The beauties at the back couldn't see the variables in front clearly, and stretched their necks to look around anxiously.
Although the high embankment built by Chu Wanning is solid, it is only a mound before the vast ocean of Kyushu. Seeing that the Nine Songs Barrier began to shatter, and water flowed out from among the vine leaves, the beauties could not help but panic, and shouted forward: "What happened? Why didn't you let us in?"
Some people looked back, and their expressions changed instantly: "The road to martyrdom has collapsed!"
"What?!"
As a result, the Beauty Seat clan was trapped internally and externally, the magic door in front was closed tightly, and the magic bridge in the rear collapsed. And there is an endless abyss under their feet, where can they escape?
In an instant, there was a mess of porridge, and the teacher said sharply: "Come to the front, don't panic!"
"Master Hua"
Amplification carried his voice to the end: "I said so. I will take you home."
This is what he has been pursuing for two lifetimes, and it is also the long-cherished wish of his mother during her lifetime. At this point, he will never back down in the slightest.
"But Grandmaster, how can we have the ability to resist the Demon Envoy?"
Shi Mo turned his eyes sideways, and his light brown pupils reflected the scene of the end of the world.
"It really wasn't before. But now?"
When he said this, the panicked beauties suddenly remembered that because of the breath flowing out after the opening of the demon realm, they more or less recovered some of the spiritual power of the demon race.
The teacher said: "You retreat behind me and gather together to slow down the annihilation of the road of martyrdom."
"What about you, Grandmaster?"
Shi Mei looked up at the skeleton waving an ax and shield forward, and said, "I'm going to defeat him."
After the words fell, the Demon Skeleton roared and rushed forward.
¡ª¡ª"Grandmaster, be careful!"
Shi Mo didn't take it seriously, he had never had such a surging spiritual flow, and this magic breath galloped through his body, making him go forward indomitable.
In fact, the Sphenoid Bone Tribe itself should be such a powerful tribe, but because of one person's betrayal, they will suffer this unfair fate for thousands of years
With hatred in his eyes, he ignited a flame in his palm, and threw it towards the skeleton without saying a word.
The skeleton flashed past, and the flame ball hit the magic door, a scorched black mark.
"How dare the traitor make a mistake!"
The teacher said angrily: "What kind of blood is flowing in my body, is it my fault?! Because of the blood of Gou Chen's mother clan, he was exiled to the world, and it is difficult to form a spiritual nucleus. Because of the blood of the descendants of the gods, he was rejected Besides, you are not allowed to go home¡ªwhat did I do? What did the Butterfly Bone Race do? Why are you a traitor?"
The skeleton just repeated solemnly and stubbornly: "How dare the traitor make a mistake"
Just like the Buddha's name in the mouth of monks.
Like a golden body made of yellow clay.
It is obviously such an ethereal thing without a trace, but it is so logical.
In the sky, Chu Wanning is trying his best to resist the torrent. In the distance, everyone in the cultivation world has almost retreated to the intersection of the two mortals, where they have built a Xuanwu barrier.
In front of his eyes, Shi Mei was fighting with the demon skeleton for life and death.
Everyone has their own mission and has their own choices. They may have faced each other because of their overlapping interests, but at this moment they are powerless to fight each other to the death.
When the judgment of fate finally came, people's faces were all so similar¡ª¡ª
I am humbled. But don't want to get caught.
"Grandmaster! The road to martyrdom is coming to an end!"
"We can't hold it anymore"
Some young beauties couldn't help their near-death despair and wept with their faces covered.
They were crying, and their cries poured into the strong wind, crowding into Shi Mo's ears
It seems that that year, his thin body slammed into the cold stone door of Tianyin Pavilion.
The door opened, and he saw his father bleeding from the corner of his mouth and his mother who was torn apart. He heard his mother screaming, her bloody body rubbing against the ground, and she yelled heart-piercingly at him:
"Run!¡ªRun!"
Run, get out of here.
Let's run, go to a place that can accommodate us after all.
Bring all the bullied clansmen together. That was the long-cherished wish of my mother who sold her soul, sold her body, and finally sacrificed her life.
run.
"So, how can I feel sorry for the demons?"
This was his last question, and he didn't intend to wait for an answer.
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On the face distorted by the pain, there was a vengeful smile, with blood dripping from the mouth, and the white teeth were bright red.
What fate of heaven and earth, demons, gods and ghosts, what hinders my return, all previous efforts are in vain¡ª¡ª
It's not thatit's no match for
A heart as hard as iron.
This body is stubborn and hard to move.
the last one¡¡
"run¡¡"
The teacher laughed indulgently, not to mention that mayflies cannot shake trees, as long as the heart is hard, ant nests can also burst dikes.
In the end, didn't he still do it all?
"Bang"!
The gate of the Demon Realm closed suddenly, red and black intersected in front of my eyes, the red was blood, and the black was the sky. The last sound the bat in the crack heard in the human world was a crisp "click".
Creepy.
Is it the shattering of the Tianling Gai?
When I was still a child, the echo of my mother's neck being trampled off
"Grandmaster Hua! Grandmaster!" The wailing of the Butterfly Bone Clan was blocked in another world along with the slamming closed magic door.
The gate of the Demon Realm was dripping with blood, and Hua Binan's broken limbs fell from the cracks But then a shocking wave hit, and the road of martyrdom made up of hundreds of millions of bones was washed away without a trace.
When the tide passed, the magic gate disappeared.
Only the peak of death and life was plunged into the waves of the vast sea, the Tongtian Tower fell, the red lotus water pavilion was annihilated, and the bricks and tiles of the Danxin Palace were swallowed up in an instant.
Chu Wanning choked and coughed several times, and wanted to call Huaisha Yujian several times, but he couldn't succeed because of the temporary penetration of spiritual power.
Another wave came, and the strong water pressure hit Chu Wanning's chest, wrapped in a piece of broken driftwood. He was suddenly sunk into the depths of the sea, frowning painfully, unable to breathe also Can't grasp any life-saving straws
His white clothes were flaring up, his black hair was scattered, and he kept sinking and sinking in the water. The halo in front of his eyes slowly disappeared, he couldn't breathe, and gradually had the feeling of his soul coming out of his body.
Xue Meng and the othersshould have retreated to the Xuanwu enchantment.
After that, will they make mistakes?
There is also ink burning
Ink burning
He slowly opened his eyes. In the icy water, the sky was far away, and a few wisps of fine air bubbles emerged from his lips. He looked up blankly and blankly, probably about to die of suffocation, and he actually had hallucinations.
He saw an ink-colored figure sneaking towards him like a mermaid, and when he got close, he could see familiar eyebrows, dark purple pupils, and even fine and fragmented scars on his face.
That was the trace left after he failed to dismember the corpse.
Chu Wanning closed his eyes suddenly, probably because he was too cruel. So in the end, even the hallucinations before death were tormenting him.
He said hoarsely, "I'm sorry"
The lips and teeth open and close, but there are only fine air bubbles.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed him hard, and before he could react, he fell into a solid and broad embrace. That chest was very cold, without any warmth, but even the sea water seemed to be evaporated by the strong and wild breath of this man.
"Chu Wanning."
He vaguely heard someone calling him.
"Wanning!"
In the scattered consciousness, someone pressed his lips, and the cool lips were opened and closed, and strands of spiritual power were injected.
After panting for a while, I suddenly realized what happened just now.
He raised his head suddenly, and met a pair of deep and moist eyes impartially, which were no longer chaotic and confusing, but clear and clear.
Mo Ran was also panting slightly, his lips were slightly parted sexy, a little moist. His black clothes were also soaked, and against his muscular chest, he just looked down at Chu Wanning without speaking.
Who is this?
Is it a puppet or a living person?
Is it Ta Xianjun, or Master Mo?
Chu Wanning's throat was blocked, and he couldn't make a sound for a while. His Adam's apple was moving for a while, and he just wanted to speak, but at this time, a drop of brackish sea water slipped down his forehead and dripped into his eyes.
He closed his eyes all of a sudden, and the tails of his eyes were red.
At the moment when he closed his eyes, the man embraced him in the water, and pressed his cool lips against his forehead.
"It's me who is late."
""
"Hua Binan's shackles have been released, and no one can control me anymore." He kissed his forehead and eyelashes, and was still panting because he swam too fast just to save someone.
Ta Xianjun looked at Chu Wanning's eyes slowly opening again, raised his hand and rubbed Chu Wanning's hair, and then raised his eyes to look at the flooded world.
His voice was low and deep, and he said for a long time:
"Go. Send you back to your world." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; He closed his eyes all of a sudden, and the tails of his eyes were red.
At the moment when he closed his eyes, the man embraced him in the water, and pressed his cool lips against his forehead.
"It's me who is late."
""
"Hua Binan's shackles have been released, and no one can control me anymore." He kissed his forehead and eyelashes, and was still panting because he swam too fast just to save someone.
Ta Xianjun looked at Chu Wanning's eyes slowly opening again, raised his hand and rubbed Chu Wanning's hair, and then raised his eyes to look at the flooded world.
His voice was low and deep, and he said for a long time:
"Go. Send you back to your world." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com