincere expectations.

Countless powers of faith flew out from the lower three realms, crossed the clouds, and flew straight to the three realms!
Chapter completed!