Kowloon pull coffin

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Just like during the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, the ancestor of Yuanfeng missed the Qilin who was desperate for her.

The love between Ali and Aofeng is a beautiful virgin.And the love between Yan Tuo and Xi He is a regret flowing in blood.

After Yan Tuo was reborn, Xihe made up his mind to confess his heart and make up for this shortcoming.

However, she is shy by nature, even when the two of them are alone, she can't say ambiguous words, and Yan Tuo is a guy who is completely incomprehensible, and she doesn't understand a woman's mind when she wants to refuse.

Fortunately, they are very easy to satisfy, and a gentle look in their eyes becomes the theme of their love.

It wasn't until this moment, when the two of them were facing death, that Xihe realized that they had missed so much and could never make up for it.

Indulge in a deep kiss, blood mingling.

It seems to want to make up for all the regrets that were lacking in the previous life and the present life, but this is already impossible, and the evil spirits of the stars have rushed to the top of the mountain.

In any case, the white tigers cannot be allowed to obtain their creation of the world. In this case, they have only one way.

Abandoning the body, abandoning the soul, and even the will will be self-destructed.

From then on, there will be no Shishi Qilin in the sky and no more Yuanfeng on earth.All the legends about them can only become a legend...

Facing the Xingxiu evil spirit who was rushing madly and clamoring, Yan Tuo and Xihe stood up at the same time.

Shi Qilin's swordsmanship is mighty, and the sword stained with Qilin's blood is burning with flames.

Xihe has no weapons, and the blood-soaked Liuyunshuixiu is her strongest magic weapon, which can burn the soul when dancing.

"You can't die before me."

"Live for me."

The two spoke almost at the same time, saying the same thing.

"Heaven is on the left, the devil is on the right. Kill!"

"Disciple of the Demonic Dao, eternal red! Kill!"

……

There are many kinds of killing, and the most daring way of fighting is mortals.

And for those beings with powerful soul energy, abandoning their physical bodies is nothing at all, even self-destructing the porch, self-destructing the primordial spirit is nothing.

If you choose to self-destruct, and you don't even want to keep your will, who can resist such a person?

Yan Tuo and Xihe gave up any unnecessary defensive actions, and let the fangs and claws of the Xingxiu evil spirit tear their flesh, and let the blood flow freely on the Holy Demon Mountain until the blood was exhausted and the bones were turned into ashes.

I don't know how many evil spirits have been killed. After losing their bodies, the souls of Yan Tuo and Xihe are still fighting side by side with no regrets.

The burning soul is the source of their combat power.

The souls were ignited bit by bit, and the phantoms of Yan Tuo and Xi He's souls became more and more indifferent.

Once the phantom completely disappears, it will be the time for them to die.

Finally, at the last moment when the phantom completely disappeared, the two rushed towards each other.

The body is dead, and the soul will perish.

There are only two intact entrances left, which are their final sources of combat power.

The entrance of Patriarch Yuanfeng is a sea of ​​flames, while the entrance of Shi Qilin is a sea of ​​blood.The two hugged each other with the last of their spiritual thoughts, and the two entrances also began to merge at this moment.

The sea of ​​fire and the sea of ​​blood merged, and the final mirror images of Yan Tuo and Xi He merged.

The XingXiu evil spirit seemed to sense the coming crisis, and even the white tiger beast sensed the danger.

The Holy Demon Mountain began to tremble, and Aofeng, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, roared and let out a dragon cry.

"No!"

However, at this time, who can reverse the ending and give Yan Tuo and Xihe a chance?

Even if fate and heaven take action at the same time, I am afraid they will never be able to change all this.

The sea of ​​blood collapsed, and the sea of ​​fire descended.

The holy magic mountain was full of blood and burning.

At this moment, the evil spirit of endless stars remembered to flee in a hurry, but the destruction had already come.The pure flame of light is destined to burn all ghosts, and the sea of ​​blood of the blood unicorn is destined to bury everything.

With the power of the two profound entrances, Yan Tuo and Xihe burned out the most powerful army of the white tiger beast, relying on the XingXiu evil spirit.

……

Return to the ruins, not Zhoushan.

In the Hall of Valor, countless steles of heroes resonated in unison, and the entire Hall of Valor was trembling.

Without the Soul Calling Banner, I can no longer sense the energy of the Demon Dao.

However, I clearly felt that Buzhou Mountain was sloping to the southeast.

Buzhou Mountain is shaped like a long sword, which points to the way of heaven.As the mountain sloped a little bit, the long sword lost its sharpness, and the Mo Dao also lost its powerful aura.

Even when I was brutally murdered at Suzaku's entrance, there was no such sign in Buzhou Mountain.

"Jiang Xiang, what's going on?" Liu Fengshuang asked.

Before Jiang Xueyang could open his mouth, tears had already flowed down his face, and his gray hair turned into white snow.

I've never seen Xue Yang shed tears in front of people, especially on occasions where demon warriors gather.

When Yuhua returned to the ancient underworld, Mo Dao had already lost the power to kill wolves in three directions and four righteousness, and only the external skills of Yuanfeng Zulongshiqilin were left to support it.

But now, Jiang Xueyang said in front of everyone that the magic way has no external merits.

Hearing this, Ali spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and flew towards the western airspace the next moment.Ah Li's movements were extremely fast, and when he was about to leave Guixu, a big black hand stretched out from the air and grabbed her like lightning.

At the same time, the boundless night locked the entire Guixu.

He had known for a long time that Tiandao had been staring at Guixu's changes, but he didn't want to make a sudden move at this time.

"Under nightfall, they are all citizens of the Dao of Heaven. Those who submit will live, and those who disrespect will die." A grand and distant voice sounded.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Lord of Eternal Night, Son of Heaven."