Tianxun mountain range.

Xuanbing immortal decisively fulfilled the order of Linghan palace master, and gave the ultimatum of the last half an hour to the demon clan.

That is, after the demon clan received the news, they contacted the original butterfly and asked him to come back.

Although Linghan palace has set up an array inside and outside the Tianxun mountain range to prohibit the emergence of all spatial fluctuations.

But obviously, they can't stop the butterfly that can shuttle between the two realms.

"Gather all the members of the same clan. Now my accomplishments are limited, and the passage between the two realms can only last for ten minutes."

As soon as he got back to the skeleton hall, the boy said to the demon emperors.

This speech, all demon emperors all excitedly responded to him.

Just listen to this meaning, they already know that this plan is a success!

Soon after the boy came back, the front of the whole demon clan began to shrink towards the interior.

The friar of Linghan palace didn't think much, just thought that the demon clan was preparing for the final battle.

Now, there are tens of thousands of demons in the whole Tianxun mountains!

However, although there are many, when all of them are gathered together, they only occupy the range of this square and circle.

"What are the demons doing? When they are so concentrated, they are not afraid to hurt their fellow clans when they really fight? "

On the top of the mountain in the distance, several real people of Linghan palace gathered together, one by one with a puzzled color.

All of a sudden, the immortal xuanbing's eyes and eyes were frozen, and a kind of worst possibility rose in his heart.

"Come on! Attack all, don't give the demon clan time to prepare! "

At this moment, xuanbing suddenly cheered.

All the real people listened to the sudden cry of xuanbing, and they were all confused.

But in the end, immortal xuanbing was the commander of this battle. Almost as soon as immortal xuanbing gave the order, they immediately began to take action.

What Linghan palace sent this time is all elite of the sect, and the speed of action is very fast.

After xuanbing's voice fell, in less than ten minutes, they all drove to the center of Tianxun mountain.

Boom!

However, at that moment, a shock wave visible to the naked eye came out from the skeleton hall in the middle of the mountain range that day.

The whole skeleton hall was shattered by the shock wave at this moment.

All the friars who were about to move forward stopped their bodies. This sudden fluctuation was too strong.

Out of the Friar's instinct, all of us stopped at this moment.

At the same time, the bright sky suddenly darkened at this moment.

A huge black hole with a diameter of at least 100 meters suddenly appeared on the original position of the skull hall!

The black hole seems to have a very strong suction. Everything around it, even light, is constantly being sucked in!

Those gathered together demon clan, also all after getting the order, excited did not resist this suction, was sucked into the black hole.

All the real people in Linghan palace were in the same place, and no one dared to step forward.

With their own cultivation in the purple mansion, they can clearly perceive that the suction from the black hole is absolutely irresistible to them nearby.

Rashly forward, there is only one consequence, that is to be inhaled into the black hole, into the demon world!

A monk appears in the demon world. Even if he is in the purple mansion, it won't be long before he dies.

As a result, the elite of the whole Linghan palace is now stagnant in the air, and no one comes forward. They can only watch the black hole continuously inhale the demon people.

This black hole doesn't last long.

Just as the butterfly boy said, the whole black hole was spinning slowly and disappeared in the sky after only ten breath.

Only the mess of the ground seemed to tell what had just happened.

"All... All gone?"

"Just now, is that the demon world passage?"

"Well... What shall we do next?"

For a moment, Rao Shi was a real person in ZiFuJing, and all the people in linghangong didn't know what to do next.

So they all focused on the immortal xuanbing, waiting for his order.

In order to stabilize people's bodies, xuanbing never told them that Linghan essence had been taken away by the demon clan.

At the moment, everyone is confused, only xuanbing real man is full of despair.

He clearly knew that the orthodoxy of Linghan palace was broken!

And the culprit of all this, Li Zhe, is also sitting in the snow, with the same face of despair.

Yujing bottle was put in front of him by Li Zhe, but after it was taken out by Li Zhe, there was no movement.

However, it is this calm that makes Li Zhe feel helpless.

In the end, this jade vase is also an immortal tool. It's not expected that I can't communicate with it because I haven't risen yet.

But, in this case, I'm afraid my life will come to an end.

"Hoo..."

After a while, Li zhechang breathed a sigh of relief and put the Yujing bottle and the Dharma swallowing sword in his storage bag.

At the moment, the blood of the cold poison has occupied 90% of Li Zhe's blood.

Just as the butterfly boy said, today's Li Zhe, everything is back to normal, but it's not far from death.

He shook his head slightly and stood up slowly.

At the moment, Li Zhe was not even in the mood to take care of his broken right arm. He just walked slowly towards the East.

He didn't use any body method, just walked quietly.

Unwilling, helpless, regret

All kinds of emotions at this moment in Li Zhe's heart constantly alternating, but Li Zhe is also unable to return to heaven.

From the high altitude, a long road rarely appears in the snow in the north.

In the snow, people who walk with their feet have not appeared for a long time.

However, Li Zhe's footprints only lasted for a few minutes, which was covered by the wind and snow all over the sky. No one could detect his footprints.

He was a mortal, all the way to this point, Li Zhe has exhausted his efforts.

If you really want to say something about regret, it's not big. Li Zhe's main emotion is actually unwilling.

He was not willing to go here by himself. He was already dead.

But this is an unchangeable fact, and I can only accept it.

Putong

I don't know how far I have gone. Li Zhe suddenly feels soft at his feet and directly sits on the snow.

The snow was very deep. Just sitting down like this, the snow covered Li Zhe's forehead directly.

However, at the moment, Li Zhe is still. He is sitting in the snow with his eyes open. He can clearly feel that his breath of life is passing away at this moment.

Thinking is also slowing down at this time. It's hard for Li Zhe to think about a specific thing.

Perhaps, when it comes to the underworld, you can talk with the keeper of the gate of the underworld to see if you can let yourself go.

At the last moment, Li Zhe thought like a joke.

Then, consciousness, at this moment, becomes lax and unable to concentrate.

Heaven and earth, as if at this moment, is still.

The flying snow all over the sky, all stay in the air, the wind that has not stopped for tens of thousands of years, also stopped at this moment.

A strong breath of heaven, at this moment, appeared in this piece of heaven and earth.

It's a time for every monk.

Whenever a monk dies, heaven and earth will be still for such a moment, until the power of the road brings his spirit to the underworld.

Of course, this stop is only for the dead monk. Similarly, I'm afraid that the dead monk will not feel the instant stagnation.

Just like Li Zhe at the moment, all his thoughts have stopped, and he can't feel the power of this moment.

A ray of light, at this moment, slowly fell into the snow, on Li Zhe's body.

Li Zhe's residual spirit, at this moment, under the traction of the light, is constantly leaving the body.

However, at that moment, the storage bag, which was supposed to be static, lit up a weak but firm light.

The opening of the storage bag was also opened at this moment, and the Yujing bottle floated out of it, hovering over Li Zhe, blocking the light of the road.

If a monk can exist here, he will be able to realize that the power of the road seems to be a little afraid of the power of the jade vase!

Li Zhe's spirit, which was pulled out, was not absorbed by the power of the road at the moment, but was directly sucked into the Yujing bottle!

After Li Zhe's spirit was taken away, the jade bottle tilted slightly, from which a drop of pure liquid fell on Li Zhe's body.

In such a moment, Li Zhe had lost his right arm, but his right arm grew slowly.

At the same time, all the injuries in his body are constantly recovering.

And the cold poison blood of that spirit, is also an instant to disperse, everything has returned to normal!

It was at this time that the Yujing bottle floated slowly down again and returned to Li Zhe's storage bag.

With the Yujing bottle returning to the storage bag, all the static things return to their original state in this instant. Li Zhe's body is covered with snow.

No breath, no one will notice, here lay a body without spirit.

And this body has absorbed the breath of the cold, but it is not afraid of the cold, will not be hurt by the cold, just lying quietly in the snow