The light shield in the sky was broken, and the fall of the three seniors made everyone in Qianli Peak look desperate. Some timid guy even knelt down crying and begged for Yuan Qingming in the air.

Yuan Yong stood there, looking at Yuan Qingming, who seemed to be evil in the sky, and finally woke up at this moment:

Is this my master?

He fought for Laoshan, and I was lucky, but in the end I had nothing to do and became enemies with my former friends.

Yuan Yong finally figured it out that this was not the result he wanted.

"Laoshan, let's destroy it!"

The lightning fell and gathered into everyone's pupils into a light spot. As long as this light spot fell, the entire Qianli Peak would be destroyed in this moment!

"Xuanwu!"

But at this moment, the Xuanwu tortoise shell suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the lightning!

"What?!"

Yuan Qingming's expression changed and he looked down. Yuan Xiao and Jiang Wujue were frantically sending the spiritual energy in their bodies to Fatty Du's body!

At this time, Yuan Qingming's body had dissipated. If he didn't take any ruthless measures, he might be dead and Qianli Peak is still there!

"Overbial power, let me break it!"

Yuan Qingming raised his hand and pressed it down hard. The black light of the black turtle shell suddenly dimmed a lot. The three of them looked pale and they were about to be unable to hold on.

"Senior brother, I'll help too!"

At this time, Yuan Yong suddenly appeared and sent the spiritual energy in his body without reservation.

Yuan Xiao looked at Yuan Yong with emotion: "Junior brother, you finally turned around."

Yuan Yong nodded gently: "I owe you my senior brother, I will pay it back from today."

"I'll help, too!"

"I'll come too!"

"Senior brother, hold on!"

With Yuan Yong taking the lead, Laoshan disciples who were hiding in the corner waiting to die, all joined forces and stood behind Fatty Du one after another. The huge spiritual power made the originally dim Xuanwu tortoise shell gradually brighten!

Yuan Qingming's body had dissipated to his chest. At this moment, he was really anxious!

Thunder lights hit the Xuanwu tortoise shell one after another, and the disciples of Laoshan fell one after another. Finally, when the eighth lightning fell, the Xuanwu tortoise shell was also broken!

"puff!"

The three people at the front couldn't help but vomit blood and all fell to the ground.

"Haha, now, let me see who can stop me! Laoshan, go to death!"

Yuan Qingming gathered all his strength, with only one head left in the air, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

The gods and demons in the sky burst out with a terrifying momentum, and a lightning that was thicker than all the previous lightning fell down in vain!

"And me!"

At this moment, Yuan Xinyi, in a white robe, finally returned to the battlefield. The whisk in his hand gently raised, and the lightning light descended from the gods and demons star plate was absorbed by him alone!

"Yuan Xinyi!"

Yuan Qingming screamed in a sharp voice: "Although I am dead, you can't live if you block the lightning alone! I, Yuan Qingming, will be worth it in this life!"

Yuan Xinyi said lightly: "Do you live to overthrow me in this life? How sad, how sad!"

Yuan Qingming wanted to say something, but his head had begun to dissipate. His mouth, his nose, his eyes, and finally a strand of hair on the top of his head gradually dissipated under the chart of gods and demons...

The stars drifted with the wind, like a Milky Way rising straight into the nine heavens.

Everyone looked at this scene with no faith. The elderly body carried the entire starry sky for them like Pangu, so that the entire Laoshan Mountain would survive!

"Long live the big real person...!"

"Long live the great real person!"

The disciples of Laoshan could not help but cheer!

Yuan Xinyi smiled lightly and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. His body fell from the sky like an intermittent kite!

"Master!"

Yuan Xiao hurried forward and steadily caught Yuan Xinyi.

The disciples of Laoshan surrounded Yuan Xinyi. Yuan Xinyi's face was bloodless, but there was a smile on his lips: "Yuan Xiao, you performed well today."

"Master... are you okay?" Yuan Xiao said, holding back his tears.

"This Shabi...ah!"

Zhang Daofeng and the other two came to the air and fell beside Yuan Xinyi, with sadness in their eyes: "Your nickname is really not Bai Qi, you are just a Shabi."

Yuan Xinyi smiled and said, "Nanfeng, if there is a Yuan Qingming appearing on Longhu Mountain one day, how dare you say your choice is different from mine?"

"I..." Zhang Daofeng opened his mouth, so bitter that he could not defend himself.

Zhang Quan's appearance in his mind involuntarily.

"Okay, OK, although I will definitely die, there are still a few days left to breathe. It's too early for you to be sad now, right?" Yuan Xinyi said, "In these days, I'll give me some time to arrange my funeral and entrust Laoshan to Yuan Xiao."

Yuan Xiao lowered his head and said, "Master, I don't want to be the real person in Laoshan, I just want to be your disciple."

"Silly disciple," said Yuan Xinyi, "Master is not talented, cannot enter the fairyland, and cannot seek immortality. Since a person has died, why not sing and leave? Today, Laoshan has been united for a hundred years. Master can see this scene without regrets! And you have died for Laoshan today, everyone sees it, and no one is more suitable to take this position than you."

“Master…”

"Big Real Person..."

Above Qianli Peak, there was a mess. Yuan Xinyi fell among the crowd, looking up at the gradually dissipating gods and demons.

After years of this, the four-person group is no longer complete.

Laoshan...the new real person finally welcomes.

...

That night, unlike the night sky brought by the gods and demons, the sky of Laoshan seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and the starlight became a little blurred.

In a small courtyard on Qianli Peak, Yan Ning was lying quietly on the bed. He had not been able to wake up since he was under Yuan Qingming's slaying curse yesterday, but Zhang Daofeng had already checked him. His body was not seriously injured and he would soon wake up.

Yan Ning had a warm smile on his face, as if he had seen Zhuang Xiaoya returning in his dream.

Suddenly, the wooden window was pushed open, and a black figure flashed by, climbed up the beam of the house, and carefully observed Yan Ning below.

After confirming that Yan Ning was still in a coma, the man quietly jumped off the beam, landed on the ground, and walked towards Yan Ning.

"Yan Ning, you are kind to us in Laoshan, but I am very sorry. I still have to attack you..."

After this man finished speaking, a bright dagger appeared in his hand. He knew that piercing Yan Ning's heart was useless. There was a complex formation on the dagger. As long as the dagger pierced the back of Yan Ning's head and destroyed Yan Ning's purple palace, Yan Ning would definitely lose his soul. Even if he was a demon, he would be powerless to restore the world!

"I'm sorry!"
Chapter completed!