Ling Hongluo regarded the Yan clan as an enemy, and he had always known about it.

He didn't blame Ling Hongluo for anything, because Ling Hongluo hated the Yan Clan, and it was a matter of course.

He didn't want to tell Ling Hongluo that rainy night, that man had only bloodied half of the blood of the Yan clan in Fireweary City with his connivance.

It was his subsequent protection of that man that deterred the heirs of the Yan clan who were still trying to murder Ling Carrot, and allowed Ling Carrot to survive until now.

He didn't want Ling Hongluo to know that it was his deliberate connivance that allowed Ling Hongluo to sneak into the Forbidden Land Demon Flame Pool again and again to wash the marrow and cut the veins.

Just as his so-called symbolic reward for the spirit carrot is actually the most abundant material among the descendants of the Yan Clan, otherwise, no matter how strong the Demon Flame Country is, how can it have such capital?

He didn't want Linghongluo to know this, because he didn't want to see the strange light in Linghongluo's eyes.

He is the patriarch of the Yan Clan, and he will not treat the entire Yan Clan badly because of one person.

Favoritism towards the clan will be the source of unrest among the clansmen.

As a patriarch, as long as he has the means and determination of a thunderbolt, it is enough.

Like at this moment, he has decided to erase this only descendant he admires by his own hands.

Flesh and blood dissipated bit by bit in the wind.

Ling Hongluo stared at her opponent with a resolute expression.

Both of her arms had been devoured by the torrent of True Qi, leaving only slender and beautiful white bones.

However, this beautiful white bone is also constantly making a "popping" sound, and then cracks appear, spreading out beautiful patterns in all directions along the white bone, as if it has been placed in porcelain for a long time.

The spirit carrot was in pain, but she wouldn't back down.

The fierce storm lifted her long, fiery red hair, and fluttered in the wind like a burning flame.

Breaking Junyan's phalanx slowly gripped it, and the Soul Devouring Yin Fire that seeped out from the gap in his phalanx wrapped his entire arm along his bare bones, making his arm extremely dazzling.

A slight "click" sound continued to sound, and the phalanx bones of the broken army flame and the phalanx of the spirit carrot shattered faster and faster, and finally raised a white powder, mixed with the pink blood mist.

The white powder was blown up like sand, and the bones of the two began to dissipate from the phalanges.

But neither of them regenerated their bones, but let the bones dissipate, and then continued to move the remaining bones forward, continuing to collide with each other's bones, and continuing to bombard each other's bodies with more strength.

Almost instantly, the bones of the palms of the two of them completely dissipated, and the wrist bones of the two of them touched each other, and the blue and white true qi torrent on the surface of the joint surface did not weaken, but became more and more intense.

"Poof—"

Pale flames danced in the wind, and cyan vines wrapped around the bones that should have broken and bound them firmly.

Clusters of flames were still in the air, and vines and vines also broke through the ground, guarding the spirit carrot in the center, preventing any flames from burning the spirit carrot.

The corners of Po Junyan and Ling Carrot's mouths were constantly overflowing with blood, but their eyes were still calm as a pool of autumn water.

They are perceiving each other's breath and judging whether they should hold on to each other's breath.

The other person's breath is not much different from their own breathing, and the pressure on each other is not much different.

But Ling Hongluo knew that such a situation was a failure for herself, because Po Junyan was a person who was on the verge of death, and she was at the time of her vitality.

In this way, she and Po Junyan exchanged injuries in such a rough way, but in exchange for Po Junyan and the pressure she was under, this was undoubtedly a bad signal for her, which meant that Po Junyan's cultivation was indeed deeper than her.

Ling Hongluo gritted her teeth, she knew that if she didn't change her injuries like this, the final victory would basically be sure to be the victory of Breaking Army Yan, but even if she continued to change her injuries like this, it was not easy to say what the final victory would be.

But she has no choice, such a path can only go on until she dies herself, or until the enemy dies!

Ling Hongluo's throat let out a roar, and the force exerted on her arm suddenly increased, and with a "click", the bones of her arms directly split open, becoming several segments, and the vine that wrapped the bones also twisted, but it still firmly wrapped the broken bones without breaking open.

The steps under the feet of the spirit carrot moved abruptly, the body turned flexibly, and the arms covered by the vine carrot moved forward and danced, suddenly swinging up like a long whip, with a touch of blue light roaring towards the body of the broken army.

Po Junyan's brows frowned slightly, he didn't pick up Ling Hongluo's arm that turned into a long whip because of the mistake, but poked his fists out directly, roaring and attacking Ling Hongluo's chest.

"Poof—"

Almost at the same time, Ling Hongluo's arms pointed at Po Junyan's head and burst open, white and red splashed all over Ling Hong's face, and Po Junyan's fist also broke through the armor formed by the emerald green vine, piercing Ling Hongluo's chest, and the pink heart was torn apart in an instant.

The expression on Ling Hongluo's face was a little distorted because of pain, blood kept gushing out from the corners of her mouth, and her body inevitably retreated backwards because of the bombardment of Po Junyan's fist, and the vine Luo wrapped around her arms spread out, wrapping Po Junyan's body to death, and definitely not letting Po Junyan leave his side.

Po Junyan wanted to take his hand out of Ling Hongluo's chest, but the vine Luo's battle armor was not afraid of the soul-devouring yin fire that enveloped his arm, and extended vines to wrap his arm around him.

It's not even just Po Jun Yan's arm, the green vines that covered Ling Hongluo's whole body all extended wildly, and in an instant, Po Jun Yan was wrapped again, making Ling Hongluo and Po Jun Yan stick together.

"Let's all die together. Ling Hongluo smiled slightly, and her expression became resolute in an instant, she had no better way to win, and death was the result she was hoping for.

Victory and death will come together, and that will be the best end for her.

A crazy aura suddenly converged towards the spirit carbour, and the spirit carrot frantically devoured the stream of aura as if it were an endless abyss, ignoring whether those aura currents could exist stably in her body.

Only by absorbing enough strange aura, so that the aura in her body is completely out of control and rioting, can she complete her final blow - self-explosion.

Chu Feng's expression changed suddenly, his pupils contracted in an instant, he never thought that Ling Hongluo would use such an extreme method, and he would actually exchange his life for a victory.

Is it worth it?

What kind of hatred must be ended with one's own life?

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth floated with helplessness and bitterness.

He clenched his fists, he didn't know if he should break his agreement with Ling Hongluo and take action to prevent such a tragic ending, because he couldn't be sure if Ling Hongluo missed this opportunity and could really let go.

If he knew that Ling Hongluo had already met with Yandu Wuji, he would be able to guess why Ling Hongluo was so decisive and vicious at this moment, and he would have simply intervened to stop it.

But unfortunately, he didn't know, so he couldn't understand the meaning of Ling Hongluo's behavior.

The strange true qi fluctuation also made the angry expression of the distant spectator change suddenly, if such a true qi fluctuation could not guess what the spirit carrot was going to do, then it was really a fool.

Nu Yan took a step forward, but Yan Wei smiled slightly, and stood sideways in front of Nu Yan.

"Strategist, what do you mean by that?" asked Fuyan with a frown.

"Do you dare to disobey the order of the lord himself?" Yan Wei sneered twice and said.

Angry Yan's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and it was indeed an order to break the army before the battle was over, but the current situation had long been beyond the scope of normal battles, and if he didn't intervene, it would definitely end up together.

"Strategist, the current situation ......" The corners of Nu Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and then he finally stopped explaining, a red spear in his hand, the spear trembled, and he roared out like a swimming dragon, crossing Yan Wei, and wanted to forcibly intervene in the battle between Po Junyan and Ling Hongluo.

"Huh. Yan Wei laughed a few times, the folding fan in his hand suddenly spread, and with a clear sound, a blue light roared from afar, with a surging killing intent and endless hatred, and the target was directed at the angry flame.

Nu Yan's expression changed suddenly, and the crimson spear in his hand turned to block it, but a vast star appeared in the folding fan in Yan Wei's hand, and pressed it down from the sky, and the heavy coercion made Nu Yan full of anger, but he had to forcibly push the crimson spear in his hand towards the sky, to push up the pressed sky.

"Strategist, you ......!" Angry Yan was full of grief and indignation, sniping from afar, and suppressing from near distance, this kind of cooperation made him flawed no matter which side he responded to, and what awaited him was inevitably death.

Nu Yan is not a wise man, but he has already understood this situation, this is the situation set up by Yan Wei, and he has waited too long for this moment.

"Poof——!

The blue light shot in from Fuyan's side and did not penetrate Fuyan's body, but the moment it entered Fuyan's body, all the brilliance was completely annihilated.

That's not a good thing, on the contrary, it means that all the energy is gathered in Fuyan's body.

"Boom!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Nu Yan, and the star man above his head suddenly pressed down, he couldn't support it anymore, and the whole person was pressed to his knees.

At the same time, a dark light also roared from afar, piercing through the earthen wall that swirled with the torrent of true qi, and fell into the lone peak that stood there, and then a black light spread out in all directions.