"As a king, what you need is not crying," Don Quixote wiped away the tears that were materialized by his sea of consciousness, although in fact this was all fake, and pinched Char Jean's face by the way, "Tears can't help you wash away your guilt, although I don't know what happened to make you, a high-level mage, directly become a mage of the realm, or even higher, but I think you can use your power to reorganize the Char Empire and make it exist more healthily, so that you can be worthy of the soldiers who died for you!"

"Okay," Don Quixote smiled as he looked at Char Jean, who gave him a blank look, "I can already guess the first half of the story, although I can't believe it, but the second half of the episode is probably the ancestor has an accident." ”

Char Jean closed his eyes, took a light breath, and once again used the ability of memory sharing on Don Quixote, but this time, what Don Quixote saw was no longer Char Jean's perspective, but the soul of the ancestors, of course, through this, Don Quixote had vaguely guessed something.

In the Seven Star Pavilion outside the world, the soul of the ancestor was concentrating on the repairer Natal Yulin, but at this moment, an accident happened.

The Ancestral Soul itself is just a soul, and all its power actually comes from that Hengduan Mountain Range, of course, in the words of Char Donghai, it is all from the massive basic elements absorbed by the dragon vein, so it can be like a tireless engine, it can endlessly use the ability to divide the space, and replace it with an ordinary law god, even if it is an orthodox guy who fuses the godhead of the goddess of magic, it is absolutely impossible to open the ability to split the space twenty-four hours a day, you know, the spiritual energy is not a cabbage, ten yuan to buy a bunch.

Therefore, when the true life gate of the Ancestral Soul was discovered by Xiu Yi, in fact, his end was already doomed, at this time, in Don Quixote's perspective, the Seven Star Pavilion actually began to shake, and it was obvious that the Hengduan Mountain Range was suffering damage, causing the power of the Ancestral Soul to be like a faucet that was gradually being screwed on.

For some unknown reason, the Ancestral Soul did not go out to check why, or to stop this destruction, but sighed, and then followed its line of sight, Don Quixote saw that there was an extra tree in the Seven Star Pavilion, and the height had reached the top wall of the cave almost, which made him a little curious, it stands to reason that if there is something more in a place like the Seven Star Pavilion, it is possible to affect the operation of the formation, but it seems that he should have guessed wrong.

At this time, the figure of the soul of the ancestor has become flickering and dimming, obviously maintaining the crape myrtle true fire realm, and being wreaked havoc on the dragon veins outside, the consumption of the soul of the ancestor is huge, of course, Don Quixote is not aware of all this, what he knows is that there must be something wrong with the soul of the ancestor, and the biggest possibility is that the chain of maintaining power seems to be broken.

The Ancestral Soul gently tapped the trunk of the tree a few times, and after a faint green light, a beautiful woman who had nothing to say, it should be a pure-blood elf, appeared in front of Don Quixote's eyes, "Damn Char, why are you so stingy, you gave me such a little strength, so I can only"

Halfway through the words, the woman's complexion suddenly changed, "Bastard, who are you?"

"They found my life. ”

"What's the fate?"

The Ancestral Soul looked up at the True Fire Realm that had already cracked, "My soul's reliance is on that piece of natal jade, but my strength comes from the mountain range outside, I thought no one would know this secret, but I still underestimated them, of course, this may be because my father didn't put too much effort into perfecting this formation, after all, he didn't think he would die one day." ”

"The goddess of life, you mean they're destroying the mountains outside? What are you still grinding around here? I'll go out with you and kill those bastards!"

The Ancestral Soul shook his head, "That guy has an existence with a strength comparable to my father standing behind him, although it can't use more power than the Law God in the outside world, but it's still very easy to entangle me, a half-cripple, and you, a clone that has crossed almost the entire continent and projected here, the battle between the Law God, moving mountains and reclamation ah"

The soul of the ancestor did not continue, it is obvious that this ghost who has lived for more than a thousand years can't help but fall into despair, of course, there is no way to be forced into this desperate situation, who let this be the disadvantage of the dragon vein, there is no reason to be powerful, how can there be any inexplicable strength in the world without a price?

"If my other half of the clone can come back," after sighing, he continued, "Maybe I can still directly use the secret technique that my father left me, but in fact, in order to maintain this crape myrtle true fire realm, I am already extremely weak now, if I remove this crape myrtle true fire realm, I am afraid that before I can use that secret technique, my natal jade lin will be broken up, so I came to you to borrow some of my power."

"There's no other way?" Ivan seemed to be a little reluctant to accept this result, and leaned against the big tree behind him weakly, "I haven't gone out to fight yet!"

"Girl" for a thousand years, this man with the same soul, for the first time, took the initiative to touch the face of the woman opposite, in fact, there are some things Don Quixote has understood, a soul can not make any promises, even if it is strong to be invincible in the world, it is the same, "When the fate of death is irreversible, it is useless to cry, I would rather choose to die generously, at least I can retain a trace of dignity." ”

"It was Francis before, and now it's you, why, are you all leaving me?"

"Dear Ivan, if you talk to me for another ten seconds, I promise that this True Fire Realm will disappear. ”

"Huh~" The pure-blooded elf who was called Ewen by the Soul of the Ancestors nodded, "You remember, I will avenge you, definitely!"

"Bang!" In the perspective of the soul of the ancestors, the tall giant tree suddenly collapsed, and even the pure-blood elf turned into countless green particles, this scene made Don Quixo have the illusion that he was surrounded by fireflies in the sky, and the next moment all the green particles seemed to be driven by an invisible whirlpool, and frantically rushed towards the natal jade scales on the altar, gradually, the broken jade scales seemed to be like chocolate, melting.

The soul of the ancestor who watched all this suddenly said, "I have been loyal to my duty for a thousand years, and it is time to take a rest in the future," although the words sounded very chic, but Don Quixote could feel the loneliness, anyone can say beautiful words, but when it is really their turn to face death, anyone will have a trace of unwillingness.

In the end, the whole piece of natal jade scales was no longer a beautiful jade, but melted into a ball and turned into a liquid sphere, the sphere kept rotating, as if it was like a black hole devouring everything around it, the purple micro star in the sky, the seven-star lantern on the ground, and the flowing galaxy, and even the ancestral soul itself!

When Don Quixote saw the picture again, the Seven Star Pavilion was gone, and even the mountain was gone, leaving only a huge cave that looked like a meteorite impact, at this time, the perspective of the soul of the ancestors was from high to low, and the three figures were not far away, naturally including Xiuyi, the green light flashed, and Xiuyi seemed to be going to transfer away, but the next moment, the soul of the ancestors appeared next to Xiuyi, and the whole hand was directly inserted into the realm of another dimension, and Xiuyi's head was directly pinched and exploded, but his arm was also cut off by the realm of another dimension and completely left inside。

Don Quixote couldn't see the expression of the ancestral soul, but he could clearly feel it from the slight change in his gaze, this guy was laughing, "Whew!" The whole arm suddenly spread out and turned into a ball of purple fire, which burned Xiu Yi again, and it was in the realm of another dimension, so he went directly to Xiu Yi's soul.

The golden light of the Buddha could not destroy this purple fire, and then a huge atmosphere made Don Quixote have a palpitating powerful force burst out from Xiuyi's body, and the purple fire was instantly cleared, just when Don Quixote thought that the soul of the ancestors had returned in vain again, and only destroyed Xiuyi's carrier.

Another golden light, as if the golden light shot out of the sun pierced the realm of another dimension, the realm of the other dimension did not seem to have any reaction to this golden light, obviously its so-called isolation space has no effect at all, through the perspective of the soul of the ancestors, Don Quixote can clearly see that the golden light has not yet touched Xiuyi's soul, the soul seems to have vaporized a part, if it touches, it will definitely kill him directly, but unfortunately, a golden palm blocked in front of the golden light, and with a slight grip, the golden light disappeared without a trace, but at this time, the size of Xiuyi's soul ball has shrunk by nearly halfDon Quixote could even feel Huey wailing!

The golden palm did not pause, pinched a magic decision, and a golden lotus came out of thin air, like a bomb bursting out of ten thousand golden lights, when the golden light dissipated, where was Xiu Yi and the figure of the golden palm?

Don Quixote heard a sigh in a trance, "It's a pity to let it run away, but the secret method of this visitor from another world is a bit of a doorway, but it's you, it's a pity, hehe." ”

Very nice voice, like a female surname, but a little young, but can have such a coercion, even so that the Buddha did not even have the heart to resist, and through the sun to perform the secret method, don't think about it, it must be the sun god is unmistakable.

In fact, Don Quixote guessed correctly, a blonde woman, to be exact, a girl, because she was about the same size as Don Quixote's daughter, and she was wearing the same costume as the statue of the sun god in the Sun Temple, but it was much smaller, and the sun god who appeared in front of the ancestral soul looked up at the ancestral soul with only one arm left, "You don't look like him at all." ”

The Ancestral Soul shrugged his shoulders, "Goddess Hui, I am not my own child, may I ask, can I leave here?" As you can see, I don't have much time left, I want to go to see my king and explain what happened. ”

"There are two more on that side, don't you care?" the Ancestral Soul shook his head, "Time is not enough, I just gambled, it is so afraid of using the power of transgression, there must be a true god on that side who has been paying attention to it," said the Ancestral Soul chuckled twice, "The bet is right." ”

"Char Donghai is a Pigboy, you just have to say it again, and I can keep you from dying. ”

That's my father, and I hope the goddess will forgive me, but I can't do it. ”

"Get out!" The sun god, who was still smiling, instantly became extremely indifferent, in Don Quixote's opinion, even the Sichuan compatriots' face-changing stunt was not as fast as this, this kind of indifference made Don Quixote on the other end of the picture have some heart palpitations, but because of the existence of free will, this negative emotion disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!" The ensuing explosion startled Don Quixote, and both the old devil Gula and the blood demon Asama, and even its so-called undead blade, instantly turned to dust.

After the Ancestral Soul's gaze cut back, the sun god was gone, knowing that time was running out, he reached out and cut open the spatial crack, and when he saw the light again, he had already appeared on the ruins of Tianmu Town, at this time, only Char Qin and some of her remnants of her subordinates were left with tears on her face protected by the enchantment, and the blood demon Nophil who was lying on the ground but still breathing, but no one dared to approach. (To be continued.) )