After he held the monster down, the monster struggled. Immediately after that, Nalan Feng Ember heard the sound of bones shattering.

The shattered body, the heavy damage to the soul, Nalan Feng Ember knew very well that he would not be able to save this monk no matter what. She could only watch as the monk used his last strength, at the cost of his soul, and with a bang, the monk's body exploded, and the monster's body exploded together, red blood, black liquid, turned into a staggered rain and fell on the snow-white ground...

Nalan Feng's fists became tighter and tighter, and she looked at her master: "This time, I can't listen to you. ”

The sound of the spell sounded from Nalan Feng's mouth, and the old man Xuanxue heard that it was the sound of the summoning, the old man Xuanxue knew her temper very well, and this time there was no obstruction, with Nalan Feng's voice getting louder and louder, and getting more and more urgent, the sound of phoenixes finally came from the sky, and a pair of phoenixes came towards the wind.

Nalan Feng Ember Transformation Spell, which means guard.

The phoenix hovered over the battlefield, and the golden light fell on the nameless mage. The wounded body began to heal, the battered soul began to recover, and the situation on the battlefield began to turn around at this moment.

Nalan Feng Ember knew how terrifying the Absolute Dust he was about to face, and he couldn't consume too much aura, so he had to use this method to protect and help these friends who were fighting for himself...

Nalan Feng Ember looked at the people in the formation with anxious eyes, when will the Heaven Destroying Evil Array be completed? I regret it, if I didn't use this formation, I could have done it faster, but without this formation, it seems that they have no chance of winning in the face of these perverted monsters of the Wing Clan.

Under the cover of the phoenix light, those monks still inevitably suffered casualties.

"Master, how long is it going for me to watch like this?" Nalan Feng Ember asked.

"Yes." Xuan Xue Lao spat out a word. Then he continued, "Here we are." As he spoke, the old man Xuan Xue lightly pointed his finger, and with his movements, the snowflakes gently slipped from his hair, and Nalan Feng saw along his fingers that a bright red tear slipped from the eyes of the fighting Arhat.

Is this from the compassion of the Buddha's heart for the world?

The battlefield finally began to boil at this moment, the monks in the battlefield began to change, Nalan Feng Ember saw that the bodies of Jing Si and Jing Hua around him began to tremble, Nalan Feng Ember knew that this battle at the cost of burning life had finally arrived.

In the gray sky, the golden streamers with the color of Buddhism flew all over the sky and fell on the bodies of the monks, instantly integrating into their bodies

Behind everyone appeared a small, faint, indistinct figure of King Kong.

"Ah" After gaining strength, the warriors began to shout, it was an outburst that had been suppressed for a long time, and the most violent collision began now

I don't know when the howling wind stopped, and all that was left in the sky was snowflakes falling.

The gray sky, mixed with strange reds, always felt like an imaginary hell, desolate, silent, lonely and a little cruel mixed in it.

Time passed so long under the cruel and fierce collision.

Sacrifice was inevitable, and the fallen warriors, the blood-stained corpses, and the healers who had been injured by the mystical arts, were still sitting cross-legged at the end, but the head that was as low as a slumber clearly told everyone that they had done their best.

Nalan Feng's grief became deeper and deeper, looking at the snowflakes sprinkled on the ocean, he felt that they were also crying, and gently and softly covered the warrior who fell to the ground with a layer of snow-white quilt.

The altar on the other side of the funeral has already begun to appear, and the sound of the more than a dozen cultivators chanting the mantra has reached the end, and under the mantra, there are streams of black energy that are rapidly converging.

"Resentment gathers. I see. Nalan Feng Ember muttered.

The blood on the battlefield is full of the anger of the battlefield, and the resentment and negative aura are combined, and those who are hit will become extremely crazy.

Nalan Xuyan on the side also understood, and couldn't help but sarcastically say: "It's really shameless to claim that you are a descendant of Chongming Bird in such an act. ”

The old man Xuan Xue on the side shook the snow-white robe on his body and took a step forward. Many cultivators behind him stood up one after another, "It's finally our turn." The qinqi, calligraphy and painting behind him also stood up.

Old Man Xuan Xue looked at Qinqi's calligraphy and painting and said, "Before the Heaven Destroying Evil Formation was formed, it was up to you to protect it. ”

"Don't worry." The leader of the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting responded.

The wind blew again, and the old man Xuan Xue squinted at the snowflakes that began to fall in the sky towards the north again, and whispered, "Girl, I'm going." ”

"Master." Nalan Feng's throat rolled, and he could only say such a sentence, this sentence Master, is a thousand words.

"Hahaha." He smiled, then looked at Nalan Fengshen, the love in his eyes returned, put his hand on her shoulder, and said, "My little girl has grown up, and the proudest thing in Master's life is to have such an imperial grandson and such an apprentice as you." ”

"Gone." He stuffed the wine bottle into Nalan Feng's hand: "Help me keep it, if I come back alive, our grandfather and grandson will get drunk." ”

Nalan Feng Ember held the wine jug and watched the old man Xuanxue walk away step by step.