little wolf cub

Under the blatant confrontation between Fuxuan and Tianlei, the surrounding Baili of Mingshan was turned into ruins.

Lin Yu, who had just reached the foot of the mountain, was rushed by the aftermath, and took a few steps back to relieve the force of the aftermath.

"True Monarch, the catastrophe has come, if we don't retreat first, the lord will be able to resist." Seeing this, Song Zhen quickly pulled Lin Yu to persuade him.If it is the aftermath at the foot of the mountain, it is already like this, and I don't know what to do on the top of the mountain.

While speaking, there was another thunderbolt, Lin Yu raised his head, and looked at the mountaintop covered with thunder marks and scorched fire in the distance, his face turned pale.

Xin Bai was there.

"Don't stop me!" Lin Yu raised his arm and waved Song Zhen's hand away, sternly.

All the mountain roads have been destroyed by the earthquake, and here is a great catastrophe, the sky is thunderous, and Yu Jian is looking for death.

Lin Yu bent down, moved a big rock blocking the way at his feet, and raised his hand to grab a recess, intending to climb up.

"Zhenjun! You can't go!" Song Zhen never dared to let Lin Yu take such a risk, and immediately wanted to hold Lin Yu again.

"How dare you!" Seeing his intention, Lin Yu shouted angrily.

"True monarch..."

"What about the great catastrophe? My Xin Bai is still on it, and I must not let him make a mistake."

Seeing that there was only a short delay of half a minute, another thunderbolt struck, Lin Yu was so anxious that his eyes turned red, and he said to Song Zhen fiercely: "If you dare to stop me and miss me again, I will kill you immediately!" about you."

"roll!"

Song Zhen gritted his teeth. He stood in place. After a moment of silence, he suddenly knelt down behind Lin Yu.

Regardless of the man's knees.

Lin Yu didn't stop at all.

Song Zhen bowed down to Lin Yu, his forehead was smashed into blood by a pile of gravel.

"Thank you Zhenjun for protecting my lord."

Lin Yu didn't look back once, but when he continued to climb up, he whispered: "Go down the mountain quickly."

Song Zhen didn't leave, he stood at the foot of the mountain, watching Yuanshan Zhenjun, who was usually aloof, was now climbing the mountain road unskillfully like an ordinary person, making his whole body covered in dust.

But he didn't have the slightest scruples, even if the gravel cut his palm, and the messy wood scratched his clothes, he didn't stop a step. and go.

On the top of the mountain, Fu Xuan was sent flying by the remaining force of the sky thunder, and directly smashed a section of ancient tree behind him.

He choked out a mouthful of blood, and the Pijue Sword fell to his side, the blade was dim.

This is the eighth thunder he has resisted, and there is still the last thunder left.

He forcibly raised his mind, and the inner demon in his body, which was more and more irrepressible due to the serious injury, wanted to break free along with the thunder remaining in his spiritual veins.

Fu Xuan choked out a mouthful of blood, and some red marks began to appear faintly at the end of his eyebrows that were originally healthy.

Although the previous eight thunders were difficult to resist, most of them could not kill people. Most of the people who perished in the catastrophe died on the last thunder. This last thunder was the real catastrophe.

Tiandao definitely didn't want to let him go, so Fuxuan picked up the Pijue sword beside him, the mysterious spiritual power slowly lingered around the sword, and he tried his best to stand up.

So what if you don't let him go?He wants to see how the heavens will destroy him!

Perhaps his posture was too provocative, and the last thunderbolt did not arrive for a long time, rolling like ink robbery clouds, as if something was gradually brewing.

But the brewing was only for a moment, and when the last thunder fell, the sun was covered by overwhelming clouds, and where the thunder passed, even the surrounding sky seemed to be cracked a little.

The light of the sky is lost, and the catastrophe arrives.

The demon that had been suppressed for a long time calmed down uncharacteristically, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Lin Yu...

Fuxuan's lips were soaked with blood, he looked at the thunder that was bound to sweep everything down, and suddenly he silently recited Lin Yu's name in his heart.

The next moment, he opened his eyes wide in shock.

When the last thunderbolt was about to arrive, a thin and tall figure stood in front of him.

The green robe is hunting, and the jade crown is tied up with hair.

Like countless times before.

Lin Yu, who had been climbing the dust all the way, finally arrived at the top of Mingshan Mountain at the last moment. When the thunder struck, Lin Yu almost felt like his heart would burst.

Lin Yu bit his teeth and almost bled. He resisted the coercion of heaven, and grabbed the air with a pair of scarred hands. The veins on the back of his hands immediately burst the skin, and the dazzling blood almost gushed out.

He let out a hoarse roar.

"Ling Shuang—"

A Xuanbingxue sword melted from his hand along with the splashed blood.

He transformed his own Lingshuang Xinjian.

The surging spiritual power in Lin Yu's body exploded in an instant, and the lingering and vast chill spread like crazy, freezing all the places it passed by, but in a short while, all the rivers and mountains hundreds of miles around Mingshan were all frozen.

The thick cold air rising from the sky and the earth swirled around one place, condensing into a thick layer of ice in the air.

The next moment, the sky thunder struck.

"Let's go!" Fuxuan looked at Lin Yu who was fighting against the Heavenly Dao, and was almost so shocked that his eyes split open.

The last thunder struck fiercely on the ice layer, and the sweeping momentum froze for a moment before being blocked.When the sky thunder collided with the ice layer, a sky-like flame burst out. The boundless sky fire burned on the ice layer. Numerous cracks on the ice layer spread in the fire, and finally the ground cracked. Lin Yu choked out a mouthful instantly. Blood.

The next moment, he turned around and hugged Fu Xuan, tightly protecting Fu Xuan in his arms.

He has one sword and one sword, and his remnant body stands upright in the sky and the earth, resisting thunder, suppressing rivers and mountains, and protecting one person.

At this last moment, Fuxuan looked at Lin Yu with absent-minded eyes, he moved his lips, but he seemed dumb and couldn't say a word.

"Don't be afraid, Master is here."

The thunder that broke through the ice finally landed on Lin Yu's upright back.

Fu Xuan cried and roared.

"Do not--"

All things perish.

The mountains and rivers are silent.

……

In the shattered mountains and rivers, Fuxuan, who was blown away by the aftermath even though he was properly protected by Lin Yu, swept forward in the strong wind and thunder like crazy.

He received Lin Yu.

In his arms, he shivered from the cold.

In the void, the Lingshuang Heart Sword that fell down broke in the middle, and gradually turned into countless fragments, annihilating the sky.

The heart sword is broken, and the Lingtai is destroyed.

After the great catastrophe ended, the catastrophe cloud slowly dispersed, and a long-lost sky light finally carefully fell between Lin Yu's eyebrows.

Fuxuan's hands trembled violently. He wiped the blood on Lin Yu's face, but he couldn't wipe it off. He was covered in thick blood, and holding Lin Yu who was also dripping with blood, felt the despair and overwhelming feeling for the first time. helpless.

Lin Yu leaned against Fuxuan's arms, his eyes were a little loose, and suddenly, he smiled lightly.

"I still remember... when you were young, you always refused to practice swords properly... I had to hold your hand and teach you one by one..."

"Now that I'm grown up, I still don't want to worry..."

This last big sky thunder directly smashed his heart and bones, Lin Yu felt the vitality gradually dissipating in his body, and suddenly thought that this is also very good.

He didn't die under the pickled evil thing of Wuling Gu, but was hacked clean by the sky thunder, which still kept him safe.

Very good.

Fu Xuan no longer wiped the blood on Lin Yu's face, he hugged Lin Yu tightly, his tense back trembling violently due to fear.

"Master, you can't...you can't..."

"I beg you, don't leave me..."

"I beg you……"

In the chaos everywhere, he wailed loudly with a distressed look on his face, but he still couldn't keep the man alive.

"Your life is still very long..." Lin Yu lay dying in his arms and said to him with his last breath.

How could it be... he thought.

His life is so short.

He looked at the head at a glance.

Lin Yu stood at the starting point.

Lin Yu was also standing at the end.

Lin Yu is gone, so is he.

"When you die, I will go crazy." Fuxuan held Lin Yu in his arms, and swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat with difficulty: "So for me not to go crazy, don't die."

"Don't die, Master, you love me the most."

The sky cleared up and it was another new day. The sun shone around them with thin warmth, dispelling the remaining chill, but Fuxuan felt that he had never been so cold in his life.

With blood and tears all over his face, he knelt between the heaven and the earth, hugged Lin Yu who was gradually dying, and finally wept bitterly with despair all over his body.

"You love me the most..."