"Who the hell are you...... What ......!"

Staring at White Crowe in front of him, Ling Han hugged Ying Lan tightly, he couldn't use that ability to keep the cold temperature - just now he was able to use it so accurately because of the urgency of the situation without hurting Ying Lan, and now he was holding Ying Lan, and his teammates were lying around, in order not to affect them, he definitely couldn't take risks again.

But he still hugged Ying Lan tightly, and as long as he still had a breath, he would never let go!

"Alas," White Crowe sighed, "you're much worse than Gu Lichuan." ”

After saying that, White's figure dissipated violently.

Immediately after, Ling Han flew out.

It was something that happened in an instant, and Ying Lan didn't even realize that he had flown into the distance when she heard Ling Han's sound of vomiting blood.

"Ahem!" Picking up, Ling Han found that his right side of his abdomen had been beaten to shreds, and blood was gushing out of his wounds and mouth.

"Too weak," said White Crowe, who was close by, whispered in Haunting's ear, "your good friend is too weak." ”

Turning sharply, Lingering tried to distance herself from Waitera, but didn't hesitate to make eye contact with him. Those red eyes, as if rippling red, violently hit her spirit.

"Remember the last time you pushed open the golden coffin for me?" White smiled, looking directly at Yinglan, "I want you to do it for me again." ”

It was dark in front of her, and Ying Lan felt as if her spirit was about to be withdrawn. But this time she gritted her teeth and rebelled against White Crowe's control: "You dream!"

"Yes, I'm dreaming," White Crowe laughed, "but I'm about to wake up." When I wake up, everything in this world will become a dream reality. ”

Immediately afterward, an irresistible force quickly encroached upon the spirit of Yinglan.

The darkness spread like twisted tentacles through Haunting's vision—and finally, she lost consciousness.

Nodding in satisfaction, White Crowe clapped his hands, and the golden coffin suddenly rose between him and Yinglan.

Dressed in a wedding dress, she slowly raised her hand, and the warm light of the Hand of God covered her hands.

"Lingering Lan ......" At this time, Ye Xun also woke up.

"Oh, Mr. Ye, you're awake. Seeing Ye Shen who woke up, White Crowe retracted his wings and changed back to his original appearance, paced calmly to Ye Xun's side, and slowly squatted down.

"You bastard!" Ye Shen struggled to get up, but in vain.

White Crow's face was filled with joy, and success was within reach: "I told you all, you are fighting against a god, but unfortunately you just don't listen to the advice. ”

Ye Xun raised his eyes to look at White Crowe, the spectacle lens in his right eye had been shattered, and White Crowe turned into a broken image in front of his eyes: "Those ...... just now Is it a bomb?"

"Those who are my blood, and those who shed the blood of God will naturally be punished. Well...... If you had to explain, you could think of them as bombs," White Crowe nodded, "and it's thanks to the old man, because he cut off my body, so that my blood can flow and evaporate into those explosive points of light." ”

"I have to admit that Mr. Whiteblade is so strong that I am afraid. It's a pity that he is still a mortal after all, as long as I reveal my true body, mortal swords can't hurt me. ”

After speaking, he pointed to Ying Lan: "Don't talk about this." You see, how beautiful your daughter is. ”

Right in front of the two of them, Ying Lan put her hand on the lid of the golden coffin.

"Yinglan!" Ye Shen called out Yinglan's name, hoping to wake her up. But Ying Lan was indifferent, just staring blankly at the mysterious pattern on the lid of the golden coffin.

"You have an amazing daughter, Mr. Ye, who is very brave and strong," White Crowe patted Ye Shen on the shoulder, "I plan to keep her in my laboratory and study her abilities as much as possible." That's after you die, though. ”

Ye Xun closed his eyes, and he admitted that he lost. White Crowe is not lying, he is indeed a god, an evil god, a fierce god. And he, Ye Shen, is just a mortal, and it is impossible for him to defeat the gods.

In his ears, a strange drum beat sounded.

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

Is it the retinue of drums for the evil gods, the musicians who play death, the invisible beings in the darkness and obscurantism, even you are celebrating the victory of White Crowe!

Ye Xun didn't see it, and White Crowe, who heard the voice, raised his head uneasily, his forehead was exposed, his brows were almost twisted, and his red eyes narrowed into two thin slits—his expression was full of doubt and panic.

"Knock knock knock!"

That's not the sound of drums.

"Knock knock!"

That's the sound of fists hitting the black dome!

Cracks, appearing above the dome, one after the other, accompanied by the shaking of countless debris.

"Hey, hey, hey!" White Crowe stood up, his smile completely gone, "It can't be now, is it?!"

"Click, click, click!"

"Don't !! at times like this"

With the roar of White Crowe's gnashing teeth, the black dome surrounding the Inscriptionless base shattered. Countless fragments fell with a crackle, turning into dust and dissipating into the air.

At the same time, the sun poured down, and along with the light, it was the figure of Gu Lichuan in a black battle suit.

"Gu!Forget!Chuan ——!!!" roared, White Crowe's wings spread out violently, and he flew towards the falling Gu Forget.

But he didn't get a response from Gu Lichuan, because Gu Lichuan didn't take him seriously at all.

He was calling out another name.

"Haunting Lan!"

Immediately, in the surprised look of White Crowe, Gu Lichuan, who had passed by him, fell straight towards Yinglan.

"Finally, is it here......" tried his best to cover the bleeding wound, the disturbed breathing and intense pain had made Ling Han lose the ability to use low temperatures. But he still heard Gu Lichuan's shout, and the meteor-like trajectory of his shining left eye.

If it's you, you can.

His lips trembled slightly, and Ling Han fainted.

"What is he doing......" Looking at Gu Lichuan's departing figure, White Crowe was stunned. Naturally, he didn't see it, and the sky above him shone with a faint point of light, and two other people were falling towards him.

When White wanted to catch up with Gu Lichuan, he found that he had been imprisoned in space by a black "fork".

He looked up.

"It's you!"

"Aha! it's me!" The second wave appeared on the stage, it was Hei Qi and Zhou Muqing, "surprise motherfucker!!"

At this point, White Crowe finally saw the point of light, but it was too late. With Zhou Muqing's wave, the scorching lightning accompanied by the deafening thunder engulfed the white figure.

Ye Xian raised his glasses, and through the shattered and blurred lenses, he looked at the dazzling lightning. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound in his ears. When he came back to his senses, he had been taken by the black rider to Ling Han, who was seriously injured.

"Sir, are you alright?" Checking Ye Xun's situation with concern, the black rider asked him.

Shaking his head, Ye Xian had already seen Ling Han fainting next to him after losing too much blood: "I'm fine, save Ling Han first!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Shentong had already helped Bai Jian over.

"Mr. White Blade!" Seeing the white blade, Ye Xian's face showed a panicked look even more - the white blade was the closest to White, and I don't know if he was seriously injured by White.

"Don't worry," waved his hand, the white blade only had a slight abrasion on his hand, and he didn't even feel a little dizzy, "I used my sword qi to resist the explosion, and I was not injured." ”

Nodding, the black rider and Zhou Shentong turned around to look at the sky where the lightning had been extinguished. The black dome was smashed open by Gu Lichuan, and the sunlight shone in here, like the dawn of hell.

"Tricky Flame, Cold Cloud, and Falling Star have all been teleported to by him somewhere," White Blade said to the two of them, standing aside, "It's hard for my sword skills to work at such a time, you two must be careful." ”

The old man is right, the extreme of the sword may be able to break the gold stone and cut the evil spirit, but after all, there are still things that cannot be cut, such as flowing water and a breeze.

There are also white false gods suspended in the sky.

"Don't worry, Mr. Whiteblade," looked at White Crowe, who reappeared after the lightning, the Black Knight's eyes were full of murderous intent, "We're not the only ones who want to kill him." ”

The smoke cleared, and White Crowe turned to look at the Black Rider and Zhou Shentong. The lightning just now was indeed unexpected, and when he looked back, he saw that most of his wings had been burned.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. ”

As soon as the words fell, the burn began to heal.

"Hey. Suddenly, a fourth voice sounded above his head, "Don't you see me?" ”

As the voice looked up, the golden hair color appeared in White Crowe's sight.

And what illuminates the color of the hair is a dazzling fire.

"Hey!" Gu Lichuan landed steadily behind Ying Lan.

Looking at Ying Lan in a wedding dress, although Gu Lichuan knew that this wedding dress was not for him, he was still happy that she was so beautiful.

Although the vibration of the landing was very large, Ying Lan, who had his back to him, ignored him.

Yintong pursed her lips and reminded Gu Wang: "It must be that bastard again, I was yin by him last time." ”

Hearing him speak, Gu Lichuan reached out and patted Ying Lan's shoulder.

The silver flash instantly dispelled White's grip in Lan's mind, causing her to come to her senses again.

Regaining consciousness, Ying Lan was stunned for a moment, and then saw the golden coffin in front of her - her hands were on the lid of the coffin, and she had pushed it a little, but she didn't show her inside. So she quickly raised her hand.

Then, a familiar voice sounded behind her: "Lingering?"

Hearing the familiar call, Ying Lan turned sharply.

There is not the slightest falsehood, nor is it a fabricated fantasy, it is Gu Lichuan who is standing in front of him.

Ying Lan wanted to speak, but found that her throat had already become uncontrollably choked with excitement. So she threw herself forward and hugged Gu Lichuan with all her might.