Zhou Yuan's space barrier began to show signs of collapse.
This is the inevitable impact of this battle. Xu Yourong and Nanke, their bloodlines were too strong, and now they burned their lives to the extreme, and the aura they released had already surpassed the peak of the Netherworld, and reached the upper limit allowed by the rules of the Zhou Garden.
Of course, Zhou Garden will not be destroyed, because the rules responsible for maintaining the operation of this world will directly destroy all threats, that is, the existence of Xu Yourong and Nanke.
The weapons used by Zhouyuan World are those broken space barrier fragments.
Those fragments of space barriers left the night sky, turned into meteors, and blasted towards the top of Muyu Peak!
If Xu Yourong and Nanke don't stop fighting and continue to improve their aura, then they will definitely die, and along with this Muyu, they will be turned into dust by countless meteors!
They will die.
Nan Ke knew this very well. When she stabbed the Southern Cross sword at Xu Yourong earlier, it had already caused the space in Zhou Garden to start to distort. This made her finally confirm what the limit that the world of Zhou Garden could hold was. What she has to do is to raise her strength to the limit, force Xu Yourong to rise to the limit at the same time, and then surpass the limit that Zhou Yuan can accommodate!
This is her way of fighting.
This represents her absolute fighting spirit!
Why did her teacher, the Black Robe, the demon army strategist who counted on all strategies, entrust her with the important task of killing Xu Yourong? It was because Heipao knew very well that she was willing to die with Xu Yourong.
Her fate was determined because of Xu Yourong, so she invited him to walk to the end of fate together, rejoicing, because it meant that she could also determine the other's fate.
Therefore, Xu Yourong will definitely die in the Zhou Garden tonight. Although the human girl definitely didn't want to accept it, there was no way. If she continued to burn Tianfeng's true blood, countless meteors would rain down on Zhou Yuan's world, bringing death. If she stopped, she would be killed by Nan Ke sooner.
This is a fateful battle, this is an inescapable battle, the outcome of the battle has been predetermined in advance, it is so sad and confusing.
It seems that no one can change all this.
But at the top of Muyu Peak, there was always a bystander.
The old man playing the piano was silent. After watching the battle, he finally couldn't bear it any longer.
He was very sure that His Highness Nanke's tactics must have been approved by Lord Heipao, but at the same time he was even more sure that His Majesty the Demon King had no knowledge of this matter.
He couldn't help but watch His Royal Highness Nanke die in front of his eyes, because he didn't want to bear the devil's wrath afterwards, and he didn't want the tribe survivors who had struggled to survive in Xuelao City until now to be driven into the abyss by the devil's anger, forever Sinking cannot turn over.
So his fingers fell on the strings, and he struck a note very seriously.
Listening to the sound of the zither, anger flashed across Nan Ke's indifferent eyes, and after a while, he gradually returned to his usual indifference - this battle between her and Xu Yourong does not allow others to intervene. But at this moment, all her spirit and will were with Xu Yourong, and there was no way to stop the old man playing the piano from helping her.
The things that cannot be changed are accepted.
What made her calm was that there was one thing that could not be changed tonight, that is, Xu Yourong would definitely die.
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The sound of the piano gurgled, very gentle, but then implied murderous intent.
As the sound of the zither came to his ears, Xu Yourong's face became even whiter. Countless turbulent waves arose in the sea of consciousness, and he was almost unable to hold the Gutong longbow, allowing Nan Ke's sword to strike at him.
That elder from the Candle Yin Witch Tribe had a very powerful and terrifying mental attack. She wanted to use her mind to fight against the even more terrifying Nanke, but she was seriously injured by one blow!
A stream of blood trickled down from the corner of her lips.
Unlike the blood overflowing from her fingers holding the longbow, this blood did not come from her will, and it was not the result of actively burning her life and being injured.
Her eyes were still calm, her expression was still focused, she looked at Nanke quietly, without even looking at the old man playing the piano, her left hand raised against the night wind and fell into the night.
It wasn't the magical Taoism that could hurt the enemy invisible even in the air, she just slapped her hands into the night.
There is nothing in the night, what did she shoot
The next moment, a black square plate suddenly appeared in the night. The black square disk quietly floated in the air beside her, as if it had always been there, but no one noticed.
This is Xu Yourong's horoscope.
Her left hand landed in the very center of the horoscope.
There is no finger flicking, at such a moment, there is no time to deduce and calculate what is your own destiny.
What she has to do, what she can do, is to try to control her own destiny.
She poured all the mighty true energy that she had been silently accumulating for a long time, ready to give Nanke a fatal blow, into the horoscope through this beat!
A muffled sound!
The sound was very similar to a gong, more like a broken gong, the sound was not pleasant, a bit dull.
But still loud.
This is the sound from the horoscope.
This is the strong voice of fate.
Strong winds blew on the top of the peak, and the astrolabe shone with light. Those star trails and life lines that no one except herself could understand rotated rapidly, turning into countless dizzying filaments of light.
The sound of the piano gurgling like flowing water was directly interrupted by the sound of the broken gong.
Several strings on the Guqin snapped.
The old man playing the piano was pale, and he vomited blood again and again as if he had been hit hard.
To mess up fate and seriously injure a powerful enemy, Xu Yourong's move seemed to be an understatement, but it was actually unimaginably powerful, but she also paid a huge price for it.
Nan Ke's childish voice reappeared, and the Southern Cross Sword was three points closer!
Xu Yourong's hand holding the Gutong longbow trembled violently, her eyes were still peaceful, but they were no longer as bright as before, and looked a little dim.
The most shocking thing was that the blood overflowing from the corner of her lips became more and more.
The old man playing the piano stimulated his extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, forcibly suppressed the severe injury in the sea of consciousness, instantly subdued the berserk true essence in his meridians, regardless of the injury, with a long howl, he shot again!
He floated away from the Guqin, his hands fell directly on the top of Xu Yourong's head, in the night, his ten fingers were glowing with a faint white light, it seemed that there was no flesh and blood, only bones remained.
After Xu Yourong slapped the horoscope with his left hand and made that strong sound, he grasped a corner of the horoscope.
She didn't know what was weird about the hands of this elder of the Wu clan, and she must have been very poisonous. Without even thinking about it, she flipped her wrist, held the horoscope and smashed it head-on at the opponent.
This smash seems simple, like a child fighting, but it is actually very difficult.
This is the last move of Tiandaoyuan's Lightning Sword.
Tiandaoyuan's Linguang Sword is known for its speed and sharpness, and this last move is unimaginably fast, but because of its speed, it looks extremely simple.
Xu Yourong's Facing Light Sword is better than any student in Tiandao Academy.
This beat of hers was faster than any student of Tiandao Academy's last stance of facing lightsaber.
Even the old man playing the piano couldn't avoid it.
There was a dull impact sound, and the old man playing the piano couldn't dodge it. He directly faced the horoscope in her hand with both hands, and instantly broke his fingers and bones, and retreated more than ten feet, vomiting blood!
Xu Yourong was also shocked by the impact, and his eyes became even darker.
Nan Ke's eyes were still so dull and indifferent, but they were brighter than ever before.
The old man playing the piano failed miserably in one move, but he gave her the best chance tonight.
The childish whistling sound resounded through the cliff again.
Nan Ke's figure suddenly blurred, his sword shield retracted, he ignored the more than ten Wu arrows, put his hands together, combined the Southern Cross sword into one, and stabbed towards Xu Yourong!
Whoosh, whoosh, the Wu arrow pierced the night sky!
Puff puff puff puff, more than ten arrows shot deep into her body!
Nanke's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.
Two extremely bright sword lights, like two galaxies, cut towards Xu Yourong's face.
There was a rubbing sound, that was the sound of the bottom end of the Tong Gong breaking the cliff stone.
In the end, Tong Gong failed to withstand the power of the Southern Cross Sword and left the ground!
The longbow left the ground, like a sycamore tree without roots, wilted in an instant.
The bright sword light pierced through the bow, and cut on Xu Yourong's left chest, bursting out a stream of blood!
Even at such a critical moment, Xu Yourong's eyes remained calm, and with a flip of his wrist, he held the longbow horizontally to parry Nanke's sword, and flitted backwards. The white sacrificial robe was unfolded in the night wind, and it was stained with blood, like a wounded white crane, still free from dust.
How could Nanke give her a chance to leave, and she swept forward, just like a shadow.
The Tong bow intersected with the Southern Cross sword, cutting out countless turbulence in the night sky!
Nanke was covered in blood, but his eyes were brighter. His hands left the hilt of his sword, and he stretched forward like lightning!
Her fingertips glowed with faint green light!
The peacock has a tail feather, which is the most poisonous, sharpest and fastest in the world.
This is Peacock Ling, the real Peacock Ling!
Nanke's ten fingers penetrated into Xu Yourong's shoulders, deep into the bone!
Blood splattered everywhere, but the golden light seemed to have many black spots!
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It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts.
Xu Yourong had never experienced such pain.
So she was angry, angry like never before.
The white sacrificial robe shattered into countless pieces with a hissing sound.
Countless golden lights hit Nanke's body following the direction of her fingers.
The dull impact sounded densely.
Numerous finger holes appeared on Nan Ke's body, and Ban Lan's blood kept gushing out!
Peacocks have feathers.
Phoenix has feathers.
This is Xu Yourong's Wan Daoyu!
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All cultivation bases have been displayed.
All the artifacts and magic soldiers have been used.
All life-saving skills were used.
All the real yuan has been consumed.
All the blood is almost gone.
This battle is so tragic, so absolute.
The top of Muyu Peak was quiet, and the smoke and dust between the cliffs gradually collected, but the spilled blood was still burning. The fiery high temperature and cold continued to blend and dissipate, making it extremely bright.
Xu Yourong stood by the cliff, his face was slightly pale, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Nanke looked even worse, with wounds all over his body and blood flowing continuously.
But she won.
A clear whistle sounded continuously on the top of Muyu Peak!
Her voice is so immature, but also so cold.
This howling is cold! pride! overbearing! In the end, it gave people a feeling of madness!
It's a pity, but victory is the most important thing.
Although there is help from the strong, death is the fairest judge of the outcome.
Both she and Xu Yourong were exhausted, but in the next moment, Xu Yourong would die.
Tonight, she finally defeated her fateful opponent.
It means that she has overcome her destiny.
The whistling of the surviving bird gradually became lower and then stopped.
Nanke returned to his previous indifferent appearance, and said dully: "My blood is in your body, and there is an abyss behind you, so you are dead."
Xu Yourong stood by the cliff, the night wind gently brushing the hair on his face.
She lowered her head, not knowing what to think.
Are you thinking about what kind of posture you should use to meet death
"Please give me this honor."
Nanke looked at her and said seriously.
Xu Yourong looked up at her, with a hint of relief and teasing in his eyes, like an old man who saw through the world and could face death calmly, and also like a naughty little girl.
"Why should it please you?"
After she finished speaking with a smile, she turned and walked into the night in the cliff.
Looking at the deserted cliffside, Nanke's eyes were full of confusion, and he said in a daze, "Are you an idiot? Do you think you're really a phoenix?"
Xu Yourong is the reincarnation of Tianfeng, not a real Phoenix.
She doesn't have wings, and she hasn't reached the stage of cultivation, so she can't fly freely.
She walked into the night on the cliff, and naturally fell into the abyss of death.
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A piece of silence, whether on the cliff or elsewhere.
Xu Yourong... The reincarnation of Tianfeng, even in the last ten years when wild flowers bloom, is undoubtedly the most beautiful flower, the girl who is regarded as the future leader by humans, and the greatest threat to the future by the demons. Did he die peacefully in the Zhou Garden
Nanke walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the dark abyss below, and thought silently, even if you die, you will not die in your own hands. Is this your last pride or return to your true self
The black dragon is silent in the clouds, she doesn't like humans, probably Chen Changsheng is an exception... Especially after Zhou Yuanli sensed the past events told by her father's heroic soul, she is full of hostility towards strong humans, naturally including Xu Yourong, a human girl who has the potential to become the strongest. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have any sympathy or sadness for Xu Yourong's death, and she remembers very clearly that Chen Changsheng said many times that he didn't like this fiancée, but why she still felt a little bewildered, even a little Uneasy, if Chen Changsheng knew that he had witnessed Xu Yourong's death with his own eyes but did not do anything, would he blame himself
Xu Yourong fell into the abyss of death, with his eyes closed tightly, the sound of the wind in his ears was so far away, the blood overflowed from the corner of his lips again, and when it encountered the night wind, it began to burn, turning into a string of bright flames and drifting backwards, But it can only illuminate a small place around you, not enough to illuminate the way forward.
Is the ground getting closer? Death is getting closer and closer, but why is the mountain in the Zhou Garden so high, and how long will it take to fall before it can finally find peace
No, death is the end, not peace, that is not the star sea on the other side that she pursues in her cultivation!
When she jumped out of the cliff, she didn't want to go to death, but she didn't want to die in the hands of that little girl who beat pigweed!
Just how can I not die
She closed her eyes, thinking about this question, how could there be an answer.
She fell faster and faster, and the wind became faster and faster.
So the more she thought about it, the colder she felt, feeling helpless.
Suddenly, she remembered a sentence that the Holy Empress had said to her when she left the capital many years ago.
"Fenghuang'er, it's okay to be afraid of pain, but don't be afraid of death, especially...you."
Then, her eyes opened.
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