Bei Liyue glanced at me, who was pierced through my heart by the Xuanyuan Sword, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned around, absorbing the majestic divine power on Rong Ji's body with the Star Absorbing Dafa.

If it goes on like this, the taboo will be drained!

I hurriedly pulled out the Xuanyuan sword that crossed my heart and soared upward.

Raising his eyes, Rong Ji turned around, completely blocking Bei Liyue's view, and he silently motioned to me, "Don't be impatient. ”

Rong Ji is so calm, he must have already thought of a countermeasure. I stood silently, my hands drenched in cold sweat, fearing that Rong Ji had underestimated Northern Liyue's abilities.

Northern Liyue was engrossed in absorbing the divine power from Rong Ji's body, and when he saw that he would soon reach the realm of Dacheng, his body suddenly changed.

"What's going on, why can't you change your body!" Bei Liyue glared angrily, grabbing Rong Ji's spotless neckline, furious.

Rong Ji gently brushed away Bei Liyue's hand, and there was a faint mockery in his tone, "Although you have cultivated the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, your foundation is not deep, and it is okay to deal with ordinary people. If you want to naturalize me, you still owe some fire!"

Bei Liyue stepped back in disbelief, "Almost! I can naturalize your divine powers! I can almost take over your body!"

"You're overestimating yourself! The gap between me and you is more than a little bit!" Rong Ji walked towards me, subconsciously blocking in front of me.

Bei Liyue couldn't accept the end of his success no matter what, even if his own demonic qi was like a snake dancing wildly and rampage through his body, he still risked being eaten by demonic qi and did his best to urge the star-absorbing Dafa.

The sky rotates, the earth rotates.

In the Qingqiu, all the birds and beasts that were affected by the black aperture of Northern Liyue or the fox fairies with less immortal power all died of smoke.

With one hand, Rong Ji drew a circle to reverse the cyclone's rush into the black circle of light of Northern Liyue, colliding violently with it.

This kind of collision can no longer be described as terrifying, just those overflowing terrifying energy, can make the red sun dim, neon dull.

Bei Liyue did not give an inch, and sprinkled his blood with one hand, which intensified the intensity of the star-absorbing Dafa, making the day without light and the night without stars.

His attack intensified, causing Rong Ji to cross his legs and passively retreat, the clouds piling up at his feet.

Bei Liyue glanced at me beside Rong Ji, her face fierce, "Bei Lige, you took me first!"

He gathered his life's cultivation in his left hand, and then cut off his left hand, so that with ten percent of his anger, it turned into a sharp blade that cut flesh into mud, and hit directly at Rong Ji's dantian.

"I'll pay you back for the sins you created!" Bei Xianyue suddenly stood in front of Rong Ji and looked at Bei Liyue fixedly, her throat moving slightly.

In the next moment, Bei Xianyue spread out her arms, her eyes were closed, her expression relaxed, and she looked at death as if she were at home.

Bai Huahua, who had been hiding in the horns of the vultures, suddenly rushed into the clouds, blocking all the damage for Beixianyue with her flesh and blood.

Northern Liyue's anger was so fierce that the white flower blossom burst into foam before she could say goodbye in her throat, and the blinding blood light spread out like fireworks, and the blood stained the dust red, silently disappearing into the clouds.

Beixianyue was stunned and fell into the blood mist, and her cheeks were covered with blood beads.

"I'm sorry. The northern moon whispered and drifted away with the wind.

Bei Liyue smiled numbly, "Don't worry, none of you can escape!"

His attack became more and more intense, and before he could give him a respite, he was already close in front of him.

I suddenly remembered what Bai Huahua said, the Dafa of Absorbing Stars has few shortcomings, but if a cultivator's demonic nature is not enough to drive the demonic qi in his body, he will be eaten by his own demonic qi, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Just now, Bei Xianyue mentioned one or two things about Bei Liyue's childhood, which seemed to have touched Bei Liyue a lot.

Perhaps, creating an old dream for him can dissolve his heart knot.

Thinking so, I took advantage of the fact that Rong Ji was fighting with Northern Liyue, and my fingertips formed cobwebs, enveloping Northern Liyue steadily.

Piercing the fog of dreams, Beiliyue is still a weak white fox, with round cheeks carved in pink and jade, which is more pleasing than the deep contours of Beixianyue.

"Mother, Ali wants to listen to the ballads of the mortal world!" Bei Liyue sat on his mother's lap, leaning her back and leaning on top of her mother.

Qingqiu was in winter, and it was covered in silver.

A warm sun gently shone on Northern Liyue's body, illuminating his pure white fur.

His mother gently plucked his ears for him, humming a mortal ballad.

The dream changed, and he and Bei Xianyue were already teenagers.

On the top of the Qingqiu Mountains, the three figures galloped wildly, but they still couldn't change the fate of the end of the road.

"Mother, are we dying?" "Exhausted, Bei Liyue dragged him forward by Bei Xianyue.

His mother sighed, stopped, and stood on the top of the green hill like a statue, unmoving.

"Ah Xian, take Ah Li away. "She had never spoken to the North Quarter Moon in a commanding tone.

This time, she seemed so determined.

"No!" Bei Liyue cried, struggling with all her might, but she still couldn't resist Bei Xianyue.

He cried into tears in Bei Xianyue's arms, watching his mother being surrounded and suppressed, and watching his mother fall into this land he loved so much.

Blood was spilled on the ground, and his heart was shattered.

Bei Xianyue may not have realized that what his mother was humming before she died was the mortal ballad that Ping Suri often sang.

The melody is bland, but in Northern Liyue's ears, it is the nine-song ileum, and the liver and intestines are broken.

The dream changed again, and I went around and around again and went back to the day I jumped off Zhu Sendai.

Over the past few months, I've been dreaming about other people over and over again. In my dreams, I watched over and over again as I jumped off Zhuxiantai, watched Mo Zhanchen die to save me, and watched the Emperor of Heaven disappear to save Rong Ji.

At first, my heart ached.

Later, all that remained was a sense of powerlessness.

But this time, when I saw that Bei Liyue had broken off its eight tails, it had changed back to its original form, and it was estimated that she was lying under the layers of dead leaves, letting the wind and rain blow, and my heart still ached.

By the time he woke up, it was seven days later.

The wound on his severed tail was exposed to the rain and sun, and the root of the disease fell to the root, and the pain would be unbearable when the day changed.

"And girl, are you okay?" Bei Liyue carefully held the black box, pressed her ear to the box, and was so nervous that her lips trembled unconsciously.

The black box was seriously injured, and replied to him angrily, "The gods are all destroyed, but there is still a glimmer of life." ”

"That's good, that's good!" Bei Liyue burst into tears, smiling as she wiped away her tears, humming a song her mother had sung to him earlier.

Showers of rain are like waterfalls, and the song of Northern Liyue is cut into thin pieces.

He clung to the black box in his arms, and his light blue eyes were filled with hope that he had never seen before.