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Chapter 1115 Holding the sword while holding the thigh!(1/2)

Silently.

A trace of pressure fell, and the phantom of the yellow spring summoned by Gu Han immediately collapsed, and even his body and even the world collapsed quickly. However, he still did not take a step back, and maintained the phantom of the yellow spring that was about to dissipate, and maintained the promise that was only half left.

He knows very well.

The shadow of the Yellow Spring is scattered, and no one will survive the moment when the realm is destroyed.

Even if you are about to die.

But he did not give up hope.

From beginning to end, his target was not Gui Sanniang, but one of the remaining 34 ghost schools, the one who ranked the last and the weakest.

Kill him!

Let the jade talisman turn completely white and complete the task. Although I don’t know what the result will be, this is the last chance of Leng Yushu and the last chance of the rest of the people!

now.

It is the time when all the ghosts are at their weakest defense and the best opportunity!

Suddenly, his body collapsed several times faster in an instant, and the shadow of the yellow spring condensed a lot again, a trace of murderous intent... quietly locked in the weakest ghost school!

only.

Before he could do anything, a sudden change occurred!

A milky white light lit up from behind him, turning into an endless stream of vitality, constantly sinking into his body, his injuries and broken body... were quickly repaired!

Behind him.

Leng Yushu tried his best to use the Lingyu Technique, and his white light was shrouded in his body, and he could no longer see his expression.

"kindness?"

Gui Sanniang immediately noticed the abnormality and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that there was an unexpected surprise. This girl has such a special physique. It's a pity to just use her to make clothes!"

"you……"

Sensing the change in his body, Gu Han struggled to turn around, and the scarlet light in his eyes kept flashing, and he said with difficulty: "What are you doing!"

"Don't you die!"

Leng Yushu's paranoid side was fully expressed, "I... don't want you to die!! I must not want you to die! Even if I die, I won't let you die!"

With more vitality influx.

In the blink of an eye, most of the injuries on Gu Han's body were repaired, but the price was her life.

Gu Han felt ache in his heart and almost roared: "Are you... stupid? You obviously have the chance to survive, but you insist on two of you dying together?"

"Can……"

Leng Yushu murmured to himself, "I want you to live..."

"Little girl."

Gui Sanniang said lightly: "It's too naive. If you don't let him die, he won't die?"

"You can't save him."

"Your life cannot be exchanged for his life!"

"I want him to live."

Leng Yushu seemed to have not heard it, and she still murmured, "I must let him live, and..."

She stared at Gui Sanniang, "I want you to die!"

While talking.

The white light on her body instantly dimmed, and replaced by an extremely cold aura. Her body was like ice under the Nine Abyss. A black rune with endless coldness and mystery appeared on her eyebrows!

"broken!"

Seeing this rune, Gui Sanniang and Ming Ling's expressions changed slightly!

boom!

Ming Ling didn't care that his injuries had not recovered, and his blood light burst out and rushed straight into the sky. A vast ghost power that could almost destroy this small world fell directly, and he wanted to destroy Gu Han, Leng Yushu... all the world.

Gui Sanniang's body trembled slightly, and she also tried her best to urge the power of Huangquan to fall, and she wanted to crush the two of them into powder!

only.

Whether it is the power of ghosts or the power of the yellow spring, they all stagnated for a moment, as if they were blocked by a mysterious force!

Don't talk about Gu Han.

Not even a grass was hurt!

Rumble!

The rushing sound followed, and endless dim river water poured down from the sky. A vast river suddenly appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, most of the phantom of the yellow spring summoned by Gui Sanniang dispersed!

Yellow Spring!

It's not a phantom, but a real underworld!

In the middle of the river, the stele of the word "Yellow" is extremely mottled, ancient, vicissitudes, and intertwined with endless traces of Taoism.

"quick!"

Ming Ling knew the power of this magic, and immediately shouted softly.

The ghosts instantly understood what he meant without hesitation at all. The ghost power in their body instantly rose to the extreme, and instantly mobilized the power of the Yellow Spring that they could control to help Gui Sanniang!

One is the entity.

One is a phantom.

The two rivers stirred up waves after wave. Every time they collided, endless white bones completely turned into a few parts. The Taoist flowing on the two broken steles and steles were strangled and strangled each other!

It is clearly the same root and the same origin.

But at this time, both wanted to completely swallow the other party!

However, although it was a phantom, the Ming Ling Ghosts were too powerful and temporarily tied with Huang Quan summoned by Leng Yushu.

Looking at the extremely unfamiliar Leng Yushu, Gu Han's heart sank instantly, "What's wrong with you!"

After fighting with Kuishan before, he felt something was wrong with Leng Yushu. At this time, when he saw the other party's appearance, the ominous premonition in his heart suddenly increased tenfold!

"sorry."

Seeing that Gu Han's injury was almost completely recovered, Leng Yushu said with relief: "I am not very skilled in this magical power, and it has been delayed for some time..."

"Supernatural powers?"

Gu Han stared at her, "What... magical powers?"

"sorry."

Leng Yushu lowered his head, not daring to look at him, “I… lied to you again. The magical powers I have learned in the underworld… are two ways.”

One way is the Yellow Spring Festival.

The other way is naturally what she is using now.

Loomingly.

A voice came to everyone's ears, as if whispered, as if whispered, as if chanted... It seemed that there was no existence, as if the reality was uncertain.

at the same time.

On the body of the stele of the word "quan" stele, endless Taoism manifested and intertwined into lines of small characters. Regardless of whether you recognize it or not, whether you recognize it or not, whether you are human or ghost, you instantly understand the meaning of it!

The soul returns! Nothing far away.

The soul is back! There is no east or west, no south or north.

...

The soul is endless! Tanggu is lonely.

The soul is in the south! There are fires in the south for thousands of miles, and the vipers are winding.

...

The soul is in the south! The wound is only hurt.

The soul is in the west! The quicksand in the west is only shady.

...

This is a tribute!

As the inscriptions were more and more, an inconspicuous black dot suddenly appeared in the endless distance of the Yellow Spring. The black dots moved slowly and slowly, but in a moment, they appeared not far from the cold rain.

A lonely boat!

A straw hat, a straw raincoat, and... a green bamboo stick was placed on the lonely boat.

Everything is ready.
To be continued...
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