In the Wind Forest Volcano, the first person to receive Lang Jianxin's request for help was not the Blood Dragon, but the Raising Darkness.

Geographically, his Poor Palace was the closest to Lang Jianxin's Jinyun Pavilion.

But Yang Youji did not immediately set off for help, but was stunned, and then hesitated for a while.

Because at the beginning, he thought it should be a little joke made by Lang Jianxin without laughter.

How could the existence of the Golden Immortal level of Hehe Daluo, who was invincible in the Great Void Wilderness with his sword dao and cultivated as a leader among the eighty-one brothers of Chiyou, encounter a catastrophe of life and death?

If it was the Lord of the Heavenly Palace who came in person, this might be able to explain it. But the problem is that in the immortal consciousness sent out by Lang Jianxin, it is clearly a young man.

How is this possible?Yang Youji almost laughed at Lang Jianxin's message for help and ignored it.

Fortunately, Yang Youji knew Lang Jianxin very well, and knew that he would never joke, let alone make such jokes.

Therefore, after a little hesitation, Yang Youji finally decided to rush to Jinyun Pavilion to see for himself what was going on.

However, it was precisely this slight hesitation that left him behind, and the first to rush to Jinyun Pavilion became the Blood Dragon.

The Blood Dragon almost couldn't believe his eyes, or more accurately, his immortal sense.

I saw that the magnificent and majestic Jinyun Pavilion in the past had turned into a sea of fire at this moment, and +1+book+read+novelxstxt was rumbling and collapsing and damaged.

The Light of Heaven dimmed dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye, shattering and mutilated.

Lang Jianxin's true body loomed, as if exposed to a young man's blade.

Diao Xiaosi, who had recovered his original appearance, ignited the Kunwu Divine Sword, and bombarded Lang Jianxin unreasonably.

What the blood dragon couldn't understand was that from Diao Xiaosi's sword posture, it was inferred that his cultivation was a spirit immortal to death, and it was impossible to beat Lang Jianxin to the point that he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back.

Soon, his face changed drastically, and he sensed the breath of the Tianluo Star Disk.

All of a sudden, the Blood Dragons understood, and the fear and hatred buried in the depths of their memories came out together.

But his top priority is to rush to the aid of Lang Jianxin. After the Ancient War of the Flood and the Battle of the Forgotten Wilderness, the Chiyou Eighty-one Brothers, who were at the peak of their lineup at the beginning, withered day by day, and there was not much left, and the feelings between them became deeper and deeper.

Seeing that the heart of the Lang Sword was in danger, a low whistling sound like a dragon's groan came from the throat of the Blood Dragon, tumbling and rolling through the sky, surging straight towards the battlefield of Jinyun Pavilion.

This "Broken Army Witch Sound" contains supreme divine skills, the evil qi is surging and destroys the heart, and the immortals in the Thirteen Void Realms can't afford it. As long as Diao Xiaosi's immortal heart is torn apart by the sound of the broken army, his cultivation will definitely be greatly affected, and it will be enough for Lang Jianxin to support the reinforcements and rush to save the day.

Almost in any particular order, the other side of the dark sky sounded in the distance, the high-pitched agitation was full of gold and iron killing aura, but the attack on the heart was similar.

Immediately after that, several more whistles sounded in all directions, one after another, and the mountains shook with amazing momentum.

Lang Jianxin showed a hint of joy slightly, looked at Diao Xiaosi and said, "You run away now, maybe it's still too late." ”

Diao Xiaosi didn't say anything, but the murderous aura in his eyes was the best answer.

Today, at all costs, you will kill the wave Kenshin!

It's not just a belief, a vision, it's a promise.

Of course, he also knew that if he hesitated a little and waited for the other Forgetful Fierce Giants to arrive, even with the help of the Tianluo Astrolabe surrounded on all sides, he would not be able to resist the desperate situation.

However, at this time, who else would be greedy for life and afraid of death? Diao Xiaosi lifted his spirits, squeezed out all the immortal yuan and went straight through the Kunwu Divine Knife, his heart and the knife broke the cauldron, and shouted: "Xiaoya, brother avenges you!"

If he heard his call, the light of the Tianluo astrolabe was the strongest, like a **** sun with dazzling brilliance and incomparable, and the place where the raging tide passed was bright and pure, holy and ethereal. All the dark winds and fires, black smoke and miasma, swept away like boiling snow, like a clear world.

Lang Jianxin's body cracked inch by inch under the divine light of the Tianluo Star Disk, like a piece of Xuan Ice that was being burned by charcoal fire, and thick golden smoke came out from thousands of holes, and the essence and blood vitality were like the water that burst the embankment and poured out irrepressibly.

His mind was also severely suppressed like never before, and a huge and invincible will was unstoppable, violently crushing and shattering the spiritual sea, making it difficult for his mind to sink and his soul to rest.

"Keng!" Kunwu Divine Sword Thunder Wan Jun was unstoppable, and once again slashed towards the heart of the Lang Sword.

The momentum is strong, the sword is fierce, the heart is sincere, and the murderous spirit is strong!

The already fragmented light of the heavens collapsed and disillusioned, and the majestic and decisive Gaishi of the Kunwu Divine Sword slashed like a bamboo, slashing straight at the eyebrows of the sword heart.

"Soul, nothing, to!" The golden hair on Lang Jianxin's body was burning, and the thin essence and blood vitality were constantly poured on it, and his right hand moved to hold the sword of the remnants to attack and attack, and launched the final fight against Diao Xiaosi.

Behind him, a phantom of the Nine Babies suddenly appeared, and the nine heads spitted water and fire together, pressing towards the Tianluo Starlight.

Diao Xiaosi suddenly raised his left hand, and a purple electric light burst out from his palm, piercing the heart of the Lang Sword.

The forbidden law, poured out!

"Boom-" When the two huge and incoherent forces inevitably collided, the black and white strong light suddenly burst into anger, and the sky collapsed and Jinyun Pavilion turned into flying ashes.

The Blood Hunger Dragon and the others, who were already within a hundred miles, changed color awe-inspiringly, and they all ran their body protection magic skills with all their might, and their bodies were like a small boat, and they were swallowed by the sea of light.

I don't know how long it was, the light faded slightly, and everywhere there were black holes and sky marks formed after the shattering of the dark sky, and the ferocious sword intent sword qi and streamers were raging all over the sky, and God knows if it would take hundreds or thousands of years to heal and recover.

Diao Xiaosi and Lang Jianxin exchanged directions to each other, and they both stood with their backs to each other, motionless like stone statues.

Diao Xiaosi still maintained the posture of slashing with a knife, there was no intact place in his body, his bones were shattered, and the fairy veins were broken, and there was no trace of blood on his face, as if he would fall when the wind blew.

But he didn't fall down after all, he stood quietly, and a mouthful of golden-red blood spurted out of his mouth heavily, blowing off a bead of blood condensed on the blade.

"Smack!" As if it sounded, Lang Jianxin's body suddenly separated and split into two from the center of his eyebrows to the bottom of his crotch.

A ball of golden flame surged out from his body, quickly engulfing the two remnants of the body, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating them.

Diao Xiaosi didn't look back, but all the images had been reflected in the spiritual sea, and his heart felt extremely relaxed.

He did it—Xiaoya, did you see that?

He raised his head and saw the Tianluo astrolabe that was looking at him like a shadow, his mind continued to fade, and he felt that the astrolabe was vaguely filled with the smile of Elleder, and he whispered to himself: "Brother, I'm here ......"

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood arrow spewed out, Diao Xiaosi's whole body sneered and smoked, and his internal organs were out of place, as if it was a sign of the fall of Sangong.

He felt unusually cold, as if he was enclosed in a dark ice cave, slowly submerged......

The strange thing is that he doesn't feel scared and sad at all, and familiar faces flash in front of him like a marquee, but he doesn't know if he will say goodbye?

This time, it was really desperate, and it was even about to die.

If you do such a stupid thing yourself, you must be crazy.

But there was not a trace of remorse in his heart.

No regrets!

Suddenly, a warm starlight shone on his body, protecting the broken heart veins and spiritual sea.

Diao Xiaosi's consciousness woke up slightly, and he vaguely heard angry roars and roars from all directions.

This is the blood dragon, the Youji and other forgetful giants gathered around, and they have no way to go to the sky and enter the earth.

"Boom!" The Spirit Sea shook violently, and the Heavenly Destiny Talisman finally erupted, unbelievably blending with the Tianluo Starlight, repairing the wounds in the body at an incredible speed.

Unfortunately, he was too badly injured, and even if he could save his life, it would be impossible for him to regain the ability to fight again in a short time.

What's more, even if he recovered to the peak of his heyday, he would never be able to resist the joint killing of the Blood Dragon and the others.

It's time to leave......

Diao Xiaosi opened his eyes with difficulty, and his vision was a strange blood red, and the surrounding lights were in a trance, as if he was in the water waves, and everything became extremely illusory.

His bloody right hand laboriously pulled out the Tongtian Ancient Scroll from the belt of the dragon, and tried his best to condense an immortal sense into the Tianluo Star Scroll.

"Uh-" A rain of light sprinkled down from the Tianluo astrolabe one after another and fell on the Tongtian Ancient Scroll.

Ten million points of starlight lit up, forming three hundred and sixty-five starry heavenly magic arrays, spreading out into the dark sky.

"Hum-" The Tongtian Ancient Scroll unfolded automatically, and a cyan beam of light burst out, enveloping Diao Xiaosi and Tianluo Astrolabe, sucking them into the scroll.

In the next moment, all the Starry Heaven Arrays suddenly converged and condensed into a small silver-white point of light. The Scrolls of Babel vanished into the void.

"Bang!" a wave of fire swirled in, just one shot away from hitting the rapidly disappearing Tome of Babel. But in the end, it was a beat off, and as a result, nothing was left.

The figure of the Blood Hungry Dragon arrived at the scene almost at the same time as the fire wave arrived, and the fierce murderous aura on his face forced him to look at the silver-white light point that was fading and disappearing, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab it.

"Huh-" His palm suddenly lit up with a puff of silver fireworks, and he snorted in pain and had to quickly withdraw his palm.

Yang Youji arrived immediately, but what arrived faster than him was a "Xunyang Arrow" shot out of his hand.

"Kara!" The arrow pierced into the dark sky where the silver-white light point was submerged, and exploded a large hole with a diameter of more than three hundred zhang in response, and the chaotic qi inside was billowing out, but no trace of Diao Xiaosi was sensed.

"It's useless, he's out of the void. An old man in a black witch robe flashed behind the Blood Dragon, and said to Yang Youji: "I didn't expect that the Tongtian Ancient Scroll was actually in the hands of this kid, we all miscalculated, and we did a lot of useless work in vain. ”

"Hateful!" the Blood Dragon said gloomily, "I can only kill him!"

At this time, several more Forgotten Wild Giants arrived one after another, silently surrounding the old man in the witch robe.

"It's okay," the old man in the witch robe said lightly, "When we open the Temple of Heaven with the Four Spirits, the Four Fierce and the Eight Desolations, we will find him sooner or later." At that time, it will be the time of this boy's death!"