"Purple pupils!" On the snow peak, Beichen, who was supported by Zhao Gang, hurriedly called out a somewhat vague name, and his eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, "Don't go ......"

In his heart, all he still retains is the memory of the moment when he fainted.

"Young master!" Hearing his voice, Zhao Gang turned his face in surprise.

Seeing him, Beichen sat up straight from the snow suddenly, "Where is the purple pupil?!" ”

Zhao Gang raised his hand and pointed to the snow valley, "The purple girl is there!" ”

Beichen looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that in the snow valley, ice picks were overwhelming, and there were crowds of people around him, and snacks were struggling to move forward......

Through layers of ice picks and snow mist, he saw a figure.

She raised her right hand, the knife in her left hand against an ice spear, her thin body trembling like a leaf in the wind, as if it was about to fall at any moment.

His heart almost broke!

"Purple pupils!"

With his hands on the snow, Beichen had already flown up and rushed towards the snow valley.

Inside the Guardian of the Moon, the tip of the spear was still approaching forward, the knife of the purple pupil was moving backwards little by little, and the right arm supporting the Guardian of the Moon was also trembling.

At this time, her strength was also on the verge of collapse.

Purple pupils, hold on, you can't lose!

No!

You can't fall, you can't!

In my heart, there was a voice screaming loudly.

She gritted her teeth, withdrew her right foot, and stood back in place.

In times of crisis, people can always burst out of their extraordinary potential, just after she relied on her willpower to support this momentary difficulty.

At her dantian, a bright light flashed, and then a star suddenly lit up.

The eighth star, self-awakening!

At the same time, a dazzling red glow suddenly overflowed from her body.

At the same time as her star power advanced, her martial arts also advanced again.

Feeling the amount of power that was quickly replenished above his body, the purple pupil raised his face, looked at Yun Shui Chan on the other end of the spear, and raised the corners of his lips coldly.

"Die!"

The left hand, which was holding the knife, slammed forward.

Zhang Yuchang's ice spear was immediately pushed by her in the opposite direction and slammed into it, and with a pop, the tail of the spear pierced directly into Yun Shui Chan's already lightly injured body.

Every astral sorcerer will weaken after unleashing his strongest blow.

Like, Beichen just now.

The same is true for Yun Shui Chan now, he originally thought that with the little star power he had left, he would have already finished the purple pupil at the end of the strong crossbow with just one ice gun.

As soon as the purple pupil dies, the guardian of this moon will also disappear, and both the purple disciple and Murong Dongli will die, and there will be no one to threaten him.

It's a pity that the scheming Ruyun Shui Zen didn't expect that the purple pupil would advance on his own under such huge pressure, and it was the same level of astral martial arts, even if he had never heard of such a precedent.

It was already full of wounds, and the body that had exhausted its star power could still withstand this shot from the purple pupil.

After shaking for a while, Yun Shuichan's legs weakened and he already knelt on the ground.

When the Purple Disciple and Murong Dongli rushed in front of him, his head was already hanging down weakly and he was dead!

Without the support of his spiritual power, the star patterns in mid-air flashed and disappeared in an instant, the cold wind stopped, and the ice picks that fell in mid-air had already disintegrated in the air, turning into a blue point of light and dissipating in the air.

Feeling the pressure on his right hand, Zitong's heart relaxed, and as soon as his body shook, the person fell backwards.

She was so tired and needed a good rest.