Lan Junxia's expression was as cold as a ruthless killer, and there was a terrible smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people shudder.

Could it be that time? Dieyi remembered that after she stunned Lan Junxia and drank his blood!

Lan Junxia's blood contains the power of dragon blood, which has the effect of eternal beauty and nourishing skin care. At this time, less than a day has passed, and Dieyi has not fully digested it. But Lan Junxia's blood has been integrated into her bloodline and runs all over her body.

Dieyi never dreamed that Lan Junxia's blood can nourish and at the same time, it is also deadly fire!

At Lan Junxia's thoughts, the blood was detonated, and it began to burn violently from her veins!

The characteristic of the Spiritual Fire is that once it is ignited, it will never be extinguished unless the fuel is exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, Dieyi's internal organs, hair, and flesh were burned, leaving only bones, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

Those blood were extracted when Lan Junxia was still flesh and blood, so the spiritual fire transformed from these blood was still pure and beautiful blue.

Knowing that she was going to die, Dieyi's soul roared in pain:

"Even if I die, all the people of Changfeng Mountain will be buried together!"

"Whether you live or become a puppet, whether you have memories or not, the people of Changfeng Mountain just treat you as a tool!"

"Poor child, I feel sorry for you......"

Soon, the resentful voice finally stopped abruptly, as her bones and soul had been reduced to ashes and dissipated by the wind.

In the scorched void, the last beautiful blue flame was finally extinguished.

Everyone cheered when they saw Lan Junxia eliminate Dieyi, the female devil, especially the people of the Xingling Group, whose morale rose greatly, and everyone played extraordinarily.

However, Lan Junxia did not feel the joy of everyone.

"I'm not a tool...... That's not true! Lan Junxia was hurt by Dieyi's words, he shook his head desperately, looking down at his hands.

The hands were clean and pale, but Lan Junxia saw that his hands were stained with blood, and he smiled distractedly, his expression was very painful.

"Even if I'm just a tool, they are my relatives, and in order to protect them, everything is willing." Lan Junxia comforted himself with self-muttering.

"Your current master is Xiaoxian, of course you can have the memories and consciousness of your life and protect your relatives. But have you ever thought that if your master is not a fairy and is your current enemy, your memory and consciousness will disappear, and you will turn against your loved ones. ”

Youwang Ziye didn't go far, she has been paying attention to the duel between Lan Junxia and Dieyi. Seeing that Lan Junxia burned Dieyi to death, she appeared to speak.

Her voice was calm, just like her expression.

"Aunt Ziye, I'm ......" Lan Junxia looked at Youwang Ziye in surprise.

"Dead souls should not be nostalgic for this world. Child, you deserve to rest in peace, and not wander around in agony. This will only make the loved ones who remember you even more sad. "Youwang Ziye said.

"Aunt Ziye, I understand what you mean." Lan Junxia's pupils were hollow like a pool of stagnant water, but his voice was gloomy and sad.

He remembered......

He was tortured and insulted in front of Xiaoxian, and finally died under the knife of the master of the Tengluo Palace. The vine lord refined his corpse into a puppet and ordered him to skin the little fairy alive.

He approached step by step with a glittering knife......

Xiaoxian looked at him desolate for the last time, and slowly closed her eyes with tears in her eyes, no longer struggling. Then, the tormented fairy had a nervous breakdown and went crazy......

Lan Junxia's memories come from Xiaoxian's memories, and as long as the memories related to him, even what happened to him after his death, they are indiscriminately copied to the puppets.

It was he who hurt Xiaoxian......

Aunt Ziye is right, he is just a tool, and whoever falls into his hands can only listen to whom's orders.

It's better not to be alive than to be alive!

Seeing Lan Junxia's expression, Youwang Ziye knew that he had figured it out.

Youwang Ziye leaned over and hugged him, and said in his ear: "Instead of being a puppet walking corpse, it is better to die on the battlefield with a bang." As long as you kill Shadow Take, you can close the demon gate. An eighth-order celestial god self-destructs, and the power generated can reach the peak of the ninth-order celestial god. This is your last chance to regain your dignity. Only in this way can your death become the driving force for everyone to move forward. ”

He did die a terrible death, suffered a lot of insults, and became a puppet after his death...... With such a self, he doesn't want people who remember him to know. He planned to follow the advice of the Shadow King Ziye and die with Shadow Warrior.

Fortunately, everyone doesn't know that they are long gone, and leaving everyone in this way will cause the least harm to everyone......

Lan Junxia smiled sadly when she thought of this: "Aunt Ziye, thank you for telling me this best of both worlds, I'm leaving." ”

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears. Puppets are not flesh and blood, so naturally there are no tears.

Seeing Lan Junxia so desolate, Youwang Ziye comforted him again: "Child, you can go with peace of mind, I will cross you into reincarnation." When you are reborn as a human being, you can continue all the unfinished fate. ”

"Aunt Ziye, thank you for giving me advice, I feel much better now." Lan Junxia said goodbye to the ghost king Ziye repeatedly, and then threw himself into the battlefield again.

Looking at Lan Junxia's lonely back in the distance, Youwang Ziye felt a lingering guilt in his heart.

It was pitiful enough for that child to die in humiliation, and it was cruel for me to persuade him to die with the enemy and let him die again......

But that's the only way to let that child be redeemed.

She couldn't watch him reduced to a lifeless and unconscious tool. So she ruthlessly chose to destroy him.

Once the soul is refined into a part of the puppet, it is not a living soul body and cannot be reincarnated. There is no afterlife, what awaits Lan Junxia is only complete destruction.

Youwang Ziye deceived Lan Junxia! She did this just so that the child who died tragically could leave peacefully.

While Ye Xiaoling rescued, he silently paid attention to Lan Junxia's movements. Seeing Lan Junxia and Aunt Ziye hugging each other for a while and then separating again, I felt very strange.

Could it be that Aunt Ziye found out?

Lan Junxia's death, apart from himself and Xiao Xian, only Du Wu and Xiao D, the twenty people who went to the rescue, knew. She gave the order not to say it to anyone, and it was impossible to spread it.

Aunt Ziye is the head of the Youwang family. For generations, the Youwang family has taken it as their mission to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits.

The puppet is originally the most evil thing, and from the standpoint of the Youwang family, it is inevitable to destroy the puppet, even if the puppet is his own relative before his death.

"Aunt Ziye, what did you say to Xiaoxia?" Seeing that the ghost king Ziye did not attack Lan Junxia, but Lan Junxia looked sad and awe-inspiring, Ye Xiaoling became more and more uneasy.

At this time, Xiao D was still fighting hard with Yingwu, and he was at a disadvantage, and his whole body was already scarred.

"Little D, you support me for a while, and I'll support you when I get rid of those annoying flies." Lan Junxia looked at Xiao D and whispered to himself, and then his hands sent out two black fire dragons at the same time, sweeping towards the black butterfly that covered the sky and the sun.

Lan Junxia hates these black butterflies!

These black butterflies not only eat his flesh and blood, but also his corpse! Every minute and every second before he died, he was tormented by black butterflies. The poison that invaded his bone marrow and soul made him feel worse than death......

He's going to take revenge as much as he wants! Burn all these ugly black butterflies to death!

Lan Junxia, who was dressed in white, was suspended in mid-air, staring at the black butterfly that covered the sky with terrifying empty eyes.

His whole body was full of black qi, like a terrible ghost in hell, and between the swings of his palms, he shot out one black fire dragon after another.

Although the Lan team has become very powerful, the evil aura that soars into the sky makes the people of Changfeng Mountain finally realize that something is wrong with him, what is that chilling feeling?

The raging black spiritual fire drowned out the black butterflies as thick as dense clouds, and they burned violently, and a large number of black butterflies were ignited. Once ignited, the wings are burned instantly, and without the wings, you can't fly.

A large number of black butterflies with their wings burned off smashed to the ground, like a black rainstorm. After falling to the ground, the black butterfly was still struggling to the death. The black spiritual fire continued to burn until the black butterfly was burned to the point that there was no slag left.

These black butterflies were summoned by the butterfly from the Demon Gate. It is a kind of eighth-order Heavenly God Realm magic worm. After Dieyi's death, no one continued to summon black butterflies, but the number of summoned butterflies has reached a terrifying tens of millions!

Fifty Blue Soul Clansmen with the strength of an eighth-order Heavenly God were fighting against Black Butterfly, and Lan Junxia's attack made them save the day at once.

Among the demons and monsters released from the Demon Gate, the Black Butterfly is the highest and most threatening. Therefore, the most elite troops of Changfeng Mountain are dealing with Black Butterfly.

As long as all the black butterflies are exterminated, the side of Changfeng Mountain will be able to free up a large number of eighth-order heavenly gods to support the others, and the situation will be completely reversed.

Lan Junxia continued to release one black thunder fire dragon wave after another, and the fifty eighth-order heavenly gods were even more desperate to kill, and soon all the black butterflies were wiped out.

The clouds were so dark that they were endless, and finally a clear gap finally leaked out.

The sun is rising, and the faint sunlight shines through the gaps in the clouds on the land where rivers of blood and mountains of bones flow, indescribably tragic and desolate.

However, the battle is not over! Before the Demon Gate was closed, the mortal world was still invaded by demons and monsters.

After slashing nearly 10 million fierce beasts in one go, Lan Junxia's murderous aura became more and more terrifying, and the fifty eighth-order heavenly gods near him were all shocked by him.

"Little man! That's enough! Come back! You've done a lot for us! Driven by uneasiness, Ye Xiaoling rushed to Lan Junxia's side in a panic and reached out to grab him!

She was afraid that Lan Junxia would lose control if she was too murderous!

An out-of-control puppet is terrifying! She never wanted to face Lan Junxia who died tragically, even if he had become a puppet. So she had to find a way to get him to stop.

Lan Junxia once again avoided Ye Xiaoling's capture, and his figure flashed away from Ye Xiaoling.

Looking at Ye Xiaoling from afar, Lan Junxia smiled sadly: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I won't add any trouble to you." I've found my way to go. Please help me take care of Chuanqing and Xiaoxian in the future, but they are the only ones, I can't rest assured. ”