Six Realms Love Robbery

, Evil incomparable.

"boom!"

In an instant, a burst of blood burst, and Jian Xinghe's body and corpse were separated...

……

The red and black blood sea demon core was placed on the eye of the formation, struggling and rolling, and seemed to be still roaring angrily.

Because Jian Lingtian's divine essence was fused with the blood sea demon core, it was also sealed in it, unable to break free.

Yi Junxing's handsome back stands alone in front of the restored six-armed spirit-gathering array.

And under his feet, there is already a large mountain of blood and bones.

The piled up dead bodies could not be seen at a glance.

This miserable and frightening scene is like an endless hell.

Yi Junxing's face was soothed, relaxed, and he took a deep breath, "After cleaning up all the garbage, I feel much more comfortable..."

He slowly scanned the corpses all over the floor from left to right.

The gleam of joy on his face was like looking at the tidy and clean floor after cleaning the whole room on weekdays.

Suddenly, his face was extremely cold.

"No, there's one more."

Yi Junxing turned around slowly, Yin Zhi's eyes looked at a place far away, and suddenly shot a ray of light!

"There's only one left, and it's finally your turn!"——

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In view of everyone's feedback that the plot is too cruel, tomorrow I will change to a small, fresh and warm route, and closely unite the feelings of the two brothers and sisters, hehehe

Episode 45 Fight!dying despair

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Cloud Temple.

The wind blows gently, and occasionally there are a few pleasant birdsong, everything is so quiet and peaceful.

A gray hare jumped out of the ruins, straightened up and looked around curiously, then suddenly seemed to hear something, and immediately burrowed into another thick grass.

Here is a ruined wall, with huge crooked trees standing on a white platform, and now there are only two carved jade columns around the platform.

And down from the platform, there is a [-]-meter-long stone ladder.

At this time, at the very center of the white jade platform, a person was sitting quietly.

He lowered his head slightly, sat cross-legged on the floor, placed his hands on his knees naturally, his face was indifferent.

The quiet and beautiful moonlight shone on him, reflecting his long black hair that hung down his waist.His loose red dress was blown by the cool wind, and as it fluttered, it outlined the exquisite figure of his handsome young man.

That tenacious, silky, non-transferable firm demeanor.

It's like waiting for thousands of years, waiting for someone, waiting for him to bring good news, and then taking myself back.

This pure and ethereal picture is too beautiful to be destroyed.

Far away, the long-awaited footsteps finally came.

After waiting for the sound of footsteps for too long, Yi Qingchen slowly raised his head, eyes still closed, trying to distinguish the direction of the sound.

This pace is calming.

That rhythmic sound, like the sparse raindrops that have passed through thousands of years, lightly hit the bamboo leaves outside the window of Ming Hua Jianzong's Xia Ye.

Step by step, the rhythm is slow, stretching through the ages.

Yi Qingchen seemed to hear her own heartbeat,

It is also a click, a slow rhythm, stretching through the ages.

The man stopped, and stood quietly at the bottom of the steps, without saying a word.

Yi Qingchen could deeply feel that the other party's gaze, from the bottom of the steps, across the sea, across the mulberry fields, and through countless times and spaces, shrouded himself.

This deep glance, as if he had been here 1 years ago, looking at himself like this.

That's how I look at myself now.

This gaze even penetrated through his body and projected to the future eternity, still looking at him like this.

Such deep and deep gaze seemed to melt him completely into that person's own flesh and blood.

Fate like reincarnation, this life like past life, entanglement and fetters, stretching from ancient times.

The two were relatively speechless and fell into a moment of silence.

In the night, the breeze blows over the body, which is cool and comfortable.

Was it Ling Tian who finally killed Yi Junxing, and then together with Ji Du and the others broke the six-armed spirit-gathering formation, and resolved the crisis?

But why, he is silent, what is he waiting for! ?

Ling Tian has always been direct in his actions, so why is his behavior so subtle today.

Perhaps, it wasn't him...it was him!

Impossible, never, definitely not, it is absolutely impossible for him to beat my apprentice...!

Yi Qingchen couldn't help clenching his fingers tightly, his face was full of anticipation and fear, his red lips were tense and even slightly trembling, and he slowly stood up straight.

As he moved, the black iron chains on his hands and ankles made a "cracking" sound.

This sound, in the vast and silent night, sounds particularly crisp and moving.

This seems to be a huge gamble, with life as the bargaining chip and fate as the price, is it life or death?

If you win the bet, you will get revenge, thousands of souls will be saved, and you will live in peace ever since.

If you don't win the bet, you will lose everything, suffer humiliation with hatred and humiliation, and fall into the hell of eternal doom.

Yi Qingchen was uneasy, excited, and afraid, like those red-eyed gamblers at the gambling table, he couldn't help calling out his bet...

"Ling Tian!"

With a low growl, Yi Qingchen spoke for a long time, his voice trembling.

Due to the uncontrollable tension, his breathing became rapid, his chest couldn't help heaving violently, his fingers trembled slightly, clenched and loosened.He even tried to keep his eyes wide open, desperately trying to see the result clearly through the boundless darkness.

It must be Ling Tian, ​​it must be Ling Tian, ​​God, please, it must be Ling Tian!

It seems that the moment when the result of the dice is really about to be seen! ——

"It's not him, it's me."

A deep, mature, magnetic man's voice said.

The sound of this verdict, as cold as an ice abyss for thousands of years, is finalized.

Yi Qingchen couldn't help shivering, his legs went limp, and he took a step back before he could barely stand up.

He didn't seem to believe all of this, he breathed a few times, barely stood up straight, his face showed a look of helplessness and gloom, revealing deep despair, and finally returned to a kind of calm that was almost dead.

Yi Junxing... What despicable means did he use, otherwise why would he end up here!

"Your favorite little Tian'er is dead."

Yi Junxing slowly uttered a heartless sentence from his cold thin lips.

Yi Qingchen was stunned as if being struck by five thunders, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak a word!

died! ?

No, he must be lying to me!

"He died by my sword." Yi Junxing looked across the [-]-meter-long steps, looked straight up, and then lifted one foot and stepped on the first step.

Then, facing Yi Qingchen's direction with his handsome and slender back, he began to walk up slowly step by step gracefully, each step was slow and powerful.

"He died a miserable death," Yi Junxing said through his teeth, without a trace of warmth, "I crushed his internal organs, and I poked countless blood holes all over his body, and his white bones rolled out ..."

"Shut up, don't say any more!" Yi Qingchen roared in a low voice, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was so sad that his chest heaved and heaved, his body trembled and he could hardly stand up.

Yi Junxing's tall and slender figure paused for a moment, and his handsome and icy face was barren for a moment.

"Why, do you feel distressed?" The tone of his mouth was as flat as water, but the corners of his mouth were slowly twisted, the wings of his nose were raised, and there was an upward or downward arc that he couldn't tell. It didn't look like a smile, but more like a cry.

"..." Yi Qingchen's heartache was indescribable, he didn't want to answer this boring question.

The curve of Yi Junxing's mouth raised, it was hard to tell whether it was ridicule or sarcasm, but it was more like loneliness and jealousy, "Yes, you miss him so much, but he will never come..."

"..." Yi Qingchen tightly closed his eyes, with a mournful expression on his face, suppressing the pain, and feeling ashamed.The cold and dark iron chain was tightly pinched into the flesh of the palm of his hand, leaving streaks of blood, dripping on the ground, as if this could alleviate the grief in his heart a little.

Yi Junxing continued to walk up the steps slowly, his sculpted handsome profile looked extremely cold under the moonlight.

His tone was low, slow and long, without a trace of warmth.

"The person who came was not him, but me. Are you disappointed?"

Every time Yi Junxing said a word, every time he said a word, his eyes were staring straight ahead indifferently.

Neither of them looked at the other.

Ke Xin, however, looked at the other party from head to toe to death.

Yi Qingchen closed his eyes tightly, the grief in his chest made his throat congested, and he felt unspeakable suffering.He really didn't want to see this disgusting person, and he hated hearing all of Yi Junxing's voices.

But this nasty voice continued mercilessly, cutting every nerve in Yi Qingchen.

"Jian Xinghe's head and body are moving." Yi Junxing's pair of clean road shoes stepped on elegant and slow steps, walking step by step, full of confidence.

"..." Yi Qingchen stood barefoot on the cold floor, his ankles were imprisoned in black chains, and he couldn't help taking a step back trembling.

"Mu Longjue was completely smashed into a ball of blood by me." The Shenxiao Xuanhua Sword in Yi Junxing's hand reflected a dazzling brilliance.

"..." Yi Qingchen's white wrist tied in the cold iron chain was trembling violently.

"That boy Ji Du's heart was stabbed out of his body by my sword." On Yi Junxing's exquisite and gorgeous robe, there was a flowing crystal light shining.

"..." Under Yi Qingchen's loose robe, his body was covered with mottled scars.

"Luo Xiu and my subordinates who failed to live up to expectations will die together." Yi Junxing's cold thin lips smashed each other into the bottomless abyss with every sentence.

"..." Yi Qingchen's bright red lips trembled slightly due to excessive fear.

"All the 36 who came up sent [-]