Chapter 709: Who Cast the Cloud Cong Life and Death Realm (5)
Xiao Yu's heart sank darkly, in this case, the split of the inner breath meant a deadly danger, and the endless waves of water would gradually erode his body.
"Boom!"
Before he could get his thoughts, the undercurrent was rushing, Xiao Yu couldn't change, and was hit by the undercurrent again, and his internal breath almost diverged. Under the continuous consumption, his transformation of Vientiane has been quite reluctant, and it is difficult to adapt to the trend of the waves, like a flat boat, sinking in the endless waves.
Xiao Yu's heart was full of thoughts, at this time, there was no room for maneuver, the only thing he could rely on was the power of his own bloodline. Fortunately, so far, the power of the bloodline has not been greatly affected, but it is unknown how long it can last for a long time.
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yu decided to make a choice, took a deep breath, and eliminated all the distracting thoughts, Xiao Yu closed his eyes tightly, and sealed all the breath and energy in his body.
Doing so is tantamount to giving up, which is equivalent to giving up the external struggle, relying entirely on the support of the emperor's bloodline, and will lose the room for independent maneuvering, and it is not easy to make such a decisive choice in the face of death.
Because in terms of the remaining strength in Xiao Yu's body, it may not be able to support it for a while, and it is too early to give up now, his choice is not only bold, but even almost stupid.
But he still made a choice, even if the choice made in this instant, even he himself could not determine whether it was right or wrong, but it was a decision he made with instinct and intuition, and what life and death would be, perhaps it could only depend on the destiny of heaven.
"Bang!"
Countless undercurrents kept hitting the body, cutting thousands of fine wounds on the body, and the red blood soaked into the waves, and then turned into nothingness.
This process seemed to be endless, Xiao Yu tried his best to persevere, but the breath left in his body became less and less after all, and suddenly a huge undercurrent hit his chest, Xiao Yu's internal breath finally forked, and most of the breath remaining in his body was instantly exhausted.
The cold water waves turned into a whirlpool and quickly poured into his body, Xiao Yu Huoran opened his eyes, the sky and the earth in front of him swirled, and a large mouthful of bubbles bubbled out quickly.
The situation he was in at the moment was the most dangerous in his life, he was swept up in a torrent of billions, and he couldn't see any hope at all, did he want to die here-
Xiao Yu's eyes, which had always been calm and constant, finally revealed a ray of sadness.
"Ling Yue ......"
In the dissipation of his divine sense, Xiao Yu gently called out Feng Lingyue's name, he didn't expect the world to be so impermanent, he would actually fall here, a place where Feng Lingyue would never find his bones.
But that's fine, at least she still has a thought, and she won't sink into boundless sorrow.
Xiao Yu slowly closed his eyes, Jiuyang in the sea of knowledge seemed to have fallen into a boundless sleep, even if he faced such a desperate situation, he still did not wake up, is this fate?
Sensing that the inner breath was also disappearing at a rapid speed, Xiao Yu felt the fatigue he had never felt before, and his will as strong as steel gradually collapsed, leaving only a wisp of longing and fantasy in the boundless despair.
"Goo-"
Finally, Xiao Yu exhaled his last breath, his consciousness was scattered, and he could no longer perceive anything.
All the worlds turned into boundless darkness, and in the darkness of the sky, a portal slowly opened above the nine heavens, and a white light burst out from the dome.
The things in front of him were blurry, but everything behind the portal became clear, and Xiao Yu couldn't help but walk up the white light, as if at the end of the light, it was the final destination of his life.
The white light became brighter and brighter, and in the flowing light, two peerless figures appeared, which were the two most beloved women in his life - Di Xuan, Feng Lingyue.
"So you're waiting for me here......"
Xiao Yu smiled slightly, and the original feeling of suffocation gradually disappeared, replaced by an indescribable joy and peace, as if everyone was looking for a lifetime just to get to this place.
"Yu'erβ"
"Xiao Langβ"
Di Xuan and Feng Lingyue's smiles were gentle and kind, they stood at the end of the sky like that, greeting the person who was also the most beloved in their lives, Xiao Yu greeted the blazing white light, and slowly walked forward.
"Whew-"
In the endless warmth and silence, there was a faint whistling sound, which sounded from nowhere, only a faint sound sounded in my ears.
Xiao Yu seemed to realize something, and involuntarily stopped.
"Yu'er, why don't you come, my mother has been waiting for you. β
"Xiao Lang, I am also here, from now on we can live together carefree and never be separated again. β
This kind of gentleness is the warmth that Xiao Yu has sought all his life, but at this moment, he suddenly became afraid.
Xiao Yu hesitated, he didn't know why, but an invisible voice was telling him that he shouldn't continue to move forward.
"Whew-"
The whistling sound sounded again, and it gradually became clear in Xiao Yu's ears, and Xiao Yu suddenly realized that it was the sound of the wind, the whistling wind.
In an instant, Xiao Yu remembered a lot of things, remembering the world-famous face of the girl in the white dress on Lingyun Mountain, the embrace of life and death in the storm of death, and the reluctant farewell outside Kongsang City, that was the woman who really haunted his soul.
At this moment, between the originally empty heaven and earth, endless waves suddenly appeared, instantly submerging him.
The feeling of suffocation was extremely clear, and it instantly diffused to every corner of the body, Xiao Yu hurriedly ran the source qi, but found that his body was empty, and there was nothing.
Frightened, Xiao Yu used his hands and feet together, swam up with all his strength, and suddenly rushed out of the water, and a mouthful of water arrow shot out of his abdomen.
"Whew!"
Xiao Yu opened his eyes suddenly, the portal had disappeared, and the surroundings were swallowed up by darkness, and there was no light in sight, only the howling wind became louder and louder.
After only hesitating for a few breaths, Xiao Yu had fully woken up, this was the real world, he was swept into the whirlpool by the waves, and was hit by the undercurrent in full force, and then lost consciousness.
What he saw just now should have been a phantom when he was on the verge of death, but fortunately, at the critical moment, he finally survived the long whirlpool and was awakened by the sound of the wind around him.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu suddenly had endless fear, he never thought that death was only so close to him, if it wasn't for the fact that he stored all his breath and strength in his body early in the morning, and just lasted until the end of the whirlpool, he was already a dead man now.
"Whew!"
The wind around him became more and more violent, Xiao Yu became more and more sober, the heavens were pitiful, let him be blessed by heaven, since there was no end to the sky, how could he live up to the love of God.