Only by cutting off the vitality can there be a glimmer of vitality, if Cheng Lingran didn't ask Jiang Xiu to kill him, even Jiang Xiu would never understand, and only the goddess could understand such a profound truth. Dust? Edge? Wen? Learn? Net

Cheng Lingran in front of him should have been descended by a goddess.

In Jiang Xiu's original impression, the perception of the goddess was not bad, although she occupied Xie Ting and let the world descend on the earth and cause great changes on the earth, but the purpose of tracing its root cause was to avenge the slaughter of the clansmen back then, and even insisted on being burned to death to let the world come, Jiang Xiu was even moved, but now it seems that things are far from being so simple.

Once again, a violent pain struck

Jiang Xiu's mind recalled a part of the memory, he saw that he quickly understood her intentions, and a fierce sword pierced into her body, the wound exploded and shot out a strong light, and life passed extremely quickly under the serious injury.

"Brother Jiang, kill me!"

Jiang Xiu's eyes were cold, Jiang Luo's appearance at that time was very different from now, but his expression and eyes were the same, all of them were indifferent, and even a little linen.

"Tear Pull"

The long sword was drawn, the blood soared, and Cheng Lingran fell in a pool of blood.

"Brother Jiang, throw me down when I die."

Judging from her title, it should be a person who looks the same as Cheng Lingran, the real Cheng Lingran will not call him Brother Jiang, but will call him Xiao Xiu, he can roughly be sure that only goddesses like to call him Brother Jiang.

She lay in a pool of blood, motionless, as if dead.

"Really, really dead."

Jiang Xiu didn't care about their staring at each other, he remembered her dying admonition to throw her down again, and then reported her to the edge of the cliff, the wind was howling outside, and the strange whirlpool of the Heavenly Emperor's Tomb could be faintly seen between the smoke and clouds below.

Jiang Xiu glanced at the woman in his arms, threw one of them, and the corpse fell down with a hunting sound.

"What does it mean to throw it down?"

There was talk on the side.

"I don't know."

In the next scene, everyone, including Jiang Xiu, was a little stunned, seeing that she was already dead, she flew up from the bottom, her face was sacred, her eyes were shining, she fell on Yashan, and stood there alive, "Brother Jiang"

Wow!

Rao was present, and all the Immortal Kings were dumbfounded, and they were in an uproar.

Once again, fragments of memory break off.

Jiang Xiu woke up from his memories, his nose was still full of blood, but the symptoms of his body were milder than before, and the vitality of the essence blood of the ancient gods had withstood a large part of the Heavenly Machine's backlash.

"She survived?"

He felt incredible, he was already dead, but the Heavenly Emperor Tomb actually brought her back to life.

"This, is this the secret of the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, the opportunity to achieve the imperial level."

If you can be reborn after death, this vitality is too powerful, theoretically speaking, if you extradite this power for your own use, it will be an immortal body, and this level of power is certainly not an exaggeration to say that it is royal.

Jiang Xiu's eyes became feverish.

He came to the edge of the cliff again, staring at the Heavenly Emperor Tomb under him, and his heart was full of thoughts. Now that he could think of this, of course, Jiang Xiu at that time would also be able to think of it, including so many immortal kings present.

My brain hurt again

Jiang Xiu stood on the edge of the cliff and prepared to go down, but he was a little hesitant in his heart, after all, this matter was very risky, and Ji Daozong behind him said: "Sect Master, don't worry, your subordinates will definitely do their best to protect the Sect Master." ”

Li Jiuyang, Tang Tian and others behind Ji Daozong also showed a look of seeing death as home. In addition to these three subordinates, there were also a few old friends present, Shui Mist Shake, Yanlong Yue, Hua Liuying, Corpse God Daoren, etc., these are all people he can trust.

Jiang Xituo of the Taihua Sect opened his mouth and said: "Falling down the Nine Xuans to wash the sky, a thousand autumn industries, not caring for an inch is also romantic, you Jiang Luoxia can do what he says, since everyone has a share in the answer, then everyone must have a share." ”

Ji Daozong said: "If the sect master of my family has a word, it is the law of gold. ”

"Okay, then I'll have to work for you later." Jiang Xiu glanced at the water mist, the latter nodded heavily at Jiang Xiu, he doubted whether this man liked him, but with so many people present, what he trusted the most was that wait a minute, the one who cut off Jiang Xiu's vitality was entrusted to her.

"Don't worry!" Shui Mist said, "It will definitely live up to the trust." ”

Jiang Xituo's group of people swore by what they said, but Jiang Xiu still had reservations about them, he was really arrogant, and he couldn't resist other people's real villains, but he was born with a rash factor in his blood, and he still jumped down resolutely.

And as a result, of course, he quickly flew up from below, feeling that the vitality was passing rapidly, and at this moment, Jiang Xiu was also extremely nervous, and shouted at the mist: "Kill me, quickly!" ”

Everyone on the side was very concerned, and Jiang Xituo had no intention of stopping it, and stretched his neck.

"Okay, look at the sword!"

The sword light flashed, and Jiang Xiu fell in a pool of blood.

The sword was crisp and sharp.

Shui Mist Shao doesn't look at the temperament is a bit neutral and feminine, but the bottom of his hands is absolutely hard, and he can even do it, leaving only a little blood red on Jiang Xiu's chest at the heart position, and no external injuries at all.

He was also satisfied with his sword.

"Throw it down."

When he said this, the water mist was still a little nervous, maybe when Jiang Xiu came up again, he might be the Immortal Emperor, what kind of existence was that, from now on, he would dominate the Immortal Martial Arts and crisscross the world.

However, no one paid attention to the words of the water mist, and his heart chuckled.

"If you hear that, throw your sect master down."

It was as if all the people present had become deaf and mute.

"What do you mean?"

Shui Wuyan felt that something was wrong, these people were by no means deaf or dumb, he noticed the rebellion of Ji Daozong, Tang Tian, Li Jiuyang and others, as well as the indifference of Yanlongyue, Hua Liuying, Corpse God Daoren and others.

"If you don't throw it, I'll come!"

Just as Shui Mist was about to go over and throw Jiang Xiu's body down the Heavenly Emperor Tomb, he was stopped by Ji Daozong, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Of course, it's to throw the river down."

The yin and yang on the side said strangely: "You killed our sect master, and now you want to destroy the corpse?" ”

Shui Mist's face changed greatly when he heard this.

"You want to rebel?"

Yan Longyue interjected and said: "Shui Mist Shake, you openly killed the Sect Master of the Tianxing Sect, as a subordinate, how could they let you desecrate the corpse of their Sect Master again, and if it were me, I would also swear to the death." ”

"You" Shui Mist Shake couldn't calm down anymore, even the Flower Shadow Flow, and the eyes of the Corpse God Daoist were extremely indifferent.

"Get out of the way of the deity, otherwise, don't blame the deity for being ruthless under the sword."

Jiang Xituo sneered: "Shui Mist Shake, can you deal with so many immortal kings here with one sword?" This sect advises you, don't put your life into it for nothing. ”

The crowd dispersed, encircling the mist inside.

"You, you" Shui Mist's eyes flashed with furious fire: "A group of despicable villains who have no faith in their words, the deity, even if they die, they must achieve an explanation to Brother Jiang." ”

Rumble!

Jiang Xiu's mind turned into a white glow.

The memory was broken, Jiang Xiu woke up from the memory, trembling all over, finally, finally knowing, his angry roar, endless grievances, endless anger, a group of treacherous villains.

"The deity will definitely get it back."

"Definitely!"

His eyes were red, his face was full of blood, his memory was intermittent, he saw the mist shaking under the siege of many immortal kings, covered in bruises, struggling hard, but his two fists were hard to beat with four hands, like a caged beast, doing a helpless battle of trapped beasts, struggling, exhausting the last bit of mana, and finally, he collapsed crazy, looking at Jiang Xiu's corpse, he collapsed crazy.

"Brother Jiang"

He fell to the ground and stretched out his hand to Jiang Xiu with difficulty, and gradually everything became blurred.

"Mist Shake"

Jiang Xiu understood the feeling of the mist shaking, understood his collapse, he killed the person, but in the end he was helpless, watching Jiang Xiu really die, it would be enough for anyone to collapse, if he wasn't crazy, he would definitely draw his sword and kill himself.

At this moment, Jiang Xiu felt heartache for this brother, and listened to the old bustard say that the water mist was still crazy, and he refused to come up when he was dragged to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, and here, he left a too painful experience.