He, who had always been taciturn, was chanting her name repeatedly. He clenched her hand in panic, trying to inject spiritual power into her body, but to no avail. Gui Haiming had never hated himself so much.
He was so incompetent that he even hated his own race. She was cold-blooded, and he, who was equally cold-blooded, could not even warm her hands...
He was never afraid when facing ancient gods and demons. After going through hardships and dangers, he never flinched. However, at this moment, he was used to holding a spear, and his hands that were usually as steady as a rock began to tremble involuntarily, as if in the cold autumn wind.
The falling leaves were trembling. He raised his trembling hand and gently touched her face, touching the fair skin, but he couldn't feel any warmth at all.
"..."
His lips moved, but no sound came out. He saw the water splashed by the huge waves falling on her closed eyes, condensing between her eyelashes, like crystal teardrops. His stained
He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his blood-stained palms. His movements were gentle and cautious, as if she would break into pieces in his arms with just a little force.
The wind howled and the waves surged. The figure of the warrior hugging the girl seemed so small and powerless in the rough sea. Gui Haiming recited "The Seal of the Nine Heavens Mingxiao" over and over again in his heart, and he tried to convey his heart sounds
, calling Xiaozhu’s name,
Just like that day in the vast desert, she used a spell to wake him up from a mirage. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any response. He saw the mark on her forehead that he had drawn with his own hands.
Gradually it dimmed and eventually disappeared into nothingness.
Silent mourning was trapped in his chest. He slowly lowered his head and put his forehead against Xiaozhu's eyebrows.
The warrior who lowered his head silently did not see that at this moment, the panda stuffed doll tied around the girl's waist suddenly lit up with soft silver light. The soft, fat and fluffy doll turned into two parts, one black and one white.
A stream of light flew into the girl's heart.
"Cough...cough," Xiaozhu coughed violently, and she suddenly opened her eyes, "...little, brother Xiaoshe?"
Gui Haiming's figure froze, and he stared at her in disbelief. When he saw her big, bright eyes, and saw his own reflection in her warm amber eyes, he was overwhelmed with boundless ecstasy.
, he tightened his arms and hugged her into his arms, as if she would disappear if he let go even a little bit.
Xiaozhu's mind was in chaos. Before she could clearly judge where and when she was, she was buried in his chest. She could clearly hear his heartbeat beating like a drum.
, she could feel the power coming from her shoulders, it was so hard, and she was trembling faintly.
When and where she was, nothing seemed to matter anymore. She only knew that she was still alive, and the person she couldn't let go of was by her side. This was enough.
There's nothing better than this.
She couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, put her hands around his thick back, pressed her side face against his chest, and whispered to him:
"Okay, okay, Brother Little Snake, I'm back."
"Um……"
A trembling and forbearing voice was his response.
However, fate did not give them the opportunity to meet again and talk to each other. In an instant, a little red rain fell from the sky, falling on Gui Haiming's back, like hot oil, eroding his skin and flesh. Without a moment's hesitation, he immediately opened his mouth
He raised the silver scales all over his body, protected her in his arms, and blocked the poisonous rain from the sky.
"Is this... Qian Ying's blood?" Xiaozhu asked in shock.
Yes, the red rain falling at this time is the most sinister and poisonous evil thing in the world, which can make gods and demons lose their power - Qianying blood. The sky is filled with red mist, and the strong wind and huge waves roll up blood-red blood beads.
It fell like a sudden rain. The divine weapon of the heaven, Yun Sheng Jing, amidst the resentment and poisonous blood of thousands of newborn babies, its brilliance gradually dimmed.
"Keng——"
With a tiny smashing sound, several cracks appeared on the mirror surface, and finally it shattered with a clang!
This sudden Qianying blood not only destroyed Yunshengjing, but also allowed Yinglong to escape from the restraint. This turn of events shocked everyone. I saw streaks of black turbid air gathering above the waves, transforming into
A thin figure. The man was wearing a black robe and a
Half of his silver face covered his eyebrows, leaving only his thin purple lips exposed. He was floating in the void, with thick black smoke emitting from his whole body. His right hand was playing with a porcelain bottle, and blood-red blood flowed from the mouth of the bottle.
Under his control, he was swept into the waves by the sea wind.
"Xuying, you came at the right time to solve my urgent need. I bestow upon you this honor, and it is up to you to put an end to these dirty ants."
Yun Shengjing's restraint was lost, and Yinglong burst into wild laughter again. He stepped on the huge waves and walked towards Gui Haiming and Xiaozhu step by step, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes. And the "phantom"
Then he followed behind him and slowly took out the short sword from his sleeve. The silver moon reflected on the scarlet blood blade, making it look even more sad.
"laugh--"
With a muffled sound, a bright red sword blade stabbed out of Yinglong's heart gate. The ancient gods and demons' eyes widened in surprise, and they lowered their heads to look at his heart gate. He simply couldn't believe this fact. He
Slowly turning his head, he saw that under the silver mask, the thin purple lips raised a sarcastic arc:
"Even the ancient gods and demons cannot resist this sword blade coated with the blood of Qianying. From today on, I will receive your power."
With a gloomy tone, he said words that shocked everyone. The "phantom" turned his wrist, and the blood blade dug out a huge blood hole at the door of Yinglong's heart. At the same time, he raised his left hand,
The five fingers turned into claws, grabbing Yinglong's head and piercing the five fingers into his skull.
A steady stream of black turbid air emerged from Yinglong's body and flowed into the body of the "phantom", causing the black smoke around him to skyrocket. As the power of the "phantom" continued to expand, Yinglong's figure gradually withered.
, and eventually turned into bones.
"As expected of ancient gods and demons, what a delicious power."
"Virtual Shadow" sighed with contentment and threw the bones to the side. The ancient god and demon who once called for wind and rain and made the mountains and rivers of China change color? Yinglong was thrown into the turbulent waves without any sound.
In the midst of the waves, he was instantly smashed to pieces by the waves.
The East China Sea, which was originally roaring and surging, gradually calmed down. The violent winds calmed down and the heavy rain stopped. Those monsters that were constantly attacking the coast in response to the dragon's orders lost their master's orders and retreated to the sea surface helplessly.
Gathering behind the "phantom".
For a moment, the coast fell into an eerie silence. The huge waves receded, and the Tianxuan Sect people withdrew their sword formations. The disciples of the Red Cloud Tower in Dusui Valley looked warily at the black monster cloud on the sea, looking at the killer
When I met Yinglong, I didn’t know whether he was an enemy or a friend, the Venerable Yinglong—Xu Ying.
Slowly, the "phantom" raised his arms, and the demonic energy soaring into the sky swirled around it, forming a blurry, dark red shadow behind him, like a one-legged bird.
"Wait, you despicable human race. Where I am is purgatory, and under my feet is the scorched earth. How lucky you are, you will witness with your own eyes my true anger!"
While speaking, "Void Shadow" slowly raised his right palm, and a ghost fire ignited in his palm. He sneered, and suddenly closed his palm. The moment the ghost fire disappeared, a shocking loud noise erupted along the coast.
The fire surged up, the rocks exploded, and the soaring fire lit up the night sky. The exploding rocks rolled down the cliffs. The disciples of the Demon-Slaying Alliance who had no time to dodge were instantly crushed into a pulp. At the same moment, the shore exploded.
One after another, many people were turned into charcoal in an instant. Others who were farther away, although they escaped the first disaster, were still entangled by the jets of flames and burned into burning people, wailing in the flames.
Continuously.
"stop!"
Gui Haiming and Xiaozhu, who were closest to the "phantom", both spoke out. Gui Haiming straightened his back and locked his eyes on the opponent in front of him. He blocked Xiaozhu behind him and tightened his right palm.
The Panlong Spear rushed towards the "phantom" instantly——
However, Gui Haiming's attack was in vain. The figure of the "phantom" swayed and appeared behind him. He raised the corners of his lips and outlined a sarcastic arc:
"Haha, Yun Shengjing has been destroyed. I want to see if there is any way to stop me... my dear friend."
"Xuying" lightly opened his thin lips and said "best friend" word by word. At the same time, he raised his right hand and slowly opened the half of the silver cover. The faces that appeared in front of Xiaozhu and Gui Haiming,
His delicate features and handsome demeanor look all too familiar——
