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Two figures, fists facing each other!

If you don’t transform into a saint, you will have a huge anger in your eyes at this moment!

On the other side of him, the general Yan Feng had cold eyes and pale flying between the heaven and earth in the strong wind.

I can't lose...

You must not lose...!

At this moment, Yan Feng had a fainting look in his mind. The backlash brought by the sixth level of the holy realm had reached the limit he could bear.

At this moment... the battle formation has begun to backlash before it has dispersed!

In the land of the array eye, Yan Feng kept coughing and bleeding, and his whole body was already as thin as a skeleton!

His face was pale and stained with the blood he vomited!

But...he did not fall!

Because, he can't fall down yet... he wants to crush the person in front of him, he wants to... save his brother and protect his brother!

He roared to the sky, with blood intent, Yan Feng... used up his last bit of strength!

The warrior Yan Feng, with countless golden lights on his body, burst into bloom at this moment!

The originally even fist suddenly pressed down and bang!

The fist of the general Yan Feng fell into the heart of the saint who did not transform into a saint, and all the troops roared together!

There was a hint of shock in his eyes when he was not transformed into a saint. He didn't expect that Yan Feng could explode such power!

However, the figure was blown away in an instant under this punch, and at the same time, his body quickly changed back to its original state.

Boom boom boom boom!

His body fell straight from the top of the mountain into the barren mountain, splashing countless dust!

Just after this punch was shot out, the general Yan Feng turned into countless golden streams of light, and his body dissipated in an instant...

All these golden lights gathered into a purple-gold token, and the token fell into Yan Feng's arms.

But the body fell straight down from a height of thousands of feet.

At this moment, he... had no strength at all, his whole body was covered in blood, his eyes looking at the sky hazy.

On this day, the gray and fine drizzle fell from the sky, floating down, and fell on the face, with a hint of coldness.

The sound of the wind falling in my ears is howling.

call…

A wind passed by the wind, and a white wolf was shaking.

It turned into the original three feet in size, Bai Mi, and caught Yan Feng.

Feeling himself falling on the wolf's back, Yan Feng's mouth showed a smile.

"noob."

"Boy Yan, don't talk, adjust your breathing well."

Bai Mi's figure rushed towards the water in an instant, and Nezha and his men stood up at this moment.

"Xiaobai, do you know... Xueer, she is dead."

Yan Feng said softly, he never wanted to tell anyone about this, because every time he said it, his heart would be hurt once, but only Bai Mi.

This brother who came with him knew everything about his life.

Bai Mi, a trace of sadness flashed in her silver wolf eyes... No wonder when he saw Yan Feng this time, he noticed an indescribable coldness on Yan Feng.

That's...the heart is cold.

"She is right in front of me, her soul flew...scattered."

The wind was so cold that the blood from the corners of the eyes slowly slid down, flying down with the wind.

In his eyes, a woman appeared.

That woman... was smiling at herself at this moment, and that smile was beautiful and charming.

"Xue'er..."

Yan Feng's mouth slightly raised.

Bai Mi's figure fell on the water in a few breaths.

"Lord!"

Chi Qian hurriedly ran up without hesitation. Behind him, a pink peony flower that was so tall appeared.

Petals bloom one by one!

Chi Qian directly used his original essence.

"Brother Feng!"

Ao Yun stepped forward and held Yan Feng back and let him lean on him.

Yan Feng, his body was almost exhausted at this moment. Not only his body, but also his soul, the vitality in his body was passing by. Even if Chi Qian used the power of his original essence, he could not curb the slightest.

At most... I can only take another stick of incense.

"it's useless."

Yan Feng smiled at Chi Qian: "Chi Qian, although Zhi Mo is usually cold to you, you and I know... He cares about you."

Chi Qian, listening to this, felt the vitality in Yan Feng's body passing away. He nodded desperately, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Nezha and Lu Dongbin, who were beside each other, couldn't bear to look at them any longer, and their faces were filled with sadness.

They are not ordinary people, so naturally they can see that Yan Feng at this moment... has arrived at the place where the oil lamp is gone, and it is almost impossible to turn the world back!

The power of the battle formation is too great.

Yan Feng... After all, he only has the peak spiritual realm cultivation level. Not to mention Yan Feng, even the peak of the three of them, they will definitely not be able to survive after this.

Yan Feng turned his head slightly and looked at the little dragon girl behind Ao Zhan.

Xiaolongnu was not timid at this moment, but looked at Yan Feng, and there was doubt on her tender face. She seemed to know this person.

Looking at Xiaolongnu, Yan Feng had a smile on his face, and then he turned around.

My body was half lying on the water surface, and the ripples turned into circles under my body.

"Boy Yan, what are you saying? Bless me with a heart."

Above the sky, a giant bird suddenly descended and turned into a human form, it was Jiuye.

"Jiu Master."

Yan Feng smiled slightly: "I think you're still a bird that makes me nostalgic."

These words were originally a little funny, but... no one could laugh anymore.

The sound of stepping on the water surface, Bai Mi turned into a little wolf at this moment and slowly walked to Yan Feng's side.

"noob…"

Yan Feng looked at Xiaobai who looked like this and couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Bai Mi.

Bai Mi pounced beside Yan Feng's left hand and gently knocked her forehead on the back of Yan Feng's hand.

On Bai Mi's body, a faint white light lit up.

Yan Feng's back of his hand, a wolf's head mark, slowly formed.

Once again... Bai Mi recognized Yan Feng as the main focus.

Yan Feng looked at the wolf head mark on the back of his hand, looked at the sky with a smile, closed his eyes slightly, and at this moment... In his heartstrings, all the enslaved people with the Ghost Skills, whether it is black and white impermanence, cow head and horse face, or hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers in the underworld.

At this moment... all the heartstrings dissipated in an instant!

At this moment, these people regained their own freedom.

If he dies, these people will be dissipated.

Yan Feng doesn't want these people to be buried with him.

"Xiaobai, promise me something."

The sound became weaker and weaker, and the breath of the wind began to dissipate between the world.

Chi Qian was standing by, tears rushing, and the peony flowers behind him had already bloomed to the extreme, with petals surrounding Yan Feng, but despite this... they still couldn't stop the passing of vitality.

The little white wolf lay on Yan Feng's shoulder and made a sob sound, revealing sadness.

"Help me... take good care of Yuyan."
Chapter completed!