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The long-haired man went into cardiac arrest and fixed there like a statue, and the seven souls lost six souls.

Behind him, the green mountains are still there, the green water is flowing for a long time, the insects and birds are singing endlessly, and there is nothing in front of him, only a bare mountain.

The vivid and verdant valley, the surging demon soldiers and demon beasts, which were close in front of them in the last second, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"This must be a dream!" After a while, the long-haired man let out a breath of turbidity.

Although he was glad to see the enemy's entire army annihilated, this strange way was still difficult for the long-haired man to accept.

Moreover, although the ambush soldiers were bizarrely wiped out, they were still chasing behind them, and if they wanted to escape, they could only rush forward.

However, the apocalyptic debacle in front of him is really daunting.

Between two fires.

At this moment, a pair of strange combinations appeared in the line of sight ahead.

A peerless silver-haired woman, a handsome young man wrapped in huge golden leaves.

The long-haired man swallowed hard, and his heart, which had just returned to normal, skipped a beat again.

The picture is too inconsistent.

The long-haired man has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he has never seen a woman with such a face, and the ashes of the end of the world have set off the woman's vivid beauty.

The boy was hugged by a silver-haired woman across his chest, his eyes were closed, and his handsome face revealed a hint of grayness, as if he was asleep, and as if he was dead.

What's even more bizarre is that the huge golden leaf wrapped around the boy is turning gray at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

A few minutes later, when the silver-haired woman approached the long-haired man, the edges of the golden leaves had decayed into ashes, exposing the boy's bare feet.

"Where is this? Who are you?" the cold voice of the silver-haired woman pulled the long-haired man back to reality.

"Oh" The long-haired man didn't dare to look at the silver-haired woman's face again, and from this silver-haired woman, he felt an oppression that he had never felt before, perhaps, this woman was the strongest monk he had ever seen.

"This, this is the Wasteland," the long-haired man reluctantly retracted, trying to keep his voice from sounding so shaky, "We are the local Terrans, and we have been hunted down by the invading demon clan and the coalition forces of other races. ”

"Terran?" the silver-haired woman looked down at the young man whose life and death were uncertain, and then said lightly, "For his sake, I'll help you once." ”

As she spoke, without waiting for the long-haired man to react, the silver-haired woman grabbed it slightly, and the hundred-person team led by the long-haired man immediately felt as if she was tightly bound and couldn't move at all.

The silver-haired woman then raised her hand slightly, and the space where the hundred-person team was located was unexpectedly stripped alive, and then disappeared as a whole.

The long-haired man only felt a strong dizziness, and when he woke up, he found that the bare mountain and the gray and dead land were far behind him.

"What a strange man!" the long-haired man sighed after the strong shock, and then immediately led his men forward.

The silver-haired woman was naturally Nalan Feixue, and the young man in her arms was Xintian.

At this time, although Xintian was out of the Dead Soul Domain, his own condition was even worse.

If it weren't for Nalan Feixue wrapping him in a golden leaf full of essence soul power, Xintian would have ceased to exist at this time.

The death qi on Xintian's body was really terrifying, just the moment he was brought into the living realm by Nalan Feixue, the death qi escaping from his body soaked all the living beings near the entire mountain, and the flowers, trees, birds, fish and insects were all wiped out in an instant, and along the way, a large number of demon soldiers and monsters were killed.

And the soul aura contributed by these dead creatures was mixed and impure, and it failed to offset the almost endless death qi on Xintian's body.

Fortunately, Nalan Feixue wrapped the golden leaf in his mouth in time to wrap Xintian, so that the deadly death qi on his body did not continue to spread.

However, in the face of the surging death qi on Xintian's body, the soul power contained in the golden leaves was only a drop in the bucket.

Nalan Feixue looked at Xintian's closed eyes, secretly anxious in her heart. With Nalan Feixue's soul strength, he could easily sense that Xintian's soul fire was slowly extinguishing at this time.

If there is no miracle, Xintian may not survive this moment.

Even if all the Golden Soul Trees are inserted into Xintian's body now, it will be difficult to stop the speed of Xintian's soul from disappearing.

Although the Golden Soul Tree was good, according to Xintian's state at this time, it was unable to increase the speed of absorbing soul power on its own, so he could only let the death qi gradually imprenate all his soul.

"He can risk his life to save me, why can't I!" Looking at Xintian's increasingly gray face, Nalan Feixue was inexplicably a little heartbroken.

In this world, in addition to his own master, probably only this man is willing to fight for himself.

Taking a deep breath, Nalan Feixue ripped off the golden leaves wrapped around Xintian's body, revealing Xintian's naked body.

In an instant, with Xintian and Nalan Feixue as the core, the ashes of death quickly spread to all sides, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of life within a radius of a hundred miles, and all life was turned into ashes.

At this time, the hundred-meter-tall Golden Soul Tree suddenly appeared beside Xintian and Nalan Feixue.

Immediately afterwards, Nalan Feixue sat on the ground, put Xintian in a posture opposite him, and then used his soul power to drive the pure and majestic soul power on the Golden Soul Tree to accelerate into Xintian's body.

An entire golden leaf vanished in the blink of an eye, much faster than if Xintian had been allowed to erode on his own.

At this time, Nalan Feixue finally understood in his heart that the soul power on the golden leaf was not offset by the death qi on Xintian's body, but was sucked into Xintian's body, and fused with the death qi raging everywhere with an extremely small trace.

It's not the same as being counteracted by dead air.

After the fusion of the power of the soul and the death qi contained in the golden leaves, the power of the soul and the death qi did not decrease at all, but instead underwent extremely subtle changes.

Nalan Feixue was amazed in her heart, if she could completely fuse the dead qi in Xintian's body, maybe she could not only save Xintian, but also bring unexpected benefits to Xintian.

This discovery made Nalan Feixue feel at ease, and immediately devoted all his energy to accelerating the input of soul power.

One golden leaf after another turned into flying ashes, and the death qi in Xintian's body was also fused with the extremely pure divine soul soul power.

Gradually, the dense foliage of the huge Golden Soul Tree, which was 100 meters high and had a crown diameter of 100 meters, began to become thinner.

Correspondingly, the death qi that raged in Xintian's body also began to thin out, and even the volume of the two huge gray balls formed by the death soul water began to shrink extremely slowly.

When the Golden Soul Tree became bare, the raging death qi in Xintian's body had disappeared, and Xintian's face gradually improved, although there was still no trace of blood, but the terrible gray defeat had disappeared.

At this time, the large number of various golden fruits on the Golden Soul Tree also began to slowly disappear.

All kinds of fruit-like golden fruits, as well as golden gourds, golden small tripods, and even golden dolls that look like villains have disappeared one after another.

By the time these golden fruits containing more and purer soul power had all disappeared, Xintian's complexion had completely returned to normal, and even the two huge gray balls in his body had shrunk a little.

Feeling the obvious changes in Xintian's body, Nalan Feixue's confidence doubled and began to increase the speed of soul power transfer to the maximum.

The bare Golden Soul Tree finally began to shrink slowly, and Nalan Feixue could clearly feel that at this time, Xintian's speed of absorbing soul power was many times faster than it was at the beginning.

At the same time, Nalan Feixue's heart was also faintly frightened - the death qi in Xintian's body was really a bit too large.

You must know that this Golden Soul Tree has been trapped in the Gray River for a hundred years by Nalan Feixue, and it has been transformed by extracting pure soul power day and night, and the total amount has reached an astonishing level.

It can be said that the soul power contained in such a huge golden soul tree is at least hundreds or thousands of times that of Nalan Feixue's current soul power.

But what realm is Nalan Feixue? That is the existence of the entire Ice Clan, second only to the current patriarch. As for Xintian, at the age of only seventeen years old, how high can his cultivation be?

However, even Xintian, who had cultivated to such a low level, contained enough dead qi in his body to completely fuse the soul power of the entire Golden Soul Tree.

Nalan Feixue even felt a little creepy.

This fear was soon proven by facts.

When the entire Golden Soul Tree had completely disappeared, the dead qi in Xintian's body still hadn't completely subsided, and the two huge gray balls had only become half smaller in size.

Not to mention the death-soaked ash tree of Xintian.

The ash tree was still cracked and stained.

However, at this time, Nalan Feixue had nothing to do, the Golden Soul Tree had been completely depleted, and all the Soul Crystal Balls that Xintian had found had also been exhausted when he broke through the Great Soul Locking Array.

The only thing left of Nalan Feixue now is his own powerful soul.

However, even if Nalan Feixue was willing to sacrifice his life to save him, this powerful soul would probably not be able to fuse the seemingly endless death qi in Xintian's body.

Unless there is another Golden Soul Tree of the same size.

Nalan Feixue couldn't wait to trap herself in the Gray River for another hundred years at this moment, so that she could condense into the same golden soul tree again.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

The current situation is that if not quickly replenished with enough soul power, the two remaining gray balls will still emit a steady stream of dead energy, thus pushing Xintian to a certain death situation again.

Naught?

Just when Nalan Feixue was a little ownerless, Xintian suddenly opened his eyes.

The look of confusion in Xintian's eyes flashed, and he was immediately filled with a thick yuwang, and then without warning, he threw Nalan Feixue down under him.

In Nalan Feixue's stunned eyes, Xintian had already kissed her soft and cold lips.