Xu Yan's eyes widened: "You...... You put him ...... Kill him?"

"Otherwise, when the meat in your mouth arrives, you can still spit it out to others? Don't be sad, the meaning of such a guy is to serve as food for others. It's like a captive Zhu, when you grow up, you should be slaughtered. ”

"Tang Yan, what have you done?!" Xu Yan roared.

"Ann, la, don't get excited. You have been stimulated a little in the bone clan in the past two years, and your current love is very unstable, so it will be good if you calm down. ”

Xu Yan was panting heavily, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time. The punch was so sudden that it almost choked her.

"I'll take the bones off for you to keep first, and then I'll refine them for you when the relationship is stable?" Tang Yan whispered to Ren Tianbury as he spoke.

Without his instructions, Ren Tianfu had already sat cross-legged in the courtyard and stimulated the ghost vein, and the paper figure behind him was silently resurrected, his eyes were blood-red, his limbs were stiff, and he climbed in a strange posture and probed Xu Zhuanzhu.

"You ......"

"Shhhhhh ”

At this time, Xu Zhuanzhu's slightly tense body completely relaxed, completely paralyzed on the ground, and the last breath stuck in his throat slowly exhaled, and at the last moment of his life, he didn't know what had happened to him, and he didn't know who had killed him.

The chaotic consciousness is always stuck in the previous moment - a head-on sword!

"It's dead, it's hopeless. Tang Yan shrugged.

However, at this time, something strange happened.

After Xu Zhuanzhu's physical death, the first thing that came out was not the soul, but the ...... The sparkling light, like countless stars, floated out sparsely, and there were more and more of them, spreading to the surroundings and rising high into the sky.

Each point of light emits a misty halo, very light and agile.

Each point of light is like a living life, giving people a very unique feeling.

They float quietly and wander, blooming with the brilliance of the soul, dispelling the darkness in the courtyard and leisurely propping up a clear space.

"It's ...... Could it be the luck of the bone clan...... Is he really the son of fate of the bone clan??" Tang Yan was moved, looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, and raised his hand to curb everyone's movements, slowly retreated, and let Xu Zhuanzhu's body continue to evaporate with light.

Xu Yan and Ren Tianbury both looked at the scene in front of them in surprise, this is completely unreasonable, the body is dead, it should be the soul diffusion, why did such a strange light come out. And the light disperses more and more, thousands, then to a hundred thousand million, and it opens faster and faster.

They floated densely above the ghost town, converging into a vague outline, like a plant, and like some kind of animal.

It's hard to imagine that such a amount of light can be broken down in a single body.

They are not energy, not even real matter.

In a trance, these rays of light were like a microcosm of the millions of people of the Bone Clan, and this light in the sky was actually the people of the entire Bone Clan.

"What is this?" Xu Yan slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to touch these points of light, but they seemed to have no illusion, and it was difficult to really touch them, but looking at the shining light in front of her, she actually had an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.

And......

Gradually, there were some points of light approaching her fingertips, like light elves, about to fall on her fingertips.

Syllable!

Tang Yan grabbed Xu Yan and pushed her ten steps away: "Don't touch these things." ”

"Why?"

"I'd rather you not become an emperor in the future, rather than live and die with you. Tang Yan left a sentence and rose to the sky, his hands suddenly opened, gathering the light in the sky with the momentum of swallowing the whale, and tightly isolating them from spreading in the direction of Xu Yan.

These should be the so-called luck, absorbing the fortune of millions of people of the entire race, concentrating on one person, giving birth to its transcendent transformation and growth, and entrusting the fate of the entire race.

Now that Xu Zhuan is dead, his luck has dissipated, and he should return to heaven and earth.

Tang Yan will never allow Xu Yan to touch these things, let alone fantasize about shaping the second destiny of the bone clan, in his opinion, there is more than one way to become an emperor, he believes that Xu Yan has the ability to do this, and can rely on his own efforts to step into the emperor's path.

Since Xu Yan has not been tainted with luck, let her go on her own path.

Even if she will be much luckier after having luck, there will be more opportunities, and there will be all kinds of benefits, even if Xu Yan can't advance to the imperial road because of this, Tang Yan will not allow her to become a child of destiny, because he can't accept the-for-tat scene with Xu Yan, let alone poison his relatives.

The tide of luck and light spreads all over the sky, millions of giants, lying in the sky above the ghost city, the scene is magnificent and vast, like clouds covering the ghost city, sprinkling endless brilliance, opening a piece of light, making ten thousand ghosts cry and howl, the pain melts, making the Ren family uncomfortable, and retreating into the stone house.

The tide of luck is surging, converging, and it seems to be breaking free, and even the sky is vaguely abnormal, with the momentum of wind and thunder gathering, and the state of clouds and clouds.

Fortunately, Tang Yan did his best to control Hell and stop these natural scenes, otherwise he might have created some kind of terrifying momentum.

It is conceivable that if Xu Zhuanzhu is killed in the outside world, the scene will definitely shock the heavens and the earth, roar in all directions, and attract the attention of strong people everywhere.

Soon after, Xu Zhuanzhu had exhausted all his luck, his body returned to immersion, and the soul in his body floated weakly, muddy and dull.

"Don't ......" Xu Yan was about to speak, but the paper figure of Ren Tianbury had already pounced on it, integrated it into his body, and returned to Ren Tianburi's side.

Ren Tianfu meditated cross-legged and refined.

He will never let go of this opportunity, as a new saint, he needs this holy realm soul to nourish him too much, not only will he stabilize the realm, but also make his strength go to the next level, and the benefits are infinite.

As for Xu Yan's side......

She is not a stubborn person, and I believe that she should be relieved in the near future. As Tang Yan said, Xu Zhuanzhu will die sooner or later, if Tang Yan doesn't kill him, outsiders will also kill him.

Tang Yan gathered luck in the sky, forcibly controlled them, the light tide was sometimes turbulent, sometimes widespread, but there was no wildness, under Tang Yan's control quickly docile, and gradually formed a silhouette, which was roughly similar to the initial appearance, but larger, but not imaged.

Tang Yan felt vaguely familiar with this outline, but he couldn't remember the specific name.

But it doesn't matter, this opportunity is going to be decided.

"The luck of the bone clan belongs to me. ”

Tang Yan sat cross-legged in the air, inhaled deeply, and swallowed the light in the sky with the momentum of whale swallowing.

These luck rays never resisted, like a lake of accumulation found a flood outlet, and rushed towards Tang Yan's body. These dotted things seem harmless and agile, but once they rush into the body, they are like magma entering the body, and the terrifying pain suddenly explodes.

Tang Yan's whole body was tense and his face was distorted, but he gritted his teeth and forcibly endured it.

He didn't know what kind of benefits this kind of thing would bring to him, but he would definitely let himself appear sublimated buying, whether it was strength or bloodline.

Xu Yan stood in the courtyard, looking at Xu Zhuanzhu who was 'eaten' in a daze, and a complex feeling came to her heart, which made her mood very complicated.

But it is certain that this feeling is not a heartache, nor a resistance, but a kind of guilt.

Shame on Ye Lao, ashamed of the bone clan.

She didn't dare to imagine that after losing Xu Zhuanzhu's bone clan, there was still no belief in continuing to persevere, and if she lost Xu Zhuanzhu's bone clan, she would be able to go on firmly.

But......

She was powerless to stop it, it had happened.

She really didn't expect Tang Yan to kill if she said kill, so neatly and so directly and suddenly, obviously deliberately cut off her back road and not let herself have any more thoughts.

That's it, that's the fate of the Bone Clan.

Perhaps, at the moment when Xu Ye made his decision, on the day he left the Blood and Bone Forbidden Zone, he was already doomed to the future ups and downs of the Bone Clan.

Maybe it's really that he thinks too simply, even if there is Xu Zhuzhu's existence, the bone clan under the control of the spirit clan can't keep this belief, and it can't hold on for too long.

The only thing she can do is to let herself grow as much as she can, before the bone clan is completely destroyed, let the new bone clan rise strongly in the forsaken battle world, and before Xu Ye dies in battle, she will stand in front of him again, so that he can see new hope.

At that moment, it's worth it.

Qitian Continent.

In the war-torn northwest territory of the Xingluo Empire, a new Pure Land has taken root here.

Many monasteries such as the Dust Pavilion have sprung up one after another, and a huge group of monks has survived here, adapted to the new environment, and become more and more frustrated with the wind and rain of the Xingluo Empire, and even formed a monk army to help the empire defend against foreign enemies.

They have grown into an indispensable force in the Star Luo Empire, and the status of many monks in the hearts of the people has greatly increased, and people have a high attitude of respect for these saviors who 'send charcoal in the snow'.

Newly built Dust Edge Pavilion, Abyss Pavilion.

The "Lord of the Pure Land" is meditating in the meditation room, the treasure is solemn, silently murmuring, chanting Buddhist scriptures, turning the Buddha beads, the magnificent Buddha light fills the meditation room, a peaceful and tranquil state, a sea of immersion.

He was praying for the fortune of the country, praying for peace.

Suddenly, a small sound broke the silence, the Buddha line collapsed, the Buddha beads spilled, sparsely rebounded, rolled, and sprinkled all over the meditation room.

There are only a few left, remaining on the Buddha line.

The sick Rulai's right hand trembled slightly, and the Buddha thread floated down silently, falling on the robe, and the few remaining Buddha beads rolled to the side.

At this moment, the room seemed to be completely silent, and even the golden light dissipated in the dimness.

A long silence, a long silence.

He slowly opened his old eyes, his eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life looked at the Buddha beads on the ground in a distracted manner, and the depths of Gujing's waveless eyes shook a slight ripple.

Long...... Long......

After a long, long and depressing silence, he calmly picked up the Buddha thread, summoned all the Buddha beads, reconnected them, and chanted the Buddhist scriptures again.

He felt ripples in his heart and returned to immersion.

That is, if you plant the cause, you will get the effect, and you will be destined.

This day has finally come.

He may have made mistakes, but he has no complaints or regrets, waiting for the final storm to come.