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Chapter 327

When the extremely violent waves gradually dissipated and the scene of the collision at the center appeared in Lin Yan's eyes, the only smile on Lin Yan's face was also broken.

In Lin Yan's opinion, this power comparable to the Daluo Golden Immortal may be enough to resist Cui Jue's second move.

In fact, Cui Jue's second move was indeed blocked.

But what is the price?

The answer was presented to Lin Yan in this way.

"Skylark...Your? You, you..."

Lin Yan looked at the scene in front of him with some horror.

When the wind and smoke were gone, the last trace of power was left in the ink word. The ink trace was so faint that it was almost invisible, and only strands of gossip were left that were barely supporting the outline of the font.

And the one who is resisting this ink word is not the blood-red skylark body, but a figure.

A little girl who looks petite and weak, covered in bruises.

Although the little girl's back was petite, it gave Lin Yan a very solid feeling, as if she could rely on this person.

With the hint of awe-inspiring blood from her body, although she could not see her face clearly, Lin Yan had almost no hesitation and recognized her at a glance.

The Skylark Lord.

In general, the Skylark is a elusive person who communicates with Lin Yan in the form of a sound. During his time in Fengdu, he is also completely staying in the feathers of the deceased.

Before this, except for seeing her true body in Huaguo Mountain, the second time I saw the true face of the Skylark was when he fell into the underworld and woke up from the underworld.

The Skylark Lord at that time was as thin as he is now, but as stable as Mount Tai.

But now she is only three points more weak, three points disabled, and three points less depressed than she was at that time.

Facing Cui Jue's second move, even if the Skylark Master tried his best, he could not escape unscathed.

I saw her hair disheveled, not caring about her appearance at all. She had to use her thin body to resist the steps of the ink-

Finally, the last trace of the ink word also dissipated in front of her.

The figure of the Skylark Lord is also shaking, even three-point transparent!

Lin Yan, who finally realized something, only felt his head empty, and then his legs became soft uncontrollably!

Even so, he still struggled and tried his best toward the figure of the Skylark Lord.

"Don't come over! Get back to me!"

The Skylark's original roared with his back.

Lin Yan's bumpy steps came to an abrupt end, as if he had never walked.

"I saw the bastard like you, and I thought I didn't want it."

The fist of the Skylark was shaking and trembling, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

"But, you're like this-"

Lin Yan wanted to speak but stopped. It seemed that if this happened, the ending would not have happened.

"I have been with you in Fengdu for a long time. To be honest, I am tired of it. It's time to take a look at Huiyang Realm..."

The Skylark was chuckling and muttering to himself.

"Boy, this is your last journey. Now I don't want to accompany you anymore, but you still have to give me a person and walk it desperately! If you can't do it... I will kill all your thoughts in this world!"

The voice of the Skylark Lord sounded a bit tender, but his words were extremely vicious.

Lin Yan knew what she meant, but now he was powerless and could only watch the scene he least wanted to see happened in front of him.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Lin Yan's eyes were filled with endless despair and sadness, and he stretched out his hand with pain, trying to hold the thin figure in front of him in his hand-

But all this became futile. The Skylark Deity, who had exhausted all the power of the Feather of the Dead, became transparent irreversibly as the Feather of the Dead was extinguished.

Then, starting from the terrifying scars on her body, the figure of the Skylark began to become broken and pale, like white paper burned by fire. With a light blow with her mouth, it would break and dissipate in the air.

"Come back, come back!"

No matter how Lin Yan roared, the Skylark Lord never turned around. In the end, Lin Yan only had a vague side face.

"Hmph, cry, stupid, I'm not really dead, it's just this broken soul that can't be with you anymore..."

At the end of the matter, the Skylark Original muttered to himself silently and vaguely said the truth.

Then, her consciousness accompanied by everything that remained on Lin Yan, and all of them disappeared, as if they had never existed in the underworld.

The Emperor's Palace became quiet in an instant.

Lin Yan's pupils quietly extinguished at that moment.

"Oh, what a pity. In order to catch Cui Aiqing's second stroke, the soul completely disappeared... Although it seems to be just one of the souls of a strong man, the soul also has its own consciousness. If it disappears and regards the soul as an individual, it will be truly dead..."

On the throne, Pluto stared at what happened before his eyes, and said with a sigh.

He actually had only interest in Lin Yan. If he was hostile, he would have never held back, but completely treated the other party as a toy.

For him, Lin Yan had clues about Luoluo, which was what he was most interested in.

But if Cui Jue draws the third stroke, Pluto really can't think of Lin Yan's chance to survive.

"Cui Aiqing, why not stop it. This king will have some use to keep him..."

After hesitating for a moment, Puritan tried to speak, trying to block Cui Jue's gesture.

But with Cui Jue's glance back, the Big King immediately realized that his words made him angry.

"Cui, Cui Aiqing is fine..."

The cowardly Pluto replied weakly.

Even when Cui Jue faced the dissipation of the Skylark's original, he began to write the third stroke at the same rate shortly after the second stroke ended.

If Lin Yan can take on this deal, Cui Jue will give in.

But for Cui Jue, the general judge who could not let go of the iron law of Fengdu because of Lin Yan alone, this third move is bound to be the most fierce move!

Just when Lin Yan was still immersed in grief, the lower realm of the lapis lazuli and the eye of the dragon were already blocking Lin Yan's face.

The hidden objects are spiritual, let alone these two top hidden objects?

Faced with the reality that hundreds of thousands of years of precipitation may disappear in the blink of an eye, they are the last guardians of Lin Yan, and they present their power in front of the characters without reservation.

"Yes, can't, give up..."

Lin Yan finally stood up tremblingly.
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