"Tell Zhan'er that he would rather live up to himself, rather die in the world than give up his family, our old way, I hope he won't go again!"

Lonely and lawless, his crystal white hair turned yellow, the black blood holes covered with silver robes on his body were constantly yearning for blood, and the war spirit spear in his hand was also dim. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior ......"

Jiang Xiaobai was shocked and wanted to step forward, but unexpectedly, a soft wind froze him in place.

"Countless years of suffering, today is finally coming to an end, there is no law without me, I never need mercy in my lonely home, there is no law in my heart, there is no law in my eyes, I follow my heart!"

The dragon-shaped jade talisman in Lonely Wutian's hand slowly melted, and the battle spirit fell on the battle spirit spear like a drop of ink.

Airplanes!

The War Spirit Spear roared and became even darker, and cracks were densely covered in the body of the gun, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

"Don't ask, don't delve into it, live well, keep living, these things, if you touch them, you will die!"

Lonely and selfless vicissitudes of life, staring at Jiang Xiaobai seriously.

"Good!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and agreed.

"Tell Zhan'er that if you are not in a desperate situation, you must not use the War Spirit Gun!"

"Hmm!"

"Let him live well, everything about the family, after the war spirit awakens, he will tell him!"

"Hmm!"

"I ...... I can't get a decent thing for you to give as a greeting gift!"

For the first time in his life, he lowered his head in shame, he was disrespectful to the sky, and in the face of a junior who had the grace of reinvention for the family, he couldn't take out anything, even a spiritual fruit, a drop of spiritual dew.

"Senior, I treat Xiao Zhan as a younger brother, no, I really don't need to, hehe......"

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes flashed with tears, and he waved his hands helplessly, wanting to turn around and flee with the war spirit gun in his hand.

"Hmph, I'm lonely and lawless, they do, how can I let you go back empty-handed!"

Lonely and cold, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and his withered hands kept changing, simple and mysterious.

"I'll repay you with the thousands of inheritances around this Heroic Soul Monument!"

Outside, countless white futons suddenly turned into streamers and shot towards the Heroic Soul Monument, flying quickly.

"The martial soul hasn't shown up yet, but when!"

Lonely and lawless.

Jiang Xiaobai felt his left eye tremble, and the spirit dragon jumped out, gradually turning into a purple figure, appearing outside, opening his mouth and swallowing towards the flying white futon.

"This ......"

He didn't understand what was going on, shouldn't it be a spirit dragon in the purple qi? Why did Lonely Wutian call it a martial soul, how could Lonely Wutian know that the martial soul was on him......

No one answered the doubts in his heart, and the white futons quickly became smaller, and they were sucked in by the figures turned into spiritual dragons, one by two, three ...... Densely packed with countless spirit dragon figures appeared in the blood-colored space, sitting cross-legged, standing, and skimming......

"Senior ......"

Jiang Xiaobai bowed with doubts.

"Don't ask, don't think, go if you want to walk, the martial soul won't harm you!"

Lonely and lawless, looking at the martial spirit, he showed a touch of remembrance.

"It turns out that you are also gone, is it really the so-called fate of Wei, so that our juniors have met again!"

Jiang Xiaobai struggled inwardly, did not speak again, stood quietly aside, put away the battle spirit gun, and looked at the martial soul curiously.

Suddenly!

Knock, knock, knock!

It was as if some giant beast was crashing into the blood-colored space, and it was deafening.

"Not good!"

Lonely and frightened, hideous thorns crawled out from under his feet, strangled him to death, and at the same time, countless thorns crawled out of the blood-colored space.

The martial spirit's figure flashed, shooting towards the lonely and lawless.

"Don't come here, you've experienced a new life, don't leave any breath!"

The martial soul's body stagnated, clenched his fists towards the lonely and lawless, turned back, and the speed of swallowing the futon suddenly accelerated.

"In a quarter of an hour, there will be the last touch of dawn in the underworld, and the sun will send you away, the future belongs to you!"

Lonely and lawless, when the martial soul finished sucking the last futon, Jiang Xiaobai and the martial soul were ejected from the Heroic Soul Monument, and at this time, the hideous thorns had already crawled all over the lonely and lawless body, and the entire blood-colored space was full of thorns.

The martial soul turned into an afterimage, flashed into Jiang Xiaobai's left eye, and turned into a spirit dragon again, sleeping in the purple qi.

"Xiaobai!"

Mo Qingxue exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Xiaobai faced the Heroic Soul Monument, bowed deeply, and the moment he raised his head, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were clear, and he hid everything in his heart.

"You guys?"

He looked at Mo Qingxue and the others in surprise, one by one exuding a powerful momentum, and there were flashes of spiritual light around him from time to time.

"Have you stepped into the Ming state of mind?"

"Hmm!"

Ye Changqing nodded a little gloomily, not knowing how to persuade Jiang Xiaobai.

Mo Qingxue's expression of surprise froze suddenly, because he found that the aura on Jiang Xiaobai's body was not enhanced in any way.

"What's going on? Why didn't you break through?"

Mo Qingxue's voice was a little nervous, which made the others look at it curiously.

"Sister Qingxue, Xiaobai is injured, there is a little problem with the soul of the sea of consciousness, and I can't break through to the Ming state of mind for the time being!"

Ye Changqing said thoughtfully.

"What? there's a problem with the soul consciousness sea, it's still a small problem, what the hell is going on, tell me in detail!"

Mo Qingxue forced Ye Changqing to look at her, Ye Changqing secretly glanced at Jiang Xiaobai, and saw that he was very calm, so he had to briefly say everything before.

Swish!

Mo Qingxue looked at Shi Ziyan coldly, with a billowing aura all over her body.

There was a hazy mist floating around Shi Ziyan, looking at Mo Qingxue, frowning slightly.

"Sister Qingxue, my soul consciousness is not a big problem, it will be fine after a while, it will be a matter of time before I enter the Ming state of mind!"

Jiang Xiaobai tugged at Mo Qingxue's sleeve and said helplessly.

Mo Qingxue glared at Jiang Xiaobai fiercely, put away the edge she was exuding, and secretly swore in her heart.

"If you can't step into the Ming state of mind, I will kill Shi Ziyan with my own hands!"

Leng Yue was very happy, she heard the good news, and she was even happier than getting the inheritance.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, the entire ground trembled, and with a bang, the Heroic Soul Monument collapsed, and countless hideous black thorns rushed out madly, spewing out rolling demonic energy, wanting to demonize the blood-colored sky within a radius of several miles.

Thundered!

In the distance, the ground kept rising, as if something was about to emerge from the ground.

The proud sons were shocked in their hearts, even this last safe place was going to be demonized, even if they were created against the sky, what could they do, they were not going to be buried in the underworld, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts.

"Greetings to my king!"

"Greetings to my king!"

"Greetings to my king!"

......

Outside the blood-colored sky, where the demonic energy was permeated, there was a loud shout in unison, and the sound became louder and louder, and it spread farther and farther.

Click!

A city arched out of the ground, and the city was clean, white as jade, and faintly heard the song of the warbler coming from it.

Jiang Xiaobai looked straight at the city that was close at hand, and gradually, he saw a figure lying on the city wall, dragging his cheeks, frowning two slender eyebrows, looking into the distance not very happily.