This is the mask...... It's a thousand faces!

The Thousand Faces that had been crushed by Fang Qianling had miraculously appeared at this time, and the blue light that had been lurking and moving in the sea of fire before was the resurrected Thousand Faces.

After Zhang Qi's re-refining, he seems to have the ability to repair himself like that long rope, although the speed is slow, and he can't be disturbed a little, but this is not the best for them to be a magic weapon to open the spirit, but not to turn into a human body, it is equivalent to having another sense of "immortal body".

After all, who would notice them being shattered to pieces......

When Nangong Hao's dragon phantom appeared again, he had already woken up, and with the imprint connection between Nangong Hao and him, coupled with the earth-shattering power that suddenly erupted here, he quickly found Nangong Hao's current location, and he had been waiting for the opportunity to save Nangong Hao.

But to tell the truth, Qianmian didn't want to get involved in such a situation at all, even if he knew in his heart that Nangong Hao was talented, if this calamity was broken today, it would become a great weapon in the future.

But the current situation is really not for everyone to participate, and any party who makes a move now represents an unparalleled earth-shattering power, and it is not at all that he can participate in at the level of the Spirit Pattern Realm, but the mark on Nangong Hao's hand is in control of his life, and Nangong Hao's death means that his soul is scattered.

Even if you are a little reluctant in your heart, you must come to the rescue!

That's it, Qianmian who grasped the opportunity also happened to save Nangong Hao who was trapped and locked there when no one around him could make a move, plus the formation was affected, these prohibitions on Nangong Hao were more or less affected, and there was no such restraint power as before, and it was also a smooth success for Qianmian without much effort......

The resurrected thousand faces galloped, and all the thunder and lightning aura that bloomed on his body seemed to have come into contact with the so-called prototype of the realm at this time, the electric rays that spread like annual rings were really close to the level of the four lines, and even in the process of recovering the integrity of his mask body, those aura fluctuations were still increasing, and the flames that could not be avoided were even more violently smashed away by his aura, fighting for the amazing consumption now, buying time for Nangong Hao's recovery.

At this time, when the aura on Qianmian's body flickered, it was also clearly visible that in Nangong Hao's pile of stumps and broken arms, there was a pill bottle that happened to be hanging there in the hollow place where the wooden block pierced through the wrist, and the slanted bottle mouth was artificially leaning towards the empty position of Nangong Hao's right wrist, which was already empty, only a little medicinal fragrance was left, which was refreshing.

And this bottle, Nangong Hao is very familiar with it, after all, this is the last bit of emerald green liquid he left for Yang Yunxi to save his life,

Last drop......

It was just like the last tear that Yang Yunxi shed from the corner of his eye under Chuan Enhao's claws, with a slightly salty taste, and when he slipped down, he was completely burned into wisps of smoke by the raging flames, and he was imperceptibly immersed in Nangong Hao's flesh and blood.

This may also be the only move that Yang Yunxi can make when her consciousness is struggling, she also knows that this is the last chance to live, when both of them need it, she also gave this opportunity to Nangong Hao without hesitation, and gave the man she was worried about in her heart, even if she knew that there was only one way left for her to die.

And Nangong Hao didn't know all this, his current consciousness was gradually blurred, completely fusing towards his own body, and he also directly broke through the shackles of Fang Qianling's soul through the Saint King Phantom, and quietly woke up in that original body......

The slightest trace of electricity surged, like a cracked tree bark pattern, between the faints, constantly trembling, like a barrier stretched out with difficulty, surrounding Nangong Hao's body at the moment, and the already tall Nangong Hao was even more obvious above the galloping light.

Although the surrounding waves of fire were surging, there was no way to get close to the current blue light, and it seemed that they were all isolated, isolated from those electric rays, and no scorching power could touch Nangong Hao's current physical body, and let him be reborn safely.

But how could such a situation make Chuan Enhao accept it with peace of mind!

He is unwilling, unwilling to let those dragon bloodlines pass by little by little, the last hope of detachment has already made him give everything he has, in order to get the bloodline of the Feng clan quickly, Yang Yunxi has now been crushed by his own hands, the bloodline in Yang Yuqi's body is not as rich as Yang Yunxi, and the power of the bloodline of the Baifeng vein has basically been harvested completely, and the rest of that vein is just some old, weak, sick and disabled, but there is no chance again.

Now the bloodline of the Feng Clan that has been collected with great difficulty has also been scorched by the flames of this formation, and its essence has become much more fragile, if it is not absorbed now, it will disappear sooner or later, this is the fact that there is no way, so he can only fuse it now, and he can't wait for other times.

And heaven and earth have also noticed his actions, knowing that he has plans and possibilities for detachment, in this case, he will definitely not be left with a second chance like this, after all, there is still the existence of "red clothes", the lackey of the Heavenly Dao......

That is, now this is the last path of detachment, broken...... Never again!

"You don't want to succeed! This seat has said that these are mine, they are all mine! No one can snatch them away!!" The crazy roar emitted by the aura shook the earth, and the unwillingness and anger in it were completely revealed at this time.

Chuan Enhao's torn flesh and blood were also full of blood, and he couldn't break out any more attacks, but he did his best to connect his aura with the surrounding sea of fire.

It was also this kind of action that the power of the surrounding flames was also frantically gathering towards Chuan Enhao's location, and Chuan Enhao's qi and blood were steaming unreservedly, allowing him to temporarily have the power of a battle in such a state, and he was able to control the aura to burst out unimaginable attacks...... And just one hit.

But as far as he could see, the blow was enough!

After all, it is very clear that Qianmian is just an existence of the Spirit Pattern Realm, with his transcendent power that has not completely disappeared now, how can it be directly erased, as long as this blow is successful, Nangong Hao's physical body will return to his control again, and the dragon blood will naturally become his bag again, this last half-step of the transcendence threshold...... Easy!

"The flame pool is the guide, and the flames are all over the sky!"

"Reiki...... Burn!!"