Incarnating the Holy Demon Mountain is the strongest power of Aofeng, and it is also his last resort to put him to death.

After transforming into a mountain, Aofeng's divine mind will be imprisoned in the mountain, and at the same time, the divine soul will also enter an extremely weak state, and it will not be able to recover into a dragon in a short period of time.

Moreover, when turning into a mountain, Aofeng does not have any attack powers, and if the mountain is destroyed, it will directly injure Aofeng himself.

If the mountain does not exist, the proud wind will be destroyed.

If it weren't for the fact that the White Tiger Star Constellation Rebellion Yin and Yang Array was too domineering, Aofeng would not have made this decision.

Now that the Holy Demon Mountain is sacrificed and this space is suppressed, the White Tiger Divine Beast can't do it anymore if he wants to reverse the chaos of yin and yang.

The White Tiger Star Constellation Spirit climbed the Holy Demon Mountain like a tide, and the Holy Demon Mountain could not be shaken for the time being, and the target was Yan Tuo and Xihe, who had successively turned into human form on the top of the mountain.

Yuanfeng Patriarch was in the killing of Shicai, her body was shattered by heavy injuries, and almost all the colorful flame feathers on her body fell off, as a woman, she naturally would not let herself appear in front of her lover in such an ugly state, and simply turned into a human form.

The humanoid Xihe, covered in blood, was wearing a scarlet fire robe, soaked in blood and tightly attached to the snow-white skin.

Behind his chest, several terrifying blood holes were still oozing blood.

The blood of the phoenix carried the spirit of fire, dripping on the Holy Demon Mountain, burning one flame after another, never extinguished.

Yan Tuo also turned into human form, and his injuries were much more serious than Xi He's, and he couldn't even maintain a standing posture, so he could only kneel on one knee, holding a blood-colored sword.

Xi He was next to her, supporting her lover's body to prevent him from falling.

The blood of the First Qilin also carried the power of flames, falling to the ground and merging with the blood of the phoenix, making the flames burn more and more treacherously and gorgeously.

What they pass away is life, and what is immortal is faith.

However, looking at the countless Star Demons around the Holy Demon Mountain, it seemed that they would never be able to kill the Star Evil Spirits, and they knew very well in their hearts that they would be unable to escape today.

Proud Wind has turned into a holy demon mountain, and it is time for them to make their final choice.

"Xihe, let's go." Yan Tuo raised his head, looked at Xihe and said seriously.

"Why me?" Xihe asked.

"I'll contain the Star Demon, and with your speed, you will definitely be able to escape from the White Tiger Realm."

"No, you're wrong, I can't leave. The White Tiger Divine Beast hasn't appeared yet, do you think it will let me go? ”

As soon as Xihe's words landed, he heard a burst of crazy laughter. "That's right, Patriarch Yuanfeng, none of the three of you can leave. Xuanwu, Qinglong, and Vermilion Bird are all wastes, as long as I can keep you in the White Tiger Realm and seize your world-opening skills, I, the White Tiger, will become the supreme god of Zhentian

, control the four poles of the sky, and the divine power will never be exhausted. ”

The declaration of the White Tiger Divine Beast made Yan Tuo and Xi He's faces look like ashes.

If the White Tiger really seized their groundbreaking achievements, not only would the world be unable to escape the disaster of heaven, but in the future battle of the Heavenly Dao, the White Tiger would also become the right-hand man of the Heavenly Dao, and I would like to ask who in the Three Realms of the Human World can compete with it.

Just when Yan Tuo was worried, Xihe suddenly knelt down beside him, hooked his neck with one hand, and kissed the side of his face.

Kissed his straight eyebrows, eyes, and finally his lips.

Xihe's breathing carried a strong smell of blood, and both of them were seriously injured, not only on the outside of their bodies, but also on the meridians and internal organs in their bodies.

Infected with Xihe's enthusiasm, Yan Tuo responded frantically and kissed in blood.

Although Xihe is hot on the outside, she is as pure as a girl on the inside, and she has always been restrained and forbearant emotionally, or a kind of girl's shyness.

However, today, after knowing that death is inevitable and she has the will to die in her heart, the emotions in her heart can no longer be suppressed. Yan Tuo is a charming man, with the blood of the first Qilin, he has a cold face like a stone carving, his face is cold, and his heart is extraordinarily soft and kind. In the Battle of Dijiang, Yan Tuo was willing to sacrifice for Xihe, and awakened Xihe with Qilin blood

The pure rays of the seventh light.

Yan Tuo and Xihe's relationship is neither love at first sight, nor is it like Ali and Aofeng's childhood sweethearts getting along day and night, their relationship is like some kind of agreement.

Perhaps this kind of agreement already existed as early as the time of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation.

In the beginning, both of them were just curious and observant of each other, and they didn't have much chance to be alone, and they didn't have much verbal communication.

However, knowing each other's existence is already a heart-pounding thing in itself.

Being able to look at it from afar and hear a few words can comfort the soul.

As Chaos Divine Beasts, their realm has long surpassed the mundane, they don't need to spend money before and after, they don't need sweet words, they don't even get along day and night, just knowing the existence of the other party is enough.

Therefore, Yan Tuo and Xi He were equally silent.

It wasn't until the Battle of Dijiang that Yan Tuo didn't have time to confess his love until he died in order to give Xi He the seventh ray of light, which made Xi He realize how outrageous she had done.

No one doesn't need the company of a lover, and no one can enjoy solitude in peace.

After Yan Tuo's death, Xihe was buried with grief and loneliness.

It was also this time that Xihe awakened the fate of her previous life and this life, knowing that she had missed a blood-stained love.

Just like during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, the ancestor of Yuanfeng missed the first Qilin who worked hard for her.

The love of Ali and Aofeng is a beautiful virginity. And the love between Yan Tuo and Xihe is a defect flowing in blood.

After Yan Tuo was reborn, Xihe made up his mind to confess his heart and make up for this shortcoming.

However, she is shy by nature, and she can't say ambiguous words when the two are alone, and Yan Tuo is a completely incomprehensible guy, and he doesn't understand a woman's desire to refuse and give up.

Fortunately, they are all easily satisfied people, and a staggered gentle look has become the theme of their love.

It wasn't until this moment, when the two were facing death, that Xihe remembered that they had missed too much between them, and they couldn't make up for it for the rest of their lives.

Indulge in deep kisses, blood blended.

It seems that he wants to make up for all the regrets he lacked in his past and present lives, but this is no longer possible, and the stars have already rushed to the top of the mountain.

In any case, the White Tiger cannot be allowed to obtain their groundbreaking achievements, in this case, they only have one way.

Abandon the body, abandon the soul, and even the will, destroy itself.

Since then, there has been no beginning unicorn in the sky and on the earth, and there is no more yuan phoenix. All legends about them can only become a legend......

Facing the star demons who were screaming frantically and rushing over, Yan Tuo and Xihe stood up at the same time.

The first qilin sword path is powerful, and the sword stained with the blood of the unicorn burns with flames.

Xihe has no weapons, and the blood-soaked Liuyun Water Sleeve is her strongest divine weapon, and it can burn the soul when she dances.

"You can't die before me."

"Live for me."

The two spoke almost at the same time, saying the same thing.

"Heaven is on the left, and the devil is on the right. Kill! ”

"Demon Dao disciple, thousands of reds! Kill! ”

……

There are many ways to kill, and fighting is the most courageous way for mortals to fight.

And for those beings with powerful soul energy, abandoning the physical body is nothing at all, and even self-destructing the entrance and self-destructing the primordial god is nothing.

If you choose self-destruction and don't even want to stay, who can resist such a person?

Yan Tuo and Xi He gave up any superfluous defensive moves, allowing the fangs and claws of the Star Devil to tear through their flesh, and let the blood flow freely on the Holy Demon Mountain until the blood ran out and the bones turned to ashes.

I don't know how many evil spirits have been killed, and after losing their bodies, Yan Tuo and Xihe's souls are still fighting side by side without regrets.

The burning soul is the source of their combat power.

The soul ignited and extinguished little by little, and the soul phantoms of Yan Tuo and Xihe became more and more indifferent.

Once the illusion is completely gone, it is time for them to die.

Finally, at the last moment when the phantom completely disappeared, the two rushed towards each other.

The body is dead, and the soul will be destroyed.

Only the two intact entrances remained, which were their last source of combat power.

The entrance of the Yuan Feng Patriarch is a sea of flames, and the entrance of the First Qilin is a sea of blood. The two embraced each other with the last of their divine thoughts, and the two entrances began to merge at this moment.

The sea of fire and the sea of blood merge, and the final mirror image of Yan Tuo and Xihe merge.

The Star Demon Spirit seemed to sense the coming crisis, and even the White Tiger Divine Beast sensed the danger.

The Holy Demon Mountain began to tremble, and the already sleeping Aofeng roared and let out a dragon groan.

"No!"

However, at this time, who can reverse the ending and give Yan Tuo and Xi a chance to live?

Even if fate and the Heavenly Dao strike at the same time, I am afraid that it will no longer be able to change all this.

The sea of blood broke and the sea of fire fell.

The Holy Demon Mountain was full of blood and was burning.

It was only then that the Endless Star Demons remembered to flee in a hurry, but destruction had already come. The pure flames of light are destined to burn all Yin Spirits, and the Sea of Blood of the Blood Qilin is destined to bury everything.

Yan Tuo and Xi He used the power of the two entrances to burn out the most powerful army of the White Tiger Divine Beast relying on the Star Demons.

……

Return to the ruins, not Zhou Mountain.

In Valhalla, countless Valhalla monuments resonated in unison, and the entire Valhalla trembled.

Without the Conjuring Banner, I could no longer sense the number of Qi in the Demon Dao.

However, I clearly sensed that Buzhou Mountain was tilting to the southeast.

Buzhou Mountain is shaped like a long sword, and the sword points to the way of heaven. As the mountain tilted a little bit, the long sword lost its edge, and the demon path also lost its powerful qi as a result.

Even when I was killed and robbed at the Suzaku entrance, there was no such sign in Buzhou Mountain.

"Jiang Xiang, what's going on?" Flowing Wind Frost asked.

Before Jiang Xueyang could speak, tears had already fallen vertically and horizontally, and all his gray hair turned into snow.

I've never seen Xue Yang cry in front of people, especially when the Demon Dao warriors gathered.

At?? When he returned to the primeval underworld, the Demon Dao had already lost the power to kill the wolf, and only the external strength of the Yuan Feng Ancestor Dragon Shi Qilin was left to support him.

And now, Jiang Xueyang said it in front of everyone that the Demon Dao has no external merit.

Hearing this, Ali spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the next moment he flew towards the western airspace. Ali's body was extremely fast, and when she was about to leave the ruins, she suddenly stretched out a big black hand from the air and grabbed her like lightning.

At the same time, the boundless night locked the entire ruins.

I had long known that Tiandao had been staring at the changes in the ruins, but I didn't want to make a sudden move at this time.

"When night falls, they are all people of Heaven. Those who surrender live, and die without respect. A loud and distant voice rang out.

"Who are you?" I asked. "Lord of the Night, Son of Heaven."