The surging waves rolled, and outside the entire Xuanwu City, everything was torn apart.

Mora's face was distorted, and his flesh and blood were bombarded with indescribable force.

Under this wave of destruction, he could no longer stand on his feet, until the ancient mark on his forehead appeared, and a crack appeared.

The shadow of death loomed over him, and in a panic, the mark Huo Ran detached from his forehead and galloped wildly into the distance.

The deity abandoned its place, its pupils lost all luster, and slowly fell.

The pain and despair in Moro's heart are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Back then, his body collapsed when he was beaten by the head of Shushan, and only the natal mark escaped.

Now dormant for thousands of years, with the efforts of the Night King, he finally reunited his body and awakened his spirit.

But outside the Xuanwu City of the Great Yan God Dynasty, his body was torn apart again!

But this time, he didn't even know who the other party was.

The unfolding of that power is very terrifying, and if you hesitate for a moment, the natal mark will be destroyed.

Looking back, a shudder rose in Moro's heart.

Suddenly, he saw that the place where the Night King had fallen was empty.

"Running faster than Lao Tzu!" Moro cursed.

And seeing that the bloody body under the face of the sky had moved again, he didn't dare to delay at all, and galloped wildly.

Following the unfolding of such a scene, the Fire Ghost King in the distance looked straight and his heart roared.

When the form of the demon changed, a very terrifying force erupted, almost wanting to collapse the world of the sea of blood.

He saw Chen Yu's power, which was restricted and difficult to release more.

While he was worrying, Chen Yu finally shattered Mo Luo's body.

King Shura and King Nine Netherworld glanced at each other, unable to hide the shock in each other's eyes.

After all, they had fought against Moro and knew how powerful this was, and Moro didn't take it seriously at all when dealing with them.

And Gu Tianhan, Deacon Bai and others, seeing Mo Luo fleeing, directly collapsed to the ground, covered in cold sweat.

"Win, Dayan is saved!"

The sense of urgency that his life hung by a thread was released at this moment.

Gu Tianhan gasped for breath, his eyes showed gratitude, it felt so good to be alive.

The sea of blood fluctuated in the sky, and soon there were signs of dissipation, until the cold wind blew and Chen Yu's power dissipated like smoke.

The spirit card fluctuated back to normal, and the spell twisted again and returned to its original appearance.

The Fire Ghost King galloped over, and when he held it in his hand, he only felt a little frightened.

didn't slack off, and handed it directly to Chen Luoli.

Chen Luoli took the spirit card, hugged it in his arms, closed his eyes, hugged each other deeply, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, Dad."

This sentence of thanks is not only in front of the eyes, but also contains ten years of feelings.

Because Chen Luoli has already understood that it is not the first time that his father and demons have fought to the death today.

In the usual ten years, it was staged almost every day, but she didn't see it.

The peaceful life she thought was actually her father lying in a coffin, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

The Fire Ghost King watched silently and did not bother.

In the dark, Chen Luoli also seemed to feel that there was a big hand, exuding warm fluctuations, and gently rested on her head.

"Daddy......"

Chen Luoli muttered, suddenly thinking about it, being able to really embrace her father.

Blowing along the breeze, on the ruined and dilapidated ground, stood Chen Luoli's figure, slightly lonely.

……

In the distance, outside the borders of the Great Yan Dynasty.

His body paused in mid-air, and Lan Xuejing, who didn't dare to move, suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

She wiped it away blankly, and crystal tears were clearly visible.

"I, why am I crying?"

Lan Xuejing was a little dazed, and immediately after that, he felt Chen Yu's emotional ups and downs in the depths of his heart.

The cold killing intent was gone......

All his emotions can affect him.

Lan Xuejing understood something, his expression was complicated, and then he turned around and continued to rush towards the Great Yan Divine Dynasty.

For ten years, Chen Yu was lying in the coffin, and Chen Luoli grew up with the help of neighbors.

No matter what, as a father, he has guilt.

Lan Xuejing felt a lot of emotions, including missing Chen Luoli.

She was silent, and kept galloping, at this speed, she would be able to return to the Great Yan God Dynasty in about ten days.

But on the seventh day, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

His clothes were torn, his expression was panicked, and there were extremely obvious blood marks from his forehead to his feet.

It's as if the original body was split open, and then it stuck back on.

Qi and blood were disordered, and he was seriously injured, stumbling all the way.

Lan Xuejing frowned, and when the distance was close, she saw the person's face clearly, and her body couldn't help but stiffen, and a wisp of chill rushed in.

At the same time, the Night King also saw Lan Xuejing, and his body was also stiff in place.

The two eyes face each other, and the air seems to freeze.

It's a weird picture, but it's real.

When Lan Xuejing's hairs stood up, a long rainbow suddenly broke through the sky from afar.

The white clouds dispersed, and the sword pointed at the Night King, Huo Ran had a majestic true yuan revealed, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, and it turned into a huge dragon body under the condensation!

The stegosaurus swirled and circled, bringing up a sharp edge, causing the Night King's pupils to condense, and he immediately flicked his sleeves and bombarded.

The two forces collide, causing huge ripples to collide.

Lan Xuejing's body hurriedly retreated, and when he looked back, he saw a white-clothed figure, striding in the air.

The appearance is mediocre, but the aura is profound, and there is a positive air in every gesture.

With his index and middle fingers combined, he controlled the huge stegosaurus and continued to bombard the Night King.

And the Night King had just escaped from the Great Yan Divine Dynasty a few days ago, and he was seriously injured, and at this moment, he encountered such a fierce stegosaurus, and he was completely invincible.

His figure continued to recede, and his face changed.

In a short time, the stegosaurus broke his defenses, and the cold light was wanton, and in an instant, he was covered in scaly wounds and blood spilled.

The man in white took this opportunity to flick his sleeves and open his palm, opening and closing with ancient lines.

"Sleeve print?"

Lan Xuejing was slightly stunned.

The imprint erupted, but the scale was unprecedentedly large, even higher than the cultivation of the Gu Tianhan Master.

When the Night King was unwilling to struggle, he was directly taken in.

The man in white looked solemn, and he cast several spells one after another to deepen the power of the seal.

"Such a strong demon, if he wasn't seriously injured, I'm afraid it would be a vicious fight." He muttered to himself, and looked at Lan Xuejing again in a blink of an eye.

Then he arched his hand and said: "Gu Chang'an, the eldest disciple of Xia Shu Mountain, has seen the girl, I heard the girl's meaning before, do you know our Shushan sleeve seal?" ”

Lan Xuejing looked at the man in white, and really didn't expect that on the way, he met the disciples of Shushan who came to support.

"Lan Xuejing, the demon suppressor of the Great Yan God Dynasty, has seen Senior Gu." She did the same.

When the words fell, Gu Changan hurriedly replied: "You're welcome, I was ordered by my master to come to rescue Dayan, I don't know what the situation is now?" ”

Lan Xuejing looked at his palm, and stopped talking.

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