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Sure enough, Ling said with difficulty: "Cooperate with me...shatter its jade hub glass."

Ye Xiaozhou saw that Guixiong's consciousness became uneasy, and his figure was also pushing back.Rather than saying that Guixiong was confronting Ling, it would be better to say that his arms and Yushuli were clamped and he couldn't take back his hands.The two are in such a stalemate, Guixiong still has a chance to turn the crisis into safety after exhausting Ling's strength.But if there is a third person, the advantages and disadvantages are self-evident.

Ye Xiaozhou mustered all his strength, and slashed at the dark-colored Yushuli.I felt that before I touched Yushuli, my tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, but Yushuli was safe and sound.Ye Xiaozhou was about to stop and come again, but found that he was also firmly held by this powerful force.

Ye Xiaozhou's magic breath immediately flowed out through the arm and the front of the fan. It turns out that the jade hub glass can absorb other true energy if it can stay in the immortal.In this way, isn't that Yushuli has the same power as Yeyoushi, but it is more peaceful, deep, and has a frightening and overwhelming force.

Ye Xiaozhou's demon breath also merged in, and Guixiong said fiercely: "Zhuzi is arrogant, since he hit the stone with an egg, the old man will also end up with you!"

Ye Xiaozhou was stunned, and wanted to break free, but it was even more difficult.

After hearing it, he said: "The illusion of spiritual consciousness...don't be rigid. But remember...Ye Youshi."

Listening to a word to wake up Ye Xiaozhou, Ye Xiaozhou thought in his heart, it is sharp to infuse the song fan with magic breath, but it can only deal with all things in the five realms.Since Yushuli is the foundation of Xianyuan, it can be destroyed by knocking.On the contrary, Taoist Daoling used his true energy to transform thousands of slips, and defeated Zhao Qingran's Heart of the Magic Stone in one fell swoop, which can be used as a reference.

So Ye Xiaozhou is no longer obsessed with the form of slashing, but mobilizes the magic breath, and transforms into six sharp blades on the singing fan according to the method of cutting the entrance of the realm of spiritual consciousness just now.The difference is that Ling's 21 sword shadows are all silver and white, but Ye Xiaozhou's six fan shadows have six colors.

Among the six colors, white is immortal, purple is spirit, green is demon, blue is human, red is demon, and black is ghost.

Ye Xiaozhou's six sharp blades actually separated the true qi of the six spirits hidden in the sea of ​​​​qi, and then condensed each of them, and approached Guixiong Xianyuan with the force of the trial of the six spirits.

"Children can be taught." After hearing this, I was both relieved and delighted.

Guixiong's face was even more ugly.

Ye Xiaozhou calmly operated the six air blades, and the point where the sharpness was directed was not Moyu Yushuli, but Guixiong's consciousness.This is the hint given to her by Ling, she seems to want Ye Xiaozhou to make things difficult for Guixiong's consciousness more than Yu Shuli.

And this blow had a miraculous effect, although Guixiong resisted and defended with all his strength, but his celestial consciousness mixed with the spirit of ghosts and evil spirits, he was finally defeated by the six spirits of the common people.Instantly pierced through the heart by Ye Xiaozhou's six blades, several souls flew out.

Guixiong lost his form with a muffled sound, and Mo Yuyu Shuli swayed accordingly.Listening drives his own jade hub glass to move forward suddenly. The two pieces of fine jade seem to collide in the most primitive way, but they each carry the power of thunder.

A roar shook the realm of spiritual consciousness, but it still couldn't cover up the clear sound of glass gemstones shattering into pieces in the blazing light.A big stone in Ye Xiaozhou's heart also fell to the ground. He was about to talk to Ling, but he saw a few dark souls fleeing into nothingness in the dark place far away from the light.

"Want to run?" Ye Xiaozhou picked up the song fan and tried to chase after him.

"Xiao Zhou, there is no need to go." The blazing light faded, and Ling's figure slowly emerged.

Ye Xiaozhou said: "That's the soul of Guixiong Lishen, should we let him go like this?"

Ling smiled calmly: "We have already done what we should do, and leave the rest to them."

"They..." Ye Xiaozhou vaguely realized who they were in Ling's mouth, and his heart tightened.After the light faded, she realized that Ling's spiritual consciousness was no longer as full as before.And in the dark place of nothingness, not only Guixiong's black jade jade glass was shattered into pieces.

The colored glaze and jade hub glass that I listened to have also collapsed and disintegrated, losing their bright brilliance.

Is this the way of listening to just to conquer just?Use your last ray of immortal energy to knock down Guixiong from the prehistoric God to a mortal in the Qingxuan Realm?She herself...

Ye Xiaozhou immediately understood that Ling's spiritual consciousness had lost its last support and would dissipate soon.

No wonder Ling called her to stop, no wonder...

Ye Xiaozhou didn't dare to imagine what was going to happen, she just wanted to get close to the person who stretched out his hand to her with a gentle smile.

"It's not like you." Ye Xiaozhou also wanted to reply with a warm smile, but he couldn't control the corners of his mouth that drooped.She guessed that her current expression must be very tangled and ugly, but fortunately, Ling soon lost sight of it.

"What?" Ling opened his arms and held Ye Xiaozhou in his arms.When the refreshing touch of Ye Xiaozhou's hair was felt on the cheek, Ling couldn't help but sighed and closed his eyes deeply.

Could it be that Ye Xiaozhou was deeply in thoughts, and whispered softly: "If in the past, you would have let me chase after you and tear Guixiong into pieces, why would you be greedy for this moment of tenderness?"

"You... are you blaming me for being too ruthless?" Ling was stunned, pushed Ye Xiaozhou away a little, and decided to turn defensive into offensive in terms of momentum.

"No." Ye Xiaozhou pretended to be angry and dare not speak, muttered in a low voice and fell into Ling's arms, as if he had changed back to the child who always loved to deliberately act like a baby to Ling.

The pitch-black illusion became more and more empty, without the control of Guixiong's consciousness, there was a breath of death everywhere.

"Listen." Ye Xiaozhou whispered to his lover with sleepy eyes.

"Huh?" Ling's voice gradually faded.

Ye Xiaozhou said lightly: "I'm so tired..."

Unable to bear it, Ling lightly brushed Ye Xiaozhou's shoulder and said: "You have exhausted all the power of the six spirits, how can you not be tired."

Ye Xiaozhou smiled lazily and said: "Whoever told the devil that I don't show my power, old man Guixiong...just treat me as Ye Xiaozhou."

"You're just Ye Xiaozhou... that's fine." Ling smiled, she was also extremely tired.But this time, she was determined not to fall into a deep sleep before Ye Xiaozhou.She wants to keep her promise and accompany Ye Xiaozhou to the end.

"Fortunately...you didn't ask me to chase old man Guixiong. I think it's just...always...to be with you." Ye Xiaozhou's drowsiness became more and more serious, and her articulate words were a little unclear, but she was still stubborn Speak the words from the bottom of my heart.

"Okay, we won't be separated again." Ling agreed softly.

Ye Xiaozhou raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction and raised his eyes to look, with heavy eyelids and longing eyes.

At this glance, a thousand years.

"I'll take you to a place." Ling Qiu held Ye Xiaozhou's hand tighter than that night when the beach was stained red with blood.

"Yeah." Without reservation, Ye Xiaozhou completely handed over his consciousness to Ling, as if solemnly dedicating himself to the one he loves.The trace of sadness in this feeling is the collapse and powerlessness that she couldn't keep when the full moon Ye Ling left.But what engulfed Ye Xiaozhou violently was the blunt and addictive happiness.

Gradually closing his eyes, a touch of reddish gold also slowly faded away.Just like the gorgeous sunset glow indifferently disappearing in the tranquil sea.The figures of Ye Xiaozhou and Ling dissipate gently, transforming into azure blue and pure soft radiance, deeply bonded and lingering, returning to the sea where they first met.

From then on, some people became obsessed with obsession, and their obsession was finally relieved.Some people are empty in the world of mortals, and their hearts are finally full.

The nihilistic world no longer exists, and the illusion of Kunshan is self-defeating.

At this time, the forests and trees in the mountain had been burned into pitch-black scorched wood by the karmic fire, and thick black smoke billowed up, covering the air like dark clouds covering the sun.

The earth and rocks cracked under everyone's feet, with dead bones, carrion, undead and hungry ghosts being released from the abyss one after another.There is no clean place in the cruel battlefield, and even the sharpest and fiercest disciples of the alliance are covered with filth, or the blood of the ghosts who have not been cold, or the putrid pus and blood of the evil spirits of the ten directions.

The Twelve Gates of Kyushu finally witnessed the real appearance of the ghost prison hole.It is even more embarrassing that the flower spirit waiting for the night saw the scene of purgatory on earth again from a different perspective and different identity.

Nan Qing is no longer the weak and wandering wild flower that she was back then, and she finally understands the sorrowful state of mind when Yao Wangli finally protected it.Braving the fire of karma to assassinate the ghosts who set fire wantonly, Nan Qing's hands trembled.She also wants to protect every plant, tree, branch, and leaf in Kun Mountain desperately, but all her efforts are extremely pale in front of the raging ghosts.

To make matters worse, Nan Qing herself fell into deep fear. She couldn't tell whether she was mourning for all the creatures in Kunshan who had repeated the same mistakes she had made, or she was afraid of herself, who was crazily breeding murderous intent from the bottom of her heart.

In the midst of pain, a fine silver glow quickly brushed across Nan Qing's cheek.Nan Qing subconsciously dodged sideways, but saw the thin silver light hitting a ghostly eyebrow behind her.The ghost fell down with a bang, and the silver needle between the eyebrows turned into a wisp of free breath and dissipated.

Nan Qing made a false alarm, and nodded her thanks to the owner of the silver needle.And the owner of the silver needle has obviously overdrawn too much physical strength, his face is as thin as paper, pale and unsightly.

"Don't embarrass yourself...ahem...do something you are good at." Despite being exhausted, Feiyun's voice was still calm and calm.

Nan Qing knew what Feiyun was talking about, and she suddenly felt the weight of Guqin behind her.

Such a desperate fight was enough to make even the clearest alliance disciples turn red-eyed, as if everyone had no distinction between good and evil, good and evil, and were just fighting for the most primitive desire to survive.Feiyun's sudden concern touched Nan Qing's confusion in detail.

"But right now, is the sound of the piano still useful..." Nan Qing hesitated.It's not that I don't believe in Feiyun, but that I don't believe in myself.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Feiyun's wheezing and coughing became more and more severe, but he still insisted: "I also thought about this question when it came up, cough cough...such a fierce battle requires a useless person like me..."

Hearing this, Nan Qing subconsciously shook her head.Feiyun is not a useless person, she just saved herself from the ghost sword.Not to mention that she has led other Qingyao brothers and sisters to resolve the pain of how many comrades were hurt by ghosts.

Seeing that Nanqing had understood her painstaking efforts, Feiyun nodded and stopped talking.With the saved energy, she has to do more things she is good at.

With [-]% sentimentality and [-]% respect, Nan Qing watched Feiyun and three or two Qingyao disciples leave in a hurry.When Feng Muli was in front of him, the confusion, fear and powerless pity in Nan Qing's eyes had dissipated without a trace.Instead, there was a sudden determination.

The melodious piano sound is like a clear stream meandering in the bloody slaughter, bringing a breath of life to all numb souls.The alliance disciples finally felt that they were not puppets who only knew how to kill, they were still living people.

The sound of the piano pierced through the evil spirit, and everyone suddenly saw two hazy figures standing side by side in the gunpowder smoke.The two held hands and stared at each other, as if all the wars and turmoil around them had nothing to do with them.

"Welcome back." Sensing the aura of the two men, Tang Muran smiled in relief, and only whispered softly on his lips.

Ling Feiyan was in a moment of surprise, and did not hear Tang Muran's whisper.Earlier, she decided to urge Yu Shuli to bring back the immortal essence of the Great God of Heaven, and she had already prepared for Ling Feiyan to be no more in the world.But she didn't expect that at this moment, she would recover her consciousness and stand in the scorched forest of the wasteland of Kunshan once again.

"You, eyes..." Compared with her own return, Ling Feiyan was more shocked by the person in front of her who was staring at her eagerly.

"Eyes?" As soon as the person holding the singing fan opened his mouth, he knew that she was still the little Taoist who just entered Zilu Mountain a few years ago.

On the first day of the junior high school, the eyes were clear and bright, without any magic of red gold.Ling Feiyan was both surprised and delighted. She never thought that the problem that she couldn't find a solution even after searching the Wensheng Pavilion would suddenly disappear and cease to exist.

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Chuyi frowned, afraid that his three-ringed evil pupil would change into a more terrifying look.Unexpectedly, before she could figure out the situation, someone had already taken her into his arms.

"Ling Zun..." Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and put his hands around Ling Feiyan's waist, giving her the most honest and direct response.After all, the first day of the junior high school knew that if Ling Feiyan hadn't had great fluctuations in his heart, he would never have taken the initiative before everyone.

"Okay." Tang Muran helped them deal with a ghost soldier who came to spoil the scenery, and interrupted: "Everyone is watching, come and help if you are intimate enough."

Ling Feiyan suddenly realized when he heard the words, even if he was happy for the first day of the junior high school, this subconscious action was still too out of control.She quickly let go of her arms and clenched Yanyue Sword tightly to calm down, but her cheeks were uncontrollably stained with a blush.

At the beginning of the first day of junior high school, I felt that Ge Fan was a bit different, so I would take a closer look at it, and suddenly saw two small jade pendants on the tail of the fan for no reason, one piece was pure white, and the other piece was ice blue.She put the two pieces of jade in her palms and touched them with true energy, and instantly a warm and familiar force filled her whole body.

The first day of junior high school seemed to understand something.

Some memories were left in dust, and she and Ling Feiyan would no longer remember them.But some feelings will never disappear. It has been deeply hidden in the end of the six realms, and it is accompanied by the bright moon and the sea, and it will last forever.