Huang Fu qingjue lost his vitality even after several fierce struggles. However, there was no difference in his beautiful face of night song, even no sweat.
Ling Chuxi faintly understood that, just like this strange spirit beast which was made of several kinds of spirit animal's body, the night song sound not only replaced the arms with the sharp claws of the spirit animal, but also possessed some abilities of the spirit animal. The endurance of the night song was far better than that of the human master, even a little stronger than the original spirit beast.
Although her strength is no better than Huangfu qingjue, and this spirit animal is no better than Ling Chuxi, with the same strong vitality and endurance as shengjialongxi, he and huangfuqing will be dragged to death sooner or later.
As a matter of fact, Ling Chuxi is about to be dragged down. She uses the sword of the way of heaven again and again. Her vitality has already been weak, but relying on the support of her will, her cold sweat also drops down her forehead.
"Give up. You can't make it. With your qualifications, you only need one person's blood essence to help me step into the realm of dignity. As long as you keep one person, I can let go of another person and never be an enemy to him again. " At this time, however, the night song stopped and said quietly.
Seeing that Ling Chuxi and Huangfu qingjue are fighting against each other, even though they know that they are invincible, they still refuse to escape alone. Suddenly, there is a touch in her heart. In front of her, she once again sees her beautiful face which has been gone for hundreds of years.
If it was him, I would not abandon him even though I knew I would die.
"Chuxi, you go!" Huangfu Qing never hesitated to say.
"No!" Ling Chuxi stood with his sword and leaned against his back.
"It's also true. Since the two love each other and help each other, how can they let him (her) escape alone? Well, I'd better help you. If you can't go to the old age together, it's a kind of happiness to go with you. " Night song murmured to himself, eyes suddenly kill a Sheng, Qingxiao a sound, such as ghosts flying toward two people.
Daodaosen's cold chill came to her face. Ling Chuxi knew that she had not tried her best just now, which was her strongest attack. But she and Huangfu qingjue have lost their vitality. How can they resist the full force of the night song.
"Stop it!" At this time, a sigh sounded behind him, and an old woman with a rickety figure appeared behind him.
"It's you!" The voice of the night song was shocked and stopped.
"Is it you?" Ling Chuxi also exclaimed.
The old woman in front of her was the original owner of phantom spirit bug. At first, people in a town at the foot of Yunling mountain were hurt by her phantom spirit insect. Fortunately, Ling Chuxi saved some of them. However, Ling Chuxi also completely angered her. The puppet man behind her was even more powerful.
If it was not the critical moment, the man seemed to recover a trace of sanity and persuade her to stop, Ling Chuxi would be doomed. The vast expanse of the sky, Ling Chuxi thought that he would never have a chance to meet again in his life, but he did not expect to meet again in this situation.
"You're not dead yet!" Looking at the old woman, the night song sound's face no longer has the previous charming smile, a face hostile said.
"After all these years, do you still hate me?" There was a touch of sadness in the old woman's voice. Ling Chuxi remembers that her name is Wanxi, which seems to be totally inconsistent with her appearance. However, this is normal. When someone is not old, he can't change his name when he is old.
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