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Rumble...

A palm force suddenly slashed down, and the ground in the canyon was suddenly torn apart by the terrifying source force.

As the source power surged, the rock collapsed, and a ravine more than ten meters deep appeared in front of him.

Looking at the faintly exposed colorful brilliance in the ravine, Dongmen Ningzhu's pretty face was full of trouble, and he gritted his teeth and slapped it down again.

Under this palm with all her strength, the source power surged, and the five-colored flower platform hidden in the ground was immediately shattered by her.

The moment the flower stand shattered, the space expanded and distorted, and a piece of gray gas like smoke immediately surged wildly, spreading towards the surroundings.

But Dongmen Ningzhu ignored this, twisted her delicate body slightly, and her figure immediately rushed in with an afterimage.

However, when she saw one of the scenes, her eyes that were originally full of worry were replaced by a shock.

Following her line of sight, in this smoky gray area, there were actually two huge spells enveloping the space of a hundred meters.

The two spells went up and down, but trapped the bewitching woman in it.

As the dark blue flames surged out, the bewitching woman immediately let out a terrible scream.

But the young man standing nearby had a hint of sarcasm on his face, and his eyes were cold, without the slightest pity.

"Why are you here?"

When the flower stand shattered, the space expanded, and the young man turned around and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Looking at the young man standing there with a pale face, Dongmen Ningzhu muttered to himself, and his eyes were gradually blurred by tears.

Unexpectedly, before she could cry, Shi Feiyu smiled at her, and her mind suddenly fell into a darkness, and her mind relaxed, and finally fell into a coma.

Rumble...

As he fell unconscious, the two runes immediately erupted with terrifying power, and they collided violently.

The flower soul trapped in it was suddenly crushed and shattered by the terrifying energy carried by the rune.

A majestic divine soul energy immediately surged wildly in the flames.

But before this majestic divine soul power could pour out, the two great runes quickly contracted with it, and then turned into two spells that were only the size of a fingernail and merged into Shi Feiyu's body.

At the same time, in the shattered light array, there was also a blood-colored light that returned to him.

With his arms stretched, at the moment when Shi Feiyu was about to fall, Dongmen Ningzhu hugged him tightly in his arms, and then began to look at it with frightened eyes.

After some inspection, Dongmen Ningzhu's face became more and more ugly.

At this moment, in Shi Feiyu's body, not only was the source power consumed hugely, but even the divine soul had become extremely weak.

Without the slightest delay, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Dongmen Ningzhu immediately took him into the air and flew straight to the sacred tree in the center of the island.

Shi Feiyu's current situation is precarious, if he can't find a suitable way, I'm afraid that the loss of cultivation is small, and it is unknown whether he can wake up.

And the only way that Dongmen Ningzhu can think of is to hand him over to the Divine Tree, presumably for the sake of Shi Feiyu's sacrificed himself to help, this Divine Tree will definitely not sit idly by.

As soon as he approached, a low whimper sounded from the huge trunk of the tree, which towered into the sky.

Hundreds of turquoise vines quickly fell from the sea of clouds, and then wrapped around them, carrying them into the canopy above the sea of clouds.

It wasn't until he watched Shi Feiyu being gently wrapped around the vines and put it in the center of Guangxuan, and the turquoise brilliance emerged one after another, seeping into his body, that Dongmen Ningzhu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The attitude of the tree soul is extremely clear, even if it loses its own vitality, it must ensure that Shi Feiyu is safe and sound.

Such a move made Dongmen Ningzhu feel grateful at the same time, but also sighed softly.

The Immortal Hall has been the guardian of the Divine Tree for many years, but no one has ever obtained such a relative Divine Tree.

And now, a teenager who they call an outsider has been recognized by the Divine Tree.

"Senior Sister Ning'er, Master...... I'm afraid Master won't be able to..."

Just when Dongmen Ningzhu was standing in the canopy of the tree and secretly worried about Shi Feiyu, a woman's voice suddenly fell on her like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky.

"What?"

Shocked in his heart, he turned around and looked at a disciple of the Hall of Eternal Life who was flying into the air, Dongmen Ning Zhu suddenly felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and his heart was full of misery.

This is really a wave of unsettled, I just found Shi Feiyu, and there was bad news from my master's side.

Recalling that his master did not hesitate to use his longevity secret to search for the whereabouts of Huatai, Dongmen Ningzhu's eyes were filled with despair.

As a saint of the Immortal Palace, she naturally understands what the longevity recipe represents better than outsiders.

This supreme technique is an unpassed secret of the hall masters of the past dynasties, if you don't have the Immortal Spirit Root as an aid, no matter how talented you are, you will be robbed of your vitality in just a few days.

On the contrary, if you can cultivate this kind of exercise, you will have an endless qi in your body.

And the cultivation of those who have cultivated the recipe for longevity will also reach a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Although before going to look for Shi Feiyu, Dongmen Ningzhu had already learned that his master had forcibly cast the Immortal Technique, he still did not expect this bad news to come so quickly.

At this moment, her mind was empty, as if she had lost everything in an instant.

"Senior sister..."

Seeing that she was still standing there, the disciple of the Hall of Eternal Life who came in the air couldn't help but remind, "Master is waiting for you, come with me..."

Waking up at dusk, the East Gate Ning Zhu did not hesitate at all, and immediately jumped down from the canopy, his body soared into the air, and swept straight towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

When she came here, she found that her master was still sitting in the center of the hall, but her beautiful face, which was originally radiant, was now like a centenarian, full of wrinkles.

The black hair on his head had already turned into silver threads, and the eldest grandson's eyes were lowered, and the glow in his pupils was getting darker and darker.

As if discovering her breath, he suddenly raised his eyes, stared at the person who was walking quickly to the main hall, raised his arm tremblingly, and said, "Condensation...... Ning'er ......"

"Master..."

Before she got close, Dongmen Ningzhu looked at her current appearance, so she suddenly cried bitterly, and knelt heavily on the ground: "It's the disciple's unfilial piety that made you become like this, the damned person is me, it's me..."

The eldest grandson sighed softly and beckoned her to come over.

When Dongmen Ningzhu knelt and crawled closer, she rubbed her fair face with her hand and smiled slightly: "Don't cry, don't blame yourself, all this is fate." Master will leave eventually, but you have to learn to be strong, and the Hall of Eternal Life cannot be without a saint, let alone someone at the helm. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly snorted, and a turquoise wooden hairpin was slowly forced out of her body.

The wooden hairpin was solemnly handed over to the East Gate Ning Zhu, but the eldest grandson's eyes were cast into the sky in the distance along the gate of the main hall, and his eyes gradually became confused: "Brother Guo, I am sorry for you, I hope we will continue in the next life...... Fate ......"

"Master......"

As the last word came out, the palm that groped his cheek suddenly drooped. And Dongmen Ningzhu also found that the vitality in her body was gone, and she raised her head violently and cried.

"Subordinates, see the master of the East Gate Palace..."

Several white-haired old women watched the eldest grandson Lian hand over the wooden hairpin representing the identity of the hall master to Dongmen Ningzhu before he died, but his eyes were full of tears, and he slowly knelt down.

"No...... No, I don't want to be the hall master, I just want the master to come back. ”

In the midst of crying, hearing the voices of several of their old women, Dongmen Ningzhu turned around sharply and shouted.

"This is the rule of the Immortal Hall for generations, and the person who passed down the Immortal Sword before the fall of the previous hall master will become the next hall master. ”

Several white-haired old women lowered their eyes and sighed.

As early as the moment when Eldest Sun Lian forcibly cast the Immortal Formula, they had already expected this result, but at that time, Eldest Sun Lian had already made up his mind, and no one could stop him.

"No, there must be some way to save Master's life, there must be somehow. ”

Shaking his head madly, Dongmen Ningzhu was unwilling to accept this fact.

As if she had suddenly thought of a way, she hurriedly stood up, picked up her master's body and walked out: "Lord Divine Tree has awakened, I will go and ask it to give it the Immortal Spirit Root now." ”

"It's useless..."

One of the white-haired old women sighed lightly, and said with a gloomy gaze: "If you take the spiritual root before your master casts the elixir of longevity, maybe she can still be saved, but now she ......."

The footsteps were abrupt, although he didn't want to believe this fact, Dongmen Ningzhu still understood in his heart that what she said was right, only by taking the spiritual root before cultivating the longevity recipe could the vitality in the body be kept alive and would not be cut off, not to mention that Changsun Lian did not cultivate immortality, but forcibly performed this supreme exercise.

Yes......

Raising his head and letting out a roar like a madman, Dongmen Ningzhu rushed out with his master's body in his arms.

And a few white-haired old women knelt there and shook their heads gently.

As the youngest of the previous generation of disciples, Eldest Sun Lian unfortunately fell when he was only in his forties.

After many years of getting along day and night, several old women have no less affection for this little sister than their master and apprentice, but they are over 100 years old, but they have long looked down on life and death.

Even if the little junior sister died today, in the hearts of several old women, just like what the eldest grandson said before she died, all this is fate.

This is a belief instilled in the Hall of Eternal Life for tens of thousands of years, and they firmly believe that even after the fall of the eldest grandson, the divine soul will remain on the island and continue to protect the sacred tree.

After this catastrophe, Changsheng Island fell into a heavy sadness, whether it was the white-haired old women who assisted the hall master above, or those young women with delicate faces, they all had no smiles on their faces.

A sad and heavy atmosphere enveloped them, and it also made everyone in the Hall of Eternal Life fall into depression.

More than half a month has passed, and this depression has not disappeared from them.

Half a month later, the eldest grandson Lian was buried, and Dongmen Ningzhu was also officially in charge of the Palace of Eternal Life in accordance with her last wishes.

There was no grand ceremony, and everything became insignificant under the fall of the eldest grandson.

The sun was setting, and the sea level was glowing with intoxicating waves, but at this moment, Dongmen Ningzhu stood in the canopy above the clouds, looked at the still unconscious boy, and sighed softly.

If there is anything for her to worry about now, I'm afraid it's only the young man lying in the light swirl.

"Feiyu, I don't know if you can hear it, Master is dead. ”

With a hint of choking in his voice, Dongmen Ningzhu looked at him distractedly, and muttered to himself: "Although Master used the Immortal Secret to save you, I don't blame you at all, I really don't blame you." If it weren't for your sacrifice, the Hall of Eternal Life would probably no longer exist. Before he died, Master said that it was all fate, but I don't know what to do next......"

Airplanes...

In the midst of the whispers, a majestic aura suddenly erupted from the light swirl. And Dongmen Ningzhu's eyes also regained a new look at this moment......

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