Lu Jian Daojun's coffin flew out, Chen Weiming naturally sensed it for the first time, and he also figured out what Chen Pan wanted for the first time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But he didn't do it immediately, but looked at Chen Weiming, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"The living are always more important than the dead!"

Chen Pan repeated again: "The three-foot sword, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you, and I are from the same source." It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the same person, but in the final analysis, it is because of different thoughts that can be seen as different people. I look at you now, just like the three-foot sword looked at me back then, that kind of feeling, as if looking at my own brother. ”

"From the moment I made the shot, I knew it wasn't going to end that easily. But I didn't dissuade you, after all, who hasn't had a crazy time, just didn't expect things to get so bad. Now the situation is forcing it, and it can only be so. After all, I've already lost a brother, and I can't afford to lose you anymore. ”

"The soul is gone, the soul imprint is gone, and the corpse is just a thought, except for refining magic weapons or elixirs, there is no other substantive effect. Don't hesitate, time is running out. Any attack, even if it is just an aftermath that sweeps you, Yu'er will definitely die. ”

Yu'er will definitely die...... This sentence was like plowing the court and sweeping the holes, shattering the hesitation in Chen Weiming's heart. Seeing the surrounding Mixed Yuan Emperors approaching one by one, he immediately used the Yuan Spirit Summoning Technique.

"Ahh

As the surrounding Emperor of the Mixed Yuan Emperor approached, there was almost nowhere to escape, as Chen Weiming shouted, the coffin shattered, and a terrifying aura rushed to the sky, like a stone breaking through the sky, shaking the world.

"Whew!"

The yin and yang storm swept around, and in an instant, it blew away all the rushing Mixed Yuan Emperors. A monk as strong as this kind of monk is as vulnerable as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind at this moment.

"Supreme!"

The monks of the anti-Soviet alliance all gasped, so moving, so coercive, so powerful...... Even if they hadn't seen the Supreme, they knew that this must be a monk who had a qualitative gap compared to the Mixed Yuan Emperor, and only the Supreme.

And after the people of the Su family saw Lu Zhuan Daojun clearly, they also breathed sluggishly: "This is ......"

There are few Su family members who don't know what Lu Jian Daojun looks like, and this time, it is no longer that Duobao Ya Sheng, but a genuine Supreme, does that mean......

"Ahh

While everyone was surprised by this sudden appearance of the Supreme, Chen Weiming was howling frantically on the side.

The resurrection of the Yuan Spirit Summoning Technique is already extremely reluctant to resurrect more than two realms, and Lu Jian Daojun has exceeded three great realms for him. It's also thanks to him, a person with strong spiritual power who has had such an experience in the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon World, and if he were someone else, he was afraid that he would directly die violently.

Although he was not dead, the load was not at all something that a normal person could bear, and at this time he felt that his soul was torn apart, and it was as if he had been worn away by a rough stone. The pain can only be described as terrifying.

In such a situation, how can the corpse be manipulated well? Lu Zhuan Daojun's eyes were empty and blank, standing motionless in place, without any movement at all. But even so, it still shocked everyone.

In the face of the Supreme, it is still a supreme with a yin and yang pattern, who dares to speak loudly.

At this time, all the magic weapons stopped, looking at the direction of Lu Jian Daojun, as if they were thinking about something. After Fantianyin turned around, it was like a tired bird returning to its nest, turning into a palm-sized and falling into Chen Weiming's hand.

This is a very ordinary thing, but it is not simple for Chen Weiming.

Loving someone, deep into the bone marrow, Buzhou Shan is not only the spine bone, but also the love memory of Chen Pan's imprinted bone marrow, the woman named Ji Xuefu.

When Fan Tianyin fell into the palm of his hand this time, those memories rushed into his mind like a tsunami.

"Ahh

The brain, which was already on the verge of collapse, became even more painful this time. Wave after wave, one by one, crazy impact on the mind.

Blank, full of chaos, Chen Weiming's entire collapse and complete loss of control.

Gu Zhou looked a little worried: "Will this be ...... Death?"

Chen Pan also frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, everything depends on himself, because this is the only way to survive." If he can't adjust in time, he can only say...... Lost the bet!"

In such a collapsed appearance, the Mixed Yuan Emperor discovered the clue and said softly: "This supreme ...... There is a problem. Why don't I feel the slightest bit of anger from him. ”

There were also other mixed Yuan emperors who saw it: "The eyes are also dull...... It seems, it's a corpse!"

"That kid seems to be out of control, try!"

A Mixed Yuan Emperor let out a deep sigh, raised his hand and shot a large sound wave to kill him.

Seeing that he was about to hit, Lu Zhuan Daojun on the side suddenly moved, swept his hand, flicked his sleeves, and many attacks dissipated in an instant. In an instant, everyone shrunk their necks again and stepped back.

"What's going on?"

In the Pangu axe seal, Chen Pan was surprised.

That Mixed Yuan Emperor was indeed not mistaken, at this time, Chen Weiming's mind had become a mess of porridge, not to mention the outside world, that is, he was not clear about his own situation, and how to defend himself.

And the moment he used the Yuan Spirit Summoning Technique, Chen Weiming went crazy, and he didn't even have time to give the order to guard. At this time, it was impossible for Lu Zhuan Daojun to move, but he just moved, which naturally made him strange.

Unbearable, parting, reunion......

Everything that happened to Ji Xuefu and Chen Pan appeared in Chen Weiming's mind, like a wild horse galloping wildly in the field of memory, galloping and uncontrollable.

The meeting between two people has gone from plain, to profound, to unforgettable. Some people say that a relationship goes from bland to passionate to bland because that's life.

And they are not, because from the beginning to the end there is no chance to return to the dull, and they are missing all their lives, regretting them, until they finally turn into despair.

At the end of the memory, it was Chen Pan standing in the dark universe, looking at the empty world. Extreme Dao, at this moment, he is already extremely Dao, but he is already the only one in heaven and earth.

He used his supernatural powers to create a Ji Xuefu, who only had a body and no soul, dressed in green and smiling.

After a gentle kiss, it dissipates again. This is the last remembrance before the opening of the world.

When the memory calmed down, a soft cry came from my ear: "Dad!"

Although the voice was small, it made Chen Weiming's soul for a while, and he actually came to his senses.

The little girl woke up leisurely, and was looking at Lu Zhuan Daojun on the side motionlessly, with a smile on her face, her smile was extremely bright, and it was sweet to her heart.

Stretching out a hand, he grabbed it in front of him, as if he wanted to grasp the happiness he had not seen for a long time.

It's just that when the hand was halfway out, it suddenly fell weakly, the brilliance in his eyes dissipated, and the breath of life quickly disappeared.

This little girl who has persisted for millions of years finally can't hold on anymore.