Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves.

Zhou Yan looked at Ling He silently, but he did not immediately recover himself, but instead gave birth to a sigh of life.

As for the injury, first, the recovery of this injury needs to be gradual, and second, Zhou Yan does not have such a strong will to deliberately recover himself and fight against Ling He.

Although Ling He is no longer Ling He now.

"The sky is connected to the infinite blue, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun. Ling He, I once promised your parents to take care of you, but now that there will be death between you and me, what is the need to fight? If you want to take my life, come on. ”

Zhou Yan said calmly.

He was lying on the cold ground, but now he sat up slowly, and the blood on his body had not yet dried up, which made him look rather depressed.

No longer high-spirited, no longer elegant, it seems to have gone through vicissitudes, has been old, has been weakened.

"If you are so decadent, and you really disappoint me, then there is no need for you to live. ”

Hongyu Qiao did not answer Zhou Yan's question, but only said in a contemptuous attitude.

"Decadent? If you think it's decadent, then think so, anyway, you won't be a killer because of it, so it doesn't really make much sense to say anything, as long as you can achieve your goal, why care if I'm decadent?"

Zhou Yan smiled and looked at Hongyu Qiao.

Although Hongyu Qiao is still the original Linghe, it is difficult for Zhou Yan to regard her as the original Linghe.

At that time, Lingling may be a little ignorant and naïve, a little immature and young, but like a little sister next door, but now, she is just a chess piece in the fairy road.

Although Zhou Yan could see through this qiē, he didn't want to intervene anymore.

Moreover, it is like a point within a plane, and unless this point is moved out of the plane and into space, it cannot change any outcome.

Like a given trajectory, some trajectories have already been determined, and no matter how they change, they will always be in the plane.

"You're right, if you can achieve the goal, then there really is no need for a process. But last time I lost to you, this time, my goal is to defeat you first, and kill you second. ”

Hongyu Qiao said resolutely.

Zhou Yan shook his head and said, "Do it, I'll let you kill you, as long as I die, you will be the first person in the world." ”

"You promised my parents to take care of me, this promise, now I take it out, you fight me with all your might, as a return for this promise. ”

Hongyu Qiao said suddenly.

Zhou Yan was slightly stunned, but his mood changed slightly.

"If I lose, I will tell you what is the difference between Ling He and Hongyu Qiao. ”

Hongyu Qiao continued.

She seemed to have calculated that Zhou Yan would definitely agree.

But Zhou Yan didn't speak.

"If I fail, I'll tell you another great secret about you. ”

Hongyu Qiao continued.

Zhou Yan remained indifferent.

"If I lose, I'll let you see Zhou Ying, Hou Ling'er and Zhou Sisi. ”

Hongyu Qiao continued to increase the stakes.

It seems that she believes that there is nothing in this world that cannot be betrayed or betrayed, as long as there are enough interests and bargaining chips.

It's just that Zhou Yan has been silent.

"If I lose, I will tell you the true relationship between Emperor Lei Yan and the maiden, that is the core secret. Only, fight with me. ”

Hongyu Qiao has been unscrupulous, and even said such words.

Zhou Yan stood up.

His face had turned cold.

It's as cold as the endless cold of this dead world.

It was as cold as the dry black blood that the rotten monks had curdled into ice.

Zhou Yan's eyes didn't have any emotion, he just stared at Hongyu Qiao coldly.

Hongyu Qiao, on the other hand, showed a lofty posture of a victor, looking at Zhou Yan with a contemptuous and sneering look, as if these words could finally touch Zhou Yan's heart.

"In my eyes, no matter what you say or do, it's just that innocent and ignorant little sister, that's all. Since you want to fight, then fight. I haven't done anything for ten years, and I don't know if my old bones have rusted. ”

Zhou Yan said calmly.

The voice is calm, and under the cold face, the emotion is equally calm.

There was no anger as Hongyu Qiao thought, and it was not as cold as she thought.

It seems that Qiē has nothing to do with Zhou Yan, it seems that no matter what she does, in Zhou Yan's eyes, she is really the little sister she used to be.

Hongyu Qiao didn't like this feeling, her cold heart would fluctuate because of such an impact, which was extremely detrimental to her cultivation.

In such a state, Hongyu Qiao took the initiative to take action.

Pushing the scorching sun in his hand and suppressing Zhou Yan with the power of the star field, it was an invincible vast attack, which had risen to the supreme range of the Venerable, carrying the power of immortal divinity, which was similar to an immortal blow.

This first move is almost exactly the same as the second battle on the ancient warship.

Zhou Yan knew the outcome of this kind of battle, even if he knew it in advance and had the upper hand, the final result would not make much difference.

And the reality is not a combat simulation on a warship after all, and it is impossible to cut off the final battle process with a flying sword like jade.

Therefore, from the very beginning of this battle, one of them was destined to die.

And Zhou Yan is indeed not Hongyu Qiao's opponent. In the ancestral land of the Jade Fox people, it may be a moment of enlightenment, but in the outside world, ten years have passed.

He had an epiphany every ten years and comprehended a wisp of detachment, while Hongyu Qiao practiced hard in the law of immortal dao for ten years.

The gap has been crushed.

However, Zhou Yan didn't really stand still, the other party said the words to that Cheng dù, if he didn't fight, the real sorry was Li Jidao and Wan Nishang, Zhou Lingyao and Li Xinyu.

Therefore, Zhou Yan also transformed into seventy-three changes of combat power, and also displayed the ultimate killing dao of the Xuanyuan Sword, the ancestral thunder killing domain, and the fighting body also manifested at the same time.

And at the same moment, Zhou Yan had the upper hand, taking the lead in restraining Hongyu Qiao everywhere, and temporarily gained the upper hand.

This battle was also extremely tragic, Zhou Yan fought to the limit, bathed in blood, his divine body was broken, and Hongyu Qiao was also drenched in blood, describing it as miserable.

It's just that in the end, Hongyu Qiao gained the upper hand, and at the time of the thirty-nine thousand seven hundred and thirty-fifth moves, he struck a killer blow, and that blow surged huge waves, the law was monstrous, and the divine light was great.

That blow hit the ultimate law of the Immortal Dao, and the power of the real Immortal Yuan, Zhou Yan was irresistible.

Therefore, at that moment, he withdrew his hand and stood quietly, looking at Hongyu Qiao calmly, his eyes were soft, and he let that blow kill him.

With that blow, Hongyu Qiao did not spare his hand, and killed it directly, and instantly hit the center of Zhou Yan's eyebrows.

Hongyu Qiao's eyes were cold, ignoring Zhou Yan's gaze, cold as frost, black hair dancing wildly, long skirt mopping the floor, stained with bright red blood.

The moment that blow came, a figure appeared in front of Zhou Yan and blocked the blow.

It seemed to transcend the laws of time and space, and suddenly appeared, bearing the blow of the lore.

This person is the puppet Zhou Wangchen, the clone of the mechanical people, and the Zhou Wangchen who wanted to kill Zhou Yan before but finally left.

That blow pierced Zhou Wangchen's eyebrows, and a chip overflowed, shattered, and turned into endless energy that overflowed into Zhou Yan's divine body, and Zhou Yan's emperor blood burned in an instant, just like Huo Ran got the ancient drawer in an instant, and changed from seventy-three to eighty in an instant!

Not only that, but Zhou Yan suddenly realized that many of the supreme paths he had cultivated were not clear.

Zhou Wangchen, a puppet clone equivalent to a cyborg clan, passed on his lifelong combat experience and insights to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan froze in place, and he watched this mechanical puppet fall in front of him, and he was a little incredulous.

This scene really impacted the silent heart, like throwing a scorching sun on the glacier of the heart in an instant, and at that moment, there were violent emotional fluctuations in Zhou Yan's heart.

"Your fate is to kill the emperor's blood bloodline, and I have the same lineage as Zhou Yan, which is equivalent to his replica, but it is Zhou Wangchen in appearance, so little girl, your mission has been completed, and you can go back and explain to 'her'. ”

"Let's go, otherwise you won't be able to leave, you are actually not Zhou Yan's opponent, it's just that his current state is not right. ”

"Let's go. ”

Zhou Wangchen looked at Hongyu Qiao, and suddenly said softly.

A large amount of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, so bright that it was no different from that of an ordinary monk, and it seemed that there was no difference between himself and the monk except for the chip.

Hongyu Qiao was stunned for a while, but he didn't say a word, and suddenly left like a blazing sun.

She walked extremely decisively, as if Zhou Wangchen's words had cleared the magic barrier in her heart in one fell swoop.

It's just that Zhou Yan's gaze became complicated at this time.

Because Zhou Yan knew that he with a chip, even if he died, he would be resurrected, so he didn't take death too seriously and his own 'replica puppet'.

But he didn't want to, Zhou Wangchen saved him in this way.

Zhou Yan was shocked, but he just looked at Zhou Wangchen with complicated eyes and said: "You passed on your cultivation experience to me, gave me all the energy of the chip, and even gave me the empowerment power, and resisted that killing blow for me, why is this?"

"I'm glad you asked. ”

Zhou Wangchen smiled and seemed to be very happy.

His eyes looked a little confused, but he sighed and said: "Even if it is a puppet, since the relationship between father and son was born invisibly, then whether it is your puppet, a human, an ancient demon clan or a yin spirit, you are my son, my son of Zhou Wangchen." ”

"So, automata, clones, and puppets are just forms, so why do you need to distinguish them so complicated?"