"Little ghost, don't you want to listen to the eldest sister sing you a song, but you have to listen to it~"

At this time, Qingyun's ears sounded with a playful voice that Xiao Luoyi had never had.

"Heroes from ancient times have come out of youth"

"Dust in the Five Flowers Mountain"

"To settle new hatreds and old grudges"

"May you have mercy from now on"

As Qingyun flew farther and farther, Xiao Luoyi's voice became softer and softer, more and more ethereal.

"It's a pity that the eldest sister can't... Here you go... It's a dance..."

Tears froze Qingyun's eyes, and he couldn't even see the moment when Xiao Luoyi finally fell.

"Poof~"

The black-clothed killer didn't hurt him, but the heart-rending grief made Qingyun spurt blood, and then passed out.

At the same time, Xiao Luoyi's words with a chuckle also came from Ah Lian's ears:

"Little fox... Yunlang, I'll give it back to you... The Bright Moon Whip also... I've got it for you... Later... Good... Protect him, last time you won my sister and me, but this time... You guys... All lost... Haha..."

As the voice faded away, Ah Lian, who caught Qingyun, felt a sour in her heart for no reason, the confrontation between her and Xiao Luoyi had actually already begun, and she had hoped day and night that the other party would die early.

But looking at her last poignant appearance, as well as the sadness of the heartbreak and vomiting blood of the lover in her arms, some deep-seated hostility unconsciously stopped abruptly with Xiao Luoyi's voice.

At this time, Bai Zhizheng and Jiang Liu'er finally arrived together, and hugged Xiao Luoyi, who was slowly falling.

"Xiao Mei! Xiao Mei, why are you doing this, why are you so stupid!"

As soon as he pulled off his mask, Jiang Liu'er, like Qingyun, cried bitterly.

And Bai Zhizheng's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and at this time, he no longer had any mind to care about Jiang Liu'er's incarnation as an ugly slave hiding around him.

He just stared in vain at Qingyun, who had been caught by Ah Lian, and there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes, replaced by only monstrous hatred.

"Coward!"

Yes, he hates Qingyun, but he doesn't hate the other party for snatching Xiao Luoyi.

He hated this coward who hid behind a woman three times and twice, and needed a woman to shelter him from the wind and rain!

Hearing that the original voice of the famous singer became sharp and sad, Xiao Luoyi, who had been closing his eyes tightly, gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and once again showed a bewitching smile that was familiar to both of them, and said slowly:

"Last time, I wanted to die in his arms, but in the end I survived, this time, I really can't live, but I want to die in your arms, it's ridiculous. ”

"Sister Xiao, Sister Xiao!"

Jiang Liu'er, who was in tears, didn't know what to say at all, so she could only hold Xiao Luoyi's somewhat cold jade hand tightly, repeating these two names over and over again.

"Ah Xin..."

"Sister Xiao, Sister Xiao, I'm here!"

Xiao Luo followed Jiang Liu'er's arm and slowly stroked his face, as if he was unable to open his eyes again.

"That person's palm just now really hurts, it hurts!"

When he touched the handsome face that was more beautiful than a woman, Xiao Luo howled and cried as he spoke:

"Damn! I haven't stepped on the famous mountains and rivers of Kyushu with him, and I don't have a pair of children to rejoice on my knees, I don't want to die! Damn, I don't want to die!"

At this point, she suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood with her eyes closed, while Bai Zhizheng kept instilling spiritual power into Xiao Luoyi's body, and was even ready to mobilize the small amount of natal true yuan in her body.

But it was still in vain.

"I really have a lot of things to do, and there are so many things I haven't been able to do with him, why, why is this! I'm so scared!"

As she cried, a faint aura gradually lit up from its shattered Mingyu ice chips, and at the same time, Xiao Luoyi finally stopped whispering, but grabbed Jiang Liu'er and Bai Zhizheng's clothes with two hands respectively, and said as thin as a mosquito:

"I'm sorry for the two of you, Luo Yi's heart is very small, so small that he can only..."

"Only... Love..."

Finally, she could no longer speak even a few words, only choked and breathed.

Bai Zhi Zhengyuan's eyes widened, the tooth marks went deep into his lips, and the slight sweetness of the blood made him not lose his mind because of sadness and hatred, but became more and more sober.

Even if the man in black temporarily stopped, Xiao Luo's cultivation in the Yuan Transformation Realm was impossible to withstand the spiritual power of the other party's return to the Spirit Realm, even if he had already contained more than ninety percent at that time.

And as Xiao Luo's hands fell weakly, her body began to collapse and disappear inch by inch from the Divine Mansion under the power of the black-clothed killer to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the entire body could not leave a trace of existence.

Then, after just a few breaths, the four heroes of the immortals who were once dominant, Xiaoxiao fell into the rain and a leaf boat, and the demon witch Xiao Luoyi died completely.

Destroy all the forms and gods.

"Ah Xin..."

The red dust guest wearing a hat also came to the side of the two, and from Bai Zhizheng's expression, it was not difficult for her to guess that this junior might also be Xiao Luoyi's admirer.

"Get out!"

Jiang Liu'er roared wildly, and her voice seemed to be on fire.

I saw that he knocked off the jade palm that Hongchenke was lightly covering his shoulder, picked up the dogtail grass ring that Xiao Luoyi had originally worn between his fingers, and chased in the direction where the man in black fled without saying a word.

Although she was abused, Hongchenke didn't take it to heart at all, and she didn't stop Jiang Liu'er, she just followed him quietly.

However, Bai Zhizheng gently wiped the blood from his lips, and then picked up a wisp of Xiao Luoyi's green silk from the ground that had not collapsed with the spiritual light, put it in his arms again, and then returned to the camp of Zhizhengtang.

"Elder Yuan, what should we do?"

A great power of the Spirit Realm looked at Yuan Anchu, who also had a painful look on his face, and asked with palpitations.

Ever since the chaotic-faced whitefriar appeared, Tianlong had been focusing on him, and even chased after everyone in the end, making everyone overjoyed.

At this time, Yuan Anchu no longer had the mastery of the original fairy wind and bones, his hair was scattered, his face was hideous, and he looked like an old thief.

Seeing that he had sealed it with one hand, and quickly sacrificed a Yuan Spirit True Fire in the dantian, the brilliant illusory fire jumped on his left arm as if it had a spirit.

It's just that compared to the exuberant fiery when he fought against the power of the Heavenly Dragon, wherever the real fire went, although the little spiritual light was beautiful, and the flesh and blood were also growing little by little, Old Man Yuan's face was becoming more and more pale, and his expression was extremely painful.

Even after the shape of the arm that was as smooth as jade, the Yuan Spirit True Fire had become like a candle in the wind, crumbling, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

"Damn, that old immortal power is too weird, it almost exhausted a Yuan Spirit True Fire of mine!"

Yuan Anchu gritted his teeth and said, his voice was full of jealousy and unwillingness, and then asked the monk who had just spoken:

"What do you think?"

At present, many of the Returning Spirit Realm monks in the field are still alive, but the Imperial Wind Realm can't withstand the coercion and strength of the Heavenly Dragon, and most of them have already gone to the underworld to report in advance.

And these powers of the Spirit Realm are not the heads of various first- and second-rate sects, and there are even scattered cultivators and family elders, but Yuan Anchu was injured by the power of the Heavenly Dragon's true spirit, and even almost wiped out a Yuan Spirit True Fire that could only be cultivated with great difficulty.

So he didn't want people to see his weakness, so as not to be taken advantage of, so he had to kick the ball out again.

"Elder Yuan, you are the representative of the Heavenly Acropolis City, and you are also the highest cultivator here, according to the humble opinion of the juniors, this important decision should be decided by you. ”

It was none other than the white-haired, sword-carrying disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, Ming Jue!

As the person who was originally stationed at the entrance of the small secret realm of the Immortal Sword Sect, Ming Jue's cultivation is also good, which can be seen from the fact that he can escape the previous slaughter of Tianlong with his cultivation in the Wind Realm.

However, Ming Jue's greatest ability is not cultivation, but his sleek way of doing things, as soon as Old Man Yuan's words came out, he guessed the other party's mind to kick the ball.

After all, Yuan Anchu, who originally swore to be the first bird and wanted to come out on top, also suffered a big loss, and now no one has the confidence to chase the terrifying dragon claw senior.

And as the head snake here, he is likely to be taken out by a group of old immortals to talk about things, and the Fairy Sword Sect has not even sent a big man who has returned to the Spirit Realm in line with the principle of not wading into troubled waters.

Especially when he felt that he already had the power to return to the spirit realm, and he swept his gaze towards himself as if he was nothing, he was pitiful and had to hurry up to protect himself in advance and admit it.

Yuan Anchu looked at Ming Jue, who was hunched over and had a very humble attitude, a smile appeared on his pale old face, but he was scolding in his heart:

"Damn, what are you farts when you little baby jumps out!"

It's just that the bigwigs who return to the spiritual realm here, who is not an expert in seeing the wind and steering the rudder?

Even if some people are willing to convince the giant businessmen and rich men who came from the Acropolis this day, after seeing the horror of the Heavenly Dragon, everyone's desire to snatch the Qilin Tooth has suddenly faded a lot.

It's okay to play Taiping boxing, if you let grandpa work hard, two words, don't mention!

Just when Old Man Yuan was still humble and polite to everyone with a warm face, an unexpected scene happened!

I saw that the goddess Qiushui, who had never said a word, suddenly gave up everyone and chased towards Tianlong with the Yuntian Realm in her hand!

"Made, are you looking for death?"

If it weren't for the identity of the other party's own goddess, as well as the cultivation he had accumulated over thousands of years, Yuan Anchu was almost so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded his mother.

"Elder Yuan, the goddesses of your sect have all made a move, let's go up together, maybe that white-clothed monk is also our predecessor in Kyushu!"

The thoughtful people have already begun to agitate, and Yuan Anchu is not that pedantic, he can't care about his disheveled appearance when he hears the words, and even said:

"Okay, please remember to take the unicorn teeth first, and then talk about the rest later!"

"Okay!"

With the master taking the lead, the greed that had died down in everyone's hearts was once again stirred up.

Of course, not to mention Qilin Ya, for the safety of the goddess Qiushui, Yuan Anchu couldn't stand by and watch, because even if Qiushui was at fault back then, at least for now, she is still the goddess of the sect.

What's more, Qiushui can also have misses, but the Yuntian Realm must not fall into the hands of others, Yuan An was born and grew up in the Qingxu Heaven, and this loyalty and consciousness are still there.