The continuation of Hua Qiangu TV series wants to say who lovesickness looks like

Under the dark sky, the golden light on Jumang Mountain is looming.The cold wind passed through everyone's sleeves, bringing up pieces of clothing corners.Standing in front of the immortals, Bai Zihua was dressed in plain white clothes, surrounded by a faint halo, keeping everything out, standing with his hands behind his back, his indifferent expression could not tell his mood at the moment.

Looking at the man with Yinze in front of him, Lengshuang was very surprised. Yinze is the color of a fairy, but what about the gold mixed in the middle?Gold is the color of gods, is it gods or immortals?Anything is fine, but in his eyes, he is just an ant, so how can he speak bravely when he is defeated.

"Bai Zihua, I never thought you would dare to come?" Leng Shuang looked at him contemptuously.

Bai Zihua just stood there and didn't speak, he felt a familiar smell, the smell of Xiaogu!But his heart tightened more and more, and the irresistible scent of blood stimulated his nerves.The smell is strong, even stronger than the small bone injury before.Looking in the direction of the scent of blood, his eyes turned cold, and there was a petite figure covered in blood on the altar, lying there quietly, Xiaogu...

Looking at his eyes, Lengshuang was quite satisfied. He liked to see their despair, "She's not dead yet, but soon."

The hands under the sleeves clenched fiercely, never so angry, no one can hurt her!Looking at Leng Shuang with icy eyes, Bai Zihua disappeared in an instant, reappeared in front of Leng Shuang, and slapped him on the chest.

Leng Shuang was taken aback, why is he so fast?Turning around to avoid the attack in front of him, the two of them had passed three moves in an instant, Bai Zihua's speed was really too fast, Leng Shuang became more and more frightened as he fought more and more, with such a fast movement, he was completely different from before. Dare to belittle the opponent, Leng Shuang focused on the opponent, and a black light blade was printed on the left hand and shot at the opponent.

I don't know when it started, a cloud of mist rose up on the top of the mountain, black magic light and silver fairy power intertwined, bursting out dazzling flashes from time to time, the wind was surging for a while, and gradually the figures of the two were hidden in the thicker and thicker clouds and mist among.

The two fought from the top of the mountain to mid-air, swords and swords, lightning and thunder, and everything was used.With the wind as the blade and the fog as the shield, you come and go, without stopping, without a truce, there is only one belief in the two people's hearts, kill each other!

After thousands of strokes, Lengshuang melted a round of bloody sharp sword and stabbed at the opponent. Before he got close, he was scattered by a silver light. He saw the timing and flew straight to Bai Zihua, and pointed at the opponent with the magic sword. At the heart, the bloody light reflected his sinister eyes, which was particularly frightening.

A silver light flashed on Bai Zihua's fingertips, and a silver lightsaber resisted the attack of the magic sword. Under the light of the sword, his indifferent expression remained calm.

Lengshuang retreated to mid-air after a single blow, the black magic sword came out of its sheath, and with a swipe to the air, the sky and the earth turned pale, and it was dark in an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, powerful magic power emanated from the sword, and the hearts of all the immortals on the ground trembled. What kind of powerful strength does it take to exude such a destructive aura, covering most of Jumang Mountain in an instant.Even that pure white figure was already indistinct.A thought came to everyone's minds, the fairy world is really over!

Seeing Leng Shuang Nianjue swinging the sword, the sky and the earth trembled, the sun and the moon were already dark, and there was only despair in the hearts of everyone.

Hope is always in despair, a touch of gold broke through the blackness of the sky, and a white figure stood proudly in the hollow like a god descending, like a Buddha coming to the world, a burst of Sanskrit sounds resounded between heaven and earth, calming the chaotic mind.

Bai Zihua gently raised Hengshuang in his hand, and the long sword gleaming with golden light crossed the sky, the world was silent, the golden light and the black light faced each other, pressing towards Lengshuang bit by bit.

The surrounding air froze, and Leng Shuang's body seemed to be bearing a heavy weight, unable to move half a minute. He watched the golden light pass by his body and came out from behind, and he knew that everything was over.No matter how much unwillingness is, after all, it can't resist the dissipation of life at this moment. Leng Shuang smiled silently, death is not terrible, but he was worried, as if exhausting all the strength in his body, he turned his head slightly to look at the attack in the distance red coat.

Yu Bingyao looked at the cold frost in the air, her heart was full of despair, she just wanted to run towards him, but her body seemed to be suppressed by Bai Zihua's power, she couldn't move, tears poured out, she said silently, Lengshuang, wait for me.The moment she was able to move, she ran towards Lengshuang desperately, but before she took the first step, her body was pulled, her neck hurt and she lost consciousness.

Lengshuang looked at Yu Bingyao, who was taken away by Zui Qingyan, with cold eyebrows and eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed, just live, don't avenge me, live well.

The body shattered into several pieces and turned into fly ash. At the last moment of her life, Lengshuang looked at the sky that lit up again, Yaoer, goodbye.

Bai Zihua landed in front of the temple, the golden body all over his body was restrained, still the faint silver fairy barrier, watching the cold frost dissipating in the air, no sadness, no joy, turned around and entered the temple, walked towards the altar, towards the small bone, towards his life... …

The crowd of immortals behind them seemed to wake up from a dream. Bai Zihua's last blow just now was too terrifying. They were so suppressed that they couldn't breathe. Their eyes fell on the place where Lengshuang disappeared. Is this the end?A generation of demon kings were killed by Bai Zihua just like that?Everyone is well aware of the strength of the Demon Lord. To be able to kill him so easily, I am afraid that Bai Zihua's skill at this moment...

Everyone's heart trembled, it was terrible.

Bai Zihua in the temple walked towards the altar step by step. The closer he got, the more distressed he felt. He remembered the peach blossom misty skirt that Xiao Gu wore on the day he disappeared. The red gauze skirt was in tatters, as if telling her experience and accusing him of his incompetence.Before he got close, the strong fragrance had already made his heart ache, Xiaogu, sorry, Master is late.

Finally walked to the edge of the altar, carefully looked at the sleeping woman, her bloodless cheeks, her once pink lips, now only pale and chapped, and the three deep scars on the left side made her pale cheeks even more obvious. ferocious.Looking at that fragile woman, Bai Zihua wished he could replace her, Xiaogu, Master will never let you leave again.

Gently stretching out his hand to touch her, a golden barrier flashed around the altar, stopping his movement. Bai Zihua frowned, waved his left hand lightly, a silver light flashed, and the golden barrier instantly shattered.

Just when he was about to touch Xiaogu, a voice sounded, "Stop!"