In the distance, under the Nuji Mountain, there was a loud bang, and the Vermilion Bird, which was obviously pressed under the Nuji Mountain and the three immortal mountains, was struggling to get out. Dusty and flying everywhere, the sky was obscured by dust, and it was a gray patch.

On the ground, Princess Miaoshan and Xiaofang, who were lying side by side, let go of their bodies and minds together, without resistance, and even some expectations.

The young man's spirit overlaid, first Xiao Fang, there was a warm feeling in the perineum, and then there was a bang, a mysterious power, exploded in her body, and the young man's spirit entered her body and mind, connecting the soul through the true yin.

It was an incredible feeling that every cell in the body seemed to be trembling. It was as if a little light had spread from the depths of her true yin, encroaching on everything about her, and the blood seemed to boil, pleasant, unbelievably pleasant, climbing to unimaginable peaks in the past, and then as if she had collapsed, she fell asleep in exhaustion and weakness.

The spirit of the young man, with the power of the Heavenly Book and the Earth Scroll in Princess Fuso's body, entered Princess Myozen's body. Princess Miaoshan's body was originally condensed by the spirit body after death, the Brahma nectar transformed by the power of Xuanwu, and she cultivated according to the secret techniques taught to her after Ningjiang destroyed the three holy places of the blood abyss and tantra and before leaving Tibet.

Although it is a physical body cultivated by the spirit body, but at the moment when the young spirit enters, what she feels is an incredibly powerful joy, and her body also begins to float slowly, as if she has become a Buddha, reaching the realm of indescribable joy, and she feels like she is one with the world, can it be said that this is the highest state of Mahayana Buddhism?

In this process, between heaven and earth, a trace of mystery, with this feeling of merging with the world, withdraws, condenses into a little, this mysterious point, cool and clear, in the depths of her true yin, by the spirit of the youth caressing and playing, with its peeling, and the exit of the youth, she also slowly drifted to the ground, sleeping in the past.

At the same time, Xiaomeng stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the female mountains in front of him. The mountains began to shake, and the shaking became more and more severe.

Behind her, her brother's voice came: "Little dream—"

Xiaomeng clenched the double swords in his hand: "Brother, let's go!" "There is no need for any explanation, she has a heart-to-heart connection, and she has already understood her brother's intentions. The spirit of her brother, like a stream of clear water, overflowed her whole body and entered her body, and the two spirits became one, parted with each other.

The power of the tunnel scroll pulled back all the power of the Xuanwu that filled the heavens and the earth, and the overlapping male and female swords, the ice flowers flashed, and at the tips of the two swords, they converged into a crystal droplet. It was so heavy that it took a brother and sister to lift it.

On the other side of the slope, Chun Jianli, who flew up by the fire dance technique, looked this way, at this time, Xiaofang and Princess Miaoshan had fallen to the ground, sleeping and not waking up, only Xiaomeng stood there alone, holding the male and female swords in one hand, and the male and female swords were often pointed obliquely, and the cold light at the tip of the sword seemed to condense the power of the world, cold to the extreme, sharp to the extreme.

Rumble! The entire Nuji Mountain collapsed, the three immortal mountains all collapsed, and the winged Holy Phoenix flew up in a whirlpool, letting out an angry and rampant roar. On the ground, thousands of soldiers made their scalps numb, looking up at the demon bird with raging flames soaring into the sky, their hearts were like ashes, even so, they couldn't crush this demon bird? Who can kill it? Who can save the world?

They are finished, China is finished, Shenzhou is finished, and the whole world cannot escape the catastrophe it brings. After so many years of hard work, so many years of hard work, in the end, will it still end in failure? Everyone's efforts, everyone's efforts, just disappeared like this?

The demon bird that soared into the sky between the earth and rocks that cracked in all directions exuded vicious flames, and the sky that was still gray just now was instantly ignited by the flames, and the bright red spread wildly to the sky. And it was at this time that a beautiful figure drew a wonderful trajectory from the distant mountain, with a mysterious sword light, tore open the space, and broke through the sky towards the holy phoenix flying in anger.

Is that...... Little Dream Girl?

Everyone was looking up, dominating the world, in the unstoppable flame, only that little light, desperately rushed to the center of the flame. Coquettish face, beautiful posture, sharp sword light, without any hesitation. On the tip of the sword, a little cold light, like a meteor piercing the dark night, faint, but shining.

The tip of the sword pierced into the flames, slashing in, flames rolling around the girl's body like a sea of flames. In the eyes of everyone, the demon bird that roared in the sky emitted purple flames around its body, and the fire wings that spread out to both sides were bewitching and terrifying. The long sword rainbow, like an arrow, boom, the purple flame was in a ring, exploding outward, and the figure of the little dream girl disappeared like that.

As if propelled by a powerful and invisible force, the Holy Phoenix began to fly into the distance. Chun Jianli, who was looking at it with wide eyes, was in a cold sweat in her palms, and from her direction, she could still see the sharp sword light in the high-temperature purple flame that exploded in a ring. Win or die, but this is a battle that cannot be tolerated in any way, and everyone's hopes are pinned on this sword.

The Xuanwu power of the entire world, the point condensed at the tip of the sword, was driven by the power of the Tunnel Scroll and the Flower of the World. The sword light spun like a spiral, and the girl's voice began to spin, and the purple flames tumbled around, and finally broke with a bang. In the miserable hiss of the demon bird, the bright red blood light burst outward, and turned into even more fierce flames.

Without any pause, Jian Hong pierced through the flames of the talisman, cut open the skin and flesh of the demon bird, and went straight into the depths. Blood and fire swirled around, vicious and beating veins, rolling lava, great power, high temperatures that could burn everything down, oppressing the soul of the girl and her inner merger.

The breath of death spread across the void, and with a hiss, the demon bird's eyes opened with anger, and its blood-red eyes with a little blue light looked at the sword light that rushed into its body in a rage and horror. Blue flames rushed towards the girl, trying to break her down, trying to tear her apart, the sky was dark, all kinds of panic, the sun and the moon were out of order, and there was no light in the universe.

As if in response to its scream, the girl followed with a shout, and the cold light at the tip of the sword poured surging water into the demon bird's body. The screams of the demon birds became painful, hoarse, full of unbelievable anger and fear emanating from the deepest part of the universe......