Three Thousand Worlds,.

After receiving this palm, Chongli's body floated into the air like a paper kite with a broken thread.

Countless gravel slashed beside him, his clothes and face were all torn under the sharp edges and corners, and the man's face carved like white jade was bloodshot at the moment, although he was embarrassed, but calm.

As he floated into the sky, a multicolored stone detached from his palm and shot across the sky into the sky.

The five-colored stones fused into one at the moment when they flew to the gap overhead, and the gravel floating in mid-air fell one after another, smashing to the ground one after another, and the dust was raging for a while.

Tan Luo looked up, this is the five-colored stone sent by Emperor Dongyue, which is transformed by the Chaos Lotus Heart, which is a holy relic when the heaven and earth first opened, and can repair the sky.

When he asked Emperor Dongyue for this thing, it turned out that he had been prepared for a long time, but the pillar of heaven had been broken, the sky curtain was pouring down, and the Buddha Heaven would cease to exist sooner or later, this was the revenge he wanted!

But why did she faintly feel a trace of uneasiness in her heart.

Looking at the bright eyes of the man, this uneasiness quickly spread, tugging at his heart, like Ling Chi hurting into his heart. Until he threw the Shengtian axe in the air, turning into an arc, Chongli closed his eyes and flew higher and higher, .com

Under the canopy, the clothes are flying like clouds, but the body is becoming more and more transparent.

The Heavenly Pillar was originally transformed by the ancient true god with flesh and blood, and he wanted to use his body to reshape Wufu Mountain!

Tan Luo covered her chest, the dull pain in her heart reached its peak, and she struggled to look up at the thin and vicissitudes of life, and her vision gradually blurred.

So all along, you have been lying to me with the determination to die!

Tan Luo avoided the falling rubble, flew forward and said in a deep voice: "Your life is mine, no one is allowed to take it, including you, Chongli!" ”

"Holy Venerable......" he whispered softly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out to look at her with a smile, no matter how much nostalgia and reluctance he had, he could only bury the bottom of his heart.

Chongli turned around and stopped looking at her, this life was originally given by his younger brother Chongyuan, and now he is just letting him live instead of himself, but I'm sorry for her.

"Chongli, stop it!" There was a shout from behind him, and he quickly urged the spiritual power in his body to use his own flesh and blood to derive the Heavenly Pillar.

Suddenly, at this moment, a strange fragrance wafted from the end of his nose, and the bloody breath rushed to his face, he turned his head in surprise, and saw Tan Luo pull out a divine bone from under his ribs, break it with his bare hands and throw it into the sky.

The pillar of heaven rose from the ground, supporting the sinking firmament, and the red clothes on Tan Luo's chest were covered with blood, crumbling, and finally fell from the clouds.

Chongli looked at her in disbelief, why, it was clear that I lied to you, why did you save me?

The man hurriedly jumped down, the corners of his snow-blue clothes fluttering in the wind, and the moment his fingertips touched the other party, a boulder crashed down and hit his back impartially.

In the blink of an eye, he could only watch as he let go of his fingers and watched her pale eyes close and fall straight down.

Chongli only felt that her internal organs were crushed under the heavy blow of the boulder, but this kind of pain was so painful that she cut her skin and bones!

His throat was sweet, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, and when he saw Tan Luo fall straight to the ground, the red robe spread out beautifully, like a beautiful blooming Manzhu Sawah.

"Tan-" he shouted, the red in his throat suddenly and uncontrollably, dripping down his smooth chin.

Chong Li's body staggered, kneeling in front of Tan Luo, his trembling hand gently caressing the wound, blood red seeping out through the layers of clothes, warm but seemed to have a hot heat.

Chongli bowed her head in panic, why was her breath so weak!

As the divine bones turned into heavenly pillars and towered into the sky, more and more rubble fell down, and at the moment when a boulder fell on them, Chongli suddenly moved, and the stones in the air between his sleeves were wiped out.

He carefully protected the girl with closed eyes in his arms, ran his fingertips through the wound, and whispered over and over again: "For people like me, why do you need to save me......"

Although he is the Qingqiu Fox Emperor, he is not a true god bloodline, and he can't restore Tan Luo to his original state. He hated himself, hated himself for deceiving her and hurting her, but he could only watch her get weaker and weaker.

"Even if you exhaust your life's cultivation, this monarch will never let you have any trouble." Chong Li gazed deeply, forcibly stripped the golden pill from the Purple Mansion Dantian, and placed it into Tan Luo's wound, and the spiritual power continued to pour into his body.

As the wound slowly healed, Chongli took one last look at her, closed his eyes as if he was tired, curled up, and turned back into a silver-purple spirit fox.

When the dust settled, the enchantment dispersed, and a person and a fox at the foot of Wufu Mountain hugged each other and slept together.