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Whoosh!

The white lotus flew towards Pan Ningxue, Zhou Lin's eyes were already full of despair.

At this moment, Pan Ningxue was suddenly pushed to the ground, she screamed on the spot, and finally woke up.

Zhou Lin was overjoyed, "Ruoqing, you did a great job."

The person who pushed Pan Ningxue away was Pan Ruoqing. She realized that something was wrong, and together with Zhou Lin's yelling, she saved Pan Ningxue at a critical moment.

"They all get out of the way!"

Zhou Lin roared loudly. At this moment, he couldn't care less. With the sword in his hand, he slashed at Zhou Lin indiscriminately.

"what!"

Then, the screams came one after another, and everyone stepped aside.

Zhou Lin overcame obstacles all the way, and seeing that he was about to reach Pan Ningxue, he was overjoyed.

"Zhou Lin, you are crazy!"

But at this time, he was blocked again.

The Great Elder glared at him fiercely, his face full of murderous intent.

"Go away!"

Zhou Lin was furious. Seeing the white lotus flying towards Pan Ningxue again, he gave the Great Elder a fierce look, and then directly slashed at him.

"Pan Ningxue was chosen by Bai Lianhua, it was her fate, you can't stop it."

The great elder snorted, and his figure flickered, avoiding Zhou Lin's attack.

And at this time, two elders rushed over again, completely blocking Zhou Lin.

"what!"

Zhou Lin was completely insane. The Blood Explosion skill seemed to be free of money, and he burst out desperately. At that moment, his aura became extremely powerful.

"Whoever blocks me, die!"

His eyes were bloodshot, murderous.

What kind of bullshit fate, all he knows is that Pan Ningxue must not be allowed to become a saint. Those people who dare to stop him are his enemies, and he will kill them all.

"Ben Lei Sword Technique!"

He roared, and the sword slashed out, and thunderbolts came from the sky. At the most critical moment, Zhou Lin realized the essence of the Benlei sword technique.

Swish!

When the knife was struck, the light of the knife flickered, like a thunderbolt passing through the air, extremely fast and fierce.

puff!

Afterwards, an elder was thrown flying with a horrified face, a long gash was cut in his chest, and blood spattered.

Bang!

He fell to the ground fiercely, and after struggling for a moment, he was completely silent.

This knife is too cruel.

Everyone couldn't help but gasped and stared at Zhou Lin in horror.

But at this time, Zhou Lin didn't care about other things, he moved and rushed towards Pan Ningxue again.

But soon, the Great Elder and others surrounded him again, their faces full of anger.

"what!"

Zhou Lin roared loudly, even if he was crazy, he couldn't get out of those elders' encirclement for a while!

But at this time, the white lotus had already landed on Pan Ningxue's body.

All this is a long story, but in fact it is only a moment. Even if the two Zhou Lin tried their best, they still couldn't stop it from happening. They watched Bailianhua and Pan Ningxue merge together.

A holy light soared to the sky, even competing with the sun in the sky.

Everyone stopped fighting and looked at all this in shock.

Together they witnessed the process of Pan Ningxue becoming a saint.

Zhou Lin was more like a deflated ball, his eyes were dull, his face was full of bitterness, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

After a moment, the light disappeared.

Everyone looked at Pan Ningxue again, and felt that she was full of holiness, and on her shoulder, a white lotus bloomed, so pure.

Pan Ningxue looked at the crowd with cold eyes. Her expression was noble and holy, which made people feel the urge to worship.

"so beautiful!"

Everyone couldn't help admiring.

Pan Ningxue was originally very beautiful, but now she is even more beautiful.

Although she has become more beautiful now, her expression is also full of indifference, as if there is no trace of human fireworks.

She is still a saint.

Zhou Lin looked at her in despair. He planned everything, but he failed in the end.

"Ningxue, do you still remember me?"

He staggered to Pan Ningxue, and asked her expectantly.

Pan Ningxue glanced at him, except for indifference or indifference, she couldn't see any other emotions at all.

Seeing this, Zhou Lin's heart was cut like a knife.

"Congratulations to Pan Ningxue for becoming a saint."

At this time, the great elder laughed heartily.

He glanced at Zhou Lin, "Pan Ningxue has become more beautiful, you should be happy, as I said, this is her fate."

His face is full of pride.