In an instant, a violent white light burst out from under the Xuannv's phantom, and the light directly enveloped the Xuannv. Then, Ling Yan heard another teleportation sound in his ears, and then, several times,
A cry of surprise sounded.
Ling Yan was frightened. Suddenly, a beautiful image flashed in his brain, which made him surprised, surprised, and impossible to think of...
Chu Yanran had already turned around and walked quickly towards the center of the sect's formation.
"The Fengyun Jue is over, I won't be entangled with you anymore!"
Mo Yeqing seemed to know something in the air. He immediately turned around and turned into a black shadow, decomposing from the several rays of light.
"The one from the Palace of Eternal Life will be ranked first in a decisive battle!"
At this time, the towering stone statue spoke a burst of dry and hard words.
The sound was hollow and melodious, floating throughout the world, and could be heard up and down the entire Tiansheng Peak.
Everyone was stunned by this shocking news at this moment!!
Palace of Eternal Life takes first place??
Who dares to believe this kind of thing?
No matter whether they fight or not, everyone's skin will beat a little unconsciously.
They tried hard to recall what they had just heard, over and over again, and finally thought that they were right!
But, could it be that the statue of the god is wrong? Anyone may win the first place, but there is no way that it will be the turn of the Ten Thousand Years Lao to enter the Palace of Immortality, right?
The disciples of the Changsheng Hall were all delighted. Unfortunately, the various sects were too far apart and could not see the expressions of the other sects. However, we knew that their expressions were probably very exciting.
Whoosh!
A ray of light shot out from between the eyes of the statue and flew straight towards the Eternal Life Palace.
"Winning first place!!"
Ling Yan's expression was a little stiff...
Suddenly, he thought of something. Among so many disciples, there was only one person whom he had not waited for. Thinking of this, Ling Yan quickly turned around and walked towards the middle of the sect.
Leng Wanqing, who was clutching the hem of his clothes, was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground due to Ling Yan's sudden move.
"Hey, Ling Yan, are you leaving or not?" Leng Wanqing yelled with some complaints. Unfortunately, although she knew that letting Ling Yan go, she would not be able to save anything except his life.
But Ling Yan seemed at a loss, walking towards the central array in a hurry, even in a panic.
There...many female disciples from the Eternal Life Hall have formed a circle, and most of the male disciples are standing quietly beside them.
Chu Yanran walked into the crowd early, and soft, milky white light bloomed from her side.
Ling Yan rushed over and pushed aside the crowd.
Finally... the last disciple was revealed, but unlike the other disciples, he was safe and sound...
Situ Meier...
Lying quietly on the magic circle, her face was soft and peaceful, and her usual charm was gone...
His cold hands were placed on his lower abdomen, and his usually bright red mouth was bloodless. His eyes were gently closed naturally, and his long eyelashes were overlapped.
Seeing it under his eyes, Ling Yan felt like his heart was being ripped out and his lungs were being dug out. It was uncomfortable.
The pain coming from the bottom of his heart, he didn't know why, even though he knew that all of this had nothing to do with him!
But he can't do it!!
Unable to be this indifferent, the fragments in my mind are replayed one after another like a slideshow...
Suddenly, there was a feeling that... this was the real Situ Mei'er... not the eldest lady of the Situ family who was forced by her family to do everything for the sake of the family...
"Elder, Mei'er finally won the first place in Fengyun Jue for you..."
Chu Yanran raised her head expressionlessly and looked at Ling Yan.
"What's up with her?"
Ling Yan's tone was a little sad... He was trying his best to suppress his emotions...
Although, my hands have started to tremble...
"Three souls and seven souls have been completely lost, leaving only one soul and one soul. This is the price of the forbidden spell. This is the rare secret of the Situ family and my Chu family..."
Chu Yanran gently cast a gentle spell to stabilize the remaining ray of Situ Meier's soul...it seemed...as long as she was not careful, Situ Meier would disappear forever into eternal life...
"Is it?"
Ling Yan suddenly laughed at himself: "Is it worth it? No. 1 in Fengyun Jue... What does it have to do with me... Hahaha... It's really ridiculous!"
Ling Yan laughed loudly and lost his temper, but his words could not help but make some people frown slightly.
"Yanran, I will take the soul that protected Situ Meier back to the sect and find my own way to recover it. But Elder Ling, please be careful what you say! The matter has not developed to an irreversible point!"
Mo Bifang, who was in the air, slowly descended, his eyebrows knitted together, and he said coldly.
"Is it possible to save...is it really possible? Then rescue her quickly and revive her!!!!"
Ling Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with light... His words were a little crazy...
"Situ Meier's contribution to the sect is as great as heaven. Even if I don't save her, the leader of the sect will definitely help! Elder Ling doesn't have to worry!"
Seeing Ling Yan's expression at this time, Mo Bifang sighed slightly, his cold face looked a little moved, and he nodded.
Then, Mo Bifang lightly raised his lotus hand and waved it in the air, and Situ Meier's body was slowly controlled by her to levitate, slowly floating above the black giant eagle.
Mo Bifang slowly leaned down, stretched out his hands, and gently laid Situ Meier's body flat on the big eagle, and then stabilized the last ray of her soul.
"Ah...why is it like this...even if this woman is saved, I'm afraid her cultivation will be lost...what a pity!"
Leng Wanqing walked up and shook her head with some regret.
If the cultivation level regresses, then the life span obtained in reality will also be reduced... Ling Yan knows...
"Ling Yan..." Leng Wanqing came to Ling Yan's side and pulled him... "Although Mo Yeqing is only my half-day apprentice, I saw through him at a glance... If I didn't leave...
.It’s too late!”
"Are you afraid of death?"
Ling Yan turned around and looked at Leng Wanqing with calm eyes.
"If you want to leave, please leave first. I...I definitely can't leave!"
This time, Ling Yan is not angry. Leng Wanqing is doing it for his own good after all. He has no right to be angry.
Situ Meier has made Ling Yan understand that he cherishes everyone around him...
Whoosh!
Suddenly, in the sky, there was a sound of meteors piercing the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a colorful ray of light, spiraling towards Ling Yan!
"It's Fengyunjue's prize, a heaven-sent reward!!"
Mo Bifang, who was standing on the big black eagle, immediately lost his voice.
Snapped..
With a soft sound, the colorful light disappeared, but everyone was surprised and shocked to find that Ling Yan was actually holding the prize in his hand.
The statue was not given to Mo Bifang, but was directly handed over to Ling Yan's hands...
