The fierce battle between the Wuchen Department and the Great Monarch of Zichou continued, and no one noticed the strange situation of leaving the sea of hatred.

Shaoyi hugged his arms and looked at the sea of hatred rolling in the black mist, its dark and deep color became much lighter, and the little loach finally understood the role of those three heart feathers.

Hot sweat flowed down his cheeks and into his neckline, his dark black robe was already soaked, and the feeling of turbidity entering his body made him feel like he was on the verge of extinction.

However, wait a little longer, only the last heart feather remains, and the corpse has not been completely destroyed.

He closed his eyes, the fiery red orb on his forehead flashed violently, trying his best to release the power of the emperor's divine soul, and the slightest connection with his obsession was about to break off like a thread, but he was never able to truly communicate and control, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle more and more.

There was a burst of messy footsteps behind him, and the next moment two hands unceremoniously grabbed his neckline, and Qing Yan's pale face appeared in the field of vision, because of the severe pain, he gasped heavily, but his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was full of murderous intent: "...... You told Ah Yi to enter the Sea of Hatred?"

When he was dealing with Hu Shen Dajun, he suddenly received a note with a phoenix heart feather drawn on it, and the word Xuanyi was written underneath, and he immediately understood that this was the Qingyang clan that had begun to act. For so many years, he has been practicing hard day and night, precisely for this day.

If you want to solve the problem of leaving the sea of hatred, there is no problem, as long as you cut off the knot of heart feathers afterwards, it will be no problem for him to fall in the sea of hatred.

But he didn't expect that Shaoyi's goal was never him and his father, his goal was Ah Yi from the beginning.

Qing Yan turned his head to look at the sea of hatred that had faded in color, his expression was gloomy, he threw away Shaoyi, turned around and walked towards the sea of hatred, and didn't take a few steps but hit the invisible barrier, Shaoyi said lightly: "I promised that the little loach will send you back to Zhongshan whether it succeeds or not, and Xiaolongjun had better not make any extraneous branches." ”

Qing Yan said senran: "Do you think Ah Yi is gone, can you still live?"

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't sever the heart feather tie with Ah Yi, he would have torn him to pieces a long time ago.

Shaoyi's voice was still light: "I will try not to let her fall." ”

Qing Yan's eyes were cold: "Even if she doesn't die, do you think the Candle Yin Clan will let you go?"

Shaoyi squinted slightly, suddenly raised his arm, and hit Qing Yan's chest with an elbow, he was originally restrained by the heart feather of the Qingyang Clan's emperor, and the pain in his chest was incomparable, and he almost lost his breath under his impact, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.

"Xiaolongjun should worry about his little sister first. Shaoyi looked away from him, a grain of sweat down his chin and fell on his neckline, "If I can't solve it in a moment, I'm going to cut off the last heart feather." ”

He already felt that he was about to die, and this little loach was very violent, and he really planned to suck it all out of the sea of hatred?

Sweat was getting bigger and bigger, his hair was wet, and his lips were like snow. The palm of the hand pressed to the chest, the heart almost jumped out of the throat, and the back suddenly felt a sharp pain like a tear, followed by the right leg, the left leg, and the intercostal ...... Her body was about to crack, and her godly body was too young to withstand the darkness of such a large candle.

Doom is imminent.

Shao Yi suddenly closed his eyes, and a soft glow intertwined with gold and green came out from his heart, and his fingertips did not hesitate, as if an invisible ray of light was quickly cut off, and his body became extremely relaxed in an instant—the third heart feather knot was broken, and their two hearts and one vein ended here.

He bent down and grabbed Qing Yan who had fainted, and walked into the dark passage without looking back, the colorful long car was still waiting in the forest, and the priests saluted him respectfully: "Xiaolongjun suddenly woke up and broke through, his subordinates did not dare to stop him, disturbed Fengjun, and begged for forgiveness." ”

Shaoyi threw Qing Yan into the car: "Send them back to Zhongshan and seal all the remaining ancient passages in the Netherworld." ”

"Yes. Without hesitation, the priests immediately drove out of the forest.

Shaoyi wiped away the remaining sweat on his cheeks, and the brilliance of the Divine Soul Orb on his forehead slowly dimmed. He has completely broken off the last trace of connection with obsession, whether it can be a matter of providence, he will stay here until he witnesses the result.

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One hundred and eight pitch-black ice dragons turned into ice blades that cut the frozen emperor on the opposite side almost invisible, but he was never completely wiped out.

Xuanyi gasped, the exhaustion of divine power again made her eyes black for a while, she looked at the emperor's face unchanged, and finally felt a little helpless. Was it because she didn't do her best, or was this corpse not as easy to destroy as Shaoyi said?

Raising her hand and touching her heart, the third heart feather knot had just been cut off, which also meant that if she absorbed the turbidity again, she would really be destroyed.

She was ready to fall, but before that, she must send Fucang out.

Xuanyi turned around with difficulty, the blue pure jun fell on the sand not far away, her feet were weak, she walked slowly step by step, and was about to bend down to pick it up, but this heavenly sword suddenly buzzed sharply, followed by a golden light, the huge golden dragon roared and pounced on the corpse of the emperor who was entangled by the black ice dragon, the golden light spread, and thousands of tides devoured the emperor and the black ice dragon.

Such a huge tide...... She gasped heavily, turned her head again, and saw that Fu Cang, who had been pushed by her ice barrier before, had sat up straight, covering the wound in her abdomen, and her two eyes were only staring at her, her eyes were deep, and she didn't know whether she was happy or angry.

The sword qi tide repeatedly crushed the emperor's corpse, the pitch-black ice dragon had been twisted into pieces, the emperor was repeatedly cut up and down countless times in the golden tide, and suddenly let out a low sigh, and the long hair turned into black ash inch by inch, followed by the head, shoulders, and arms......

Xuanyi was stunned to see that the corpse that he couldn't destroy finally dissipated in the deep and lightless black fog of the Sea of Hatred, and suddenly felt a burst of confusion and absurdity, and he didn't feel joy at all for a while. Succeeded? Finally destroyed this corpse completely? Didn't she destroy it? So what was she doing with all her desperate actions before? Seeing the credit being snatched away?

She couldn't help but look at Fu Cang again, he had fainted, why didn't he faint well? As soon as she woke up, she robbed her of all the credit for working for half a day!

He still didn't move, his eyes fixed on her, and she looked a little creepy.

You're so daring. His eyes said so.

He was so bold that he dared to rob her of the credit. Xuanyi shook twice, his knees were really weak, and his body was light and soft on the sand. She was so tired, she had to rest for a while, and she didn't know if it had any effect after inhaling so much turbidity today, her body was very heavy, and she had never felt like she had ever felt before.

The clear wind whistled, and the huge golden dragon rushed towards her, its golden mouth open, as if it was about to swallow her. She really didn't have the strength to resist, if she wanted to bite, she would bite it, if she wanted to swallow it, she would swallow it, Guan Chunjun would close Chunjun, she didn't believe that he wouldn't let her out.

Chunjun suddenly stopped beside her, as if hesitating for something, two cold golden pupils stared at her, circling up and down in confusion.

Look, haven't you ever seen such a brave, righteous, beautiful, and kind princess? In order to maintain the order of heaven and earth, she almost perished just now, or almost perished three times in a row. Xuanyi left all his previous thoughts behind and insisted that he was fighting for the order of heaven and earth.

Fu Cang moved the mantra, the golden dragon finally obediently opened its huge mouth and swallowed her in one bite, Xuanyi only felt that the golden light in front of her was shining, and her eyes were almost blind again, so she quickly wrapped her head and face with her sleeves, and slowly felt that she was about to fall asleep. She was so tired that she had to get some sleep.

The golden dragon turned into a blue sword and fell into Fu Cang's palm, he touched the sword body, she still stayed in Chunjun better, don't come out again.

With a move of his hand, the scabbard turned into a golden dragon that was not too big or small, and continued to break through the black fog and move forward. I don't know if it's an illusion, the black fog in the sea of hatred seems to be thinner and thinner, and it is much easier to break through the black fog than before, and it is almost effortless.

Not far away, the frozen Fang Feng clan and those monsters suddenly moved, and Fu Cang was about to throw Chunjun, but saw that they didn't pay attention to their side at all, and ran towards the hatred of the country one by one - I was afraid that there would be another fierce battle here in the Wuchen Department.

He pressed the deepest wound in his abdomen, frowned, and slowly walked out of the path opened by the scabbard.

(Zilang Literature)