He's getting married......

Zichen Ruo knew that Ying Huan was trying to disturb her mind, but at this moment, she couldn't control the bitterness spreading in her heart at all.

He'll refuse...... But what's the use of refusing, how can he resist the pressure of the clan, not to mention what kind of place is the Demon Addiction Star, will Yu Ling be punished there if he doesn't agree?

No, he can't think about these things anymore, he must have a way, but if she can't get through this level now, she will definitely not see him.

But in a slight trance, Zichenruo has lost the opportunity.

Ying Huan's figure disappeared in front of her out of thin air, and then a sharp cry came from the little fox beside her.

"Hmph, it's this little thing......"

Ying Huan carried the little fox and groped through its fur for a while, and finally pinched a translucent bead the size of a mung bean between his index finger and thumb.

The ghost bead struggled desperately, but it couldn't escape Ying Huan's grasp at all.

So the little fox's fright instantly turned into anger, and he jumped up with a whiner and bit down on Ying Huan's hand.

Ying Huan didn't bother to take care of it at all, after all, with the strength of the little fox, he couldn't even break his defense, he just shook his hand casually, and the little fox was dizzy and didn't know where it flew.

"Could it be a legendary artifact...... Ghost beads?" Ying Huan thought thoughtfully.

Although he had never seen this kind of thing before, after all, he had lived for thousands of years, and he still had this insight, whether it was the surprise attack of the Xuanling clan just now, or the sudden appearance of the little fox, it was obviously not a spatial obstruction, otherwise he could see through it at a glance.

This strange state between life and death is very much like the legendary void.

I didn't expect such a surprise to occur in this remote place, and if I could take it for my own use, I could barely make up for today's losses.

Ying Huan said and set up a ninefold seal, until the ghost bead could no longer flutter and wilted and remained motionless.

"Alright, it's time to end this farce. Ying Huan's voice was like a winter glacier, and the forest was cold to the bone.

The huge battle situation was all in his senses, although the Phantom Spirit Clan didn't know what weird things he threw out, which caused the strength of many clansmen to be greatly reduced, and even Ying Huan felt uncomfortable, but with his cultivation in the late stage of his apostasy, he could basically not be disturbed.

Besides, the disparity in strength is too great, Ying Huan doesn't know what these people are resisting, if the Phantom Clan surrenders sincerely, he may let them live, but now, they have buried their only chance with their own hands.

In his estimate, it will be almost over in less than an hour.

"If you have any other tricks, just use them. Ying Huan calmly walked towards Zichenruo and the others, wanting to force out their last hole cards.

"Little sister, give me the spirit seal and the Phantom Yi Glazed Tower. Zi Bingyuan's eyes stared at Ying Huan without blinking, and said in a deep voice.

"Big Brother ......"

"There is no better way, you are our last hope, and I am the eldest brother, and I have never let my sister stand at the forefront. ”

Zi Bingyuan stretched out his hand and said with a little sternness: "Give it to me!"

"I don't. If Zichen had a premonition, he grabbed the two items tightly and stuffed them into his spatial ring.

"Han Wei, you know what you have to do, right? If something happens to my little sister, your eldest ancestor will not forgive you. Zi Bingyuan said.

"Alas, why bother?" Dry Wei sighed, and after all, he forcibly swept away the spirit seal and the glazed pagoda with a tail, and sent it to Zi Bingyuan's arms with lightning speed.

"Han Wei, help me take care of her, don't let her come. ”

Zi Bingyuan's eyes suddenly lit up with purple fire, and then his entire figure became faint, replaced by the light of the spirit seal and the glazed pagoda.

"Brother, are you crazy?! If you dare to die, I won't forgive you!"

Zichen Ruo could no longer maintain his usual calm, and desperately reached out to grab Zi Bingyuan.

However, her hand was empty, and Zi Bingyuan at this moment didn't seem to be a living person, but more like a soul body.

His voice became more and more ethereal: "It doesn't matter, all along, I have been blocking you, preventing you from being with that kid, blocking all your proposals, you won't forgive me anyway, you just need to live well." ”

Zi Bingyuan paused, and said ruthlessly: "Han Wei, pull her back." ”

"Alas......" Han Wei only felt that he was not human on both sides, but its tail still swept out honestly, and it stood between the two of them to prevent Zichenruo from approaching again.

"This is my brother, do you know what you're doing!" Zi Chenruo's face showed an extremely rare look of anger.

"I know, of course I know, but in this situation, either all of them are finished, or we have to sacrifice some people to save the other part, this is our plan......"

Han Wei sighed again: "Ah don't say it, that guy is here, if you can drag him on his back today, it's worth it for Lao Tzu to die here!"

"Second Ancestor, prepare!"

Its voice suddenly became high-pitched, and seeing that Zi Bingyuan's figure completely turned into nothingness, leaving only a wisp of soul shadow integrated into the glazed tower, Han Wei rushed towards Ying Huan.

"Huh?" Ying Huan didn't notice Han Wei originally, but at this moment, he found that the most hidden thing in the audience seemed to be this strange beast from the Chaos Realm.

It may seem familiar......

Before Ying Huan could remember the origin of Han Wei, the crystal clear purple glazed pagoda had already suspended by itself, and it was overwhelmingly pressed down from above.

At the same time, all the Phantom Clansmen present felt a shock throughout their bodies, as if some silent power in their bloodlines had awakened again, making them feel strange and warm.

"Your Highness......

They vaguely felt something, but they didn't dare to believe it, and they didn't want to believe it.

"Kill!"

Zi Bingwen even burst out of this word from between his teeth, and he projected the soul world with red eyes, like a gambler who was cornered, trying his best to set off a storm of illusion, as if otherwise, it would not be enough to cover up the sadness and sorrow in his heart.

How much more to sacrifice, and what more?

If that doesn't work, then it's time for him to sacrifice next, and in any case, the little sister can't die here.

"Ha, the Yuanling Clan is nothing more than that......"

A spear pierced Zi Bingwen's chest, and he felt a lot of pain, a piercing pain, and even his eyes became blurred.

However, he still laughed wildly, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the soul realm were resolutely crushed, causing the sneak attacker's soul sea to shatter and collapse in an instant.

Zi Bingwen, who was wearing a cloak, could no longer see the nobility and elegance of his usual life, he pulled out his spear with trembling hands, ignoring the surging blood, and his red eyes stared at the opponents around him.

They were like jackals, tigers and leopards, and they surrounded them again, with undying cruelty and ruthlessness in their eyes, and the leader was a master of the late stage of the True Dao Realm.

Zi Bingwen knew that he might not be able to survive this round.

It's a pity, he only killed ten people, and he didn't even have a True Dao Realm, so the eldest brother would definitely laugh at him......

He gasped for breath and barely looked in the direction of Zi Chenruo through his blurred vision.

It was dark, nothing could be seen, it was the deepest night that swallowed up all the light.

But he could sense that the little sister was fine.

Zi Bingwen raised his head with great effort and laughed: "Come on, what are you hesitating about? Are you still afraid of me?"

"I hope you can be so arrogant when you only have the remnant soul left. Elder Yuan Ling sneered, and was about to make a move, but suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and a fist was rapidly enlarged in the field of vision.

He narrowly dodged, but his fellow citizens behind him were not so lucky, the bridge of his nose snapped completely, and his face was covered with blood and snot, screaming and flying far away.

"Old Luan ......" Zi Bingwen looked at the figure beside him and tried his best to show a smile.

"We're really, no one can say anyone. Luan Wei's chest collapsed deeply, half of his arm was missing, and he was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

However, even though he was seriously injured, he was still invincible in the early stage of the sweep.

"Heh, you still have time to save people?"

Another elder at the pinnacle of the True Path stepped into the void, and it seemed that he had inflicted heavy damage on Luan Wei.

"Hurry up and solve these few, and our task is almost complete. The Elder at the peak of the True Path raised his hand lightly, and the Dao Yun enveloped the area like a whirlpool, trying to shatter all the foreign matter into powder.

The severe pain flooded like a tide, and Zi Bingwen only felt that everything was getting farther and farther away from him, so far away that he could no longer reach it.

He was about to use the last trace of sobriety to cast the forbidden technique, when the elder at the peak of the True Path grabbed him by the collar, twisted him towards Ying Huan's side, and sneered: "Do you really think that my clan is so easy to fool? Let you see clearly, the end of playing with me!"

Zi Bingwen struggled to open his eyes and saw that the pitch-black darkness had subsided.

Shuo was unconscious on the side, not knowing life and death, Han Wei fell in a ruin, struggled for a long time and couldn't get up, even the Illusion Yi Glazed Pagoda was bleak and was caught in Ying Huan's hands, leaving Zichen Ruo alone holding the spirit seal, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Ying Huan turned his back to Zi Bingwen, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know what his state was at the moment, but he only saw that his back was still as tall as a green pine, and it seemed that the siege of several masters did not cause him any damage.

Is this the power of the late apostasy...... Obviously, he had already suffered the backlash of the forbidden arts, and he was still unimaginably powerful.

If it was Ying Huan in his heyday, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have the slightest room for resistance, right?

All the thoughts have been exhausted, all the means at their disposal have been used, but in the end, the outcome will not change in any way.

All their efforts, it's like a joke, a joke that everyone can laugh at.

Zi Bingwen watched as Ying Huan's power of the Dao rules diffused like a tide, and Zi Chen, like a mortal facing a monstrous tsunami, was humble and insignificant, and seemed to be shattered in the next second.

He suddenly became cowardly, closed his eyes, and did not dare to look again, because at this moment he was sealed with the strength of his whole body, and it was impossible to even make sacrifices.

That's probably ...... It's fate, the more you struggle, the more you can't break free.

Zi Bingwen let the bitterness ferment in his heart, until he suddenly noticed that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and it seemed that all the fighting had stopped.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that the smiling True Path Peak Elder in front of him had turned into a frozen statue, while the others around him also maintained their own postures and remained motionless, looking comical and ridiculous.

A voice suddenly came from a distance, and then in a very short time, it got closer and closer.

"Chenruo, I'm late. ”

A young man in black carried a long knife upside down, appeared in the field at some point, and gently protected Zi Chenruo behind him.

The pendant on his chest flashed with a strange golden light, and then the frozen world slowly returned to normal.