Chapter 397: Miserable

"Poof!"

A soft true qi wrapped her and fell into the water. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The surroundings were very warm and warm, and at that moment, Wang Junyao felt like entering her mother's arms.

She didn't want to open her eyes, for fear that it was all just a dream.

"Am I dead?" She murmured softly, unable to tell the difference between reality and illusion.

A body slowly approached and gently picked her up.

The man's strong shoulders held her in his arms, and she opened her eyes in a little panic, only to see a pair of resolute eyes and that angular face.

"Brother Ling Tian, are you here to pick me up? Are we all dead? Wang Junyao muttered to herself in confusion.

"Fool, you are not dead, I am not dead, we are all alive."

A warm and magnetic voice sounded, Ye Lingtian wanted to laugh a little, but he was also a little distressed.

This silly girl thought she was dead, but even so, she still remembered herself and was deeply grateful for her name.

Her feelings for herself were so sincere and firm, at this moment, Ye Lingtian felt a little ashamed of herself.

Perhaps, he didn't realize how much Wang Junyao liked him.

Perhaps, it's not just about liking anymore.

Is it attachment?

Is it deep love?

I love you more than you think!

Ye Lingtian suddenly remembered such a sentence, and his heart suddenly melted, and he deeply buried Wang Junyao's head in the crook of his arm.

Wang Junyao's face was crimson, but he was very happy to lie quietly in the crook of his arm, deeply breathing a strong aura unique to men.

Hopefully, eternal!

How long did this moment stay?

Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's just a moment.

Ye Lingtian slowly sank with her in his arms, he did not forget that there was a great enemy above the blue water and secluded pool.

This enemy must be killed!

Sometimes, it has to be admitted that men's rationality is far more than sensibility, but men's sensibility can last for a long time.

At this moment, he identified her, and this was a lifetime.

The rest is just a time wandering.

You and I will spend our lives together.

The waterfalls on both sides of the cliffs fell as always, and the huge water waves churned in the clear water pool, but Zhang Ning did not wait for any reply.

He knew that Ye Lingtian was underwater, and the woman was also underwater.

If it had been before, he could have waited.

Aren't you underwater, I'm waiting for you to come up on the shore, and if you don't come up, I'll keep waiting, I don't believe you can stay underwater.

But not now.

The photo talisman in the woman's hand, it was something he couldn't face calmly, and it had to be destroyed, otherwise his life would be ruined.

Thinking of the consequences of being hunted down by Xuanyuanzong, Zhang Ning shuddered.

"Hmph, what if you have an ambush underwater? How could I, Zhang Ning, ever be afraid? With a cold snort, he beckoned gently, and the flying sword suspended above his head fell under his feet with a whoosh, Zhang Ning stepped lightly, and the sword walked, directly breaking through the water waves and killing down.

Zhang Ning was very cautious, he controlled his spiritual sense to keep diving into the depths of the pool, but found that the bottom of this blue water pool was a little strange, the water was extremely vast, hazy, not far away, and there seemed to be some kind of substantial pressure in the depths, which actually prevented the spiritual consciousness from moving forward.

"Ye Lingtian, you coward, I've already come down, and I won't come out to fight yet!" He stood in the water, looked left and right, and shouted.

Gently raise your hand, the flying sword falls in your hand, caress the hilt of the sword, and stands horizontally, concentrating on vigilance.

Every action is flawless, and there is no possibility of sneak attack from any angle.

"Zhang Ning, today next year will be your death anniversary." A voice rang out from afar.

But underwater, in a hazy haze, it was impossible to see where the sound was coming from.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Just because you want to kill me? Can you kill me? Even if you stand here, do you dare to come out? Zhang Ning cautiously looked left and right, listened to the sound and distinguished, and changed his position from time to time.

The unknown enemy is the most terrifying, he wants to provoke Ye Lingtian out.

"Then it's as you wish!"

A huge stream of water surged, and a figure broke through the water.

Who is it if it's not Ye Lingtian?

He placed Wang Junyao in the position of the array plate, and she took care of the array plate, which protected her safety to the greatest extent.

The array is cared for and unattended, and those are completely two effects.

At least when the array disc hedron is depleted, it can be replenished at any time.

Without Wang Junyao's drag, he can also go all out.

The array disk is shrouded, and all fluctuations are bound within the range of the formation.

Ye Lingtian slowly approached and looked at Zhang Ning.

This sworn enemy, who has always forced him to fight forward, is finally going to be won or lost today.

"Zhang Ning, do you know? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have worked so hard. ”

"Back then, I almost died. It's a pity that God didn't take my life in the end, that is, let me take revenge on you today! ”

Of course, he will not reveal the truth of his crossing, and can only take revenge as the unjustly killed Ye Lingtian.

"Come on! I'm waiting for you! Zhang Ning pointed at Ye Lingtian with a flying sword in his hand, and the cold light on the tip of the sword flowed.

Ye Lingtian's eyes were cold, his hands were clenched, and he spat out lightly: "Fire Crow Technique!" ”

Airplanes!

A strange ripple rippled between the two, and Ye Lingtian's eyes suddenly turned black and white.

Zhang Ning's eyes swept away, and he suddenly found that he was in a gray space where the sky and the earth were gray at some point.

Fiery red fire crows are constantly pouring out of the void of space, and endless fire crows are hovering and spinning.

The sound of the quacking fire crow made the listener dizzy, and it actually had the effect of confusing the spirit.

"It's ......"

"Illusion? Are you an illusionist? ”

Zhang Ning's face changed for the first time.

The illusionist he said was the same title as the pupil magician, and it was also extremely rare, and he also learned about the existence of such a mysterious group by chance, and he didn't expect to encounter it today.

"What if you're an illusionist? Illusion is just illusion after all, it's just a trail. ”

After a brief moment of surprise, Zhang Ning calmed down.

He stared at Ye Lingtian's black and white pupils and said coldly, "Is this your hole card?" If you only have these cards, you can die. ”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger like a sword, and with a slight touch of his eyebrows, he saw that the blood-colored runes in his left eye began to burst out with brilliant blood, and clumps of blood qi exploded and wrapped his whole body.

The sword shape in his right eye began to dissipate, his body began to melt, and the blood that turned into one slowly surged, and the whole person was like a blood demon.

What's even weirder is that every blood carries a sharp sword light.

"Blood Transformation Dafa! Thousands of incarnations! ”

The voice came from this mass of blood, and it seemed that every blood carried Zhang Ning's will.

This is already the realm of blood rebirth.

This time, he forcibly suppressed the blood demon's residual will, turned the blood transformation Dafa into his own use, and gained a huge amount, almost achieving immortality.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Quack, quack!"

Killing intent burst out, and in the gray space, endless fire crows pounced on the boundless sea of blood.

The sea of blood spurted out countless blood, each with a sword light, and it was a peerless sword.

Flutter!

Flutter!

Flutter!

The fire crow was slain and reborn.

Countless fire feathers can be seen being cut off alive, and fire crows are following one after another.

Blood was engulfed, burned, drowned by the fierce attack of the fire raven.

The battle in the sky echoes in this space.

Miserable, incomparably tragic!