Floating love for thousands of years, true love is the only one

Glaring at him, if eyes can kill, then Yan Jun will die many times, "Don't be too happy. Black soul, explode!" The black souls that were about to fly to Yan Jun exploded not far from him .Although the power is not very great, it can't hold up much, and the loud bangs of "popping" that everyone exploded one after another shook the ground.

Fusheng is not very far away from Yan Jun, but he is not in a hurry to remedy this sudden accident.Yan Jun couldn't see how he was in the center of the explosion?Everyone was sweating for him, especially Xiao Wei felt pain in his heart when he saw him like this, not because love is just a distress between friends.

Fusheng waved his spiritual power towards the place where the explosion occurred, hoping to use the wave of spiritual power generated to shake away the self-exploding black soul.But it is still useless. The resentment generated by the self-detonation of the soul is quite large, which cannot be driven away by ordinary spiritual power. When he gathers the spiritual power again, it is too late. All the souls have completely self-detonated, and Yan Jun in the center of the explosion is revealed , a phantom of a dark red tauren tightly protected him.Even so, he still suffered some injuries, his face was pale and his expression was a little dazed.

"The guardian of the ancient Pluto? It's not bad to survive even this." The high priest saw that Yan Jun was fine, although he was a little annoyed, but he also lost an enemy's resistance, which is not bad.Contrary to him, after everyone saw that he was fine, they breathed a long sigh of relief, and their nervous hearts were relieved.

Not long after, the phantom on Yan Jun's body faded away, and he could no longer support himself falling from the sky like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind.Xiao Weiwei kept watching him and saw that he fell, pinched his hands and pointed to a silver light to protect the falling Yan Jun, supporting him to slowly descend.Yan Jun felt as warm as a feather, soft and reassuring, and slowly closed his Danfeng eyes, and the last thing he saw was Xiao Wei running over anxiously, falling asleep with a bright smile on his face.

Just now Yan Jun helped Fu Sheng solve the haunting black soul, and the disappearance of the black soul can no longer interfere with Fu Sheng's display of divine power.The high priest also revealed himself because of the disappearing black soul, but he still couldn't see his appearance with the mask on.I can only see that this person is tall and tall, with a straight back and no aging appearance at all. Even if he doesn't say a word at that station, he has an irresistible majesty. This kind of momentum is not formed naturally, but acquired after many years of fighting. Domineering and prestige.It can only be said that this person is no less than Fusheng, and he has a feeling of transcendence.

"Young man, I will ask you again. Do you want to give that girl to me? Doesn't she have such deep affection for you? Is it worth sacrificing so much for her?" The high priest's tone was calm, not provocative before, but a little persuasive. .

Fu Sheng didn't answer but just looked at him, he didn't understand why such a person would be so despicable to snatch a little girl, did he have ulterior motives?What's the secret about that girl?No matter what it is, the high priest will not let him succeed so easily when he meets them today.He has made up his mind, so he spares no effort to stop it.

The colorful light of Liuli lingered all over his body, and the jade flute in his hand conveyed a steady stream of power.It made his already bright eyes even more brilliant.Without saying much, a shocking force suddenly attacked the high priest.The high priest didn't dare to underestimate the totem of Tai Chi and gossip that appeared in front of him in a knotted seal with his hands on guard.

When Fu Sheng saw Tai Chi Tu, he was astonished that such a pure technique of light was actually used on this evil spirit, it really insulted the purity of the technique.But I always feel that what he uses is different from what people in the righteous way practice. Although they are all the same technique, the Taiji diagram he produced is a bit impure, and there is a trace of black air shrouded in it, but outsiders can't see it, but this is inevitable. Dharma eye.It's just taking pictures of cats and tigers.

At this moment, Fusheng's divine power had rushed to the Taiji diagram, and it instantly disappeared into nothingness.But no one noticed that only a trace of colored glass spiritual power passed through the Tai Chi totem and penetrated into his chest.

"Eh." A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and after the extreme light of Tai Chi Tu, it quickly dimmed and finally disappeared completely in front of everyone.The high priest understood that the overwhelming blow just now was just a way to cover up the last trace of spiritual power to hide his murderous intentions.He forcefully concealed his injuries, and laughed presumptuously at Fu Sheng:

"Although you are a person of the righteous way, don't you also play such insidious moves, you are worse than the old man. How can you have the face to talk about the old man here?"

"Although I said so, you are harming innocent people. This deity just used some tricks to subdue you, and it is for the common people to get rid of your evil." Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and Dayi spoke eloquently.

"Yo Yo, what a great righteousness. What you said is very exciting, but I don't know if you have the strength to move an old man." The high priest didn't intend to rush to do it again, and Fu Sheng also knew that the old fox must be delaying time to condense What does spiritual power do.So I stopped talking nonsense with him, and flew into the sky with a clear voice echoing in the air:

"The sound of falling magic is surging like a tide. The mysterious temple of heaven and earth, all things return to rest. The nine-day drought and thunder are for my use. Chop it!"

"Drought Thunder Jue?" Mozun standing on the cloud asked in shock when he heard Fu Shengkou chanting Fa Jue.With a dignified expression, it's not easy for him to be able to shake the world like this. It seems that his future enemies will change.

On a clear sky, the starry sky suddenly thundered, and the sky-shaking flash illuminated the dark night as brightly and dazzlingly as day, and the light and shadow were extremely flickering and extremely dark.His godly true face was printed in the sky, and his power shook the world.A wave of dry thunder divine power was introduced into Jiang Moxiao as a medium to strike at the high priest.

The high priest was stunned for a moment when he saw his divine power, but he dared not neglect the matter of life and death.With the enchantment in hand, the spiritual power of all things is released to weave a barrier that allows him to shelter and hide.At this moment, the sky thunder had arrived and hit his enchantment. The entire enchantment was trembling and wrapped in it. He stabilized his mind and continued to make amends. Another extreme thunder pierced the sky, and it was even more violent than the one just now. "Boom... Click!".

The upper part of the barrier couldn't be maintained and a big hole was broken. The high priest was frightened and wanted to remedy it, but it was too late, and the third drought thunder fell from the sky with a destructive momentum.It seems that the high priest is going to be buried here.There was no accident that thunder struck the high priest, and everyone was relieved when he fell down.Especially Xiao Wei, she saw that Fu Sheng was so worried, but now that it's finally over, she can relax.

"Master, it's over, let's act quickly, or it will be too late." Xi Qu standing in the clouds also reminded his master.

The Mozun ignored it, and still looked at the high priest lying on the ground, with a brilliant light in his eyes. "This person is not simple." That's all he said.

Not long after, Fusheng drifted back to Xiaowei and the others.After the technique of attracting drought and thunder just now consumed most of his divine power, his physical strength has already been exhausted.But the enemy is relieved to be eliminated by him.Tell the others to stand where they are and not to act rashly, and go up to check the situation by yourself, and take a look at the person's true face by the way.

When he was about to approach the distance of less than three steps, the person lying on the ground suddenly stood up in shock, thinking it was bad but it was too late, they were too close and he had consumed too much just now Spirit power can no longer fight now.The high priest quickly made complex seals with both hands, and chanted mantras, like an ancient chanting, many ancient secret mantra symbols appeared in the sky one by one, entangled around Fu Sheng's side.They attacked the consciousness in his brain one after another.

Fusheng's headache was splitting and he tried his best to resist the spell to control his mind. It was at the end of his battle, and it was only a matter of time before he could be controlled.Xiao Wei and the others looked at the people trapped by the spell in the distance.He wanted to save him but was blocked by the barrier and couldn't get close.

"Ah!" He roared in pain, his eyes full of dead silence and despair.He is not afraid of death, he has lived for a long time and has no desires, but now he is not alone, he still has Xiaowei, he is not living for himself but for them.

Xiao Wei couldn't cry anymore, she would rather bear all the pain on her behalf than be so incompetent and just cry.What is hurt in his body hurts in her heart.

Gradually, the buoyant spirit power was insufficient and he could no longer support it. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Wei happily, and he had no power to recover.The light in his eyes was faintly visible, like a candle burning in the wind lingering on its last breath.

"No! Fusheng, don't, don't. If you die, I will go with you." Xiao Wei has never said such decisive words to others, even if they can't live together, they have to die with the king, and never live.Life and death are the same!

In the next second, Xiao Wei condensed the spiritual power in his hands to cut off the demon spirit and follow him.Qin Feng and the others saw that they wanted to stop it, but they couldn't stop it from afar.In the nick of time, a cold hand held her jade hand and stopped her impulsive behavior.

"Let go of me." Xiao Wei roared angrily.

"Don't forget I'm still there. I won't let him die." Yan Jun, who was still in a coma just now, reappeared beside her, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and a beautiful smile floated on his face, With determination and firmness.

(59) Moment of youth, eternal disappearance

Yan Jun held Xiao Wei down, stood up and walked towards them with pain all over his body.Xiao Wei looked up at his back, and couldn't help feeling suspicious.What is he going to do?

The body that was about to fall was shaky, but it was still walking with perseverance.One step, two steps... slowly approaching the road covered with blood.A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of spirits.

"Today I will let you experience the call from hell." He expected from the bottom of his heart, he wanted everyone to remember this moment, and he would be the brightest star shining in the night.

The high priest who was fighting with Fu Sheng was shocked when he saw Yan Jun's actions.Originally, the dawn of victory was ahead, but at the moment, he was disturbed by this sudden and unreasonable sentence, and he had no intention of fighting, his teeth were chattering, and he regretted that he didn't take his life just now.

Yan Jun raised his right hand to condense his spiritual power and inserted it deeply into his chest, a stream of warm liquid flowed out, one or two drops of red liquid