Feng Huanling originally thought that Xiaobai wanted to cast a spell, at least she had to recite a few spells like her, or do some abnormal actions, but she didn't expect it to just walk to the door with a bang, and then the person stood up and put a pair of front paws on the door, and she couldn't even see how much effort it took, and the two doors that she didn't open with all her might were pushed open so lightly.

“……”

She really wants to awaken her Yuan Shen immediately!

At that time, will she be able to call the wind and rain on her own territory, and no matter how difficult it is for others to do on the Guiyuan Continent, it is just for her to hook her little finger?

When she raised her hand and was about to touch Xiaobai's head as a reward, Feng Huanling was so shocked by the situation outside the door that she froze all her movements, her scalp was numb, and a cold air made her whole person cold from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.

After recovering a little, Feng Huanling's first thought was how long had he been asleep inside? Could it be that the legendary mountain has only been in the world for a thousand years? Why did the outer hall, which was fine before she entered, become so miserable now?

What's even more strange is that the outer hall is already a ruin-like ruin, but the dome above has not collapsed, making the whole scene even more weird.

Then, Feng Huanling found a little blood stain between the sand and gravel on the ground, and her heart tightened suddenly, and she walked out along the blood trail without thinking about it.

Although the white tiger didn't know what was going on, it would look at its master's face, so it followed her silently.

Feng Huanling had indeed been asleep in the God of War Temple for a long time, otherwise the White Tiger Divine Beast that had been born with her spiritual power and the Seven Nights of the West would not have grown into a tiger cub in her normal sleep. However, although she has been asleep for a long time, it has not been as long as thousands of years, and it is only about two or three months.

During this period, the Western Seven Residences did not provide her with less spiritual energy, otherwise she had not yet cultivated to the stage of "Bigu", she was afraid that she would starve to death in it.

However, at that time, Feng Huanling didn't know that she had slept for nearly three months, and after seeing the blood stains on the ground, she knew that Long Yucang must have gone through a vicious fight with Xuan Ming. She didn't know what the final victory or defeat would be, and she didn't care if it would turn into a self-throwing trap and be caught by Xuan Ming, she was only anxious to find Long Yucang, and secretly prayed that he was safe and sound.

When I turned back along the way, I found that except for the Temple of the God of War, the entire interior of the White Tiger Temple had been destroyed to pieces, but for some reason it did not cause the whole to collapse, otherwise this place would definitely become a real ruin.

It wasn't until she walked to the outermost entrance hall that Feng Huanling finally saw the figure she was looking for, but she could barely recognize the two people who were all covered in blood and were still facing each other with their own blades, which one was Long Yucang.

When Feng Huanling was still stunned in place, the white tiger suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared angrily, and then rushed towards one of them like a white wind.

With such a hideous face and a cold fang, he is like a tiger with Xiaobai, who was still selling cuteness to his master not long ago.

"Don't ...... the white"

Feng Huanling was afraid that Xiao Bai would accidentally injure Long Yucang, but she soon found that it was Xuan Ming who was holding a Xuanjian hammer that was knocked down by it, so she hurriedly ran to the other side.

The embarrassed and weak Long Yucang was something she had never seen before, and her heart hurt like a knife!

Long Yucang had been fighting with Xuan Ming for three months, and if it weren't for the support of the Divine Punishment Array, this White Tiger Temple would have been turned into a piece of scum by them.

But no matter how powerful the Yuan Shen is, the current two of them are still trapped in the mortal womb of the flesh after all, so in the case that no one can kill anyone, their bodies are already a little unable to withstand such extreme exhaustion.

Therefore, when he saw Feng Huanling appear with the white tiger, he initially thought that he was lovesick, so he hallucinated.

"Ling'er? How did you get out? ”

Regardless of the fact that his hands were still covered with blood, Long Yucang carefully picked up Feng Huanling's obviously emaciated face, only to find that she had burst into tears.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

I wanted to wipe away her tears but in vain I used blood to pollute her little face, Long Yucang was a little unusually in a hurry, regardless of his weakness, he hurriedly used a cleansing spell to make himself clean and fresh again, and then he picked up the snow-white sleeves and gently wiped the mottled face for her.

"It's all my fault, I obviously saw that Feng Qingyuan deliberately lied to me, but I still walked into her trap. Although there was no other way but to take risks at that time, I shouldn't have used the Howling Sky Sword to lure you in. Feng Huanling choked up incoherently, "Are you seriously injured?" The ghost fire should still be outside, so I'm going to find it and ...... it for you."

Long Yucang grabbed her, evoked a light smile that wiped the moon and the breeze, and said, "I'm fine, you just wait for me here, and when I solve the Xuanming, I'll take you out with me." ”

The other side.

No matter how angry and fierce Ren Baihu is, no matter how tired Ren Xuanming is, it is too difficult for the young Xiaobai to kill him and avenge his ancestors after all, every time it pounces, it will be thrown away by him, and finally hurt himself in vain.

But Xuan Ming, who was already weak in qi, was tossed like this, and he didn't expect to take Long Yucang's life anymore, he just sneered: "I didn't expect that the Yuan Shen hadn't woken up yet, and he would be able to use the power of the Seven Nights of the West to give birth to another White Tiger Divine Beast, Feng Huanling, I really underestimated you!" ”

Feng Huanling, who was still nestled in Long Yucang's arms, slowly understood the meaning of his words, and many things that he couldn't figure out before were instantly cleared, "Each other, I didn't expect you to be so vicious and shameless." But this time, I finally let me see you clearly, and in the future, I will definitely lead the righteous army of the alliance to expel all of you demons and monsters from the Guiyuan Continent! ”

These cruel words made Xuan Ming laugh when he heard it, and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm waiting for that day."

Xiaobai said disdainfully: "What are you waiting for? Mother, it's rare that this evil demon is at the end of his crossbow, we should destroy him now and never suffer in the future! ”

Feng Huanling heard this truth, although Long Yucang's state was not better than Xuan Ming, but at least they now had an advantage in numbers, and it was not impossible to join forces to kill this culprit.

I didn't want Xuan Ming to laugh even more wildly, "Okay, then you can come and kill me, it's really unwanted!" I can finally get rid of this troublesome and troublesome mortal skin! ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Huanling thought that Xuan Ming had gone crazy, but the next words made her suddenly chill.

"Didn't your good husband tell you? After experiencing the reincarnation of the ninth life, once I die physically, the primordial gods can return to their right positions and completely transform back into the true gods. However, it is understandable that he did not tell you this, because after I die with him, we will only continue to be gods or fallen gods, but if you lose the physical body of this last reincarnation, you are afraid of ......."

Before Xuan Ming's words could be finished, the scarred Snow Dragon Whip in Long Yucang's hand had already come out of his hand, and the flexible whip body turned into a straight lightning, and the strong wind pierced his throat with a strong wind.

And having said so much, Xuan Ming is actually waiting for this moment.

He did not shy away from meeting the blade of the Snow Dragon Whip, and at the same time tried all his strength to smash the Xuantie Hammer in his hand hard, but the target was not Long Yucang, but Feng Huanling.

The invincible Snow Dragon Whip went straight through Xuan Ming's throat lifeline, in fact, it was more precise, it cut off the lifeblood of Long Jingming's body, and almost cut off his head.

The strange thing is that when he finally died, there was a smug smile on his blood-stained and hideous face.

It was just that the long blade of the whip had already severed his throat, so he couldn't make any more noise, until the corpse fell to the ground, leaving only a strange sinister laugh on his distorted face.

At that time, Feng Huanling didn't expect Xuan Ming's final desperate blow to herself at all, but she had no time to fear death between the lightning and flint, and the first thing she thought of was that if she received this hammer, would she be able to "survive in a desperate situation", and what kind of catastrophe would she encounter and then wake up the primordial spirit in her body?

If that's the case, she doesn't mind being smashed, and she won't really die left and right, and she still has a chance to find her most powerful self, so why not?

But at the moment of life and death when the hammer was about to smash up, a white figure suddenly stood in front of her, and she only felt that she was being carried into his arms entirely, and in the next moment, a piece of scorching hot water erupted from the top of her head.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, her bloody nose let her know that it must be the blood he spurted out because he was protecting her, and his vest was smashed by a black iron hammer!

Feng Huanling's entire world was so quiet that he couldn't hear any more sound, and he only felt that everything in front of him had slowed down, as if all the pictures would freeze at any moment.

She watched Long Yucang's snow-white robe be stained scarlet and dazzling with blood again, watched him loosen her arms and slowly poured her, watched his handsome face that had lost all his blood bloom into an unprecedentedly beautiful smile, watched his thin lips move lightly and said something to her, watched him fall into a cloud of sand, and watched his chest bleed from the spikes of the hammer......

Why did it suddenly turn out like this?

How could they end up like this?

Why did he protect her to death?!

Seeing that Long Yucang was still gently moving his thin lips that were constantly spilling blood, Feng Huanling hurriedly knelt beside him, but his mind was still blank, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears.

"Don't scare me, Xuan Ming is already dead, you will be fine! I'll take you out, and when you go out, you can find a ghost fire to save you. You can't die, you can't leave me alone, you know? I won't let you die! How can you die, you are a god, you are the god of the moon, aren't you never going to die? How can you ......"