A tragic scene finally happened. The golden yellow sand was sprinkled with blood-rich bright red, creating a beautiful spectacle. Set against the wind-swept sun, the miserable red was more brilliant than the sunset. I was horrified by this scene.

happened, everyone stayed where they were.

Who would have thought that this siege battle with a lingering style would unfold with such touching brutality? Who would have thought that Mingdong City, the head of the first aristocratic family with a cultivation level that can almost traverse the continent, would

This way ended his glorious life, and his death was so stunning.

Looking at the figure on the dune mixed with sand and blood, blood was still flowing out of his throat. One of his hands was still tightly holding half of Xing Kun's arm, and a section of the white bones was exposed.

Perhaps seeing the white bone half of the arm, Ming Dongcheng's face did not show regret for this action, but instead contained a smile of relief.

Everyone present was stunned, even Jin Yizi was petrified on the spot.

"Ming Dongcheng...is dead?"

"Ming Dongcheng, why?" Duan Wuhen ran over with trembling hands, and helped Ming Dongcheng up without any explanation. Unexpectedly, when he took a closer look, he discovered that Ming Dongcheng's head was almost separated from his neck. No matter how he righted it,

He was still unable to suppress the flow of blood. In just a moment, the blood had already formed a small river under his feet...

"Why save me?"

Duan Wuhen's panic and doubts made everyone's expressions change. The eyes of the experts present were filled with crystal tears, and Sima Ruyu had long been sobbing uncontrollably. Even the cold-hearted beauty Yi from the Spirit Tribe

Bingyan also frowned tightly and said nothing.

Why save him?

This is what everyone wants to ask.

The relationship between Ming Dongcheng and Duan Wuhen was by no means a matter of life and death. It was not easy to be able to fight side by side. It can be said that no one present had ever imagined that they could share the same enemy to this extent.

Faced with Duan Wuhen's questioning, everyone looked at the old man whose trachea was still making a snoring sound. His face was covered with sand mixed with blood, and the majesty of the past could no longer be seen. Everyone gave up their concentration and stood up.

They listened, but in the end they didn't hear the reason.

"Duan... no... trace, old... old... son... first... take... one... step, then... come... down... to... see... you... we...

Already..."

No one would have imagined that the leader of the Ming family, who had spent his life as a soldier, would only say these words before his death. He slowly and laboriously raised half of Xing Kun's arm and shook it in protest at the demon in the Xuan Dao realm.

Twice, and then looked at Feng Jueyu not far away with gratitude and relief...

"Mom...'s... life... is still... still... for you..."

After using up his last strength to say the last words, half of his arm was left on the ground. Ming Dongcheng died of anger. It was not until the end that everyone understood that he was trying to repay Feng Jueyu's love, but this method seemed too much.

So heroic.

"Alas!" Long Ao sighed in the white dragon soul essence. He understood Ming Dongcheng's mood very well. Feng Jueyu unexpectedly saved his life, which touched the overlord of the Ming family. For the so-called common people, Ming Ming

Dongcheng also tried his best. It can be said that his actions were influenced by Feng Jueyu's righteousness, which made him choose to severely injure Xing Kunbao's lower section Wuhen in the same way...

"Dead? You are vulnerable to a blow, but you thought that you would be free from death. I will not let you do that. I will crush the person's bones and turn him into ashes."

"Xing Kun, how dare you!"

In the midst of grief, Xing Kun's words completely aroused public anger. Jin Yizi, Duan Wuhen, Ding Hezhong, even Ding Shang, Wang Jiutong, and Sima Ruyu all stood up in unison with eyes blazing with anger, looking at the crowd without fear.

With his eyes, Xing Kun felt a trace of undetectable fear in his heart...

But no matter what, Xing Kun's ability is beyond imagination, how can he be intimidated by a group of ants: "Haha, I can't believe, I can't believe that you have such courage, yes, I will have a lot more fun playing this way, now

You are missing two people, don’t worry, I will send you to see the King of Hell one by one..."

"Xingkun!"

Although Duan Wuhen was aloof from the world, he was still a man who understood the principle of repaying a favor with a spring of water, let alone a life-saving favor. A battle was obviously tragic and heroic, and Duan Wuhen was also angry.

…

Ding Hezhong was equally indignant...

Everyone, including Jin Yizi, was deeply touched...

"Damn it!" Duan Wuhen, who was never rude in front of others, gently put Ming Dongcheng's body down, and immediately cursed. His voice was accompanied by shocking anger, pushing the true energy around him to extremes, and the phantom knife was handed over to him.

With his right hand, the old man tore up his robe and tied it around his waist, then roared and swept towards Xing Kun, who had a large head.

"Devil, today either you die or I die!"

Boom, the sword energy was everywhere, Duan Wuhen took the True Power Pill and the Jingyuan Pill, and his strength rose to another level...

"You're still looking at shit, come on!"

Long Ao roared urgently, and Jin Yizi urged the double-core snake bone sword to move forward.

Ding Hezhong was no exception. He raised the Fierce Tiger Hammer above his head, blocking out the sky and the sun, and rushed forward at the same time...

The powerful Zhenyuan was completely angered. Ding Hezhong and Duan Wuhen took the Zhenli Dan and Jingyuan Dan at the same time, and their strength skyrocketed. As for Jin Yizi, he had his own unique elixir. Although it was not much, his body was covered with golden light.

The air armor, which was not weaker than Xing Kun's, was as strong as a copper wall. Ming Dongcheng's death angered the three masters, and also aroused the anger of Ding Shang and others.

Ming Dongcheng's death was just the beginning. It was still unknown how many people would sacrifice for him in the future. Ding Shang and Wang Jiutong looked at each other and took the elixir one after another.

Although the second level Shenwu was not very powerful and could not cause substantial harm to Xing Kun, they still understood that one more person would give them more power.

"You three, watch this kid." Wang Jiutong ordered and rushed forward, followed closely by Ding Shang.

Xing Kun's angry roar soon came from the distance: "None of you can leave today. If I kill you, I will let your family members be buried with you..."

"Brother Feng!"

At this moment, Feng Jueyu had no idea what was happening at the scene. A ray of demonic consciousness in his consciousness was turning into thousands of demons trying to erode Feng Jueyu's soul.

Regarding the soul, Dongfeng Jueyu still exists in ignorance and ignorance, but now he finally understands what the soul is.

That ray of consciousness, autonomous and inviolable consciousness.

Just like now, Xing Kun's demonic consciousness can change thousands of times in his mind. This kind of thought comes from the deepest source of cruelty in the demon's heart. It is very powerful. Invaded by this ray of demonic consciousness, Feng Jueyu found that he

His thoughts and perceptions were subtly changing, becoming more cruel and bloodthirsty. At this moment, Feng Jueyu had countless thoughts and wanted to kill someone to relieve the ferocity deep in his heart.

But Feng Jueyu understood that after being invaded and swallowed by this cruel and vicious nature, he would no longer be himself and would forever be reduced to a slave of the devil.

However, even Long Ao couldn't help him get rid of the demonic consciousness in this way.

"Keep your heart in mind!"

Long Ao sighed helplessly. It can be said that since he followed Feng Jueyu, the two of them were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope. Once Feng Jueyu died, Long Ao would not only not feel better, he would even

There is no way to go back to the Taixuan Secret Treasure. The Hongyuan Space still exists independently. A person from a different world who has the ability to survive without a host body will definitely have the ability to survive without a host. When the time comes, his end will be to drift with the Hongyuan Space until he finds the next owner.

.

Long Ao's words had some effect, but not much, because Feng Jueyu was now completely fighting against the death energy in the demon consciousness. This death energy was beyond imagination. It is no exaggeration to say that the two energy of life and death were

The death in Zhong may not be as domineering as Xing Kun's death aura. But Feng Jueyu soon understood.

The two qi of life and death are mutually restrained and interdependent, and they are in a peaceful state in Xuan Gong.

Xing Kun's death aura is completely different. The demonic consciousness that is only used to attack and kill has nothing more than to obey Xing Kun's instructions, and the instructions given by Xing Kun are nothing more than killing without mercy.

Wait, damn!

Feng Jueyu, who was in the middle of a confrontation, suddenly became conscious. Why am I so stupid? Since it is death energy, why don't I use life energy to fight against it?

The Hongyuan space is the beginning of heaven and earth, earlier than Hunyuan and Taibei. How can the spiritual energy of life from before the beginning of heaven and earth be defeated by the death energy of mere ordinary cultivators.

The spirit of life!

Thinking of this, while Feng Jueyu guarded the empty space of the spiritual platform, he circulated the two qi of life and death. The most basic heaven and earth skills, without the energy devouring, without the power of the four images, the complete basic mystical skills can make the spiritual energy of life purer.

Two black and white qi circulated, and a huge Tai Chi image suddenly appeared in Feng Jueyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Different from the ordinary Tai Chi diagram, at the intersection of Yin and Yang, the power of the three divine beasts surged out from the four limbs, and the three forces of the West White Tiger, East Xuanwu, and South Suzaku appeared in an array with the four directions of heaven and earth. This change even caused Feng Jueyu to

Everyone was stunned, but what surprised him even more was that a green divine dragon was standing in the north with its majestic body circling.

"Blue Dragon Power!"

Feng Jueyu's spirit was greatly boosted, the green dragon appeared, and all the demons retreated. The wisp of demonic consciousness seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and it screamed and fled in all directions.

"what happened?"

The changes in the sea of ​​consciousness affected the Hongyuan space, and a skylight suddenly lit up in the gloomy Hongyuan space, just like a giant holding an ax and forcibly opening a hole in the sky.

"The four directions appear, holy shit, the world has just opened!" Long Ao jumped out of the Dragon Soul Essence in rare surprise, and looked up at the sky of Hongyuan Space. The bright sun shining on him seemed to bring a long-lost feeling.

With the warmth, the black earth seemed to be enveloped with a layer of rich vitality. Thousands of trees sprouted from the flat and endless ground, and colorful flowers bloomed. The aroma of Ganoderma lucidum and the essence of ginseng were all obtained at this moment.

The most perfect sublimation.

"Damn it, mystical consciousness!"

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