Opening Era

Chapter 17; Death, that moment! Life, the magic flame is huge!

Fang Wanqing, Zhang Ziyang and cockroach Xiaoming entered the secret room one after another. When they saw a blood stain on Han Bai's chest, a strange arrow was inserted in the heart of his chest, which was heartbroken.

In just a few seconds, Xiaoming, a cockroach the size of a "basin", shrank sharply and fell to the ground with a shrinking expression. He signed a soul redemption with Han Bai, and the master died!

The dazzling black light burst out from Han Bai's chest, and the evil breath swept out. The five night forks on the wall seemed to touch the nemesis, and there was no movement at all. Sima Qingqiu and the evil-eyed Longzun stopped very tacitly and looked at the direction of Han Bai with a wary face. The whole secret room was quiet, and the crazy smile of the western enemy suddenly became particularly harsh.

Finally, when Han Bai's eyes were completely closed and his whole body was full of vitality, he fell straight to the ground. Fang Wanqing shouted heartbreakingly and fainted in the arms of Zhang Ziyang, who was at a loss. Hearing the Xifeng enemy burst into a burst of laughter, he half squatted beside Han Bai, stretched out his right hand and trembling from Han Bai's bloody chest, and took out the demon arrow. Under everyone's unbelievable eyes, he suddenly pierced into his chest. The whole scene was extremely bloody.

"Quick... Stop him... This is the Dead Sacrifice... He wants to be in the dead world... The endorsement in the human world... People..."

A weak voice wandered in the secret room, and saw the female assassin of Yunzong, who had been stunned by Han Bai's knife, wake up and turned around. Because of the excessive bloody scene, she overturned the river in her stomach and said intermittently, but Sima Zhiqiu and the evil-eyed Long Zun still heard clearly.

"Kill!"

After all, he was responsible for the destruction of human beings. Sima Qingqiu put down the evil-eyed dragon and patted the west wind enemy with a water palm. For this apprentice who had become a puppet, he felt very ashamed of face and could clean up the door by himself. It was really good.

"Evil Fire!"

The evil-eyed dragon sacrificed the immortal soul, and an evil fire rushed over. Now he is not manipulated by the heart demons, and the same rise and fall of all mankind is also carried on him.

hou~

The sudden change

The evil-eyed dragon's body suddenly became extremely stiff, and the immortal soul dissipated in the air, and the evil underworld fire lost control, since it rushed to Sima's hatred and water palm.

"No one, are you going to betray all mankind!" Sima Qingqiu's unwavered heart finally rose up and glared at the evil-eyed dragon master. The latter's face was sometimes ferocious, sometimes roaring, and the shape of an abyss demon appeared faintly on him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Sima's hatred suddenly turned his mind. A possibility emerged in his mind that the evil-eyed dragon was fighting for physical control with the uncontrolled evil soul in his body!

His eyes wandered on the west wind enemy and the evil-eyed dragon. Sima Qingqiu suddenly remembered that there was still an unfinished battle with the latter. He made up his mind and decided to help the evil-eyed dragon get rid of the incompetence prohibition and clean up the door.

"Sima's hatred, if you dare to intervene, I will never die with you..."

"Xiao Ming... Xiaoming... My child, if you support me, Dad will come to save you right away, roar~"

The evil-eyed dragon stood still, and suddenly appeared on his head that the evil-eyed Tyrannosaurus beast roared up to the sky, and suddenly condensed the resentful eyes of the abyss demon.

"The water is exquisite, the water is beautiful, and the magic barrier is faded!"

Sima Qingqiu's hands were imprinted, and his spiritual power surged out of the sea of self-knowledge. The power of the field absorbed water elements around his body, refined them, and turned into a silky crystal fog, shrouded in the body of the evil-eyed dragon. With the help of Sima Qingqiu, coupled with the love of the evil-eyed tyrannosaurus beast, since the evil soul was suppressed for a moment, wisps of black gas overflowed from the evil-eyed dragon, and the condensed abyss demon kept roaring.

In the corner of the secret room, Zhang Ziyang clenched his fists and stared at the western enemy who was "self-abuse" coldly. If he hadn't promised Han Bai to take good care of Fang Wanqing's safety, he would have rushed over now. Now that the request was Han Bai's instructions before his death, Zhang Ziyang did not dare to be careless and waited for Fang Wanqing to wake up. Come here and take her out of this damn place and look for revenge on the enemy of the west wind.

"Han Bai, Han Bai is dead..."

After waking up, Fang Wanqing saw Han Bai falling into a pool of blood not far away, and her eyes were full of dead silence. Trembling and getting up, Fang Wanqing was about to walk towards Han Bai, but he was pulled by Zhang Ziyang and tried his best to drop his hand from his arm. With a sad smile, Zhang Ziyang saw her painful appearance and suddenly remembered the scene of his closest person dying at the feet of a foreign beast. At that time, he was as painful as Fang Wanqing.

When she came to Han Bai, Fang Wanqing knelt down and held him tightly in her arms. The man who once gave her a sense of security was now cold, and finally tears fell uncontrollably.

"Han Bai, I like you. Do you remember the song you ordered for me when we first met?"

"Han Bai, I like you. Do you remember your evil smile on our first date?"

"Han Bai, I like you. Do you remember our first adventure? Did you shield me from the wind and rain?"

"Han Bai, if there is an afterlife, I hope to know you, but you can only love me in your heart, okay?"

Fang Wanqing muttered and gently stroked the familiar face. She really wanted to go back to the scene where she met Han Bai for the first time.

He took off the wind ring in his hand and gently put it on the ring finger of Han Bai's left hand. Fang Wanqing held up the thunder beast king crystal nucleus hanging around his neck and smiled with tears.

"I am willing to use my life to pray to the great creation God and sacrifice my own soul in exchange for the resurrection of life in front of me. The source of life!"

The source of life, the high-level second-level power combat skill, is the treasure accidentally obtained by the ancestors of the Fang family. Only men and women who are simple in heart and retain their virginity can use it. It is an extremely rare and powerful combat skill to sacrifice your own soul in exchange for a short-term immortal power, or to save a creature whose soul is still alive.

The holy white light emerged from Fang Wanqing's hands, restoring Han Bai's vitality, and his face gradually turned pale. When he saw the familiar face slowly regained his vitality, Fang Wanqing smiled sweetly.

"Han Bai hopes you can remember that there was a girl who loved you deeply. Her name is Fang Wanqing." He lowered his head and gently kissed Han Bai's lips. Fang Wanqing's eyes were full of nostalgia.

....

The whole secret room was full of all kinds of noise. In the hazy, Han Bai had a long dream. He dreamed of his secret love for his girlfriend, and the sweet time when they were young. As soon as the picture turned, Shen Bingyan with a happy face snuggled up in her arms. The two sat in the sea of flowers and smelled the faint fragrance. The sun on their heads shone warmly on their bodies, and their hearts were peaceful. Fang Wanqing, dressed in a small black tight vest, outlines her perfect figure exquisitely, pink miniskirt, black stockings, crystal high heels, a sweet smile on her face, her favorite lollipop in her mouth, and looked at Han Bai affectionately.

Suddenly, the picture was suddenly broken, and the sunny day was shrouded in rolling dark clouds. Shen Bingyan ruthlessly left her side and moved towards the west wind enemy with a crazy smile. Fatty Wang looked at himself arrogantly, with more than a dozen puppy legs behind him, holding his bones with a ferocious smile. The object he secretly fell in love with when he was a child, sneered in his greasy arms.

"Han Bai, whether you are old, sick or dead, I am willing to accompany you."

There was a familiar voice in his ears, and the picture in Han Bai's eyes was that Fang Wanqing came to the church and knelt down sincerely in front of the statue of God Jesus and prayed.

Sometimes true love is often around him, but it is ignored as a joke. Han Bai laughed at himself and laughed at his previous childishness.

"Wanqing, wait for me! I can definitely give you happiness."

....

In the secret room, a holy white light gushed out of Fang Wanqing's body and poured into the extinct Han Bai's body. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the rolled skin and flesh in front of his chest was rapidly recovering. The pierced heart slowly repaired itself and slowly recovered and beat.

In Han Bai's sea of knowledge, the mysterious and cold breath quietly wandered around his limbs and bones, restoring his serious injury. A silent thunderstorm in his body restored his vitality, turning faster and faster, stretching the meridians that had contracted because of vitality.

Han Bai, with his eyes still closed, suddenly his fingers twitched slightly. Xiaoming, a cockroach with eight forked eyes not far away, and the tentacles on his head gradually swayed.

"I, I'm not dead?"

Han Bai suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed his swollen temples and muttered to himself, with confusion in his eyes.

"Wan, Wanqing..."

Looking around, Han Bai found Fang Wanqing falling beside him with a faint smile on his face, as if he had fallen asleep.

When his mind moved, Han Bai thought of a possibility that his heart suddenly contracted and quickly held Fang Wanqing from the cold ground in his arms. When his fingers trembled and stretched out to the tip of her nose without a trace of breathing.

"Wanqing!"

Han Bai's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and roared. At that moment, the strange power of the demon corpse in his body attracted thunder, and the power of immortal wind and cloud body skills suddenly broke out, and the sound waves stirred in the secret room, shocking the world.

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"Hahaha... Human world, human world, what a beautiful world, one day, will be eternal dominated by me!"

The blood-stained west wind enemy laughed ferociously. On his chest, the demon arrow was completely integrated into his body, from the unique breath of the undead world, bursting.

Outside the zombie cave, over the whole thunderplain, dark clouds rolled and the magic flames were high.

The nearest Tianwu City, a human being who is busy rebuilding their homes, looked at the vision of the sky in horror, and turned to run towards Tianwu College.

A figure rushed out of the newly repaired and restored Tianwu College, and the vast light fell from the sky, covering the area hundreds of miles. The wind old man was still the retro robe, and he was alert to the surging dark clouds in the sky.

Boom~

A strong white beam of light, mixed with an unknown energy, breaks through the dark clouds like Optimus Prime and hits the zombie hole.

In the general's cave, hundreds of corpse kings jumped out of their coffins and roared uneasily. They felt that a kind of energy that could destroy themselves was rapidly attacking.

The mysterious general's coffin trembled slightly, and the domineering spirit rose to the sky and turned into a fist shadow, directly bombard the white beam of light, silenced, and the hundred miles of space was sharply twisted, resulting in dark cracks, absorbing all the overflowing energy and disappearing.

"Haha~ In the Holy Spirit world, in the Holy Spirit world, you guys who regard themselves very highly can't imagine that there is still a human world that can resist the disaster against the gods. God helps me, God helps me in the world of the dead. When I regain my strength, I will definitely kill you all for nine days and kill you one by one!"

At the bottom of the zombie cave, in the secret room, the west wind enemy stretched out his finger to the sky and laughed unruly.