After the Yaozun failed to cross the tribulation

Xie Beng was a little desperate, he watched Bu Yue's face gradually become blurred, and the words he said seemed to be surrounded by a thick membrane around his ears, making Xie Beng's brain buzzing, He didn't even want to understand what Bu Yue's words meant and what the consequences would be. He was so self-deceiving and deceiving himself.

The gate of bliss cannot be closed, even if it is not killed.

This also means that this huge formation will never stop until it destroys the artifact.

Xie Ling's pupils were dimmed, and he withdrew the sword pointing at Bu Yue: "I won't kill you, even if I kill you, Tian Zheng won't come back."

Bu Yue fell on the ground, and he looked at Xie Ling in surprise, as if he knew that he would die for a long time, but he couldn't accept that he could survive for the time being.

Jie Beng looked at him mockingly: "From now on, there is no difference between your life and your death. You see that Jinchuan is now chaotic and dirty, and everyone has suffered an indiscriminate disaster. As you wish?"

Bu Yue raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, as long as I live to the end and consume you all to death, I can become a person like the ancient Shouhuang, and I will be immortal forever."

Xie Beng poured some spiritual power into Vientiane, and the originally dull sword body was suddenly covered with a layer of light. He held the sword in front of him, took a deep breath, and walked slowly to Han Chen's side.

He let Hanchen down just now, at such a critical juncture.

The best way is to stop the loss in time, instead of giving up on yourself and messing up when there is still room for saving everything.

Miao Yin has already sacrificed to the Demon Suppressing Tower, and he needs to mobilize extremely complicated spells to bring those monsters into the Demon Suppressing Tower, but the Gate of Bliss is like a bottomless magic cave, and Miao Yin has not killed all the monsters yet. Subdue it, and all the crooked creatures like a sea tide came out again.

Jie Beng adjusted his mood, lifted his long sword, channeled his spiritual power, and sprinted towards the place with the largest number of monsters against the dazzling light emitted by the Gate of Ultimate Bliss.

Fighting and blood, doom and corpses.

The Vientiane in Xie Beng's hand had cracks that could not be recovered, Xie Beng shook the blood beads on the sword impatiently, gritted his teeth and went to Miaoyin, and said to Miaoyin, who was already at the end of his strength, "Quickly save yourself, How many monsters can your tower accept?"

Miao Yin sighed, came to help him out of the siege, breathed a sigh of relief almost invisible, and moved his hands and feet: "Those monsters are invulnerable, I have no choice but to use the Demon Suppressing Tower."

Xie Ling showed Miao Yin the broken Vientiane: "Do you have a solution?"

Miaoyin shook her head, and motioned him to look at Hanchen.

The situation of Emperor Hanchen is not optimistic. His silver armor is now stained with blood, the light has also dissipated, and his face is slightly tired.

Xie Ling's heart moved, and he flew towards Han Chen.

Miao Yin's eyes were about to burst, he swung the Buddhist beads wildly, and created a safe circle around him, temporarily preventing those monsters from attacking.

It was not so easy for Xie Beng, he kept attracting the monsters that kept running out of the Gate of Ultimate Bliss, the crack on Wanxiang Sword was getting bigger and bigger, Xie Beng didn't care, he fought side by side with Hanchen, low He asked in a loud voice, "Dijun, is there a way?"

Han Chen came out to look at him distractedly, finally there was some warmth in his indifferent eyes: "Close the door."

Xie Ling frowned: "Dijun, you can't turn it off."

Hanchen neatly manipulated Ling Xiao to cut off the monster's arm, and the dirty blood spattered. Hanchen stepped back a little and said, "It's not really a closed door, whether it's the gate of bliss or the gate of annihilation. In the end, it is only the distortion of space that caused the hole, and this hole is connected to another space, as long as this hole is blocked, all problems will be solved."

Xie Beng was suddenly enlightened, but before he could relax, countless questions came up again: "How should this hole be plugged?"

Hanchen glanced at him, didn't say much, and rejoined the battle.

Xie Luo didn't get the answer, so he settled down and concentrated on fighting those monsters to the death.

Floods and sky fires have nothing to do with him. The emperor's platform in the distance is already in chaos. Famine and plague have torn apart a complete country.

Xie Beng took a deep breath, but Buyue behind him took action. He suddenly released the spiritual pressure, and the four artifacts sensed and suddenly radiated light.

Xie Ling was in a bad mood, and suddenly remembered that Bu Yue probably had the ability to manipulate space.

Suddenly, Xie Beng felt a surge of spiritual power erupting in his storage space. Xie Beng was stunned, and quickly visited his storage space, only to find that the mirror suddenly responded.

That is the mirror of origin.

Xie Ling turned his head to look but could not go beyond.

Seeing that Buyue coughed up a mouthful of blood, but the spiritual power was still continuously being sent to the four artifacts, Xie Ling suddenly asked, "Buyue, why do you want to get the Mirror of Origin?"

Bu Yue turned his head to look at him with some difficulty, his Adam's apple twitched, as if swallowing the blood rushing up from his throat: "The mirror of origin is the closest magic weapon, you know."

Xie Ling's heart trembled suddenly.

"Xie Ling, let me ask you, do you know why the Mirror of Origin is not a complete artifact?"

It seemed that he wasn't really waiting for Jie Luo's answer, and Bu Yue laughed at himself: "The artifact is born with spirit, but the mirror of origin has no spirit."

Xie Beng looked at him in shock, and even forgot to beware of the monsters that kept attacking him, and even forgot to avoid water and fire, but Emperor Hanchen couldn't see it and came to rescue him in person.

Bu Yue continued: "So, a demigod is also a god."

Xie Ling suddenly understood the meaning of not going beyond.

"Then you wanted to snatch the Mirror of Origin in the first place, just in case?"

Bu Yue became weaker and weaker, he coughed out a breath, and said: "The mirror of origin is an incomplete artifact, and it is made from Su's sword body. If the door of bliss is opened, this broken mirror will suddenly come out What impact will it have on me, and my plan will be ruined once, it is too much to lose."

Xie Beng smiled softly: "Thank you."

No matter what happened before, this thank you is from him sincerely.

Bu Yue looked at the hazy sky in the distance, and said softly: "These 9000 years, if there is no Holy Ze, it will be the most comfortable days for me."

Xie Ling looked at him, and suddenly began to feel bitter in his heart.

No matter what Bu Yue's identity is, Xie Luo treats him sincerely, treats him as a real Xuanwei, trusts him, protects him, and wraps him under his wings without leaving any room for him.

Bu Yue said: "Until now, we each rely on our own abilities and do not owe each other."

Jie Beng slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "As you wish."

The mirror of origin emitted a dazzling light, and the light refracted the heaven and the earth. The five artifacts floated in the air at the same time, and the light resonated. The four artifacts that were imprisoned in the blink of an eye emitted different lights at the same time.The artifact vibrated, the spiritual power of the magic circle was lost, and the whole magic circle tended to collapse under the interference of the mirror of origin.

Xie Ling's gaze was firmly fixed on Tian Zheng.

He relaxed there, ignoring that they were still in danger now.The raging monsters are still pouring out, even though the formation is gradually failing, but the gate of bliss has not been closed, that is to say, once the gate is formed and opened, there is no way to close it again.

This situation is different from that of Shengze.

A bloody mouth suddenly appeared in front of Xie Beng, Xie Beng suddenly came back to his senses, his right hand moved in response, but it was still a bit late, he knew very well that he was about to die here.

But in the next moment, a thick-backed epee suddenly appeared in front of Jie Ling, blocking his arrogant mouth for him.

Ling Xiao is much more powerful than Vientiane, and is the closest existence to a divine weapon. Xie Ling watched the huge mouth split in two in front of him from the throat, splashing dirty blood all over his face, then turned his head, He saw Han Chen's indifferent face.

"Thank you, Monarch."

Han Chen shook off the blood beads on the sword body: "It's a little effort."

The mirror of origin is suspended in mid-air. It has the ability to predict the future of the things it illuminates. Xie Luo feels at ease and stares at the mirror, but finds that no matter which side, there are fragmented Jinchuan, and A doomsday scene.

Hopeless.

Xie Ling thumped in his heart: "What kind of broken mirror is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the four artifacts break free from the confinement and fell to the ground in a mess.

Xie Ling hurried over, there were Miaoyin and Hanchen in the battle circle, so he could get some distraction for the time being.If he was asked to face those scourges with the anxious state of mind at this moment, he might be bitten to death in one bite.

When Tianzheng fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound, the sword body was covered with cracks, even the dazzling Haohaichen star on it lost its luster, and the whole sword looked gray and bulging.

Xie Ling felt a cold pain in his heart, he didn't care about it, and sent a lot of spiritual power to Tianzheng, but the sword didn't improve at all.

The more flustered he was, the more he couldn't help his wild thoughts, and the more wild his thoughts became, the more uneasy he felt.

The last time the Taikoo Shouhuang opened the gate of bliss, three of the four artifacts were destroyed, and one was half dead.

Xie Ling's heart sank little by little, and as a result, he sent his spiritual power to Tianzheng even more unrestrainedly.

I don't know whether it was because Xie Beng was too pious in his heart, or Tian Zheng heard and understood the worries and tensions in his heart. In the end, Tian Zheng's sword slowly changed into a human figure covered in scars.

Xie Beng gently let Tianzheng rest on his leg, and he slowly stroked Tianzheng's eyebrows, feeling that the heavy boulder in his heart gradually disappeared.

Tianzheng is back, just come back.

Xie Luo himself didn't realize the tenderness hidden in his eyes, he bent down and pressed a kiss on Tian Zheng's forehead.

The injuries on Tianzheng's body were serious, but he also struggled to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he saw water stains in the corners of Jiebao's eyes, his flawless face gradually enlarged, and finally his soft lips fell on him. forehead.

Tianzheng closed his eyes again in an instant.

This is heaven.

Xie Ling was very close to Tian Zheng, of course he knew Tian Zheng's reaction, he was angry and funny, pushed him gently, and said softly, "Tian Zheng, don't pretend."

After he spoke, his voice was hoarse and trembling.

Tian Zheng smiled, the pain in his body disappeared, he looked at Jie Ling, and suddenly felt that his experience was worth it.

"Xie Ling, I'm a little weak now, lend me some strength."

Xie Ling's hand holding Tianzheng gradually tightened: "How can I borrow it?"

Tianzheng raised the corner of his mouth: "Kiss me again."

Then he pointed at his own lips without fear of death: "Kiss this."