Chapter 4887

However, they are also seriously injured. Can they block the arrow? The answer is yes.

Even if the blood tusk oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, he can't give full play to the maximum power of the magic bow, but his fingers are still the real sunset God Magic Arrow, holding the belief that the blood essence will be burned to the extreme, and its power will not be much weaker than before.

If you know you can't stop it, why do you want to die?

At the corner of his mouth, there was a sad and sad smile, and he jumped forward to the void.

Ling Chuxi and others look gloomy. This time, when they enter the void, most of their lives are hard to be saved, and the magic bow of sunset will also flow into the void. To find it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Don't even think about it.

After all his efforts, he joined hands with the magic emperor family, but in the end, it turned out that Ling Chuxi was lost.

"Go back Just then, a cold voice came from the void crack.

Ling Chuxi suddenly raised his head, the voice Is it him? Ling Chuxi's fists clenched fiercely, because of the excitement, the body was shaking slightly.

With a dull hum, he reappeared in front of him again, but he didn't come back by himself, but was thrown back.

"You, who are you?" His fingers clung to the bowstring, his eyes fixed on the cracks in the space, and his face was shocked.

"You don't remember me?" A young man with sword eyebrows and stars and a sculptural face stepped out of the void.

Although it is treading on the air, but the pace is so calm, the body is so tall and straight, like a rather unyielding gun.

"Yichen!" Ling Chuxi burst into tears.

Yes, it was Ling Yichen who appeared in front of him. He was still alive. He didn't let Ling Chuxi down. He finally came back!

Huangfuqing despaired of one of his few friends in the world. His eyes were even a little wet.

"It's you. It's you. You're not dead yet?" He said in horror.

Even in the face of the two future emperors of the two royal families of gods and demons, he was not so shocked. Even in the face of Ling Chuxi's Heavenly Sword, he was not so shocked. But now, looking at Ling Yichen, his hands clasping bowstring are shaking violently.

"Yes, I'm not dead yet. Your arrow has destroyed my meridians and Qi sea, but it has made me concentrate. Do you think I should thank you?" Ling Yi dust cold smile way, slowly stretched out the hand.

His arm seems to be no different from ordinary people, but it is suffused with a strange luster, such as rock, such as gold, giving people a sense of impregnable.

As expected, Ling Yichen was injured in the hands of GUI xueliao at the beginning. Today, Ling Yichen returns to the heaven with great accomplishment. It turns out that the first one he meets is GUI xueliao. It's a cycle of cause and effect. Good and evil are rewarded.

"Impossible, impossible." He said in disbelief.

Ling Yichen didn't talk to him at all, but when he moved his body, he attacked him. The strange light in his hand, which was like Golden Jade, flashed and released endless pressure.

"Wait, let me go, bow to you." A throb in his heart, he exclaimed.

No one can really ignore death, no matter how fierce the blood is, there is still a trace of attachment to life. Otherwise, he would explode his blood essence directly, and even the sun setting God and magic bow would explode at the same time, and he would die with Ling Chuxi and others. Why should he escape into the void?

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