Zhiruo held the spear and stabbed into the immortal's dantian fiercely, and when she pulled it out, the immortal's blood splashed her face, she raised her hand high, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Swear to defend the dark clan to the death!" ”

"Defend the Dark Clan to the death!"

In an instant, a circle of seven colors rose from the immortal's feet and mixed together.

Xiao Bingyu's face finally changed a little, and the picture she saw was the war seven hundred years ago!

The rising aura was like a pair of powerful hands, as if it wanted to tear the entire sky, and the crazy blood and twisted killing intent were accompanied by the screams of the ghosts......

A burst of powerful aura shattered the spirit shield in the middle, and the wind and waves like wolf howls fluttered and fell with the blood rain.

Ye Xifeng's side, the black mist rolled, seeing that those immortals were about to rush over, in an instant, as if falling into hell, layers of darkness and blood, crazy screams, miserable. Rao is that no matter how much they have been tribulated, they can't help but retreat at this moment, only to hear a terrible wail sound, thousands of immortals exploded and died in an instant, their existence was shattered, and there were no bones left.

Spikes.

Xiao Bingyu looked at Ye Xifeng like a chicken, she knew that Ye Xifeng was very powerful, but this was a little too good, right?!

Thousands of immortals were directly killed by him in seconds?

She opened her mouth wide in fright, and the cheers of the dark attribute immortals sounded in her ears: "Night King! The Night King! The Night King! ”

However, in the next moment, the aura of the six rays that was no less than Ye Xifeng rose from a distance, and immediately after, the six rays of light fell in front of their own people in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Bingyu looked at them nervously, these six breaths were naturally the six attribute lords of wind, water, fire, wood, earth, and gold.

"Dark Lord, I heard that it is the brave and warlike Night King of the Dark Clan, and today is your death."

Ye Xifeng looked down expressionlessly, the cool attribute did not have the slightest chaotic aura, except for the wood attribute, there was no one else.

Ye Xifeng gently hooked the corners of his lips: "Sang Ling's order? … Let me see how much you are powered. ”

"Three thousand fights, three souls and seven spirits, the soul returns, and the undead become an army...... This is the ghost's spiritualism! Ye Xifeng actually learned. ”

I don't know when Yan sighed, Xiao Bing's words were unclear, so "Can't you learn the exercises of the ghost way?" ”

"Of course not, it's not that people in the ghost path are extremely difficult to master such high-level exercises, above the ghost path, you can form tens of millions of troops, comparable to the existence of the dark clan."

Yan's words fell, and the scene changed again, Xiao Bingyu looked at it and felt an urge to complain, she really wanted to know why Ye Xifeng was sealed.

This time it was still in the same place, but the difference was that there was no life here, corpses could be seen everywhere, like a battlefield of horse leather shrouds, Xiao Bingyu stood under the city wall, feeling that the huge aura was still lingering in the air, as if it could destroy this place again.

"It's late...... It's too late for anything......! A clear voice shouted helplessly, for some reason, there was a bit of helpless panic.

Xiao Bingyu's heart was inexplicably filled with a cold chill, and there was a burst of fear for no reason: "What's too late!" What the hell is late? ”

"It's over...... It's all over, we've all lost......" The woman's desolate voice was a little crying.

Xiao Bingyu pressed her forehead, a wave of fear sparked in her heart, and she shouted in a panic: "What? What the hell are you talking about? What lost? How did you lose? You speak! Answer me! ”

Yan was puzzled by her: "What's wrong with you, girl?" ”

Tears dripped down and rippled on the ground.

The pain, the pain that pervades her heart is like a broken string, and the helpless panic and fear wrap around her tightly.

She looked like she had lost something, confused and afraid, desperately looking for it, but she couldn't find it.

"What did I lose... What did I lose..."She bit her lip, and tears the size of beans rolled down one by one, cold, as if in an ice kiln, and the chill burned her internal organs like fire.

He smiled and gestured......

Purple Fire ......

Sword......

Dantian meridians......

Blood, all over the ground, was flowing down the black walls, shocking......

She burst into tears, her mind blank.

He died, died early, she killed him! It was she who caused his soul to dissipate with her own hands!

"Ahhh!!hhh Xiao Bingyu clutched his chest, and finally couldn't help but scream.

Yan was taken aback by her, and couldn't understand how a good person could be so desperate and miserable.

She hugged herself, curled up, and didn't dare to move in pain, and in an instant, as if her heart had been crushed, as if all the organs in her body had been ripped out alive, and the blood was dripping with blood, shocking blood. She clenched her palms so hard that her nails dug into her flesh, blood gushing from between her fingers.

"He's dead...... He's dead!! ”

Xiao Bing cried out in pain, a fishy sweet taste gushed out of her throat, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and her heart felt a heart-devouring pain.

"Arab!"

Mo Li hurriedly ran to her, unable to see where she was, Yan mustered up his strength and shouted, "Here! That idiot, here! ”

Mo Li walked quickly to Xiao Bingyu, wrapped his arms around her, and patted her back gently, as if comforting her and comforting himself: "It's okay, Ayu, it's okay, don't cry, don't cry, you cry, I'm uncomfortable......"

Xiao Bingyu looked up at Mo Li in a trance, buried his head in front of his chest, hugged him tightly and cried: "Ah Li, am I going to die, it hurts, I feel so uncomfortable......"

Mo Li stiffened his hands and feet, and his pale face was a little desperate and helpless: "Ayu... Don't, I'm here, don't cry, I'm uncomfortable, I'm in pain..."

Every word, every word, is painful.

Mo Li suddenly tore her away, raised his hand to grope her face, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the tears on her face and the blood from the corners of her lips.

Xiao Bingyu bit her lip and couldn't help herself from crying.

Mo Li's heart throbbed for a while, like a dagger slashing at the tip of his heart.