Death Beast Bone Totem Pole Out!

Polluted by this extremely evil filth, the tip of the godless sword trembled violently!

Looking back, the master who still can't overwhelm Abu Yuyan in momentum, and look at the battle line of the Dead God Peak, which is about to be completely disabled...... Looking back at his two junior disciples who had sword intent and sword strength in their bodies, Lian Zimao's eyes gushed out with continuous red blood and tears.

This battle must be won!

The East Spirit cannot be destroyed!

"I'm sorry...... You guys...... I'm sorry...... You guys. At this time, Lian Zimiao's voice was hoarse like a cold, chaotic and trembling.

But saying I'm sorry means that I have made a choice in my heart......

Never so weak, Lian Zimiao's hand holding the sword trembled wildly uncontrollably. The sword, which was obviously not heavy, kept slipping from his palm and falling to the ground with a sonorous sound, so he kept bending down to pick up the sword, bending his rickety backbone, which was unprecedentedly thin and fragile.

Time seemed to stand still in this sonorous sound of falling swords, like a rusted machine, never to run again.

Seeing Lian Zimiao like this, tears also welled up in Zimo's eyes.

"Senior brother, you have to take good care of Dongling!"

sighed slightly, and when Lian Zimao picked up the matching sword again, Ji Zimo pounced on himself and sent his dantian to the tip of Lian Zimao's sword.

"To be the god of war and return to the power of Dongling, I, very, honored, ......"

Holding Ji Zimo's body, he felt the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, and Lian Zimo cried bitterly.

The sword is haoran, and the heart is haoran.

No wonder such a blame Zimo, the master himself, can't go down to take the pill!

In his eyes, there was the clearest color and the cleanest kendo in the world.

Dan core and sword qi flew out from Ji Zimo's rapidly becoming cold body, and were summoned by the Divine Boundless, fusing with his figure and sword!

This is sword qi, the purest part of power.

Immediately made Shen Wujiang's body more condensed, the holy sword in his hand no longer trembled, and a dazzling light bloomed in an instant!

"Alas...... I'm a disciple. ”

Knowing what was happening behind him, a cold tear fell from Shen Wujiang's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

cried until he collapsed, Lian Zimiao never knew that he could be as fragile as a child like today. He gently put down Qi Zimo's body, and quickly sealed his shattered Danhai to stop bleeding with the spirit sealing technique.

And with his left hand, he also took Shicheng and Heman, who also lost the Dan core, but still had a breath on their chests, and sealed the three of them with their broken Qiankun two seals!

Knowing that there is no point in doing all this!

Once a monk loses the Dan core, it is worse than death, even if he hangs himself with a secret method, it is just after experiencing more terrible pain, he shrinks and dies miserably!

But at this time, Lian Zimao can't manage so much, because this is the last excuse he can convince himself!

Lian Zimiao's gaze turned to Cen Yuanqing again.

"Yuan Qing...... Yuanqing, don't be afraid. ”

"I will definitely travel all over the world to find a way to recondense the Dan Core for you, and Senior Brother will compensate you with my life...... I will compensate you with my life. ”

Even "He Man", who is a native of Beiyan, does not want to give up at this time.

There were so many tears on his face that he couldn't wipe them away, and Lian Zi walked towards Cen Yuanqing, whose face was like iron ash, trembling.

"Damn! What is this ice power? ”

No matter how hard he tried, the purple ring couldn't quickly dissolve the ice armor covering Xiao Congee's body!

There is no way, there are too many beast corpses on the battlefield, the wildfire is too strong, these powers are transformed into cold power, and the energy is equivalent to the power of the gods! With Zihuan's current cultivation, it is really difficult to reverse the trend of the nerd being sealed.