However, they were also seriously injured. Can they block this arrow? The answer is yes, they cannot block it.
Even if the oil of the Yaxuelu is exhausted and the magic bow is unable to exert its maximum power, what he holds tightly with his fingers is still the real arrow of the setting sun god and demon. He burns the essence and blood to the extreme with the belief that we will die together, and the power will not be as powerful as
How much weaker was it before.
Since you know you can't stop it, why do you want to die?
A sad and sad smile appeared on the corner of Yexuelu's mouth, he jumped up and jumped towards the void.
Ling Chuxi and others' expressions darkened. This time they entered the void. Most of the Yaxueli's lives would not be saved. The Sunset God Demon Bow would also be lost in the void. Finding it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Don't even think about it.
After exhausting all his efforts, he finally joined forces with the Demon King family, but in the end it ended like this. You can imagine the disappointment in Ling Chuxi's heart.
"Go back!" At this moment, a cold voice came from the crack in the void.
Ling Chuxi suddenly raised her head, this voice... could it be him? Ling Chuxi's fists clenched tightly, and her body was trembling slightly because of the excitement.
With a muffled groan, the Yaxuelu appeared in front of him again, but he didn't come back by himself, but was thrown back by someone.
"You, who are you?" Ya Xue Liao's fingers were tightly clasped on the bow string, and his eyes were staring at the crack in space, with a look of horror on his face.
"Don't you remember me?" A young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and a face as sharp as a sculpture slowly stepped out of the crack in the void.
Although he was walking in the air, his steps were so steady, and his body was so tall and straight, like a spear that would never yield.
"Yichen!" Tears welled up in Ling Chuxi's eyes.
Yes, it was Ling Yichen who appeared in front of him. He was still alive. He did not disappoint Ling Chuxi. He was finally back!
Huangfuqing was desperate for one of the few friends he had in this world, and his eyes were actually a little wet.
"It's you, it's you, you're not dead yet?" The Bloody Hoosier said in horror, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Even when facing the two future emperors of the two great royal families, gods and demons, he was not so frightened. Even when faced with Ling Chuxi's sword of heaven, he was not so frightened. But now, looking at Ling Yichen, he was holding the bow string.
He was shaking violently.
"That's right, I'm not dead yet. Although the remaining power of your arrow destroyed my meridians and qi sea, it made me concentrate. Do you think I should thank you?" Ling Yichen smiled coldly.
He said, slowly stretching out his hand.
His arms seemed no different from those of ordinary people, but they had a strange luster, like rock or fine gold, giving people a sense of indestructibility.
Sure enough, Ling Yichen was injured in the hands of the Yaxuehu. Today, Ling Yichen returned to the heaven after completing his physical cultivation. The first person he met was also the Yaxuehu. As expected, good and evil are rewarded in the cycle of cause and effect.
"Impossible, impossible." Ya Xue Liao said in disbelief.
Ling Yichen didn't say much to him at all. With a movement of his body, he attacked the Yaxuehu. The strange light like gold and jade in his hand flashed, releasing endless pressure.
"Wait, let me go, I'll give you the bow." Yexuelu's heart palpitated and he shouted loudly.
No one can really ignore death. No matter how fierce the Yaxuehu is, he still has a trace of attachment to life. Otherwise, he would just explode his essence and blood directly, and even self-destruct the Sunset God Demonic Bow, and die together with Ling Chuxi and others.