Zhong Xiu's body moved slightly, and after a slight hesitation, Si Yao snorted coldly, "Why save her, she and that hypocrite are completely the same dog." ”

Jimo looked at the cultivators, and finally his gaze fell on Yan Ran, "I'll go, I have the Tree of Life in my body, even if she is fake and wants to sneak attack me, it won't be so easy to get it." ”

Zixin'er fell outside the palace, already angry, and the charm had long ceased to exist, and the purple gauze on her body was broken, which could wrap her delicate body, and she was scarred and attached to her body. She passed out unconscious, still muttering, "Save him......"

Yan Ran's face was expressionless, she twisted a piece of down feathers with her fingers, nodded to Jimo, and said, "Go ahead!"

Jimo cautiously walked to Zixin'er's side, and put the vitality in the tree of life into her body, perhaps stimulated by the vitality, Zixin'er woke up, and her eyes slowly swept over everyone.

Jimo withdrew his hand and got up, shook his head slightly, and said, "There is a strange qi in her body, and that qi has already killed all her vitality, and she is fortunate to be alive until now." ”

The silence of the cultivators, life and death, has long been commonplace for monks, but they don't want to watch an acquaintance leave again today, although this acquaintance is a little annoying.

"Am I really not going to live?" Zixin'er smiled miserably, she put away her charm in the past, and now her cheeks were sickly pale, this wry smile actually has a unique charm, but how can the cultivators be in the mood to appreciate it.

"Say, what's going on?" Si Yao finally had a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and her tone quickly softened.

"Ah Chen, he is enchanted, he has a lot of demonic nature, and no one knows ......" Zixin'er's eyes flashed with tears, her lips were silent, and she was choked and couldn't make a sound.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at Yanran and said, "Yanran, although I hate you for taking away all of Ah Chen's heart, but I still gave my body to Ah Chen, there are no regrets in this life, but this time Ah Chen is enchanted, if he doesn't kill his demonic nature in time, he will become a murderous demon at best, and at worst, he will ...... He will surely die......"

"Only you may be able to awaken Ah Chen's humanity and let him get out of his demonic nature. I beg you, I know...... I'm disgusted and like to target you and run you off...... But you adults have a lot, and they will definitely not take these to heart, and now I beg you to save Ah Chen, after all, his heart is all in your place......"

Saying that, Zixin'er actually struggled to get up and knelt down towards Yanran, her eyes full of fragile hope. Xu is a person who is about to die, and his words are also good, and his words are sincere. This sad and ridiculous love is so ironic, but the cultivators don't have this mood.

Yan Ran threw out the down feathers on her hand and held Zixin'er up, "You don't need to kneel to me." ”

Could it be that he has been hypocritical for too long and has developed schizophrenia, obviously this is not a reason.

"Why did he fall into the devil?" Yan Ran looked at Zi Xin'er who was slumped on the ground, her voice was still cold, and her face was expressionless.

"I don't know, Ah Chen said that he needed to retreat to impact the three heavens of begging, but he didn't want to retreat for a long time, and he suddenly came out that day, and it had become like that......" Zixin'er's voice became weaker and weaker, and kneeling towards Yanran had made her run out of oil, and it was difficult to hold on.

"Where is he?"

"I went to the Vermilion Bird Palace......" Zi Xin'er said with difficulty, and suddenly she coughed violently, spurting out a mouthful of blood stasis, and her face suddenly improved a lot, but everyone knows that this is just a return to the light.

Suzaku Hall -

All the cultivators were shocked, and they all looked at each other, and they all saw the other party's astonishment and uneasiness, especially Jimo, he arranged all the monks in the Vermilion Bird Palace, and at this moment, the demon Yan Chen entered the Vermilion Bird Palace, which was destined to be a bloody storm, how could those low-level monks stop it.

What's more, the Sword Brothers, the disciples of the Grinding Iron and Forgetting Dust Sect, and many people who have a relationship with him are among them. Thinking of this, Jimo hurriedly turned around and strode towards the teleportation array in the center of the main hall.

"Jimo, where are you going. Half-broken turned to Jimo, looked at his back and said in a deep voice.

"Suzaku Hall. ”

"Wait a minute! If Changchen really falls into the devil and enters the Vermilion Bird Palace, I'm afraid that it will be too late for you to rush at this moment. Feng Gongzi shook his head and sighed, his eyes showed sadness, all the subordinates who followed him were all in the Vermilion Bird Palace, if Changchen really went to the Vermilion Bird Palace, I am afraid that he Feng Gongzi would be a lonely person in the future.

Jimo's mind roared, the sky thundered rolling, the explosions kept ringing, 'It's too late', yes, Zixin'er rushed here with a seriously injured body, I don't know how long it took, these times are enough for Changchen to slaughter the Vermilion Bird Hall dozens of times.

Zixin'er ignored everything else, just looked at Yanran. The gray-gray gaze still carried hope, "Yanran, please...... Only you...... Talent...... Save...... Pander to...... "Dust ......" struggled to bite out the last word, a peerless beauty disappeared and died, and at the same time there was a ridiculous love.

......

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Vermilion Bird Hall was condensed and oppressive. Many monks huddled together, their faces ugly.

A person in the air was wrapped in black gas, standing across the sky, and those black gases occupied the sky within a radius of more than ten zhang, tumbling non-stop, tyrannical and murderous breaths, swimming wantonly in the air.

Suddenly, the person wrapped in black gas shook his hand and hit a compass glowing with colorful brilliance, and the compass stood long in the wind, instantly rising to more than ten zhang, covering the sky, like a colorful cloud.

The black qi rolled, revealing Chang Chen's evil and handsome face, and the demonic ghost king flower that spread up from the jaw bloomed brilliantly on Chang Chen's face. The purple robe rolled wildly, and the hunt sounded.

"Dust!"

Jian Wushuang screamed, turned his head to look at Jian Wushuang, and a deep fear flashed across his face. Yan Chen appeared here, his appearance changed greatly, and his breath was vertical and horizontal, it was a tumbling black mist, which had swallowed more than a dozen monks.

"What the hell does he want to do?" Jian Wushuang looked at Yan Chen, who was standing in the sky with an evil smile on his face, his face was ugly, and his voice trembled.

The black mist rolled and fell from the sky, covering the dozen monks, and after a dozen breaths, the black mist slowly receded, and the dozen monks had disappeared.

The cultivators' faces changed, and they looked at each other with fear. "He's too much of a person. A monk murmured.

"Who?"

"Chi Ming, it was Chi Ming who came back, that is, Senior Brother didn't kill Chi Ming at all, he left us here to die. The monk screamed.

The terrifying aura spread, and it was constantly brewing in the cultivation, becoming more and more intense, and the cultivation did not change color.

"Don't talk nonsense, he's not a ghost, he's Changchen, a genius disciple of the Forgotten Dust Sect. One of the monks muttered.

"How can this be, he is a disciple of the Forgotten Dust Sect, why should we. "There was a monk muttering, and his face was full of incredulity.

"It's over, he's going to kill everyone. Jian Wushuang's face fell, and his mouth trembled when he looked at Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang retreated bitterly, wanting to stay away from the dust.

"Surrender, or die. The thunder sound exploded in the sky, and the strange gaze of the demon swept over the cultivators, and his face was expressionless.

The cultivators looked at each other uneasily, and slowly retreated back in submission. No one wants to choose a proud monk, and no one wants to choose death.

The aura of terror is constantly rising, and the aura of restlessness, restlessness, resentment, and all kinds of uneasiness is sublimated among the cultivators. The black mist boiled, taking away the lives of the monks from time to time, and the compass fell in the sky, taking down the oppressive breath and suppressing the cultivators.

"Hey, Senior Brother Changchen!"

After a pause of more than a dozen breaths, the terror had spread to the extreme, and the sword invincible crept towards the dust, his face full of inadequacy.

"Invincible, you're crazy, come back. Jian Wushuang's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly at Jian Wushuang's back. However, Jian Invincible didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight towards Yan Chen.

"Humph!"

The cold snort across the sky made Jian Invincible's body tremble, and he almost collapsed on the ground, and the black mist descended from the sky, forming a huge black dragon and swallowing towards Sword Invincible.

"Senior Brother Changchen, spare your life, you are wise and powerful, tall and mighty, and the small ones worship infinitely, don't kill me......" Jian Invincible exclaimed, closing his eyes in despair.

"Invincible...... Damn!" Jian Wushuang rushed towards Jian Wushuang, and his speed soared to the extreme.

The black mist failed to fall for a long time, and Jian Invincible looked up at the terrifying face that looked down on him, and a trace of an ugly smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Senior Brother Yanchen!"

"I know you. The murmuring sound sounded in the sky, and Yan Chen actually walked towards the sword invincible.

"It's a supreme honor to be known by Senior Brother Changchen!" Jian Invincible showed a stiff flattery, knelt on the ground with a bang, leaned on the ground and trembled, "Senior Brother Changchen, you are tall and mighty, powerful and invincible, punching Beiyuan, kicking Nanling, and flying headlong into the West Desert, I worship you infinitely, I want to surrender to you and be a small soldier, and I hope that Senior Brother Changchen can accept the small one." ”

"Invincible, you ......" Jian Wushuang paused, looking at Jian Wushuang with a shocked face.

"Brother, the one who knows the times is Junjie, Senior Brother Yanchen is so powerful, we will be under his command, and we will be able to make a name for thousands of years in the future. Jian Wushu didn't dare to look at Jian Wushuang, and leaned on the ground and said in a muffled voice.

"Invincible, you, you, are you trying to anger me......" Jian Wushuang trembled and pointed at Jian Invincible, his face full of hatred that iron is not steel.

"Really?" Yan Chen looked down at Sword Invincible, "Very well, then you will kill him for me." ”

Jian Wushuang's body trembled, and he looked along the fingertips of Yan Chen, only to see Jian Wushuang's face pale and keep shaking his head.

"Yes! Jian Wushuang froze slightly for a moment, got up and walked towards Jian Wushuang, "Brother, don't blame me, as long as you surrender to Senior Brother Changchen, everything will be fine, but it's a pity that you ...... Alas, I hope we will be brothers for the rest of our lives. ”

Jian Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and kept shaking his head, his face full of incredulity, "Invincible, wake up, although you are timid, you will never do such a hurtful thing, tell my brother, you are just dizzy for a while, and it is too late to turn back now!"

"Brother, I'm not dizzy, I'm very sober, surrender to Senior Brother Yanchen, as long as you surrender to him, we will ...... in the future" Jian Wushu walked slowly towards Jian Wushuang, every step seemed to be carrying tens of thousands of catties, extremely heavy.

"Invincible, you ......" Jian Wushuang laughed helplessly, "Okay, since that's the case, then you can kill your brother and seek your wealth." In the future, we will no longer be brothers!"

Jian Invincible's body trembled, and he suddenly paused......

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