After the fierce collision, the earth shook, the heavens and the earth changed color, and then a pillar of light enveloped the black dome in it. The people outside didn't know what was happening, they only knew that after the pillar of light disappeared, the figures of Dawn and Ling Tianqing's Azure Golden Sword disappeared without a trace, while the black giant egg still hung low in the sky.

This shocked everyone, and the strongest white mage in the magical firmament just disappeared?she died?Is there no bones left?

The leaders of the human alliance came back to their senses and turned their eyes to the other magicians of the alliance, seeing that they were also shocked and sad, looking at the big screen with obscure eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

Darwin's technicians reported to Zhan Fengting that the neuronal ports in Chenxi's body were all damaged, and the condition of the body should not be too good. Most likely, she died. Zhan Fengting's eyes were cold and cold, and he pinched the communicator into powder with his hand. A deep sense of regret and powerlessness came over him, but it was something he couldn't do anything about.

Only the mage Hymande and the vanguard warrior Vincent, who were on the front line, felt the change in the dome, and under the black turbid shell, there was a touch of warm orange than before. The surging power inside the black egg, as well as the expansion of the surface layer, were suspended.

On the spaceship, even across the space enchantment, Xi Yunyun suddenly felt a panic, and she subconsciously felt that something had happened to Chenxi. Since Chenxi's soul was originally attached to Xi Yunyun's soul crystal and reborn through her body, there was a special sense between the two, as if part of their lives were living on each other. This sense exists even in places where the consciousness cannot be directly communicated.

But at this moment, the feeling disappeared, as if the morning sun had never awakened in her. Xi Yunyun didn't know what was going on outside, and was anxious to make a quick decision.

Standing in front of her was the ancient emperor who also wanted to fight quickly.

Is Dawn really dead?

Her body was indeed reduced to ashes in the violent force hedge and explosion, after all, she had the belief that she would die together at that time, and did not use her mana for defense.

In the moment of life and death, her soul was knocked out of her body by a domineering spiritual force, and she was almost torn to pieces in the chaos. Many black tentacles protruded from the dome, and her soul was about to be dragged inside.

Just when the dawn was almost swallowed up, a power lurking in the depths of her soul erupted, biting black tentacles. The familiar feeling told her that it was the Seven Holy Blood Dragons incarnated by the initial bloodline.

Since the last time she fought against the Black Blood Dragon, the Seven Holy Blood Dragons had been silent in the depths of her soul, and although she instinctively fought for survival at this time, her strength had not yet recovered, and the stalemate appeared to decline after a moment.

Just when Dawn had given up, another warm force pulled her soul back and protected it completely. In her vague consciousness, Dawn saw a familiar silhouette fighting with black tentacles, it was the Vajra Hammer.

Xuansheng, you never lived up to me.

When Chenxi came to his senses, he found himself in Xuansheng's spiritual space, under the towering tree where he used to stay. But at this time, the tree seems to be in winter, the leaves are withering, and the branches are wilting.

Her nose was sour, and she knew that the space was declining with the master's mental power.

After Chenxi scanned the entire space with her spiritual power, she didn't find Xuan Sheng, although she felt sorry that the divine sense he had finally refined had collapsed again, but she was already very relieved and relieved to be able to enter here.

King Kong Xuanding hammer is here, Xuansheng is there. I just don't know where the space box fell in the explosion. However, the treasures are spiritual, and after the death of the owner, as long as there is still a trace of strength, it will return to the hands of the creator.