Lin Yan's hands suddenly exerted force, using the power that still existed in this body of the Skylark Lord, he angrily pressed the sphere in his hand-

"Ba, bha, bha--"

The cracks on the sphere are becoming increasingly deep and dense, and have reached the brink of collapse invisibly!

"Give it to me, break!"

Lin Yan shouted lightly in his mouth, and at that moment, he threw away all his concerns and thoughts, and everything became blank!

Finally, at that moment, the sphere turned into endless crystalline fragments at once, like a blooming firework, exploded on the dome of the Emperor's Palace!

This level of explosion alone had already shaken Lin Yan's figure away!

Lin Yan felt that his chest and abdomen were punched enough to collapse the sky, and then he flew out with thousands of fragments-

His eyes closed subconsciously. The moment before he completely lost his vision, he saw through the last slit of his eyes, the prospect of a big explosion of energy bursting: all the fragments were like a star, and at the original center, the core had already begun to fission.

If nothing unexpected happens, in less than three breaths, the fluctuations generated by fission will quickly detonate all the debris, and these shining stars will eventually cause thousands of chain explosions!

Until all the huge magic power in all the fragments is exhausted.

And he is now in the middle of these "bombs"!

Logically speaking, even a thousand lives are not enough for him to live.

At this moment, time seemed to press the pause button, and then it quietly let it go again!

The shocking explosion instantly filled the flames ten feet in an radius. The hot and high temperatures of tens of millions of degrees, even steel had already melted into molten iron!

Most things in the world are probably difficult to survive in the center of such a big explosion.

Logically speaking, it is an unattainable luxury to keep Lin Yan's body.

Just as the big explosion was about to spread further, Cui Jue's word "典" blocked all the fluctuations.

In a limited space.

No matter how the energy in it riots, it is difficult to break through the bottleneck of this single word ink.

I don’t know how long it has passed, when the explosion of flames finally began to fade at the dome, the ink word also turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.

This explosion brought back the risk of the destruction of the Emperor's Palace.

Although its power is still terrifying, it is really a witch compared to the leak of the void.

Should we use the void leak to resolve the dispute or use the big explosion to settle it? It was not Cui Jue who made this choice, but Lin Yan.

But at this moment, there was only a piece of ashes left in the air, and he could no longer be found.

Cui Jue's eyes were still staring at the dome, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Then, he stretched out his hand without holding the pen and swept it casually—

With a clean breeze, a figure quietly sent to him.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Lin Yan!

Lin Yan now has many burns on his body, and even the cortex has turned into coke in some places, and his whole body is dying.

Obviously, he was seriously injured and was in a coma; but fortunately, there was still a turning point.

Although Lin Yan was originally a dead soul, if this soul was destroyed, he would really have to be completely removed from the Three Realms.

A glimmer of light was still lit up slowly like a firefly, emitting a crisp but still awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Just as Cui Jue turned slowly and was about to get close to Lin Yan, the light suddenly turned into a bloody ball of fire!

The flames burned slowly beside Lin Yan, transforming into the shape of a skylark, protecting Lin Yan under him.

"People's surname is Cui, would you try to get closer?"

A hoarse voice came from the flames.

When Cui Jue heard this, he stopped obediently and stood a few steps away, watching quietly.

Although the flame emits an extremely dangerous aura, it shows a completely different temperature on the inside.

That kind of temperature only reminds people of the word warmth.

"Please accept this. If I wanted to harm him, he would have been no longer in this world."

Cui Jue watched Lin Yan's injuries worsening step by step. He slightly tapped the ink pen in his hand and a pill fell from the air directly above Lin Yan.

The flame freed up a hand and caught the pill, but refused to put it into Lin Yan's mouth for a long time.

The lark in the flames exuded murderous intent. He looked at Cui Jue for a long time before he gradually calmed down his anger.

The skylark dispersed again with the firelight and returned to the feather of the deceased; and the pill gradually fell down and just fell into Lin Yan's throat.

The pill entered his throat, and within a moment, Lin Yan's injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is a top-quality elixir tailored for the body of a ghost. It is hard to find a medicine in Fengdu City.

The crisis of Pluto, who had been hiding behind the throne, was eliminated at this time, and Lin Yan was deeply in a coma, dragging his hill-like body out.

"Cui Aiqing, how is this guy?"

The Pope came behind Cui Jue, squatted down his huge body and asked.

"It's not a serious problem for the time being, but he still has to wait until he wakes up before he can make another decision."

Cui Jue said lightly.

"Then, when he wakes up, what will we do with him?"

Pluto asked again.

Cui Jue did not answer, but fell into a long silence.

Gradually, the aura of the skylark left on Lin Yan completely dissipated and poured into the feathers of the deceased, and Lin Yan also returned to the initial state of the fragile ghost body.

"Wait a minute!"

Pluto suddenly shouted.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to smell something, bent down his huge body, approached Lin Yan, and smelled it carefully.

Then, a sudden expression appeared on his rough and strange-colored face.

"Cui Aiqing, I seem to smell...that person's breath..."

...

After a while, Lin Yan's eyebrows moved slightly.

It seemed as if a drop of dew fell on the corner of his eyes, and then woke him up a dream that almost couldn't wake up.

"Luoluo?"

The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Yan saw only a blurry figure and shouted subconsciously.

"Where did you know this name from you?!"

Lin Yan, who was still confused, suddenly felt a violent shaking and almost fainted.

"He is still very weak now, so it's better to be careful."

A familiar voice appeared beside me.

When Lin Yan fully woke up, he saw a boy who was still young and unrestrained in front of him. The expression in his eyebrows looked very much like a certain person.

And Cui Jue was standing beside him at this moment.
Chapter completed!