When Hua Qianjun had the power of the wolf spirit lord, the strength of the whole person also changed by leaps and bounds, and even the power of his attack, even Geng Liqiu felt a kind of horror.

For Hua Qianjun finally took away the power of the wolf spirit lord, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds again.

When the overall situation was reversed, and all the forces of the new department were concentrated on Hua Qianjun, the people of the new department were at a loss for a while, and the people of the old department also had a sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

"Why is it that this time, I feel that the people of the new ministry have not been defeated? The power of the Thousand Jun Lord Elder seems to have the power to destroy the heavens and the sun!"

When a person from the old ministry said this, many people didn't think that this sentence was scaring people.

The divine power emanating from Lord Qianjun's body at this moment almost felt the air fluctuate, and then a sound resounded through the Cangwu Mountain Peak.

"Roar!"

"Killed... Kill them all... You're all going to die..."

When Hua Qianjun was almost in a state of madness, the twelve saints stopped one after another, but in the face of this almost crazy lord of the twelve clans.

Yuncha was the first to be repulsed, and even Qianyue, who used the power of Qianyue, was invincible, and after the shock retreated, he also showed a look of jealousy.

"It's as if he has an explosive in his body that explodes at any moment, and that power is so mixed with so much power that we can't even get close!"

The butterfly moved with ten fingers, and ten eyes appeared on it, and when a dark force made a move, the gods of the ten-fingered spirit clan were stronger.

"Bang!"

Still smashed by Hua Qianjun's fist, the butterfly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were sharp: "It's really strong!"

"Let me come!"

Ruoshui directly picked up the cannon on his back, pulled the trigger, and a strong impact rushed out from the muzzle, and the strong force directly hit Hua Qianjun.

"Boom!"

The gunpowder exploded, and a puff of dust splashed, just when Ruoshui thought that this cannon would definitely cause injuries to Hua Qianjun.

"Whew!"

A figure was so fast, one hand reached out like an eagle's claw, grabbed Ruoshui's neck and leaked a mocking tone.

"Yellow-haired girl, you want to kill me... Ridiculous!"

If the water suddenly suffocated, and then a sense of death came, just as she thought she would die in front of this person.

"Bang-"

A bright light flashed in front of her, and then a knife directly cut off the man's arm, and she had to calm down.

It was Geng Liqiu who saved himself.

A knife is invincible, hunting in clothes, when he looks at Hua Qianjun with a knife, he falls into Ruoshui's eyes, like a god...

"Phew... Damn it, why did you strike now, I was going to die just now!"

Ruoshui shouted dissatisfiedly, and Geng Liqiu also let her spit splash, and he also clenched the long knife at a critical time and saved it.

"I was wrong, this time I'll pay attention, hurry up..."

In the face of his attack, cutting off an arm, Hua Qianjun was furious.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Jing Dao Liqiu snorted coldly: "What? Will we be merciful when I kill you?"

"We're here to help you."

The twelve saints came behind Liqiu, like the strongest backers, this lineup is really a beautiful scene of the twelve halls!

"Kill this person, I should be Hua Yin!"

A strong force came, Hua Yin also came to Geng Liqiu's right side, and then the power of the god lord was also condensed into a long sword.

Her white eyes were also resolute at the moment, and she thought of this in order to cut off the chaos of the twelve clans.

"Husband, Qianxue is with you... Fight!"

A woman in red with dragon snow, she looks pure and decisive, with one hand and one hand.

I am willing to accompany my husband to fight...

Geng Liqiu looked at Qianxue, and he seriously saw a sense of anticipation, a feeling of fighting side by side.

Let the snow fall in the world, and I will accompany you in red to fight Qingfeng!

Geng Liqiu smiled,

This time... It's a big war!

It is also an opportunity to fight side by side, he looked at Hua Yin, looked back at the twelve saints behind him, and finally made a trip to southern Xinjiang, I thought about myself... No regrets.

"Good!"

"Let's fight!"

The twelve saintesses each showed their own strength, and the twelve different powers were on the top of the green peak, and the heaven and the earth were the same color.

Fighting spirit!

The fighting spirit is rolling!

Resounded through the twelve halls, resounded through Cangwu Mountain, resounded through the twelve tribes...

Today.

It will be the ultimate battle of the twelve clans, and it will also be a battle for the gods to come down to understand the twelve clans, and it will be a battle for King Kuang of Damingjing to help southern Xinjiang! qs

After today...

There will only be one god lord among the twelve tribes.

Geng Liqiu slashed the wolf spirit lord.

Hua Qianjun was finally shattered and finally stubborn, if he stubbornly chose his own path at the beginning, in fact, he made a mistake from the beginning.

One wrong step, one wrong step...

In the end, he will not become the god lord of the twelve tribes, and he is doomed to failure.

Pray to the Lord of the Gods after death!

Will he be forgiven in the end, he who fell into a pool of blood is destined to go the wrong way.

The power of the wolf spirit is gone.

And Geng Liqiu and they also tried their best, and finally fell down in front of the twelve halls one by one.

The people of the new ministry and the people of the old ministry are taking down, everything is waiting for the final handling of the god lord, and with Hua Yin after the First World War.

At this moment, Di Renqiu hurriedly ran over and helped Hua Yin.

found that her eyes were colorless, and when she called out to her, Hua Yin couldn't hear anything.

"Brother, it seems that Hua Yin is destined to be here, and the Lord of the Gods has completely dissipated!"

"It's a pity that I can't accompany you and marry you!"

Hua Yin regretfully revealed a weak tone, and Geng Liqiu and the others suddenly realized something, and they all gathered around.

When he saw Hua Yin's appearance at this moment, he was also shocked and speechless, because Hua Yin did not fully inherit the power of the god lord in the end.

Hurt three sleeps...

Eventually, the senses of sight, hearing, and smell all disappeared at this moment, and even the power of the divine lord was eventually exhausted.

She...

I'm going to die!

For such a result, Geng Liqiu couldn't remain calm and clasped his hands.

If it weren't for Qianxue's hand holding him, I'm afraid his fingertips would have been inserted into his palm.

For Hua Yin, he has always regarded him as his sister, and after Di Renqiu told Hua Yin that he failed, he once believed that he would definitely recover in this later period.

But Hua Yin's state...

Since she appeared, she has become weaker and weaker, and even her vitality has been consumed with the power of the gods.

"She?"

"How did this happen?"

Ruoruo also felt wrong, and asked in a low voice.

"She? Going to die?"

"The power of the god lord is her life force, and the power of the god lord is consumed, and her life force is also consumed!"

Butterfly's indifferent expression, she didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation when she saw this scene, but this sentence was also doomed to the end of the god lord.

The others were also stunned, maybe this final ending, the twelve clans are healthy...

But the Lord of the Gods has disappeared.

Each of them used one of their own emotions, but at this time, Di Renqiu completely cried into tears, and only held Hua Yin's pale hand.

Looking at her...

"Hua Yin, you won't die... You won't die... You're not going to die..."

He was crying, he was soaking wet from crying.

In this world, the person who is most reluctant to lose Hua Yin will eventually cry and can't take care of himself, crying like a child.

Hua Yin can't hear or see.

But the throbbing in her heart is very real to feel the emotions of Di Ren's hatred, she is reluctant, the most important thing in her life

Person.

She's leaving him...

She doesn't like this feeling, she can be alone, whether she lives or dies...

It would never have made her so scared in her heart.

She felt the reluctance of Di Ren's hatred, that kind of heartfelt emotion, which made her too afraid that her departure would really hurt the person she cared about the most.

I'm afraid he'll be sad, I'm afraid he'll cry...

She stretched out her hand and stroked Di Renqiu's face, her lips were white, and her face was no longer colorless.

The warmth she felt with her outstretched hand gradually cooled...

In the end, she used her last strength, when the warmth of her last hand had not completely dissipated.

She said, "Brother, if there is an afterlife... I will marry you!"

"Make amends... I owe it in this life..."

The words came to an abrupt end

That familiar voice finally fell, and this voice would never be heard again in this world.

From then on...

There will never be a kind-hearted girl who is willing to love the world with joy.

She's gone...

She left completely...

Di Ren howled and cried, completely kneeling in front of Hua Yin and crying...

The twelve tribes knelt down one after another and shouted in unison:

"Send the soul of the gods to heaven!"

"Send the soul of the gods to heaven!"

"Send the soul of the gods to heaven!"

In front of the twelve halls, the sky suddenly became overcast and it rained heavily.

Heaven wails and rains heavily.

Wash the bloodstains of the twelve tribes all night, and completely wash away the blood-stained peaks of the twelve tribes.

After today.

There is no more compassionate god and spirit, and there is no good saint.

This land in the south of Xinjiang.

After all, return to the mortal, return to the bland...

When Geng Liqiu woke up from the bed, he had already left the Twelve Clans.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Qianxue beside him wiped away the sweat for him.

"Husband, are you okay?"

"What about them?"

Ling Qianxue said, "The Twelve Holy Maidens have already left, everyone has their own path, and they have all chosen very well."

"Di Renqiu buried Hua Yin, and he also left southern Xinjiang!"

"I heard him say that he wanted to go somewhere, far, far away, a place where he would not feel lonely!"

Hearing this, Geng Liqiu felt like a dream, and it seemed like a big dream.

Wake up today...

It's just time to sleep, and that doesn't seem to be the end.

There's a long way to go...

They still have a long way to go!

After Geng Liqiu eased up, he said to Qianxue seriously and solemnly:

"Let's go to Great Xia!"

Qianxue was soft, and her eyes smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go to Great Xia!"