Lu Ye knew that the gap between his cultivation and Demon Tears was too big, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't stop this palm. Even if it's just one face, it's enough to kill you.

But that escape passage has to be exchanged for Shang Jiahe's life, how can it be?!

So he gave up without hesitation.

"Hmm-" A pair of dazzling phoenix wings stretched out behind Lu Ye, and the brilliant light instantly illuminated the dark Bo Si Sea, like ten thousand arrows shooting straight into the depths of the chaotic void.

The sea water was bubbling and tumbling like a boil, pierced by a thousand miracles, but it was instantly healed.

One yang and one yin, two strong momentum, met in a narrow way, and collided head-on together.

"Boom!" The colorful giant spirit's big hand shook slightly, and a few unusually subtle cracks faintly appeared, but they still fell down with a thunderous momentum.

Lu Ye felt that he was completely suffocated, as if a giant spirit's big hand climbed up his throat and choked him tightly, and he could clearly hear the sound of the bone meridians exploding violently, the qi and blood in his chest were churning and rushing upward, and the colorful sea water in front of him was constantly shaking......

In the sea of dantian qi, the golden Yuan Peak of the "Human World" was burning wildly, and a large amount of True Yuan was endlessly poured into the wings of the phoenix, but it still couldn't resist the momentum oppression of the giant spirit's big hand.

The icy and bone-chilling yin and evil clouds penetrated the double-layered guard of the Heavenly Capital's evil warding robe and the immortal cloud pattern wear, piercing into his body pervasively, and the meridians seemed to be frozen for a moment, and a layer of cold frost seemed to be covered on the Dao heart, becoming chaotic and trance-like.

Lu Ye has long forgotten about life and death and fear, he wants to turn into a reef that has stood in the sea for thousands of years, and he will not move at all and stand up for difficulties.

The world is big, but he has no way out, and he doesn't want to retreat!

"Huh-" The Heavenly Virtue Eight Treasure Furnace and the Water Spirit Whip spiritual power were running at full speed in the dantian, and the red and silver white glow protected the body, and the invading multicolored short soldiers were fiercely strangled.

His left hand pinched the sword technique, and his eyes stared calmly and calmly at the big hand of the giant spirit that had been slapped down, awakening the only remaining sword intent "Great Grandmaster" who had been sleeping in his heart for many days.

This is his last reliance, the first two times he used it on Luo Jialiang and Wei Zhen, and now he is facing demon tears, which are more terrifying and powerful than the first two combined, and I don't know how many times the demon tears!

"Hum-" Yashan Taojing Sword Dragon chanting came out of nowhere, and the blue sword Hua seemed to ignite the entire Po Sa Sea, destroying the withering and decaying penetrating the fury and incomparable coercion, and stabbed into the palm of the giant spirit's big hand without moving forward!

"The true people of the ancients, they don't sleep, they don't sleep, they feel worry-free, they don't want to eat, and their breath is deeply ......"

"The true people of the ancients did not know how to live or die. It is not happy to come out, and it is not far from ......"

"The true people of the ancients, their righteousness is not friends, if they are insufficient, they do not accept ......"

Between the heavens and the earth, a magnificent and far-reaching murmur sounded, and the elevation of the mountains of the master of the world made the universe clear and chaotic.

In the face of such a simple sword, the giant spirit big hand changed between the light and the fire, and began to desperately flip and cross the sword in an attempt to cut off the peach crystal sword.

"Po!" Yashan Taojing Sword remained unmoved, and stabbed into the palm of his hand in response.

In front of the giant spirit hand that was more than ten zhang long, the Yashan Peach Crystal Sword was as small as a needle. However, it is such a needle, which contains the sword intent of the Heavenly Emperor and the Zen rhyme of Buddhism, as well as Lu Yejian's fighting spirit and fighting spirit that surpasses the rock, knocking on the gate like mercury.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The deafening loud sound could not be concealed even by the chaotic waters of the Babbling Sea, and the djinn's hand shattered, turning into a chaotic beam of colored light that split apart and exploded outward.

In the blink of an eye, the sea water in a radius was strangely emptied, and the coral-like reefs were wiped out in smoke, forming a huge vacuum.

Lu Ye's figure was thrown high, his chest was cramping, his eyes were pitch black, and he almost lost consciousness completely, only to feel a stream of qi through the Yashan Peach Crystal Sword, and his body seemed to no longer exist.

But his heart was unusually calm, and there was a little relief and pride.

This "great master" was originally intended to be left for the enemy who killed his father, and he didn't want to use it in the sea of horses. blocked the sneak attack of the True Immortal Rank Yin God and protected Shang Jiahe.

Everything is worth it.

In a trance, a terrible roar was faintly heard in his ears.

Under the persecution of the sword intent of the "Great Grandmaster", the true body of the demon tears appeared from the sea, like a mottled cloud of fog and smoke, and if it wasn't refined into a heavenly eye, there would be no way to detect it.

Shang Jiahe saw that Long Liyu and Wei Qiyuan had disappeared at the end of the passage, and at the moment, he didn't care about the Qingyang Bell and blasted towards the demon tears.

She didn't expect that Lu Ye not only stayed, but also blocked her back and took the big hand of the giant spirit.

I don't know what to do, I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, I don't ...... She should have thought of it a long time ago, this fool always loves to be reckless, always likes to carry things that she can't carry, and she doesn't want her life.

If you are disobedient, you should fight!

As a void passage, the Bosa Sea is still a part of the abyss in the final analysis, and it is also full of the influence of the power of chaos and nothingness. As a result, any ranged attack of the Immortal Soldier will lose its effectiveness or even be uninitiated.

However, Qingyang Zhong brazenly broke the law of chaos, ignoring the treacherous space of the sea, and struck the demon tears solidly.

When the demon tears landed, the real body shattered, and the soul was shattered, and he struggled to death: "Destroy me, and you don't want to live!"

"Boom-" The entire sea suddenly contracted, and countless free beams of light and the gloom condensed like gold and stone poured into the mountains and seas to press towards Shang Jiahe and Lu Ye.

It was too late to recycle the flying Qingyang Bell, Shang Jiahe laughed contemptuously, and turned his slender hand to hold up another cyan ancient bell.

The appearance of this bell is similar to that of Qingyang Bell, except that a full moon is imprinted on the surface, and the color is dark red like blood dripping from the remnant sun.

"Woo-" The red mangs flew vertically, and thousands of rays of light burst out from the ancient bell, forming a circle of strange aura around Shang Jiahe and Lu Ye's bodies, completely embracing and supporting the two.

"Kalala......" It was as if the entire sea of swaying was suppressed on the red glow of the Red Moon Ancient Bell, and countless lights and fires bloomed angrily, and the monstrous waves swallowed up the void, and for a time the sky was dark and dark like the end of the world.

Lu Yezhi felt that his soul was shattered in an instant, and his body flew out involuntarily. Suddenly, his left hand tightened, and Shang Jiahe grabbed it firmly and dragged her back.

In the flickering light, her eyes were as clear as a spring and as bright as a star.

Lu Ye's heart was calm and steady for no reason, this felt that it had nothing to do with life and death, in fact, he couldn't predict whether Shang Jiahe would be able to resist the desperate counterattack of Demon Tears.

But he just believed she could.

"What are you smiling at?" Shang Jiahe clearly didn't look at him.

"You want me to cry?"

Lu Ye's answer was obviously unexpected by Shang Jiahe, she was stunned and snorted in a low voice: "The sun and the moon compete for glory, yin and yang are intertwined!"

In response to the spell, the light of the Qingyang Bell and the Red Moon Bell skyrocketed, and the two pure and ethereal lights merged into one to fill the Zhou Tian.

The earth-shattering explosion was endless, and the sea was completely penetrated by the blue and red divine light, shattered and evaporated.

The protective aura around Shang Jiahe and Lu Ye was also twisted and compressed to the extreme, enveloping the two of them and throwing them away.

Lu Ye tightly grasped Shang Jiahe's hand, lest this release would be a farewell to life and death.

The surrounding space was violently drumming and changing, disintegrating and collapsing in a chaotic manner, while savagely generating and expanding, overlapping and squeezing each other, forming a terrifying whirlpool.

In front of Lu Ye's eyes, thousands of colorful lights came and went, stabbing him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

In a short moment, it seems to be as long and difficult as a thousand years, and he and Shang Jiahe are like boats on the angry sea, drifting with the tide without any support, I don't know how many strange time and space they have traversed, and they don't know where they are or what life they are.

No one knows how long it has been, just like the sea is dry and rotten, and the sky is old and the earth is old.

The turbulent time and space gradually returned to tranquility, and the wild light was slowly fading away, Lu Ye's mind came to his senses a little bit, and he opened his eyes as if he was in a different world.

Looking at an endless gray void, barren and lonely with a dark gray dark light, there was nothing except for himself and Shang Jiahe, no heaven or earth.

What is this place?

Lu Ye looked around in surprise, and Shang Jiahe suddenly fell back silently and leaned into his arms.

"Little sister!" Lu Ye was taken aback, and found that she had fainted at some point, but fortunately, there should be no danger of life after breathing for a long time, when it was a natural reaction after being overdrawn and hit hard.

Seeing a bloodshot at the corner of her lips, Lu Ye raised his hand and gently wiped it away.

Shang Jiahe didn't notice it, his brows frowned slightly, as if he could still feel the pain in his sleep.

The dark light reflected on her face, and her beautiful face was a little less vivid and bright in the past, a little more haggard and delicate, and less willful and arrogant, but more pitiful.

"Hmm-" Qingyang Bell and Red Moon Bell turned into two small light pills, submerging into Shang Jiahe's left and right palms.

Shang Jiahe's delicate body trembled slightly, still unconscious.

Lu Ye hugged Shang Jiahe with one hand, carefully pried her mouth open with the other, and fed two mouthfuls of Yangzhi Yulu.

Then, he poured a mouthful into his mouth, and his empty body was a little fuller.

The battle of the sea can be described as heavy losses. The two Yuan Peaks of "Great Grandmaster" and "Human World" burned more than half, and the last life-saving sword intent at the bottom of the box was also used.

Fortunately, Shang Jiahe is fine, and he is still alive, which is great.

The heart is at ease, the years are calm, people are busy and trying their best, and looking back is just for these eight words.

Raising his head and looking at the void world, Lu Ye suddenly smiled.

It turns out that the sea will really dry up, and the stone will really rot.

The sky will be barren, and the earth will be old.

You and I are quiet, young and young.