Dripping on the white bones of Nasensen...

Dripping on the flesh of blood...

Blood thunder bombarded the long sword, and the shock wave generated by it slammed into the surroundings strongly. But they have never hurt any ordinary people in the Nether Realm, in fact, what they don't know is that it is Liu Feng who is protecting them.

While fighting the rolling thunder and lightning, Liu Feng released the aura shield to protect the others. This dual-purpose approach made the already seriously injured body even worse.

Now Liu Feng is already at the end of the crossbow, and the lightning strikes are more like hitting him. To be more precise, the current Liu Feng is using his flesh and blood to resist all attacks.

Every lightning strike, every impact, consumed his life, and drops of blood flowed down his arms again.

Liu Shi'an also found that Liu Fengdi's combat power was gradually weakening, and he didn't want to give up this great opportunity, so he kept urging the thunder and pouring down.

And the long sword that filled the sky, as the battle progressed, kept disappearing. But it was not because of the lightning strike that it dissipated, but because Liu Feng's injuries became more and more serious, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he lost control of the long sword.

Because of the disappearance of the long sword, the lightning eventually passed through Liu Feng's defenses, and the ground was punched into huge pits. The wind and sand and gravel swept in again, but fortunately, the wind and sand were not very big, and some people lay on the ground and hid.

Baili Xianchuan, who was about to take Anduo away, was almost blown off the fault crack, and he was prostrate on the ground with Anduo in his arms, waiting for the wind and sand to pass.

At this time, Liu Feng noticed the situation below, bit his tongue with his teeth, forced himself to stay awake, and urged countless long swords again to resist the thunder and lightning.

But this only lasted for a moment, and the long sword that came out of the illusion dissipated again under the lightning strike, and the atomization was between heaven and earth. As more and more swords dissipated, more and more lightning slammed directly into the ground.

The people who thought they would be safe again had to face the cruelty that followed...

As soon as Baili Xianchuan stood up with Amdo in his arms, a thunderbolt suddenly fell, falling between him and Ye Ningle, and between them, it directly turned into a huge cliff with an interval of twenty meters.

Baili Xianchuan was directly blown up by the air wave, his back hit the ground heavily, and his chest was tumbling with a burst of qi and blood, and An Duo was hugged tightly by him, so that he was not injured at all.

Baili Xianchuan was smashed, his back hurt, he felt that his internal organs were about to be turned upside down, and it was a little difficult to gasp.

When he looked up at the sky, the long sword that was originally densely covered in the sky was mostly gone, and the willow wind that was floating in the air was also crumbling at this time.

A stream of red lightning passed through the long sword and slammed into the gray transparent aura shield, each lightning strike reducing the area of the defensive shield. Red lightning bolts fell to the ground, blasting out deep craters.

Anduo crawled in his arms and panicked, his lips trembled because of fear, and he hurriedly patted her back and comforted: "It's okay, I have a brother, don't be afraid."

He was about to get up, but he heard Jiang Yao's hurried voice on the other side: "Ningle, Ningle, wake up...".

Something happened to Ningle?!

When he went to look, he found Ye Ningle lying motionless on the ground. Ye Ningle was also hit on the forehead by a gravel because of protecting Jiang Yao, and he fainted in pain.

Jiang Yao kept shouting loudly on the side, but she still didn't see Ye Ningle awake. Baili Xianchuan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his heart seemed to be not beating, he opened his mouth wide, wanting to inhale heavily, but it was difficult to breathe.

Holding Anduo's hand, because of weakness, he couldn't hold Anduo anymore. His eyes were vacant, and he staggered towards the edge of the cliff, he wanted to return to Ye Ningle, so that he ignored the deep cliff.

"Ningle needs me, wait for me Ningle...".

Just as he was about to approach the cliff, Ando ran up, grabbed his hand, and kicked the ground with both feet, trying to pull him back.

"Brother, there is a cliff ahead...".

"Brother, don't go...".

"Woo... Who's going to help Andor...".

Anduo cried, trying to stop him from moving on, but how could she wake up Baili Xianchuan, who had lost his mind.

Seeing Baili Xianchuan walking towards the cliff step by step, under Jiang Yao's constant call, Ye Ningle finally came fresh.

But at this time, Baili Xianchuan seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't find that Ye Ningle had woken up, and now he only had one goal, to go to her side.

Ye Ningle snuggled up to Jiang Yao, but in her blurred vision, she saw Baili Xianchuan walking towards the cliff step by step, and An Duo cried and wanted to stop Baili Xianchuan from advancing.

At this time, Jiang Yao also discovered his abnormality, and also shouted desperately, trying to wake up Baili Xianchuan, but the continuous bombardment and thunder drowned out her voice.

Just when he was about to step into the cliff, Ye Ningle, who was originally powerless, burst out with unprecedented strength, and she shouted his name: "Xianchuan!"

The thunder could not drown out her voice, and her voice reached his ears, and even more so into his soul. Her voice, like a drop of sweet spring, fell into his heart and woke him up.

Hearing Ye Ningle's voice, he finally came to his senses, and he slowly withdrew the kick that was about to step out.

"Ningle ~".

At this time, he felt that Andor was crying and tugging at his hand, and when he realized it, he realized that he had unconsciously walked to the edge of the cliff, and there was a twenty-meter-deep fault at his feet.

Baili Xianchuan was in a cold sweat in an instant, took An Duo's hand, and took a few steps back. While patting his chest, he was glad that Ye Ningle had woken himself up.

On the other side, Ye Ningle and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Baili Xianchuan come to their senses. Fortunately, Ye Ningle only scratched the skin on his forehead and bled a little, and he was not in danger of life.

However, the misfortune is not a one-way street, and this short-term happiness is only for a moment...

There was not much left of the long sword that came out of the sky, and the red thunder and lightning were still so fierce, like thousands of thunder snakes, pouring down.

Every lightning strike leaves a deep pit in the ground, but that's not the most brutal...

As far as the eye could see, the entire Great Wall barrier seemed to be shrouded in thunderclouds, and as the long sword disappeared, the thunderbolts began to attack indiscriminately.

Thunder and lightning bombarded the mountain, bombarding the crowd...

When the red thunder and lightning slash on a person's body, the whole person will turn into fly ash in an instant, and finally the fly ash will turn into a little red light and disappear between heaven and earth.

In the end, all the conjured swords disappeared, and Liu Feng held the body of the gray long sword in his hand, and used his body to resist the red thunder.

In this battle, some people lived, some died, and some scattered, and not all good luck fell on Baili Xianchuan...

After stabilizing his mind, Baili Xianchuan looked at Ye Ningle, who was still weak and snuggled in Jiang Yao's arms, and felt distressed. At this time, Jiang Yao was gently wiping the blood stains on Ye Ningle's head, even if the thunder and lightning were big, she wanted to take care of her future daughter-in-law.

He shouted, "Ningle, Mom, I'm going to..."

But who could know that this was the last word he said to Ye Ningle and his mother, and it was also their last look.

Before he could finish his sentence, a red thunderbolt struck them...

The moment the lightning struck, Ye Ningle and Jiang Yao turned into flying ashes, and then turned into a little starlight, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Baili Xianchuan watched them dissipate, he was stunned in place, and An Duo was also stunned in place, and the thunder and lightning behind him continued to bombard the ground.

"Impossible, impossible...".

"Ningle, don't play hide and seek with me, okay...".

"Mom, why are you playing hide and seek with Ningle...".

"Ningle, didn't you say you were going to elope with me? you come out, we'll leave now...".

"Mom, didn't you say that you want to see me and Ningle get married? Ningle has agreed, you come out quickly...".

Memories came to his mind, and every word and smile they said was so clear at this moment, as if they were right in front of him.

He whispered, saying what he wanted to say to them, about the promises he had made...

Pain, remorse, hatred...... The hatred for himself is like a thousand knives, cutting at his heart fiercely.

"Why didn't I elope with Ningle...".

"Why did I bring them here...".

This is a pain that has never been felt before, a hatred that has never been felt before.

"My heart hurts so much."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, and the pain doesn't feel the pain anymore. The heart is torn apart, the soul is torn apart, it is a pain and hatred that is integrated into every drop of blood, every vein, every cell of the body.

At this time, Liu Shi'an and the others in the distance suddenly shook their bodies, and they were all surprised: "What a strong spirit!"

They all looked at one person - Baili Xianchuan.

At this time, Baili Xianchuan's face was flushed, his green muscles burst out, his blood veins expanded suddenly, and the speed of blood circulation accelerated. Bean-sized beads of sweat seeped out of the skin, eyes were wide open, and pupils were constricted.

He looked at Liu Shi'an and the others in the distance with red eyes, Ning Le and his mother died because of these people, and he wanted to kill them.

Suddenly, Baili Xianchuan only felt something, like a disoriented animal, rushing indiscriminately in his body.

His seven orifices began to show a trace of blood, and he lay on the ground struggling in pain, a faint wail came out of his mouth, and at this time his mind kept calling: Ningle, mother.....

He held his head with both hands, the pain was unbearable, and he even reached out and hit his head hard. At this time, he was suffering from the double torture of his soul and body, and at this moment he understood what it meant to live rather than die.

Anduo was so frightened by his masochistic behavior that she cried, looking at this brother who was so gentle when she met for the first time, she held back her fear and grabbed Baili Xianchuan's hand, not wanting him to hit her head again.

"Brother, Anduo won't allow you to do this, brother..."

But where could she control his hands. Anduo's little hand was tightly held by Baili Xianchuan, and the strong grip left a mark on her hand, and the strong grip made her hand blue, and even pinched off her fingers.

"Dad, Anduo hurts so much, but then my brother won't beat him."

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the pain of drilling the heart came from the hand. She didn't cry out loud when she was young, and the tears left her immature face.

Eventually, a large cloud of blood mist erupted from Baili Xianchuan's mouth, and his consciousness was once again dissipated in deep pain, and his eyes became blurred in the dots of scarlet color.