The left half of Duanmu Guoer's body has turned into a dead tree, and her originally beautiful appearance has become strange.
Just now, in order to kill an evil spirit that broke into the camp, she tried her best, and even used the forbidden secret method of Qingmuting to merge a piece of sacred tree into flesh and blood, which greatly increased her strength before killing it.
The price paid was that half of Duanmu Guoer's flesh and blood was swallowed up by the village and replaced with dead wood.
Duanmu fruit, you can see the blood under the skin, showing a strange green color, that is the blood is sprouting.
Once the power of the sacred tree exceeds the body's load, it will completely become lumbered and turn into a dead tree.
"knife……"
She originally wanted to greet Dao Gaishi, but found that her voice was hoarse and she could only produce one tone, and she could no longer speak.
He glanced around and saw broken sword blades everywhere, covering numerous corpses at a glance until the end of his line of sight.
Zhou was the secret base of the Jieqi Hall. Now there are only ruins and corpses everywhere.
It was an unprecedented experience. I had never seen the palace in its entirety so intuitively.
Duanmu Guoer of the True Immortal Mansion in Yuhua Mountain died on the day he went up the mountain, and now only Mu Changsheng, the leader of the Qilu Order of the Solar System Hall, is missing.
The Fire God's Palace on his feet, so few sacrificed fellow disciples, and the remnants of the solar terms hall will all be submerged in the ghost tide of the Shifang Ghost Tribe. Yu Yi'er gritted his teeth and said, "You are Wang Fu's master. Have you ever seen anything in your life?"
It is a record of advancing in battle, which can bring shame to the disciples."
"Yes, I can walk."
"Hall Master, do you know what's going on?"
Fortunately, it also requires you to wait for too long. Opportunities are like spring rain. They always come by chance and come slowly.
Ding Zhangdian sobbed loudly for several times, looked behind him and became hesitant.
Lie Shiao smiled and said, "If his apprentice really has no future, he only cares about his big flaws."
Yang Dingtian looked at his father, and then at the lower floors around him. He had the same idea, and was a little shocked.
Ding Zhangdian, the distant aunt, used her soul before she died, holding a little evil ghost and self-destructing, and her body remains.
The ghost tribes from all directions invaded and destroyed everything in sight, which can be called a disaster.
"There is no need to worry." Yang Ding Fuyao sighed leisurely, "Tian Guan Ba Yuan has his own free time, but it is important to you."
Cough cough cough!
"Ding Zhangdian, that conscientious person of his ran away with a stinky woman, and now he is probably living a bad life."
If you fail a few times, you will have to rush out, fight side by side with us, and die vigorously.
Dao Gaishi looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "Lie Shiao and Ding Peng, we have done our best to be benevolent and righteous. A dozen heavenly masters have died. We can drag us to death again."
The sound of Dao Gaishi's voice rang from his ears. Duanmu Guo'er turned around with difficulty and saw Dao Gaishi's arms broken, replaced by two long knives. His face was covered with mottled wounds and ghost spots, and his body was even more tattered and bloody.
Full of filth.
Zhen Jiayuan said firmly, "As long as your disciple is still here, the Crimson Fire Court will definitely reappear in the human world and the True Immortal Mansion will take care of it."
"It's slight. As long as you're still alive, you can kill the enemy."
"Whether he is gone or not, our little family will die together and we will be in silence, but the Crimson Fire Court will be rebuilt after all."
She also wanted to find Dao Gaishi and leave a few words. She had no chance to send him back to Yuhua Mountain a few days ago, but she thought it was necessary.
Next to Yu Yi'er, his palms were painted white, and his skin and flesh were burnt to char. This was because he used the thunder method more restrainedly, and even his palms were burned.
It's a pity that we will never see each other again.
Duanmu Guoer sighed, but heard the prayer sword said decisively, "The hall master is still alive, if you..."
Yang Ding Fuyao shook his head, "It's not the beginning of a living name. Let's go!"
Lie Shiao said in a deep voice, I threw away the bare flagpole and spit out a piece of bloody flesh. A casual look revealed that it was actually part of the internal organs. It could be used again because it had been beaten through the body by the evil ghost.
"Can you still move?"
The ghost tribes from all over the world have spread their armies, ghosts
Endless and unable to kill them all, although they repelled wave after wave of attacks, they were still at a disadvantage due to constant casualties.
The implication is that he is just sitting back and watching the destruction of the Jie Qi Hall, with no intention of helping.
"It turns out that that is the whole picture of the Vulcan Palace.
Jianshan has been polluted and has not yet become rusty and rotten, but it is still persevering.
After saying that, all the lower-level members of the Zhengxian family were about to turn around and leave.
The Heavenly Master of Ten Thousand Swords is submerged in a mountain of swords, and the sharp blades turn into dangerous peaks. It is filled with ghosts struggling to death, and the ghostly nature of an evil ghost is suppressed above, gradually fading away as it wears away.
It's so tragic.
Yang Dingtian thought to himself that it was not the end yet, and the Jieqi Hall had not yet sent reinforcements. The 1144 that had already been used up could no longer survive a wave of raids. It was the right time to take action.
"As long as there is one person left alive in the solar term hall, this battle will be a calamity. The ghost tribe from all directions will succeed in destroying you."
"Master, do you still want to take action?"
Ding Zhangdian looked at the tragic base everywhere, with tears on his face. You clung to the front card, and your whole body was close to collapse.
"Master, don't forget Tianguan Ba Yuan."
Duanmu Guoer thought of the Shanhua siblings in her heart, and so far she didn't have any resentment. In her heart, they were just two children.
With death right behind his eyes, Duanmu Guoer thought of his lifelong enemy Ding Zhangdian
"Your disciple will become an immortal in the future, so he will be stained."
As for Master Wanjian himself, he has already integrated into Jianshan Mountain and given up his body and... life.
Duanmu Guoer has bad airway, "It seems that his condition is milder than yours."
"It's almost time. My time has come."
An injured phoenix was lying on the small ground, his body was broken, and there were fires and ruins everywhere under him.
In another corner of the battlefield, Jing Laoba squinted his eyes and raised his sight to the sky, looking down at the Vulcan Palace.
You saw with your own eyes that each and every member of the Jieqi Hall died tragically in battle, and you also saw Master Ding using forbidden techniques. You even saw your aunt from far away die with the enemy, but you never took any action.
The Shifang Ghost Division can completely eliminate the remnants of the resisting enemy with just one sprint.
Among the corpses, there were members of the Solar System Hall, as well as members of the Fire Emperor Sect and the remnants of the Three Meridians. Now they were indistinguishable from each other and died in the same place.
Beside me, there were many bodies lying, not from the solar terms hall, nor from my companions who were also members of the Fire Emperor Sect.
However, Wang Fu's advice can be forgotten, you have the best trump card.
Duanmu Guoer said silently, "Originally you thought about the remnants of the Eight Meridians, but after fighting side by side and seeing many people die generously, you changed your mind, because at the same time, the True Immortal Mansion did not appear.
"When can we take action? You have to bear it."
"Is the time coming? Or there will be a time."
"Ding Peng, let's go!"
"He should still care about himself!"
Jing Laoba coughed twice and exhaled his last breath. After closing his eyes, he thought to himself, "I hope a trace of your remnant soul can stay under the palace and stay there until the future. No one will repair the palace completely and see the light of day again."