The man in black robe lightly landed his palm, but did not hit Mu Tao.
Xia Ze's eyes were empty. After a moment, blood flowed from all his orifices and he fell straight down.
Mu Tao had no intention of fighting anymore, her eyes were dull, and she stood there in a daze, watching the blood dye the spotless white robe red little by little...
Seeing that the move failed, the man in black robe retracted his palms and rounded them up. After a short period of time to gather momentum, he struck out at Mu Tao again with lightning speed.
The light that burst out from the palm of his hand made Mu Tao's haggard face turn pale.
At the critical moment, the ancestor of the Mu family, Mu Ji, who was behind Mu Tao, completely ignored the raging fire all over his body and desperately shot out a white rainbow of sword energy from his palm.
With a puff, the man in black robe slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. There was a blood hole the size of a bowl.
"Don't hurt my granddaughter." Mu Ji gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at the man in black robe.
The man in black robe sneered, and the blood hole on his chest healed at an extremely fast speed.
The old man was also extremely stubborn. Seeing that the man in black didn't care, even though the flames had burned half of his body into an unbendable mud brick, he still shot three sword energy resolutely.
Just as the man was about to make up his mind to kill Mu Ji who was getting in the way, he noticed something strange behind him.
Turning around, he saw a burst of hot red light looming in Xia Ze's dantian. It was the swallowing sky dormant in Xia Ze's dantian. It was burning its original power regardless of the consequences. As long as the men in black robes killed them all, it would stop.
Afraid of all the explosions, the original soul will be destroyed directly with him.
A larva of an alien beast with a deep bloodline, who did not hesitate to use the power of his origin, and a warrior Yangshen who was half buried in the earth and whose cultivation level in the ten realms was not even enough to threaten his life, but it was enough to break up with him.
Wrist.
Five different-colored rays of light rose from Yunxi Town, dragging their long tails and rushing across the night sky. In a moment, they knocked out all the stars in the sky.
Five rays of light converged at the top of Tongzi Peak, shining on the water and breaking the waves. The boy-shaped peak that was originally squatting on the ground gradually differentiated into limbs, head, and facial features.
With a roar, the towering Tongzifeng Tongzi took a step, and the water in the river rose three feet, shaking all directions.
It did not stop for a moment and walked towards the Calabash Peak. On the shoulders of the boy who was a hundred feet tall, there was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a Bagua Yin-Yang Taoist robe with a red gourd on his waist.
The man in black robe seemed to be sensing something. He tiptoed a little, and the black robe fluttered and landed at the mouth of the gourd on Gourd Peak. Under his feet, there were thousands of black auras attached to the black robe. Looking from a distance, it looked like hundreds of people.
Thousands of black bats were flying up and down.
The old man bowed from a distance and then threw the white brush in his hand into the river.
Stirring up thousands of waves, the ferocious Yaksha, dozens of feet high, rose from the river. His body was transparent, with fish and shrimp swimming in his body. He held a river steel fork and roared like thunder from the sky.
The paintbrush rushed from the river and flew back to the old man's hand. With a wave of his hand, a crack suddenly opened on the blue sky.
Jiangshui Yaksha descended from the sky, holding a gun in both hands, like a meteorite falling from the sky, killing the black-robed man at the top of Gourd Peak from top to bottom.
But when he waved his hand calmly, the thundering river Yaksha could no longer maintain his figure and turned into a rolling torrent, washing down from the top of the gourd.
The unstoppable flash flood was about to engulf Mu Tao and Xia Ze. A ball of red light flew out of the young man's dantian. Swallowing the sky with his mouth full of blood stood in front of Xia Ze and Mu Tao. He opened his mouth wide and blocked the surging flash flood.
, inhaled into the abdomen.
Tuntian was injured, and gradually became unable to do what he wanted. In the end, he had to throw himself down, protecting Mu Tao and Xia Ze under him.
"Let me ask you one last time, should you leave or not? If you want to stay here, then stay here until you are completely refined into a cluster of Yin gods by this purple gold gourd. Isn't it a good idea?" The old man raised the gourd and took a sip.
Drinking and drinking, my whole body was boiling with excitement.
The canopy formation of Mawei Tomb was illuminated by golden light, and the originally vast world shrank little by little, converging towards Calabash Peak.
"Look at this... it's a big deal..." The man in black robe looked at the old man's attitude as if he was joking, and tried to smooth things over awkwardly.
"I'm leaving, why don't I leave?" He jumped up and hit his head against the ever-shrinking opening of the canopy.
Unexpectedly, the hole closed very quickly, and he was stuck as soon as half of his body came out.
"Old man, please open for me, I'm stuck." He said helplessly.
The old man standing on Tongzifeng took a sip of wine and remained indifferent.
"Old bastard, don't be so shameless! I..."
The Baizhang boy transformed into Tongzifeng dug his fingers into the sky and pulled him out. The boy laughed loudly and fluttered, like a kite with broken strings floating around in the strong wind. Between the old man and Tongzifeng
Swinging around.
"Get out!" the old man yelled angrily, and the hundred-foot-tall mountain boy flicked his two fingers, and a majestic wind blew the man in black robes to screams, and gradually disappeared into the horizon.
Mu Tao stumbled, and just these few steps seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She came to Xia Ze and held the bloody man who was limp as mud in her arms...
Blood continued to flow from his mouth, and the white robe, which was originally flawless and unstained by the world, was like burned rice paper, scattered into a little bit of white ash.
The young man has a lifeless look on his face. He has been begging for food under the sun all year round. His skin has been tanned by the harsh sun. Another slap from the man in black robe made his face look hollow. Otherwise, he can be regarded as a quite delicate young man.
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The girl didn't even know whether she should hug the young man who was about to die tightly, for fear that he would be hurt if she exerted too much force. She put the young man's head on her knees and began to hate herself for being blind and arrogant, and hating herself for putting such a dangerous person in her arms.
I put my expectations on this young man, and I hate myself even more for being incompetent...
The figure of the young man on his knees gradually blurred, and big tears fell on the young man's face, which was hot. The young man pulled the corner of his mouth, and with all his strength, he stretched out his hands covered with his own blood, trying to touch Mu Tao.
face, because he can no longer see anything...
This short distance had exhausted all Xia Ze's strength. The moment his fingertips touched Mu Tao's cheek, he dropped weakly, leaving a trace of red on Mu Tao's face.
Mutao couldn't control it anymore, grabbed the boy's hand, put it on his face and cried loudly.
The young man twitched the corner of his mouth again, but he couldn't laugh after all: "Miss Mu... cough cough... don't cry..."
Every time he said a word, he would cough up blood.
Mu Tao burst into tears, fearing that Xia Ze would lose her in the next moment: "Don't be anxious, speak slowly..."
The young man's body had gradually become cold, and he muttered: "Miss Mu... my sister-in-law Lu Ying... is the least timid, and will panic if she talks about trivial matters.
,Don’t tell her..."
Mu Tao nodded repeatedly, almost fainting from crying.
"Those... homeless little kids, let them... go to Wu Zhuan... study hard, and they will... be well in the future.
of......"
"Let... He Xu and... He Xi move to my house..."
At the end, the young man was so angry that he left two lines of tears: "Miss Mu, I'm so cold...and scared...I don't want to die..."
"Miss Mu, I'm sorry...I can't become the Great Sword Immortal anymore."
The last sentence used up his remaining energy, confirming that he could not explain it clearly to the girl.
"Miss Mu...I like..."
Xia Ze's hand fell down weakly, Mu Tao couldn't hold it back anymore, hugging the cold body tightly, tears bursting down the bank, and she cried loudly.
After waking up, Li You, Fu Qi, and Song Xi rushed up to Tongzifeng almost immediately.
Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a long time. After a long time, Li You rushed to Xia Ze, grabbed his hand and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! Why are you lying there motionless? It's not like you are just a doctor."
Can a martial artist become the best in the world in boxing? Get up! Get up..."
He couldn't speak anymore. There was a huge pain and grievance blocking his throat. He just lowered his head and looked at the curled up boy, and tears fell down.
He pulled out the long sword from his back, slashed wildly, pointed at the sky, and yelled: "Get out of here! Get out of here! How can you kill him? If you have the ability, kill me too..."
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"My dear Emperor Qi, my father, mother and brother died early, and Ansheng will be alive in a few days. God, please open your eyes..." Song Xi turned his back, his voice was a little more choked, and he was babbled.
Fu Qi's eyes were red, he patted Mu Tao on the shoulder and burst into tears.
In the distance, Mu Ji, half of his body turned into charcoal, sighed: "It's hopeless. The three souls and seven souls can be smashed to pieces with a slap. Even gods can't save it."
Mu Tao suddenly reacted, gently put down Xia Ze in her arms, knelt down in front of Mu Ji with a plop, and sobbed: "Ancestor, please... I beg you... I beg you
Please...save Xia Ze, I will do anything...please, save him."
The evil spirit on Mu Ji's body dissipated and he gradually regained his consciousness. He touched Mu Tao's head with some distress and wiped away the tears on her face.
"Silly girl, there are good medicines that can cure this physical trauma, but two of his three souls and seven souls were smashed to pieces by others. His destiny is not enough. If his godhead is not strong enough, he can barely hold on.
If you lose your mind a little bit, you still have the opportunity to say a lot of things."
"Ancestor, is there really nothing you can do?" Mu Tao's eyes were filled with tears, and she tightly grasped this life-saving straw and refused to give up.
"It's not that there is no way, but it's just as difficult as trying to reach the sky. Even if you can save him, he's still a fool."
"Please save him! Mu Tao is kowtowing to you!" Mu Tao knocked her forehead hard on the ground.
"Is it really worth it?" He sighed.
While speaking, Mu Tao had kowtowed four or five times, and a trace of blood spilled from his forehead.
"Please save him!" Mu Tao kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
Li You felt angry in his heart. He walked up to Mu Ji with his sword in hand, pointed at him and cursed: "Stop pretending to be a ghost. Can you save me?"
"Li You!" Mu Tao looked at him deeply, with tears in her eyes, and bowed down in front of Mu Ji, "Ancestor, as long as I can save him, I will do whatever you want."
Li You looked at Mu Tao and suddenly knelt down in front of Mu Ji: "Ancestor, I was so offended just now. As long as you can save Xia Ze, kill or behead him, I, Li You, will do whatever you want without any complaints.