Zhou Yuan's spatial barriers began to show signs of crumbling.

This is the inevitable repercussions of this battle. Xu Yourong and Nanke, their bloodline origin was too powerful, and at this time, the burning life was destroyed to the extreme, and the breath released had already surpassed the peak of the Tongyun Realm, reaching the upper limit allowed by the rules of Zhou Yuan.

Of course, Zhou Yuan will not destroy Miè, because the rules responsible for maintaining the operation of this world will directly destroy all the threats of Miè, that is, the existence of Xu Yourong and Nanke.

The weapons used in the Zhou Yuan world were those fragments of the shattered space barrier.

Those fragments of the space barrier left the night sky, turned into meteors, and bombarded towards the peak of Dusk Peak!

If Xu Yourong and Nanke don't stop fighting and continue to improve their aura, then they will definitely die, and they will be turned into powder by countless meteors along with this twilight valley!

They're going to die.

Nanke knew this very well, and when she stabbed the Southern Cross Sword at Xu Yourong earlier, it had already caused the space in Zhou Yuan to begin to distort, which made her finally confirm what the limit of Zhou Yuan's world could accommodate. What she has to do is to raise her strength realm to the limit, force Xu Yourong to rise to the limit at the same time, and then surpass the limit that Zhou Yuan can accommodate!

That's her tactics.

This represents her absolute fighting spirit!

Why did her teacher, the demon military master Hei Pao, who had no last resort, give her the heavy task of killing Xu Yourong? It was because Hei Pao knew very well that she was willing to die with Xu Yourong.

Her fate is determined because of Xu Yourong, so she invites the other party to go to the end of her fate together, rejoicing, because this means that she can also determine the fate of the other party.

Therefore, Xu Yourong will definitely die in Zhou Yuan tonight. Although the human girl definitely didn't want to accept it, there was no way. If she continued to burn the true blood of the Heavenly Phoenix, Zhou Yuan's world would rain down countless meteors, bringing death, and if she stopped, she would be killed by Nanke faster.

This is a battle of fate, this is a battle that cannot be escaped, the outcome of the battle has been predetermined, it is so sad and heart-wrenching.

No one seems to be able to change that.

But at the top of Dusk Peak, there has always been a bystander.

The old man who played the piano was silent, and at this point in watching the battle, he finally had no way to endure it anymore.

He was very sure that His Royal Highness Nanke's tactics must have been agreed by the black-robed adult, but he was also even more sure that His Majesty the Demon Lord had no idea about this matter.

He couldn't watch His Highness Nanke die in front of his eyes, because he didn't want to suffer the wrath of the Demon Lord afterwards, and he didn't want the remnants of the tribe who had survived so far in the old city of Snow to be beaten into the abyss by the anger of the Demon Lord, and they would be forever sunk and unable to turn over.

So his fingers landed on the strings and plucked a note very seriously.

Listening to this piano sound, a flash of anger flashed in Nanke's indifferent eyes, and after a while, he gradually returned to his usual indifference - this battle between her and Xu Yourong did not allow others to interfere. But at this time, all her spirit and will were in Xu Yourong's place, and there was no way to stop the old man who played the piano from helping her.

What you can't change, you can only accept.

What calmed her down was that there was something else that couldn't be changed tonight, that is, Xu Yourong would definitely die.

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The sound of the piano sounded softly, gently, and then it implied murder.

The sound of the piano entered his ears, Xu Yourong's face became even whiter, and countless turbulent waves were set off in the sea, and he almost couldn't hold the longbow of Gutong, so that Nanke's sword blade slashed into his body.

That elder from the Candle Yin Witch Tribe, the attack of her spiritual power was very powerful and terrifying, and her mind was going to be used to fight against the even more terrifying Nanke, but she was seriously injured by a blow!

A streak of blood slowly trickled down from the corner of her lips.

Unlike the blood that spilled from her fingers holding the longbow, this blood did not come from her will, and it was not the result of an active burning of life, the result of injury.

Her eyes were still quiet, her expression was still focused, she looked at Nanke quietly, she didn't even look at the old man who played the piano, her left hand rose through the night wind and fell into the night.

It's not that she can hurt the enemy in the invisible magical Dao technique from the air, she just clapped her hand into the night.

There was nothing in the night, what did she shoot?

The next moment, there was suddenly a black square plate in the night. The black square disk floated silently in the air beside her, as if it had been here all along, but no one noticed.

This is Xu Yourong's natal astrolabe.

Her left hand landed in the center of the natal chart.

There is no finger flick, and at such a moment, there is no time to deduce and calculate what his fate is.

All she has to do, and can do, is to try to take control of her own destiny.

She poured the majestic true yuan that she had silently accumulated for a long time and was ready to find an opportunity to give Nanke a fatal blow, and poured it into the horoscope of her life!

A dull sound!

This sound is very much like a gong, more like a broken gong, the sound is not good, a little dull.

But it's still loud.

This is the sound of the natal chart.

This is a strong voice from fate.

The wind at the top of the peak was blowing wildly, the life astrolabe was shining, and those star orbit lifelines that no one could understand except herself turned rapidly, turning into countless dizzying filaments of light.

The sound of the piano, which was like flowing water, was directly interrupted by the sound of this broken gong.

Several strings on the guqin snapped and disconnected.

The old man who played the piano turned pale, as if he had been hit hard, and vomited blood again and again.

Messing up fate and seriously injuring strong enemies, Xu Yourong's note seems to be an understatement, but it is actually unimaginably powerful, but she also paid a great price for it.

The childish voice of the southern guest rises again, and the southern cross sword is close to three points!

Xu Yourong's hand holding the longbow of the lone tong trembled violently, his eyes were still quiet, but they were no longer as bright as before, and they looked a little gloomy.

The most shocking thing was that the blood spilling from the corners of her lips became more and more abundant.

The old man who played the piano urged the extremely powerful divine sense, forcibly suppressed the heavy injury in the sea of consciousness, and instantly calmed the violent true yuan in the meridians, regardless of the injury, accompanied by a long roar, and shot again!

He floated away from the guqin, his hands fell directly on the top of Xu Yourong's head, and in the night, he saw his ten fingers glowing with a faint white light, as if there was no flesh and blood, only white bones remained.

After Xu Yourong's left hand slapped the Destiny Astrolabe and made that strong sound, he took advantage of the situation to hold a corner of the Destiny Astrolabe.

She didn't know what was strange about this witch elder's hands, and she thought that they must have been poisonous. She didn't think about it, and as soon as she flipped her wrist, she held the life astrolabe and smashed it head-on to the other party.

This smash seems simple, like a child fighting, but it is actually very simple.

This is the Heavenly Dao Academy's Linguang Sword, the last style.

The Heavenly Dao Academy's Linguang Sword is known for its speed and sharpness, and this last style is unimaginably fast, but because it is fast, it is extremely simple to look at.

Xu Yourong's Linguang Sword was better than any student of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

Her shot was faster than the last Linguang Sword of any student in the Heavenly Dao Academy.

It was so fast that the old man who played the piano couldn't avoid it.

A dull impact sounded, and the old man who played the piano couldn't avoid it, and directly used his hands to directly meet the life astrolabe in her hand, and instantly broke her finger and bones, retreating more than ten zhang in a row, and vomiting blood!

Xu Yourong was also shocked by this impact, and his eyes became even darker.

Nanke's eyes were still so indifferent, but they were brighter than ever.

The old man who played the piano failed miserably, but gave her the best chance to win tonight.

The innocent whistle resounded through the cliff again.

Nanke's figure suddenly blurred, the sword screen converged, and he ignored the more than ten Wu arrows, put his hands together, combined the Southern Cross sword into one, and stabbed at Xu Yourong!

Whoosh, swish, arrows piercing the night sky!

Puff, puff, puff, more than a dozen arrows shot deep into her body!

Nanke's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel pain at all.

Two extremely bright sword lights, like two galaxies, slashed towards Xu Yourong's face.

There was a grinding sound, and it was the sound of the bottom of the paulownia bow breaking through the cliff.

In the end, Kiribow failed to resist the power of the Southern Cross Sword and left the ground!

The longbow that leaves the ground is like a plane tree without roots, and it instantly withers.

The bright sword light broke through the bow and slashed at Xu Yourong's left chest, bursting out with a burst of blood!

Even though it had reached such an emergency juncture, Xu Yourong's eyes were still calm, and with a flip of his wrist, he held the longbow and swept Nanke's sword away, and swept backwards sharply. The white sacrificial robe was unfurled in the night wind, stained with blood, like a wounded white crane, still clean and dusty.

Where will Nanke give her a chance to leave, as she sweeps forward, she will be like a shadow.

The Tong Bow intersects with the Southern Cross Sword, slashing out countless turbulence in the night sky!

Nanke was covered in blood, but his eyes were brighter, and his hands left the hilt of his sword and poked forward like lightning!

Her fingertips glowed with a faint green glow!

The peacock has a tail feather, which is the most poisonous, sharpest, and fastest in the world.

This is the Peacock Feather, the real Peacock Feather!

Nanke's ten fingers were inserted into Xu Yourong's shoulders, deep into the bones!

Blood splattered everywhere, but the golden light seemed to have a lot of black marks!

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It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Xu Yourong has never been in such pain.

So she was angry, angry like never before.

The white robe was broken into countless pieces with a hissing sound.

Countless golden rays of light, following the direction of her fingers, struck Nanke's body.

A dull crashing sound, densely rang out.

Countless finger holes appeared on Nanke's body, and the blood kept gushing!

Peacocks have feathers.

The phoenix has feathers.

This is Xu Yourong's Wan Daoyu!

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All the cultivation has been carried out.

All the artifacts were used.

All life-saving skills were used.

All the true elements are consumed.

All the blood is running out.

This battle is so tragic, so absolute.

The summit of Dusk Valley was quiet, the smoke and dust between the cliffs gradually subsided, but the blood that had been spilled was still burning, and the blazing heat and cold were constantly blending and dissipating, and it was extremely bright.

Xu Yourong stood on the edge of the cliff, his face was slightly pale, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Nanke looked even more miserable, covered in wounds, and blood kept flowing.

But she won.

A clear whistle sounded endlessly on the top of Dusk Peak!

Her voice was so childish, yet so cold.

This roar is cold! proud! domineering! In the end, it actually gives people a feeling of madness!

It's a bit of a pity, but the most important thing is to win.

Although there is the help of the strong, death is the fairest judge of victory and defeat.

She and Xu Yourong have run out of oil, but the next moment, Xu Yourong will die.

Tonight, she finally defeated her fateful opponent.

This means that she has overcome her fate.

The howl of the birds, gradually getting lower, then stopping.

Nanke returned to his previous indifferent appearance, and Mu Ne said: "My blood is in your body, and behind you is an abyss, so you are dead." ”

Xu Yourong stood on the edge of the cliff, the night breeze blowing the hair on the side of his face.

She kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Are you wondering what kind of posture you should use to meet death?

"Please give me this glory. ”

Nanke looked at her and said seriously.

Xu Yourong looked up at her, and there was a hint of relief and teasing in his eyes, like an old man who had seen through the world and could calmly welcome death, and like a naughty little girl.

"Why should you be happy?"

She smiled and said this, and turned and walked into the night of the cliff.

Looking at the empty cliffside, a look of confusion appeared in Nanke's eyes, and he said in a daze: "Are you an idiot?

Xu Yourong is the reincarnation of Tianfeng, not a real phoenix.

She didn't have wings, and she hadn't cultivated to the realm of sainthood, so naturally she couldn't fly freely.

When she walked into the night of the cliff, she naturally fell into the abyss of death.

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It's quiet, both on the cliff and elsewhere.

Xu Yourong...... The reincarnation of Tianfeng, even in the last ten years when the wildflowers have bloomed, is undoubtedly the most beautiful flower, and the girl who is regarded as the future leader by humans and the biggest threat to the future by the demons died quietly in Zhou Yuan?

Nanke walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the pitch-black abyss below, and thought silently, even if you die, you will not die in your own hands, is this your last pride or a return to your true self?

The black dragon was silent in the clouds, she didn't like humans, probably Chen Changsheng was an exception...... Especially after Zhou Yuanli sensed the past told by her father's heroic soul, she was even more hostile to the human powerhouse, naturally including Xu Yourong, a human girl who might become the strongest. It stands to reason that she shouldn't have any sympathy and sadness for Xu Yourong's death, and she remembers it very clearly, Chen Changsheng has said many times that he doesn't like this fiancée, but why does she still feel a little confused, and even a little uneasy, if Chen Changsheng knows that he has seen the picture of Xu Yourong's death with his own eyes, but he hasn't done anything, will he blame himself?

Xu Yourong fell in the abyss of death, his eyes were closed, the sound of the wind in his ears was so far away, the blood overflowed from the corners of his lips again, and it began to burn when it met the night wind, turning into a string of bright fire slurry and drifting backwards, but it could only illuminate the small places around him, not enough to illuminate the road ahead.

The ground is getting closer and closer, isn't it? Death is getting closer and closer, but how can this mountain in the Zhou Garden be so high, and how long will it take to get the final peace?

No, death is the end, not peace, it is not the sea of stars on the other side of her cultivation!

She jumped out of the cliff, not to run to death, but not to die at the hands of the little girl who was beating pigweed!

But how can you not die?

She closed her eyes, thinking about the question, where could she find the answer.

She fell faster and faster, and the wind became faster and stronger.

So the more she thought about it, the more cold she felt, and she felt helpless.

Suddenly, she remembered what the Holy Empress had said to her when she left Kyoto many years ago.

"Phoenix, it's okay to be afraid of pain, but don't be afraid of death, especially ...... It's you. ”

Then, her eyes opened.

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(With a manuscript, I am so confident, and I write so calmly and powerfully.) ）