"Sister-in-law!"

"Miss Xi!"

"Big sister!"

"Cute Xiao Xier!"

...

Everyone subconsciously made a sound, and when these tough guys raised their heads, their faces were covered with wet.

At this time, Jun Qianxi's soul power had been consumed to a certain extent, and it was only enough to maintain the stone tablet's defense around her soul.

When she noticed the endless sad atmosphere around her, she spoke out to comfort her without hesitation.

Her soul power penetrated the thunder and was mostly consumed, but she still insisted on the initial action.

"Okay, OK, you're almost shaking my soul away so loudly. Find a way to help me weaken the power of this thunder, otherwise I will not only have no body, but even my soul will be scattered!"

She pretended to be relaxed, but Duanmu Ming easily noticed the weakness revealed by her words.

He took a step forward, and grabbed the thunder surrounding Jun Qianxi's soul in a clawed shape.

The power of the sky thunder continued to collide with the spiritual power condensed in his palm. The dazzling light made his handsome face look a little pale. He stared at the stone tablet near him for a moment, as if he could see the extremely weak soul inside through the stone tablet.

"Xiao Xier, don't speak out, be good!"

His voice was very soft, as if it was not a dangerous situation of life and death now, but that he and Jun Qianxi were the only ones left in the world, looking at each other almost in love.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Mo Lingfeng shouted below, but Duanmu Ming felt confused. His lips were smiling brightly, and his eyebrows were filled with tenderness and sweetness.

The moment he collided with Tianlei, his spiritual power was consumed. Now his hand holding Tianlei was constantly smoking, and the palm of his hand had already burned black.

Will he let go? Surely no, even if his whole hand is burned, he will not let go.

"Xiao Xier, wait for me, we will meet soon!"

Duanmu Ming's face was as pale as paper, but the smile on his lips still did not disappear.

Instead of letting go, he clenched even tighter.

He roared to the sky, and the thunder that was entangled with the stone tablet was pulled up by him, like a thunder dragon with its teeth and claws constantly twisting above his head.

"Go to die!"

His eyes shot towards Zhantian with sharp eyes. With a wave of his arm, the entire thunder dragon was thrown to the shadow of Zhantian by him.

The face that originally appeared on the phantom was smashed.

"Junior, you dare to offend my power, wait for it to be destroyed!"

The angry voice sounded between heaven and earth. The phantom of the sword sky had been entangled by heavenly thunder. It had to turn into a sharp sword energy and constantly collided with heavenly thunder. In the end, the two disappeared between heaven and earth together.

Duanmu Ming suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood, his hands were completely destroyed, and the tendons and veins in his body were shattered in order to shake the sky thunder.

But he didn't mind at all, straightened his back and staggered towards the place where Jun Qianxi's soul was.

"Senior brother!"

Mo Lingfeng wanted to rush up to support Duanmu Ming with a crying voice, but was stopped by Mo Jingze.

The two stone tablets on both sides were like two stone doors slowly opened, and Jun Qianxi's colorful soul flew out of the stone door and crashed into Duanmu Ming's arms.

"Xiao Xier, I really want to hug you!"

Duanmu Ming's voice was very hoarse, but his spiritual power was exhausted and he couldn't even raise his hands. He could only rub against his Xier's soul with his face on his side.

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Chapter completed!