The green tree stumbled back two steps.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even if she can't die of the innate spirit body, but Qingluo is the ghost king, and the ghost qi goes straight to the heart, if she doesn't have a heart, she will be half-crippled if she doesn't die at this time.

Qingluo's fingertips were still dripping blood, as if he was dissatisfied that he didn't kill her directly this time, he stretched out his hand towards her again, and an invisible resistance shrouded all around, like a silk net trapping Qingluo to death.

Only then did she realize that her self-righteous struggle was really ridiculous in Qingluo's eyes.

Also, no matter how much she cultivates a thousand miles a day, how can she compare to the young monarch of Dongze, who has been in the ghost ruins for 30,000 years, the Qingluo Ghost King?

No matter how unwilling Qingqi is, she understands at this time that she is afraid that she really can't escape.

She stared at Qingluo and bit her lip.

However, just as Qingluo's bloodied hand reached for Qingqi again, a figure blocked in front of her, allowing Qingluo's hand to pass through his chest.

"Ning Fengxu—"

Qingqi cried out in fear.

Ning Fengxu slowly turned his head and looked at Qingqi.

Since he came to the ghost state, the injuries on his body have not had time to heal for half a minute, originally came out of the illusion, he may have had a chance and recovered some strength, but after such a long time of fighting, he should have been exhausted.

But even so, he still tried his best to block the green tree again.

Blood spilled from the corners of Ning Fengxu's lips, and his body slowly fell down, his neck still stubbornly tilted up, looking in her direction.

The corners of his lips murmured two words,

"Qi, late ......"

Aoki's eyes widened.

Qi Wan.

He knows.

He recognized it.

He recognized her.

He had actually recognized her a long time ago.

So along the way, he was never willing to let go of her once, so when Qingluo gave him a moment of light before, he was not surprised to see her, and he didn't even say a word, because he knew it was her. So every step of the way, willingly.

Qing Qi subconsciously reached out to Ning Fengxu to grab it, but she was trapped, and her fingers only brushed his cuffs shallowly.

Ning Fengxu fell heavily at her feet.

Tears poured out of Qingjun's eyes.

That kind of hideous pain, I can't tell whether it is a wound or a spreading heartache, this scene seems to be in an illusion, overlapping in front of her from the light, and countless times in the past, Ning Fengxu overlapped in front of her again and again.

She couldn't save Ning Fengxu.

She couldn't save anyone in Ghost City.

Qing Tree looked up at Qing Luo.

Qingluo lowered his eyes to meet her gaze.

"Do you feel it? You can't save anyone, you can't save everyone behind you, you can only watch him die in front of you. You've been to Dongze in the ghost ruins fantasy realm, and you've also been to Yunhuang, isn't it beautiful? ”

"Do you know the ending?"

"Changyuan fell, Dongze turned into a scorched earth, and the cloud desolation no longer exists, this is the ghost ruins."

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, and the Xuanshuang Divine Monarch is also dead."

"My Father's ......"

"I don't know, but he didn't receive my Dragon Balls in the end."

The corners of Qingluo's lips raised a smile, "So you see, all of this is still necessary to exist, and it's all destroyed, isn't it good?" ”

"What are you struggling with?"

"Come with me and watch the Three Realms fall and all living beings return to the ghost ruins, isn't it?"

Qingluo walked towards Qingqi.

Pinching her chin, "I'll ask you one last time, and if you agree, I'll let you go." ”

The green tree has scarlet eyes, gnashing its teeth,

"I—No!" (End of chapter)