Xuanyuan Wenying knelt in front of the dragon reverently, brushed the dragon's eyelids covered with thick and hard scales, and in an instant, the dragon in the mountains and forests shone with a golden light, and his body shrank rapidly.

Mochen and Xuanyuan Wenying were almost unable to open their eyes when they were illuminated by the light.

However, the light flashed, and in an instant, the dragon disappeared, and only a white-haired old woman in tattered clothes was lying on the ground.

"Master!" and "Phantom Response!" both exclaimed at the same time.

Shenlong turned into a human, Mochen and Xuanyuan Wenying were both seen with their own eyes for the first time, and they didn't expect that what changed was someone they were familiar with.

Phantom Ying lay on his stomach on the ground, panting heavily, and coughing up a mouthful of golden blood with difficulty.

"My life is over, I can't last long......" Phantom Ying whispered, her white hair was like snow, dancing in the storm, and it took all her strength to stand up, Xuanyuan heard that Sakura hurriedly reacted when she saw this, and went up to help.

But only hearing the sound of "stabbing", a small piece of Phantom Ying's cheek was shattered, and the fragment fell to the ground, turning into a golden mist that filled the surroundings, and no blood flowed out, but a little light shot in, and the face was obviously empty.

"This isn't what you really look like!" exclaimed Mochen.

Gradually, there were more and more fragments, until finally the whole face, and even the entire body were shattered, and the endless golden mist covered the ink dust, until it was dispersed by the wind, revealing a stunning palace sideburns beauty, and the ink dust of that peerless face swayed, unable to stand on its own, and could barely stand.

Xuanyuan Wenying is already coquettish and charming, but in front of the beautiful woman in this palace, it is dim.

"Master!" Xuanyuan let out a miserable howl when he heard Sakura and fell to the ground.

"My spiritual power is difficult to maintain, I can only transform into my original human form...... As she spoke, Phantom Ying coughed up a mouthful of golden blood again, her voice was no longer hoarse as before, but her voice was coquettish, pleasant and light, she looked at Mo Chen: "Xiaoyou, I don't have much time, I hope you can ...... Consider my previous request. ”

Mochen frowned and said, "How long can you live?"

Phantom Ying said with difficulty: "If it is short, it will be a stick of incense, and if it is long, it will be an hour......"

"No, master, you won't die!" Xuanyuan Wenying held the illusion in constant pain, unable to accept everything in front of her.

The corner of Phantom Ying's mouth was bleeding, he looked around, and asked with some urgency, "What about Yingying?"

Mo Chen hurriedly hugged Mu Yingying behind him in front of Phantom Ying, slowly put it down, and slowly took a few steps back.

The rain wet Phantom Ying's face, almost unable to open her eyes, Xuanyuan Wenying blocked her forehead with her hand, she looked at Xuanyuan Wenying carefully, raised her hands with difficulty, smoothed out the wet and wrinkled green shirt for Xuanyuan Wenying, hugged Xuanyuan Wenying, and countless memories passed in front of her like water.

100,000 years ago, she was still babbling, her parents carried her to soar the world, and finally landed on a mountain full of human races, she knew that this place was called Yin Yang Xuanlong Sect.

80,000 years ago, the Yin Yang Xuanlong Sect collapsed, the sect master died, and the young sect master entrusted her with her bloodline before she died, and she turned into a golden snake and wrapped around the arms of her own disciples, and escaped with them.

Fifty thousand years ago, the plan to restore the Yin-Yang Xuanlong Sect failed, and all the people involved were almost dead, and she escaped with several people.

Twenty thousand years ago, she took the bloodline of the young sect master and opened the Yin and Yang Sect in this valley.

Eight hundred years ago, he was framed by both good and evil, and the Yin-Yang faction was almost wiped out, with only five people left.

But a few years ago, she found Xuanyuan Wenying in swaddling clothes in the mountains and forests, looking at Xuanyuan Wenying's little face, her thoughts returned to her original place......

Now, she is back in the valley, back to the place where the Yin-Yang Sect began.

It is the end, it is also a new life, and it is eternal life.

"Promise me. Phantom whispered to Mochen, "Take care of her." ”

Mo Chen's forehead slightly.

Phantom Ying smiled, so captivating.

As if she had gained great strength, she suddenly got up and hugged Mochen.

The beauty entered her arms, and a burst of fragrance entered her bones, and Mo Chen didn't even have time to retreat, so she was hugged to death.

"Master!" Xuanyuan yelled in pain when she heard Sakura.

"Must ...... Take care of them......" Phantom Ying muttered in Mo Chen's ear, and gradually, she closed her eyes, her body becoming more and more illusory.

The next moment, she took a deep breath, and pressed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword with one palm, and the dragon chant that shook the heavens and the earth came out, and in an instant, her body turned into a transparent illusory dragon soul and soared straight into the sky.

After reluctantly circling around, he rushed straight into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword on Mo Chen's waist.

In an instant, the immeasurable clouds in the sky gathered into a huge vortex, revolving wildly around the sky above Mo Chen's head, and the sky and the earth fell into pitch black, and the boundless darkness spread out from the top of the mountain, enveloping the entire world like eternal night.

Thunder roared, countless golden lights swept through the thick clouds, and endless spiritual power gathered here, resonating with the growing roar of thunder.

In an instant, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword flew out in response and hovered in the air.

In the darkness, a golden-red crimson light broke through the thick clouds and fell from the sky, and a thunder flame tornado exploded around the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword.

Immediately after that, a golden dragon head emerged from the tornado, it opened its mouth, and a dragon roar, with endless dragon power resounded through the world, but in an instant, the dragon head shattered, turning into tens of thousands of pieces of golden light, condensed into a sword-shaped phantom, and slowly merged into the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword.

"Thorn, stab" The sound of burning metal kept coming from the sword,

This is the sound of the dragon soul refining the sword body, and this is the sound of rebirth!

After a while, the sound stopped, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword fell from the sky, levitating in front of Mo Chen's body, and the original brass-like sword body slowly turned gray, and then turned black, pitch black to the extreme.

Mo Chen looked at it fixedly, and now the sword body was like a combination of mysterious black gold and mysterious meteoric iron, glowing with a faint black light.

A bright golden line crossed the blade of the sword and flowed to the tip of the sword, becoming the heart of the murder weapon.

Mo Chen knew that this golden thread was the dragon soul of the illusion, and it seemed to be still a living dragon, firmly imprisoned in the sword, faintly flickering with light.

In a trance, I don't know whether the light is flowing or the gold is flowing, when the light crosses the gold line, the whole sword is faintly thundering, and infinite water vapor continues to rotate around the sword body.

Mo Chen stared at the sword carefully, a little distracted, he held the sword in his right hand, held it in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and his left hand rested horizontally on the sword.

At that moment, the thick clouds in the sky dissipated, the rain and thunder stopped, and a ray of sunlight was projected on this divine sword.

The reflection stung Xuanyuan Wenying's eyes.

Xuanyuan Wenying felt numb from her back to her scalp, and then a cold feeling appeared to her bones, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the biting cold snow water, and boundless fear enveloped her, she could only keep trembling and unconsciously retreating backwards.

But it's not just here, it's not just Xuanyuan Wenying.

The entire mountain, and even the entire Realm Protection Array, was shrouded in a layer of death, and countless fierce beasts were crawling on the ground, trembling incessantly.

With a "boom", extremely powerful black thunder poured out from the sword body, and the earth-destroying momentum made Xuanyuan Wenying almost fall to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a sound of gold and iron echoed through the valley for a long time, and the stars in the sky seemed to tremble uneasily in this violent roar.