In an instant, the situation changed abruptly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the intense light suddenly transformed into darkness, everyone who was originally fighting to the death stopped at this moment, for some reason.

The night was vast, only the faint light emitted by the magic weapon in everyone's hand, and even this little light seemed to be swallowed up by the night.

With the faint light, the woman in the yellow dress can see Lin Yizhi's current situation clearly.

Lin Yizhi's whole person flew back upside down, his two arms seemed to be broken from the arms, floating left and right like dead leaves in the night wind, and Lin Yizhi's backward track was dotted with shocking blood droplets.

Seeing that Lin Yizhi was about to fall heavily into the dust, the Chixiao Immortal Sword, which had already been taken off, let out a scream, and came quickly in the direction of its master.

Then he gently floated under Lin Yizhi's body, as if holding a baby, carefully supporting Lin Yizhi, who was already unconscious, to levitate on a flat ground, and then slowly fell.

Then he circled around Lin Yizhi a few times.

Only then did he feel a little lonely, and his forehead was stuck in the dirt beside him.

"Zheng-" made a faint sound.

The woman in yellow clothes took the opportunity to suddenly wave the acacia buckle and forced the god-killing hall master who was mostly focused on Lin Yizhi to retreat, and then the yellow shadow flashed and came to Lin Yizhi's approach. The voice was already a little crying: "Lin Yizhi, why are you so stupid? Why don't you hide? Get up quickly!"

With that, he leaned down, shook his body sadly, and kept calling.

The little monk Xuanyu snorted coldly: "There are more than a hundred of you, isn't the Buddha afraid of you?"

After that, he also flew to the front and looked at the unconscious Lin Yizhi, only to see that his face was like white paper, and his entire arm and tiger's mouth were already blurred with blood.

I couldn't help but be moved by compassion, and sighed, "Amitabha-"

Seeing that Lin Yizhi couldn't wake up, the woman in the yellow dress felt sad in her heart, only thinking that Lin Yizhi was dead, and her voice became low and sad: "Lin Yizhi, you won't die, when I kill this group of wicked people, I will rush back to the church with you on my back, beg Daddy to save you, Daddy must have a way!"

Suddenly, she tightly shook the acacia buckle in her hand and raised her head suddenly. The plain light gauze swayed, although her face could not be seen clearly, but there was an innegligible murderous aura from the swaying of the light veil.

She said word by word: "You Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, one counts as one, and today I will let you pay for Lin Yizhi's life!"

After that, Huo Ran got up and wanted to fight to the death.

However, at this moment, Lin Yizhi, who was already like a dead corpse, suddenly moved, and then slowly stretched out his hand, trembling to hold the hand of the woman in yellow clothes.

Between the tentacles, a handful of tenderness.

His grip did not have any strength at all, and even that grip could not be called a grip at all, so it was more appropriate to call it a touch.

However, it was this "touch" that had no power but used all the strength of Lin Yizhi's whole body that made the woman in yellow stop abruptly, as if she had been electrocuted.

Lin ...... Yi Zhi ......" muttered the yellow-robed woman, turning abruptly away.

She clearly saw Lin Yizhi's eyes open hard, and his lips squirmed as if he wanted to say something.

But the voice was too small, and the woman in the yellow dress did not hesitate at all, and put her head to his lips.

That's when I heard what he said.

If she doesn't listen, she is already trembling when she hears it, and tears are raining like silk.

He was clearly saying, "Auntie...... Don't go for ...... Leave me alone...... Take advantage of their lack of attention and get out of the way...... Although Lin Yizhi is dead, he can also protect his aunt and ......."

At this moment, there was no longer any sound in the ears of the yellow-robed woman, only Lin Yizhi's intermittent but resolute voice.

In this world, I am afraid that there is no one like this teenager to himself.

In the future, I will follow this young man wherever he goes, even if he wants his own life.

Thinking of this, the yellow-robed woman's voice became more and more gentle: "Today, if you die, I will also die in battle, and it is good for us to die together!"

With that, he walked lightly in front of the Soulless Hall Master, and his voice was as cold as ice: "However, you are going to die in front of me!"

The Soulless Hall Master sneered: "This kid wants to pick up my Soulless Ge himself, and he will find death by himself!"

The woman in the yellow dress didn't answer, she raised her hand, and the acacia buckled a streamer, and hit the main body of the Soulless Hall.

The Soulless Hall Master didn't care, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and said angrily: "Soulless Ge, smash her to death for me!"

After that, he had to swing the soulless song to block the acacia buckle that shot in.

But he never expected that the soulless Ge had just been held in his hand again, and he only mentioned it lightly.

I could only hear three muffled sounds of "bang-", "bang-", and "bang-".

Looking at the soulless Ge again, it shattered one by one like porcelain, and the fragments cracked, accompanied by the mountain wind, suspended in mid-air.

The Soulless Hall Master didn't expect this sudden change at all, so he was taken aback and stood on the spot.

"It's ........ What's going on!"

This was the last word that the Soulless Hall Master left in this world. Due to the sudden shattering of Soulless Ge, he didn't expect it at all, and he was stunned for a moment.

The acacia buckle was already unhindered and hit his bear-like head.

"Smack-" This blow only hit the brains like ten thousand peach blossoms.

The woman in the yellow dress saw that she had succeeded in a blow, and a yellow shadow was already in front of her, and she waved her hand quickly again, and the acacia buckle did not turn back, but instead an arc directly hit the soulless hall master Dantian.

It happened suddenly, and there was no time to react. Before the Soulless Hall Master had time to get out of his body, the baby-sized body Primordial Infant had already been shattered by Acacia.

"Boom-" With a bang, the soulless hall master's body, which had long been headless, fell heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Soulless Hall Master may not have died until he died, but he didn't understand why he had lost his life in an instant, when he was already in sight of victory.

The Godslayer Hall Master looked at all this indifferently, and even at the moment when the Soulless Hall Master fell, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The voice of the god killer hall master was cold, without the slightest regret: "That Chixiao Immortal Sword, how can it be a mortal product, he himself doesn't know, although that kid is about to die, but he also desperately blocked that one, although it didn't hurt him, but it has already destroyed the soulless weapon, and he still urges it with his true qi, such a fool is not qualified to serve the God King, and he will die!"

The little monk Xuanyu heard it sincerely, and snorted: "You are not a good thing, you wish he died!"

The God Killer Hall Master sneered: "I don't care if he dies or not, but you will be the next one to die!"

After that, he waved the folding fan in his hand and came towards the Xuanyu fan.

Xuan Yu smiled: "That's right, fighting with those crab soldiers and shrimp generals really makes the Buddha very unhappy!"

The magic weapon flashed, and the two were already fighting.

The woman in the yellow dress just wanted to help, and the hundred killers had already surrounded her.

It was originally one hundred and eight people, but eight were killed by Xuanyu, and now there are only one hundred people left.

The two sides fought again, and this time the battle was even more intense.

Zi Kite, who had been standing there, watched the situation in the field, and his brows gradually furrowed.

She knew that if time passed, Xuan Yu and the man in yellow clothes would inevitably be defeated. Those hundred killers are still second, but the god killing hall master is a cultivator above the seventh level of the Yuan Infant, even if Xuan Yu and the woman in yellow clothes are attacked, there is no possibility of victory.

Thinking of this, she slowly looked down at the waning moon mirror she was holding in her arms, and then looked back into the cave.

In the cave, it was Xue XVII, who had been poisoned and covered with scale armor.

Zi Kite shook her head and sighed, closing her eyes slightly.

It seems to be a trade-off.

The waning moon mirror seemed to understand the master's thoughts, and a faint purple streamer suddenly appeared on the mirror body.

...... ......

The night was getting deeper. In the vast night, a faint layer of fog rose at some point.

Where the two sides clashed, there was a valley. And all around the valley, there are cliffs and steep walls, which plunge into the vast black sky, and the cliffs seem to be much higher than the stars in the sky.

No one thought of it. Just when the two sides were in full swing, this sky-high cliff was on top of the steep face.

One person, standing with his hands in his hands. Quietly through the cliffs, watching the desperate fight between the two sides in the valley, but did not say a word.

The man was dressed in blue, perhaps because his physique was too thin, and the blue clothes fluttered left and right with the night wind.

The mountain wind was getting colder, blowing through the man's hair, but he seemed to be like a clay sculpture, still silent and motionless.

Beside him, a clear green cone-shaped magic weapon was slowly floating, and the clear green light was like a pool of blue water, pulling out a faint green silk thread from time to time.

It's just that, incommensurate with the man's wide clothes, there is a snow-white fox fur shawl around his neck, which is reflected in the turquoise light, and it seems that the fox fur has also come to life.

The man obviously noticed the small movement of this turquoise magic weapon, and said faintly, as if to himself: "Leave the cone...... Don't you want to have fun watching their lively fights?...... It's just that I'm not used to fighting and killing, so it's better to stay here quietly with me......"

Although he said this, his eyes still did not look at the clear green magic weapon called the cone of detachment, and still watched every move under the cliff.

The night breeze was whining, and he suddenly felt a chill on his face, and slowly looked up at the black sky.

A little drizzle, I don't know when it quietly sprinkled down.

He stretched out his hand, and a drop of rain fell impartially on the tip of his very pale finger. A little bit translucent.

"It's raining...... It's a little chilly this day......"

He was still talking to himself, and then tightened the fox fur shawl around his neck.

For some reason, with this action, he coughed violently, his shoulders trembled, and he looked even weaker.

However, he still had no intention of leaving, and still stood there, his head as if next to the dark sky.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the struggle under the valley was covered by the rain curtain, and it was a little difficult to see.

It's just that he didn't care that the rain had become heavier, and he still stood there, watching the fight.

The light of the various magic weapons in the valley was reflected in his black pupils.

Suddenly, he felt that the rain seemed to stop.

He looked up suddenly, and it was an oil-paper umbrella. Then he smiled faintly.

The color of the oil-paper umbrella is familiar to him.

He slowly stretched out his hand and stroked the snow-white hand holding the umbrella.

However, he didn't look back, and only said softly: "Jinxue...... What are you doing here. ”

The gentle voice of the woman behind him sounded: "It's raining, I'm looking for you." ”

The man nodded: "Forget it, Mohu's murder knife is already out of its sheath, let's go back and look for our murder knife." It's just that his murder knife is nothing more than a pile of corpses in my eyes. ”

After that, he gently took out an object from his arms, and looked at it by the light of the clear green magic weapon, but it was a wooden tablet.

The wooden tablet is engraved with two ancient seals: killing gods.

The man raised his hand slightly, and the wooden tablet instantly slipped from his hand and fell into the depths of the valley, and after a while, it disappeared into the vast night.

"Originally, I just borrowed the knives of those people to get rid of the soulless, but in this case, I simply took the god-killing hand. ”

With that, he turned around and gently pulled the woman's waist, and the oil-paper umbrella shook gently because of his movements, covering the sight of the two.

"Have you decided?" the woman asked softly.

"Decided ......"

"Do you regret ?......"

"No regrets. ”

Without further words, the man was going to hold up the oil-paper umbrella a little higher and leave.

However, when the oil-paper umbrella was lifted slightly, he was stunned, and the steps he had taken stopped there like that.

In front of him, at some point, a man in white appeared.

This person stood in the rain, looking at them lightly, and his face was also with a faint smile.

He smiled faintly when he saw that he saw himself.

Gently arched his hand and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, Chen ......"

It seemed that he remembered something, or he deliberately corrected it: "No, no, Su Protector...... Don't come unharmed. ”