Just when the Blue Wolf King was about to taste the fruits of victory, because his strength was too weak, Nan Xiao, who had been ignored by it, rushed out.

Nan Xiao, who had no way to retreat, rushed to the forefront as if she had killed herself.

"Back off!"

At the last moment, Nan Xiao struggled to swing the golden knife and wind blade in the sky.

At the same time, the tide of Xuan Ice that had been spread out long ago suddenly surged forward, making the few gray wolves who had only dared to attack Nanxiao far away like they were in the ice cellar.

Nan Xiao did not perform the seven steps of indulgence again, but harnessed the rainbow, like a zipline, and went down the trend.

Before the gray wolf came to his senses, Nan Xiao had already rushed into the front of the blue wolf king and Xu Donglai.

seems to be brave and fearless, but in fact, Nan Xiao's heart is about to jump out.

She didn't expect that Xu Donglai, who had an extraordinary background, would be so weak in will, and he had cultivated in vain!

It's just that if Nanxiao didn't save Xu Donglai by herself, the Blue Wolf King would have no opponent......

When the time comes, the old hatred will be added to the new hatred, and I am afraid that I will never die well.

Nanxiao, who had no way out, had to sacrifice her life to help.

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Nan Xiao, a cultivator of the Shenqiao Realm who is an ordinary cultivator and does not have a special physique, and the wolf demon of the other side realm who has been accumulating the blood of the blue wolf for several years, are finally about to start a new round of collision.

The gap is just too big.

The mantis arm as a car seems to be a foregone conclusion.

The shadow of the god that can be regarded as a killer by the blue wolf king is naturally very powerful.

Even Xu Donglai, who was born in an unspeakable noble background and cultivated the Emperor's Sutra, was cut off from sight in ignorance.

A generation of Tianjiao was cut off from arrogance and fell into despair.

In order to prevent herself from stepping on Xu Donglai's back road, Nan Xiao closed her eyes in advance.

The shadow of the blue wolf king's god suddenly appeared in all directions, far more dangerous than Ruimang.

The strange supernatural powers that can attack the five senses of the cultivator are unguardable.

Even though the brave and resourceful Nan Xiao has closed her eyes, she is still cold and weightless.

Like on the edge of the abyss.

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A vague will kept questioning the meaning of life in Nan Xiao's ears.

With her eyes closed, she was as weak as an ant before that will.

It seems that an ancient god is whispering.

The night is darker.

"The meaning of life?"

"Spring flowers and autumn moons, mayflies and dreams."

"It's the end of the dream, and the loess is gone."

"If mortals die, why bother?"

"If you let go of your obsession, the rain will fall on the sea."

"Be brave into the abyss and become a part of the gods."

The whispers of the old gods grew grander and grander, making it impossible for Nan Xiao to avoid the fatal answer that went straight to the abyss.

Ahead is a broken road without daylight, and when you look back, you can only see the endless sea of suffering.

Nanxiao, who is helpless at this time, is an isolated island.

People are about to die, if they are lucky enough, they will go back to the light, and the bright moon will shine again at that time.

Suddenly, in the dark abyss of despair, Nan Xiao seemed to hear a crackling sound.

It's like there's a fire burning.

Nan Xiao looked back, and in the bitter sea, there was an island more.

Above it was a ruined temple that was about to collapse.

In the dilapidated temple where the cold wind blows, there are still two children nested in the corner.

One man and one woman.

Cloaked in patchy mattresses, two children snuggled up to the fire, rubbing their hands together to make a fire.

As if sensing that the predicament was being concretized, they stubbornly raised their heads and shouted in unison towards the goose feather snow outside the temple: "I don't." ”

The two islands snapped together with a shout.

Immediately after that, a new island appeared.

Straight into the world.

A busy market is lively and jubilant.

The little girl who looked at the hot shepherd's cabbage buns in the steaming drawer had a dirty face.

A slightly older boy with a blue nose and swollen face released his fist and took out the two copper coins he was holding in a sweat.

But the little girl who was being protected shook her head and pointed to the pharmacy next to her, wanting him to buy medicine to treat her injuries.

"I don't."

The boy bought the bun with the only copper money left, and wanted the little girl to eat it.

The little girl took it with tears in her eyes, raised her hand again, and choked softly towards another isolated island: "I don't." ”

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Time is the line, and the story is the rope.

Bronze masks and rings were created, played, separated......

In the same ruined temple, the old man let out a long roar and killed himself.

On the 10,000-step Shu Road, which is difficult to climb to the sky, the girl worked hard to move forward.

The moss outside the school hall was prosperous and withered, and the white-clothed Taoist boy who was abused resolutely left.

Nine years of nurturing Qi and hiding the front, once Naruto, won the March Silence Food.

On the island that followed, there was a dark "underground" chamber.

The glow does not illuminate the path of nine deaths and one life.

The girl exhausted everything she had, and put it to death and was born.

The butcher's nails were used by her to cut through the sea of suffering, but the violence was effective.

The girl who has been denied by countless people finally sees the wheel of life on the verge of collapse, and a step to the bridge.

Although she is considered a strong person, there is still a fire burning in the girl's heart.

So in the ring competition,-for-tat, and took the gamble......

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In the endless abyss, which can be regarded as a promising future, in the whispering of the ancient gods, the people in the stories of the past are still fighting.

They said, "I don't."

Voices that were immature or steady, crisp or deep sounded one after another, overshadowing the winter fire in the broken temple in childhood.

The experience of the past is like a ray of light, chiseled into the endless abyss.

Islands are not alone.

has been hanging on for a lifetime, and has long been walking on thin ice.

In the abyss, Nan Xiao's consciousness is towards the sun, and he is not afraid of the whispers and bewitchment of the ancient gods in his ears.

She said, "I don't. ”

The Old God was dumbfounded.

Consciousness returns, and the earth is at your feet.

The wind blows.

Nan Xiao opened her eyes suddenly.

Because she was born in the wilderness.

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In the gap of time, Nan Xiao broke through the whispers of the ancient gods and returned to reality.

All the feelings in her subconscious were temporarily pressed by her in the middle of the battle.

Nan Xiao has never been a person who is sad about spring and autumn.

They don't sing the praises of suffering.

She did it for her because she worked hard enough.

She only needed to know that she had regained her sight, and that the strange secret power of the Shadow of the Gods was enough for her.

In this case, Nan Xiao knows it.

I just need to treat the shadow of the god as an ordinary sword!

Stubbornly raising his already sore arm, Nan Xiao used twelve points of strength to block the shadow blade that was about to be slashed with his sword.

"Sonorous!"

The Sikong Sword collided with the Shadow Blade of the Blue Wolf King, and the flames were shining.

The splashing sparks set the dry weeds on fire, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Ahh It hurts, it hurts! ”

Because he was under the battle, Xu Donglai's neck was poured into a large number of Mars.

The extreme pain made Xu Donglai, who had lost his fighting spirit and sat in despair, temporarily regain his senses.

He wailed repeatedly, his immature but powerful voice, and the thick despair of wetness was slashed for three points.

can cry so loudly, at least it means that Xu Donglai is not in danger of life.

The boulder in Nan Xiao's heart was slightly lightened, but the oppression from the Blue Wolf King in front of her made her unable to relax for half a minute.

"Titicaca!"

The sturdiness and sharp strength of the Shadow Blade made the Sikong Long Sword in Nan Xiao's hand shatter rapidly.

After the frost-colored outer mass was shattered, the sword-shaped rough blank refined by the meteorite was still resisting.

"Xu Donglai! If you don't work hard, you'll die! ”

Nan Xiao gritted her teeth and insisted, leaning her body obliquely, exerting strength on her back, desperately resisting the shadow of the god that was about to fall.

"Sister Nan, hold on, I'm coming!"

Xu Donglai, who had finally regained his fighting spirit, felt the suppressed anger in Nan Xiao's words, and hurriedly took out several jade bottles from the sachet he carried.

With a shock of one hand, the bottle body shattered instantly, and dozens of elixirs the size of fingernails lay in the air.

Xu Donglai opened his mouth and sucked it, like a river cow drinking water, and swallowed all those pills.

The effect of those elixirs was extraordinary, and it was only for a moment, Xu Donglai's whole body glowed, especially those eyes, which were simply shining.

"I can finally see it!"

Xu Donglai, who finally saw the light of day again, laughed at first, but I don't know what he thought, the laughter quickly weakened, his delicate brows furrowed, and he sighed mournfully: "I was forced to turn on the magic power of the feather body, and I am afraid that my path will become narrower and narrower in the future." ”

Xu Donglai's muttering was not small, and the loss and gloom in his words were shown on his depressed face.

In the interval between the confrontation with the blue wolf shadow blade, Nan Xiao glanced back and saw that Xu Donglai was so honest that he was still hesitating.

Nan Xiao, who is usually quite indifferent, could no longer control the anger in her heart at this time, and scolded in a deep voice: "What are you hesitating about? ”

If it were in normal times, Nan Xiao would never do this.

But now the situation is special, she felt that the key to winning was Xu Donglai, who had an extraordinary background, so she desperately created a fighter.

The result?

Xu Donglai was still hesitating!

You know, there are fifteen gray wolves eyeing you not far away!

Those wind blades and golden knives in the air may fall in the next moment!

Nan Xiao shouted angrily, "If you don't make a move, I'll kill you first!" ”

Xu Donglai smiled embarrassedly, his expression returned to firmness, and said, "Sister Nan is domineering!" Then I can't hide it anymore! ”

As soon as the words fell, purple qi came from the east and flew into the sea of Xu Donglai's navel.

Xu Donglai no longer knelt down, stood up slowly, and waved his hand quite dashing to dust off the animal skin.

A pair of clear fox eyes, even more so than the distant sun.

really has a bit of a noble rich son's bearing.

Another cyan feather rippled out with the slight ripple of the bitter sea, seemingly slow, but in fact fast.

The next moment when they got the gaze of the two and sixteen evil wolves, the cyan feather met the purple qi from the east, and the wind rose.

Xu Donglai's teeth trembled, with his current physical body and cultivation, it was still too difficult to perform the killing moves in the Feather Emperor Sutra.

However, he also knew that if he continued to waterproof, he might really capsize in the gutter.

Thinking of this, Xu Donglai endured the pain, and the printing method on his hands was endless.

In an instant, another purple ptarmigan emerged from that feather.

The appearance of the Thunderbird resembles that of the legendary phoenix, but it is not auspicious, and its body is only surrounded by purple light.

When waving its wings, there are bursts of thunder between the square inches of the ptarmigan.

The purple qi came from the east and waved its wings with the thunderbird, directly dimming the shadow of the blue wolf king's god.

All things have a life, and the shadow will also disappear.

As long as you have direct light and it is bright enough.

The purple qi from the east made the power of Xu Donglai's feathered spirit skyrocket, and it was really like the scorching sun in the sky, sweeping away all darkness.

Under the strong illumination of the Thunderbird, the Wolf King's supernatural powers have nowhere to hide.

The Blade of Shadow has lost its night fangs and is about to dissipate.

Nan Xiao suddenly felt that his pressure was much less, and the Sikong Long Sword, which was still crumbling, suddenly had a sharp edge blooming.