Two thousand feet, one thousand feet, seven hundred feet...
Sijia once again pushed the "Heart Binding Technique" to the extreme. A pair of cherry lips with only a faint blood color moved rapidly, so fast that one could not distinguish the form. Normally, at this distance, she could make a Nascent Soul
In the later period, the great monk lost her fighting power, but the loss of her spiritual consciousness greatly reduced her skill. She still could not bring down the half-human, half-ghost thing within a distance of 700 feet.
Xunyi knew the extent of Sijia's injury. This distance was almost enough to use the "Wind Eliminator Bone". Just when he was about to take the risk and urge the wind dragon to attack, the half-man, half-ghost thing fell down, and Sijia was also there.
At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a pale green color appeared on her pretty face.
Xunyi really wanted to tell Sijia, "Don't worry about it." But at this critical moment, he would die if he didn't fight. He couldn't pity Sijia so much anymore, so he gritted his teeth and faced the half-man, half-ghost.
Things rush away.
At this moment, the wind ball suddenly fell into a gloomy black mist!
"You will die miserably!"
The angry voice of the Ghost King shocked the three of them. Fortunately, humans and ghosts were on different paths. If a feathered monk had used such a coercive attack on them, the three of them would have been killed instantly.
"The wind cleanses the world!" Xunyi, who had regained his composure, tried to blow away the black mist that enveloped him. However, this powerful blow only dispersed some of the black mist in front of him, but then the surrounding black mist gathered to close it.
gap.
Xunyi felt unspeakable despair in his heart. After this trial, he clearly knew that even if he exhausted all the spiritual power in his body, he would not be able to break through this black mist. Since the Ghost King could free his hands to deal with them,
That brother must also be trapped, because he can still sense the existence of Xuantu Zhenyuan, so he should still be alive. When the ghost king subdues the ghosts, their death will come.
Glancing at Sijia, who was shaken by the Ghost King's shout and fell at his feet, Xunyi did not go to save her, but instead looked at Jiangxiao with mournful eyes.
"Come again!" Jiang Xiao stared at him unwilling to give up.
Xunyi felt that Jiangxiao's eyes at this moment were a bit like Xiyang's. Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Jiangxiao has learned the advantages of both of them.
"The wind purifies thousands of realms! The wind purifies thousands of realms! The wind purifies thousands of realms..." Since Jiangxiao refuses to give up just like that, then let's use the last bit of strength and Xunyi to cast this spell again and again.
Jiangxiao closed her eyes and tried to understand, hoping to understand the mystery of this move in this short moment. When Xunyi stopped again exhausted, two lines of crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and all hope was lost.
No more. She had no regrets when she died to save Xun Yi, but she was really unwilling to do so. After looking forward to it for so many years, she finally met Xun Yi and found such a big supporter as Yu Chan and Zixiao Palace. She thought that in the future
It was all a good life, but who knew that he would die at this last hurdle? She was even more sad for Xiyang. How could Xiyang bear the loss of two of the most important people in his life all at once?
Seeing Jiangxiao crying, Xunyi also shed painful tears. The great guilt he felt towards Jiangxiao and Xiyang was like a mountain, which made his whole body go weak as if he had a cramp. He knelt there and let the bright red blood and tears flow from him.
The blood and tears fell down his face than when Xiyang witnessed him and Gongsun Chong leaving.
The flow was even more violent. Both brothers shed blood and tears for each other, and they were all shed silently.
"Brother is coming..." Jiangxiao said in a trembling voice. She did not open her eyes. She was already very clear about the fact that Immortal Xiaoyao could not defeat the Ghost King. She told Xunyi just to let Xunyi know.
This old man fought for them until the end. She knew Xun Yi was shedding blood and crying, but she didn't want to comfort him. At the last moment, she should leave it to herself to miss Xiyang.
Xunyi raised his eyes with tears streaming down his face and stared forward. The black mist in front of him could not block his spiritual eyes. He saw the figure of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord exuding a faint light of Yinxu, fighting with Li Guibo all the way towards them.
Coming from the side, when they were less than a thousand feet away, the ghost king's figure suddenly flashed brightly and stood in front of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord.
"Brother... Feng Jing Qianjie..." Xunyi wailed silently and waved his hand again.
The black mist was only blown open by a thin line. Xunyi wanted to get out through the gap to help his brother. Unfortunately, with the protection of the wind dragon, he couldn't break out of the wind ball. The gap was closed instantly.
"Brother..." Xunyi shouted sadly in his heart, and waved his hand again to use Feng Jing Qianjie. My brother was fighting desperately. He wanted to see this moment more clearly. Even though there was no afterlife, he could not repay the favor.
This is a great favor from my brother, but he has to watch his last journey.
This time the gap was slightly larger than the last time. Looking at the figure of Xiaoyao Immortal who was struggling to support himself, Xunyi really bit a tooth and his eyes were almost split open with blood and tears still flowing, right in the gap
When he was about to heal, something fleeting seemed to flash through his mind, like a picture. He was stunned for a moment, and he caught the fleeting thought that was about to drift away, and then he suddenly waved his hand again to wipe out the black man as if possessed by an evil spirit.
The fog swept away a thin line and stared straight at the Ghost King's figure!
The war clouds surged again, forcing Su Wan and Shen Qing to retreat continuously. Although they were still hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, they could easily lose their lives if they were so close with their level of cultivation.
The two of them were lucky this time. The Yuanyi clan's great magical powers were tightly surrounded and unable to move, otherwise a casual move during the fight would affect these two fragile pond fish.
"How is it? Can you sense it?"
Shen Qing couldn't help but ask Su Wan, and Su Wan couldn't help but shake her head.
When they felt that the war cloud seemed a little smaller, the two immortal fairies moved forward hand in hand.
The reason why the war cloud became smaller was because the seven people from Zixiao Palace killed the Feathered Monk who was surrounded by them. Just when Xinde and the others wanted to take a breath, Xinxie and Zhixia had already rushed towards the next surrounded enemy, and the remaining five
The people had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow. This was the first time in their lives that they had killed the Feathered Monk. Including Xinxie, they could not restrain their excitement. In fact, he was killing with ferocity, and they no longer thought about it at this time.
To avenge her junior brother, Zhixia's heart was still burning with the flames of revenge. Only by continuing to kill could the grief in her heart be relieved.
Although the remaining four Yuan clan's great supernatural powers have not exhausted their power, they have little fighting spirit. Some of them have already begun to beg for mercy. Naturally, Pu Yunzhou's gang will not give up this opportunity to sell their favors in vain and kill them.
Killing a few Feather monks will be a huge asset in the future alliance between the two parties, so they will never show mercy. Two thousand feet, one thousand feet, seven hundred feet...
Sijia once again pushed the "Heart Binding Technique" to the extreme. A pair of cherry lips with only a faint blood color moved rapidly, so fast that one could not distinguish the form. Normally, at this distance, she could make a Nascent Soul
In the later period, the great monk lost her fighting power, but the loss of her spiritual consciousness greatly reduced her skill. She still could not bring down the half-human, half-ghost thing within a distance of 700 feet.
Xunyi knew the extent of Sijia's injury. This distance was almost enough to use the "Wind Eliminator Bone". Just when he was about to take the risk and urge the wind dragon to attack, the half-man, half-ghost thing fell down, and Sijia was also there.
At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a pale green color appeared on her pretty face.
Xunyi really wanted to tell Sijia, "Don't worry about it." But at this critical moment, he would die if he didn't fight. He couldn't pity Sijia so much anymore, so he gritted his teeth and faced the half-man, half-ghost.
Things rush away.
At this moment, the wind ball suddenly fell into a gloomy black mist!
"You will die miserably!"
The angry voice of the Ghost King shocked the three of them. Fortunately, humans and ghosts were on different paths. If a feathered monk had used such a coercive attack on them, the three of them would have been killed instantly.
"The wind cleanses the world!" Xunyi, who had regained his composure, tried to blow away the black mist that enveloped him. However, this powerful blow only dispersed some of the black mist in front of him, but then the surrounding black mist gathered to close it.
gap.
Xunyi felt unspeakable despair in his heart. After this trial, he clearly knew that even if he exhausted all the spiritual power in his body, he would not be able to break through this black mist. Since the Ghost King could free his hands to deal with them,
That brother must also be trapped, because he can still sense the existence of Xuantu Zhenyuan, so he should still be alive. When the ghost king subdues the ghosts, their death will come.
Glancing at Sijia, who was shaken by the Ghost King's shout and fell at his feet, Xunyi did not go to save her, but instead looked at Jiangxiao with mournful eyes.
"Come again!" Jiang Xiao stared at him unwilling to give up.
Xunyi felt that Jiangxiao's eyes at this moment were a bit like Xiyang's. Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Jiangxiao has learned the advantages of both of them.
"The wind purifies thousands of realms! The wind purifies thousands of realms! The wind purifies thousands of realms..." Since Jiangxiao refuses to give up just like that, then let's use the last bit of strength and Xunyi to cast this spell again and again.
Jiangxiao closed her eyes and tried to understand, hoping to understand the mystery of this move in this short moment. When Xunyi stopped again exhausted, two lines of crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and all hope was lost.
No more. She had no regrets when she died to save Xun Yi, but she was really unwilling to do so. After looking forward to it for so many years, she finally met Xun Yi and found such a big supporter as Yu Chan and Zixiao Palace. She thought that in the future
It was all a good life, but who knew that he would die at this last hurdle? She was even more sad for Xiyang. How could Xiyang bear the loss of two of the most important people in his life all at once?
Seeing Jiangxiao crying, Xunyi also shed painful tears. The great guilt he felt towards Jiangxiao and Xiyang was like a mountain, which made his whole body go weak as if he had a cramp. He knelt there and let the bright red blood and tears flow from him.
The blood and tears fell down his face than when Xiyang witnessed him and Gongsun Chong leaving.
The flow was even more violent. Both brothers shed blood and tears for each other, and they were all shed silently.
"Brother is coming..." Jiangxiao said in a trembling voice. She did not open her eyes. She was already very clear about the fact that Immortal Xiaoyao could not defeat the Ghost King. She told Xunyi just to let Xunyi know.
This old man fought for them until the end. She knew Xun Yi was shedding blood and crying, but she didn't want to comfort him. At the last moment, she should leave it to herself to miss Xiyang.
Xunyi raised his eyes with tears streaming down his face and stared forward. The black mist in front of him could not block his spiritual eyes. He saw the figure of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord exuding a faint light of Yinxu, fighting with Li Guibo all the way towards them.
Coming from the side, when they were less than a thousand feet away, the ghost king's figure suddenly flashed brightly and stood in front of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord.
"Brother... Feng Jing Qianjie..." Xunyi wailed silently and waved his hand again.
The black mist was only blown open by a thin line. Xunyi wanted to get out through the gap to help his brother. Unfortunately, with the protection of the wind dragon, he couldn't break out of the wind ball. The gap was closed instantly.
"Brother..." Xunyi shouted sadly in his heart, and waved his hand again to use Feng Jing Qianjie. My brother was fighting desperately. He wanted to see this moment more clearly. Even though there was no afterlife, he could not repay the favor.
This is a great favor from my brother, but he has to watch his last journey.
This time the gap was slightly larger than the last time. Looking at the figure of Xiaoyao Immortal who was struggling to support himself, Xunyi really bit a tooth and his eyes were almost split open with blood and tears still flowing, right in the gap
When he was about to heal, something fleeting seemed to flash through his mind, like a picture. He was stunned for a moment, and he caught the fleeting thought that was about to drift away, and then he suddenly waved his hand again to wipe out the black man as if possessed by an evil spirit.
The fog swept away a thin line and stared straight at the Ghost King's figure!
The war clouds surged again, forcing Su Wan and Shen Qing to retreat continuously. Although they were still hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, they could easily lose their lives if they were so close with their level of cultivation.
The two of them were lucky this time. The Yuanyi clan's great magical powers were tightly surrounded and unable to move, otherwise a casual move during the fight would affect these two fragile pond fish.
"How is it? Can you sense it?"
Shen Qing couldn't help but ask Su Wan, and Su Wan couldn't help but shake her head.
When they felt that the war cloud seemed a little smaller, the two immortal fairies moved forward hand in hand.
The reason why the war cloud became smaller was because the seven people from Zixiao Palace killed the Feathered Monk who was surrounded by them. Just when Xinde and the others wanted to take a breath, Xinxie and Zhixia had already rushed towards the next surrounded enemy, and the remaining five
The people had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow. This was the first time in their lives that they had killed the Feathered Monk. Including Xinxie, they could not restrain their excitement. In fact, he was killing with ferocity, and they no longer thought about it at this time.
To avenge her junior brother, Zhixia's heart was still burning with the flames of revenge. Only by continuing to kill could the grief in her heart be relieved.
Although the remaining four Yuan clan's great supernatural powers have not exhausted their power, they have little fighting spirit. Some of them have already begun to beg for mercy. Naturally, Pu Yunzhou's gang will not give up this opportunity to sell their favors in vain and kill them.
Chapter completed!