"No!" Luo Hu screamed sadly.
But...it was too late.
Hongjun, yin and yang, Yangmei, the primordial spirit of Qiankun.
The four of them have simultaneously grasped the four swords at the top of the four poles of the sword array.
A fierce light flashed in Luo Hu's eyes, and he held the God-killing Spear and penetrated directly through the Zhuxian Sword Formation, heading towards the sky.
"Qiankun!" After taking off the Zhuxian Sword, Hongjun looked towards Qiankun, and his figure kept approaching there.
"Hongjun takes the sword!" He raised his eyebrows and shouted, throwing the sword to Hongjun, and then penetrated countless chaotic voids and chased Luo Hu.
"Fellow Taoist!" Yin and Yang also headed towards Qiankun.
But... this distance is not that far for their ancestors, why is it so far at this moment?
I saw that the soul of Qiankun had begun to become illusory.
His soul began to slowly dissipate from his legs...
"Stay steady, fellow Taoist Qiankun, stay still, don't let your heart die first..." Hongjun's movements were a little panicked, and he kept giving the divine power of creation to the soul of Qiankun.
At this moment, both Hongjun and Yinyang seemed to be panicking.
All kinds of magical powers are poured into the soul of the universe, such as the Yin and Yang Dao Yun, the Dao of Creation, the Dao of Heaven and Earth...
However, the effect was very little, and it only temporarily stabilized the spirit of Qiankun.
"Fellow Taoist Hongjun, fellow Taoist Yin and Yang." Qiankun chuckled at the two of them.
It's not as serious as before, but only relief and happiness.
"No need to waste time on the poor Taoist, go and kill Luo Hu." Qiankun said with a smile:
"At least don't let Pindao be lonely on the road. Rahu will be with you... let's reminisce about the past."
"Qiankun...fellow Taoist." Yin Yang lowered his head, with tears streaming down his old face.
"Fellow Taoist, don't talk nonsense. The poor Taoist has a back-up plan! The poor Taoist must have a back-up plan!" Hongjun looked anxious...
Backhand? Where did the backup come from?
The primordial spirit was completely shattered by the sword energy of the trapped fairy sword. Now how can this count as a primordial spirit? It is just a trace of the true spirit left, and the trapped immortal sword energy has not faded for a long time, and is still corroding its true spirit.
With such an injury, Hongjun was unable to recover...
"Two fellow Taoists." Qiankun chuckled:
"No need, Pindao has been prepared for this for a long time. It's just a matter of death."
With that said, Qiankun sacrificed his Qiankun Cauldron and Qiankun Ruler:
"Fellow Taoist Yin and Yang, don't blame me for being partial. This thing is more suitable for Taoist Taoist Hongjun."
Qiankun was afraid that Hongjun would refuse, so he ordered the two spiritual treasures and directly entered Hongjun's inner cave.
"How can I blame you..." Old Yin Yang burst into tears and stretched out his hand to grab the shadow of Qian Kun, but his hand went directly through his body:
"Fellow Daoist Qiankun, why did you save me? Why wasn't Pindao the one who died in the end? Among us, Pindao is the weakest in Taoism. He is the worst no matter what, so why do you want Pindao to live?"
"I don't want to see any fellow Taoist leave before my eyes." Qiankun's figure faded a bit:
"Also, Luo Hu must die. That critical moment is already our best chance."
"Three fellow Taoists..."
A soft but somewhat cold voice came from behind a few people.
Several people's bodies froze, and when they turned around to look, they saw Wang Shu...
Wearing a pink dress, a black gauze covering her face, her hair combed over her temples, only half of her high nose and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were exposed.
"Why are you here now?" Yin Yang roared:
"Why! If you had come with us earlier, how could fellow Taoist Qiankun have done this! Now that the matter has come to this, what are you doing here again!"
After Yin Yang roared, he knelt in the void as if he had lost his strength.
"Fellow Taoist Yin and Yang..." Wang Shu looked at Yin and Yang, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes:
"Feel sorry."
After saying that, a faint blue light bloomed in Wangshu's hand, and instantly, the world became cold, as if winter had arrived.
Even Hongjun felt a slight chill.
"Fellow Daoist Qiankun, I don't want you to die either." Wangshu said calmly.
Then he walked towards Qiankun and placed his palm on its true spirit.
The Taoist rhyme of Taiyin Avenue circulates, and the true spirit of Qiankun is instantly frozen!
Yin Yang raised his head and looked at Wang Shu blankly.
"Sorry." Yin Yang Weng said:
"Pindao... is wrong."
"No." Wang Shu shook his head, "It's indeed my fault, but... Taiyin cannot be without its owner."
"Sorry." Yin Yang lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Wang Shu.
Speaking of which, Yin and Yang have the greatest psychological pressure.
Of these people, he is the weakest.
Qiankun is stronger than him, but he wants to protect him from death...
In anger, he threw the blame to Wang Shu.
Of course, they were just words out of anger.
With the world frozen, the true spirit of the world has a way to survive, and maybe there will be another chance in the future.
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Wangshu." Hongjun bowed his head and thanked him, and then quickly headed towards the sky.
Rahu is not dead yet!
Wangshu looked at Hongjun's leaving figure and stretched out his hand towards Yin Yang:
"Fellow Taoist, stop sitting on the void, Liang."
yin and yang:"……"
A little joke can really lighten the mood at times like this.
Especially when the ending is better, it is very helpful to get out of the sad state of mind.
"It's over? Who won?"
"I don't know! It looks like it's Luo Hu who's running away?"
"Did we win?"
"Yes, the demon soldiers are all dispersed, and the calamity energy seems to have no owner, and it has also come out of the formation."
Although they won, the calamity still spread in the wilderness, covering the sky and the sun.
In the wilderness, there is still a dark color.
However, it is good news after all. The Qi-Calaming Demonic Soldiers have dissipated, and the creatures in the primitive world are also less stressed.
On Mount Sumeru.
After the power of the explosion, the twelve-level world-destroying black lotus was destroyed, and everyone went to hunt down the demon.
"What kind of strength do you have!" Tongtian raised the corner of his mouth, and Qingping slashed the demon's Yin-Yang dragon body with one sword after another.
Why does this Tongtian smell so bad? I just need to add a sentence in front of it.
The Yin and Yang dragons had been seriously injured by the explosion, and the destruction of the black lotus also affected his Yin dragon part. In a chain reaction, the Yang dragon was also affected.
Look, this is the disadvantage of blindly binding accounts!
Jiaoluo Xumi was deceived by Tongtian.
"Third brother." Yuan Shi smiled warmly:
"How about I use him to refine a spiritual treasure for you, brother?"
"Lingbao?" Tongtian's eyes lit up:
"Thank you, second brother!"
Tongtian's obsession with Lingbao is very serious.
But fortunately, there is a second brother who is very good at refining weapons, and the acquired spiritual treasures are also from him.
The acquired spiritual treasure... is not weak!
"Go! Brother! Beat him to death!" Bai Chuan shouted with a smile.
Bai Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Bai Chuan speechlessly.
Then he performed a set of elegant 108 movements of Qiankun Ruler to solve the dragon!
The body shuttled around and struck every key part of the two dragons.
Dragon! Also a dragon!
This set of operations works smoothly.
Everyone who saw it was stunned.
"This... Junior Brother Baichuan." Yuan Shi asked blankly without taking his eyes away from Bai Ze:
"Does your elder brother have some other hatred for dragons?"
"How could that happen?" Bai Chuan said with a smile:
"My eldest brother loves Longlong the most."
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