The blazing sky fire was still burning quietly, quiet and a little terrifying. The sharp green light falling from the sky seemed to have some fear or hesitation, and did not attack immediately, but lingered above the sky fire, wandering like a goshawk above a wounded rabbit.

Bai Susu's actions surprised Liu Qingmei, but by the time she fully realized it was too late. She had to look at this almost tragic scene with secret sadness.

Everyone seemed to have premonitions of terrible consequences. Bai Susu's actions were undoubtedly like moths flying into the fire. Perhaps before she could approach Yang Tianxing, her body was refined by the sky fire. At this time, even the secretly proud Immortal Emperor was shocked by Bai Susu's almost crazy actions. However, he did not intercept them. Although he had such strength, in his heart, anyone who was willing to be so selfless for Yang Tianxing had no value in existence. Instead of letting her live, it would be better to let her and Yang Tianxing go to the underworld together and be a pair of ghostly mandarin ducks who do not envy the immortals.

However, someone moved.

The moving person was Wei Qing. When Bai Susu flew past him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Susu, pulling it off from the air like a bird. His expression was very serious, so serious that it was a bit horrible. He stared at the sky fire with a cold eyes, and he didn't look at Bai Susu from beginning to end, even after stopping Bai Susu.

"Let me go!" Bai Susu struggled unwillingly in Wei Qing's hands. She cried and screamed, and frantically did not take the immortals seriously at all.

Seeing Bai Susu so infatuated and rude, the Immortal Emperor couldn't help frowning. He wanted to ask Bai Susu to come back, but after seeing Wei Qing's eyes, he still didn't dare to say it. He could not guess Wei Qing's mood at this moment, so he could only act as a bystander.

"You are very stubborn." Wei Qing seemed to be impatient by Bai Susu's trouble, and suddenly turned his head and stared at Bai Susu coldly. This extremely charming white-haired woman had a strong determination to be unobserved.

Bai Susu suddenly calmed down and turned her pretty face with pear blossoms and looked at the old man in front of her coldly. She no longer struggled, no longer cried, only tears still flowed out of her eyes silently.

"He has run out of energy and the lamp is exhausted." Wei Qing seemed a little guilty, and he sighed by avoiding Bai Susu's gaze.

"What does it mean?" Bai Susu, who calmed down, was so unsightly that she just asked back lightly. Her voice was so calm that it made people tremble. Even tears seemed to be frozen in her eyes for a short time and could never flow out again.

Wei Qing's heart trembled. He looked at Yang Tianxing, who was surrounded by heavenly fire opposite him, and murmured: "This may be what Buddhism calls Nirvana. He completely consumed the true energy in his body. His meridians are now like a dry and cracked riverbed, and even if there is water, it cannot flow."

Deadly quiet.

When Wei Qing said this, he did not notice that every time he said something, Bai Susu's face lost a bloody color. At the same time, Ao Long's face turned pale and he couldn't help but hold his fists. He clenched so tightly that his nails pricked deeply into his palms.

The red fox was even more vulnerable. After the phrase "Nirvana", she collapsed in Ao Long's arms.

Bai Susu lowered her head, as if she didn't want others to see her fragile side, and whispered: "Is it really helpless?" Her voice clearly had a heart-wrenching trembling.

Wei Qing shook his head bitterly: "A practitioner with dry meridians is powerless even if I am, he is too stupid..."

"Don't say anything more." Bai Susu suddenly interrupted Wei Qing's words, and her heart instantly sank into the bottomless abyss, and replaced by an unspeakable sorrow. She was a little at a loss, and her empty eyes looked blankly at the life that gradually disappeared in the sky fire. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth flattened and almost cried: "He always feels so self-righteous and does not care about other people's feelings at all; he is always so false and righteous, as if he wants to take all the responsibilities on himself; he is always constantly escaping feelings and scarring some people, I...I..." She was still so fragile after all, and under the suffocating sadness, she revealed her true side.

Her eyes felt sore, and tears finally flowed out.

Wei Qing only felt the corners of his mouth dry, and he couldn't say a word when he looked at the sob girl. He looked up at the sky, the dark clouds dissipated, the lightning disappeared, and the bright sunlight shone on the earth again, illuminating the wisps of purple gold flames even more desolate.

Suddenly, Bai Susu looked up suddenly, with a little sadness, anger, and even a little resolutely: "No, you can't just die like this. You still have many tasks that have not been completed. You coward, you still have three moves that have not been overcome. You must come back to life."

What a sad look that was!

He was wandering and helpless, like a bird that had lost his parents standing alone in the wind and rain, with a hint of panic in his sorrow, piercing everyone's soul like a knife!

The sun shines warmly on Bai Susu's body, warming her body but not warming her heart. She is as beautiful as a lily blooming at night with sadness, which makes people dazzling her beauty and even more sad about her sorrow.

The beautiful sky fire is like a strong guard who still tirelessly protects its owner. However, there is no breath of life in the fire, and it stands forever in front of Lingxiao Palace like a burning statue.

The crowd gradually dissipated, and only a few equally lonely figures were left in the lonely square.

The Immortal Emperor took his ministers to leave Lingxiao Palace with complex mood and left this sad square. All that remained were five slaves captured by sadness.

Wei Qing walked by the wind. He did not return to his heavenly prison, nor did he say goodbye to anyone, and disappeared into the air like his mystery. However, everyone could feel the deep melancholy and sigh when he left.

A generation of legendary masters may have melancholy isolated the world, return to the place he should go, bringing his ancient legend, his intoxicating mystery, and the purple electric gun that is terrifying the world.

At some point, Ao Long had already kneeled behind Yang Tianxing like a black rock.

"Brother, this enemy demon world will definitely get it back for you." Ao Long said resolutely and firmly. Rather than saying that this was to Yang Tianxing, it would be better to say that he was in his heart, to the two heartbroken women beside him, to Han Yixiao who was not here: "Immortal Emperor, you will pay your unexpected price for today's hatred."

He looked up at the sky and sweared to the fiery red sun. Black anger and deep self-blame flashed in his eyes. He could hardly imagine what kind of reaction this bad news would have when it reached Han Yixiao's ears. Maybe that day would be black.

Behind him were Bai Susu, who was filled with tears and Hong Fox who had just woken up, and behind them were Xun Leiji and Liu Qingmei with a tragic look on their faces. They did not leave with the Immortal Emperor because their hearts had died coldly like Yang Tianxing. They also had a mark of hatred for the Immortal Realm, not just for the figure that had disappeared in the flames. And they did not dare to imagine how to explain everything in front of Bingyue.

Suddenly, a low sigh floated from the city tower in the distance. The sigh was melodious and long, with a very resentful look, which made people solemn and moved.

All the people present were masters with excellent cultivation. Although they were immersed in sadness, they could still hear the ethereal sigh clearly. When everyone turned around in shock, they had already seen a young girl in white clothes and red hair standing behind them with slightly frowns and looking at Yang Tianxing among the sky fire.

This red-haired girl in white was responsible for going to the Tianzhu Prison to rescue Zhu Feng, the true lord of Zhuque in Nangaitian. She had been standing on the city tower since she came out of the Tianzhu Prison and silently observing the situation here. She saw everything Yang Tianxing had experienced clearly.

After a brief shock, Xun Leiji and Liu Qingmei reacted first and subconsciously bowed slightly to her. Although they had decided to completely escape from the fairy world, the ancient hierarchy bondage could not be forgotten in a moment or three moments.

Bai Susu just glanced at Zhu Feng lightly and then stared at Yang Tianxing in a daze. Nothing more than being sad than death. She had lost Yang Tianxing and could not raise any interest in anyone.

On the contrary, Ao Long and Hong Hu, two people who did not know Zhu Feng, couldn't help but look at this uninvited guest. In the eyes of the two, this red-haired girl undoubtedly had a different temperament than any woman. She was more like an illusory and unrealistic existence, with a sense of mystery that was hard to see through, and an urge to make people unable to wait to discover this sense of mystery.

Especially after seeing Xun Leiji and Liu Qingmei actually bow to this girl, the doubts on Ao Long and Honghu's faces became even stronger. Ao Long, who knew the official title system of the Immortal World, immediately thought that this girl was also an immortal clan, and had a high status in the Immortal World. Those who could withstand the Star Lord's salute were either the True Lord or the Three Emperors. Obviously, this girl was the True Lord of the Immortal World, but they did not expect that there was a woman who looked so young and beautiful among the eight famous Immortal World.

Because the other party's origin is unknown and the other party is a member of the immortal clan, Ao Long couldn't help clenching his fists and showed a look of alertness.

Zhu Feng looked at Yang Tianxing calmly, and a faint sadness appeared in her deep beautiful eyes. The sunlight shone on her fiery red hair, as if it was a ball of beating flames.

"He is not dead yet." Zhu Feng suddenly whispered in a low voice after a long silence. There was a hint of surprise in her voice.

"What did you say?" Bai Susu was speaking. She turned her head and looked at Zhu Feng in disbelief as if she was electrocuted. A trace of color appeared in her empty eyes.

The others also looked at Zhu Feng in surprise. This girl full of mystery spoke amazingly, and after only observing for a while, she overturned Wei Qing's conclusion in one fell swoop. Everyone couldn't believe it because they knew that Wei Qing would never lie to them, and there was no need for this. If they were asked to choose between Wei Qing and Zhu Feng, they would believe Wei Qing without hesitation. After all, Wei Qing's authority is much greater, but their mood is very complicated at the moment. They would rather believe what Zhu Feng said, even if it was a beautiful lie.

Zhu Feng did not answer Bai Susu directly, but unexpectedly let out a long breath, stretched out his slender and slender left hand and gently stroked his tall chest, then showed an incredible smile, saying, "He is not completely dead, at least his soul is still there."

Seeing everyone's expression of confusion, Zhu Feng continued to explain: "That is to say, although his life has disappeared, his will is still there."

When she saw everyone showing a look of "how do you know" again, her pretty face turned red, but she instantly returned to calm. After a long time, Fang whispered: "You may not understand, but please believe me, Tianxing is still saved."

Everyone finally heard this sentence clearly, and everyone showed ecstasy. No one doubted the authenticity of her sentence anymore. As long as they heard that Yang Tianxing was still saved, they felt that it was a gift from God.

Ao Long rubbed his hands excitedly. His dark old face turned red due to excessive excitement. He suddenly bowed deeply to Zhu Feng and said respectfully: "I would like to ask the great immortal to save my brother's life. Ao is willing to pay any price." He said this very firmly and seriously, and no one would doubt the truth of his words.

Before Zhu Feng could speak, Bai Susu drifted to Zhu Feng like the wind, grabbed her clothes, wiped the tears on her pretty face randomly, and said, "Sister Feng, please save the heavens."

Although I didn't say it directly, Xun Leiji, Liu Qingmei and Honghu's faces stated everything.

Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes swept across everyone one by one, and finally fell on Yang Tianxing, but there was no other look.

Everyone shut up their mouths with tactfulness. They knew that the only hope of saving Yang Tianxing was this mysterious true king, so they did not dare to interrupt Zhu Feng's thoughts.

As time passed by bit by bit, everyone's hearts also tightened little by little. Seeing Zhu Feng frowning and thinking hard, everyone saw it and was anxious in their hearts. Waiting is hard, especially when waiting for such an important answer, it seems even more cruel.

The glow of the sky fire shone on Zhu Fengru's pretty face, the faint eyebrows that entered his temples, the clear eyes, and the rosy cherry lips under his small and beautiful nose all looked so holy and beautiful. The deep and beautiful eyes that were as deep as the sea were shining with the wisdom of ancient philosophers, and the soft and boneless body seemed to be swaying with the wind.

After a long time, under the eager eyes of everyone, Zhu Feng slowly passed by his pretty face, with a hint of doubt.

"How is it?" Bai Susu asked nervously, and she saw a trace of uneasiness in Zhu Feng's face.

Zhu Feng glanced at her and said in confusion: "It's strange that Tianxing's soul seems to be being swallowed by some kind of force. In less than half an hour, his soul will disappear."
Chapter completed!