Chapter Eighty-Six: Pain and Happiness

Qingya raised the war knife with both hands, and by the way, all the remaining spiritual power in his body was mobilized and used in this knife.

He knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he could only do his best to try for that ethereal glimmer of life.

"Boss..."

"Peak Lord..."

The appearance of the half-immortal artifact, and the power it exuded, made Li Liufeng and everyone here, under the pressure of this terrifying force, their faces pale, their breathing was not smooth, and they looked at the two of them with difficulty.

"Shen Tu Jun, if my boss has three long and two short, all the people with the surname "Shen Tu" in the United Kingdom will inevitably be wiped out and buried for my boss. Li Liufeng had the word blood (Li) on his head, his eyes like death, flashing with a wisp of annihilation, staring at Shen Tujun and roaring.

"I know that one day I may die, but alas, it is not at your hands. Wait, after I kill your so-called boss, it will be your people's turn, no hurry. Shen Tujun didn't care about Li Liufeng's terrifying gaze and roar, and he replied calmly, his tone like a long-known friend.

"Click"

The piercing sound of the earth cracking resounded in the sky, and countless large cracks appeared in the surrounding land centered on Qingya, and the area that was divided was as if the ground had collapsed.

Just as the catastrophe came, a catastrophe that destroyed everything was in the beginning, and the terrible sight shocked most of the creatures inside and outside the remains, and at the same time they also felt sorry for young geniuses like Qingya.

"Boom", under the eyes of the creatures watching the scroll, this golden tower with a faint fairy light fell from the sky, colliding with Qingya's primitive war knife, and an unparalleled wave of qi spread in an instant, stirring the heaven and earth in the relics.

"Poof"

Blood spurted directly from Qingya's mouth, coughing up and staining his clothes, but his firm gaze and tenacious consciousness supported him to prevent his upright body from bending down by half a millimeter, and the hands holding up the war knife also had the sound of broken bones, and the palms began to click towards the whole body.

His entire body also descended to the ground under the pressure of the Golden Tower......

In just one breath, Qingya was pressed into the ground by this big tower, and completely disappeared without a trace, leaving only the Five Immortals Pagoda silently, standing where Qingya stood just now.

Its tower is surrounded by a wisp of terror, it is like a golden pagoda looking down on the world, so that the creatures on both sides here have a desire to bow to it.

"Poof"

"No ......"

Yan Qi, who was still healing with her eyes closed, suddenly couldn't sense Qingya's breath, her heart ached, and the breath that surrounded her body became extremely chaotic in an instant, and when she opened her eyes, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Originally, her somewhat ruddy face turned pale as paper in an instant, and her bewildered gaze searched back and forth in the battlefield for the figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar, entangled in consciousness without knowing love or hate, and could not be forgotten since she met.

Eventually, her gaze stayed on the Five Immortal Pagoda, and at the same time, an indescribable worry and anger rose in her heart, causing her to forget that this pagoda was a half-immortal artifact.

She took out the azure long sword, jumped away without thinking, and at the same time mobilized all the spiritual power that had not recovered much in her heart to the sword body, only to see that the blue long sword emitted a brilliant blue light, enveloping her and rushing towards the Five Immortals Pagoda.

However, the closer she got to the Five Immortals Pagoda, the more tired and difficult she felt, and her whole body kept shaking on the way forward, like a leaf of duckweed, rising and falling in the turbulent waves.

"Looking for death, you didn't even want your own life for him, it seems that you really care about him. In that case, then I'll show you that he is only a pile of mud left when he dies. ”

When Shen Tu Jun saw Yan Qi, who was going to approach the Five Immortal Pagoda regardless of his own death, his face was pale, his eyes were even gloomy, and he said with great anger in his heart.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the Five Immortal Pagoda quickly became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then flew back into his hand.

"Well, if you're not dead yet, then I'll send you to reincarnation with my own hands. ”

Shen Tujun caught a faint breath from Qingya, said with some doubts, and then looked at the Five Immortal Pagoda in his hand, frowned and then quickly expanded, as if he remembered something, and no longer entangled in the reason why Qingya did not die under the Five Immortal Pagoda.

He picked up the three-pointed halberd in his hand and swung it towards Yan Qi, who was about to approach Qingya, a huge halberd without any killing intent, like a lightning speed, instantly pushed Yan Qi back dozens of meters away.

"Poof"

Yan Qi, who fell to the ground, kept coughing up blood in her mouth, but she didn't care about her pain, and tried to get up from the ground with her elbows propped up, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get up, so after she tried and failed many times, she resolutely chose to crawl slowly towards Qingya.

She didn't know why she was like this, why she cared so much about the person she hated, she only knew that her subconscious kept echoing the phrase "I can't lose you" to control her consciousness and body, and get closer to the person she hated.

"You're damned. ”

After a halberd swept away Yan Qi, Shen Tujun jumped and landed next to the stone knife with a knife body covered with turtle patterns and dozens of gaps in both hands, he looked at Yan Qi, who was still trying his best to climb over despite himself, turned around and waved the halberd in his hand, and buried his whole body in the earth, Qingya, who was still hanging on the ground, blasted out of the ground in an instant, and said angrily to Qingya, who was still hanging.

"Ahh

A heart-rending sound came from the mouth of Qingya, who had fainted and woken up again from the pain he couldn't bear.

I saw Qingya who fell to the ground, like a blood hedgehog curled up, and there were thorns of different lengths and thicknesses stained with blood everywhere.

However, if you look closely at these blood-stained thorns, you will find that they are all from the bones that break through the skin in Qingya's body.

"Withstood the blow of the half-immortal weapon and didn't die?"

"What was it that sustained him to his last breath?"

"Brother, woo..."

......

The creatures who watched from the outside were surprised and muttered to themselves in doubt, and there were even a large number of weak creatures, and they suddenly felt chills down their spine.

Since Qing Yao was pressed down by the Five Immortals Pagoda in Qingya, the whole person became unsettled, tears flowed in an instant, and the whole body struggled desperately in the arms of Deputy Master Xu, as if he was trying his best to break free from his embrace.

"Yaoyao must remember that only by practicing hard can you protect the people you want to protect. ”

Deputy Sect Master Xu's eyes were blood-red, looking at the small body that was curled up on the ground and trembling with pain, a breath belonging to the Yuan Infant Realm loomed around his body.

"Die, ants. ”

Shen Tujun didn't show any mercy, and slashed at Qingya's head, but when his three-pointed halberd was less than a centimeter away from Qingya's head, a mutation protruded.

I saw that among Qingya's thick black hair, there was a crystal clear black hair hidden, at this time, this black hair flashed a ray of peaceful light, and then fell off from Qingya's scalp, slowly suspended and rose, and at the same time as it rose, the black hair instantly turned into a flawless white hair like crystal.

The peaceful light, from the white hair on the top of Qingya's head, continued to spill down, wrapping Qingya's curled body, getting thicker and thicker...

"Wu'er"

A female voice like a swallow warbler came out of the white hair. At the same time, a woman dressed in white, with fluttering silver hair, appeared beside Qingya, she half-squatted and stared at Qingya's face, her eyes contained endless doting and an indelible pain.

She stretched out her hand made of crystal, gently touched Qingya's face, and smiled with happiness...

"Mother, the child thinks about you all the time. ”

"Mother, the child hurts..."

Qingya didn't open his eyes, only trembling lips squirming slightly, as if he had seen his mother in a dream, and he was pouring out his inner words like a child who would never grow up.

Finally, on his pale face, a baby-like smile bloomed, innocent and flawless......