Powerful, cold, and mastering everything. In front of such a thirty-two Lotus, they seemed to be left with despair.

But no one will choose to give up.

Ning Que endured the huge pain and pulled out the Pu Dao behind him. Mo Shanshan began to draw a talisman with his own blood. Ye Hongyu used a Taoist method that was extremely amazing without hesitation.

Her pale face turned extremely bright red, and two blood-red tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Her dense black hair danced without wind. Her realm of Zhiming fell to Dongxuan in an instant, but a terrifying force burst out from her body that far exceeded that of an ordinary Zhiming powerhouse.

Even at this time, Liansheng couldn't help but look at him a little bit.

Such a few young men, even he, had to temporarily interrupt the Taotie technique.

"Ands resist the sky, and they struggle meaninglessly."

He recited a spell indifferently and used an extremely amazing magic technique. The holy light turned into a lotus from his fingers. The holy lotus slowly fell with his thin hands.

Ning Que's careful pavilion, which was carefully crafted in the back mountain of the academy, collapsed directly as soon as he hit the point, and his whole body was directly hit by Beng Fei and smashed to the wall of the stone palace. Life and death were unknown.

Ye Hongyu coldly controlled the amazing force against the holy lotus, clenched the fist in her hand, and her nails penetrated deeply into the flesh. The pain became deeper and deeper, but she became more and more sober and more stubborn, and her whole body was trembling, as if she might collapse at any time.

But she knew that she could never fall down. In an instant, she burst out all her strength without hesitation, allowing the old hand who was pressing the lotus to slightly move back a little, but the next second, she fell down inch by inch, completely unstoppable and resolutely.

Ye Hongyu finally closed her eyes completely in despair as the holy lotus that was about to fall on her head.

She once experienced such despair that night more than ten years ago, but at that time he was by his side, but now she is the only one.

Two lines of red candle-like tears slid from the corners of her eyes, and the flying black hair fell gently and quietly on her shoulders, waiting for the moment when the lotus fell.

Liansheng's cold eyes did not hesitate at all. Thinking that after decades, he could finally enjoy the fresh flesh and blood again, he became even more fanatical and impatient.

However, at this moment, there was a bright red color under the holy lotus. It was a talisman and a blood talisman!

A sneer on his face was just a magic talisman. Even if it was led by blood, what could it be?

Sure enough, as the lotus fell, the blood talisman suddenly collapsed after persisting for a moment, but in the next second, the scattered blood lines suddenly turned into drops of red blood beads and floated in the air.

It turns out that this is not a talisman, but a formation!

Drops of blood beads slid along the mysterious trajectory, forming a truly peerless formation.

"Big base array?"

Liansheng's expression became solemn. He never thought that someone could set up such a strong block in this world.

It seemed like a sea of ​​blood in front of him, firmly blocking him from the spot and unable to move forward half a step.

His withered eyes were stunning, and few of his talented young people could match even in their generation.

If the cage formation set up by Ke Haoran is still there, if he has not escaped, this formation alone will be enough to make him helpless. Unfortunately, he has now escaped and his cultivation has recovered a lot. It is just a delusion to trap him.

He can break through the formation in at most half a quarter of an hour!

Mo Shanshan came to Ye Hongyu at some point. She supported Ye Hongyu, who seemed particularly weak at this time, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that the legendary cold and ruthless Daocai would even shed tears."

Ye Hongyu opened her eyes and looked at Mo Shanshan's calm and peaceful face. She suddenly knew the reason why Fang Qian would like him. Even she couldn't help but love such a strong and kind woman.

She curled the corners of her lips and showed an extremely stunning smile.

"I'm just a woman, so I will naturally cry."

She collapsed in Mo Shanshan's arms with a silence. The previous blow had completely exhausted all her strength. If it weren't for someone's support, she would have fallen to the ground and could not move.

Mo Shanshan pursed his thin lips and did not speak anymore. He just kept the block formation made by her blood with all his might, and forced some blood to repair the formation from time to time. As time passed, her face became paler and paler.

She didn't know what she was still insisting on. Maybe she just didn't want to die so simply. Maybe she was still looking forward to some unknown possibility in her heart. She just felt that she, Ye Hongyu and Ning Que, shouldn't have died here, so even if she seemed hopeless, she still had to persevere.

Fang Qian seemed to be awakened at this time, and was in an extremely special world. There was no concept of time and space here, as if it was in a mezzanine of time.

Here, he saw the birth and annihilation of the universe, the withering and rebirth of all things in the world, as if he had seen everything, but he was as hazy as if he had seen nothing.

Only the confrontation between two swords was very clear in his mind.

A sword cuts off time and space, and a sword is invincible.

Everything in the world turned into chaos under the confrontation of these two swords, and the two swords also turned into countless pieces scattered in the chaos, and there was silence, as if this chaos had become a tomb and a sword tomb at this moment.

In the deathly silence, endless years seemed to have passed, and then a new sword was born in this grave.

This is a wooden sword, simple, thin and small. It appears little by little from chaos, and the moment it completely appears, it begins to skyrocket wildly.

Ten times, hundred times, thousand times, ten thousand times...

In just a moment, this wooden sword occupied the entire world, and the world turned into a world of swords.

.........

In the deep stone hall, the block formation could no longer be persisted, because Liansheng became stronger and stronger as time passed, while Mo Shanshan's blood was getting less and less.

Ye Hongyu looked at the blood-colored formation that was about to be broken and said softly: "I didn't expect that we would die together." She looked at Mo Shanshan, who was pale and could not see a trace of blood, and said with a smile: "But I don't seem to be very sorry, but it's a pity that the brat took one step first."

Mo Shanshan even had to spend a lot of perseverance at this time, his sparse and long eyelashes flashed gently, and his dull eyes looked at Ye Hongyu smiling, silent.

At this moment, the block formation was broken.

At this time the lotus had dissipated, and only the dead big hand fell towards the heads of the two.
Chapter completed!