The Thirty-Six Plan for Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 590 Life and Death Together

Although Leng Qingqiu is extremely powerful, out of thin air, an ancient treasure suddenly came out, which caught her off guard. After all, her experience in facing the enemy is still shallow. Obviously, there is not much way to deal with this instantaneous change. At present, the body floats back, and the sleeves are bulging like the wind. When opening and closing, there is a delicate shout in his mouth, "Break~~"

Between the waves of her hands, the sunset aegis came forward one after another to block the impact of the ancient furnace. However, in the blink of an eye, a large amount of chaotic breath gushed out like a rolling torrent in the furnace. The breath was long and long, driving the thunder bursts and rushing over with an unstoppable momentum.

The colorful stone above the ancient furnace has a very dazzling color. If you look carefully, you can see that there are dozens of small grooves on the stone, and the place where the chaotic atmosphere is extremely strong is gathered here. The chaotic atmosphere like a torrent is close to this stone. After the head, it is like being taken away from the rage, and the meek illusion is like water droplets. It flows in this groove, as if carefully cleaning the stone, and the moistened stone is also more dazzling.

With the mighty heat like a fire chariot, the sky and the earth are like turning over the river and the sea, and there is a vigorous atmosphere. The ancient magic furnace seemed to be unstoppable. After directly crushing the first sunset shield, it headed for the next shield again. Although the ancient furnace is getting more and more powerful, its momentum is overwhelming. Under a few loud rumblings, it crushed a few shields. In the blink of an eye, Leng Qingqiu's face turned red, as if to overflow blood. Her hands began to tremble a little, and her sweat dripped down. On the other hand, Zhang Chong, it is obvious that the power to stimulate this ancient furnace is far beyond what he can bear. His condition is even worse. Not only blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but also faintly there are traces of tears on his body. With his current appearance, he will be blown up in the next moment. It will not be doubtful if it is smashed. However, although Zhang Chong gasped for a heavy breath, he was still struggling to stick to it. There was a firm glory in his heart. Facing the critical moment of life and death, if only this method can be won, he will use it at all costs.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong's heart was empty, and his body and the ancient furnace seemed to melt into a whole, which was inseparable. At this time, he also found that in the battle that killed Yan Huange, he did not exert the strongest power of the ancient furnace. This furnace is full of spirituality, and almost most of the attacks launched so unscrupulously are not launched by Zhang Chong. Therefore, whether Zhang Chongxian was devoured by this ancient magic furnace or Leng Qingqiu was killed, but no one may say.

Do your best and know your destiny. Try your best until the last moment, this is Zhang Chong's idea.

The sunset shield road in front of Leng Qingqiu broke, and soon there was only the last one left, but it still couldn't stop the fierce attack of the ancient furnace. It was hit directly in front of her. The sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand was not ordinary, but the sword pointed forward, under the chaotic atmosphere spewed by the ancient furnace, However, it actually broke up, and the go of the magic furnace did not decrease, and after a while, it was about to hit the thin body of Leng Qingqiu. At this unbearable moment, Leng Qingqiu suddenly roared softly, and the wide sleeves burned like two red clouds, which was particularly eye-catching in the void. In the firelight, the cold and beautiful figure in autumn is like a phoenix, giving people a great sense of oppression, and all the runes and truths on the sunset shield are lit up, floating around the Aegis, constantly surrounding, during which the sound of chanting is loud.

Seeing Leng Qingqiu's figure burning, Zhang Chong was also shocked. The pressure on his hands suddenly increased, and the two forearms exploded in an instant, turning into a blood mist. However, under the severe pain, he remained awake enough. The nine heavenly soldiers moved with the wind, like an ice waterfall and the Milky Way was frozen, and a bunch of white light shattered and ran freely in the sky.

[Five Swords Flow~~]

In the most weak state, Lingtai Shouyi finally broke through the nine heavenly soldiers to the five swords flow again. When the nine heavenly soldiers issued this blow, they were also in the deepest part of the sword body. A warm current rushed to Zhang Chong's heart, like a bowl of hot soup in the cold winter, which made Zhang Chong's heart say. There was no sense of warmth, and his blood also boiled at this moment.

As the master of the Nine Heavenly Soldiers, you can't lose~~

Under the momentum of the waterfall, Zhang Chong's body was like a knife, emitting awe-in spirit. With the nine heavenly soldiers, he rushed forward. His right hand, under the action of chaotic breath, grew out again. After grabbing the divine soldier, he went straight ahead, in his In front of it, the ancient furnace is getting closer and closer to the cold autumn, and the cold autumn is gorgeous in the flames. The body is sometimes illusory, and the top of the sky is full of flowers.

Son of a flash, her eyes opened brightly, and her eyes were as turbulent as a river. Two dark eyes emitted lightning and roared. Her counterattack was fierce and decisive. However, Zhang Chong's momentum was gone, but it also had a kind of momentum of giving up.

Just as his sword stabbed Leng Qingqiu's body, he heard Leng Qingqiu's pain, and his eyes turned back to the original color and looked at Zhang Chong. Zhang Chong's eyes were really too familiar, which also made his heart as if something had been digested. The sword spirit instantly Dissipated, in his eyes, only this white figure stood quietly between heaven and earth.

"Qingqiu~~" Zhang shouted this sentence softly, and the pain under Zhou's body immediately attacked him, like thousands of worms, swallowing his will. His long sword fell down, but the corners of his mouth were raised gently. In the last picture he saw, the beautiful figure looked towards him. He stood with a smile, "If you die, I will never live alone~"

This is the best vow he has ever heard in his life. It is as pure as snow and transparent as ice. It has been washed away by wind and rain for thousands of years, and he travels through the white clouds. In any case, he will not destroy the beauty in his heart with his own hands. If so, it will be alive. What's the point? What's more, at the moment when the sword pierced, he suddenly found that his pure eyes were exactly the same as before.

The ancient furnace dimmed and turned into a meteor. It returned to Zhang Chong's body in a colorful way, stinging and not moving. At the same time, Leng Qingqiu's chest was also full of ups and downs. Zhang Chong's light call ignited the memory that had already been washed away in her heart. Just like peers under the wilderness, everything was so silent that she thought that the wilderness was originally unchanged. As she saw now, suddenly the flowers and flowers added countless to the wilderness. Between the color, the firefly and the flying fire, the warmth flowing in the air made her find that there were some things that could not be erased in any case.

is a thousand troubles, which can comb all the troubles in the sky and the earth, and can't be erased.

Her body was like a butterfly, she rushed forward lightly. A faint light wrapped around Zhang Chong's body and wrapped him around her. There were wisps of warmth in her cold autumn eyes. She stared at the man he had loved lightly without too much sadness, but a word was deeply rooted in her. In my heart, "If you die, I will never live alone~~"

The sky was as if it was boiling, and the breath flew crazily behind the cold autumn. The illusions kept coming out, causing the flames to keep burning. The cold autumn under the firelight, with a relenty calmness in the face. Looking at each other, the delicate hands continue to attract these breaths. Enter Zhang Zhong's body.

With her movements, Zhang Chong's body no longer trembled so violently, and most of the wounds on his body also healed, but his eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of waking up.

"I must save you~~" After saying this sentence gently, Leng Qingqiu held Zhang Chong's body and flew forward.

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Ye Zhiqiu's expression was plain. His eyes looked at the place where the stone statue of the beast god standing not far away was. Behind him, the owners of several major families followed him. As a promise, they had gathered all the beast god totems. And their hearts are also full of ups and downs and emotions. The once glorious land of the Beast God Continent has been depressed for too long, so long that the blood in their bodies seems to be quiet, and they will never learn to boil. But at present, there is an extremely opportunity to attract them, which makes them excited. At this time, they also knew how much preparation Ye Zhiqiu had made during this period of time. Everything was so orderly and without any flaws.

And the other three major forces, as previously expected, the Northern Underworld Palace was destroyed, and its forces were scattered like birds and beasts. At the end of the war, the sunset religion actually provoked the end of the war with Jiutianmen and killed the doorkeeper Chang Pengyue in one fell swoop. The three forces fought in the dark. For a moment, they forgot that there was a beast god. Lu's existence may be because they are too silent.

However, the beast god continent is destined to break out in silence~~

Ye Zhiqiu threw eight beast god totems and beast control cards into the air. While Youmei drew arcs, the sky seemed to be split, and the dazzling light shot down~~