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After thinking about it for a while, Wan Liu still smiled coldly and said, "Don't even think about leaving any of the people here."

"Does your nephew want your life?" Ou Chuyang had expected Wan Liu to say this long ago and sneered.

"Hmph~" Wan Liu snorted coldly, "In order to eliminate your disaster, what is the loss of one or two emperors of the Divine Alliance?"

Ruthless. Extremely ruthless. Wan Liu has no relationship with uncle and nephew except for paying attention to Wan Ning's strength.

In fact, this kind of ruthlessness is normal. After all, everyone is a top master who has survived for hundreds of millions of years and has control over a world. For them who can live forever, family affection is not worth mentioning at all. If they want, let alone nephews, it is not a problem to have hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren.

Ou Chuyang did not retort, but looked at Wan Ning with a slight look on his face, as if he was asking: "Now you understand."

Wan Ning was indeed at the scene. Although he knew that his uncle could not have had a feud with several major divine realms because of his ruthless words, Wan Ning was shocked. The purpose had been achieved, Ou Chuyang had already let Wan Ning see Wan Liu's true face clearly, so he stopped talking.

Among the emperors of the Nine Realms, Yue Shan, Po Jun, Leng Feng Han, Gu Mang and others had no deep hatred with Ou Chuyang. They stood aside and looked at Wan Liu and others talking with Ou Chuyang with strange eyes, with a strange look. They really didn't expect that such a small first-level divine emperor in front of them actually played with the nine divine realms in their palms for decades, and even hundreds of thousands of years ago, Luo Yancheng was ruined because of him.

Ju Yunsong was the most powerful among the few people, as if he was a leader. Although everyone didn't think so, he walked out calmly and looked at Ou Chuyang: "The young man is said to be that if you hadn't taken the Poison Lord Tower, I would have been able to train you to become the overlord of the Tianwu Realm."

This sentence is not an exaggeration. Even in the Tianwu Realm, Ju Yunsong is definitely capable of cultivating people like Ou Chuyang into a world-class powerhouse.

His eyes turned to Ju Yunsong, and Ou Chuyang observed his mind and knew his identity, and said, "You are the first Ju Yunsong in the Central Region."

"It's me." Ju Yunsong straightened his chest when he heard this. Obviously, the reputation in this middle area made him proud.

“Good luck~”

After only two words were used, Ou Chuyang stopped paying attention to Ju Yunsong. It really surprised Ju Yunsong and his face became cold.

Ou Chuyang ignored it and took out a jade with his palm. As soon as the jade came out, a ray of light was shining. Under the flowing light, there was an extremely pure energy of heaven and earth. "The source of the ice mirror?"

Seeing this, the emperors exclaimed at the same time, even Ju Yunsong was no exception. Everyone's eyes were filled with greed. "This is the source of the ice mirror, this is the Yuanpo of the Control Mansion of the Poison Lord's Mansion." Everyone had guessed a little.

Ou Chuyang looked at Mu Wanqing and Xu Jie'er, with a secret sadness in his expression. Who would have thought that the meeting hundreds of thousands of years later would be a separation of life and death. Feeling the breath of life passing quickly. Ou Chuyang knew that he would not last long, so he handed over the source of the ice mirror to Mu Wanqing and said, "Yao'er, take it with Jie'er and the others to leave, as far as they can go." Mu Wanqing's strength is overwhelming, and only Ju Yunsong can match the field. If Mu Wanqing wants to leave, Ou Chuyang's confidence success rate is quite high. He doesn't want the person he loves deeply to accompany him to die. "No~" Mu Wanqing and Xu Jie'er cried at the same time. Mu Wanqing said, "Yao'er will not let go, Brother Ran doesn't care. He wants to walk together, and stay together." "Jie'er is the same." Xu Jie'er is the same, crying with tears, and his whole body trembles.

Ou Chuyang looked at the two of them with a smile, holding their hands together, and said, "Without me, you will be good sisters. It is not easy for my father and ancestors to practice, how can you die with me? With this source of the ice mirror, you will be the new masters of the Poison Swamp Forest. Although you can't fight them now, with the Poison King Tower, one day, Zixiao will be above them. It will not be too late to avenge me again." "No~" Mu Wanqing sobbed, tears connected into a trace, and rolled down and said, "Brother Wu Ran."

Brother, what's the point of Yao'er living? Give the source of the ice mirror to Jie'er sister, Yao'er wants to accompany Brother Ran." Xu Jie'er heard this, hurriedly clenched Ou Chuyang's arm and said, "I won't leave, don't want to leave me." "I want to leave?" At this time, Shui Rou finally snorted coldly. For millions of generations, she has been living in the shadow of Mu Wanqing. It is impossible for her to let go of her mortal enemy in front of her. Even if she was asked to choose one of Mu Wanqing and Poisonous Jun Tower, she would resolutely choose to kill Mu Wanqing instead of this Poisonous Jun Tower.

The pressure Mu Wanqing brought to her was too great. If Mu Wanqing hadn't been unable to bear to kill this sister, she would never have reached the level of an intermediate emperor.

The two souls of the snow spirit are born with the heaven and earth. Mu Wanqing and Shui Rou are the snow spirits that were born when they were born.

The soul of Snow is originally a conjoined body, and later reborn in two due to the destruction of the world. Among them, Mu Wanqing is the original body, and most of her natural cultivation comes from her. Shui Rou is just attached, but because Mu Wanqing secretly lowered the world and left all her cultivation in Feining Palace, Shui Rou got the opportunity and absorbed it all to the level of an intermediate emperor. During the time when Mu Wanqing was lowering the world, Shui Rou was unwilling to become Mu Wanqing's shadow, and used the inheritance treasure to seal Mu Wanqing in Feining Palace.

Even so, Mu Wanqing's appearance today still made her frightened. Mu Wanqing has never missed the cultivation of a high-level emperor.

In Shui Rou's heart, Mu Wanqing must die before she can escape from the shadows and become the real overlord of the Tianwu Realm.

Of course, if a person like Mu Wanqing appeared in the Tianwu Realm, her deterrence will directly affect the status of the Emperor of the Nine Realms, and no one here will let Mu Wanqing leave.

Everyone looked at each other, but Leng Fenghan finally smiled and said, "Everyone, it seems that we will do it again today from the joint efforts of hundreds of millions of years ago." Hundreds of millions of years ago, the Emperor of Nine Realms joined forces to kill Fu Zhixuan. It was precisely because Fu Zhixuan, an alien, affected their overlord status.

The same is true today.

Ju Yunsong sighed falsely and said, "It's a pity that a good seedling cannot be used by me, so I will destroy it." What he said was naturally Ou Chuyang.

At this time, Mu Wanqing stopped crying, and a happy smile appeared on her jade face, and said to Ou Chuyang: "Brother, don't worry, the people in the Poison Lord Tower will not die. As long as we die with them, the Ice Mirror Source will naturally return to the Poison Lord Tower. At that time, the Ice Mirror Source will find another new master, and the new master will be born in the Poison Lord Tower. As for you, let us accompany you through this last part of the road." "Yao'er~" Ou Chuyang didn't know why Mu Wanqing said that, and just wanted to stop him, Mu Wanqing turned to look at Qin Qing and said, "I have been working hard for you over the years. If there is a next life, I will definitely compensate you well." Qin Qing nodded with emotion. In her life, there was only Mu Wanqing, the master, and staying with Shui Rou, was entrusted by Mu Wanqing to hand over the Stone of the Stone to Ou Chuyang.

After saying that, Mu Wanqing finally stood up, and when her eyes turned to the Emperor of the Nine Realms, a look of generosity flashed across her. "Sister, did you not expect that this Luxue Mountain is where we were born and where we died." "What did you say?" Shui Rou was shocked when she heard this, and the leaders of each realm also felt a sense of danger.

Mu Wanqing did not explain, but told everyone her purpose with her actions.

He raised his hands and a vast body of high-level emperor's vitality slowly poured out. Just as the energy of heaven and earth condensed together, the vitality of Luxue Mountain finally snowed.

Flying snow and dust in the palace.

The heavy snow of goose feathers declared Mu Wanqing's determination in her heart, and fell down sadly. In an instant, the breath of life in the entire mountain of snow disappeared and was exhausted.

The rivers that crisscross the foot of the mountain have long since turned into mirror-like ice rivers under the sudden change of climate. The blue snowy mountain of Lu has finally been renamed for this and has been hung with crystal clear silver frost and snow.

The earth began to tremble, and the fine turtle patterns divided the entire Luxue Mountains into countless single lands. In the space, an indescribable cold air penetrated out of the cracks.

All the mountains of Cangshan are ice valleys, and all the beasts and birds are transformed into carvings. "Ice and snow wither?"

Looking at the changes between the mountains, Shui Rou's resentful gaze was replaced by shock for a moment. As a master of the intermediate emperor's realm, he retreated without freedom.

The emperors of various domains also felt the changes in the energy of heaven and earth on Mu Wanqing's body, and they all surrounded Ju Yunsong, and their expressions changed.

Obviously, Shui Rou knew the power of Mu Wanqing's martial arts technique, and her terrified expression made her feel a little scared. "Ice and snow wither?" Ju Yunsong murmured silently, as if he had remembered something, and said intimately: "Damn it." Then, he flew out like a stream of light, and he didn't even dare to look back.

With Ju Yunsong taking the lead in escaping, Shui Rou even shouted and turned her head to sweep away. She had obviously forgotten about this matter.

The Six Emperors: Yueshan, Pojun, Yaori, Wanliu, Cold Wind and Cold, Gu Mang, also empathized with it. The boundless fluctuations of vitality meant that Mu Wanqing was using her own soul to release the strongest move. Even the high-level emperor did not dare to take the strongest move.

The withering of ice and snow, the supreme magic skill requires the field skills released by the seventh level of the natal soul. This powerful martial art will extremely deplete the soul. If a strong man like Mu Wanqing uses it, the entire Luxue Mountain will be cold and become a place of death. Even if Ju Yunsong takes a single shot, he will not recover without hundreds of millions of years of hard work.

Everyone was the top overlord of the Tianwu Realm, so naturally they knew the power of this martial arts. Therefore, no one dared to take over the withering of ice and snow. The six emperors believed that Yun Song and Shui Rou all rose up after they escaped, and did not dare to make fun of them for a moment, and their bodies rushed directly outside the Luxue Mountains.

The Eight Emperors came quickly and went faster. Ou Chuyang never expected that the goddess in his mind would scare away the head of the Eight Divine Realms with just a thrust of his hand. Even Ju Yunsong did not dare to stay for a while.

Looking at the cold air spreading from Cangshan in the distance, everywhere he passed, he turned into sculptures of ice and snow. The crystal clear frozen iceberg tree gave people an irresistible sense of destruction. "Ice and snow wither, what a powerful martial art, Yao'er, why are you doing this? Your strength has fallen into the realm of a primary emperor." Ou Chuyang was half lying, with a touch of powerless bitterness on his face. He could not persuade Mu Wanqing, nor could he persuade Xu Jie'er, but with such two beloved, his bitter smile was mixed with the smell of happiness and satisfaction.

After using the ice and snow, Mu Wanqing's face was pale and her cultivation level was greatly reduced. Then, with a wave, an Ice Crystal Palace was completed in the blink of an eye, covering Ou Chuyang, Xu Jie'er, Qin Qing, Wan Ning and himself. Then, Mu Wanqing walked to Ou Chuyang without looking at anyone, and sat down.

At this time, even though Xu Jie'er was reluctant, she knew how to give up. She sat down, but she raised Ou Chuyang's head to Mu Wanqing's calves. Although there was no tender words during the process, Mu Wanqing was still very moved.

Mu Wanqing looked at Ou Chuyang on her knees with tenderness and said softly: "He does not belong to anyone, nor does we belong to him. Only when the three of us are together can we be complete, Brother, right?"

Ou Chuyang wanted to nod, but the collapse of the soul had reached the last edge. He was powerless to drive him, so he could only smile, but he couldn't even say anything, and there was obviously a hint of worry in his expression.

As if seeing what Ou Chuyang was thinking, Mu Wanqing comforted: "Brother Ran's last wish, Yao'er knows. Brother Ran's don't worry. Fu Zhixuan's Poison Lord Tower is the most powerful treasure of the defense of heaven and earth. Even if Ju Yunsong and the others die, the Poison Lord Tower will not damage a single minute. You can rest assured."

Ou Chuyang listened, smiled even more and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing Ou Chuyang's last trace of vitality begin to disappear, the four people present, Bu Meng Wanning shed tears. When a person is about to die, everything will become a passing cloud. How can you let go if you don't let it go?

At this moment, all four of them felt relieved.

Seeing the cold air coming from the distant mountains, everyone closed their eyes. At this moment, in the Three Thousand Worlds, Ou Chuyang's soul finally collapsed, and the boundless energy surged up from the soul and exploded, and the soul dissipated, which meant that life was going to do its best.

Ou Chuyang looked at that moment powerlessly and could only whisper in his heart: "Three seniors, Ou Chuyang is sorry for you. He did not resurrect you."

Yi Qiankun and the other two closed their eyes at this time, and they obviously couldn't hear what Ou Chuyang was saying. But just as Ou Chuyang's divine thought was about to disappear, a round light suddenly flashed in the three thousand worlds. This light looked like a huge vital shield, shrinking from the boundlessness to the middle, shrinking rapidly.

The vital energy shield does not compress other things, but just wraps Ou Chuyang's soul power tightly and condenses it towards the center.

The almost disappeared consciousness returned to Ou Chuyang's mind again. In surprise, Ou Chuyang accidentally remembered a top-grade treasure he obtained in the Creation Divine Cauldron: Heart Protection Yuangu.

The heart-protecting primordial shield can protect the soul. Even if you are hit by the Emperor, the soul can be regenerated.

Regeneration of the soul?

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Ou Chuyang's heart. After waiting for the heart-protecting Yuangu to compress the power of his soul into a little, he let out a loud bang.

The soul is reborn.

The rebirth of the soul represents the return of Ou Chuyang's natal energy, and the spiritual thoughts are also reborn.

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