The heart is a wonderful organ, it will produce different things according to the emotion, sadness, tiredness, heartache, heartbreak, when a person's heart hurts to the extreme, then that is, the person's emotions have reached a certain extreme, this feeling is indescribable in three words, if it comes to such a time, then all the language or words seem very pale

Thick smoke and cyclone fluctuations are flooded over the entire Bohai Sea, because of the scattered air flying wildly, there are constantly water columns on the surface of the Bohai Sea, stirring up water columns, falling and rising, forming a cycle, like a water curtain constantly sliding in front of you, this water curtain seems to contain a lot of things

Blood-colored tears slowly slid down the cheeks of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit, his heart ached inexplicably, his whole body trembled violently, he didn't know why this happened, he didn't know why such an emotion appeared, or more appropriately, this sudden emotion didn't belong to him at all, so where did this come from

"Ah......h

The sad roar lingered in this space for a long time, behind him, Yan Hongyan looked at him silently, turned his head to look at the smoke that was about to disappear, and could only sigh softly: "You calm down, as the goddess of the sea, she has her own duties, and I also believe that Pei Ling's actions are not impulsive, just like Ling Shan, we are all people bound by fate."

As soon as the words fell, the roar of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit stopped suddenly, and he turned his head suddenly, and the Yan Emperor's golden sword shook Yan Hongyan's neck, his eyes became scarlet, and a monstrous anger obviously did not find a vent, and a violent wind was set off on the sea, and the sea water was surging, and the sea breeze made people's faces hurt: "Why didn't you die, you said it beautifully, you go."

Emperor Yan's golden sword buzzed, it seemed to know that its master's anger had reached its extreme now, Yan Hongyandai's eyebrows frowned, the flaming red dress fluttered in the wind, the golden sword was on her neck, but there was no unusual expression on her face, and after a while, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile: "If you think it's like this, let's do it."

"You..."Emperor Yan Sword Spirit's eyes widened, his tone froze, the hand holding the golden sword trembled violently, although he was extremely angry, but he did not completely lose his mind, as Emperor Yan Sword Spirit, he would not kill people at will because of anger, not to mention that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, but the only Nuwa descendant, the Mother of Earth, not to mention that it could be erased

With a clear sound, Emperor Yan's golden sword fell on the ice under his feet, and Emperor Yan's sword spirit was like a dead water, looking at the front of the explosion like ashes, at this moment, he had an inexplicable expectation, although he knew that it was impossible, but he was very persistently expecting a miracle to happen, this feeling was very ethereal, but it was true

But sometimes it is a good thing for a person to have faith, as long as he believes, maybe a miracle will really appear, Yan Hongyan did not leave, she also looked at the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit in front of her, and did not speak, except for the sound of the waves, almost no other sound could be heard around, just like this, standing quietly, time passed little by little, I don't know how long it has been

The sun and the moon turned, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the two of them stood on the ice in the middle of the sea, their eyes looking into the distance, no one knew what they had been standing there for days, and no one knew why they had been standing like this, what they were thinking, only they knew, perhaps to them, time had stood still since that day

Miracles often happen to people who believe, just at a certain moment on a certain day, the space directly in front of them suddenly fluctuated a little, and the eyes of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit, which did not have a little brilliance, suddenly moved, and the fluctuation of space was only for a moment, if it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to detect it

Immediately after that, the fluctuations in the air became larger and larger, and the range of diffusion became larger and larger, and then there was a sound of spatial flow, and the fluctuations took the shape of a ring, spreading out in a circle, like water waves on the sea, but for no reason, why did there be such fluctuations in space, and soon this question was answered

Click...... The sound of the glass breaking came, and the cracks extended to the surroundings, and finally the way of a spider web broke open, and with a loud bang, a huge crack appeared in the space, and then the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit only felt that his body trembled, and Yan Hongyan also raised his eyebrows, this familiar feeling is that the fluctuation of this breath is......

Boom, an ice-blue column of water with sparkling points of light shot out quickly, this kind of sunflower water breath, this kind of cold breath, except for Pei Ling, after the water column rushed out, a white light followed, bang, white light shrouded the water column, and in an instant, an arm-thick water column formed a smooth icicle

The next moment, Yan Hongyan and the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit's eyes lit up at the same time, because behind the water pillar, a figure slowly rose, that familiar shadow, that ice blue flowing long hair, and that unique sword, except for Xie Peiling, who else saw her stepping on the icicle and quickly swept over to this side, but soon found that something was wrong

Xie Peiling's face was very pale, her body also became rocking, her breath was not stable at all, just when she was halfway on the icicle, her eyes suddenly closed weakly, and then fell straight down, Luo Yan Emperor Sword Spirit was shocked: "Pei Ling......" A crimson light and shadow flew out, and with a clear sound, the long whip wrapped around Pei Ling's slender waist and pulled it back

Seeing this, the body of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit that had not moved for an unknown amount of time suddenly flashed with golden light, and his hands reached out and held Pei Ling in his arms: "How are you?" the latter opened his eyes weakly and with difficulty: "Leng Li... Is it you..."The former was stunned for a moment and then nodded: "It's me who is fine" Pei Ling shook her head helplessly: "It... Not dead"

"What do you say, it's not dead," Emperor Yan's sword spirit's face sank suddenly, and from Pei Ling's expression, he immediately determined who she was talking about, just when he was stunned, Yan Hongyan's frightened voice suddenly came: "Be careful above", I saw a black vortex appear from above without warning, and then a pair of sharp black claws slammed in

Bang bang, there was no suspense, under the slightest defenselessness of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit, the sharp and hard claws hit his back hard, not once, but almost fatal, the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit's body shook, at this moment, he seemed to feel that his body was about to fall apart, and almost threw Pei Ling out, and his body flew upside down uncontrollably

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the back of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit, and a magic circle filled with golden light appeared, which controlled his body very strangely, and reluctantly stopped flying upside down, looking at the behemoth in front of him in disbelief: "You... It's not dead," Pei Ling exerted all her strength, and now there is almost a little breath left, and it is not dead

It is undeniable that Qi Qi is in a state of serious injury at the moment, all the barbed scales on his body have fallen off, and his breath is more sluggish than at the beginning, I don't know how much, but the fact is that even if he is seriously injured, he is not dead, and now the Goddess of the Yan Emperor Sword Spirit Sea has no combat power at all, and it is the rhythm of waiting for death

"Haha...... Ha ha...... This seat said that the mistake of tens of millions of years ago will not happen again, this time it must be this seat to win" Although Qi Qi was seriously injured, the momentum on his body was stronger than the current Pei Ling, they looked up to the sky and smiled, their eyes became scarlet again, and the giant claw slowly stretched out a strong oppressive force, and it was all over with one claw

"It seems that you really don't exist as an old lady," a cold voice came, a red shadow flashed, Yan Hongyan's long whip moved, showing a whirlpool, binding it, and all her mana surged on it: "If you want to kill them, ask the old lady's whip first" Qi Qi lowered his head with disdain in his eyes: "I can't help myself......" The giant claw just wanted to move, but a strange thing happened

Qi Qi tried his best to break free from Yan Hongyan's shackles, but he was shocked to find that his strength was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't even raise his hand if he wanted to, and the black mist on his body was constantly disappearing, what was going on, was it because of the injury, it was impossible, even if she was injured, it was very simple to solve it

But in fact, he just couldn't move, the black fog on his body continued to decrease, and soon his true nature was revealed, and then Qi Qi suddenly gasped in pain, as if there was a force that wanted to separate from his body, no matter how he suppressed it, he couldn't stop it: "What do you want to do...... Stop it...... Stop," yelled hysterically

"Master Peiling, you are all awake, you can't sleep, you can't relax, you wake up," a cold voice appeared in the air with a hint of anxiety, Yan Hongyan withdrew her long whip, revealing puzzled eyes, looking at Qi Qi, only to see that the position of his heart suddenly emitted a white light, and then this white light turned into a ray of light and surged out

Seeing the condensed phantom in the air, or a wisp of a very weak remnant soul, Yan Hongyan's eyes were raised: "Bai Ling, you are not dead" The latter shook his head with a wry smile: "I am just desperately leaving the last trace of spiritual power, I want to do the last thing for my master, this trace of spiritual power can make Qi Qi unable to act, and the time is only one minute fast."

Emperor Yan Sword Spirit also stood up, he hugged Pei Ling in his arms, looking at Bai Ling in front of him, and seemed to have some familiar feelings: "You ......" Before the words fell, the afterimage instantly turned into a crystal teardrop, shooting straight into Pei Ling's eyebrows, and the water vapor dispersed, and a faint white light shrouded Pei Ling's face: "There is only so much I can do, Pei Ling will wake up soon, and she can't sleep yet."

Xie Peiling, who was in a coma, saw a shadow appear in front of her in front of her, smiled at her, and then this voice kept ringing in her ears: "Can't sleep, you can't sleep, your mission has not been completed, I will use my last bit of strength to help you for the last time" Peiling subconsciously spread her hand, and a tear fell in her hand

End of chapter

If you think the network is good, share this site more, thank you readers for your support

,！

〖