Yun Tilt Song was not much better than Xue Chi, compared to Snow Pool, the purest Yuan Spirit of Yun Tilt Song Divine Grass Body was more loved by the Pure Yin Divine Spirit, and all his resistance power was swallowed by the Pure Yin Divine Spirit.

When the little wife saw this scene, her body turned into a bright red streamer, and she flew towards the clouds, and the extremely thin streamer entangled the pure yin god, and then submerged into the body of the pure yin god, she was like a flame, revealing a little fire in the snow-white body of the pure yin god.

At this time, they didn't have any communication, but he knew what to do, he turned into his original form, and his body twisted towards the pure yin god. Whether it is the divine fire in the body of the little wife, or his body, he can become the nemesis of the pure yin gods.

If the pure yin gods are stronger, or their cultivation is lower, I am afraid that this battle is meaningless, there is no suspense, they are all items to sacrifice to the pure yin gods.

He and his little wife have such a tacit understanding, one of them is outside, the other is inside, and they infiltrate little by little. Originally, it was obvious that the pure yin gods were weakening, but before they had time to rejoice, there was a tremor in his soul, and the inexplicable tremor was fear.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you?" He knew very well that it must be because of her that he could make him have such emotions, so he immediately transmitted his soul to her.

"Jingyue, my soul has been suppressed by it!" The little wife's slightly struggling voice came.

His heart sank suddenly, his hidden worries finally happened, even though she had divine fire in her body, but after all, it was a pure yin body, maybe she closed the pure yin qi, and the pure yin gods were difficult to detect for a while, but in the resistance that they forced to a desperate situation, the pure yin gods still found out!

How can the body of pure yin be able to fight against the gods of pure yin? That is the absolute suppression of the same system.

At that moment, he knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he raised his hand, and a sharp golden light swept across his palm, and the golden blood that belonged to the Dragon Emperor Red poured out under the persecution of his Yuan Spirit, all of which merged into the body of the Pure Yin Divine Spirit.

His blood was like a flame, burning the pure yin spirit, watching the pure yin spirit melt little by little, his heart became more and more urgent, the spirit and soul were connected, he could feel her breath getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't have to think that he knew that the pure yin spirit must be devouring her soul.

He needs to go a little faster, drive a little more.

If he used the dragon ball to stimulate the blood, and the blood rushed out from the palm of his hand, covering the entire pure yin god, he felt a little dizzy in his head, probably releasing all his blood. Then he saw that his blood seemed to drip on her face, then diluted by the tears she shed, and the red marks left a hideous streak on her white porcelain cheeks.

Her distressed gaze gave him the strength to support, and he maintained the dragon body, watching her break free as the Pure Yin Spirit was weak, soaring into the sky, snatching the dragon ball from his hand, rolling his body, and leaping into the air.

"Jingyue, I need you to give me strength!" Her voice came from her soul.

Yes, she needs him, and she can't live without him at any time.

So, that moment, that sentence, gave him endless strength, let him leap forward, and for the first time he hovered over her body in his original form, transmitting all his power to her.

"Feng'er, follow me."

Their hearts are connected, their spirits are connected.

His body gradually became transparent, turning into a golden transparent dragon body, and her body was more and more like the rising sun in the east, containing almost vigorous power, she merged into his transparent body, and the golden light rushed towards her like rising fireworks. All merged into her body, and the dragon ball she held high in one hand flew up, splashing countless golden streamers.

The Dragon Balls seemed to be involved in some mysterious power at this moment, and he could feel that the sky behind them began to distort, and everything flying in the air was still at that moment. Then, her figure was stretched far away, as if it was submerged in the sky, and then like a volcanic eruption, countless sparks shot out in the dark night, clusters seemed to break through time and space, reversed the years, and blasted from the eternal ancient over the thousands of sails of wind and rain, and smashed with the power of thunder towards the pure yin gods who were constantly sucking the clouds and the primordial spirits of the snow pool to fill the body.

She took the dragon ball and smashed into the body of the pure yin god, and he dragged his weak and tired body, watching her as if she was stuck in a quagmire, engulfed by the pure yin god.

His heart stopped beating, his huge body hovered in mid-air, the purple dragon eyes looked at that point in a moment's silence, and in his charming pupils, the snow-white ball drew a trace of golden-red light.

Soon, the snow-white body of the pure yin god was shattered like that, countless powers were scattered, and countless energies were sprinkled, like a spring rain, and the scattered primordial spirits fell far, far away, but in his ears he seemed to hear the sound of seeds breaking through the ground and sprouting after the rain.

At that moment, something seemed to spread out in his brain, and his eyes turned into a transparent emerald green world, moist air, soft earth, and young shoots emerging from the soil, stretching their soft bodies in the soft drizzle, leaping towards the highest sunlight.

The bones of the flowers bloomed, bloomed, then withered and withered, submerged into the dust, fertilized the land, and when spring and summer came again, they were reborn, and the cycle began again, watching the scenery of the changing seasons.

He finally realized a truth, it turns out that the new life lies after the destruction.

But he didn't know that when she broke free from the body of the pure yin god, she turned to look at him with a smile, her face was as pale as paper, because she saw his transparent body turn into a golden streamer little by little, and then slowly disappear......

"Mirror Moon—" She screamed as if with her soul, and she rushed as fast as she could, but still didn't catch the last of his streamers.

At that moment, her soul was emptied, and she stood there stiffly, what was the loss of a loved one, that is, everything in the world stopped, all the sounds in the world disappeared, and all the colors in the world faded. The boundless black and white world, there is no light, no sound, no movement, only a lonely shadow of her abandonment, no matter how desperate and helpless she is, but she can't break free from the shackles of this heart-cutting flesh, she is a person who has been sentenced to death by fate.

"Jingyue, don't make trouble, come back quickly, you play hide and seek with me again, I'm angry."

"Jingyue, did you hear it, I'm angry!"