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These Xumi bosses in the world are not as indecisive as Ye Xiaochuan.
Now ten to seven, Xian Yao can beat three.
That's nine to four.
With such a huge advantage, it would be a fool not to take action.
Today, Xian Yao has got rid of the old monster Blood Demon. Although he released his spirit and soul, it will take at least thousands of years for the old monster Blood Demon to reassemble his body. He has completely missed this game of heaven.
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If we take the opportunity to get rid of a few powerful Xumi people in the heaven today, then in the future, whether it is a catastrophic battle or a game in the sky, it will be of great benefit to the human world.
The powerful men in the heaven also felt the crisis.
They want to run away, but due to their status as a powerful Xumi, if they run away like a lost dog at this moment, how can they survive in the three realms in the future?
For the sake of the arrogant face of heavenly beings, with just such a short delay, these people completely lost the best time to escape.
Because Guo Bier had already dragged the colorless old monk and the Venerable Beiming up to him.
Although this bitch likes to talk, she really dares to do it when it's time.
Seeing these three people charging forward with bared teeth, Xian Yao knew that this battle was inevitable.
The message was immediately transmitted to the two elders of the Tiannu Si in the east, and the three ancestors of the Pangu tribe in the west.
Let the five of them take a detour from both wings and block these escape routes from the heavens.
Guo Bier is a talkative person, while Xian Yao is an ambitious and practical person.
Guo Bier only wants to kill one or two powerful people in the heaven.
Xian Yao even set up an encirclement. It was obvious that he wanted to eat all the powerful men in the heaven in front of him.
Those big guys in the world didn't expect that Guo Bi'er would start a fight at the slightest disagreement.
The speed of the Xumi powerhouse was too fast, and the distance between them was not far. When everyone was stunned, the three powerhouses from the Pangu tribe and the two old ladies from the Tiannu Division had disappeared in place.
Nearly twenty Xumi warriors were fighting together. This scene was quite explosive considering the tens of millions of years of history of the entire Three Realms.
It's a pity that this place is located in the Sea of Forgetfulness and has no audience.
Therefore, not many people know about this battle that is destined to be recorded in the history of cultivation in the Three Realms.
At the same time, two-dimensional space.
Xiaoying has been away for many days. Ye Xiaochuan shouted Li Ziye's name loudly for a long time, but Li Ziye had no response.
At this moment, Yun Qiyou has reached the point where he has run out of gas and has fallen into a semi-conscious state. He keeps muttering "Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan..."
It is actually very simple to save Yun Qiyou. Her current situation is that after coming to this two-dimensional world, she has changed from a three-dimensional to a two-dimensional painting, all the true energy and spiritual power in her body have solidified, and the space magic weapon belongs to the four-dimensional space.
, cannot be taken out or loaded into the two-dimensional world.
What something.
To put it bluntly, I was hungry.
Just some food and water can save her.
Ye Xiaochuan has been waiting for Xiaoying to come with food. However, the timelines of the two spaces are confusing. Xiaoying only had half a cup of tea when he left, but many days have passed in this mysterious space.
Yun Qiyou's face was no longer pale at this moment, but had turned a little dark yellow. Since he had not drank water for a long time, his lips were also seriously chapped.
Since Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is much higher than that of Yun Qiyou, and he has comprehended the third level of wind law, his situation is better than that of the dying Yun Qiyou.
But it's not much better.
According to the current physical condition of the two of them, Yun Qiyou can't last for a few hours, and as for Ye Xiaochuan, it can only be done in a day or two.
Of course, Ye Xiaochuan would not just watch the woman he loved most die in front of him.
This situation is just like last year in Die Ze.
It's time for Ye Xiaochuan to make sacrifices again.
He could no longer put his hope in Li Ziye's kindness or Xiaoying's return in time.
He grabbed the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword beside Yun Qiyou.
Because the pressure here was too great, he almost used all his strength to pull out the three-foot-seven-inch sword from its scabbard.
"Xiaoyou, I once promised you that I will never let anything happen to you in this life..."
His eyes were soft, as if he had gone back to many years ago.
No matter how many times he vowed over the years, he would completely cut off his relationship with Yun Qiyou.
No matter how many heartless words he said to Yun Qiyou.
Only he himself knew that in the past ten years, he had never forgotten Yun Qiyou.
Not even for a moment.
No matter Yuan Xiaolou, Qin Guichen, or Zuo Qiu and others, they could not replace Yun Qiyou's position in his heart.
Their fates were actually tightly entangled before they were born.
Ye Xiaochuan's eyes became softer and softer, but the corners of his mouth were slowly twitching, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain.
For a moment, beads of sweat appeared on Ye Xiaochuan's forehead, gently sliding down his pale but smiling cheeks.
He tried hard to keep smiling, but the severe pain made his smile become distorted.
Soon, the Zhanchen Divine Sword fell to the ground with a stagger.
The edge of the sword was actually covered in blood and minced flesh.
There was also a piece of skinned flesh and blood that fell at Ye Xiaochuan's feet.
Last year in Death Lake, Ye Xiaochuan once cut off his thigh flesh in order to save Yun Qiyou's life.
After the experience last time, it felt so natural and skillful to do it this time.
He leaned on the Youquan Pagoda, breathing heavily.
He tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped it around his thigh several times, and pressed heavily on several acupuncture points on his leg to prevent him from bleeding to death.
It has to be said that Ye Xiaochuan has grown from a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death to a tough guy with iron bones.
When his cultivation was suppressed and he turned into a mortal body, he used the Zhanchen Sword to cut off a piece of flesh from his thigh without making a sound and kept smiling the whole time.
The pain he was enduring at this moment was much greater than when he was cutting off meat to feed Yun Qiyou in Death Lake last year.
At least at that time, he was in the three-dimensional world, and the spiritual power in his body could circulate, which could greatly relieve the pain caused by the wound.
This time, he enjoyed the most severe punishment among mortals, Ling Chi.
And he was the one who delayed himself.
After Ye Xiaochuan calmed down, he picked up the piece of meat that belonged to him.
He picked up the Dust-Zhanping Divine Sword and laboriously cut the meat into very thin strips.
He took the bloody meat strip and brought it to Yun Qiyou's mouth.
He said softly: "Xiaoyou, there is something to eat."
Yun Qiyou, who was in a semi-conscious state, seemed to hear his voice.
Her lips slowly opened and closed, and Ye Xiaochuan placed the meat stick in her mouth.
However, Yun Qiyou was too weak at the moment and didn't even have the strength to return to the light.
Her lips opened and closed slightly, but the meat strips could not enter her mouth. Ye Xiaochuan placed it directly in her mouth, and she was unable to chew and swallow it.