Those immortals who had just arrived far away could still hurriedly escape the range of spiritual sucking, and those who got close could not move without exception, and could only watch their spiritual energy being sucked away by the strange rotating little horn.

The only thing that can be fortunate is that there are a lot of immortals here, in order to fight against the sea fall, the two factions of the mountains and seas are almost out, and the immortals who come to the East China Sea are not 100,000 but also 50,000, no matter how great Jiang Lifei's ability to absorb the spiritual energy is, it is impossible to absorb the spiritual energy of tens of thousands of immortals at once, it is this gap of relief, Sang Huajun, who was leaning on the front, suddenly found that the ball-like thing that wrapped Jiang Lifei and the two seemed to have become smaller, and the earth-shattering power was much more relaxed than before.

No matter how ignorant he was, he could perceive that the sea of thunder and fire once in five hundred years was inextricably linked to Jiang Lifei. Whether it was a punishment for her or a trial in the sky, the only thing that was certain was that she must not be allowed to die in front of her eyes like this, and even if she died, she could not die without a body in the sea of thunder and fire.

Although the record on the Spirit Tablet is novel and full of temptation, there is no explanation for the biggest mystery of Jiang Lifei's identity. They are a group of people who have been hungry and thirsty for hundreds of years, every time they are afraid of the seafall, and every time they are overwhelmed by the unknown power, Jiang Lifei's appearance is as attractive as the taste of meat, and the spiritual monument she left behind is a little soup, not only can not resist hunger and thirst and yearning, but makes the thirst more vigorous.

She had to be saved.

Sang Huajun said aloud: "Fellow Daoists, please come forward, don't dodge." ”

Jiang Lifei was absorbing aura, he actually told those immortals who had successfully escaped to come forward and kill themselves? Along the way, Sang Huajun, the founder of the academy, had always had an ambiguous attitude, and he refused to go all out even with the heads of the academy, Cuixuan Immortals endured until now, and could no longer hold back, and said angrily: "This is a mistake! In order to let the two overseas aliens live, do you want to let my fellow Daoists from all walks of life in Middle-earth die?!"

Sang Huajun didn't want to argue with him, and said: "You must have seen the Spirit Monument, this woman came from overseas, and she has a lot to do with the 500-year-old seafall, and she also has strange abilities. There is only one chance in front of her, and she must not be allowed to die or escape. Come forward, and when she escapes from the sea of thunder and fire, immediately capture her alive!"

Cui Xuan Immortal said calmly: "What if you can't be captured alive?

Sang Huajun said lightly: "If you can't capture it alive, there are thousands of immortals here, can't you still deal with a woman who was hit hard by the sea of thunder and fire?"

Cuixuan Immortal sneered, Sang Huajun finally glanced at him, and slowly shook his head: "Cuixuan Daoist, the vision is narrow, black and white, and cultivation may not be a good thing. (.la Marshmallow)"

Cui Xuan Immortal sneered: "What a narrow horizon, black and white! Could it be that you have all forgotten the tragic events of 500 years ago! You have forgotten, but I can't forget!

Sang Huajun sighed: "The weak eat the strong, it is justified. It is precisely for this reason that it is all the more important to understand the situation overseas, and if you turn yourself in a closed house, how different is it from a blind man walking at night? As the saying goes, if you know yourself and know that your opponent will win all battles, if you want to be ashamed, you will not succeed by killing two people who are dying overseas. Cuixuan Daoyou, do you understand?"

He didn't understand and didn't want to. But his "thoughts" were meaningless, and countless immortals from behind him rushed forward like a tide, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy suddenly became slow, enough for the immortals who couldn't move before.

But no one moved, and more immortals here were willing to step forward and let Jiang Lifei absorb the aura with curiosity and yearning for the unknown overseas, so as to ensure that she would not die on the spot.

The Cuixuan Immortal felt a wordless anger, and there was an indescribable exhaustion in the anger. Can't forget the comrades who died tragically at the hands of the Yaksha five hundred years ago, their blood is still hot, the wails still echo in their ears, and the shadow of the ravages of the Middle-earth Immortal family is still there, only he remembers?

The sea of thunder and fire gradually decreased, the blazing wind was no longer suffocating, and the dull thunder no longer overwhelmed their minds. Jiang Lifei is about to get out unharmed, right? It is even possible that he will be fed with good food and drink, and live for hundreds or thousands of years to fulfill the curiosity of these people.

The Cui Xuan Immortal turned around and flew away, although there were countless Middle Earth Immortal families here, it seemed that he was the only one fighting alone. Crossing the vast sea of people, he suddenly saw a white-clothed young man levitating in the distance, and he did not lean over like the others.

The boy didn't know what to look at, he had changed a lot, the panicked but still yearning for a better child when he first met, had become a knife that couldn't restrain and killed people indiscriminately, and maybe in the longer years to come, this blood-stained knife would be stained with more blood. Among them, there is also the effect of one hand of the Cui Xuan Immortal pushing inside.

Cui Xuan Immortal looked at his pale and indifferent face, and felt a sense of loss inexplicably in his heart, he couldn't tell the meaning of loss, he could only stand in a daze, listening to the thunder behind him gradually, getting smaller and smaller.

A steady stream of aura poured into Jiang Lifei's body, and the endless majestic aura turned into a trickle-like origin aura in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then slowly overflowed along the palm of his hand, releasing it on the snow-white aura net.

The Heavenly Thunder Flame tried to tear the aura net apart over and over again, and she also repaired it again and again without distraction. Lei Xiuyuan, who was covered in blood, was lying inside, the heavenly thunder almost chopped him to pieces, and one of his horns was also broken, she wanted to protect him.

How long has it been? an hour, a day, or just a moment?

Or maybe she was already dead, her body burned to ashes by the thunder and flames, and only a stubborn instinct remained. Everything in her sight was distorted, the endless pitch black, the suffocating blood red, and countless thunderbolts slashed down, like a dull drum, beating on every inch of her bones.

Li Fei could only see Lei Xiuyuan's face clearly, the mottled and deep lacerations on his face were slowly healing - it was because of the Origin Aura, as long as she was there, no matter how hard the Yaksha was hit, she would be able to stand up again. She is the supreme treasure and the bane that has cursed the entire Yaksha tribe and driven them insane.

Just now he said "not a curse", this is a clueless sentence, and she suddenly understands again.

He wanted to say, wasn't everything done for her because of a curse? She already knew, and the young man who only looked at her in his eyes, his face was always cold and haughty, and he protected her in his own way. How could that be the cause of the curse?

Lei Xiuyuan has been working hard for her, like a battle that can never be stopped, demons, immortals, natural dangers, and finally with himself. But his expression was not painful now, and there was even a hint of relief, and there was a little childish triumphant pride.

Was it worth it to defeat the Yaksha in him who was mad with the curse? Was it worth it for a woman like her, who was neither gentle nor considerate, and couldn't even say sweet words, that he chose to give up his life in that moment to protect her, and to trade death for the victory over the curse?

Why do you always say you're sorry? The one who minds the curse is himself, he loves or dominates, he wanders in this strange circle and can't get rid of it. But even if it's a curse, so what? It's good to be inseparable from her! Rob her, monopolize her, because he is Lei Xiuyuan, so she is willing to be him alone forever.

The flames were gnawing at the body, Li Fei quietly watched as pieces of snow-white broken skin fell into the black and red intertwined void, her hand quickly cracked in the sea of thunder and fire, the skin receded and collapsed like petals, revealing the flesh below, and soon new skin grew on the flesh and blood, and after a while, the newly grown skin cracked into pieces again.

Is she going to die? Instead of dying at the hands of the immortals of Middle-earth that she thought before, she actually died inexplicably in the sea of thunder and fire in this day.

I don't seem to be very sad in my heart, they all say that the cultivator's cultivation is to get rid of the cycle of life and death, but the boundary between life and death is too clear and strict, and the living will never know where the dead Huangquan is, and after the death of the master, he has never come to look for her in a dream, so can she see him after she dies? Will he wait for her, an unfilial disciple?

She failed to live up to Master's wishes, she failed to achieve anything great, but at least she erected the Spirit Monument, and she would make it indelible for the painstaking efforts that Master had worked so hard to leave behind. When people in the future see this monument and see the records on it, they will have more understanding of overseas, and will they become less afraid?

The body was very hot, the inside seemed to be constantly cracking, Li Fei couldn't feel the pain anymore, the sound of the thunder went down, and gradually disappeared, and the terrible power of the sea of fire slowly declined, they seemed to have transferred to her body and continued to wreak havoc, destroying her body from the inside.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth became clear and vast, the sea of thunder and fire disappeared in an instant, and Li Fei hugged Lei Xiuyuan, who was densely wrapped in the aura net, and fell straight down the abyss from mid-air. The whirling horns flew out like lightning, growing larger, holding the two of them up, and continuing to fly overseas without stopping.

Where would the immortals who had already prepared let her escape like this, the sea of thunder and fire was exhausted by her, even if she had great ability, and she didn't die for a while, she would definitely be seriously injured and endangered, and the power to absorb the aura was getting weaker and weaker, and it was not difficult to capture her.

The head of Gui Yuan struggled to run out of his dust, and the tens of thousands of soft silks opened like flowers again, easily enveloping Jiang Lifei and the others who were flying unfast, and Sang Huajun followed closely with the technique of releasing the cage, and the five elements of aura formed a huge cage, locking the two of them together with the dust.

Li Fei only felt tired, groggy, and couldn't use any strength at all, as if every internal organ in his body was exploding, and every inch of bone was turning into pieces. Her hand was on the dust, she only inhaled a little aura and couldn't move anymore, she was paralyzed in the cage, and suddenly out of nowhere, she turned her body and pressed Lei Xiuyuan, just like he did before, this time she used her body to protect him.

The immortals were thundering with joy, and countless figures were swaying outside the cage, some laughing, some sighing, some puzzled and curious. The sky is clearing up day and night, the smell of the long-lost sea is coming with the wind, and the sea water of the East China Sea, which has been swallowed into the ruins, is about to return to its original position, which means that this seafall is almost completely over.

Unlike any previous seafall, this time, the seafall came quickly and quickly, and it went very quickly, and the casualties were very rare, plus it also caught Jiang Lifei and Lei Xiuyuan, which was simply overjoyed.

Li Fei's face leaned weakly against Lei Xiuyuan's chest, his heartbeat was intermittent, faint and almost inaudible. The waters of the East China Sea are rapidly returning to their positions, and the strong hurricane is driving the waves, and even the eyes of the people who blow them cannot open their eyes.

She gritted her teeth, and was about to use her spirit suck desperately, when she suddenly heard a familiar old voice in the distance roaring, "Get out of the way!"

The amazing sound was like a giant hand pushing hard, blowing the immortals around the cage upside down and flying out, the cage of the five elements of spiritual energy and the dust were shattered by the impact in an instant, Li Fei only felt a flower in front of him, and his body fell into a mass of rich and rich snow-white fur, and the angry voice of the sun exploded again above his head: "Useless things! Look how Lao Tzu kills them all!"

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