"what happened?"
The beauty seat in the back couldn't see the variables in front, and she craned her neck and looked anxiously.
Although the breakwater built by Chu Wanning is solid, it is only a mound before Jiuzhou Wangyang. Seeing that the Nine Songs Barrier began to shatter, and there was water flowing from the vine leaves, those beauties couldn't help but mess up their hands and feet, shouting forward, "What happened? Why don't you let us in?"
Others looked back, and their faces changed in an instant: "The road to martyrdom has collapsed!"
"what?!"
As a result, the Meirenxi family was in trouble both at home and abroad, the magic gate in front was closed, and the magic bridge at the rear collapsed. And under their feet is the endless abyss, where can they escape
In an instant, there was a mess of porridge, and the teacher said sharply: "All come to the front, don't panic!"
"Master Hua..."
Amplification brought his voice to the end: "I said it. I'll take you home."
This is something he has been searching for his entire life, and it is also his mother's long-cherished wish. At this point, he will never give in the slightest.
"But Grandmaster, how can we fight against demons?"
The teacher turned his eyes to the side, and the light brown pupils reflected the doomsday scene.
"Not before. But now?"
When he said this, those beauties who were in a panic suddenly remembered that, because of the breath rushing out after the opening of the Demon Domain, they had more or less recovered some of the spiritual power of the Demon Race.
The teacher said: "You retreat behind me and gather together to slow down the annihilation of the road of martyrdom."
"How about you, Master?"
The teacher raised his eyes and looked at the skeleton wielding the axe shield and said, "I will defeat him."
The voice fell, and the demon skeleton roared and rushed up.
- "Master be careful!"
The teacher didn't take it seriously. He had never gotten such a turbulent spiritual current. This magic breath galloped in his body, making him go forward.
In fact, the sphenoid tribe itself should be such a powerful tribe, just because of the betrayal of one person, it will suffer from this unfair fate for thousands of years...
There was hatred in his eyes, flames burned in his palm, and he threw it towards the skeleton without saying a word.
The skeleton flashed, and the flame ball hit the magic door, a charred black mark.
"The traitor An dares to make trouble!"
The teacher said angrily: "What kind of blood is flowing in my body, is it my fault?! Because of the blood of the mother's family, I was exiled to the world, and it is difficult to form a spiritual nucleus. Because of the blood of the descendants of the gods, I was rejected. Besides, I can’t go home—what have I done? What have the Sphenoids done? Why are they traitors?”
The skeleton just repeated solemnly and stubbornly: "The traitor An dare to make trouble..."
It's like the Buddha's name in the mouth of a monk.
Like a golden body made of yellow clay.
Obviously it is such an intangible thing, but it is so logical.
In the sky, Chu nightning is trying his best to resist the torrent, and in the distance, people in the cultivation world have retreated to the intersection of the two red dust, where a basalt enchantment was built.
In front of him, the teacher is fighting the life and death of the demon skeleton.
Everyone has their own mission and their own choices. They may have faced each other because of the intersection of interests, but at this moment they are unable to fight with each other for life and death.
When the judgment of fate finally came, people's faces were so similar—
I or humble. But do not want to hold hands.
"Master! The road to martyrdom is coming to an end!"
"We can't take it anymore..."
Some young beauty seats could not help but cry in despair on the verge of death.
They are crying, the cry is poured into the strong wind, crowded into the auricle of the teacher...
As if that year, his thin body slammed into the icy stone gate of Tianyin Pavilion.
The door opened, and he saw his father with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and his mother, who was broken up. He heard his mother screaming, her bloody body rubbing against the ground, and she shouted at him torn apart:
"Run!—run!"
Run, get out of here.
Let's run, to a place that can hold us after all.
Take all the bullied clan with you. It was the long-cherished wish of my mother who sold her soul, her body, and finally sacrificed her life.
run.
"So, where am I sorry for the Demon Race?"
This was his last question, and he didn't intend to wait for an answer.
But seeing the teacher jumped up, avoiding the heavy axe attack of the demon skeleton, and then the body was as light as a paper kite, and his knees sank in a flash, kneeling on the shoulder of the demon skeleton, clamping the head that turned left and right.
The road under his feet was shaking more and more severely, the bridge made of Zhenlong chess pieces was rapidly collapsing, the corpses fell into the endless abyss, and even the echo of the landing could not be heard.
The teacher looked up and glanced, his clansmen had already crowded into a group, these people forced out the magic breath just obtained in the body, trying their best to slow down the destruction of this road home.
They are pure-blooded beauties, birds returning home together—and themselves
There was the sound of bats flapping their wings in the abyss.
There was a cold light on the palm of the teacher, and a thorn thorn suddenly vacated, quenching the sharp suffocation of the demons. He held it high and aimed it at the skull of the demon skull—
Suddenly stabbed! !
…
What exactly is a bat
Is it a bird soaring in the sky? Or a beast crouching in the dark night
Maybe neither side will recognize him. His blood is dirty, no matter where he goes, he can only be a traitor.
Almost dead. The Demon Skull fell to the ground! In an instant, it turned into ten thousand points of gray and black, and disappeared. But at this time, the closure of the magic door has also reached a precarious point, the teacher jumped up, a swept into the sky, and temporarily supported the closing relief stone door with flesh and blood.
He turned his head and looked down at the beauties who were at a loss, still waiting for tears, and shouted angrily: "What are you still doing?... Run!!"
run...
"Run!" Hua Gui's scream before his death came through the clouds. Twenty years later, he was still heartbroken, "Anan, run!!!"
When he closed his eyes, he could clearly see that her arms were torn apart, the bones of her legs and feet were broken, and she was writhing and struggling in a pool of blood, fighting a trapped beast. She rushed forward and grabbed her husband's legs and feet. To make way for his own children.
"Run!!! Run!! Don't look back! Don't come back!!! Ah!!!!"
The man stepped on it, her face shattered and blurred.
At the last moment, she tried her best to say, "Run..."
With a click.
Broken throat...
The teacher gritted his teeth, poured the magic breath into the whole body, and the bones rattled, but he still tried his best to support the door and the door, so that the magic domain would not be closed.
He looked down, sweat seeping out of his forehead, his lips were torn, and blood flowed out. He was trembling all over, his muscles and bones were about to be crushed - although the closure of the magic door slowed down, but the strength did not relax at all, and in this way, he exerted high pressure on this flesh-and-blood body with majesty and indifference.
One inch, two inches... one foot... two feet...
Blue veins protruding, cheeks red.
However, he still looked at the panicked crowd below and said hoarsely, "Run..."
Faster, faster.
I said I was going to let us go home. Even if the hands are full of blood, thousands of people scold them for bullying their teachers, destroying their ancestors, betraying their relatives and leaving. I've been through bad things, and I've done everything for this path.
But I am not a traitor.
The bones seem to be dislocated and crushed, but they still support the huge giant gate - it's ridiculous, the ants are in the sky, and the mayflies are shaking the trees.
At this time, a loud bang was heard not far away!
The teacher barely raised his sweaty face and looked out from the wet eyelashes. He saw that Chu Wanning was hit by the wave of swallowing the sky, and the wall made by Tianwen and Jiuge was already shattered.
He saw with his own eyes that Chu nightning was thrown into the water by a huge wave.
"Master..."
The wall collapsed, and the flood could no longer stop it. It rushed towards the intersection of the two worlds with the momentum of breaking bamboo, leveling the mountains and buildings, and filling the ravines and valleys. Just for a moment, everything was sunk in the wind and waves.
The world is no longer yesterday.
The sea has become a mulberry field.
At this moment, the pressure of the Demon Sect has been raised by a few percent. The teacher only felt that the bones were divided, the spiritual power was overdrawn, and he suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood.
He lowered his eyes and looked down, and there were the last dozen or so people who didn't have time to pass.
I don't know where the strength came from, he shouted angrily, his eyes were splitting, his neck and meridians were protruding, and he tried his best to block the door that was about to be closed.
"Master Hua!!"
The beauties who passed the world did not go far, and they all gathered below to look at him, but the teacher couldn't see their faces at this time.
The last eight... five... three...
On the face distorted by the pain, a revengeful smile of happiness and hatred blossomed, blood was dripping from the mouth, and the teeth were bright red.
What destiny of heaven and earth, people, demons, gods and ghosts, what prevents me from returning, all my efforts have been lost—
Not yet... Can't beat...
A heart is as hard as iron.
This one is stubborn.
the last one…
"run… "
The teacher laughed indulgently, not to mention that the mayfly can't shake the tree, as long as the heart is hard, the ant nest can also burst the embankment.
In the end, didn't he do it all
"Bang"!
The gate of the Demon Realm slammed shut, and the red and black were mixed in front of him. The red was blood, and the black was the sky. The last sound the bat in the crack heard in the world was a crisp "click".
Creepy.
Is it the shattering of the Tianling cover
It's still the echo of my mother's neck being trampled off when I was young...
"Master Hua! Master!" The wailing of the Butterfly Bone Clan was blocked in another world along with the slamming door.
The gate of the Demon Domain was dripping with blood, and Hua Binan's broken limbs fell from the cracks... But then a huge wave hit, and the road of martyrdom, which was filled with hundreds of millions of bones, was washed away without any trace.
After the wave passed, the Demon Gate disappeared.
Only the top of the dead and the dead fell into the waves of the vast sea, the Tongtian Tower fell, the red lotus water pavilion was annihilated, and the bricks and tiles of the Danxin Temple were swallowed up in an instant.
Chu nightning coughed several sips of water, and tried to call Huaisha Yujian several times, but he could not succeed because of the temporary penetration of spiritual power.
Another big wave came, and the powerful water pressure hit Chu nightning's chest, wrapped in a piece of broken driftwood, he was suddenly sunk into the depths of the sea, frowning in pain, unable to breathe... Also grab Live at any life-saving straw...
The white clothes fluttered, the blue silk was scattered, and he kept sinking and sinking in the water. The halo in front of him slowly disappeared.
Xue Meng they... should have retreated to the Xuanwu enchantment.
After that, will they go wrong
And the ink burns...
Ink burns...
He opened his eyes slowly, and in the cold water, the sky was far away, and a few strands of fine air bubbles emerged from his lips. He was looking up on his back blankly, probably on the verge of suffocating to death, and he had hallucinations.
He saw an ink-colored figure sneaking towards him like a mermaid, and when he got close, he could see familiar eyebrows, dark purple pupils, and even finely fragmented scars on his face.
That was the trace left after he was unsuccessfully torn apart.
Chu night Ning closed his eyes suddenly, probably because he was too cruel. So in the end, even the hallucinations before death were tormenting him.
He said hoarsely: "I'm sorry..."
The lips and teeth opened and closed, but there were only fine bubbles.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed him hard, and before he could react, he fell into a solid and broad embrace. That chest was so cold that there was no warmth at all, but even the sea seemed to be evaporated by this man's powerful and wild aura.
"Chu nightning."
He vaguely heard someone calling him.
"Night!"
In the scattered consciousness, someone pursed his lips, and the cool lips opened and closed, and a trace of spiritual power entered.
"No return, summon!"
In an instant, a faint blue brilliance swept closer from the sea, the man grabbed it, and Mo Dao carried them towards the surface of the water at the speed of light. Only in the blink of an eye, "Hu La", they broke out of the water, Chu nightning was soaked all over, he was naturally afraid of the cold, and shivered slightly when immersed in the cold water, his lips were blue and white, and there was no blood at all, and he took a big mouth. Breathing heavily.
After panting for a while, he suddenly realized what had just happened.
He raised his head abruptly and met a pair of deep and moist eyes, no longer confused and confused, but clear and clear.
The ink burned and panted slightly, and the lips were slightly opened sexy, a little moist. His black clothes were also soaked, and they were close to his muscular chest. He just lowered his head and stared at Chu Wanning without speaking.
Who is this
A puppet or a living person
Is it Treading Xianjun, or Master Mo
Chu nightning's throat was blocked, and he couldn't make a sound for a while, and the throat was twitching for a while, and he just wanted to speak, but at this time, a drop of bitter and salty sea water fell down his forehead and fell into his eyes.
He closed his eyes suddenly, the end of his eyes red.
That is, the moment he closed his eyes, the man embraced him in the water, his cool lips pressed against his forehead.
"This seat is late."
"… "
"Hua Bi Nan Shi's shackles are untied, and no one can control this seat anymore." He kissed his forehead and eyelashes, because he swam too fast to save the person, he was still panting.
Stepping Xianjun looked at Chu Wanning's eyes that slowly opened again, raised his hand and rubbed Chu Wanning's hair, and then raised his eyes to this flooded world.
His voice was low and deep, and after a while he said:
"Go. Send you back to your world."