Yuan Chonghuan's heart trembled, his expression was painful, but his palm was uncontrollably covered at the opening of the formation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A terrifying energy poured out from Yuan Chonghuan's chest and hit Xiao Ding.

Inside Xiaoding, there were also bursts of roars, and the two energies should be combined inside and out, like an evil dragon angrily hitting Buzhou Mountain, destroying the sealing formation in an instant.

Fragments of transparent formations splashed in all directions.

Zhuang Bifan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the changes in front of him in disbelief.

That was the Seal Ding refined by the two great powers, which was specially used to seal the artistic conception origin nurtured by the Nine Sources Creation Ruler, how could it be easily destroyed?

The origin of the artistic conception will never be able to get out of trouble.

Unless it was Yuan Chonghuan who made an obstruction.

At this thought, Zhuang Bifan felt a little angry in his heart. After nearly a month of unremitting struggle, it fell short!

He's really going to tear his eyes.

It must be known that the origin of the artistic conception nurtured by the Jiuyuan Creation Ruler can not be found. It's a great luck to be able to catch it.

How many times can he have this kind of luck? !

If you miss it, you will never have the opportunity to have an artistic conception source.

This is an innate immortal weapon that 100,000 years ago, the powerhouses of the Reincarnation Realm had to compete for!

But no matter how much he longed, Zhuang Bifan's sanity was still there. He knew that once the artistic conception of the Nine Sources Creation Ruler was freed from the trap, within a radius of a hundred miles, it would turn into a dead and silent Jedi.

At that time, they were in the center of the storm, and there was no way to resist the purple thunder python.

If you don't hurry up and escape, you will inevitably die here.

"Run!"

Zhuang Bifan roared angrily, and his sleeve robe waved wildly, pushing everyone back, and his figure also shot back.

But the sealed artistic conception origin has been freed from the small ding.

At the moment of escape, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the wind poured back, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

It was like a huge nuclear bomb exploding, fluctuating violently, forming a half-arc light curtain that spread for thousands of kilometers!

And in the center of the light curtain, a hideous beast face looked down on Zhuang Bifan.

The enmity of the seal is not shared!

Zhuang Bifan was furious, and felt an unprecedented aura of death enveloping his heart.

Lin Qiubai also had his eyelids jumping wildly, his blood pressure increased, he frowned and looked ahead, and his heart was turbulent.

At this moment, where the alien beast stood, a thick pillar of purple energy light gushed out, straight through Yuan Chonghuan's back chest.

Purple energy continued to be delivered into Yuan Chonghuan's body, and Yuan Chonghuan slowly blackened!

"Stop it, and once the conversion is complete, we'll all die here!"

Zhuang Bifan's pupils contracted violently, and he saw the clue.

Roared angrily.

"All struggles are in vain!"

Yuan Chonghuan sneered coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed, and the hundred-zhang long thunder dragon crossed the void and shot like Lin Qiubai and the six people.

Along the way, the space collapsed, the purple flames burned out the space debris, the vitality was reversed, and the wind and clouds changed color, which was breathtaking.

This thunder dragon is already beyond the resistance range of Yuan Dan realm cultivation!

"Stand back!"

Lin Qiubai's expression was solemn, and three thousand ice flame blood spears shot out densely, and a blood-colored city wall fell from the sky and stood in front of everyone.

But after all, Lin Qiubai only has the sixfold cultivation of the Yuan Dan Realm, and the origin of the artistic conception is the strange thing that is bred in the world, and there is a heavenly difference between the two.

Even if it was a holy spear, in front of the Baizhang Thunder Dragon, it was still vulnerable, and it collapsed in an instant, and the huge power shook Lin Qiu's white tiger's mouth and spurted blood, and his chest collapsed.

Lin Qiubai's face was full of astonishment, and the picture of Taiyi Pisces appeared in front of him in an instant, and the thunder dragon was like a bamboo.

As soon as Lin Qiubai's body was light, he was in the midst of lightning and flint, and he retreated wildly.

"Die!"

Yuan Chonghuan's face was cold, and the black qi flowed down from her face, she stretched out her palm and condensed a thunder sword, and the extreme energy converged on the sword body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fluctuations on the sword are desperate, there is no doubt that the sword can cross the void of thousands of meters, directly leaving Lin Qiubai and Zhuang Bifan with nowhere to hide.

Mortal situation!

"Nope! Brother Lin can't die! ”

Yuan Chonghuan was struggling, her current behavior was completely out of her control, but she still had a little perception.

Especially when Lin Qiubai encountered a life-and-death crisis, her heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to break.

A feeling of suffocation spread from within the body.

You can kill anyone, but you can't kill Lin Qiubai.

Yuan Chonghuan doesn't know where this obsession comes from, even though she is just a transformation of the origin of the artistic conception of the wind, but that obsession cannot be shaken!

No cause, no effect.

It's just obsession.

This point, the origin of the artistic conception of the wind was completely unexpected.

It was so angry that it wanted to force this body to slash with an earth-shattering sword!

This sword is cut out, and it no longer has to worry about it!

"Kill!"

A thunderbolt burst in Yuan Chonghuan's mind, like a volcanic eruption.

But Yuan Chonghuan insisted on that point.

"Don't kill. I'm not your puppet, and I'm not your tool! ”

After that, Yuan Chonghuan's heart suddenly shattered, and blood poured out from the seven orifices.

Her pretty face, hidden under the mask, was shockingly pale.

This move made the pillar of light inserted into Yuan Chonghuan's chest tremble suddenly, and the entire origin of the artistic conception was disordered.

The beast's face was also distorted, as if it was in turmoil.

Lin Qiubai was keenly aware of this change, and with a flip of his palm, the Nine Origin Creation Ruler appeared in his hand.

It's only three feet long.

Two fingers wide.

There are crater-like grooves on it.

The grooves are very regular and round, and from a distance, the nine grooves seem to be collapsed planets.

"You...... You ......"

The strange beast behind Yuan Chonghuan screamed in a trembling voice, panicked to the extreme. It was restrained by Yuan Chonghuan at the moment, and Lin Qiubai took out the Nine Sources Creation Ruler again!

The situation is very grim for it.

However, it didn't have time to buffer, Lin Qiubai moved quickly, raised the Nine Sources Creation Ruler, swung it out with all his strength, and slammed it into the void.

Syllable!

Thunder!

The short ruler turned into a giant vitality ruler of a hundred feet, directly across the void, and slapped heavily on the pillar of light behind Yuan Chonghuan.

The origin beast, led by Yuan Chonghuan, was forced to be slammed on its body by this ruler, as if it had been hit by a thousand pounds, and the pain of the heart-tearing cracks exploded all over its body, causing it to roll and wail in the void.

As the alien beast collapsed, the Optimus Light Pillar began to distort, and the light slowly annihilated......

The millions of razers derived from the origin of artistic conception are instantly extinguished!

That is, at the moment of annihilation, the origin of the artistic conception suffered a heavy blow and was forcibly pulled away from Yuan Chonghuan's body.

A miniature planet with hurricanes flowing around the periphery was formed, firmly embedded in the grooves of the Nine Sources Creation Ruler.

The first lost artistic conception origin, return to its place!

But Lin Qiubai couldn't be happy no matter what, just flickered silently, came to Yuan Chonghuan, and helped her up.

Her heart was broken and she was dying.

Unable to return to the sky.

Lin Qiubai slowly took off the jade pendant on her chest. She was laughing, pale and weak. Lin Qiubai's heart was a little throbbing, and he couldn't tell what it felt, as if his heart was slowly tearing.

"You saved me three times......"

"Heh, there's a lot to say, but it's too late. It's really too late......"

Lin Qiubai had tears in his eyes, and his body was trembling.

For the first time, he realized that it was too late, these four words could be so cruel!

"You say, I'll listen!"

Lin Qiubai roared in a low voice, close to Yuan Chonghuan's ear.

"Live well, take it with you, and travel through the three thousand realms. Cherish everything around you and don't wait until the end until it's too late. ”

Yuan Chonghuan slowly stuffed the jade pendant into Lin Qiubai's palm, and then, the temperature of his palm gradually became cold.

PS: This episode is over. Yuan Chonghuan is dead......

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