Leng You's aura was drained by the forbidden spell, his face was pale and dull, and his lips were chapped, as if he had aged more than ten years at once. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Casting the Dutian Dispersion Spell, the entire meridians and veins are completely insufficient to withstand the huge aura that erupts rapidly throughout the body, at least the meridians are damaged and suffer from the pain of devouring the heart of the whole body, and at the worst it is even as life-threatening as the predecessors of the previous generation of hatred, it is really a fierce name, and even Leng You has palpitations, but at this moment, he can't take care of everything in his heart, and he trembles step by step, almost dragging his broken body towards He Qing'er, which is too tragic.

On the stone ancient ground, there was a scarlet blood stain, and many corpses became short limbs and remnants of flesh under the spell of Du Tiansan, which made people numb and nauseous, Leng You ignored all the way, and his body shivered from time to time, and he came to He Qing'er and squatted down, putting the sword tire aside.

Seeing that the senior sister passed out, Leng You's heart was cold, and he couldn't help coughing twice, and said dryly: "Senior sister, how is she?"

Liang Qiuming's face was green, red, and white, sitting on the ground on He Qing'er's left side resting against the remaining large stone wall, the whole person was sluggish and drowsy, and did not speak. Shui Yunsha sat on He Qing'er's right side, she saw that Leng Yu was also so miserable, her jade face changed slightly, and then she said weakly:

"It's just that I fainted, I took the pill, and there is no danger to my life for the time being......"

Shui Yunsha leaned sideways against the stone wall, and after responding to the coldness, she held the stone wall with one hand and struggled to stand up with the fairy sword in the other.

Leng You's mind was relieved, and he suddenly felt as if his whole body was falling apart, which made him feel a little powerless.

I never thought that this encounter was so tragic, if there were more masters, how could I be spared today, and the senior sister ...... What about her?

Zhou Ping was knocked unconscious by Leng You, and he was dragged here by He Qing'er before, at this time, separated by Liang Qiuming's near and far distances, there was no change under the double suppression of the rosary and the ice heart Hanhua. And Liang Qiuming's face was ugly, obviously caused by poisoning, seeing that he looked at him coldly, he couldn't help but open his eyes and shook his head: "It's just green Ruyi...... A little poison is dissipated and consumes qi and blood, and it is not fatal......"

Liang Qiuming's face was very miserable, and he couldn't even squeeze out a trace of relaxation.

Leng You's eyes turned to Shui Yunsha, and when he saw her standing aside and looking at her steadily, he couldn't help but stand up, and smiled bitterly, which looked a little ugly: "The old yarn is so badly injured and the most mysterious Flying Immortal in the mystical art of the Shaman Gate is also suffering." ”

Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, one of the four supreme mysteries of the Heavenly Hatred Dao, is much more mysterious and difficult to cultivate than the Heavenly Punishment, Tiangang Seven-Step Dragon Slaying True Method, Tianzun, etc., and its shadow is unpredictable and unpredictable, and it is difficult to catch it with the cultivation of masters. It was only after Shui Yunsha had been severely injured that she could recover two or three points before she sacrificed such a supreme technique, which would inevitably involve serious old injuries, and I don't know what kind of determination and courage she had to have to risk her life to do so, let alone endure the severe pain it brings.

Shui Yunsha is like this, and I don't know how to be cold and quiet in my heart.

After his words fell, Shui Yunsha shook his head lightly, and the fair-skinned jade hand took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it over with great effort.

Leng You saw that it was the bottle of He Qing'er's healing elixir, but seeing that Shui Yunsha was in such a miserable state, he didn't talk to her too much, and stretched out his barely clean left hand to take the pill bottle.

But when the trembling cold jade hands were unable to fall, they couldn't help but hold it and hold it lightly unconsciously.

Shui Yunsha's gaze stayed quietly on Leng You's eyes, feeling the warmth coming from his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, but the next moment, he put the fairy sword aside with his left hand, shook his weak body slightly, and then slowly leaned over towards Leng You.

Leng You's hands paused slightly, opened calmly, and took the lead in hugging her into his arms.

Shui Yun Shayu's face was tilted to one side, a little strange, a little reserved and shy, a little unbearable, but then it slowly calmed down, and the stiff body slowly became soft, and the two jade hands carefully stretched out behind Leng You, and finally quietly stuck to Leng You's back.

Silently, two tragic people hugged each other.

Just beside the two of them, Liang Qiuming saw it in a daze, his pupils were slightly open, and he suddenly raised his spirit.

He was curious to see how the famous beauty of Yuping Palace, who had always rejected people, had a moving expression, but the injury was too serious, and even his eyelids were a little heavy, so he had to give up.

The thin shirt of Shui Yun Tulle was a little cold, and then a trace of warmth slowly came from the body that was attached, and there was a faint fragrance, which belonged to her ice and jade body, dusty, refined, and slightly smelly.

The fragrance lingers, the warmth is in the arms, quiet and a little independent, comforting the tired mind.

Hugging the silent yarn for a short while, the pain in Leng You's whole body seemed to have been reduced a lot, and it became itchy and numb, and he suddenly felt some strength, but at this time, the body holding him suddenly trembled, and he only heard people tremble lightly: "Leng You, will we die?"

On the side, the rosary containing the mantra of Vajra's immovable heart exploded with a bang, and several Sanskrit words flew out in the golden light, disappearing into the blood-colored world, and the range of the ice blue light of the ice heart was reduced sharply, which could envelop several people.

Leng You's heart was cold, and he felt something in his heart and moved his gaze to the sky above the sea of blood......

The huge abyssal mouth, whether it is the ancient desert illusion in the middle of the abyssal sea world, or the real ancient desert abyssal mouth, an incomparably huge blood wave mist gushes out, spreading from all directions again, baptizing the undulating ancient desert on all sides.

Countless boiling blood surging and scorching, and the anger climbed a step again.

In those wide open eyes, there was a sudden crimson madness, and they were filled with a boiling desire to fight, or resentment due to the possession of the magnificent peerless ancient treasure, or the hatred and resentment that arose from the bottom of my heart.

One by one, the bodies began to move towards the abyss step by step, their faces were excited, and they raised their heads and shouted in a low voice:

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

......

A large area of ancient desert was completely boiling after the baptism of a majestic blood mist wave.

The hearts of the people have passed away, the earth is weeping, and drops of blood fall on the face, some warm, some cold.

Seeing the five junior disciples swaying and slowly walking forward, Jingshan stretched out his right hand as big as a fan, but his mouth was already so dry.

Those who have left will find it difficult to turn back after all.

His big eyes like copper bells were red, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and said with a sad face: "Senior Brother Jingchen...... Younger brother and sister...... They're not coming back, are they?"

Jingchen stood solemnly on the sand, sighed, let the blood in the sky drip on the white clean monk's robe printed with Sanskrit, and said in a low and solemn voice:

"The chief of the audit takes refuge in the Dharma of Annihilation, and wishes to complete the body, and the thousand Dharma is like a strict support of the arm, and the heart is full of emptiness...... May you gain the eye of wisdom as soon as possible, may you leave the sea of suffering as soon as possible, may you destroy all sinful karma, may you enter nirvana as soon as possible......"

The voice of grief and grief slowly came out, and one solemn sacred Sanskrit symbol after another appeared on his body, and with the departure of the five disciples of the righteous path of annihilation heaven and the three righteous paths of the Fire Sect, the Purple Cloud Gate, the Strange Flower Valley, and many other disciples, the golden Sanskrit softly crossed the lives of many people, slowly flying away towards the sky, and disappeared into the long world.

Life in the world is uncertain, uncertain is resentment, nameless fire, hatred, anger, killing, destruction, not to say no resentment, or just because the confusion faced is not big enough, and when it is big enough, it is completely exposed to the impure thoughts in the heart, and in this blood-colored world, it is magnified to countless times.

The crowd gathered, going forward and one after another, and the remaining individual was confused, all standing alone in this sand sea one by one, watching the once familiar people leave, only the body was cold.

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