No one knew why he was smiling, his body was still wrapped in a purple aura, and some sword shadows had touched his body, but he didn't retreat, he still moved forward. Even at this time, in some places on his body, there was already blood oozing out, and even this blood seeping out, more and more, this was because at this time, on Zilong's body, there were more and more sword shadows cutting through the skin of his body, and this feeling was like a thousand cuts.

Although they didn't experience it personally, when the Holy Maiden, Honglian and others saw it, they still had a feeling of goosebumps all over their bodies. This feeling made them clench their teeth, and there was a kind of trembling phenomenon.

Looking at Zilong from here, Ye Qiu, Gu Xuanzi and they were not difficult to see, one after another, sword shadows, as if overwhelming, roaring towards Zilong's body. And around the purple dragon's body, there was a circle of purple aura wrapping, and this aura collided with these sword shadows, rubbing out purple firelight, and these firelights splashed around. Even though there was even a heart-rending pain, Zilong rushed towards Zi Yan's body as if he couldn't feel it.

But in fact, this kind of pain is not that Zilong can't feel it, but at this time, he endured the pain in his body, and there was a strange light in his eyes, this strange light was a different kind of determination, like Zilong's heart, he already had a choice.

But this kind of choice Zi Yan didn't know what to do, he only had one idea in his heart at this time, that is, to kill Zilong, so he wouldn't pay attention to these, the power of his mind was still constantly emitted, controlling the power of cultivation that he emitted, and constantly hitting Zilong's body, making Zilong's purple breath splashed out at this time, as well as the fluctuation of the force that came out of the impact, more and more!

But among all of them, there is one person. It seems that what Zilong is going to do next. This person is Meng Xue, whose expression is dignified, Meng Xue stared at Zilong, although her body did not move, but the strength of her body shuttle may burst out of the restraints of her body at any time, and even under the shuttle of this force, there is already a trace of white breath coming out of the soles of her feet, but this breath is extremely subtle and has not been noticed by others.

Purple Dragon's ear curtains. At this time, the whistling sound of those sword shadows echoed, and he seemed to be trying to get closer to Ziyan with the strength of his last strength. The pain from his body continued to attack his nerves, and blood splattered in the void. His life seemed to have come to an end, but even so, he had an inexplicable hatred for Ziyan.

Even under this kind of shuttle, the distance between Zilong and Ziyan is getting closer and closer. Zilong's body was already blurred with flesh and blood at this time, and there were even some places where there were already white bones!

Finally. Under this insistence, when Zilong's life seemed to have come to an end, the distance between him and Ziyan finally reached a certain level. Even such a distance is what he wants in Zilong's opinion. At this time, he had even clearly seen Zi Yan under the purple aura, and looked at the indifference on Zi Yan's face. A sneer welled inside him.

Zi Yan's body still didn't squirm, at such a distance, he could completely smash Zi Long's body to pieces with a single palm swing, but at this moment, he didn't do so. Because at such a distance, he saw the look in Zi Yan's eyes, the look that seemed to be isolated from the world, this kind of look made him hesitate in his heart. Especially looking at the fleshy body, Zi Yan's heart softened.

"Ziyan, I can never surpass you. That's why I've imprisoned you in the will of no question, and I can't defeat you even if I fight you hard, even if it's the art of the Zhuangyuan... I'm not as good as you, so I'm not willing. ”

At the moment when Zilong approached Ziyan, Zilong's indifferent voice echoed in Ziyan's ears. Because Zilong's face was also blurred with flesh and blood, Zi Yan couldn't see the look at the corner of Zilong's mouth at the moment, but he could still hear from his indifferent voice that the corner of Zilong's mouth must have a hint of self-deprecation at this time.

"You have been living in your unwillingness. Facing Zilong's words, Zi Yan, who was under the breath of purple cultivation, spoke softly. After this voice fell, he suddenly took a deep breath, as if he was mustering up some kind of courage, and then continued: "So your cultivation has been hindered because of your unwillingness. Because of your unwillingness, I don't know how many monks have become the undead in your hands, and because of your unwillingness, my cultivation has also been cut off from many paths. Therefore, at this time, I will help you liberate and dissolve your unwillingness. After Zi Yan finished speaking, a purple light flashed in his eyes again, after this light flashed, Zi Yan's right hand suddenly clenched, and at the moment when his right hand was clenched, his fist suddenly had a creaking sound, and even under this creaking sound, around Zi Yan's fist, there was immediately a circle of purple cultivation breath, which suddenly turned into a fist phantom.

Although this fist phantom does not look very large, the amount of power contained on it is like condensing the power of the sky, and when people feel it, their body suddenly has a strong and powerful sense of oppression. This feeling may only be deeply experienced by Zilong, who is closest to Ziyan at this moment.

Zi Yan wanted to punch Zi Long's body and smash it to pieces! This is what he is doing at this time...... Decision!

Zilong's body didn't move, he stood in front of Zi Yan, although he couldn't see the corners of his mouth clearly, but in fact, a sly smile did appear on the corner of his mouth, and even in that eye, a strange light flashed.

Meng Xue did find something, she stood in place, although her body still did not squirm, but her expression was extremely solemn. Under the solemnity of her expression, an invisible cultivation force had already gathered from her body in the direction of Ziyan at this time. Because she is a true immortal cultivator, as long as she doesn't want outsiders to discover the power of cultivation, outsiders naturally can't find out.

Not only did Zilong not retreat, but took a step forward directly in the face of this sense of oppression. When this step was taken, the void did not tremble, but the power of Zilong's whole body cultivation had already burst out without leaving the slightest. The reason why it didn't cause the Void to tremble was because when Zilong was approaching Ziyan, his body was already seriously injured. The injury weakened the power of Zilong's cultivation, but even so, it was still more than enough for Zilong at this time to send out a soul self-explosion!

That's right, Zilong is going to send out a soul self-explosion at this time! This was his choice before!

So before this, Zilong was like a different person, facing Zi Yan's pursuit, he didn't flee, in the face of Zi Yan's words, he agreed word by word, in the face of Zi Yan's previous attack, that feeling of a thousand knives, he didn't cry out the slightest pain. Instead, he struggled to get close to Zi Yan's body, and what he had to do was to send out a soul self-explosion when he approached Zi Yan.

With the help of the impact of the soul's self-explosion, he died with Ziyan. At this time, Zilong was not afraid of death, because he clearly knew that it was impossible to survive in front of Zi Yan at this moment. Therefore, he has to choose his soul to explode and die with Ziyan. This is not only because he has that inexplicable hatred for Ziyan, but also the kind of unwillingness in his heart that can never be erased!

Therefore, when the phantom of the fist appeared on Ziyan's fist, although he felt the almost devastating power, Zilong's body did not retreat in the slightest. It's about taking another painstaking step after this step.

"Heh..."After taking this step, Zilong suddenly sneered and continued: "Ziyan, I have never been able to surpass you, because I can't surpass, and I am now. You just told me that it was because my soul was not as pure as you, since my soul was not as pure as yours. So... I'm keeping it, what's the use!"

Zi Yan's last words, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body, like a roar, more like a muffled thunder, made the surrounding void inexplicably distort at this moment, and even under this distortion, behind Zi Long, there was a white light, rushing up to the sky! (To be continued......)