I saw Xuanyuan Changqing looking at Xuanyuan Hui with a painful face, and the spiritual power of the body protection around his body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was getting weaker and weaker, and it was obviously time for the spiritual power to be exhausted.

That look seemed to go back to when I was young.

Dependence and reliance on Master Xuanyuan Emblem.

After the catastrophe, when he was in trouble, Xuanyuan Changqing when he was young looked at Xuanyuan Hui with such eyes.

Helpless children are asking adults for help.

Xuanyuan Hui handed over a kind gaze to the three of them, without any superfluous movements: "You three come to the teacher's side!" ”

"Master ......"

Sima Hong's voice was full of tears, and his eyes were already wet with tears.

His body suddenly fell, falling towards thousands of barrage thorns.

"Hong'er!"

Xuanyuan Hui blurted out Sima Hong's nickname, and he flew to save him.

"Master ......"

Who knew that behind him, Song Yan's weak voice came again.

He was stunned for a moment, and two screams came to an abrupt end, coming from the trap below.

Sima Hong and Song Yan both fell into the trap, one with his back facing up and the other with his back facing the sky, and was pierced by dozens of just piercing on it, and after a while, a burst of green smoke rose, and they all turned into a pile of black soil.

"Hong'er, Yan'er-"

Xuanyuan Hui, who is more than 100 years old, is already grief-stricken, and old tears are rampant.

When he shouted, he flew towards Xuanyuan Changqing.

grabbed Xuanyuan Changqing, who was about to fall down from the overdraft, in time, and looked at the place where Sima Hong and Song Yan fell with a dead face, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was angry.

"Dugu Xuan, Ancestor, I want to kill you to avenge the two apprentices!"

Xuanyuan Hui gritted his teeth and scolded Dugu Xuan, who was watching the play upwards.

But in the midst of the killing array, he couldn't help himself, and he didn't even have a chance to touch Dugu Xuan's finger, let alone take revenge.

Dugu Xuan smiled, and didn't blink his eyelids: "In the eyes of the deity, you are all ants, not worth mentioning at all, Xuanyuan Hui, if you have the ability to kill me, you won't stand inside and talk to the deity!" ”

"You...... Slut! Xuanyuan Hui couldn't care about the demeanor of a grandmaster, and he was angry, and he wanted to scold and search for the words in his mind, before he thought of the word "slut".

In the eyes of outsiders, Xuanyuan Hui's solemn appearance on weekdays, and his sudden angry scolding, is another interesting scene.

Sima Hong died like this?

Yun Qian felt like he was dreaming, Sima Hong, the enemy who was framed by Tianlei Pavilion, actually died in the formation.

She can't tell what it feels like, refreshing? Bemoan?

None of them.

Sima Hong is just a pawn of Dugu Xuan, a lackey.

Yun Qian's grievances, in the final analysis, came from Dugu Xuan, not the lackey Sima Hong, where did the hatred come from?

Bemoan? What's more, there is one less villain like Sima Hong in the world, and it is already good if Yun Qian does not clap his hands and say that he is happy.

"You want to save them?" Rong Zheng found that Yun Qian was looking at Xuanyuan Hui's master and apprentice, trying to figure out Yun Qian's thoughts.

"You're wrong, it's good that the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion is destroyed!"

Yun Qian glanced at him noncommittally, and there was no next move.

Xuanyuan Hui protected Xuanyuan Changqing in the spiritual power cover, and the spiritual power consumed was even stronger, which also caused the time for Xuanyuan Hui's spiritual power to be exhausted a little earlier.

As if it were an accident, the master and apprentice would both fall and turn into scorched earth after a quarter of an hour.

"Spirit Lord, why don't they have any effect? The people of the other sects are almost dead! ”

He Yiming saw that the people of various sects fell into the trap one after another, and then were burned to ashes by the high temperature, but only Yun Qian and his party felt very unreasonable.

"Hmph, probably they have immortal weapons on their bodies, so they are not afraid of fireworks!"

Dugu Xuan saw that Yun Qian and the others were safe, but he didn't panic, and ordered a few words in Chaohe Yiming's ear.

When He Yiming heard this, his originally panicked expression instantly became full of confidence, and he left quietly with a dark smile.

"Master, your spiritual power is almost consumed, give up the disciple, it can be regarded as the last time the disciple will be filial piety to you!"

Xuanyuan Changqing looked at Xuanyuan Hui miserably and made a choice.

Although he was temporarily relieved, he soon found that Xuanyuan Hui's body was trembling and shaking.

Obviously, Xuanyuan Hui is also running out, but his willpower is struggling to support it.

But the hot temperature will only get higher and higher, and no matter how strong the willpower is, it will not be able to resist it.

"No, even if you die, I won't let you go again!"

Xuanyuan Hui closed his eyes and struggled to support his spiritual power.

Sima Hong and Song Yan's two apprentices were gone in front of his eyes, and as a master, he couldn't even protect his own disciples, which was the cruel fact that he couldn't accept.

Now there is only one Xuanyuan Changqing left, and it is impossible for Xuanyuan Hui to let go.

"Oops!" Although he was full of words, Xuanyuan Hui frowned, and found that the dantian was already in deficit, and he could no longer operate his spiritual power.

The body suddenly lost control and fell downward.

Xuanyuan Changqing lost the spiritual power of Xuanyuan Hui and fell faster.

"Changqing, ...... with you for the teacher"

Xuanyuan Hui smiled bitterly, he was relieved at this moment.

Manpower is limited, and many things cannot be resisted, so it is better to obey the destiny of heaven.

"Master......" Xuanyuan Changqing was also relieved, and at that moment, he showed a satisfied smile.

At least at the last moment of his life, when he is still accompanied by his dearest people, he doesn't feel afraid of anything.

Xuanyuan Changqing was engulfed in a trap, and then turned into a burst of fire and burned to scorched earth.

Xuanyuan Hui followed, he closed his eyes, and died.

But the next moment, his body was levitated, and the collar of his coat was lifted up, slowly rising.

The terrifying heat around disappeared in an instant.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears: "How could a Heavenly Dry Realm powerhouse fall so easily? I don't promise! ”

Xuanyuan Hui was stunned and turned his head to look at the other party.

I saw a mysterious smile on the corner of Yun Qian's mouth, evil and wonderful.

Meeting Xuanyuan Hui's empty eyes, Yun Qian said calmly: "I can only save one person, and I can only save you!" ”

Xuanyuan Hui closed his eyes, and two lines of tears rolled down.

These are the tears of a hundred-year-old monster, which you will never see on weekdays.

Yun Qian couldn't help but lean over to look.

But it is extremely moving, this tear carries a hundred years of vicissitudes of feelings, and it is not comparable to the tears of ordinary young people when they are willful.

"Hurry up and eat a Hui Yuan Dan!"

Yun Qian handed him the pill.

Xuanyuan Hui didn't answer, just stared blankly at the trap under his feet, where his three apprentices died.

There was no way, Yun Qian could only stuff the pill into his mouth, and said in a coercive tone: "Xuanyuan Hui, you listen to me, after breaking the formation later, I still need you to deal with them, you give me the medicine." ”

"What are you doing with this old stubborn? Do I still have to feed it after taking medicine? ”

Rong Zheng's face darkened, and he pulled Yun Qian's swing, Yun Qian was so active with people, and fed Xuanyuan Hui medicine? He couldn't stand it anymore......