"Clang"

The white cat bit it and nipped a big hole in the ground of the stone chamber.

Several wood carvings hidden here were also swallowed into their stomachs.

There are others everywhere around destroying the eyes of the Wanling Array. This formation is a temporary arrangement, and there is no real object to suppress the array, so it is not stable.

After being destroyed for most of the time, it also stopped operating.

The true energy in the array is no longer extracted, and it cannot be refined. The thin spiritual energy that already exists here also dissipates rapidly between heaven and earth under the night wind.

Zhang Lan stood in the broken stone chamber, and he could feel a gust of wind blowing rapidly, causing a whirring sound of wind, and after a few breaths, it scattered between the heaven and earth.

The wind blew up the corner of Mr. Xihua's clothes, making him sigh.

The evil formation disaster tonight and the ghost creatures are finally over.

“Meow~”

When the spiritual energy dissipated, Bai Ling'er, the demon cat squatting beside Zhang Lan like a white tiger, also made a soft and soft cry, which quickly shrank with the dissipated spiritual energy.

In the blink of an eye, he turned from a mighty monster back to an ordinary kitten.

The blood-red gueku jade in his eyes dissipated and returned to his blue pupils. The two tails behind him swayed and merged into one, but they were a little bigger.

It was like after a full meal tonight, it grew from the soft size of a palm to the size of a normal cat.

However, compared to its chubby mother of all demons, this white cat still looks like a kitten.

"Without spiritual energy, you, an unbearable cat, can't be fierce."

Zhang Lan bent down and hugged the white cat rubbing against his trouser legs in his arms. Then, he pulled out a white Juan handkerchief from his torn sleeves and wiped the snake blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand and, after eating here, the sleepy cat knocked hard on the head.

He also felt scared.

He was swallowed into his mouth by this fierce white cat before, and he really thought he was going to die.

As a result, a few moments later, she was spit out again. Bai Ling'er was stimulated by the spiritual energy and lost her mind.

After adapting to the aura, it regained its mind.

But Zhang Lan was also miserable.

The gastric juice in the demon cat's belly can corrode everything. If he hadn't been lucky, it would have turned into a ball of smelly cat feces.

All over his body, his clothes were ragged, corroded wounds, and precious things on his body disappeared. When he was spit out, he only had Ye Jin's glass fan in his hand and was still intact.

Even the seal of the head of the Zhang family was made of several ugly scars.

“Meow~”

The kitten lay in Zhang Lan's arms, not resenting Zhang Lan's finger just now, but just kept whispering, soft and well-behaved, as if begging for mercy.

"For the sake of your hard work, I will spare you, a sucking little goblin this time."

Zhang Lan stroked the cat's head and limped out of the stone chamber with it. He was facing Li Yijian and Che Hua who were fighting.

There are also disciples of the Heluo Gang and Jade Emperor Palace.

He whispered and said to Li Yijian, who was sitting on the stone, gasping for breath:

"It's not time to rest.

The Snake King is dead, and the snakes are scattering. You can go and block the entrance of the cave and no one is allowed to leave the ruins!"

Zhang Lan narrowed her eyes, and the cold air was full of coldness. He waved the black fan in his hand and said coldly:

"If anyone dares to break through, they will be killed!"—

Above the completely reshaped mountain, on the huge rock platform that had lost its spiritual energy and scattered, Shen Qiu and Hua Qing sat cross-legged on the edge of the Xinsheng cliff.

The shaking knife was inserted into the rocks, on the back of the wide knife, leaning against the dying Donglingjun.

The mountain ghost is not here.

He disappeared when he was fighting just now.

Chen Qiu naturally would not think that the mountain ghost fled because of fear of war. He could probably guess why his brother left without saying goodbye. The mountain ghost probably encountered some trouble.

Behind the two, the small iron wearing Tiangang armor was standing there with a sword.

Beside him was Liu Zhuoran walking over with a broken sword.

The relationship between these two people and Dongling Jun Li Junlin is a bit complicated.

It's really time to send him off for the last trip.

"You're a little late."

Chen Qiu's hand was pressed on Dong Lingjun's wrist, constantly absorbing the cold air so that he would not be completely frozen by the cold poison. He turned around and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"Your master destroys your soul and helps us kill the immortals tonight.

Although I have a lot of opinions about him and have fought with him in life and death, I am not a friend, but I will definitely not be able to do anything tonight without him.

Talk to him, he doesn’t have much time.”

"Um."

Liu Zhuoran nodded.

Putting the long sword covered with cracks in his hand aside, he half-kneeled in front of his master, looking at his master's appearance at this moment.

Very miserable.

Just like Ren Hao's remaining body after his death, Dong Lingjun had almost no good piece of meat on his body. At the end, the spiritual energy that broke out in a rampant way ruined his body.

Chen Qiu also had injuries on his body that were broken by flesh and blood and shattered his spine.

But compared to the cracked and terrifying body, Dong Lingjun’s real fatal injury is in his soul.

He had to teach immortal methods, cultivate his soul in the Penglai Ten Thousand Spirit Formation, and could have lived without his body and forever like those old ghosts in Penglai, waiting for the matter of taking over the body, and living a life of resuming.

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However, in order to drag the Immortal Lord into the sword jade, his soul has been destroyed.

Even though Chen Qiu wanted to send him into the sword jade to protect him with black sand spiritual energy, the soul in this body was already full of holes and shattered.

The best craftsman and the best craftsmanship cannot bridge the scattered soul.

He is almost dying.

He himself knows it.

"Zhuoran?"

Dong Lingjun tried hard to open his eyes. There were shadows in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly the person coming, but his familiar posture made him call out Liu Zhuoran's name.

"Master, I'm here."

Liu Zhuoran reached out and held his master's cold bloody left hand, and he said in a gentle tone:

"I knew that Master is not a bad person. Although he also seeks the way of immortality, he will not collude with those evil people. Master, you are the best hero in the world."

"Haha, my disciple has also learned to flatter others.

It seems that my disciple has gained something in the world, but it is much better than my life experience as a teacher."

When Dongling Jun is dying, his words are not difficult.

After all, the soul that has been cultivated can be considered to have entered the immortal path in half a step. Even if you really want to die, you will not be as embarrassed as a mortal.

He just felt very tired.

My body was very heavy, just like endless traction, dragging his shattered soul into the underworld.

Every minute and every second, the fatigue hole in the soul is increasing.

It was like a huge rock tied up and sinking into the sea.

There is a suffocation feeling.

"I will seek immortality and ask for advice for my teacher all my life, and cultivate myself into a elm head.

Even though he knew that evil things were ahead, he was unable to draw the sword. He could only join the thousands of years old ghosts in his heart.

Even at the last moment, he was inspired by the words of Brother Hua Qing and Young Master Chen Qiu, but those evil things he did were done were done.

No denial.”

Dong Lingjun leaned against the Yaoguang Knife, closed his eyes and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"You disciple should not learn from me. No matter whether you are traveling to the world or getting the fate of immortality in the future, you must not forget your original intention. What we seek is the sentient beings we will inherit from the mortal world and protect.

If you are not practicing the immortal method that can do evil things in the world, you must remember to wipe the heart of Tao all the time and never fall into the devil's way.

We must distinguish between good and evil, and not be disturbed by the troubles of the world."

"The Taoist priest said this badly."

Hua Qing, who was sitting cross-legged next to her, shook her head and interrupted:
To be continued...