"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Jimo and Wu Yu both hit the ground.

"Beat me up, huh!" Jimo coughed up a mouthful of blood from his mouth, grabbed the other half of Wuyu's wings with both hands, and the muscles in his hands burst out.

"Wow!"

Jimo shook off the wings in his hand, didn't care about the blood spilled on his face, and smashed his fists into Wu Yan's cheeks.

"Dead crow, aren't you crazy? Hmph, the master still thinks you are so powerful! ”

Jimo smashed a series of shelling on Wu Yan's face, almost deforming Wu Yan's face full of feathers, and sprinkling long bloodshots from the sharp beak. However, Wu Yu didn't care, just stared at the sky behind Jimo, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty madness.

Who is he Wuyu, the son of Wuyu, the son of the valley demon clan. Since childhood, he has been pampered and respected, and when he has suffered such humiliation, "I will kill you!"

With Wu Yu's angry roar, the feather magic weapon in the air turned into a streamer of light, stabbing straight towards Jimo's brain.

Wu Yu frantically hugged Jimo, not letting Jimo in his arms move, he laughed wildly, "Since you destroyed my wings, then pay the price of your life for it!"

Jimo felt the murderous aura above his head, and tried hard to get up from Wu Yan's arms, but was pulled by Wu Yan to death.

Jimo's face changed, and the cold killing machine above his head was getting closer and closer, and Jimo even felt a chill on his scalp, and he was a little bit into his body.

"You want me to die, dream!"

"Drink!"

Jimo let out a deep sigh, and his whole body strength suddenly exploded, turning over and lifting Wu Yan's body up.

If you want me to die, then you must be prepared to die.

Wu Yan's face changed drastically, he really didn't expect Jimo to treat him as a meat shield. No, it's that he doesn't have a chance to think about it at all, and he doesn't think about it.

"Phew!"

Heaven and earth seemed to be left with the faint sound of a sharp blade tearing flesh and blood in an instant, and Wu Yu glared angrily, and the struggle of his body became slower and slower, and finally there was no movement.

Wu Yu's eyes were still wide, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. His eyeballs slowly lost the color of life, and were covered with the gray of death.

Jimo looked at the feather magic weapon that poked its head out of Wu Yu's heart in fear, felt the cold murderous aura on the magic weapon, and tasted the warm liquid that was constantly dripping from the tip of the magic weapon.

Although Wu Yu committed suicide, it was also indirectly because Jimo died, Jimo did not feel guilty, but gave birth to an indescribable emotion, which was very complicated, indescribable, and unclear.

This arrogant demon son finally died, and he died very suddenly, in "his own hands".

Jimo got up and pushed away the Wu Yan who was pounced on him, looked up at the vast collision in the sky, and quickly looked at the Inquiry Halberd that was thrown away by Wu Yan.

The end of the world――

Jimo walked to the side of the Inquiry Halberd, and lifted the Inquiry Halberd that was placed diagonally on the ground, and the tip of the halberd pointed to the black feather in the sky.

"You old crow, you want the life of the master three or four times, don't blame me for the sneak attack this time. ”

For the so-called sneak attack, Jimo has no guilt at all. This is a mortal situation, either you die or I die, and to be merciful to the enemy is to send yourself on the road to death.

Carefully recalling the halberd that night was half-pierced, and carefully savoring the untouchable feeling in the air not long ago, Jimo seemed to grasp something, and kept moving closer to it.

"The halberd stabbed out by the remnant senior brother, who else is I am domineering and mighty; the halberd I stabbed not long ago, I don't ask about the result, but ask for a question. ”

"Who else but ask for ...... heart"

"I ...... Myself"

Jimo let out a loud shout, holding the Inquiry Halberd in both hands, and stabbed towards the black feather in the sky.

The end of the world――

The aura in his body was quickly drawn out and rushed towards the tip of the Asking Heart Halberd, and a one-foot-long, one-inch cyan cold light slowly condensed at the tip of the halberd.

The aura in the dantian was only extracted in an instant, but the cold glow of the halberd tip was still unfinished, frantically extracting the aura in Jimo's body, extracting the aura in Jimo's flesh and blood, Jimo's face instantly turned pale and withered.

The surrounding aura also frantically surged towards the cold light at the tip of the Inquiry Heart Halberd, and a breeze of aura blew in the air. The light grew brighter and brighter.

"Thorn!"

Jimo shouted loudly, his face became slightly twisted and hideous, the wisps of green clothes on his body were even more ruined, and his black hair jumped wildly.

"Roar!"

A low dragon chant suddenly erupted in the air, and a green dragon about nine zhang long rushed out from the tip of the halberd, with teeth and claws, and the dragon's whiskers were excited.

"Boom!"

The green dragon roared and crashed into the black feather, breaking through the countless feather magic weapons flying on the surface of the black feather's body, but it only weakened the power of the small amount.

Jimo's move actually broke the magic weapon, although the feather magic weapon of the black feather took the route of quantity, and it was not very hard and powerful in itself.

But Jimo is only the Four Heavens of Qixuan. Even the worst magic weapon must come from the powerhouse of the Heavenly Beggar Realm.

That night, the half-incomplete bare hands tore apart the rosary artifact, which completely shocked Jimo, but he didn't think that after only seven days, Jimo could also break the magic weapon.

Although the price paid is too great, the aura in the flesh and blood is drained, unless there is a heavenly treasure to restore qi and blood, otherwise Jimo is running the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra", and it will take at least three days to recover.

One move will require fifty percent of the aura in Jimo's body, no, if the aura in Jimo's body is sufficient, replacing the aura that is extracted from the flesh and blood, then this move should be extracted from seventy percent of the aura in Jimo's body.

The green dragon's residual power was undiminished, and it collided with the black feather in front of him.

"Boom!"

The sky bloomed with a square radiance of flowers, enveloping the black feather inside, and the bright brilliance covered the color of the pupils, and the black feather disappeared.

The aura was evacuated, and the nearby Tianya automatically stopped running, and Jimo's body lost the support of the nearby Tianya, and fell straight from the air to the ground.

The corner of his eyes swept the face full of surprise, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a satisfied smile.

Suddenly, a huge jet-black ball appeared in Jimo's pupils, and countless feathers on the surface of the ball swirled and stirred, cutting through the air, and the sharp feather blade cut through Jimo's skin, and blood oozed out.

That brilliance continued to magnify and magnify in Jimo's eyes...... It's here!

"Tiny human beings, and my son's life will be returned!"

Wu Yu's mournful voice sprinkled the sky, and the sorrow of the white-haired demon sending the black-haired demon made Wu Yu's emotions instantly out of control.

"Die!"

Countless feather magic weapons swirled and condensed together, forming a huge sharp cone, which flashed and rushed towards Jimo's eyebrows.

Jimo looked at the sharp cone that rushed to his forehead with a pale face......

Finished!

......

The water is murmuring, the wildflowers are fragrant, the butterflies are dancing, and the green trees are verdant.

A warm sun hung in the sky, and from time to time there were birds chasing and small beasts fighting.

A waterfall falling from the sky lapped the waterhole on the ground, splashing a few feet high, and the river was wide and sparkling.

A huge stone stands on the riverside, the stone is nine zhang high, and the radius is not less than seven zhang, this is a huge stone.

The surface of the boulder is flat and wide, and a figure stands on it.

The silver-white silky hair is windless, the body is wearing a white dust-free gauze, the delicate face is emotionless, and the starry eyes are glowing with frost that never thaws.

The empty valley orchid, the butterfly in the snow, the fairy in the dust, the jade man in the ice.

Behind Yan Ran was a stone bed that was not very wide, covered with a white futon and wrapped in a ruddy Jimo.

I don't know how long it took, but with a gentle breeze, it blew Jimo's closed eyes.

Jimo blankly glanced at the blue sky, feeling the warm sun, and his heart crossed a thick doubt, "Am I not dead yet?"

His eyes suddenly stopped on Yan Ran, who was standing, and Ji Mo was stunned, "I'm really not dead?" Senior Sister Yan Ran saved me!"

The crazy deformed cheeks of Wu Yu suddenly flashed in his mind, flashed the sharp cone of the feather magic weapon that rushed to his face, and flashed the yellow protective barrier left in Lao Mo's body and shattered......

After that, he didn't know anything, Jimo thought he was dead, but he didn't expect to be rescued by Yanran. "Is this a dream?" Jimo silently stared at the shadow, and an unreal suspicion crossed his heart.

That Qianying seemed to feel that Jimo had been watching her silently, turned to look at Jimo, and the frost on his face gradually melted, "Wake up!"

"Senior Sister Yanran saved me!" Jimo nodded, propped his arms on the stone bed, and wanted to get up, but he felt a weakness from his body, and he collapsed on the stone bed again.

Yanran nodded, "Don't get up, you've been in a coma for two days, although your injuries have recovered, you still need to recuperate, the aura in your body has been drained clean, and even the aura in your flesh and blood has lost a lot, and now you are still very weak......"

Jimo smiled helplessly, nodded lightly, lowered his eyebrows to hide the joy in his eyes, and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yanran, for saving your life." ”

"Fool, what are you doing so hard?"

Jimo smiled but didn't answer, and changed the subject, "What about Wu Yu?"

"I escaped, but I've already killed the wolf demon and the other great demons of the Enlightenment Realm. ”

Yan Ran's words were flat, and she really couldn't imagine that such a delicate woman would actually say murderous words in her mouth.

"Escaped!" Jimo felt a faint disappointment in his heart.

"It's just a lost dog! What if you escape? I didn't want to kill them, just to save my fellow humans who were imprisoned by them, but I didn't hold ......back when I wanted to kill you, so I didn't hold back."

A thick warm current crossed Jimo's heart, but he was a little puzzled, "Why is Senior Sister Yanran so good to me?"

But Jimo will definitely not be stupid enough to ask Yanran.

I suddenly remembered the doubt I had all along in my heart, a doubt that I had since I met the half-broken and Si Yao that night.

"Senior Sister Yanran, do we have a grudge against other forces?" But I thought it was very strange, I killed the disciples of other forces, but Yanran led the disciples of other forces to attack the demon clan.

The disciples of the Banshan Sect wanted his Jimo's life, but why did they obey Yanran's leadership?

Jimo knew that the Forgotten Dust Sect and the Banshan Sect were both powerful sects on the edge of the Eternal Wilderness, and their strength was comparable, and it was normal for them to compete with each other, but it was not enough to let their respective disciples put each other to death.

"Why?"

......

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