Chapter 59

In those open eyes, the coldness was filling, revealing the vastness that spanned thousands of spring and autumn. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew!"

The black robe "No Spring and Autumn" had no expressionless face, and between the black and blue pupils turning, mixed with a blow with abundant fist strength, without any stop, it was directly shaken out!

The white-robed young man did not flinch, facing the strongest lotus puppet in the entire mansion, the corners of his mouth slowly climbed a trace of mockery.

"Peng!"

A crash of energy rang out.

The white-robed young man suddenly stretched out his palm and firmly grabbed the punch that was ushered in, and the energy tide suddenly burst open.

Facing the lotus puppet that looked exactly like his own before his death, the white-robed young man smiled angrily, and the magic seal on his right palm bloomed wildly, and a force of absorption and rotation was suddenly generated, and the sleeve robe agitated, it actually took away the cultivation in the lotus puppet's body one by one.

The black-robed Wu Chunqiu wanted to withdraw his palm, but he couldn't get out of the control of the person in front of him at all.

He had no feelings, and he didn't understand why his cultivation was declining rapidly, and he wanted to withdraw his arm over and over again, but the majestic cultivation that could flow in his body was uncontrollable and gushing out, making his strength weaker and weaker.

After the white-robed young man had wiped out the cultivation that belonged to Wu Chunqiu, he let go of his palm, looked up and saw the stiff face, disgust appeared in his cold eyes, and a punch burst out, destroying the black-robed lotus puppet in front of him with one blow.

"What?!"

The beautiful woman above the void screamed in horror, and her delicate face was a little panicked.

Seeing that the master was unharmed, Wan Tun's old eyes showed relief, without the support of obsession, the old body finally couldn't resist, and in the whip of the lotus shadow in the sky, it turned into powder, and the blood shadow should also dissipate.

When the main body died, the gray-robed old man also fell weakly, leaned against the stone wall, closed his cloudy eyes, and showed relief.

"Ten Thousand Swallows ......"

Seeing this, the white-robed young man condensed his regret between his eyebrows, walked out step by step, and stepped on the black soil one after another.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a bell ringing, the black soil was agitated, and the white-robed figure walked towards the beautiful woman, unhurried and unhurried, as if every step taken was the way of arranging the formation.

In the blink of an eye, the space around the beautiful woman has been locked, and there is nowhere to escape.

The magic circle in the main hall has merged with the Hell Land, and the ubiquitous Hell Land Qi is emanating.

All things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing, and as the only place to restrain Tianlian, the Hell Land has completely devoured all the soul power around Tianlian, making it completely reduced to mortality.

Now, the development of things is completely out of Tianlian's control, and at this time, she is panicked and retreats step by step.

I don't know when, a phantom shadow of an ancient bell condensed in the hands of the white-robed young man, a faint talisman flickered, and a soul-stirring bell came out, as if accompanied by the chanting of Buddha sound.

"It's time to pay for the sins of the past......"

The beautiful woman screamed and retreated, her whole body was gone, her slender hands trembled, and she pointed at the white-robed youth.

"You, you are reluctant to kill me!"

The young man in the white robe looked at the beautiful woman in the sky with deep eyes, with a look of attachment, but he did not stop his pace.

"Ha, haha!"

The beautiful woman laughed sadly, and said madly: "However, the pseudo-prison soil you cultivated with the help of death qi is not enough to completely destroy me, as long as I still have a breath, I will have infinite time to regain my strength, and at that time, I will slaughter all the clans in the southeast region as well!"

The white-robed young man's figure paused imperceptibly.

A cold wind blew, and the white robe disappeared in place.

The beautiful woman was stunned, and suddenly her delicate body trembled violently, and she looked up.

Above his head, the shadow of a huge ancient bell was already shrouded, and the hazy mist was entangled, but inside the bell was like a black hole spinning, red tape runes were arranged, and a breath of imminent death came to his face.

The white-robed young man stared, raised his hand, and the roaring drums echoed, and the huge bell body turned and vibrated and slowly shrouded it.

"None!"

"Spring!"

"Autumn!"

Under the terrible and deafening screams of beautiful women, the ancient bells that are as majestic as mountains and rivers are buckled.

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

The young man had a sad face and a shaky figure.

The love of a strong man in the Earth Venerable Realm has gone through thousands of years and has been pulled down by himself.

Or rather, this is an unrequited love, a love that should not be generated.

“......”

The ginseng doll is also silent at this moment.

Everything was quiet, and the white-robed young man fell to his knees, stunned.

When he raised his head to take one last look at Tianlian, his eyes were fixed.

"It's ......"

Under the ancient bell, the vast aura was slow, and between the vibrations of the inner wall, between the erodation of dead air, a small and delicate golden lotus flower was in it, quietly spinning, stable as a mountain.

Golden Lotus!

Only he knows that this is the essence of Tianlian!

Could it be that these hell soils, which are nourished by the bodies of dead people, can suppress the Heavenly Lotus, but they cannot completely destroy it.

The golden lotus was suspended in the ancient bell, and although it was eroded by the death qi and had the slightest crack, it still survived tenaciously.

Thousands of dead qi had been consumed at this moment, and they had become a little weak in the swallow.

This gave the small golden lotus a hint of rebound, and the red gold ripples spread out one after another, hitting the bell wall.

The white-robed young man had a solemn face, stepping into the void, his hands revealing gurgling soul power.

This ancient bell was condensed by his cultivation with all his strength, and it also included the cultivation extracted from the lotus puppet.

"Go!"

The white-robed young man shouted and poured out all the remaining soul power, making the shadow of the ancient bell even more condensed.

This is the final war, and both are the end of the crossbow.

Whoever can make it to the end will be the winner.

The white-robed young man's face was as pale as paper, sweat was like rain, and he was about to be unable to support it between his teeth.

If this body could be stronger, or if the cultivation he had drawn from the lotus golem could be more, he would have won the battle.

But it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and without the last help, he couldn't completely kill Tianlian.

The shadow of the ancient clock began to fade, and the dead air became thin.

Seeing that the golden lotus was about to rush out, it was a red light that flashed out of nowhere, penetrating into the ancient bell.

"......"

This mysterious power made the golden lotus suddenly hum, the lotus body trembled, and the fragments flew apart.

In the end, a painful woman's face faintly appeared on the golden lotus, and the entire golden lotus cracked apart and turned into nothingness.

The white-robed young man was unable to fall, and he stumbled behind before he fixed his figure.

“......”

As if he couldn't figure out the origin of the red mang just now, the white-robed young man looked towards the top of the hall thoughtfully.

"You...... What for?"

Above the mansion, Qingniu asked puzzled.

The man in the Taoist robe lowered his head with interest and did not speak.

"Lord Monroe told you to come to the Southeast Region not to make trouble, and you are going to make this again? If you go back and be locked up, I won't suffer with you. Qingniu complained.

Hearing this, the man in the Taoist robe straightened up solemnly, knocked down the head of the green cow, and put his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Shh