Is it the same with other big brothers?

Ming Zhu seemed to be crazy, and was dragged away from Biri Cliff by Ming Zhao.

"Hongchuan! Hongchuan, Hongchuan..."

He could no longer make any other sounds, he just kept calling Hong Chuan, his pupils diverged slightly, and he tried to throw himself out of Ming Zhao's arms with all his hands and feet.

Mingzhao knew that he couldn't hear him, so he held him in his arms by the waist, strode out of the sun-blocking cliff regardless, and quickly reached the Xingyuan where everyone was not far away.

Mingzhu tossed himself to the point of exhaustion, the whole person was delirious, hugged Mingzhao's neck, and called Hongchuan in a daze.

Mingzhao put him on the soft couch in Xingyuan Atrium, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears off his face, and said softly: "Don't cry, it's okay, Daddy is here."

Mingzhu looked at him absent-mindedly.

Ming Zhao couldn't stay here for long, so he gave advice to Yi Lingju and others who were watching in a daze, threw a storage ring to Yi Lingju, turned around and jumped off the kite, and disappeared soon.

Shen Di'an and Lu Qingkong rushed over quickly, one wiped his tears, and the other grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse.

Soon, Shen Di'an's face darkened, and said: "The meridian is reversed, he was hit by the thunder just now and was seriously injured—Senior Brother Ninth, go to the room and get my medicine box."

Lu Qingkong ran away rolling and crawling.

When Shen Di'an helped Ming Zhu bandage his wound, he kept watching Shen Di'an rushing back and forth curiously and suspiciously, until his body regained some strength, Ming Zhu gently hooked Shen Di'an's sleeve, He whispered: "Hongchuan."

Shen Di'an didn't know why, but she could also tell that Ming Zhu had some mental problems at this time, so she coaxed softly: "Senior Brother Qi went down to watch the theater, he should be back later, don't worry."

Mingzhu tugged again, with a louder voice: "Hongchuan!"

Shen Di'an said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll bandage him up for you and bring him back. Be good, don't move around."

Mingzhu couldn't hear or see clearly, but just kept calling Shen Hongchuan's name.

Shen Di'an was given a headache by his disturbance, so she said to Yi Lingju who was at the side: "Second Senior Brother, please trouble you to find Xia Qi Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother has been clamoring to see him."

Yi Lingju turned his back to them, holding the storage ring Ming Zhao threw to him in his hand, his whole body froze in place like an ice sculpture, not moving for a long time.

You Nu was anxiously wandering around but couldn't help, she immediately volunteered after hearing this: "You Nu can go to Senior Brother Hong Chuan!"

Shen Di'an said: "Okay, then leave it to You Nu."

You Nu jumped up happily, and was about to get off Xing Yuan, but was stopped by Yi Chengju.

Yi Lingju's stiff hands tapped lightly on the railing of the kite, making a series of sounds.

Shen Di'an, who was being wiped with the blood on her body by the bright candle, was stunned.

After the last thunderbolt struck, it stayed for a whole moment before finally dissipating in the air, and the half-dead white snake seemed to have been struck with its last breath, its body was scorched black, bones could be seen, it was especially terrifying.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Zhou Mingzhong and Ye Weiyang stood on the edge of the sun-blocking cliff, looking coldly at the demon cultivator who was dead but not stiff - if Zhou Mingzhong hadn't reacted in time and used all his spiritual power to open a barrier , I'm afraid that everyone present will be struck by the last lightning calamity until there is not even a scum left.

Gui Ning's face was ashen, and he didn't delay at this time, he directly used his spiritual power to lift the huge long snake, and threw it directly towards the magic circle at the bottom of the cliff.

The huge snake body disappeared at the bottom of the dark cliff of Biri Cliff, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qingkong urged Xingyuan to come slowly, and landed on the cliff.

As soon as the gigantic kite landed on the ground, Lu Qingkong staggered and jumped off the top, and rushed to Guining's side, and said anxiously: "Master, master! Seventh senior brother..."

Gui Ning's pupils shrank, and before Lu Qingkong could finish speaking, he flew onto Xing Yuan, and saw the bright candle curled up beside the soft couch from a distance.

All the scars on Ming Zhu's body were taken care of by Shen Dian. At this moment, he changed into white clothes, hugged his knees and curled up beside the soft couch, his expression full of fear.

Gui Ning stepped forward, hugged him gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

Mingzhu's ears healed a lot, and when he heard Guining's cold and soft voice, the tears that had just stopped poured down again, he threw himself into Guining's arms, and couldn't help crying loudly anymore.

Shen Hongchuan's body was taken out of the storage ring by Yi Lingju and placed in Xingyuan's room. Lu Qingkong was kneeling beside him, his face covered with tears.

Gui Ning took a look and knew what was going on, he didn't say anything, but said to Lu Qingkong: "Let's go."

Mingzhu Xu was frightened, holding on to Guining's sleeve tightly, his face was full of panic and fear, but Guining didn't feel bothered, he used his sleeve to wipe his tears when he cried, and softly comforted him when he was afraid he.

Lu Qingkong wiped away his tears, moved the formation on Xingyuan, and wobbled towards the peaceful sky.

At this moment, the bottom of Xingyuan seemed to be hit by something violently, Changyuan let out a terrible scream, and the whole ship staggered, almost throwing people on the deck flying.

Gui Ning's face darkened, he handed the candle to Yi Lingju, and told him: "Take care of him, don't let him run around."

Ming Zhu hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go: "Master, Master!"

Gui Ning tapped his forehead lightly, and said softly: "I'll be back soon."

After all, he took everyone out of the room.

Zhou Mingzhong and Ming Zhao were standing on the railing at the edge of Xingyuan, their long gowns and long hair flying, and they were staring expressionlessly at the huge white rope protruding from the bottom of the cliff—the rope seemed to be made by a demon cultivator. The spiritual power was condensed, and it clawed at Xing Yuan like a spirit snake.

Mingzhao gave an impatient "tsk" and said, "It's really difficult."

The white snake was split into such a virtue that it was not dead yet, and it crawled out from the magic circle hanging on the sun-blocking cliff. At this time, its huge head was paralyzed on the edge of the cliff, and countless white spiritual power radiated from it. Condensed into the shape of a thick and long white snake, it grabbed the precarious kite in pieces, trying to drag the huge kite down.

Gui Ning came late, took a look, and his expression was a little dignified: "Hurry up, if he escapes from the magic circle, the thunder calamity has been completed, and he will really be unstoppable after he consolidates his cultivation to the Mahayana stage." .”

Zhou Mingzhong replied lazily, and the three of them jumped off Xingyuan together, their spiritual power burst out suddenly, and they smashed towards the top of the demon cultivator's head like a broken bamboo.

The white snake screamed in pain, and the roar resounded through the sky, and the white rope wrapped around the kite was also cut off by Gu Ning with a hundred illusory long swords.

Even so, Xing Yuan also precariously fell down.

Shen Di'an hissed amidst deafening roars: "Senior Brother Ninth! Hurry up, we are about to fall!"

You Nu also hugged Lu Qingkong's thigh, screaming that she was going to die.

Lu Qingkong was so annoyed that he had a headache, he bit his finger and made up for the broken charms on Xingyuan bit by bit.

"You guys are so noisy! Be quiet!" Lu Qingkong scolded while kissing, "Are you still educated?!"

At the same time, the three masters who had reached the top of the cultivation base slashed towards the lingering demon cultivator at the foot of the Bisun Cliff, smashing half of the bloody snake body to pieces almost in a single encounter.

The demon cultivator screamed, and the severed spiritual power on his body surged like seaweed again, entangled the kite towards the sky, and more white ropes were tightly locked on the railing and window lattice of the kite.

Shen Di'an and You Nu let out a scream, and were thrown out of the way, almost falling directly.

Seeing the flash of Jian Guangyi, Zhou Lingxue and Ming Fuhua had unsheathed their swords, and they used their sword lights to chop towards the white rope entangled with Xing Yuan expressionlessly.

Ming Fuhua said coldly: "Don't mess around, cut off the white rope with a sword."

As soon as she finished speaking, the blade of the sword slashed on the white rope, and it was bounced away. Ming Fuhua and Zhou Neixue were both Nascent Soul cultivators, and with all their strength, they couldn't even cut a single bit of the illusory white rope.

Lu Qingkong held on to the railing tightly, and said directly: "If you can't cut off the rope, cut off the place where it is entangled!"

When everyone heard the words, they immediately began to inhumanely destroy the brand new kite that had only flown twice. Lu Qingkong cut off a beautiful railing with his meager cultivation, and said, "Shen Di'an, I can't help you!" If you are busy, go and see Senior Brother Seven, don't let him die... the body will be damaged again."

Shen Dian quickly ran into the room.

At the same time, in the room on the second floor, the entire window was snapped off by a white rope as thick as an arm, as if a living thing came in from outside.

With a blank expression on his face, Yi negativeju flipped his hands over the Jiaoweiqin in front of him, and plucked out the strings in his hand, and waves of spiritual power slapped away with the sound of the piano like waves, and flicked the white rope away.

Mingzhu held onto the wooden pillar and stood aside, watching the white snake-like Lingli's legs go limp, as if he wanted to help but couldn't move a step.

"Legating Ju..." He tried to call Yi Lingju with trembling hands, his eyes were full of tears from being frightened.

Yi Lingju repelled the white snake, but more things came in from below, continuously and endlessly.

Although Yi negativeju's cultivation base is high, but against so many things that can't be slashed and knocked back, his spiritual power is exhausted for a while.

He flew to Mingzhu's side, and quickly signed in sign language: "Come on, let's go down. We will be dragged down the cliff by these things sooner or later when we stay on Xingyuan."

Ming Zhu nodded quickly, and the two were about to turn around and leave when a white rope seemed to be forced to attack them.

Yi Lingju instinctively wanted to take the piano, but before he could make any moves, Mingzhu pushed him away.

There was the sound of the body being pierced, and a drop of blood splashed onto Yi Lingju's cheek. He turned around abruptly, and saw that the white rope that was chasing after him had pierced Mingzhu's abdomen at some point, and Straight out, wrap around Ming Zhu's bloody waist a few times, dragging him out inch by inch.

Yi Lingju's eyes turned red instantly, he didn't care about the qin that fell on the ground, spiritual power poured out from his hand, and landed on the white rope without leaving a trace of strength.

The spiritual power that could almost shatter a mountain hit the seemingly vulnerable white rope, but it didn't make any waves, and still dragged the bright candle down from the broken window lattice.

A look of panic finally appeared on Yi Lingju's unchanging face. He staggered and reached out to grab Mingzhu's hand, but he felt the meridians and vitality that were rapidly drying up at the moment of touching.

That blow pierced through the dantian from the back of the waist, directly crushing the golden core, even if he tried his best to save him, Ming Zhu would not survive.

The huge Xingyuan shook violently, and Lu Qingkong's voice was faintly heard from outside: "Senior brothers and sisters! The Xingyuan is still falling, is that annoying rope still not cut off? Hurry up, hold on!" Can't stop."

Ming Fuhua said coldly: "Everything that can be seen has been cut off. I'll go to Xingyuan and take a look. There seems to be another one there."

"Trouble senior sister."

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps.

Yi Lingju grabbed Mingzhu's hand and dragged him tightly, hearing his unbearable muffled groans, knowing that what he did would only increase Mingzhu's pain, he let go of his hand little by little in despair.

Mingzhu was staggered by being pulled, and his whole body fell into the air, only his left hand was firmly grasping the broken iron railing at the window lattice.

Yi Lingju knelt down on the ground suddenly, his eyes were sore, as if tears were about to overflow.

The cold wind with a fishy smell swept up from the bottom of the sun-blocking cliff, blowing Mingzhu's white clothes rattling.

The white snake on Bisun Cliff was still roaring and roaring, but because of Mingzhao's siege, the sound became weaker and weaker, and the snake's head hanging on the edge of the cliff also fell little by little.

Ming Zhu was a little delirious. He hung one hand and stared up in a daze. The faint roar of the beast was mixed with the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

Yi Lingju looked down at himself against the light, his sympathetic face was full of pain, his pale lips moved slightly.

"Yes... no..."

He has practiced closed-mouth meditation for many years, and he has long forgotten how to speak. When he speaks at first, it is just a series of stumbling voices like children learning to speak.

And because of his vocalization, his meridians were ruined after decades of cultivation. Blood dripped from his lips and dripped on the ground like a blooming lotus flower.

"Sorry……"

The sword in Yi Negju's hand was placed on Ming Zhu's left wrist. The cold sword sharpened Ming Zhu to wake him up for a moment. The life that was rapidly draining from his abdomen made him realize something when he was still alive. plead.

"I still... don't want to die..."

Mingzhu murmured in a low voice.

The tears in Yi Lingju's eyes finally fell little by little, dripping on the side of Mingzhu's face, as if it was extremely hot, which made him tremble all over.

The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and countless bloods exploded in front of his eyes. Ming Zhu stared blankly at Yi Lingju, who was in front of him, gradually moving away from his sight.

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had fallen. He was a little dazed and puzzled, and there was still a strong pleading in his eyes, as well as the sentence he hadn't said yet.

"Please help me."

At the same time, Ming Zhaofei landed on the huge snake's head, and slapped it with his palm, and the white snake fell straight down from the sun-blocking cliff where it had no strength left.

At the moment when it was about to fall into the magic circle, it gathered all its strength, opened its ferocious mouth, jumped up, and swallowed the bright candle that fell from the sky in one gulp. Straight into the array.

The formation was finally activated, and a blood-red light burst out, completely engulfing the snake demon's body.

Gui He, who was thousands of miles away, was taking out some old books from the library and spreading them on wooden boards to dry. Yan Xueyu didn't know whether to help or bask in the sun, lying on the books with her eyes squinted, feeling extremely comfortable.

Gui He said helplessly: "Xueyu, those books are older than you, it's not right for you to lie on them."

Yan Xueyu said indifferently: "It's nothing, no one cares about me anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Yanfeng hurried over with a cold face.

When Yan Xueyu heard the footsteps, she screamed inwardly, and sat up from the book, fearing that the stubborn fifth junior would scold her.

But at this time, Shang Yanfeng had no energy to take care of these things, his face was full of panic, and even his hands were shaking violently.

"Little Uncle!" Shang Yanfeng walked over quickly, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Gui He looked at him inexplicably: "What happened? You're in such a panic."

Shang Yanfeng's voice was unsteady, and his tone was full of fear.

"The longevity lamps of Shen Hongchuan and senior brother in the Palace of Eternal Life..."

"...all of them are gone."

The book in Gui He's hand fell to the ground suddenly.

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