The marriage book is engraved with the names of two people, one of whom is "Ding Mei", but the imprint of the soul is not hers!

The indistinguishable female voice was saying, "You killed her." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The deity doesn't like people with the same name. Kill her, and you will be the second Burning Immortal. Kill her!"

Who the hell is it? Who is it! There is no second woman named "Ding Mei" among the White Tiger clan! Who is this woman!

Ding Mei roared with grief and indignation in her heart! It took a long time for her to gradually calm down.

She didn't even have time to be sad and angry now. The existence of the Soul Bead made her immortal and lived for five thousand more years, but now she is firmly tied to the White Tiger Dagger.

From then on, she was just an immortal artifact, and there was no possibility of reincarnation, and it was impossible to renew the old relationship with that man. Those memories of the past, whether sweet or hateful, are meaningless.

And she didn't even have time to be sentimental, the four elephant arrays were still waiting for the white tiger dagger. Maybe if those spatial cracks were eliminated, this white tiger dagger should have collapsed, after all, it was not a top-level immortal weapon. At that point, it will be time for her to really disappear, and hopefully, that little girl will remember the promise she made to herself.

Ding Mei thought so, and the spirit gradually changed into a cat shape, or a white tiger form, uncontrollably. She was prostrate on the ground, her four claws pressing into the void under her feet at the same time, and her whole body spiritual power erupted.

Ying Wubao, who had been waiting solemnly, felt that the white tiger dagger stopped struggling, but he didn't dare to slack off. It wasn't until she saw Nangong's relaxed expression on her face that she faintly felt that the woman should be on her side. Then it shouldn't be malicious that she occupies the body of Xuanjue, and I don't know if there will be bad consequences if she breaks away now.

Compared with Nangong Wufang's ease, Mo Qingshan showed a sad expression. He naturally also felt that the White Tiger Dagger suddenly took the initiative to cooperate, and Wufang always thought that Ding Mei was dead, so he couldn't think of it. But how could he not understand, apart from Ding Mei, who else could make the White Tiger Dagger take the initiative to dedicate himself?

But what Ding Mei's situation is now, he also knows it clearly. What other way could she have? What else could she do but replace the machine spirit herself! He had asked her to leave before, not because he didn't think of the benefits she had left behind, but whether it was his friend's last soul or his daughter-in-law's body, he was unwilling to sacrifice.

However, it backfired, and Ding Mei finally chose to save Xuanjue and sacrifice herself.

He could only silently pretend not to know, his spiritual power was about to bottom out, who could he save?

"Poof"

With the sound of the first fragments disappearing, the four-elephant array finally took shape. Nangong Wufang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the spiritual power was enough, it would be fine. Even if Uncle Mo's spiritual power is not enough, even if the spiritual power of the two immortal weapons is not enough, even if the spiritual power that the Four Elephant Array draws from the Immortal Mansion is not enough, he still has immortal crystals!

Nangong Wufang opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, "Baby, are you okay?

"Good ......" Ying Wubao replied softly, waving his hand to retract the vine. I saw that the rattan ball shrouded in the white tiger dagger peeled off layer by layer, and the broken vines fell to the spatial cracks below, gradually revealing the white tiger dagger that was no more than three inches long.

Ying Wubao lay on his back, and his left hand, which had released the vines, hung limply at his side. She looked at the dagger, and felt as if it had become gentle, no longer as sharp as it had been when she first saw it.

"Baby?" Nangong heard her weak voice, and hurriedly took out a pill and handed it to his shoulder, "Take another one?"

"Okay......" Ying Wubao opened his mouth and swallowed the pill with his fingers.

Nangong had hidden worries, although this top-level Heaven Replenishing Pill claimed to have no side effects at all, but it was aimed at the immortals. The cultivation of his own baby is still shallow, and he can't excrete erysipelas on his own, so taking a large amount of it is not a good thing. When the crisis is over, I have to examine it again.

Nangong Wufang didn't know that he was relieved too early.

In the large black array, which everyone thought was absolutely impossible, a skull was placed on the ground among the countless black fragments mixed in, unaffected by the suction of the fragments.

The skull is exactly the absence of delusion.

He squinted, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Sure enough, as the woman expected, is it a four-elephant array? This is also your last resort, right?

Below him, through the depths of the soil, time seemed to stand still. Whether it was the ghost cultivators who were originally used by Zhuohua as the eyes of the array, or the demons who later sneaked into the ground, or the many earth spirit root disciples who followed up, they were all buried in the soil layer silently.

They closed their eyes tightly, and remained motionless in a posture of formation, attack, or chase. It wasn't until Wuyu's not-so-loud command was issued that the leading snatching demon evoked a smile that was exactly the same as Wuyu's, and slowly moved his fingers.

The thirteen demons that had successfully dived into the ground resumed their actions one by one as if they had awakened one after another. With a cruel smile, they slowly let go of the hand that had been holding the white-clothed ghost Xiu, and muttered, "Wake up...... Wake up ......"

Thirty-six white-clothed ghost cultivators, including Yin Chen, slowly opened their eyes, and the entire eye socket was pitch black, and they couldn't see their pupils clearly. The deep black gradually spread out of their eyes, staining the white immortal robe of Heavenly Power that had been conjured up on their bodies. In just a few moments, the thirty-six were no different from the black ghosts.

The demons watched with satisfaction as their companions increased, and each led three ghost cultivators to sneak underground. Yin Chen and the others followed behind them like puppets, without the slightest expression.

In the end, only the leading ghost demon remained in place, and he looked at the many Earth Spirit Root disciples around him who were still in a static state, tilting his head in thought. Ultimately. Maybe he thought these little bugs were still of some use, so he didn't choose to make a move.

The final action is for all the remaining demons to set up a summoning formation. What they want to summon is the Gate!

The space here is extremely unstable, and it is the best place for the formation of the boundary gate. Add to that the sacrifice of all their demons, and that's even more with half the effort. What's more, there are also the original ghost cultivators, as well as these earth spirit root disciples who were sent to the door as sacrifices.

In any case, it is impossible to fail!

Today is the day they will be free! As long as they have some of their bodies left when the gate is formed, their freedom will be theirs!

On the ground, the four elephant arrays that had just taken shape suddenly bulged outwards as if they had been stretched out.

Nangong Wufang's face changed, and he hurriedly took out three immortal crystals and threw them at the other three formations, "Uncle Mo, go on!"

Mo Qingshan's face darkened, and there were still people manipulating these spatial cracks in the big array! At such a young age, he had seen someone who was not afraid of death, and it was the first time he had seen someone who didn't want to live like this! (To be continued.) )