"Why?"

he asked painfully.

However, no one answered him. The moment he asked the last sentence, the remaining strength in this half of his body completely flowed away, and then his body shattered like sand and turned into a pile of blue-black.

of ashes.

The blank-minded red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain stepped on this pile of ashes.

Ni Henian raised his head at this time.

White ice and snow appeared on the cracks on his body that looked like being cut by a sharp sword. He finally suppressed the collapsing vitality in his body and stopped the disintegration of his body. He could still fight.

However, at this moment, an unusually stubborn figure and an unusually beautiful figure appeared in front of him.

A clear voice sounded, just like in the deep alleys of Zhongzhou City, nightingales were murmuring cheerfully, flowers were exuding their fragrance, and a wealthy man put down his wine bottle and flicked the blade of his knife with his fingers.

Suddenly there were many slight clicking sounds in the ice and snow in the many cracks on Ni Henian's body.

His expression changed drastically.

At the moment when he wanted to move forward, his expression changed drastically and he had to stop again.

A thick black mist enveloped him.

Countless tiny sounds sounded, as if there were countless snakes swimming underground.

Ni Henian is very familiar with this kind of voice. He knows what kind of method this is from the dark priest. The soul power in his body is still not comparable to that of the two young female students from Qingluan. However, at this time, Nightingale taught Qin Xiyue

The method of sonic vibration is the nemesis of his body at this moment.

He must control the fragmentation and spread of the soul power in his body, he cannot move.

He felt endless sorrow.

The final end of his life that he wanted was not like this. He should end at the most glorious moment, defeating the general and the highest being in Purgatory Mountain.

However, he became a great saint master who had almost no chance to make a move and was about to die.

In this endless sorrow, he thought of Lin Xi's words again, and he thought of the powerful practitioner named Yun Qin who had taught him or was his enemy. But in the end, he

But he still died at the hands of these disciples of practitioners.

Success is attributed to Qin, and failure is attributed to Qin.

Ni Henian let out a loud roar unwillingly and took a step forward.

Countless metal whips emerged from the ground and pierced his body.

His body also disintegrated at the same time, turning into countless ice shards that flew away.

The tiniest particles in the ice slag melted into tiny water droplets, and were broken into finer pieces by the collision of vitality. Under the bright sunlight, a beautiful rainbow appeared in front of the mountain road of Qianye Pass.
Chapter completed!