Flying snow hurricanes, flying sand and rocks, and even the dark clouds scattered in the sky are all pressed towards Jin Yuanbai, and after a while, the pale black cracks on Jin Yuanbai's body gradually turned to crimson, and at the same time, there was a faint scarlet mist, and the heaven and earth were consuming the most fundamental blood of Jin Yuanbai, and Jin Yuanbai at this moment was like a porcelain doll full of cracks, as if it would be completely shattered and turned into fragments all over the ground with a light touch.

"Break it for me!" Jin Yuanbai shouted, and the circulation speed of the heaven and earth aura that was constantly pressed around him gradually slowed down, and at the same time, the red cracks on Jin Yuanbai's whole body were gradually occupied by the golden light, and the ink shadow was the toughest.

"I'm coming." Luan Mancang stepped into a step and suddenly rose up, and in an instant he was already at the same height as Jin Yuanbai, Luan Mancang didn't talk nonsense, he held an ax in each of his left and right hands and struggled to close it in the middle, and in an instant, the rainbow appeared, and the two axes were reunited.

At the same time, a phantom twenty or thirty feet tall appeared behind Luan Mancang, and the phantom held a huge axe to open the mountain, opened his posture and swept towards Jin Yuan's white head three inches away. As this axe fell, countless flying snow hurricanes, flying sand and stones seemed to lose their original goals, and instantly became disordered, directly throwing Jin Yuanbai and Luan Mancang out.

This axe is heavy on the spirit but not gravity, it was originally Luan Mancang's killing move to kill people and souls during the battle, but now it is equivalent to cutting off the wrestling between Jin Yuanbai and heaven and earth, and hiding him, it is equivalent to throwing a boulder into the turbulent river and fishing Jin Yuanbai, a broken dam, ashore, of course, forcibly urging this move in such a short period of time and cutting off the wrestling between Jin Yuanbai and the aura of heaven and earth.

"The devil isn't dead yet, let's kill him first." Jin Yuanbai forcibly stabilized his body in the chaotic wind and snow rubble, and swallowed the blood that had reached his throat again, this fight was too aggrieved, like a master of exquisite chess skills to set up a wonderful chess game to besiege and kill a child, it should have been a trivial matter of ease and pleasure, which Cheng thought that the child actually flew directly off the table and kicked him in the face, so that he couldn't lose anymore.

Luan Mancang looked at the direction where Jing Feiyu fell, and saw that he had already rushed out of the snow, and limped towards the direction of Chu Shishan River, only to let go of a piece, and also hurriedly flew in the direction of the devil's fall.

Luan Mancang took out a mutton fat jade bottle from his arms, poured out two pills from it and stuffed them into his mouth, and threw the rest to Jin Yuanbai in front of him. Just when Luan Mancang just took out a plaster in his arms and wanted to throw it to Jing Feiyu, Jin Yuanbai had already reached the snow pit.

"Be careful, there is still a trap......" Before Luan Mancang could speak, he saw Jin Yuanbai, who had already approached the demon and fell a hundred meters into the snow pit, frantically grabbed a snowflake from the air, and then turned into a snow-white spear and smashed it in the direction of Chushi's mountain and river. g

The spear is like autumn rain, and the cold wind sweeps the south of the Yangtze River.

As the silver-white spear rained down, the snow was instantly blown to pieces, revealing a withered yellow mud.

It was only when the figure of Chu Shishanhe was completely exposed in the snow cave that had been expanded to a diameter of tens of meters that Jin Yuanbai stopped the spear in his hand.

"Dead?" Seeing that Jin Yuanbai stopped Luan Mancang before he dared to come up, and looked into the snow cave in the air, Chu Shishanhe had no reaction now.

Sou!

A sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a silver light pierced directly into Chu Shishanhe's back, and the three inches long of the knife were all submerged in the body, and only the knife handle was left outside.

"Dead." Jing Fei, who forcibly dragged his injured leg to catch the wind, said affirmatively.

Hearing Jing Feiyu's affirmative reply, Luan Mancang breathed a sigh of relief, but still said cautiously, "This devil is really weird, let's go directly."

Before Luan Mancang's words fell, Jin Yuanbai had already entered the snow pit, he stood next to Chu Shishanhe, and gently kicked Chu Shishanhe's calf a few times with his foot, and saw that he didn't react

"Master Chu, Shanhe, you are indeed a good opponent, rest assured that your name will not be annihilated in the long river of time, I will take your wings and put them in the most conspicuous position in the dark room, to always remind me that I can't commit this kind of stupidity again

mistakes."

Just when Jin Yuanbai squatted down and stretched out his hand to lift Chu Shishanhe's back, suddenly a fierce man with two feet flew out towards the rear.

And in front of him was the face that was already dead and could not die again.

Chu Shi mountains and rivers! So possible!

Jin Yuanbai's heart is full of endless panic at the moment, and his golden body is not broken? What bullshit is not broken, it is just that it has not yet reached the critical point of the broken golden body, but why can a demon be resurrected again and again, immortal and indestructible, immortal and indestructible, real demonic disaster! Is that ridiculous reason true? It's impossible, but why can't the devil be killed?

"Kill!" Chu Shishanhe, who was less than three feet away from Jin Yuanbai, coldly complained about a word in his mouth, and Chu Shishanhe's chest seemed to hear an order, and instantly shot out a rainbow light and stabbed towards Jin Yuanbai's chest.

This distance was too close, too sudden, Jin Yuanbai didn't have any chance to react for a while, so he could only let the flying sword pass through his chest.

It was a razor-sharp sword qi that quickly dissipated in the wind after piercing Jin Yuanbai's chest.

With two snorts, two streams of blood splashed out from Chu Shishanhe's back, which should be the reason why the blood couldn't stop breathing, and the two splashed blood quickly lost its strength and fell downward.

And the one holding those two knives was Jing Feiyu, who was also seriously injured.

"Let's go." Jing Feiyu abandoned Chu Shishanhe, picked up Jin Yuanbai, who was already unconscious, and flew out and left this battlefield.

Chu Shi Shanhe slowly fell, and his sharp gaze slowly dispersed, at this moment Chu Shi Shanhe could clearly feel that the power of his body was passing rapidly, he seemed to fall into endless darkness, and everything in the past at this moment flashed quickly in Chu Shishanhe's eyes, and it was very clear quickly.

In this life, there have been pride, frustration, bohemianism, and grievances, but now everything is no longer important, hatred and resentment are not worth mentioning, and now only the thatched hut, the old man, and the woman can really not let go...... It's the reluctance of the world to them.

People are born with a fear of death, but when they truly recognize it, death is no longer worth fearing.

As Chu Shishanhe smashed to the ground, the last bit of luster in his eyes completely dissipated, and at this moment, Chu Shishanhe merged with the withered yellow earth and disappeared into darkness.