As the thunder and fire gradually faded away, Liu Xuan's heart began to feel chilly.
She heard a gasp.
Although it was weak, it also showed that the demon in the thunder and fire still had a glimmer of hope.
But she herself has no strength to fight anymore...
Dying?
He died like this in the Jienan Tianhai, in front of his junior sister Zhao Chun...
She has not seen Qing Zhi again, has not been to Yaori Island, and has not even been able to touch Emperor Wu's blood.
A flash of light suddenly appeared in front of Liu Xuan's eyes, like the sunlight cast by the golden sun, wrapped in an extremely beautiful bright red. It was a drop of red-gold blood, about the size of a baby's fist, hidden in the blue bird's chest, surrounded by thick bones.
Half of Changying's slender neck was destroyed by thunder. Those bright and dazzling feathers were burned together with the once indestructible skin, revealing the scorched black neck bones. Such horrific scars extended to her chest. Her belly, which had lost all skin and flesh, could no longer stand up proudly. If it weren't for the drop of Emperor Wu blood in her body, she might even have died in the thunder just now!
Red gold flashed past Liu Xuan's eyes. This was the closest she had ever come to the blood of Emperor Wu, but she almost didn't have the strength to stand.
Changying rolled down from the fighting platform in embarrassment, almost like a bereaved dog. Diwu's blood stirred in her heart, protecting her last ray of life. She didn't even dare to get close to Liu Xuan, so she could only run away from a distance, fearing that this drop of Emperor Wu's blood would be taken away by him!
Luan Dan looked coldly at the scarred woman on Biyu's body. There was almost no good piece of meat on her body at this moment. She was holding her heart tightly, her eyes were closed together in pain, and she whispered: " Go, go quickly!”
She was defeated so embarrassingly and tragically that the maid felt so distressed that she couldn't help crying over her.
But at this moment, the face that appeared in Yan Dan's heart was another face.
Yaojun's beautiful and stern face will definitely be swept away by anger after hearing that Changying was defeated. She had devoted thousands of years of effort to this daughter, and Luan Dan could hardly imagine how angry Yao Jun would be over this matter, and how many people would be implicated in it...
This is not Changying’s failure alone.
"You are too hesitant, Your Highness. You are not incapable of defeating her."
There was disappointment and blame in Lian Dan's words, which made Chang Ying tremble all over and couldn't help but think of her mother.
She understood what Dan Dan meant. As early as when the golden-haired dog pounced on her, she should have made an immediate decision to give up her flesh and blood, and not to be entangled with the phantom of the vicious beast controlled by the power of the soul. As long as you make up your mind to kill Liu Xuan, the lost flesh and blood and the pain you have suffered will be compensated thousands of times!
But she didn't.
She is always hesitant about big things and is not as decisive as her mother.
"Those who achieve great things in the world are those who look forward and backward, and are afraid of the head and the tail!" Her mother's teachings always lingered in her ears, and today Chang Ying finally paid the price of almost losing her life.
Seeing that Changying was silent, Liandan could only snort coldly, pick up the Biyu and walk away.
On the fighting platform, Liu Xuan, holding on to her last breath, finally fought for the lotus platform that originally belonged to Changying. Now that there are people on the hundreds of lotus platforms, it also means that all the monks holding the cloud beads have fought. From now on, Every fight will be for a higher ranking and a greater infusion of luck!
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The lotus platform under Zhao Shun moved, and the hundreds of lotus platforms moved forward together. Everyone's faces became clear in front of her. Everyone was wary of each other. Those in high positions were eager to fight, and those in low positions were wary. , in order to maintain his position, he also gradually became determined.
Life and death are inevitable on this fighting platform. If a monk loses his life in the fighting, there are also many people who intend to board the lotus platform.
This battle for the throne starts from the bottom, kills upwards, and kills the strong. The weak surrender, and the strong move up to the next level!
In Jienan Tianhai, a loud bell was heard ringing in all directions, but the True Infants of Fengyunbang on the lotus platform had already understood it, and they all looked at the 100th monk.
Suddenly being stared at by a group of powerful men, that man's face turned pale, and the lotus platform under his body shone brightly, which meant that the battle for the throne was about to start from him!
His body trembled, and he clenched his fists in his sleeves. After he carefully looked at the real baby beside him, he was already complaining in his heart. It's not easy to keep the last place on your own, so how can you have the confidence to compete for the top spot? It's better to just give up and just get some luck, that's better than risking your life.
"I don't want to go any further, so I'll stop here."
He stood up and bowed his hands. This move was already expected by everyone. Now that you have reached the top of the list, it means that you can at least get an infusion of luck. Not everyone has the courage to challenge and pay the price with their lives. I don't know if such behavior is reckless and unwise. Before the election, the decision to make the last true infant might not be a preservation strategy.
The True Infant on the Lotus Platform didn't show any disdain for this. After this person bowed down and took his seat, the choice of whether to move up to the throne or not was given to the ninety-ninth woman.
And not surprisingly, she also chose to give up amidst the confusion.
In this way, it was not until ninety that the first true baby who wanted to take the throne began to appear!
This is a disciple of the Fengxu Sect. Zhu Youcheng once took away the eighty-nine lotus dais from his fellow disciple Li Zhu, so he also wanted to take back the glory that once belonged to the Fengxu Sect from his hands. It's a pity that Zhu Youcheng's strength is not limited to the 89th. The Fengxu Sect disciple was defeated after 300 moves. Although he never succeeded in seizing the position, he still secured his position as the 90th with his strength.
After that, it was Zhu Youcheng of the Silver Sea Sword Sect.
He had the idea of driving his strength, so he pointed his sword at the 75th one. She was a female cultivator from the Yi Xuan Sword Sect, and her sword skills were not inferior to him. Zhu Youcheng fought with him for more than a thousand moves, and was defeated in the end. Under the sword, he never went further.
Seeing this, the elder of the Yinhai Sword Sect also sighed lowly and thought to himself that choosing the seventy-fifth female cultivator was a bit rash after all. If he had chosen someone with a lower ranking, he might have succeeded in defeating the enemy.
But for Zhu Youcheng, being able to compete with Yixuan disciples and see each other's sword intentions and moves is already a great reward. After being defeated, he bowed to the female cultivator, obviously convinced.
So far, there have been seventy-eight more monks, and none of the monks who have challenged them have been victorious!
It is not surprising to see such a scene in Fengyun Dojo. After all, in the previous fights, the most intense competition was for these lower positions. Almost every round, monks holding cloud beads appeared on the stage. The owners of these low-ranking lotus platforms would After some changes, the strength of each other is very clear, and there is rarely a situation where the strong one is inferior to others.
There's still one more update left to complete tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
