Jin Zhujiu's eyes narrowed, he glanced at Zhou Jiuhui deeply, and was silent for a moment before he said, "Since you have let go of everything, why should I kill you...... Do you really want to die?"

Zhou Jiuhui nodded slightly, his heart was surging, and a stream of tears came up again: "Yue'er is also gone, I don't want to stay here, it's better to be relieved earlier." ”

"The Supreme will not talk about life and death lightly, is it that in this world, you are no longer in love?"

Zhou Jiuhui frowned, and couldn't help but think of Zhou Zekai, Lan Aojun, and Lan Jun and others.

He let out a deep sigh, then smiled miserably, "Perhaps, I shouldn't have stepped into the cultivation realm at all. ”

Indeed, if you don't come to this realm of cultivation, you won't have such troubles, maybe the ordinary life in Luofeng Town will make you feel satisfied.

Parting from life and death is a common thing in the cultivation world, but it is also something that Zhou Jiuhui does not want to face.

Since you have to take this step and have to endure such great pain, it is better not to take this step at all.

Zhou Jiuhui fantasized in his heart that if he had sold those demon tiger bones to Uncle Zhu, he would not have met Lan Jun, let alone the end he has now.

However, everything is predestined, and no one can disobey it!

Suddenly, a sharp pain in the heart spread all over the body along the limbs in an instant, and the feeling was extremely violent, as if thousands of steel knives were piercing every inch of the body.

A miserable scream suddenly erupted from the depths of Zhou Jiuhui's throat.

Jin Zhujiu's eyes froze, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed on his blue-green face.

I saw that Zhou Jiuhui's whole body was overflowing with a trace of black and bright true yuan, extremely domineering, and it was rapidly eroding his body and soul, and the surface of his skin had been torn open with blood marks, which was shocking.

"It seems that the ancestral witch has controlled your Supreme Demon Yuan, and now the True Yuan is backlashing, and the time has come!"

Zhou Jiuhui curled up on the ground like a shrimp, enduring great pain, but with a smile of relief on his face: "It's okay if I'm dead, I can see Yue'er when I'm dead, she must be waiting for me...... Good Yue'er, Xianggong is coming to see you. ”

Jin Zhujiu shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth, and stood up with difficulty.

His eyes stared deeply at Zhou Jiuhui, and suddenly he heard the sound of bones shattering, and a layer of gray light suddenly swayed all over his body, flowing in a vehe, but it exuded a true yuan power that was as domineering as the Supreme Demon Yuan.

"You...... You weren't ruined Zhenyuan, how could you still ......?" Zhou Jiuhui looked at him in shock.

Jin Zhujiu's expression looked very flat, and he said in a deep voice: "Back then, the Supreme Supreme destroyed my 'Supreme Supreme Dao', and in these six hundred years, I have cultivated again, but I can only cast it three times. Because of the limitations of the true element, this domineering spell is like a file, and every time I cast it, the tower stabs it fiercely in the flesh and soul. Yesterday was the second time I cast, and it was only natural that the True Yuan would collapse. ”

"You...... What do you want to do?" The sharp pain in his heart continued to erode Zhou Jiuhui, and at this moment, his whole body was already a blur of flesh and blood.

"At the beginning, it was you who made my Nine Pyloric Gate, although I have revenge, but I am not an ungrateful person. As you said, after 600 years of grievances, when it comes to death, everything should be let go. ”

The gray cloud of light suddenly enveloped Zhou Jiuhui, like a cage.

But in the midst of it, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly felt the momentum of the pain invasion, and suddenly slowed down.

Jin Zhujiu said in a deep voice: "Now that I am forcibly casting the third 'Supreme Supreme Dao' at the cost of my body and soul, I should be able to suppress your True Yuan Counterattack. ”

"Drink!"

A roar suddenly erupted from Jin Zhujiu's mouth, and the gray cloud of light suddenly collapsed, transforming into thousands of fragments of streamers, containing terrifying domineering true yuan power, constantly infiltrating Zhou Jiuhui's body.

However, an amazing scene happened, the scars on Zhou Jiuhui's body gradually healed, and the pain disappeared.

After about a stick of incense, the "Supreme Supreme Dao" had completely integrated into Zhou Jiuhui's body, completely suppressing the backlash of the Supreme Demon Yuan.

Zhou Jiuhui was lying on the ground, his whole body was almost collapsed, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found that Jin Zhujiu had lost a lot of weight.

His ugly face was carved with deep wrinkles, his hair turned gray, and his body became more and more rickety, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

However, what is even more unbelievable is that his body is translucent at the moment, looming, as if it may evaporate at any time.

"Old monster, haven't you always wanted to kill me, why do you still want to help me?!" Zhou Jiuhui said in shock.

Jin Zhujiu coughed fiercely a few times, his body weakened, he sat down, and said in an astringent voice: "Six hundred years of grievances, why did I start to let go of it at this moment, is it ...... Is this really providential?"

Creation makes people, Jin Zhujiu has planned for 600 years to seize the supreme position, but now, in order to save the reincarnation of the supreme, he does not hesitate to destroy the form and gods.

Seeing that Jin Zhujiu's life candle flame was about to be extinguished, Zhou Jiuhui's heart was sour for no reason: "What are you doing here, I don't want your charity!"

Jin Zhujiu suddenly burst out laughing, but in that laughter, it was full of endless sadness.

"Yes, now the Supreme is the Supreme, but he has accepted my alms from Jin Zhujiu, hahahaha, the Supreme...... Although you were defeated in your previous life, but you have achieved what you are today, you owe me after all, hahahaha!"

"Are you crazy?!" Zhou Jiuhui gritted his teeth fiercely and roared angrily.

The laughter gradually faded, and Jin Zhujiu's sloppy gaze remained staring at Zhou Jiuhui, and he said in a deep voice: "Although I have suppressed your True Yuan Rebellion now, I can't last long. If you want to know everything, you have to go back to that place!"

"Where?"

Jin Zhujiu's expression was extremely painful, and he said with difficulty: "Reckless......... Reckless ......... Mountain!"

Six hundred years ago, the site of an extinction battle, it was located in the Eastern Wilderness Continent.

Zhou Jiuhui was also shocked, the Supreme died in the Lulu Mountain, maybe there would be something left there.

Could it really be as Jin Zhujiu said, Lushan has everything he wants to know.

"You want to help me?...... I won't accept your old monster's love!" Zhou Jiuhui said angrily, but in his heart, he didn't want Jin Zhujiu to die.

Jin Zhujiu sneered and said lightly: "I'm not helping you, I just want you to know that the success or failure of the Supreme is under my control, and I won't lose to you." ”

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