Seeing Ji San's pounce like a mad tiger, with a raging blood flame burning on his body, the pear falling fairy also frowned slightly, and had to avoid his edge for a while.

And under the cover of Ji San, Chun Seventeen had two more clumsy jade bottles in his hands at some point, and the mouth of the bottle was pasted with yellowed rune paper.

This is the Blood Soul Sect's sealed jade bottle, relying on this jade bottle to collect the wild and untamable blood demon.

Originally, this sealing jade bottle was in Ji San's hands, but Chun Seventeen didn't know when he used the magic method of empty-handed to steal these two sealing jade bottles into his hands.

I saw a smile of conspiracy on her face, and she suddenly pulled out the corks of the two sealed jade bottles.

A powerful suction force came from the bottle, and the blood of the unjust ghost around Chun Seventeen was sucked into the bottle almost instantly, and a bloody figure also poked out of Ji San's body, and after struggling twice, he still couldn't resist the suction of the sealed jade bottle, and turned into a puff of blood smoke and floated in.

"Everyone, I'll go first, the green mountains don't change the green water, let's see you another day!"

With a burst of laughter, Chun Seventeen immediately plugged the cork, took the two sealing jade bottles into his arms, and then turned his body into a puff of green smoke and flew into the distance in an instant.

Fairy Liluo sneered, and was about to make a move, but he didn't expect Ji San, who had been robbed of his jade blood, to suddenly let out a roar of pain.

His body swelled instantly, and then not far in front of the pear falling fairy, it exploded violently, shooting out a rain of blood.

In order to block the aftermath of the explosion, Pear Fall Fairy had to draw a circle in front of him with his hand, and suddenly there was an invisible shield to block the blood rain that burst out of the sky.

However, being delayed like this, she also lost the opportunity to stop Chun Seventeen.

Fortunately, there was still Fang Feiyang, and a claw poked out from the air, and the "** Eight Desolate Void Claws" inherited from the predecessors of Luo Yishan, the son of the void, spanned a distance of hundreds of meters, and directly grabbed the green smoke.

Fang Feiyang vaguely felt that his fingers were touching some slippery things, and when he took it back, he found that there were traces of blood on his fingertips, and a cry full of hatred came from not far away: "Fang Feiyang, this revenge will not be avenged, and I will not be a man!"

And Chun Seventeen's figure didn't dare to stay after all, after leaving this cruel sentence. The puff of green smoke disappeared far into the distant sky.

And almost at the same time, the bodies of all the Heavenly Dao disciples present exploded into a cloud of blood mist, including Xia Twelve and Zheng Fourteen, who were seriously injured.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao have the prohibition set by the Dao Master in their bodies, and they never become prisoners. Once caught or unable to resist, it will explode into a puddle of flesh and blood, and will never expose the core secrets of the sect.

......

The originally noisy sea area has become silent at this moment, and those flesh and blood have fallen into the sea. It attracted a large group of sharks, swimming in the water, biting.

The fairy stood on the back of the giant tortoise, and the giant tortoise twisted its head and neck and roared at her, like a puppy playing at its master.

Seeing this scene, a gentle smile appeared on the face of the pear falling fairy, and she squatted down and patted the giant turtle on the back: "I haven't seen you for many years, you have grown so big?"

A thousand years have passed since she sealed herself in a lonely grave. Thousands of years ago, this pet turtle was the size of a room, but now it has grown into an island-like beast.

Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the sea has changed into mulberry fields, but some people are gone after all and can never come back.

The pear falling fairy sighed slightly, looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, and was speechless for a while.

She spoke suddenly, and hummed a desolate song softly:

"Wandering, frightened.

How many tossing and turning nights have been.

Sad, angry hearts,

Can you see those white heads sending black hair?"

......

There was infinite sadness in the voice of the pear falling fairy, which made Fang Feiyang's heart inexplicably carry a sad emotion. On the other hand, Ning Zui beside him, the first moment he heard these two lyrics, his body instantly straightened, and his face was full of solemn admiration.

Fang Feiyang subconsciously asked, "This song is ......?"

"Battle Song!" Ning Zui didn't look at Fang Feiyang, his eyes were fixed on the front, and he flattened his right hand. Placed on the left chest, this is a gesture of the highest respect to others in the spiritual world.

"This is the war song of the Alliance of Calamity, countless respectable predecessors sang this war song, fought with their own flesh and blood and the demon clan, and finally closed the space-time rift leading to the Demon Pole Continent and the Demon Luo Continent, in exchange for a thousand years of peace in the world. ”

Hearing him say this, Fang Feiyang's heart suddenly gave birth to infinite respect.

"When the wind that passes through the valley stirs up billowing smoke,

I want to clench the sword in my hand.

When the first rays of the sun shine through the dark clouds on the earth,

I would like to spill my blood on this green hill. ”

The singing voice of the pear falling fairy gradually became agitated, as if thousands of rivers were converging into the sea, and Fang Feiyang and Ning Jin's hearts also boiled, and countless ancestral warriors seemed to appear in front of them, stepping on the battlefield as if they were at home.

"For loved ones, for justice, for ideals!

Brother, dry this wine,

Together in the next life,

Go to the end of the world with a sword!"

When singing this, there was already a hint of crying in the tone of the pear falling fairy, and her voice was shaking, but the surging momentum in this song made Fang Feiyang and Ning drunk with goosebumps, and their hearts beat violently, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

And in the last sentence, the pear falling fairy took a deep breath and almost shouted out with a roar: "Fortune Alliance, charge!"

"Charge!"

"Charge ......"

On the boundless sea, these two words echoed repeatedly, and the whole world seemed to feel this tragic momentum, rolling thunder came from the sky, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and there was no wind and waves on the sea, setting off one wave after another.

Even Fang Feiyang and Ning Zui were infected, and the follower Pear Fall Fairy shouted loudly, "Charge!"

"Charge!"

"Charge ......"

It was a roar from the soul, a song that brought together the beliefs of countless heroic ancestors, and a group of people who changed the color of heaven and earth.

And this battle song has not been sung in the cultivation world for many, many years.

After a while, the voice of the pear falling fairy became lower and lower, and finally the aftermath lingered, while Fang Feiyang and Ning Zui were still immersed in the previous excitement and couldn't extricate themselves.

Fairy Liluo let out a long sigh, looked at Fang Feiyang, and said, "If you are his heir, then you should know this thing." ”

As she spoke, a milky white light flew out from above her head, converging into a strange pattern in mid-air.

Of course Fang Feiyang knew this pattern, and he had seen it more than once.

The Mark of Doom - a status symbol only available to the core members of the Cloud Tribulation Alliance. (To be continued.) Good as a book, read the home of the book!