This sudden change also brought back to the rest of the monks in the azure ancient palace who were as dense as a sea of clouds, and they all looked at the Thousand Soul Domain Fruit and the Heart Spring with a terrifying gaze.

Many of the monks showed remorse and frustration in their eyes.

There are even some monks such as Shiqin Shiyin and others who have a complicated meaning in their eyes, because if they knew that the ending was like this, then they might never have made a move against Zhou Yan before.

After all, in comparison, if Zhou Yan captured the Thousand Soul Domain Fruit and the Qinxin Spring, it could be regarded as a local monk of the Dark God Domain who had seized this opportunity.

But now, instead of the monks taking it, the cyborgs have taken the lead.

In the Dark God Domain's extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Battlefield, the monks often encountered the mechanical people who were also enemies, and they knew how terrifying and powerful this race was.

The so-called 'extraterritorial heavenly demons' mostly also refer to all spirits or mechanical people.

Now that such a scene has occurred, almost all the monks on the scene have shown an indescribable sadness.

The mechanical people are so powerful, this qiē has almost become a foregone conclusion, and it is impossible to change it, and it is almost impossible for a miracle to occur.

At this moment, the change in the situation made almost all the monks despair, and they also had a moment of unity because of despair.

In terms of the overall situation, the real monks can still distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, originally if all the monks of the Dark God Domain were monks, then everyone would try their best to fight for this opportunity, because they were all genius monks, and no one felt that they were inferior to others.

But now that the mechanical people are invading on a large scale, under this calculation, almost all the Terran monks have become foils, and once the mechanical people seize these opportunities, looking back, I am afraid that everyone on the scene will still not be able to escape the miserable and slaughtered ending.

In this instant, many pairs of eyes fell on Zhou Yan's body, but what happened to Zhou Yan was even more chilling.

Because Zhou Yanru was so dry that he was about to die of old age, the god body that was about to wither was still refined by the power of the thunder like the Void Thunder, as if he was about to die of old age and was about to die.

This qiē, like a hero's tragic song, lingers in the hearts of many monks.

In the entire huge blue ancient palace, there was also a dead silence at this time.

Zhou Yan's divine body had already stopped withering and decaying, but now it was almost miserable and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The huge woman in the white gauze skirt was still trapped in some kind of memory, frozen in the void, as if she had not discovered the terrible attack of the unknown, the power of snatching.

Until, until the mechanical people all united and formed a terrifying ruining formation, unleashing a combined domain energy attack, the huge woman in the white dress suddenly woke up.

She was already blind in both eyes.

But she seemed to think of something, and her eyes seemed to open suddenly.

I can't describe what kind of eye-opening practice it was, but in the eyes and hearts of every monk on the scene, there was a pair of beautiful eyes that suddenly opened.

The pupils of the eyes are incomparably clear, incomparably beautiful, like revealing a terrible divine luster, like the most brilliant jewels.

But what every monk saw was still the deep black hole, the two black holes without eyeballs were so unfathomable, and the beautiful eyes in their hearts seemed to be completely unrelated.

However, almost all monks know that if they are not blind, then their beautiful eyes must be like this.

It's just that these monks don't include Zhou Yan.

Because Zhou Yan didn't show anything in his heart, and he didn't see anything.

At that moment, the blind woman with the broken arm in the white gauze skirt seemed to have awakened some kind of memory, but Zhou Yan seemed to have lost some kind of memory, and it seemed that deep in her heart, there was a huge cause and effect, because the woman was suddenly cut off.

Zhou Yan looked at the woman in the white dress in a daze, and couldn't think of anything, and the sense of familiarity and intimacy suddenly disappeared at this moment.

"Ask the world, what is love. ”

"Love ends up flowing, like duckweed. ”

"Have you forgotten jì? ”

The woman muttered to herself, and suddenly sighed in amazement, this sigh broke the hearts of almost all the monks on the scene, and seemed to have a strong urge to soothe the sadness in her heart.

But no monk moved, because every monk's breath stopped in an instant.

At that moment, the terrifying attack of the mechanical puppet had also approached the woman's head, and that blow was enough to destroy it.

At the moment, this woman seemed to be about to fall under the combined attack of more than a hundred mechanical puppets.

But the woman frowned slightly, and an unknown fluctuation suddenly appeared.

It was an ancient colorless transparent sword.

It is so old that it seems to have lost the traces of time, lost the imprint of time, and has left nothing but its own antiquity.

But this sword suddenly appeared, carrying terrifying sword intent such as loneliness, revention, broken sorrow, worry-free, life and death, and gloom.

The simplest blocking.

The simplest sword intent.

The simplest move.

but intercepted the most powerful attacks.

Then, the sword light shook slightly, and the very simple sword intent radiated in all directions.

The entire body of more than 100 mechanical puppets shook violently, and then exploded violently, and the sound of "poof" was endless.

Bursts of black smoke all came out from the more than 100 mechanical puppets, and then crystal chips overflowed, dripping to the ground.

On the chips, all the terrible emperor blood was overflowing.

This is a false Emperor Blood, but its constituent energy is generally the same as the real Emperor Blood.

The woman blew out a breath gently, and the fragrant wind was gusting and refreshing.

This breath suddenly swept away all the emperor blood of the mechanical people, and all of it was refined in an instant, forming a drop of pure refreshing heart.

This drop of Qinxin Spring did not fall into the spring water of Qinxin Spring, but suddenly flew towards Zhou Yan, and with a "poof", it got into the heart of Zhou Yan's eyebrows.

The powerful power of the emperor's blood is like feeding back.

Zhou Yan was already extremely old, but in this energy, he suddenly rejuvenated his divine body, and he turned out to be a beautiful young man.

is only thirteen or fourteen years old, just like the innocent teenager in the immature Da Zhou family.

......

This scene made the scene become dead silent again.

The powerful mechanical puppet was suddenly killed by the woman with a single sword.

The strength of this woman can already be imagined.

Because those mechanical puppets, in front of women, don't even seem to be qualified to be ants.

How scary is that?

And Zhou Yan's experience moved all the monks even more. No one knows what happened here, and no one knows what terrible changes will happen to this huge palace.

But the only thing that was slightly reassuring was that the terrible devouring power was gone, no more.

The monks who had lost a lot of life and soul energy also made up for it by swallowing pills, and the loss was not so strict.

However, those monks who died of old age and decay are still just a pile of dry bones, and they cannot be resurrected.

Here, no one dares to move, and no one will.

Because everyone knows that they are not even qualified to be ants.

The woman in the white dress muttered to herself, but her eyes without pupils looked at the place where Zhou Yan was.

Her expression was obviously very complicated, although it was still hazy and unrecognizable, but the complex meaning was clearly presented.

"If there were a thousand reincarnations, would you still remember me?"

"Remember me?"

The woman asked.

The sound is extremely pleasant to the ear, and it is like an echo, vibrating in the void.

Zhou Yan was stunned.

The Void Thunder Tribulation had disappeared, and the divine soul was suddenly shocked out by the tortoise shell and entered the divine body.

The divine body became extremely powerful, and it could be called the strength of the Venerable Eighth Realm Venerable Body.

But Zhou Yan was not happy, because the extremely beautiful and refreshing voice made him a little stunned and stunned.

"Remember?"

Zhou Yan didn't remember anything.

But there was an indescribable sting in his heart that he couldn't bear to say that.

But if you remember, is this considered a residence for the scenery?

"I—"

Zhou Yan, who has always been smart, suddenly became a little confused at this time.

Zhou Yan, who has always been reactive, was suddenly a little dazed at this time.

It's a simple question, but by no means an easy one to answer.

"I know you've forgotten jì, just like me, even though you've only lived out the fourth life, I've still forgotten jì. ”

"I'm sorry, I really can't remember. ”

The woman's voice was sad and indescribably heartbreaking.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately had an obsession, so he immediately said out loud the words 'I always remember'.

But the woman interrupted his words again, as if she already knew Zhou Yan's comforting words.

"The spring of my heart is the tears of my soul. The Imperial Soul Fruit is a kind of infatuation that I am waiting for. For hundreds of millions of years, I have been looking for and waiting for such a person. ”

"Today, you are here, and they will be handed over to you. ”

"I remember that you once said to me, 'Xizi holds the heart', and today, I give you my hundreds of millions of years of soul and tears. ”

The woman stretched out her illusory jade hand, gently took the Qinxin Spring, and picked the domain fruit.

The Spring of Hearts turned into a fist, just the size of a heart, and it was as bright and shining as a crystal teardrop.

And Na Yuguo is a very cute baby girl, like her child.

But this child, in her hands, gradually changed, forming a very pure realm of the power of the Soul Rule.

A mass of supreme realms, unowned realms, realms that gather the power of a hundred thousand supreme realms.

It was an unsullied, ownerless, and incomparably pure realm of chaos.

The figure of the woman in the white gauze skirt gradually shrank and shrank.

In the end, it reached the same size as the teenager Zhou Yan.

Later, she looked so thin, so weak, and so petite and cute.

But when she came back, she was weeping like heaven and earth.

An indescribable sense of sadness permeates people's hearts.

Her illusory jade hand held these and came to Zhou Yan's side, her hands gradually parting.

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