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Nie Changhe's Immortal Drum swelled suddenly, and he suddenly felt light. It's a pity that at this time, Nie Changhe happened to be leaning close to Tu Lichuan, and the nine oolong whips were closed immediately, and it happened that Tu Lichuan sank down, and Nie Changhe was imprisoned again and then lost consciousness.

Tu Lichuan slammed into Yuan Zhi. In fact, Tu Lichuan was already unconscious, and at the last moment, it was Nie Changhe who kicked her out of the restraints.

Yuan Zhi's Asking Immortal Drum also skyrocketed, but the nine oolong whips were closed again, and the force was even more violent, and Yuan Zhi immediately fainted. What Yuan Zhi didn't know was that the moment the nine oolong whips were closed for the second time, a golden light suddenly lit up on the fairy drum, and the nine oolong whips were like pythons with their tails trampled off, and they retreated sharply as if they were fleeing.

In addition to Yuan Zhi, Nie Changhe, and Tu Lichuan who were unconscious, Sa Zhu, Tangtai and others were just imprisoned, and the nine oolong whips dragged them to fly upwards rapidly, but at the last moment just now, the five of them clearly saw a golden halo suddenly appear on Yuan Zhi's Qianxian drum, and the nine oolong whips were actually very jealous of the golden aura, allowing the comatose Yuan Zhi and Tu Lichuan to fall under the Wulian Blood River.

On the banks of the Wulian Blood River.

Du Fang, Wei Yao and more than a dozen others stood respectfully in one place, and the rest of the Divine Court monks could only wait a hundred miles away.

An old man with a red face with a white beard was sitting in the air above the river of blood, only to see him slowly make a few hand knots, suddenly he frowned, and then his palm flipped quickly. The Wulian Blood River suddenly became even more crazy, and in the monstrous blood waves, the huge nine oolong whips burst out, and the next moment Sa Zhu and the others rolled down to the shore in embarrassment. Du Fang, Wei Yao, and Huo Lian immediately stepped forward to re-imprison Sa Zhu and the others, and accepted their rings.

The red-faced old man is the Saint Emperor Jieheng. At this time, the huge nine oolong whips shrank into three feet and fell in Jieheng's palm, and when he saw a trace on the nine oolong whips, Jieheng's eyes flashed with surprise.

Du Fang also looked panicked at this time, "Senior brother, I have only received four god genealogies now. There were eight people who fled into the Wulian Blood River, but now only six people have been caught, and the other four god genealogies are on that Yuan Zhi. ”

Although Jie Heng's face was impermanent, he was extremely shocked in his heart. Of course, he sensed it at the moment when the nine oolong whips were frightened and retreated, and at this time, he knew that it was actually the god-transforming monk with a divine pedigree, and he couldn't help but feel a deep uneasiness in his heart.

"Let's go back first. ”

"Senior brother, either I'll kill Sazhu and these people right now. ”

"Don't rush yet. There are still more than a hundred years to go, and it is not too late to kill them after the other four god genealogies return on their own. ”

Du Fang was stunned, he clearly heard that Jie Heng had a trace of uneasiness and worry, could there be any mistakes in the past hundred years?

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Yuan Zhi and Tu Lichuan, who were unconscious, drifted for a whole day before stopping. This is already the bottom of the river, and the fairy drum slowly flips, and the golden merit ring always wraps the two of them. In fact, Tu Lichuan was not seriously injured, and another day passed, and she was the first to open her eyes.

The water of the Wulian Blood River is so powerful that no one has ever been able to fall to half the depth. Despite the protection of the Immortal Drum, both of Tu Lichuan and Yuan Zhi's feet had disappeared at this time. Yuan Zhi is a purple soul body, and the purple air rotation at the broken leg is being repaired rapidly. However, Tu Lichuan Shenyuan was exhausted, and the wound extended rapidly. Glancing at the unconscious Yuan Zhi, Tu Lichuan immediately knew that it was Yuan Zhi and Nie Changhe who saved her. But it was only to save her for a while, and Tu Lichuan knew that she had reached the end of her life.

However, just when she was in a trance, a flash of color suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and the next moment Tu Lichuan almost fell ahead of schedule, and she actually saw An Rujun, the beautiful female cultivator with the most noble bloodline.

The beautiful nun who suddenly appeared was of course Anru-kun. An Rujun had only been in retreat for more than ten years this time, but she felt as if it had been so difficult for her to ascend from the first level of the gods to the second layer of the gods in the past hundreds of years. Just a day ago, it was difficult to enter the cultivation of the second layer of Anru Junheshen, so she simply went out of the customs, and then passed on the idea of meeting Yuan Zhi, but she didn't expect to see a response for a long time.

Originally, An Rujun didn't care, but she didn't know that the True Spirit Bead suddenly trembled, and at this moment An Rujun's heart was inexplicably flustered, she hurriedly called Yuan Zhi one after another, and after three times to no avail, she did not hesitate to step out of the True Spirit Bead.

An Rujun was shocked, although the terrifying aura around her instantly melted away most of her clothes, and An Rujun was even injured, she quickly slapped her palm towards Tu Lichuan. Seeing Yuan Zhi unconscious at a glance, An Rujun had a preconceived idea that Tu Lichuan had made a trick.

"Wait a minute!"

Tu Lichuan used all her strength, and this shout immediately caused her vitality to almost completely collapse.

Anru-kun's hand froze. There was only helplessness and despair in Tu Lichuan's misty eyes, she was not even as good as a mortal at this time. An Rujun immediately sobered up, this crazy woman did not have a trace of killing intent at all.

Tu Lichuan was already angry, "······ You misunderstood, Yuan Zhi saved me······ This is the bottom of the Wulian Blood River, you should be careful······"

An Rujun quickly hugged Yuan Zhi tightly in her arms, and soon she was relieved, although Yuan Zhi was unconscious, the situation was much better than Tu Lichuan.

"Tu Lichuan, what happened?"

"Yuan Zhi will tell you, I hope he will wake up. Fairy An, you may already know that your bloodline is extraordinary······"

An Rujun has no good impression of this crazy woman, remembering the way she looked at her before, An Rujun couldn't help but get goosebumps, "So what?"

"Fairy An, I'm leaving. Before leaving, I'm going to tell you a secret······"

A man is dying, and his words are good. An Rujun finally couldn't bear it, the three of them were already crowded together, she grabbed Tu Lichuan's wrist and tried to enter the divine yuan.

A gleam rose in Tu Lichuan's eyes, "The woman with the Spirit of Disillusionment is really kind······ It's useless, thank you and your fellow Daoists, and also, when you see Nie Daoyou in the future, please convey my gratitude. ”

Speaking of which, Tu Lichuan's primordial spirit actually came out of his body, and there was only a shallow shadow. An Rujun was taken aback, what kind of attack was Tu Lichuan, and even the Yuan Shen was about to collapse, and she couldn't help but worry more about Yuan Zhi.

"Fairy An, the spirit of disillusionment is the supreme in the world, you must achieve the reality of husband and wife with Yuan Zhi as soon as possible, and he will become an existence like the Holy Emperor······"

Tu Lichuan's voice gradually weakened, the primordial spirit collapsed, and the physical body directly dissolved and dissipated at this moment.

A wave of sorrow welled up in his heart, and all his previous disgust and hatred for Tu Lichuan disappeared. The next moment, An Rujun held Yuan Zhi and dodged into the True Spirit Bead, and she was even more worried about why Yuan Zhi hadn't woken up yet.

Seven full days have passed, An Rujun has given Yuan Zhi two large mouthfuls of Xuantian water, Yuan Zhi's external injuries have long been gone, and the Shenyuan has begun to circulate slowly, but the person has never woken up. No matter how Anru Jun called, touched, and cried, Yuan Zhi was motionless.

The True Spirit Bead is already the most well-established world, with the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, birds and flowers. An Rujun hugged Yuan Zhi and walked in this world that only belonged to the two of them. More than ten days have passed, and An Rujun's heart is calm, isn't this the eternal longing for in his heart?

It was a clear river, like the one outside Laiyun City, my hometown. An Rujun slowly dripped into the water with Yuan Zhi in his arms, took off Yuan Zhi's clothes, and then gently cleaned every inch of Yuan Zhi's skin. In the end, An Rujun lightly untied his shirt and washed himself, and the most perfect ketone body was suddenly revealed, but it was a pity that Yuan Zhi was lying on the shore indifferent.

The breeze is light, and the birds are chirping. An Rujun took Yuan Zhi into his arms, and An Rujun remembered Tu Lichuan's last advice, so she and Yuan Zhi were not at all, she hoped that the moment Yuan Zhi woke up, she would be his wife directly.

Yuan Zhi was in a coma these days An Rujun was too tired, and at this time he hugged his beloved, and unconsciously An Rujun fell asleep. Obsession has always enveloped Anjou-kun, and the past has come to a dream. It was at Laiyun Middle School, and six years were not even a blink of an eye for a monk, but those six years were unforgettable.

At first, although her soul was awakened, she missed Yuan Zhi even more when she left the earth, so that when she heard the news of Yuan Zhi in Changyu Star, An Rujun cried excitedly, and met her beloved in the distant starry sky, which was the most profound gift from God to her.

The most regretful thing is to practice the secret of rebirth in the Red Lotus Valley, and I shouldn't have given up that memory easily. The moment he took the raw water, An Rujun couldn't forgive himself.

A tear slipped from the corner of An Rujun's eyes and happened to fall into Yuan Zhi's mouth. One of the two was unconscious, and the other was asleep, but this tear seeped into Yuan Zhi's mouth like a spark igniting the night sky, and Yuan Zhi's originally slowly rotating Shenyuan instantly went crazy.

Yuan Zhi was in a coma this time because the sea of knowledge was closed, and a tear of An Rujun contained some of her essence and blood, even so, at this time, a tear was integrated into Yuan Zhi's meridians, and Yuan Zhi in a coma almost exploded his body. Fortunately, there was the Origin Purple Qi, which quickly guided the operation of the Divine Yuan, and soon Yuan Zhi woke up hazy.

The first thing he felt was soft, and his hands couldn't help but explore, and soon Yuan Zhi's comfortable pores all over his body opened. A peculiar fragrance instantly enveloped him, Lingyu, Yingxue, No, this is Ru Jun. Yuan Zhi, who woke up, didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that the beauty of opening his eyes would disappear.

"Yuan Zhi ······"

An Rujun finally woke up from being tortured, and when she saw Yuan Zhi's greedy posture of climbing, she immediately blushed and completely fell. Before she finished speaking, Yuan Zhi kissed her with a fiery mouth, wild and desperate. An Rujun immediately knew that Yuan Zhi was ready to fly, she had already been mentally prepared, and the moment the two rolled down to the river, they finally broke the last line of defense and fused in shock. At this moment, An Rujun felt a tingling pain, as if the world trembled.

Yuan Zhi was awakened by An Rujun's tears, and the Shenyuan and blood in his body became more and more manic, but he was awake and An Rujun was under him, so his movements were extremely gentle. At this time, the two of them were tossing and turning in the shallow water on the shore, and Yuan Zhi's gentle impact was just like the gentle ripple of the river waves.

From the river to the mountains, from the meadows to the clouds, a lingering meal seems to have gone through endless years.

After a hearty meal, An Rujun buried her head in Yuan Zhi's chest and hugged it tightly, and at this moment her heart was finally quiet and stable.

Yuan Zhixin bloomed, gently brushed the long hair of the beauty, and admired the Aoshi ketone body again, and in an instant he was full of combat power again. Suddenly, Yuan Zhi felt that the dantian seemed to burst all at once, the Divine Yuan was circulating rapidly, and the Divine Yuan was growing wildly in a geometric shape compared to before. Yuan Zhi was taken aback, he couldn't control this explosive growth in the first place. Yuan Zhi immediately crossed into the air, and such a Shenyuan outbreak was afraid that it would hurt Ru Jun.

"How are you, Yuan Zhi?"

An Rujun panicked, and soon she remembered what Tu Lichuan had said, "Yuan Zhi be careful! Tu Lichuan said that my essence blood, that is, the Spirit of Disillusionment, will make your realm grow rapidly, you hurry up and run the exercises!"

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