A touch of girl, supporting the lonely figure sitting alone in the medicine garden. The turquoise dress, which she had changed to a snow-white color, she thought, so that her bad uncle could see her. And the old monster of the Xuanjian Sect has been gone for a long time.

"Bad uncle, don't you want Ling'er anymore? Why don't you ignore Ling'er?" the small voice was muttering, and the choked tone was very pitiful.

In the middle of heaven and earth, incomprehensible textures shuttle at will. criss-crossed, forming terrifying forces that ripple in the void.

Bang!

The void rose and fell, a trembling, a terrifying and vast power shook, and the oppressive heavens were suppressed for a while.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out, with terrifying power, spilling the earth.

A saint drips blood, but it burns the starry sky! Crowned with the name of a saint, he is a transcendent figure, and the horror is boundless. Even the power of a drop of blood is terrifying. Now, a powerful saint is being pierced through his body with a sword by another powerful saint.

A generation of heavenly posture, amazing and gorgeous. Even if the avenue is broken, the formation master alone can still not tremble.

A sword pierced through the body, and the terrifying power of the Great Dao vibrated and fell down. Shocked to his soul.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the formation master, and the injuries of the Great Dao became more and more serious. But he only frowned slightly. Immediately, with a wave of his big hand, a monstrous palm slapped out, and the terrifying power of the magic circle flowed, and it fell directly on the saint's body.

Bang!

The saint was directly slapped away by the formation master's palm, and he was buried in the earth alone.

Bright red blood spilled, and a long sword was inserted in the formation master's body, which was shocking.

Burst!

Holding back the pain, the formation master raised his big hand, and the long sword inserted in his abdomen was directly pulled out by him.

The formation master was holding a long sword, and his white robe had already been stained red with bright red blood. His black hair was flying, and there were wisps of blood dripping from the hem of his clothes. It's like a demon god descending, those eyes, cold and terrifying, piercing people's souls.

Standing alone, with only one figure, everyone trembled in fright. Obviously, they came to surround and kill the formation master, but in the end, it was the other way around.

"What's going on? doesn't it mean that this guy has already been badly injured, how can he still be so powerful?" said a saint in horror.

Across the void, there are twenty saints here, and there are five old monsters, all of which are the most pinnacle existences in the Kyushu Continent. But even so, he still had no choice but to get the formation master. It's already a life-burning battle, and even if it returns to the light, the formation master still has to maintain the name of a generation of heavenly postures.

"He's really been badly wounded, and he's just the end of a crossbow at the moment!"

There is an old monster who has spoken out, and he has been surrounded several times, and he has existed every time. Again and again, he has witnessed the extraordinary and heavenly wealth of the formation master. If it weren't for the fact that the formation master provoked too many people, it would have already reached the point of mutual indignation.

The formation master can have fellowship with him as a peer. If nothing else, with his terrifying strength, he has already been recognized by him.

"Hey!"

Thinking of this, the old monster sighed slightly: "It's a pity..."

"Is it the end of the crossbow, but it's enough to kill you!" the formation master shouted, the monstrous coercion shook, and with a light tap under his feet, the thirty-six superimposed magic arrays suddenly rose into the air.

The air trembled, the void rose and fell, and the murderous intent rippled through the entire space. A war song ignited again. The formation master is alone with the resources of the sky.

"This feeling, is this your bad uncle?" In the medicine garden, Nangong Ling'er's two tear stains hung on her cheeks. Gazing blankly at the sky. She felt a slight humming sound from the textures of the heavens and the earth. This is the embodiment of the extreme use of the power of the magic circle, and in the distance of her vision, someone is using the ultimate power of the magic circle. And it's a very powerful magic circle. The laws of heaven and earth are overflowing, and even the place where she is has been affected.

"Bad uncle, it's you, it's definitely you. Ling'er is going to find you!" the little face was excited, and tears flowed down her face. Without any action, a terrifying superimposed magic circle appeared at Nangong Ling'er's feet.

Brush!

With a streamer, Nangong Ling'er flew out of the Xuanjian Sect.

"Ling'er!"

In the rear, the old monster of the Xuanjian Sect also noticed it. With a shout, he hurriedly chased after him.

Bang!

The void rose and fell, and the boundless divine power directly pressed on the body of the formation master.

"Poof!"

The five organs were displaced, and a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out.

Pedal Pedal !!

The formation master took a few steps back, staggered, and staggered, his body shaking, and endless sleepiness swept over the formation master's eyes. He knew that this was the end of his life. Looking back on her life, for her sake, why be afraid of provoking the world? Who bullies her, what does it matter if she kills the world?

"Ling'er, I'm sorry, the bad uncle can't be with you anymore. The small voice, accompanied by a smile from the formation master, was about to end...

"Bad uncle, bad uncle..."

A burst of pear blossoms brought rain, and Nangong Ling'er dragged two long tears on her cheeks.

"Ling, Ling'er!" the formation master was a little surprised, and the boundless sleepiness suddenly dispersed a lot. From the reflection before he died, looking at Nangong Ling'er who came from afar, the appearance of tears sliding down his cheeks, his heart ached faintly.

At this moment, everyone's movements came to a standstill. looked at Nangong Ling'er blankly. In fact, they felt that behind Nangong Ling'er, there was a terrifying existence coming this way.

The old monster of the Xuanjian Sect, the master of Nangong Ling'er.

Brush!

The speed was extremely fast, Nangong Ling'er disappeared in the blink of an eye, and instantly arrived at the side of the formation master.

"Bad uncle, bad uncle..."

Nangong Ling'er brought rain with pear blossoms for a while, hugging the body of the formation master, crying heart-wrenching.

"Ling, Ling'er, you, why are you here?" said the formation master weakly.

"Ling'er, Ling'er felt the breath of a bad uncle. ”

Nangong Ling'er choked up for a while and said, "Bad uncle, is the bad uncle not wanting Ling'er?"

"Heh, fool!" the formation master showed tenderness, brushing the girl's hair.

"The bad uncle doesn't want you, the bad uncle actually likes Ling'er so much. I like Ling'er's laughter, I like Ling'er's every move, I like everything about Ling'er..."

"It's just that the bad uncle can't be with Ling'er anymore. ”

If the vitality is broken, even if the imperial medicine is in the world, it is useless.

"No!"

Nangong Ling'er shouted: "No, no, the bad uncle will definitely not die." The bad uncle wants to accompany Ling'er. ”

Nangong Ling'er's voice became smaller and quieter as she spoke, and finally she choked to the point of silence.

At this moment, everyone treated each other coldly. But there are a few of them, and there is a trace of unbearability in their eyes, looking at Nangong Ling'er's appearance, they feel very pitiful!