During the battle tomorrow, due to the presence of the Blood Wolf Monk and Granny Yan, they must untie the shackles of the "imprint" in their bodies, and at the same time, they will have to block the origin of the spiritual platform, and they will no longer be able to apply the spiritual power in their bodies freely, which is what Qin Yan is most worried about.

Now, he is faced with two choices. The first is to use one night to disperse all the spiritual power in his body, so that he can use the lifeless power and the power of the blood of the pitch-black cold star to exert himself without the support of spiritual power, so that the hope of winning will not exceed forty percent. Another method is to block the origin of the spiritual platform, and use the spiritual power that cannot be used freely to fight together, such a certainty may be greater, but it is also difficult to exceed fifty percent.

Perhaps there is a third option, which is to simply give up the restriction on the imprint, let it pollute the spiritual power and origin of the whole body, and win first. If he can play his full strength, Qin Yan is seventy or eighty percent sure that he can win. However, if he really wants to become a slave who can't control life and death, Qin Yan would rather choose to die in battle!

While there is still enough time, let's try your control over your spiritual power first, hoping for a better result.

Blocking the sea of knowledge with strong spiritual power, and then performing the Imperial Weapon Technique, it really feels like a membrane, no matter how hard you try, it seems to be a beat slower, and there is no usual smoothness that goes along with your heart.

The sword qi was agitated, chanting softly like a dragon, stirring up fierce wind and waves, and in this quiet night, wantonly releasing its own brilliance.

Waving it over and over again, Qin Yan's thoughts gradually relaxed, and the past came to his heart like smoke. Before he met her, in his short life of more than ten years, he never seemed to have fiery passion and fiery fighting spirit, everything was so indifferent and cold, boring and tasteless. And he was trapped in that dark world, and he was willing to enjoy himself.

If it keeps going like this, that's fine, but why do you still want me to meet her?

In the cold world of black and white, there is suddenly a sunny color, which makes him doubt the meaning of the past for a while. However, this is also the source of trouble. Life only gave him the joy of the day and the night, but it made him have to taste the pain of longing for a long time.

The experience of going down the mountain disturbed his fearless, fearless, and waveless state of mind.

The cool moonlight poured down, and he stood tall, bathed in the light like water, pointing his sword at the sky, his face full of confusion. If this is really the last night of my life, then what is the meaning of everything I have experienced, the past ten years?

He greeted the moonlight and softly read out those names one by one: "Yu Hanyan, Mu Chengxue, Lin Muyao, Lu Li, Yue Ling, Gong Yunchong, Wei Fei, and ...... Jiang Yao ......, "This is what he has experienced in his life, but if he falls tomorrow, those who are alive by him will probably soon forget his existence, and those who are dead will not be remembered, just like the morning dew on the leaf, passing away without a trace."

Thinking that Yu Hanyan would be very capable of tactfully accepting joy under another man, even if he died at that time, he would never turn a blind eye!

Dawn is approaching, and the sea of clouds is golden and red, like a dream.

When the morning mist gradually dissipated with the nascent daylight, Qin Yan exhaled deeply, calmed down, put away his sword back to its sheath, sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise to recover the spiritual power lost by practice.

Before the battle, it must be in full bloom. There was no time left for him to lament with emotion.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and got up, took one last look at the vast mountains and land at the highest place in the northwest wilderness, clenched his fists, and said to himself: "I will definitely win." ”

When it is approaching, the top of the jade sun.

There are more people on the mountain today than yesterday, the scene is more crowded, and even some masters who have not recovered from their injuries have dragged their sick bodies to watch the battle, including Yan Yu, Fang Yiyuan, Cheng Gang and other top figures.

No one will doubt that this will be a thrilling showdown, and it will also lay the foundation for the distribution of power in the next five years.

In recent months, who has been invincible in the past few months, who has killed gods and Buddhas, and the chief disciple of the previous Sect, who was once known as the strongest in the Holy Gate, who will finally take the lead? Or who will die and who will survive?

On the flat peak, Ge Xinglie looked at the distant mountain scenery alone. He had been waiting for a long time, and even if Qin Yan didn't arrive for a long time, he didn't have any disappointment or joy, and only hid all his thoughts with a hint of evil smile on his lips.

The Blood Wolf Monk stood in front of the incense case, and Granny Yan stood behind him, both of them had an indifferent expression on their faces, and they couldn't see their joy or anger. Today's decisive battle was presided over by the Blood Wolf Monk himself, to show the importance he attached to this battle. However, seeing that the time was coming, Qin Yan had not yet been found, whether his contemptuous actions would annoy this evil star in the Demon Gate, many people had already begun to talk in a low voice.

"The chief won't be afraid to come, will he?"

"Impossible, even the master of the door is here in person today, if he dares to be absent, he is simply looking for death!"

"He may be thinking that if he doesn't come, he will die, so he just took advantage of everyone's inattention and quietly fled down the mountain, just like Senior Brother Yan back then......"

"Shhh

Under a sycamore tree, Wei Fei said worriedly: "Why hasn't Senior Brother Qin come yet, has he overslept?"

Gong Yunsleeve frowned slightly, and said, "This kind of thing, don't dare to oversleep if you lend him the guts." However, if someone intercepts her...... her gaze swept over the crowd, and she was shocked to find that the few masters in the Demon Gate were all here. Song Qingsha, Cheng Gang, Fang Yiyuan, Lv Tong, Yan Yu, Lu Xiaoxiang, Su An...... Except for the few in front of them, the other disciples were only afraid that they would not even be able to take Qin Yan's move, so they were not afraid at all. Suddenly, a name flashed through her mind. Unless, unless it's that person! Counting the time, he hasn't shown up for more than a month, and his injuries are almost healed......

Gong Yunsleeve couldn't stand anymore, dropped the sentence "I'll take a look", pulled out his legs and walked back. She finally squeezed out of the crowd, and was about to climb the stairs when she suddenly heard Song Qingsha's bewitching voice coming from the rock wall above her head: "Senior Sister Gong, you are in a hurry, where are you going?"

Gong Yunsleeve said coldly: "Take a walk casually and scatter your heart." ”

I heard Fang Yiyuan say in a low voice: "Senior Sister Gong is so Yaxing, but if you miss this good show, it will be a lifelong regret!"

"Oh, yes!" Gong Yunsleeve said casually, and was about to continue walking. At this time, I heard Song Qingsha say: "Senior Sister Gong, are you going to find Senior Brother Qin? I'm also quite worried about him, so it's better to be together!"

Fang Yiyuan echoed: "Yes, it is more convenient for the three of us to act together." ”