Save the last bit of your vitality to talk to Zhu Rong.

The question is, will his vitality survive until that time?

Zhu Yan looked at Zhu Rong, who was unconscious, struggled to stand up, and walked towards him step by step.

He faltered and faltered.

His gaze is unstoppable.

However, in just a few zhang distance, Zhu Yan walked for a long time, leaving behind him, leaving a series of purple lights and shadows.

That's his footprint.

Xinsheng and Gonggong couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Judging from the charm of those footprints, Zhu Yan should have reached the modern world.

Could it be that the injuries he suffered were so that he could not even restrain the realm of the near world?

Zhu Yan turned around and looked at the lights and shadows, his expression full of relief.

"In my life, I have experienced the misdirection of the demon lord, accepted the appreciation of Xuanyuan, carried the expectations of the world, and carried the pillars of the common family, which can be said to be extremely exciting. ”

"When the dragon slaying knife pierced my spirit seed, I still had three remaining wishes. ”

Zhu Yan smiled, "Now there are only two of them." ”

He looked at Han Feiyu floating in the sky again, "The second thing, I probably won't be able to do it in my life." ”

Shaking his head slightly, he looked at the Heart Saint and continued: "Well, there must always be a limit to disobedience to the will of heaven, and if you don't want to, I can't force it. ”

Xin Sheng knew that this was something that made him and Han Feiyu meet each other.

He shook his head and didn't speak.

Wish, wish.

The most hurtful.

Zhu Yan didn't ask unrelentingly.

There are some things that only need to be asked once.

He waved his hand suddenly.

"I don't know if you're there, but it's enough for you to know I'm saying goodbye to you. ”

A dull thunderclap sounded, and even though the place had gone 10,000 meters underground, it was as clear as if it were in my ears.

Xinsheng said in a deep voice: "There are too many people here!

Zhu Yan frowned, "Can't you even do it?"

He smiled bitterly twice and raised his middle finger at God, "Although I don't know if you have eyes, but you look at it, I despise you!"

He coughed violently again, and his body was as stiff as a man in the twilight who had half his feet in the coffin.

Sometimes when you bend over, you can still straighten up, which is etiquette and apology.

Sometimes bend down, but you can only bend all the way to the ground, this is fate.

Zhu Yan no longer had the strength to stand up straight, so he could only lean all the way to Zhu Rong's body.

"Brother. His voice was soft, as if he was afraid of waking Zhu Rong up.

As if stuck in his throat, Zhu Yan suddenly let out a tooth-sore sound, and it took a long time to suppress it.

A streak of blood slipped from the corner of his lips.

Even with all his might, he still couldn't swallow all the blood clots back into his stomach.

"Brother. He touched Zhu Rong's face and repeated.

Then his head hung down and he never woke up.

The Oriental Branch grew old for the rest of his life, wished the second family in charge, and Zhu Yan, the Fire Venerable, died.

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Han Feiyu floated in mid-air, thinking to himself, what is this for?

He was already seriously injured, but he still insisted on saying so many words and walking so far.

Doesn't it hurt?

As an outsider, he could see even more clearly than the other two saints.

Zhu Yan should have died a long time ago.

Even if the spirit crystal of death could really fix his soul, it would be useless.

Everyone, including the Chaos Demon Lord, believed that Zhu Wentian was the one of the Lord of Chaos, and the Chaos Demon Lord naturally knew how to heal the injuries of the Dragon Slaying Knife.

But Han Feiyu didn't think so.

He felt a very familiar aura on the dragon slaying knife.

The breath didn't come from his mother, but from the nine-tailed rabbit he had seen in the bluestone illusion.

Medicines that can treat cancer are not good for colds.

No matter how strong the spirit crystal is, how can it save Zhu Yan's life if it is in the wrong direction?

There are three wishes, and Zhu Yan said two by his willpower.

Han Feiyu looked at the motionless Zhu family brothers, thinking that the last one was already obvious.

Just for your spirit of dying on your eldest brother, I will agree to your request.

Han Feiyu sighed.

He could understand Zhu Yan's request.

The key is, Zhu Rong is now a lonely ghost, how can he take care of him?

On the other hand, judging from Zhu Rong's strength in being able to use his body to fight the blood master, he didn't need to take care of it himself.

Will the strong in recent times need to be taken care of by others?

It seemed like a joke.

Not long after Zhu Yan lost his breath, the Chaos Demon Lord returned to this place.

She was a little surprised when she saw the scene in the field, and she didn't seem to understand why Zhu Yan still died.

Didn't the spirit crystal of the dead work?

The Chaos Demon Lord walked up to Zhu Yan and gently lifted him up, wanting to see the spirit crystal.

Zhu Yan's body had just floated up less than an inch before falling back down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Rong's voice was heard.

"Don't touch him. ”

Although Zhu Rong only said three words, all sober people could hear the anger in his tone.

The look in Gonggong's eyes was a little complicated.

He may be the only one here who can understand Zhu Rong's feelings, because he has also lost the most important person.

It is a very painful thing to lose a loved one, let alone two?

He was hesitating whether to tell Zhu Rong about Ling'er.

Ling'er's death, of course, Zhu Rong is responsible and must be responsible.

But after all, he and Zhu Rong have known each other for many years, and even if his mind is full of anger now, he can only put it on hold for the time being.

Moreover, Zhu Yan's words are not unreasonable.

Ling'er was not injured at all in the Zhu family for so long, but after many years, she died while performing a mission with herself.

He opened his mouth and asked, "The one who came from behind, is it the evil lord?"

In this war, Gonggong has fought against a total of three demon lords, winning two and losing one.

There is only one demon lord who can be stronger than the blood lord.

The Heart Saint nodded, "That's right, that's the strongest demon lord. ”

Gonggong was slightly startled and said, "Then how can we still stay here? ”

The Heart Saint asked, "How do you know? ”

Gonggong frowned and said, "Although I have not been fighting with the evil lord for a long time, I have also felt her combat power, and that kind of combat power can never be stopped by one or even two saints...... According to my judgment, at least I need to work together with Zhu Rong to be able to block her. ”

His face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Rong suddenly.

Xinsheng sighed and said before he could speak, "That's right, it's the evil lord who hurt him like this. ”

The co-worker said, "What about now?

"The evil lord has been defeated, and now the blood lord, the jealous lord and the sword saint jointly apply the seal, and after you recover, you may also need your help. ”

Gonggong objected: "After all, the realm of the evil lord is one level higher, and ordinary seals are useless, even if they are cast by the powerhouses of the recent world. ”

The Lord of Chaos said, "Do you have anything better?"

The co-worker spread his hands, "Of course I don't. ”

Before the words fell, he turned the topic to Xinsheng, "But this guy has always had a lot of schemes, and I don't believe it if he can't do it." ”

The Heart Saint said, "How many Demon Lords are there now?"

The Demon Lord of Chaos said: "Fear and greed died on the main plane, Devouring and Evil were killed by the evil lord again, and if the evil lord is removed, there are still seven. ”

Blood, chaos, **, arrogance, jealousy, rage, ferocity.

The twelve sharp blades that used to hang over the heads of the human world are now only seven.

Xinsheng frowned, and stopped talking.

The Lord of Chaos said, "Sir, but it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Xin Sheng said: "I'm thinking, seals naturally need to be sealed, but to talk about the way, I have an eight-spirit array here, which should be useful." ”

The Chaos Demon Lord said, "Eight Spirit Array?"

The formations that can seal the powerhouses of the modern world are all top-notch formations, let alone the top powerhouses like the evil lord?

This kind of formation, it doesn't make sense that the Heart Saint will send it out directly regardless of the return.

She looked at Xinsheng, waiting for his next step.

Xin Sheng said: "The Eight Spirit Array needs to be maintained by eight top powerhouses at the same time, and with the strength of the evil lord, it will take more than 10,000 years. ”

The Chaos Demon Lord said calmly, "Meaning, we still have to stay in this dark place for thousands of years?"

Xinsheng said: "I can only work hard for you. ”

The Demon Lord of Chaos said, "But there are only seven of us. ”

"One of the four of us will choose to assist you. ”

Zhu Rong's voice sounded again, "Don't choose, just me." ”

The heart was slightly stunned.

The knife saint was slightly stunned.

The Demon Lord of Chaos was also stunned.

Although it doesn't take too much time to maintain the seal, this period of time is too long, why would Zhu Rong recommend himself as an immortal powerhouse?

The heart saint hesitated: "You ......"

Zhu Rong interrupted him, "Needless to say, I've made up my mind." ”

He didn't have the strength to stand up, but the hand holding Zhu Yan never let go.

The Demon Lord of Chaos said, "The deceased is gone, do you plan to do this forever?"

Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the Chaos Demon Lord, and his eyes spit out blade-like lightning.

"I haven't settled accounts with you yet, take me to heal, you must die. ”

The Lord of Chaos frowned.

The atmosphere in the room became tense.

The Sword Saint is not here, and the three people in the field are no longer able to fight, who can stop the Lord of Chaos?

The Heart Saint said: "Don't be surprised, the Fire Saint has lost his blood relatives, and some impulses are inevitable. ”

The Chaos Demon Lord said, "I suddenly thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, which was to resurrect Zhu Yan or use the Eight Spirit Array. ”

Xinsheng frowned, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

The Chaos Demon Lord continued: "It's very simple, Zhu Yan's injury is in the soul, plus there is no body that can carry his already shattered soul. The current situation is that his soul has been fixed by the spirit crystal of death, but he lacks a container that is enough to nourish his soul. And if you want to be the eye of the Eight Spirit Array, then we can use your body to nourish his soul and then fill it into the eye of the array. When the time is ripe for his injuries to heal, his soul will naturally be able to leave your body, and when the time comes, he will be able to resurrect, and your body will be able to provide an endless stream of bloodline power for the Eight Spirit Array, which is the best of both worlds. ”

The heart saint was shocked and said, "Never!"

Gonggong frowned and said, "This kind of condition, only a fool would pay attention to. ”

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, there is a high probability that the Chaos Demon Lord's proposal is a conspiracy, and anyone with a brain will not hesitate to reject him.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Zhu Rong's refusal was never spoken.

The faces of the heart saint and the co-workers became more and more ugly.

This condition is indeed accepted only by the brainless.

Zhu Rong, who lost Zhu Yan...... I didn't have a brain all the time.

After a long time, Zhu Rong raised his head and said with a firm gaze: "I promise you!"

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