"Mimi!"

Yue Xiangchen looked at the colorful giant tiger that was going soft and gradually losing its breath of life, and his eyes were cracked.

With this last roar, everyone finally knew the name of this spirit beast, a name that did not match its majesty.

But no one could laugh.

Kong Ye snorted, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the dead colorful giant tiger to the ground at will.

For Yue Xiangchen in grief and anger, he had no waves in his heart, just glanced at it, then turned around and found Mo Qinghe's figure, and disappeared in place.

After Wen Yu felt Kong Ye's cold gaze, the cold air rushed from his heels to his head.

He didn't think about it, he threw Mo Qinghe, who was not yet hot in his hand, out again, and tensed his body, ready to resist Kong Ye's thunderous anger.

But what made him dumbfounded was that Kong Ye swayed on the way and changed direction again.

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but sweated for Beitang Qiu again.

As soon as Mo Qinghe started, Beitangqiu suddenly felt heavy, he couldn't tell what it was like, this was an unbearable weight of life.

And the mood of Moqinghe is like a pig swill stewed by a hundred chefs, and finally integrated together, with all five flavors.

It's a good thing that someone saves nature, but what's the matter if you're thrown around like an object?

"Beitang, here!"

Beitangqiu, who was looking around and worried that he couldn't find his next home, heard that someone had taken over, but he didn't tell who the voice was, so he threw the hot potato out.

Mo Qinghe wanted to faint to death on his own initiative, out of sight, so as not to endure the double torture of physical pain and fucking mood.

The next moment, a familiar voice came into his ears: "Mo Qinghe, you old boy, you are amazing, you deceived everyone." ”

Mo Qinghe glanced at him and said weakly: "Do you think that everyone is like you, you only know howling, and your strength depends on roaring?"

Wan Beichen's old face turned red, he didn't argue, and hurriedly contemplated the upcoming Kong Ye.

When he looked up, he found that Kong Ye was not coming in his direction, and he was stunned.

After several times, Kong Ye finally found out that he was being played by these people, and his anger surged violently, reaching its peak.

"Okay, good, since you are in a hurry to find death, then the deity will kill them one by one!"

The corners of Beitangqiu's mouth twitched, and he tried to swallow the saliva called bitterness, and pinched a piece of talisman paper with his hands behind his back, waiting for a desperate fight.

"Kong Ye, take your life!"

The death of the spirit beast that accompanied him day and night in front of his eyes had already made Yue Xiangchen lose his mind, and he took the initiative to rush over, his eyes red.

The spirit sword was wrapped in sword qi, impartial, and slashed at Kong Ye's neck with precision.

However, without Yun Lan's help this time, Kong Ye had already prepared, and Yue Xiangchen couldn't break the body protection qi at all. The spirit sword stopped in front of Kong Ye, and it could no longer move forward at all.

Kong Ye reached out and pinched Yue Xiangchen's neck.

Looking at Kong Ye's hideous face, expecting what would happen next, everyone's movements slowed down.

Xiang Xuelan, who was not far away, endured her restlessness and turned her head.

Now that she has given up everything, she can also save Yue Xiangchen temporarily, but in this way, she has completely torn her face with Kong Ye.

But Kong Ye is not dead, and he can't change the ending after all.

As long as Kong Ye is not dead to her, she can use this to send Xuanjing and a few other people close to her out of Lingxiao Pavilion.

is a human being, he will always have selfish intentions, and Xiang Xuelan is no exception.

Maybe it was influenced by Mu Wanfeng, or maybe it was because she had seen through the darkness under the light over the years, she was no longer righteous and awe-inspiring, and just wanted to protect the people around her.

This is just the beginning, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. The choice between giving and giving off, although painful and unspeakable, must be faced head-on.

The cold light in Kong Ye's eyes was cold, and he was about to twist Yue Xiangchen's neck off with a force in his hand.

And the next moment, his face changed suddenly.

Yue Xiangchen didn't panic before he died, but abandoned the spirit sword, bent his hands forward, and clasped Kong Ye's arm tightly.

"Die!"

He roared at Kong Ye, who was close at hand, and his distorted face was full of madness.

Rumble!

Yue Xiangchen's extremely angry face only lasted for a moment, and then his entire body was full of light, and with a huge roar, it turned into nothing.

The noise fades until it is inaudible.

In the entire Lingxiao Pavilion, only the earth-shattering sound and the tragic picture remained.

Yue Xiangchen turned into a rain of blood, leaving not even a piece of intact flesh and skin. I could only feel the resentment in his heart from the sound of the explosion.

Yuntian Palace Tianji Peak Peak Lord, Yue Xiangchen, there are no bones left!

Self-explosion is familiar to the monks of the Shenzhou Continent.

However, they have only been seen in books. And those who are a little more knowledgeable may have seen spirit beasts explode themselves, but they never thought that monks could also explode themselves.

None of the people who have cultivated so far are mediocre talents, and they all have their own means of reservation. And self-explosion is the means that Yue Xiangchen retains.

The terrifying explosive force formed a whirlpool, which grew from small to large, and quickly spread to the surroundings, and it was impossible to tell whether it was devouring or repelling.

In the whirlpool, a large crater was blasted out of the ground. Because of the wedding feast, the stone slabs that had only been paved recently were squeezed and arched high, and then rolled upside down.

The first to bear the brunt is Kong Ye, who is the closest.

I saw that the hand he was originally holding on Yue Xiangchen's neck disappeared in an instant, and then he was shocked back by an incomparable force.

The last few people, before they could understand what was going on, were the minced flesh flying sideways and annihilated in the impact of the explosion.

The object that Kong Ye wanted to kill was Beitang Qiu, but he was caught off guard and was stopped by Yue Xiangchen.

Therefore, Beitangqiu is not far from the center of the explosion. In a hurry, Rao flew backwards, and urged the rune paper to resist, or was it affected.

Although it was not torn to pieces like the previous ones, the end was not much better.

The impact was like a galloping bull, and it suddenly broke into the crop field, and Beitangqiu was like an ear of wheat in the field, unable to resist it at all.

He was thrown into the air, hit the wall of light, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and every bone was broken into a few knots.

Lying on the ground, Beitangqiu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, closed his eyes and fainted.

And before he fainted, the last picture in his eyes was a figure flying down beside him, wearing a red robe with tears everywhere.

On the red robe, it was vaguely recognizable that it was a four-clawed golden dragon.

In the light shield, there was a mess, and the Lingxiao Pavilion was extremely silent. Everyone waited, waiting for the aftermath of the explosion to subside.

For a long time, stay calm

Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable......

With every other breath, the sound of water droplets hitting the ground was heard, and although it was subtle, it still reached everyone's ears clearly.