The spiritual vein explosion uses the power of the spiritual vein, and it has nothing to do with the dantian, even if the dantian is broken and the cultivation is lost, it can still be used.

But the problem is that Lei Wei is now in a near-death state, and the power of the spirit vein is too huge, and using it in this state is not as simple as death.

Even souls will be torn apart by the power of the spiritual veins!

"Uhhh!!h

Lei Wei, who had broken his spine, held his breath and endured the pain of his soul being ignited by the spiritual veins, and he crawled towards the spiritual pool room with both hands, one by one!

There's another way, there's another way, there's only way!

It doesn't matter what the consequences are, now I'm the only one who knows that Xuan Feng is a traitor!

It doesn't matter if I'm dead, everything...

It's all for the pleasure of the elves! for the elves!!

Lei Wei, at the last moment, did not hesitate to burn his soul, just to be able to do the last thing he could!

Meng Xiang... That's the only thing I can do for you, you... Be sure to protect the elves, protect... Joy ......

When he came to the edge of the spirit pool, a long blood trail was dragged along the way, and Lei Wei, who had only one breath left, turned over and rolled into the spirit pool with the consciousness of death.

...

"Whew...... Whew......"

The lungs seem to be unable to absorb oxygen, and no matter how much you breathe, you can't relieve fatigue.

Meng Xiang stared at the demon avatar in front of him, and his body was already scarred at the moment.

Can't do it!

The demon incarnation is attached to Ah Chou, as long as Meng Xiang makes a move, he will let Ah Chou bear the damage instead of himself!

As long as Meng Xiang hesitated, he would attack without hesitation.

In terms of cultivation, the current demon incarnation can only be said to be five or five with Meng Xiang, and it is not necessarily who wins and who loses in a head-to-head battle.

But because he pinched his weakness, Meng Xiang couldn't be ruthless.

The most important thing is that the two innate treasures held by the demon avatar are huge gaps.

Meng Xiang not only does not have an advantage in combat power at this moment, but he has no way to start with him.

"You see, people like you are weak because of your humanity. ”

Compared to the scarred Meng Xiang, the demon avatar seemed light.

He sneered, "Friendship, family affection, and love are the biggest weaknesses of people like you!

Brush!

The sword of the Nine Calamities of the Futu is once again coming!

“... The weak!"

"Hmm..."

Meng Xiang was suddenly engulfed by the flames again!

This is the third plague used by the demon incarnation! Its power is unimaginable!

Defending with all his might, the fourth long-term protection that was opened was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the skin was scorched in an instant.

This knife made Meng Xiang's injury aggravated by three points again.

What to do?

Without the Innate Treasure, he would not be able to overwhelm him in strength!

Even if I overwhelm him, I don't have the decisive power to inflict heavy damage on the demon avatar without harming Ugly's body.

"It's over, Meng Xiang, I thought you would be a little better than last time, it looks like I'm overthinking. ”

Seeing that the demon avatar raised the Nine Calamities of the Floating Slaughter with a cruel smile, Meng Xiang knew that if he didn't use it at this moment, he was afraid that he would be defeated again!

I've got so much on my back, and I've lost so much for this battle, so... Can't lose!

The seventh plague, the plague of the mind!

With a swing of the demon avatar's sword, the monstrous flames almost engulfed the entire plane, and if it was not blocked, the entire Sixth Continent would be wiped out!

Fight!

At this decisive moment, Meng Xiang put his hand into his storage space!

The Fifth Realm: The Secular Realm!

The raging flames were completely frozen at this moment.

"What?" the demon avatar was startled!

The flame was frozen!

The fire of the Nine Calamities of the Floating Slaughter is not comparable to the garbage of the Samadhi True Fire, especially the fire of the Seventh Calamity, which can ignite all latitudes!

Can you freeze the flame of the mental disaster?

The demon avatar took a closer look and was taken aback.

I saw that what Meng Xiang was holding in his hand was the third innate treasure: the Seven Realms of the Netherworld!

"Hmm... Sure enough, it still doesn't work..."Meng Xiang couldn't help but be speechless.

Just by using it, the whole arm was frozen, and the frost kept crawling to the shoulder like a vine.

Forcibly using the Seven Realms of the Netherworld, the consequence is likely to be that the soul is scattered, even if Meng Xiang, who has already entered the Immeasurable Realm, will not be able to resist this freezing qi at all!

But...

I can't care so much now!

"Come on, the second game has begun!" Meng Xiang no longer cared about himself, released the true yuan with all his strength, and opened the spiritual vein explosion, ready to fight quickly.

"That's what it sounds like!"

In the hands of the demon avatar, the Nine Calamities of the Floating Slaughter also ignited the eighth battle paint.

...

"My head hurts. ”

Rou Xinyue sat in front of the window, covering her sore head, looking a little haggard.

Through the window, you can see that the elves who are weak are fighting against countless demons under the leadership of the five tiger generals.

Rou Xinyue wanted to help, but unfortunately, she couldn't.

In order to inform all the elves to gather in front of the Sky Tree as soon as possible, Rou Xinyue used the maximum amount of sound transmission to enter the secret.

Notifying two million people at one time, the scope is still the entire continent, although the consumption of the true yuan is not large, but it is a huge damage to the spirit.

Rou Xinyue is now just sitting in such a simple position, and she has used all her strength.

Looking at the elves who were fighting hard, Rou Xinyue was anxious at the moment.

With just a slight recovery, she'll go into battle.

Knock knock.

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Rou Xinyue's thoughts.

"Who?" Rou Xinyue came to the door with some vigilance, holding a long sword and listening intently.

"I, Xuanfeng!" came a familiar voice from outside the door.

Master?

She opened the door with confidence.

"Master, why didn't you go to war? What are you doing here?" As soon as the door opened, Rou Xinyue asked curiously.

At the door, Xuan Feng was smiling kindly at the moment.

"I'm about to go, before that, Xinyue, the teacher wants to ask you to borrow something. Xuan Feng smiled very gently, like the sun in early spring.

"What's that?"

"Hehe, it's not too important, but it's just ......"

Halfway through the conversation, Rou Xinyue suddenly felt a little cold in her stomach.

Looking down, I saw that Xuan Feng had actually put a dagger on his stomach at some point.

"Master, you..."

Facing this unexpected situation, Rou Xinyue couldn't help but tighten her eyes...

“... Your life is just that!"

After that, Xuanfeng's dagger stabbed forward fiercely!

Burst!

Rou Xinyue fell down in stunned eyes.

The scarlet blood gave the wooden door panels a sad color...

........................

The climax is coming, and I don't know if you're going to be moved, but I'm already crying when I yard it myself.

At least personally, I feel like I've written a perfect story.