Mu Qingxiao felt cool all over his body, which made his soul tremble. He immediately opened his eyes and looked up. The pink beads in yin-yang jade had been suspended on his head.

"Long er..."

Fuzzy thinking gradually restored a trace of Qingming. Mu Qingxiao looked at the floating beads on his head, and endless tenderness appeared in his eyes.

After the lonely and crazy state just now, seeing the movement of the round beads left by Long'er, mu Qingxiao's excitement was unspeakable, just like the lively Long'er appeared in front of him.

The dragon ball is suspended on mu Qingxiao's head, emitting a milky halo and ripples in the surrounding space.

Although his mind has recovered a trace of clarity, his body is on the verge of death and can't move at all,

Just when mu Qingxiao was full of hope, the Milky halo suddenly dissipated, and the pink ball returned to the yin-yang jade again, with a much darker color.

At the moment when the Milky halo disappeared, jiuxiao liuliyan lost its suppression and rushed up. In an instant, more powerful energy broke out, and the temperature reached an unprecedented height.

Only the surrounding soil and gravel melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under jiuxiao glazed Yan's package, mu Qingxiao's face looked a little purple because it was swollen red. The surface skin was devastated. Even on the body surface, it had an extremely terrible temperature.

Mu Qingxiao had mastered jiuxiao liuliyan, but somehow, the flame that had not hurt him became so fierce when he got out of control.

Due to the dragon ball, the yin-yang aura in the body has recovered a lot, but if it continues like this, sooner or later I will turn into powder and float away with the wind.

Even if he didn't die now, mu Qingxiao was tortured to death. At the moment, not only the surface of the skin, but also the meridians and organs inside the body began to burn.

Even, he could clearly realize that the blood in his body was evaporating, and the meridians were gradually distorted and disordered under the terrible temperature.

"Creak......"

With the passage of time, the bones around the body also felt burning, followed by an unbearable groan.

"Boom......"

Finally, the Yin and Yang aura was exhausted. The moment jiuxiao glazed Yan broke through the barrier, mu Qingxiao's dark hair turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind.

Without the defense of yin and Yang aura, the round beads left by Long'er have obviously reached the limit. The soul sword is useless at this time and is desperate.

At this time, he endured the pain of tearing his heart and lungs and extracted the aura in the yin-yang river boundary, but it was futile to let him operate his mind method.

Although mu Qingxiao tried his best to control jiuxiao liuliyan, it seemed to stimulate its ferocity, making it more violent and the temperature more terrible.

"... God will kill me!"

Looking at the scarred body, mu Qingxiao's mind has felt extremely tired.

Jiuxiao liuliyan didn't stop burning, but the temperature kept rising. Although his recovery speed was abnormal, it didn't help. As long as it took a moment, the flesh would dissolve

Mu Qingxiao's appearance at the moment is completely a red human body, which looks extremely penetrating. The flame temperature continues to increase, the body polished for many years also begins to appear cracks, and the golden blood is also evaporating.

In addition to the appearance, the body is miserable. The blood is decreasing, the cells are dying, the meridians are dry and disorderly twisted together, and the organs in the body are on the verge of death. If the organs were not different from ordinary people, I'm afraid they would burst.

Of course, the misery is not only that. All the aura in the yin-yang river boundary has been drained. Without the protection of the river boundary, there are also subtle cracks on the yin-yang jade.

Whether physically or mentally, mu Qingxiao's injury is not enough to describe with serious injury. His consciousness is completely vague and hazy.

It is precisely because of his hundred years of accumulation and strong enough spiritual strength that he has endured until now and experienced this hell like torture.

The residual consciousness could vaguely hear the beating sound of the heart. While jiuxiao liuliyan burned his body, he also gradually approached the heart along the meridians.

Even if you inherit the recovery ability of Phoenix metamorphosis, it can't compare with the burning speed of flame.

"Long'er, Ziyan... Xiao Yi, I really want to say goodbye."

The consciousness became weaker and weaker, and mu Qingxiao gradually stepped into the darkness. The extremely weak whisper, accompanied by the heat wave of jiuxiao glass Yan, gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the moment when mu Qingxiao's consciousness stepped into darkness, the body also completely cracked, the yin-yang jade was completely broken, and the soul sword was suspended in the air, still silent.

The golden blood evaporated completely. Only the heart radiated a golden halo and still kept the beating frequency.

"Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong...!"

Suddenly, the heart beat faster, and then another golden flame burst out of the heart.

If Mu Qingxiao is conscious, he will be able to distinguish from this kind atmosphere that this is the jiuxiao glazed Yan under his control.

At this time, in the middle of the valley, there were two golden flames suspended on a pair of dead bones. Under the burning of the flame, the surrounding space began to distort, and even cracks appeared faintly.

The crack, like a spider's web, centered on two flames, spread around.

For a moment, the two golden flames in the sky gradually turned into a lifelike Golden Phoenix. After the two Fengming, the huge body gradually shrunk.

Finally, it turned into two fist sized Jinfeng. After rotating nine times over the dead bone, the Jinfeng suddenly collided in the air and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Click, click!"

At the moment when the two Golden Phoenix disappeared, a crisp sound like broken glass came from the air

Then, the space above the dead bone gradually twisted, and countless dense columns suddenly appeared. If you observe carefully, there is a black sphere in the center of the crack.

The black sphere floats quietly over the withered bones, emitting a breath of destruction.

"Boom!"

The smell of the black sphere became more and more terrible. A dark cloud appeared in the sky without warning, which directly shrouded the small town of Sanghai. The thunder rolled in the dark cloud, just like a thunder snake swimming around. The momentum was terrible!

In the middle of the small town of Sanghai, there was a purple shadow in the manor. Looking at the dark clouds and thunder arcs above, the beautiful eyes were full of endless worries.

On the Confucian library, a white haired old man looked at the dark clouds suddenly appearing in the sky, his eyebrows frowned tightly, and his deep eyes were full of confusion.

"It was a good day to watch the sky last night. Why did such a huge black cloud suddenly appear? It was an ominous omen."

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