Chapter 226
This is the back hand left by Mo Wenjun, and the whole Wuding Pass is known to Mo Wenjun and Zi Yue, the formation left by Mo Wen Jun, and the road led by Zi Yue.
What does this formation do? Actually, it's nothing.,It's just the same principle as the final formation of the unsettled.,But this one is simpler.。
The biggest effect of the formation is to dial a thousand catties in four taels, since this formation is simple, four taels can't be dialed in a thousand catties, how can you have a Xuan Immortal to fill it in.
Ziyue lowered her eyes and slapped her backhand on her sea of knowledge.
A Xuan Immortal for a Doji completely disappeared, worth!
Even if this Xuan Immortal is himself, it is worth the same!
Anyway, she didn't think that she could go back alive after detonating it, how could she not die a death?
The Xuan Immortal-level Yuan Shen was burning, turning into pure immortal power and pouring into the formation, difficult, little by little, to arouse the energy stored in the energy library, so that the original docile spiritual power was dyed with tyranny, and the energy that was originally driven by people became violent to destroy everything.
The original round and condensed Yuan Shen gradually became thinner, but the formation in front of him became brighter and brighter, to put it bluntly, this is a formation where energy becomes a bomb, the bomb wants to explode, and it must be detonated by a detonator, because the level is not enough, so this detonator must be bigger and sharper.
The spiritual power of the hard cultivation was finally consumed, and then the less was the most fundamental primordial imprint of the immortals. Zi Yue's eyes darkened, and she finally lost consciousness, but at this moment, the formation that had already drawn into inertia did not need Zi Yue's control to aim at Zi Yue's last Yuan Shen Mark. In the last moment before falling into darkness, Zi Yue seemed to be able to feel that a little spirituality quickly formed in her abdomen......
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"Yu'er!" A terrible cry came into the ears of the dying Purple Smoke Fairy, and the last scene in her consciousness was the familiar black figure that had fought bloodily from the encirclement of many angels.
The corpse not far away was Qi Luo, who made her suffer a great humiliation that she had never experienced before, thinking of the prototype she was beaten, the purple smoke fairy's eyes were slightly ironic. It turned out that it was not a green silk vine, but an empathy grass...... Although this is the trap of the Heavenly Emperor, although Qi Luo's physique is special, but no one knows the Overlord better than the Purple Smoke Fairy, if he didn't have his mind first, how could he really hurt him?
It's just a pity, it's a pity for these two children......
The last thought dissipated, and Ziyue's figure also faded into a touch of purple qi and dissipated......
Originally, she was the first purple qi when the heaven and earth first opened, when she was young and ignorant, she used to mix in the smoke and haze bushes, and after the formation of the smoke spirit clan, because of this cause and effect to protect her, she gave herself this name, and over time, the people in the fairy world even thought that she was the smoke spirit clan.
"No!" Drawing silk can't accept this fact, let alone make this fact a reality!
The black light began to whistle from him, spreading like a tide, but whenever it touched a wisp of it, whether it was an angel or a corpse, it instantly disappeared without a trace, and the originally crowded battlefield stretched out and was forced to be hit out of a clean vacuum!
And in this piece of nothingness, there was only a black light left, which gently wrapped up the wisp of purple qi that was about to dissipate, so that it would not completely dissipate and there would be no trace.
The overlord, the first wisp of domineering when the ability to Hongmeng first opened, the main killing strategy.
He scattered his cultivation and sacrificed everything, just to be able to return to the original source and protect a wisp of purple smoke from dissipating...... One black, one purple, one clear and one turbid, the two qi are intertwined with each other, interacting, and in awe, just like the first days when the sun and the moon were indistinguishable.
It's just that from then on, there is no overlord in the world, and there is no purple smoke fairy.
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There is no fixed level.
Ziyue's request for help was timely, and the reinforcements finally arrived before the pass was broken, but at this moment, the devastation and blood flowed into a river was not enough to describe such a scene, the original vast earth and sky were bloody, scarlet, corpses were everywhere, and bones were piling up like mountains. There are angels, there are also immortals, immortals, and people who are originally inseparable and would rather die together than coexist are now lying on their necks like the closest brothers and sisters, the closest lovers, which cannot but be said to be an irony.
However, it was good to be able to leave the bones, but more often than not, they were beaten back to their original form and scattered with no bones left, and even the last trace left at this time was ruthlessly erased by the war.
Xiaoxiang Fairy is such a lucky person.
Although the original blue clothes have been dyed purple with blood, I can't see the original color or the original shape, although the wounds all over my body can't even distinguish the original appearance, but even if the breath is gone, I still stand in front of the uncertain pass with my eyes open, not taking a step back, proud, like a monument.
"Xi'er ......" Qinglian Sword Immortal, who has always been chic and uninhibited, has lost his previous understatement, even the outstretched hand is full of trembling, his voice is soft, as if he is afraid of waking her up, and as if he is waiting for her, the next second he will turn in his eyes and shyly and annoyed him, "Don't be frivolous." ”
Unfortunately, he was destined to be extravagant.
The moment her fingertips touched her, her originally standing body collapsed, the longbow in her hand instantly turned into ashes, and the rest of her body collapsed, but she still didn't bend her body!
Xiaoxiang Fairy, who has always been soft and beautiful, in the last moments of her life, what she left behind in the memory of the fairy world was her strength!
"Ahh
Maybe the Qinglian Sword Immortal is lucky, the Xiaoxiang fairy who was born as a Soarer can still leave his body, if he is born from a fairy, what he will leave behind after his soul is scattered is a Yuan Shen who doesn't even have a human form.
Maybe Qinglian Sword Immortal is unlucky, and if she returns to her original form, she doesn't need to see her bruises all over her body, and she can't infer how many injuries she suffered and what kind of danger she experienced based on her injuries.
This situation is pathetic and pitiful, even if it is hard-hearted, it can't bear to take a second look, until the floating flower fairy comes from an exclamation.
"Qinglian!" Everyone looked back, and the Qinglian Sword Immortal still buried his face in the neck socket of the Xiaoxiang Fairy, but the green silk had turned into snow.
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"Tianshu ......" sat on the ground slightly, his expression was dazed, his eyes were desolate, but he couldn't dye a trace of tears.
"Tianshu ......" Cai Wei knelt on his lap, holding his head in his hands, and muttered in a low voice, as if he didn't believe such bad news.
Tianshu is a starlight person, after the ashes are gone, there is only a little star remaining, and the afterglow is faint, as if she is still the girl with a delicate face and cold eyes.
"Tianshu ......" Ziwei Immortal Emperor looked at the star remains, looked at the two brothers who didn't believe the facts, and didn't want to believe that this was true! Back then, Shi Wei fell in love with Tianshu together, he didn't want his brother to send Tianshu to stay in Wudingguan, who wanted to go, there was no chance to come back......
There are many more such things in Wudingguan, many ......