At this moment, Qin Muran really felt that death was very close to him!

His whole body was burned by fire, and his soul felt burning.

The meridians in the whole body are almost unable to withstand this pain, and they have to break through the skin and burst open.

The energy circulates in the Dantian, and the Yuanlong power roars out wildly, trying to break through the shackles.

Unfortunately, even the powerful Yuanlong Jin did not have any power to resist in front of the completely stormful Drought!

Qin Muran's body had cracks, and a lot of blood penetrated out of it, soaking his clothes.

Qin Muran is now in a mysterious yellow body, which is flawless.

But even so, I was still injured!

Ximen Chuxue on the side is also not much better.

Even he had no resistance to the power of the drought.

The heavy sword in his hand fell to the ground, his face was old and weak, and the blood in his body evaporated a lot under the burning of the heat.

At this time, it is perfect to use the four words "the oil is gone and the lamp is dry".

He spent his whole life studying swordsmanship. It can be said that in the entire Xia Kingdom, except Ye Gucheng, his swordsmanship is not inferior to anyone.

In the end, a generation of powerful people died under the hands of Drought and had no ability to resist!

They are demons, but they are just ordinary people after all!

If you don’t enter the innate world, you will eventually become an ant!

Ximen Chuxue felt the vitality in her body was constantly losing, while Qin Muran felt that her body was about to explode.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth, and the blue veins on Qin Muran's forehead were also raised.

He felt that he couldn't hold on for long.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. This time, Qin Muran is not as lucky as before!

I am destined to explain it here too!

"Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I can't go back!"

"Dad, mom, my son is incompetent and I can't save you!"

A sense of obsession in Qin Muran's heart turned into sadness at this moment!

"evil creature!"

Just when Qin Muran felt that he was about to die, a voice carrying supreme majesty came through the air.

However, a cold light flashed by, and Qin Muran and Ximen Chuxue were both shocked.

Puff!

Qin Muran, who landed on the ground, suffered more injuries and fell directly to the ground and fell into a coma.

Ximen Chuxue is also not much better, but after all, she has practiced for many years and can still withstand it.

I won't faint as soon as I hit the ground.

"who?"

Hanba originally thought he was sure to win, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

"I didn't expect that you were born!"

A lost voice came from a distance, and then a figure slowly walked from the darkness.

"It's you!"

When Ximen Chuxue saw the person coming, her face was full of horror.

The person who came was not someone else, but an old Taoist priest who came from thousands of miles away.

The old Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe, and there were only a few beads of sweat on his face.

"Grandma, I'm dying of Taoism!"

The old Taoist priest wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and said unhappily.

"Huh? There are still people alive!"

The old Taoist priest looked at Ximen Chuxue with some surprise.

However, at this time, Ximen Chuxue was already gray in her temples and wrinkles on her face, which was different from the one who had just come here and was excited.

For a while, the old Taoist priest did not recognize Ximen Chuxue.

"Who are you? Where did the old guy come from!"

The old Taoist priest looked at Ximen Chuxue and was startled.

"Old immortal, I am Ximen Chuxue from the Ximen family!"

Ximen Chuxue reported his own way of home.

After being reminded like this, the old Taoist priest looked at him carefully.

Hey, I don’t think it’s true if I don’t say it. After saying this, it’s really a bit like it.

Ximen Chuxue, who was so energetic that he fought against Ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City!

"I said Ximen Chuxue! At least you were three out of ten of the old Taoist, but why did it become like this after only so many years!"

The old Taoist priest looked at Ximen Chuxue and asked with disgust.

"Forehead....."

If Ximen Chuxue had not had the strength to speak now, he would have refuted ruthlessly.

What is three out of ten handsome? Do you have any misunderstandings about "handsomeness".

Look at your fat body, you have gained a lot more weight than you did back then.

Plus those squinting eyes... no matter how you look at it, it's a bit vulgar.

This is something Ximen Chuxue dared not say, otherwise, if others don’t know that you are an old god, I’m afraid anyone will despise you.

To use a more popular sentence nowadays, it is greasy!

Yes, it's greasy!

However, Ximen Chuxue could only think about these words in his heart, and he really didn't dare to say anything else.

Otherwise, the old god would not have enough life to see in his anger.

"You're the only one who lives?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Ximen Chuxue and asked.

"There is another one, I don't know if I'm dead!"

Ximen Chuxue gasped, looked at Qin Muran, who was in a coma on the side, and said.

The old Taoist priest followed Ximen Chuxue's gaze and suddenly discovered Qin Muran.

He looked at Qin Muran, and the blood covered in his body was almost a bloody man.

"This little guy is there too!"

The old Taoist priest was a little surprised.

"But think about it, no one except him can release the drought!

The old Taoist priest walked to Qin Muran's side and pointed his finger into Qin Muran's body.

Qin Muran's injuries were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ximen Chuxue widened her eyes and was stunned when she looked at this scene.

What kind of ghosts and gods are this?

"Gudong!"

Ximen Chuxue swallowed and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Old immortal, I am also seriously injured. Can you save me?"

"Get out! You can't die!"

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes to Ximen bleeding.

"Then why did you save him..."

Ximen Chuxue felt that she was treated differently and asked with some discomfort.

"Nonsense, I won't save my disciple, I will save you?"

The old Taoist priest directly despised him.

Then he brushed with one hand and a strong energy surged out, directly suffocating Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue was still shocked by the fact that Qin Muran was an old Taoist disciple, but the next second, he felt his body lightening, and then he was directly pulled out of the ancient martial arts secret realm by a mysterious force.

"It's so much nonsense, keep your mind upset!"

The old Taoist priest clapped his hands, then slowly looked at the drought.

"The drought-bag girl hasn't seen her for thousands of years, and her strength is getting bigger!"

The old Taoist priest grinned, as if he was looking at an old acquaintance.

"Yes! Rong Chenggong, you are really old!"

Hanba looked at the old Taoist priest and smiled coldly, his eyes full of chill!

It is really a great fate to see old friends here!

However, when old friends meet, they are particularly jealous, especially since Drought has been suppressed for so many years, there were also old Taoist priests who interfere in it!
Chapter completed!