Shizun's persona completely collapsed

"This seat said that there is no race here that should not survive in this world."

Mu Qianqiu shook his head, the divine seal on his forehead was shining brightly, and the strong wind made his clothes rattle.

He left the last tenderness in the world, and took one last look at Ruan Xinglan whose face was full of tears.Hold the sword and board the ladder.

"Help me, quick, someone help me, untie me quickly! Quick!" Ruan Xinglan roared loudly.

Seeing this, Kaiyang and Yaoguang gritted their teeth and rushed over to deal with the immortal rope.

But it's completely useless, the immortal rope only listens to Mu Qianqiu's words.

"Please, help me, can't I? I can be separated from the master, and I can never be separated." Ruan Xinglan bowed his head and muttered. , has long recognized him as the master.

Before the words fell, it was untied.As soon as Ruan Xinglan got out of trouble, he flew up and chased in Mu Qianqiu's direction.

No? Heed the voices of everyone behind him.

At this moment, he only has Mu Qianqiu in his eyes.

He only knew that a fish would die if it left the water, and it was like a fish leaving the water when he left his master.

He is dying!

"Master! No? Yes, Master!"

What did Ruan Xinglan care about? Forget it, eyes?, brain?, heart? Mu Qianqiu is all alone.He broke free from the immortal rope in a panic, no? Gu Fenghuang was still tightly bound, and flew towards the sky-reaching steps.

The shattered enchantment around him was like a blade, cutting his clothes to shreds and bloodstains all over his body.

The long sword in his hand buzzed, leading him to take a few steps forward.

But the ladder to the sky was tall and long, and the sound of grinding meat could be heard in my ears, and the screams of countless monks kept coming and going.

Among these cluttered voices, Lin Zhiyi's voice was particularly sharp - calling him out: "Elder brother! Come back! Don't you? You can go!"

"Master!!!"

Holding the broken ladder tightly, the whole person is like a kite, swinging high in the air, and the blood spreads down the arm to the whole body.Ruan Xinglan looked at the stairs on the left and right in horror, as long as Mu Qianqiu took one more step forward, the steps behind would turn into ashes.

"Master! Don't? Go forward again! Master!"

Ruan Xinglan roared loudly, let go of the hand holding the sword, swished the long sword, and fell down, the white sword energy pierced through the haze, right in front of Phoenix.

Fenghuang was kneeling on the ground and crying out, but when he saw the sword, he was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, and roared sharply: "Ruan Xinglan! Hold on tight!"

"Master!"

He grasped the ladder with both hands, clasped ten fingers tightly, the veins on his neck burst, and almost used the greatest strength in his life to keep the person in front of him.

"Master! Give me a hand! Master!"

Mu Qianqiu looked back, the divine seal on his forehead was shining brightly, surging like a living thing, and his handsome face was faintly visible under the light of the divine light, could it be seen clearly.

Hearing this sound in shock, he moved his feet in the direction of Ruan Xinglan, and the sky-reaching long steps carrying the two of them broke apart inch by inch.

Lin Zhiyi said loudly: "Master! Isn't Ruan Xinglan? He is the reincarnation of a god, and he is not a protoss! He can't climb the ladder! Master, once you climb the ladder, you can't turn back! Master, look at your feet! !"

The feet were foggy, and the eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist. The screams were endless, and the sound of grinding meat became more and more clear. It is conceivable that in a corner they couldn't see, Numerous monks died one after another.

Some monks didn't even know what happened? In this ruthless and unstoppable killing, their bones and flesh were broken, their bodies were separated, their souls flew away, and their bodies died.

Ruan Xinglan gritted her teeth and said furiously: "Stop, stop! If you want to sacrifice, take my life! No? Don't touch Mu Qianqiu, don't? Don't touch him! No one is allowed to touch him! Hurry up!" Come down, hurry up!"

But it was useless, more and more people died because of this, Lin Zhiyi was using everyone's life to forcibly sneak back to the God's View of the Upper Realm.As long as the Heavenly Ladder exists, there will always be people offering sacrifices to the heavens.

Mu Qianqiu couldn't turn his head back, the ladder standing under his feet was vaguely visible, if he couldn't move forward, this place would soon be wiped out.

He was only five steps away from Ruan Xinglan.But it is like thousands of miles away, unable to touch.

"Xinglan," Mu Qianqiu's voice trembled, and the hands curled up in the wide sleeves had begun to become transparent, and he spoke as softly as possible, "Xinglan, be obedient, let go of your hands, and go back to everyone. You have grown up, even if there is no master around, you still have the ability to protect the Tianyan Sword Sect and protect the younger brothers and younger sisters."

"No?! Master! I haven't grown up! I haven't grown up yet! I will always be a child under Master's knees. I haven't grown up... I haven't grown up. I can't even protect Master well. How can I protect Master? Live with someone else?"

Ruan Xinglan clasped the long steps tightly with both hands, his whole body was on the verge of falling.He is not the reincarnation of a god, and there is no divine blood in his body, so he cannot climb the ladder at all.

The fierce Gang Qi shattered the clothes on his body like wisps, and his hands were stained with blood.

"Master, no? Yes, Master, please, no? Let's go!"

Mu Qianqiu looked up to the sky and sighed, her legs gradually became transparent.The divine seal on his forehead was about to break out, and blood was slowly gushing out.

It dripped on the ladder with a loud sound.

"Xinglan, if you don't? leave, you will be martyred with your teacher."

"Then martyrdom! Master, let me accompany you in martyrdom?! I don't regret it, I never regret it, and I don't regret dying!"

Ruan Xinglan roared loudly, holding a big stone in his chest, which made him tearful, and didn't care how embarrassing he was now.

Not to mention looking left and right, not wanting to pretend to be aggressive, nor wanting to be handsome.I just want to advance and retreat with Mu Qianqiu.

Even death.

"Master! Let me accompany you! Master!"

Mu Qianqiu nodded, raised his hand, and Ruan Xinglan floated up, wrapped in a cold and broken barrier, and flew into Mu Qianqiu's arms with open arms.

The two hugged each other so tightly that there was not even a gap.They almost have to blend into each other's flesh and blood.

"Oh, Master..."

A hoarse voice spewed out from the throat. The young man wrapped his arms around Mu Qianqiu's neck, and his legs tightly wrapped around his waist, and buried his face in the pit of his neck. just come down.

The blood below was shrouded in mist, and it was impossible to see people clearly. Only the thicker and thicker blood reminded them that people were always dying.

Lin Zhiyi remained silent, looking up at the long ladder piercing the sky, where would be his final destination.

"Master, aren't you afraid? Regardless of life or death, Xinglan will always be with Master, forever and ever."

The boy's hoarse, low-pitched, crying words fell into his ears word by word.Mu Qianqiu reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, his palms were hot.

Then he couldn't help but kissed the boy's lips.

Spiritual power rolled all over his body, blood mist shrouded him, and corpses littered the field.

Ruan Xinglan was greedy for Master's tenderness, immersed in the tenderness at this moment, unable to extricate herself.

Do you think that you can accompany Mu Qianqiu to die together?

But in the next moment, Mu Qianqiu let go of his hand, and pushed him away with a light palm.

"Xinglan, live well, and wait for the teacher to come back."

"Master!!!"

The long ladder under his feet shattered with a bang, Ruan Xinglan couldn't stand still, and fell backwards.

He could only watch Mu Qianqiu turn around and climb up the long ladder without looking back.

There was a bang before everyone's eyes, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the road leading directly to the gods in the upper realm was wiped out inch by inch.

Fenghuang couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly, and was bound like a rice dumpling by the fairy rope, when he heard a loud noise above his head.

The Immortal Rope that bound him so tightly that even Yaoguang and Kaiyang could not untie it with all their strength, suddenly fell to the ground.

It was as if all his strength had been drained in an instant.

The loss of the spiritual power of the immortal rope means that the owner of the magic weapon is dead and disappears.

"Master! Master!"

Fenghuang stared up at the blood mist above his head in a daze, and his face was covered with drizzle.

Kaiyang and Yaoguang raised their hands to catch the rain, their palms were stained red with blood.Seeing Youdao? The black shadow fell from mid-air, and the two subconsciously raised their hands to catch it.

He took Ruan Xinglan into his arms.

Immediately there was a sound of "big brother" and "Mr. Ruan" all around.

Ruan Xinglan was in a daze, feeling that everything happened too fast, really too fast, so fast that he thought he could stop it, but only now did he realize that there was nothing he could do.

The face is wet and sticky, isn't it? You can tell it's Master's blood even if you touch it.

"Mr. Ruan! Wake up, Mr. Ruan, how are you? Mr. Ruan?" Kai Yang hugged him tightly, almost crying, "Mr. Ruan, are you okay?"

Yaoguang couldn't bear it, and said in a deep voice: "Ruan Xinglan, isn't it still? It's time for you to be sad. Go, it's time for you to clean up the house. Last time, there was a civil disturbance in the Seven Star Pavilion, and you were lucky to help. This time, let me and senior brother help you! Do everything you want to do!"

"Clean up the door...clean up the door..." Ruan Xinglan murmured to himself in a low voice, with a nightmare-like expression on his face.

Until Phoenix rushed over, grabbed his arm, and roared with red eyes: "Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother! Master, master, master... he... master..."

Fenghuang was crying so much that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He only knew how to call "big brother" and "shizun".

Ruan Xinglan recovered from the sound of "big brother" as if he had just woken up from a dream. Seeing that Fenghuang's face was full of blood and tears, he raised his hand to wipe it clean, and said softly, "Fenghuang, why are you crying? What about it? Master? I’m here, and there’s still senior brother here. Let’s go, senior brother will take you to clean up the door!”

Before he finished speaking, he jumped up from the arms of the two of them.The spiritual power in his body boiled, like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling.

Ruan Xinglan shouted loudly: "Dharma artifact, return to its place!"

humming sound.

A long sword sprang out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and swam around. The overwhelming sword energy forced the monks on the left and right to take a few steps back.

With a swish, it fell into Ruan Xinglan's palm.

Seeing this, Fenghuang wiped his tears with his sleeves, and stepped forward with his long sword in hand, standing side by side with Ruan Xinglan.

Gang Qi blew the clothes of the two of them like the wind, and the blade of the sword was frosty and cold, piercing through the bones.