Leng Yu used his spiritual power to sway off her black smoke, but found that he couldn't move her for half a minute.

"Jinxi..."He wanted to rush over worriedly, but was choked by Nangong Li.

Lu Jinxi struggled, wanting to explain to her, but was so difficult that he couldn't speak, "Nangong Li... It's me... Land.. Lu Jinxi..."

"Li'er, let go!" The Father of the Celestial Gods descended slowly, and with a single blow of divine power, it cut through her black smoke.

"God the Father." Nangong Li looked at him in a daze, the memories in her mind were complicated, and she didn't remember anything.

Just remember, her Father.

Derivation came to her, caressing her white hair, and her cold red blood pupils exuded a sinister aura.

He raised her hand and saw that the crystal purple soul jade was now entangled in black smoke and turned into black jade.

The blood lotus in the center of her eyebrows, half black and half red, was obviously eroded by the demonic qi, while the soul jade absorbed more than half of the demonic qi.

Now she is a half-demon and half-god, and it is extremely easy to go crazy.

"Father, it hurts so much here..."

Like a child who lacks a sense of security, she threw herself directly into the arms of God the Father, and the ease of the city was full of sorrow.

Seeing her intimacy with him, Liyan frowned and pulled her away unhappily.

Standing in front of the god with a defensive face, he said domineeringly: "Tell me well, what is it to hug and hug!" ”

"Well, she's so tired!" Derivation comforted Liyan, but still took her into his arms, and returned to the Temple of Chaos with her.

"Nan..." Lu Jinxi didn't agree, and wanted to step forward to grab her, but was stopped by Leng Yu.

"She sealed all her memories and let her be quiet for a few days!"

Lu Jinxi watched her leave with Liyan like this, and her heart was even more sour.

The ruins of Nangong Mansion have attracted the attention of the common people.

Hongyi was still a little worried, "Why is this happening?" ”

Leng Yu didn't have time to answer, but the spiritual bell of the temple rang, shocking the four seas and eight wildernesses, the six realms and nine states.

Leng Yu's face was extremely pale, and he hugged Lu Jinxi a little weakly, choking.

"What are you doing..."Lu Jinxi wanted to push him away, but he couldn't break free.

Leng Yu was very tired, hugged her and said in a low voice: "Hug me for a while..."

Lu Jinxi was silent, but he still didn't push him away, but after Hongyi heard the bell, his eyes crossed with astonishment and sadness.

This is the spirit bell of the sacrifice to the sky, and the spirit bell will only ring when the bloodline of the temple god clan falls.

Once the spirit bell rings, all the people in the world will be sad...

The rulers of the Six Realms and Kyushu must come to the temple one after another to participate in the memorial...

The bell rang nine times, which was a sign that the nine sons of the Protoss had fallen...

"Senior brother..."Hongyi's lips trembled, and he couldn't believe it, it was true.

The sky is gradually clouded, thunder and lightning are pouring rain...

Nine days of crying... Compassion to the heavens...

Leng Yu pushed Lu Jinxi away and walked towards the ruins, looking around, but finally found a jade pendant holy relic that he had only left behind.

He held the jade pendant in his hand and looked at the red clothes, "Let's go!" ”

"You... Where to go? Lu Jinxi looked at her with some fear, Nangong Li didn't remember her.

What should she do?

What about Yeyunjue?

Whereabouts?

Leng Yu came to her, the drizzle fell one after another, wetting her facial features, and he kissed lightly, "Wait for me!" ”

Lu Jinxi wanted to catch him, but he couldn't catch him, and she and the red-clothed figures turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared.

What's going on?

Why is this happening?

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temple

The spirit bell rang, and the gods of the Six Realms and Kyushu, the little immortals, and the spirit lords gathered in the temple one after another.

It was a plain white robe, wearing a white wipe between their foreheads, and they bowed down in the temple one after another.

"The Divine Emperor and the Emperor, please mourn..."

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