Mr. Ruo stepped forward, his eyes a little sad

"Tone heart, she ...... Disappeared isn't it. ”

Su Mo'er nodded, she raised a hand, looked at her palm, and said with a guilty face:

"The sound heart separates its memory in half, and if it is to be complete, it must be reunited. ”

"But I already have an independent consciousness, and I can no longer become a memory that belongs to the sound heart, and the other half of the memory chooses to sacrifice to make all the memories mine. ”

"Yours, are you Yinxin or Mo'er now?"

"I am Su Mo'er, a Su Mo'er with the memory of Nuwa, if I have to say why, then Nuwa has really become my previous life. ”

Mr. Ruo covered his face with one hand and laughed stupidly twice:

"Huh...... It means that even if An Zilong has the soul of Yinxin, even if Yinxin is successfully resurrected, she will not have any memory. ”

Su Mo'er still nodded, and Mr. Ruo smiled again, turned around, and secretly left a line of tears.

The sound heart is really gone, it no longer exists, and the mother goddess who once created this world has also disappeared.

Su Mo'er felt guilty that she had taken something very important from others, but now, there were more important things waiting for her to do.

She cheered up and said to Mr. Ruo:

"Mr. Ruo, now, we really don't have time to continue to feel sorry for ourselves, the upper realm, waiting for us to come to the rescue. ”

Mr. Ruo didn't look back, but he nodded, Su Mo'er put her mind at ease, looked up at the sky again, and thought:

"Master, master, everyone, you must wait for me. ”

The upper realm, the floating islands that were once like fairylands, have been destroyed by various spell attacks, and the monks and demon cultivators of the upper realm have been fighting for dozens of days and nights.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the resistance of those demon cultivators became more and more fierce, and the upper realm monks were more and more difficult to deal with.

Now, the battle has reached the final stage, and the two sides no longer have more strength to hold on, and the battle is won or lost.

There is a fairy lotus in the Five Spirits Sect, which is the nemesis of demon cultivation, so many sects have all entered the Five Spirits Sect as the last camp.

It's just that the immortal lotus of the Five Spirits Sect was taken away by Su Mo'er, and the only thing left was the Fire Lotus Earth Lotus.

The head of the sect was barely able to use the earth lotus and build a hard defense to resist the crazy attack of the demon cultivator.

The heads of the various sects and the elders gathered together to discuss the next countermeasures, but in the end, they were all so emotional that they almost started fighting.

They were originally a sect with many disciples, but now, because of this war, there have been countless casualties, and some sects have even withered.

They had asked for help from the ancestors of the fairy realm and the heavenly realm, but they never got a response.

Seeing that they were about to be broken through by the Demon Cultivator, their hearts had reached the verge of collapse.

The reason why the Demon Skill is frantically pursued by the Demon Cultivator is that the power it displays is much stronger than that of the Righteous Path Cultivator.

In addition, the magic skill is also the nemesis of the righteous path monks, even if it is the head of the various factions in the Mahayana cultivation realm, it is difficult to deal with.

There is little hope, and the advantage is no longer on the right side, they can support it, and the disciples under the door can no longer support it.

Disheartenedness is a taboo in battle, and if there is some civil strife, it will really be impossible to clean up the mess.

The elders of the various factions were discussing in the main hall, and Ming Yan was standing in the corridor, and when she looked out, she was full of devastation.

The beautiful Upper Realm of the past no longer exists, and the outside is occupied by Demon Cultivators, as well as An Zilong, who leads a group of Demon Cultivators and is bound to seize the Upper Realm.

It is also said that this was established by him in his previous life, and now, it is just to take it back.

No wonder Yinxin is reluctant to face him, at this time, where is he like the former gentleman.

Ming Yan snorted coldly, her face was full of disdain, and there was a trace of tiredness in her eyes, her power was destroyed by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation hundreds of years ago, and it was not easy to cultivate to this level again.

She is not afraid of death, but she has some regrets, regrets that she did not find Mingran, and regrets that she can't protect her beloved apprentice again.

And Nuwa! If you can imagine it, she really wants to tell her that she doesn't have to look for it, and she doesn't owe her.

Remembering that she had deceived her for Nuwa, she went crazy and hurt Su Mo'er, and she felt ridiculous.

Light smoke walked up to her, the placket of her clothes stained with blood, and her expression was extremely haggard. Ming Yan glanced at her and asked:

"How's the wolf?"

Light smoke raised his head to stop the tears from falling, controlled his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The situation is not optimistic, the sword almost penetrated him, and there is still a breath there, which is all his fate. ”

Ming Yan's fist slammed into the stone railing, smashing a mark, and she lowered her eyes and said:

"I'm sorry!"

has been a sister for so many years, and it is the first time that Ming Yan has apologized to Qianyan, and Qianyan thought that Mingyan would not apologize to others.

"I don't blame you! Ye Wolf was injured to save me...... Why is he so stupid to stand in front of me and suffer that sword. ”

As she spoke, Qianyan couldn't help but hide her face and cry.

At that time, Ye Wolf's blood was splashed on her face, and watching him fall, she felt that her whole world was spinning.

Now, the elder used the best elixir in the sect, but he was only hanging on to his breath, and life and death were only in an instant.

"Is there really no way?" asked Ming Yan

"The head said, if there is still Mulian here, Ye Wolf still has a glimmer of life. ”

It's just that Mulian has been taken away by Su Mo'er, and she can't go to the world, so Ye Wolf is a dead end.

Everyone felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and everything fell into confusion.

Suddenly, there was a huge sound of collapse of the defensive earthen wall in front of the mountain gate, and even this defense was gone, only a battle.

The heads of the main hall all walked out, followed by a group of elders, each with a heavy look on their faces.

The demon cultivators have already attacked the mountain gate, and the disciples who still have the strength to fight have also begun to gather.

The originally low morale, because of the last battle, began to condense, whether it was life or death, and it had to fight to the death to know.

Ming Yan looked at the light smoke and asked softly:

"Are you ready?"

Qianyan shook his hands and sacrificed his magic weapon, two meniscus knives, which had already answered Ming Yan very clearly.

Ming Yan smiled, a fire lit up in his eyes, and looked at the demon cultivators under the mountain gate

"The big deal is death, but even if I die, I have to drag An Zilong to die together, this monster can't stay. ”

An explosion sounded, and both sides rushed forward with a roar, and the scuffle was instantaneous.

The battle between monks is more bloody than that of mortals, and the attack of a spell or a magic weapon can directly make people flesh and blood blur.

The battlefield was in mid-air, and the monks and demon cultivators who died in battle began to fall continuously, and under the clouds was the sea, and if it sank deep, it would not be able to be fished back.

Therefore, many monks who are not strong enough will fly quickly underneath to catch the wounded and corpses.