The price for Long Jingtian to do all this for Xue Zihan is that his strength has been greatly damaged, which cannot be recovered for a long time.
Otherwise, even if he was set in ambush by Niu Tongtian's generation, the mighty Lord of the East China Sea, how could he transform his body and injure his whole body in order to destroy these jumping clowns.
Not to mention being reduced to such a brutal fight with this humble human race.
However, in Long Jingtian's view, these are nothing.
The real key is that he separates out the essence of the demon core, waiting for Ruobian to connect with Xue Zihan's life and mutual induction.
This is also the key to Xue Zihan's reluctance to leave the demon realm with Xu Yi, because of this inescapable induction, she will never be able to get rid of Long Jingtian.
It was also because of this induction that she was able to say categorically that Long Jingtian had never died under Niu Tongtian's ambush, and she was able to detect that Long Jingtian had come to Jingfa Hall in time.
Long Jingtian could never imagine that there would be such a person in the world who could make Xue Zihan give up his life for him.
With Xue Zihan's scattered spirit, his soul began to decline, his body died immediately, and the spirit of the demon core hidden in the Yaoyuan Palace disappeared immediately.
This ray of demon core essence is exactly the essence of the demon core in Long Jingtian's body, and there is absolutely no room for loss.
As soon as the spirit of the demon core in Xue Zihan's body died, his demon core immediately lost its spirituality and began the process of death.
Despair turned into desolation, and desolation quickly turned into endless panic.
However, Long Jingtian was not afraid of his own death, so he died, and his life's achievements and elusive journey were cut off. It was because he suddenly thought that he and Xuexian are humans and demons in different ways, even if they die and fall into darkness forever, they are probably in two worlds.
Gradually, Long Jingtian's consciousness was surrounded by endless fear, and gradually, he fell into eternal darkness.
Until his death, he never regretted giving Xue Zihan the essence of the demon core.
Until his death, he never blamed her.
Seeing Xue Zihan's soul gradually disappearing into nothingness, Xu Yi's eyes were completely dull, his body seemed to be completely hollowed out, and there was a big net, which bound his soul tightly, so that he could not get out of the altar.
Xu Yi closed his eyes and waited quietly for something. Even with his mind, he couldn't resist the successive changes in a short period of time.
The great sorrow, like a monstrous tide, flooded the sky.
His demon body has almost stopped recovering, the lower half has returned to a human body, but there is no sign of recovery in the upper half.
The breath of life had almost flowed completely. He used his thoughts to take out the mutton fat jade bottle in the mustard seeds, but his spiritual thoughts could not move the bottle body.
His body is almost dead, and his soul is weakened to the extreme.
It seemed that Xu Yi was also waiting for the eternal darkness to descend.
……………
The pale sun shines on the face of a bearded young man through the green and black glass washed by the rain, making the grinning and shouting face look even more ferocious.
The owner of the face was almost squatting on the gaming chair in the Internet cafe, and his scarlet eyes almost got into the large LCD screen in front of him.
In the Internet cafe with hundreds of computers scattered in order, his voice is the fiercest and loudest.
"Fuck, Lao Yinbi, kill that Voldemort... don't grab it from me, it's all from me, shit... I'll beat myself so hard, fuck you to death, fuck..."
The fluffy mess of hair has not been taken care of for an unknown period of time, and with the constantly shaking head, there is no wind.
When the wall clock on the wall pointed to eleven o'clock, the young man slapped the keyboard and let out a loud sigh, which made everyone feel his sense of loss, "Grass, just a little bit, a little bit, I will eat it." The chicken is…”
"Hey, my mother's keyboard is made of iron, and it was picked up for nothing. You said that you have been here for almost a year, but you can give me a dime. If you dare to ruin things, see if my mother will not throw you out... "
The plump, fair-skinned young woman in her thirties finished speaking with hatred, and threw a bucket of soaked beef noodles with pickled peppers in front of the young man.
At this moment, a commotion broke out in the northwest corner of the Internet cafe. First, two people scolded each other. Then, seven or eight people confronted each other, each holding a keyboard and gaming chair. Obviously, a big battle would start at any time.
"Grass!"
The young man snorted, the proprietress gave him a sideways look, and he rushed out.
"Brother Chen, don't get me wrong, it was these bastards from the West District who stabbed him first."
"Ah, Brother Chen, I'm Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu, we're on the same team, ah..."
"ah… "
The means used by young people to solve problems are short and rude, but extremely efficient.
In a short while, seven or eight people walked obediently towards the gate with their swollen faces, passing by the proprietress's bar, and there were seven or eight old people's heads on the bar.
The proprietress smiled, grabbed a handful of ham sausage, and threw it at the young man.
The ham sausages flew around in the air, but the young man copied them precisely in his hand.
"Together, together, oh, oh..."
All of a sudden, there was booing and whistles in the Internet cafe.
The young man turned a deaf ear, tore off the wrapper of the ham sausage, stuffed it into the soaked noodle soup, and was about to eat it with the instant noodles.
Suddenly, the eyes went dark, and the entire Internet cafe suddenly collapsed. Outside the window was a flood, followed by clouds.
"Fuck me, this kid is going to finish his game, this time, I will kill me..."
The young man looked up to the sky and cursed angrily, and immediately turned into a golden bird with three legs, but it was a crow, spread its wings and disappeared without a trace.
In the next moment, the scene changed to the Jingfa Hall, in front of Xu Yi, who had almost turned into a corpse, half-monster, half-human, and a dusty monk's robe appeared.
"What the hell is wrong with this? You got so miserable. Thanks to Lao Tzu who taught you the Nine-Turn Transformation Secret, you still messed up like this. Weak chicken, really weak chicken..."
Baoxiang's solemn Liaochen mouth sprayed Yishui's trendy vocabulary, and the overall image was extremely inconsistent.
It turned out that Liaochen was not of course Xu Yi's mentor Liaochen, but the memory of an extremely ancient and powerful person that Xu Yi encountered in the Heavenly Demon Jade Bib in the Ultimate Heavenly Temple.
Memory gave birth to wisdom, and became the guardian of the demon jade for a bet.
Wall defenders are best at reading people's memories, and they also specialize in reading the memories of intruders to relieve the loneliness that has lasted for thousands of years.
When the Wall Keeper encountered Xu Yi, he read his memory and turned into a dusty image to communicate with Xu Yi.
After a chance meeting, Liao Chen fell in love with Xu Yi's Long River of Memory. From his point of view, it was like a living world there.
For him who has been lonely for countless years, Xu Yi's long river of memory is the real world he most yearns for.
In order for Xu Yi to open up the long river of memory, Liao Chen spared no effort to make various promises, and even taught Xu Yi the Nine Transformations to Sacred Art, and only then did he successfully enter Xu Yi's long river of memory and disappear.