fox master

Jimo Tu didn't let go of his hand, he looked at him, at the lifeless face, and touched the tears on his face with his other hand.

The War Brewmaster died, and his sorcery was complete.

Jimotu raised his head, the mountain of Qingqiu has turned black, or everything has turned black, he is in it in black, only a little bit of white and a large area of ​​red on Zhan Jiuxian, but it is also dead silent, look After a long time, I feel that it is no different from black.

The black cover was broken, and he saw a dragon coming in, and then fell down suddenly, turning into a bone.

The same dead white.

The witchcraft has just been completed, and there is a little excess power. Under normal circumstances, although it will die immediately, it will not turn into bones so quickly, he thought idly.

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Zhan Yize once applied most of Qingqiu's luck to Zhan Jiuxian. Now that he is dead, those lucks will return to their original owners.

Originally, Zhan Yizuo had to take the initiative to feel in order to know Qingqiu's condition.

Now, with the return of luck, there is no need for it.

He was fighting Xu Po, but suddenly, there was a sluggishness in those cold eyes, and then they widened in horror, as if they couldn't believe what happened.

How could Xu Po let go of such an obvious flaw, and hit it hard with a hammer, Zhan Yizao instinctively avoided the vital point, but was still hit hard on the back.

Blood spewed out, and there was a clear sound of bones breaking, but he ignored it, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all, turned around and hit Xu Po's shoulder hard, that stick was obviously wounded, However, it was faster and more violent than any of the previous sticks. Xu Po spat out a mouthful of blood, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

The golden hammer hit hard, and the body was injured and the bones were broken, which was not half as painful as the pain in my heart.

Zhan Yize's face was full of tears, the nine-tailed fox clan in Qingqiu were all dead, and he had no other clan in this world.

His heart was confused, and he didn't know where he was. He yelled, containing unspeakable desolation and sadness, echoing in the empty golden hall.

Zi Qiyuan raised his head openly, looking at Zhan Yixuan with unease in his eyes, what happened?Your Majesty, why is this so?

Zhan Yize hit Xu Po like crazy, and his moves were all in a desperate posture. When Xu Po attacked, he didn't dodge at all.

Crazy, almost crazy, Xu Po took a step back in horror, hardly daring to look directly into those eyes that were about to bleed.

Zhan Yize is filled with endless sadness and hatred, Zhan Jiuxian, what are you doing, why are you all dead?You are dead too, all dead!Apart from him, there is no Nine-Tailed Fox Clan anymore!So what's the use of this lifeline?

What else is he asking for?What is he still careful about?

With a golden move, grabbing Xu Po's flaws, the sinful gold stick slammed down on Xu Po's leg. Xu Po knelt down on one knee, seeing another stick coming, he quickly raised his hammer to resist, but It was a little late to charge, and the spiritual power was suddenly opened during the collision.

He hastily used his strength to roll away, before he could stand up, Zhan Yize flew forward, and hit his head with another stick.

Crazy, if this battle is not avoided, it will kill him.

They have been fighting for four or five days, although they were exhausted, they did not see any blood, but they suddenly went crazy, and the two monsters were both injured.

A flash of determination flashed in Xu Po's golden eyes. He turned over, and with the strength of his sideways body, he swung the golden hammer in an arc and met Zhan Yichou's sinful golden stick. stand up.

However, the severe pain in his legs still restricted his movement, his expression became solemn, his spiritual power surged, he drew a circle with one hand, and swung the golden hammer.

This time he has difficulty in moving, and he is already ready to go all out.

Zhan Yize bullied himself, struck down with a stick, but was bounced off by Xu Po's golden hammer, and the sinful golden stick was raised high, but Xu Po took advantage of this opportunity to change the direction of the golden hammer suddenly, as if sticking to Zhan Yize, Taking advantage of his sinful gold stick flying in the air, he slammed it towards his chest.

Zhan Yichou was too late to withdraw his stick, if he didn't dodge this blow, he would be seriously injured.

However, there was a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, not only did not avoid it, but he went up to the golden hammer, "Live to death!" He shouted, while performing the last move of the sinful golden staff.

This style can only be used once in a battle.

The Sin Gold Rod turned around in his hand at a strange speed, his arm suddenly became thinner as if being absorbed by something, and at the same time, the Sin Gold Rod pierced down like a sharp sword. , as if commanded by an arm, with a speed like flying, it was inserted precisely into Xu Po's heart.

At the same time, Xu Po's golden hammer also hit Zhan Yize's chest.

They both fell to their knees.

Zhan Yize's sternum was shattered, and after facing death to live, his arms became limp, and his spiritual power was close to zero, almost unable to move at all.

But Xu Po's injury was more fatal.

The sinful gold stick passed through his chest, and blood flowed out in pools. At this moment, even if Zhan Yize had half the strength to twist the sinful gold stick a little, he would die immediately, but Zhan Yize had no strength at all.

Xu Po's physical fitness is far beyond Zhan Yixuan's imagination.

He was immortal, but he was mortally wounded, and he almost missed it. With the last of his strength, he raised his hand, grabbed Zhan Yixuan's neck, and tightened his hand hard.

Xu Po's heart will stop beating immediately, but if he can let Zhan Yixuan die before he stops beating, the star power will not be taken away, and he can regain his vitality.

And if Zhan Yizuo can last until Xu Po's heart stops beating, not only will he not be strangled to death, but he can also absorb Xu Po's star power.

Therefore, what they are fighting now is who will die first.

However, it seems that he is about to lose, Zhan Yixuan felt the gradually blurred consciousness and thought in his heart.

At this moment, a burst of purple light suddenly came down, both Zhan Yize and Xu Po felt something strange, and looked sideways at the light source, which was Zi Qiyuan.

He was still lying on the ground, but he was looking at them with a pair of black eyes. He opened the cracked sky fan in his hand, and the sky was hazy with gray mist, and streams of purple light flowed, like a dream.

Blood came out of his mouth and nose, obviously paying a huge price.

But what he was doing was far more terrifying than the price he paid.

I, I... want to speed up, there, life body time of...

Zi Qiyuan spat out another mouthful of blood, and a stream of blood flowed out of his left eye, but he was still doing things that violated the rules, "Flow... move..."

The Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan is the darling of time and space.

They can feel the laws of time and space, gain convenience, restore some past materials, and break the traps of formations, but it does not mean that they can use time and space, or change the rules.

But Zi Qiyuan accidentally touched the barrier.

All this stems from Zhan Yixuan, from the remorse that almost swallowed him during Zhantian's incident. After Zhantian's death, he regretted it almost every day, and there was always a crazy thought in his mind—— It would be nice to be able to reverse the flow of time.

At that time, Zhan Yize clearly had the idea of ​​abandoning him, so if he could reverse the current time, then he would not let Zhan Tian die, His Majesty would not be sad and disappointed, and their relationship would not end.

No one knew that he had practiced such a crazy idea.

No one knows how many times he practiced and how much he paid.

But he never succeeded.

For time, it is too difficult to go back to the past. No one can change the things that have happened, but it is possible to go to the future, otherwise, they will not appear in 1000 years later.

Crazy attempts again and again failed to allow him to reverse the flow of time, but brought him other opportunities.

Zi Qiyuan was originally the soul of 1000 years ago. He can appear here because he has something that violates the rules, which is the law of jumping time.

This allowed him to touch the method of speeding up the flow of life time in his experiments, but he only understood it in principle, but never really used it, because the cost was too high, and it was not something that could be easily experimented.

But at this moment, this is his only chance.

He still can't specifically speed up the flow of personal body time, but he can speed up the flow of life time in a certain area.

Xu Po was fatally wounded, but Zhan Yixuan was not.

If the flow of time in his body speeds up, he will die faster, and Zhan Yize's injuries will be more serious. However, Xu Po will die, but Zhan Yize will not.

When Xu Po died, the hand on Zhan Yize's neck would become weak and loosen.

Your Majesty will be able to survive.

Zi Qiyuan's ears were also bleeding, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Xu Po looked at all this in horror. He saw a fine line growing in the corner of Zhan Yize's eyes, and felt the rapid passage of his life.

Before he had time to think about what was going on, he closed his eyes, let go of his hands, and fell down.

Zhan Yize felt that the wound on his chest was more painful, and if it got worse, he would lose his life... However, Xu Po's hand let go, and the deterioration of his wound stopped. He took a big breath of air, his eyes full He looked at Zi Qiyuan in a complicated manner.

The purple light was gone, and Zi Qiyuan closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. He was bleeding from all seven orifices, half of his face and his whole body were red, and his body was smeared with blood, as if he was soaking in a pool of blood. .

Yellow light spots gradually came out from Xu Po's body. Zhan Yize was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that it was the power of stars. He tried to mobilize the demon core and absorb it by absorbing spiritual power, and the little light floated towards him. Come, melt into his body.

His strength recovered little by little, the pain in his chest was no longer so painful, and all the scars were healing at an extremely fast speed.

An hour later, except for a fine line at the corner of the left eye that has not disappeared, his body has fully recovered, and he still looks like a youth, but the fine line makes him look more gentle and mature.

Zhan Yize closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then opened his eyes and walked towards Ziqiyuan.

He helped him up, put his fingers on his pulse, and then he relaxed a little, it's good that he's not dead... Zhan Yize rested his palms on his back, and a steady stream of spiritual power slowly poured into his body.

Two hours later, Zi Qiyuan opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty..." he said softly, he was relieved when he saw Xu Po who was out of breath from the side, "Star power, have you got it?"

"Yeah." Zhan Yixuan nodded, "It's just the fox clan, I'm the only one left."

Zi Qiyuan's pupils shrank, and he understood the reason for Zhan Yize's madness at this moment. Did the fox clan still not make it through? What should we do after that?

He was worried, but Zhan Yicho's state was strangely calm.

He tore off Zi Qiyuan's pants, held down his leg, and was about to set his bones, "Your Majesty!" Zi Qiyuan's voice was a little surprised.

He can do this kind of thing by himself, how dare he bother His Majesty?

Zhan Yize glanced at his soft hand on his arm, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Obvious orders, calm and unquestionable.

Zi Qiyuan immediately stopped talking and stopped his meaningless blocking actions.

Zhan Yize's technique was not very subtle, but it was just right, crisp and neat. After the bones were connected, he warmed them with spiritual power first, then took out a cloth from the storage bag and tied it up for him, then said: " Rest for a few days, and we will go when the legs are better."

Zi Qiyuan looked at the white bandages, although his whole body was in pain, but his heart was inexplicably warm, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhan Yize walked to Xu Po's place and looked carefully. It was obvious that his pulse had ruptured and he was out of breath, but it seemed that he was still alive.

He suddenly remembered Yu Yan's words.

——It is impossible for you to completely kill the white tiger. After being fatally injured, he will only lose consciousness and fall into a deep sleep because of his position in the star position. Then you can seize the star power.

So Xu Po is not dead?But because he is still in the position of a star and still has a trace of vitality?

But without breathing and pulse, let alone consciousness, what is the difference between death and death?Zhan Yize sighed secretly, lifted his "corpse" and placed it under the seat on the high platform of the White Tiger Hall.

Since you are "not dead", let's rest here.

A few days later, Zi Qiyuan had recovered some strength, and said, "Your Majesty, let's go."

"You still have trouble walking." Zhan Yize glanced at his legs and said.

Zi Qiyuan was silent for a moment, he knew that Zhan Yize was calm on the face, but he must want to go back to Qingqiu to take a look in his heart, so he said: "Yes, but the spiritual power of my subordinates has also recovered a lot, we don't have any pills now , you should look for it as you walk, if your lord does not give up, your subordinates have enough spiritual power to transform into a smaller form..."

What he meant was obvious, and Zhan Yize nodded immediately, "Yes, I will wrap it around my wrist." He smiled and said, "You don't know how strong I am now, and it's as easy as walking with you in my arms." Nothing."

No matter what Zi Qiyuan transforms into, his weight will not change, it is the weight of an adult dragon, so according to what Zhan Yichou said, he is now in an exaggerated state of strength.

"Then I will trouble my lord." Zi Qiyuan nodded slightly.

Then with a flash of purple light, a purple dragon as thick as one finger appeared in place, and slowly coiled around Zhan Yixuan's wrist.