Looking back on the past, he could no longer calm down.
At that time, she was by his side, and until the end, he was left alone.
"Fuyun, suffer death!"
Yueying couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw him standing there alone, and there was a lot of evil energy all over her body.
"The Soul-Calling Flag!"
Countless puppets sprang out from behind him, ten, a hundred, a thousand. Each one had empty eyes and a gloomy expression. Their bodies seemed to be supported by wooden frames, and they posed in extremely weird and aggressive postures.
Fuyun's heart tightened, and he drew his sword and was about to use his last strength to fight against him, but was blocked by the last soul summoned by Yueying with a sudden smile.
It was a girl with a round face. Her original pink clothes were already visibly tattered. The skin and flesh on her body were all torn, with strands hanging on the white bones, and foul-smelling black blood flowing out.
She still carries a long bow covered with flowers behind her, but the flowers are no longer as vivid as before.
"Hua... Zhi?"
Although he drove Huazhi out with his own hands, when he saw her current appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned and didn't react for a while.
At this moment, Huazhi suddenly laughed in a cold and sinister way. Her throat seemed to have been damaged, and her laughter was like a saw, sending chills all over the body.
"Master, I'm back. I said that even if I die, I will die in Yunlan Sect!"
"You gave me hope back then and then knocked me down into the abyss with your own hands. I love you so much, how could you drive me away!"
She sobbed and complained, and tears of blood flowed from her eyes, as if Fuyun really felt sorry for her.
Fuyun took a deep look at her, then turned his head and refused to look at her again:
"You... are hopeless."
His voice was cold.
After all, he was brought up from childhood. With Su Lian's experience, he was very good to Huazhi at the beginning, but he didn't want her to go astray. Not only did he treat his fellow disciples like this, but he also went into the wrong path.
If it weren't for her, maybe Su Lian wouldn't...
By now, he didn't want to say anything more, he just felt sad.
"You...I want your life!"
When Huazhi saw that he didn't even want to look at her, and she had become like this again, she couldn't help but feel sad and angry. She got angry and spread her sharp claws in her hands, about to pierce his chest.
Yueying smiled brightly behind his back. Huazhi was the puppet he had cultivated for the longest time and the one he was most satisfied with.
With a wave of his hand, he signaled all the puppets to come forward together, and they would definitely destroy that independent man in one fell swoop.
Fuyun looked at the familiar face in front of him and the dark puppet behind him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and slowly closed his eyes.
The spiritual energy around his body surged, and the sword automatically floated upwards. The sword's intention was so clear that it seemed to merge with him standing in the middle.
Maybe others don't know, but if they are disciples of the Yunlan Sect, they will definitely be shocked.
Because this is the last trump card of the previous sect masters, the man and the sword are united into one, using the strength of the body and the life to complete the final blow.
Fuyun closed his eyes tightly, even though his body was in pain like tearing, he still grabbed the long sword without changing his expression.
Everything is his sin, the Yunlan Sect's sin, and now he uses his sword and his life to give all of this a result.
At this critical moment, a white light and shadow suddenly swooped down, and the snow-white butterfly wings tightly wrapped Fuyun, who was full of sword energy, even though the ten thousand swords instantly pierced her body like sharp needles.
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Countless black puppets behind her also swarmed up, their coveting mouths gnawing at her wings without any pause. No matter how tough the pair of butterfly wings were, it would only take a moment before they could no longer resist their attacks.
The expected pain did not come, Fuyun hurriedly opened his eyes, and when he saw that familiar face, he was completely confused.
"Xiao Lian, you..."
Just as he was about to ask her why she was here, he was startled by the aura around her.
That was not the aura of a strong person she should have at this stage.
Su Lian didn't even look at him. She just fanned him aside with difficulty with her broken wings, flew into the air again, and turned around to look at the densely packed puppets.
Her butterfly wings were in dilapidated condition, and even when she flew, she was shaky. There were traces of blood on the corners of her mouth, but the smile on her face was exciting and dazzling.
"A bunch of trash."
She spoke softly, her snow-white cheeks were pure and flawless, looking down at everyone below.
Rong Chi and Nangong Sheng also rushed over at this time. Seeing that her aura continued to surge, becoming more and more terrifying each time, they couldn't help but panic:
"Lian'er, come down first!"
Nangong Sheng couldn't help but pale. He thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't expect that she would use her own life to protect Yunlan Sect, and he didn't know that her desire to leave was so strong that he couldn't intervene with her at all.
memories and thoughts.
"Stop, Yueying, I told you to stop!"
Seeing that he failed to dissuade Su Lian, Nangong Sheng could only turn to Yueying with a gloomy face, only to see that he was also red-eyed, and the power of the soul behind him was getting stronger and stronger.
Hearing him stop, Yueying paused, and turned around with a face twisted in excitement:
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I know that you are not from this world, you are from that higher level world, right! The Blood Puppet Palace is nothing to you, but it is the only hope for me!
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"Su Lian is the best puppet body. If I get her, I will definitely get the key to open that door!"
"They all say that it is possible for a spiritual master to eventually become a god or an immortal through cultivation. What about me, is it also possible? As long as I take this path to the extreme, I will definitely become an immortal and a god!"
He roared crazily. Not only did he not stop after listening to Nangong Sheng's words, but he became more and more arrogant.
Nangong Sheng's expression changed again and again.
He never thought that he had such wild ambitions. Although to a certain extent, he was right. If he really made Su Lian into a puppet, and Su Lian had no immortal bones but still had an immortal body, he would indeed come into contact with another person.
One level.
"Just you?"
Su Lian also listened to these words word for word, and couldn't help but a trace of coldness and ridicule appeared on his face:
"You, too, want to become an immortal or a god?"
It seemed that because she had recovered part of her memory, she looked more and more like the goddess in her memory, looking down at Wan Sheng proudly.
"What a foolish dream."
As she spoke, the aura on her body finally reached its highest point, a divine seal appeared faintly behind her, and her long black hair instantly turned into a dazzling light golden color, reaching the length of the ground.
At that moment, the spiritual power in her body was far beyond what she swallowed
Even her facial features have undergone subtle changes. Compared with the "Su Lian" in this world, she is more like the Su Lian in her memory.
Seeing her sudden change, Nangong Sheng looked shocked.
"When the goddess comes to this world, I am the only one who is supreme!"