At this moment, I saw that the sleeves of the last sleep were raised, and the slender five fingers were as open as claws, skyrocketing to the size of several zhang square circles, and from a distance it looked like a grinding plate, shrouded in the top of the heads of the eight people in the South China Sea, and slapped down wildly.

Lin Zhongyu below staggered, not yet standing firm in the air. was the giant palm and the eight people of the South China Sea, only to hear a loud "boom", the ground in the small valley shook for a while, and a clear and incomparably large handprint appeared on the ground.

In the palm of the giant palm, a sharp corner protrudes, two huge wooden planks are placed together, as if they are a support, and even more like a small tent, supporting a tiny space.

I only heard the sound of popping, but I saw that under the two wooden boards, there was a sensation, and then a figure slowly crawled out. He was crawling so slowly, still coughing. The figure was so humble, so wolf-bèi, yet so persistent. Lin Zhongyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and thought with a wry smile and self-deprecation, what kind of way to advance? He tried to stand up, but found that his legs did not have any strength, so he sat down on the ground.

At this time, Lin Zhongyu felt a pain in his heart for some reason, and looked sideways back. I saw two dry and rotten heavy wooden planks full of holes, supporting each other in one place, as if protecting a small hole below--- and that was where Lin Zhongyu was committed. A chain lay there quietly.

A breeze blew, blowing his dusty hair. Squeak, squeak, the two planks finally fell to the ground unwillingly after a while, and the two tips buried deep in the ground were exposed.

These two plank-like things, which seem to be one, are now divided into two parts like a crescent moon if they are put together according to their shapes.

And Lin Zhongyu sat there, and he was stunned for a while. The two planks on the ground were nothing else, none other than his three-foot Qiong Hook Jade.

When did the three-foot Qiong Goyu come to the top of his head and protect his body. Lin Zhongyu couldn't think of anything. The "corpse" of the ugly fake magic weapon was broken into two pieces and cooled there.

A sense of sorrow, a heart-wrenching feeling, swept the world. Lin Zhongyu trembled and stretched out his hands, holding the two pieces of three-foot qiong in his arms.

Once upon a time, there was a soft "poof" sound, and the bloody wound in the center of the three-foot Qiong Hook Jade.

Once upon a time, a forgery once gave up his body for a stupid and dull master.

Today, it has broken into two pieces, and finally it has no breath. Stroking the mottled and horizontal, purple-red surface of the three-foot Qiong Hook Jade, what is it that breaks Lin Zhongyu's heart?

Finally, I looked at the little red blood stain in my jade-like palm, and on my beautiful face, there was surprise and sighing. The moment she first saw that strange magic weapon, her whole body trembled with excitement, and the one just now was not only to kill the eight cicadas in the South China Sea, but also to confirm the thoughts in her heart.

The ancient treasure in the legend is the embodiment of the anger of heaven and earth, which is indestructible and unbreakable, and it is also related to the thousand-year-old luck of the demon clan. How could she not care. But I didn't expect that the "magic weapon" would be destroyed in my hands so lightly. What's even more ridiculous is that it seems to be broken for the sake of the "protector". The ancient gods are mysterious, and they are just imitations that have such spirituality.

Even if the magic weapon has a machine spirit, it is unknown. From this point of view, what is not allowed to be cultivated in the world of the moon and the desolation? What the animism of all things says is true. Finally away from the nine-tailed body, it is the top monster in the world, and it is not far from the heaven and earth in front of her. Just now he destroyed a spiritual thing with his own hands, how can he not sigh!

It's ridiculous that the South China Sea Cicada, which also died in her hands, was not in her consideration, maybe in her heart, people are not even as good as a dead thing.

The corpses of the eight cicadas in the South China Sea have been turned into mud and powder under the heavy hands of the final sleep, and they are unrecognizable.

Finally left the song with the jade bottle, comforted the slightly arrogant purple fish on his shoulders with one hand, and quietly looked at the figure on the ground.

In the breeze, the slightly fishy smell slowly drifted away. The mountains are still green, but the sun has slanted on the horizon. It looks like it's going to be night in a while. At this moment, I saw Lin Zhongyu's figure burst out, but it was a punch to the door of the final sleep.

The purple fish on the shoulders that finally left the sleep turned the whites of his eyes, and he pretended to sleep, and his contempt for Lin Zhongyu was overflowing. But seeing Lin Zhongyu's fist one foot away from the door of the final sleep, it seemed to hit an iron wall, and when it was bounced away by a huge force, the whole body was instantly numb, and then fell heavily to the ground.

With a grunt, Lin Zhongyu climbed up, his face was expressionless, his body rose again, and he punched again, the result was still the same as the first time, but the force of the shock was greater, and the whole arm was like a broken off, and it fell to the ground again, heavy and ruthless!

But he was still the same as the previous times, he was about to get up, but his movements were a little slow, and there was not much pure essence left in his body, so he tried his best to control his body, flew in front of Zhong Limei, and raised his fist again, but before the fist was played, he was already trembling involuntarily. Where is the slightest point of accuracy.

In this way, Lin Zhongyu didn't know how many times he got up, the blood from the corner of his mouth had already flowed to his chest, and his viscera had already been injured, but he still got up like that, shook his fist, and landed on the ground.

He was like a puppet who knew no pain and never tired. Behind him is a three-foot Qiong Hook jade that is broken into two sections.

And the strange thing is that she didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, or preparing to leave, she just looked at the little human in front of her quietly, and the purple ray on her shoulder was already snoring slightly. There was no expression on the beautiful face that finally left sleep. Just looked at the young man with a somewhat delicate face and biting his lip. Seems to have remembered something?

I don't know how long it took, but the sun wheel had already fallen. Lin Zhongyu finally landed hard, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold up his body with his hands. I don't have the strength to use either foot. He rested his forehead on the ground, clenched his teeth, stared at the ground only an inch away from him, and breathed heavily. Still trying to stand up......

"Is it over? Human!"

As he spoke, the white light flashed in his hand, but he threw the jade bottle in front of Lin Zhongyu, and said coldly: "Is this the so-called human righteous path? Your generation is far inferior to the past. A junior like you, killing will only dirty my old man's hands. I'm going to spare your life, but I'm going to help me send Xuanyang Xiao'er to the South China Sea Sect! When you make progress in your cultivation, I'll take your life again! Hmph!" It's just that her eyes are shining, but they are not as sharp as words.

In the sneer, the red light flashed, and finally disappeared in an instant.

Lin Zhongyu Zhongyu exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and fell to the ground with a puff, and then fainted.