"You attacked me because of your master's affairs? I am in love with her, why would you lie?"
Below, Hun Changqing looked puzzled after hearing Nalan Yanran's words.
"Hmph! Two people are in love? I have already heard what the ancestor of Yunshan said about the matter between you and my master. You are such a disgusting scum, and you force my master to call it two people's love. ?
Although I don’t know what kind of poison you had on Master, so that he forgot about the tainted hatred and committed himself to you, but as a disciple, I should help her kill you, a villain, and restore her to the past! "
Nalan Yanran still sneered, her eyes filled with endless murderous intent, mixed with the joy that the great revenge was about to be avenged.
And somewhere in the void space above the battlefield, a dark figure stood suspended, watching quietly below. When he heard what Nalan Yanran said to the mirror image of the mirror, flowers, water and moon, this black figure... There was also some astonishment on his face.
Yes, this person has an everlasting soul. Since he wants to put on a good show, there is no other acting skill that can be more lifelike than Flowers Through the Looking Glass.
His current illusion skills are far beyond what the mirror flower water moon planted in the little medical fairy was.
As early as the moment Nalan Yanran appeared, the energy that Hun Changqing reserved in the little medical fairy was quietly activated.
Even though she was more than ten miles apart, Nalan Yanran was instantly affected by the distance, fighting back and forth with the fantasies in her heart, which made Hun Changqing, who was watching in the dark, quite amused.
And when Nalan Yanran told her reasons, Hun Changqing was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Nalan Yanran would come to him for revenge for such a reason. Doesn't this make him feel sick to his stomach? Yun Yun had no objection. How could she, an apprentice, smoke so much?
After coming back to his senses, Hun Changqing slowly shook his head and sighed secretly.
"What a filial son..."
On the other side below, after the first attack, there was the little medical fairy who had been stagnant and watching. Seeing the scene of Nalan Yanran fighting with the illusion in front of him, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
She knew very clearly that the thing in front of her was just an illusion, and the real evergreen soul had always been in the dark with no end!
The evergreen mirror flower, water moon, has already become more and more terrifying as his strength increases. If there is no special intervention, then everyone around him will fall into the mirror flower, water moon, and it will be difficult to see the flaws. Compared with the original pure lotus demon fire The illusions are no less generous.
And it is precisely because she knows the truth in her heart that the little medical fairy can understand how terrifying the illusion of everlasting soul is. Even here, she cannot tell the difference between this illusion and the real everlasting soul.
This also made her even more frightened. No wonder she didn't notice anything in this mirror in the past three years. This was completely no different from the real world!
For a moment, the little medical fairy looked at Nalan Yanran's delicate cheeks with an arrogant smile, with a little pity in her eyes.
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"It's useless to talk more. No one can save you these days! Die!"
At this moment, Nalan Yanran no longer wanted to talk to the "Eternal Soul" in front of her, and laughed out loud with a slightly ferocious smile. At the same time, a hurricane condensed out between her waving hands, wrapping around it. Carrying the astonishing sound of wind and thunder, it roared towards the "Eternal Soul" in front of it.
However, at the same time, in her mind, the Saint Liufeng was calling out Nalan Yanran's name with an extremely anxious expression. She was well-informed, even though the evergreen Jing Hua Shui Yue had already reached the pinnacle.
But she still noticed something was wrong based on her experience. However, at this moment, Nalan Yanran seemed to be unable to hear her voice at all, and she was completely immersed in her own world.
"Well...you old guy is a problem. I can't let you ruin this good show that just started..."
Just when Liufeng Saint wanted to use his soul power to stimulate Nalan Yanran's sea of soul and forcefully wake her up, a soft chanting sound was unexpected, in Nalan Yanran's boundless sea of soul. Remember.
Hearing this, the face of Liufeng Saint suddenly froze, and there was a slight pause in the movements of his hands. He turned his head mechanically and looked somewhere.
I saw there, and I don't know when, a thin figure covered in darkness appeared.
He didn't seem to have an amazing aura, but at this moment, in the eyes of Liufeng Saint, there seemed to be countless ferocious evil ghosts struggling and roaring behind him.
Although she was already in a soul body, she still felt a bone-chilling chill that was like freezing. This was almost the most terrifying person she had ever seen, whether in life or after death!
This person is clearly in the form of an evergreen soul. For him who is already an emperor-level soul, the depths of Nalan Yanran's soul are like the front door of his house. He can come in whenever he wants and leave whenever he wants.
Those means of soul resistance were in vain, and even Nalan Yanran herself was not aware of it at all.
Hun Changqing couldn't help but laugh at the thought of how Nalan Yanran dared to come to trouble him with her strength at his disposal.
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"This...this noble and powerful man, I once persuaded Yanran to give up...but..."
Compared to Soul Changqing who was so relaxed and playful, the Liufeng Saint also had a bitter look on his face and spoke with difficulty to him with a stumbling voice.
However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Hun Changqing's wave. The Liufeng Saint's face froze, and the next moment he met Hun Changqing's cold, dark, unhuman eyes.
Then she heard that cold voice, like a judgment, rumbling in the depths of her soul.
"Since you can't just stay in the gravel and survive as a relic of the old era, I will send you on your way..."
The sound was as cold as the sharpest knife in the world. It made Saint Liufeng's soul ache. Deep fear also emerged in her heart, and she felt that death was approaching her crazily!
"Wait... wait! I know I was wrong! I will never take care of Nalan Yanran again! I just ask you..."
She may have been a powerful fighting saint who once traveled across Zhongzhou, but now she is just an extremely humble survivor. Not everyone is like Yaochen, who is unwilling to break through their own bottom line even in the face of death. Character.
She is also afraid of death, Liufeng Saint. Otherwise, why would she survive in this inhuman state after her death? Wasn't the torture for so long just for... staying alive?
She was really unwilling to let her die so meaninglessly now!
"You don't want to die so much? When you helped that good-for-nothing Nalan Yanran to practice, you made her, a good-for-nothing who could even be compared to a low-level Dou Zun until she died, come to trouble me now. Why didn't you think of such a result? "
"You old guys who only have your souls left and are lingering, why do you like to help others so much, help them wash away their humiliation and avenge their hatred? Thirty years in Hedong... Thirty years in Hexi... Where did there come from so many Hedong and Hexi? Go to hell Come on!"
Hun Changqing spoke meaningfully, as if he was talking to Liufeng Sage, but at the same time he seemed to be talking to himself.
However, the more she listened, the more despair filled Saint Liufeng's face, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not make any more sound. Until the end, her soul seemed to be frozen. Generally, motionless.
A moment later, dense cracks appeared on her soul body. Finally, with a "bang", it was completely shattered like a mirror.
And Hun Changqing looked at the soul fragments all over the sky, just sneered, and completely disappeared from here.
As for the outside world, at the moment when Liufeng Saint's soul was shattered, it seemed as if something was coming from his heart. The expression on Nalan Yanran's face instantly solidified, and she exited from the inexplicable state just now.
The soul looked into the sea of souls, but there was no trace of the former Saint Liufeng, only the soul light particles scattered everywhere, connected with the remaining breath of Saint Liufeng.
For a moment, Nalan Yanran panicked. Although in her heart, Liufeng Saint could not be compared with Yun Yun who had grown up with her, but he was by no means just a tool.
Along the way, she struggled alone in Zhongzhou. In just a few years, she broke through from fighting emperor to fighting saint. The hardships involved cannot be summarized in one or two sentences.
During these difficult days, it was Saint Liufeng who helped her, encouraged her, and worked hard for her. Nalan Yanran also saw these things and was extremely moved. This shows the status of Saint Liufeng in her heart.
Although these scattered soul light particles are all telling the story of Liufeng Saint's soul being shattered, Nalan Yanran finds it difficult to accept this fact.
She kept shouting and roaring in the sea of souls, calling the name of Saint Liu Feng, but there was not even an echo in this empty sea of souls, and the only response to her was a piece of dead silence.
She had to stop her fantasies and accept the cold truth. Saint Liufeng was really dead!
"Teng!"
Suddenly, Nalan Yanran's eyes turned red, her complexion became ferocious, her delicate face became extremely distorted, and her hair was flying behind her head, pretending to be crazy and intimidating.
Nalan Yanran stared at the "Eternal Soul" in front of her. The hatred, sadness and anger gathered in her heart completely burst out, and she roared like a beast at him.
"It was you! You did it! You killed her!"
However, in response to this, the "Eternal Soul" in front of him slightly curled up the corner of his mouth and said with a joking smile.
"Why, you are allowed to attack and kill me, but you are not allowed to do it? How about the gift I gave you, do you like it?"
"Ah! Go to hell!"
When Nalan Yanran heard this, she felt sad in her heart, her red eyes burst into tears, she looked up to the sky and screamed, running towards the "Eternal Soul" desperately.
At this moment, she had lost her mind and had forgotten to think about how Hun Changqing, who was obviously seriously injured, bypassed her and killed the Liufeng Saint who was in the sea of her own soul. Now in her heart There is only one thought, and that is to cut the immortal soul into thousands of pieces!
"Boom!"
Countless hurricanes gathered together to form a scene of natural disaster, and all of them descended on "Eternal Soul"'s body, causing him to cough up blood constantly and his face was extremely pale. His whole body was crumbling in the storm, as if he was about to collapse.
However, seeing this scene, it was really hard for Nalan Yanran to feel happy in her heart, instead she only felt endless sadness and hatred.
Without giving "Soul Evergreen" a chance to react, her figure quickly swept out like a light breeze, and the next moment she appeared directly in front of "Soul Evergreen", raising her palms high. , and then fell suddenly...
However, when the hand knife containing terrifying energy was about to cut into the neck of "Hun Changqing", Hun Changqing's face suddenly revealed a strange smile, which looked chilling to the bottom of the heart. He was whispering in a voice as thin as a mosquito.
"This Saint of Leaving the Wind is just the beginning. The next one will be even more exciting. I hope you can bear it..."
As soon as the words fell, Nalan Yanran's sword came to her without any surprise. She only heard a "puff" sound, a wave of blood splashed, Soul Changqing's head and body separated at the sound, and her head floated high.
Nalan Yanran quickly reached out with one hand, caught Hun Changqing's head, and looked at the beautiful face covered in blood on the head in her hand.
She felt extremely disgusted in her heart, and her hatred still couldn't subside. A wind blade suddenly formed in her other hand, instantly twisting the cheek until it was bloody and bloody, making it difficult to see the original appearance.
"Good guy, I won't even spare the dead!"
Looking at Nalan Yanran's appearance, Hun Changqing, who was watching the show in the void, also had his eyelids twitching. Then in silence, he adjusted the difficulty of Nalan Yanran's script to a higher level.
He has never been a person who complained about virtue, even if it was a mirror image,? But seeing his illusion being tortured by her in this way, Hun Changqing felt a little uncomfortable. He had to entertain Nalan Yanran well, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep well.
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Nalan Yanran's hysterical state of madness was naturally caught in the sight of the little medical fairy on the side. Although she knew that this was just an illusion, looking at the twisted and disfigured head, the little medical fairy felt a wave of confusion in her heart. Diaphragm response, corners of eyes twitching slightly.
When he walked to the side of the little medical fairy, he glanced at the bloody head in his hand and said with a cold expression.
"Since the person is dead, my grudges have been resolved, so I will take my leave first..."
However, Nalan Yanran acted as if she didn't hear anything and continued to torture the head in her hands crazily.
Seeing this, the little medical fairy gave Nalan Yanran a meaningful look, then turned into a green light and disappeared here.
And as if she felt the little medical fairy's eyes, Nalan Yanran paused slightly in her hand movements, but just a moment later, she started tearing the head in her hands crazily, not caring at all about the blood that kept pouring out. On her hands, face, body...
After the head was completely turned into paste, Nalan Yanran looked at her bloody hands, her expression fell into a dull state...
After a moment, she suddenly threw her head back and laughed loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
But soon, the laughter turned into bursts of sad sobs...
(End of chapter)
