【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

'It was I who killed...'

Yan Chang'an's words echoed in his ears, Lin Wanjiang almost fell to the ground in a flash.

"do not come!!!"

Seeing him approaching, the senior brother roared sharply and looked at Yan Chang'an with scarlet eyes.

Yan Changan stopped, his eyes were red with pain, his fists were clenched and he knelt down.

He said in a trembling voice: "Brother, Brother Duan is out of control, he has Yun Su's blood in his body..."

Pale and feeble explanations could not appease the collapsed Lin Wanjiang, his chest was burning like fire, and the Burning Emotion Pearl was about to get out of control.

Yun Su took the opportunity to make a move, and the strong demonic aura hit Yan Chang'an directly, wanting to capture him with one move.

Yan Chang'an hadn't come back to his senses when he suddenly saw an afterimage flashing by, and the fire started a prairie fire in an instant.

"Yu...senior brother..."

Suddenly looking up, Yu Qingfeng was not in sight, but Lin Wanjiang's back.

The senior brother had a sinister expression, frantically mobilizing the burning passion in his body, and the surrounding flames churned, forcing Yun Su to back away again and again.

Before Yan Chang'an could speak, Lin Wanjiang said in a hoarse voice, "Keep fighting, focus on what's in front of you..."

Everyone was desperate, he didn't dare to miss the battle because of personal reasons, and he didn't know how many fellow disciples lost their lives at the hands of the demons if he was delayed for a moment.

And Yu Qingfeng will also lose control, he needs to make a quick decision to induce the burning passion Gu for the master.

Yan Chang'an stood up abruptly, held a long knife and stood shoulder to shoulder with his senior brother, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, when the war is over, Chang'an will do whatever he wants."

Lin Wanjiang didn't answer, and attacked Yunsu frantically, looking for an opportunity to use the Burning Love Orb again.

He doesn't have personal affairs but has selfish intentions, he won't kill Yan Chang'an but he can't forgive, even the evil debt owed by Duan Juechen.

At this time, Wu Qing was still looking for Duan Juechen, but encountered a "blocker" on the way to meet Yunsu.

Standing on the cliff, Mu Qian held the spirit sword tightly with his remaining arm, looked at Wu Qing and the demons behind him, and flew forward suddenly.

He survived the catastrophe, and he was able to persist until this time, which should be driven by the destiny.

Seeing the black clouds pressing down on the top and thousands of demons coming, the young man moved forward resolutely.

The sound of killing suddenly rose, the scorching blood stained the rivers and mountains, the stumps and broken arms were scattered and piled up, and the screams were deafening.

Mu Qian's eyes were red, he was in the midst of the enemy group and his whole body was no longer intact, his formerly handsome cheeks showed bones, and his residual arm was dripping with blood.

Wu Qing lost to Naihe and was unable to escape. Even though there were all the demons protecting her, she was still beaten and unable to fight back.

He had never seen such a person before, if it wasn't for the fact that his stature hadn't grown into bones and his bones were still slender, he would have thought it was Liu Ruye here.

After a moment of ecstasy, his arm was cut and blood dripped instantly. Wu Qing stepped back instantly and asked coldly, "Who is here?"

The young man didn't want to pay attention, and the attack still didn't stop, and he cut the demon in half with another sword.

Wu Qing dodged in embarrassment, her exquisite costume was soaked in blood, and she spoke to persuade her to surrender: "You come with me and take over Yi Heng's position."

He could sense that the trash was dead, and brought Qin Cang to die with him.

Although the boy in front of him is immature and his limbs are incomplete, but he is a good seed with excellent physical skills.

Mu Qian's blood boiled, unwilling to talk to him, and attacked Wu Qing frantically.

Wu Qing became more and more embarrassed, and there were not many demons left beside her, so she suddenly shouted: "If you don't stop, you will only die!"

He has sent an order that the demon army with demon blood is about to arrive. There will be tens of thousands at that time, even if they have three heads and six arms, they will not escape death.

The young man looked into the distance and saw that the magic army was getting closer and closer, but instead of escaping, he fought more and more courageously.

Suddenly, the footsteps shook the sky, the black mist rolled in, and the roar of the demons was close to my ears.

Mu Qian raised the spirit sword, pierced Wu Qing's chest suddenly, and was instantly surrounded by demon energy.

At the last moment of his life, he was still holding on to the hilt of the sword tightly, his skin and flesh were withering but he felt no pain, the young man looked at Wu Qing and said sharply.

——My name is Muqian, you all must remember...

There was a loud noise in front of the mountain gate, Yun Su fell to the ground, Lin Wanjiang suddenly stepped forward, and suddenly saw a surge of demonic energy.

Yan Chang'an pushed suddenly, and the two dodged in an instant, and heard a loud noise, and the mountain gate was crumbling.

The seriously injured Wu Qing came in time and rescued Yunsu with her remaining strength.

"Who hurt you?"

Hearing the question, Wu Qing did not answer, stood in front of the mountain gate, looked at Lin Wanjiang, and asked sharply, "Where is Duan Juechen?"

Lin Wanjiang was shocked, but was stopped by Yan Changan when he was about to attack, he pointed behind him and whispered: "Brother, we are surrounded!"

The senior brother came back to his senses in an instant, and when he looked around again, the devilish energy surged, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the burning passion in his body suddenly lit up, and just as Lin Wanjiang was about to ignite the fire, he shouted Sha Zhentian behind him.

The two looked back in an instant, and were stunned in place for a moment, the same sect who had left long before the battle had returned at some unknown time.

In the face of thousands of demons, it was nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg, but everyone fought bravely, one batch fell and another batch came, and the timid battle at that time was long gone.

When the human race lives and dies, every loss is loss and every glory is glory. Our generation sacrifices the peace of future generations.

Seeing his colleagues fall one after another, Lin Wanjiang was heartbroken, so he could only let Yunsu and Wu Qing go first, and joined the battle with Yan Changan.

After a while, the shouts of killing sounded again, and the entrance of the mountain gate burst into flames, and a large number of monks rushed in, all dressed in different clothes.

An old man wearing a pure yang scarf, a young man with slender bones, an old woman in a light gray coat, and a young female cultivator are all mixed in.

It should be a disciple of a little-known sect and aristocratic family.

"It's my Yuan family who came late! You bastards are so proud!"

The leading woman held a long sword and rushed into the enemy group suddenly. Under the light of the fire, her face with intertwined scars was revealed.

Lin Wanjiang was startled, if he read correctly, this person was actually the birth mother of the Yuan family brothers, Cheng Jiner, the head of Mingshan.

She didn't seem to come here for Xun'er, she must have lobbied all the immortal sects and brought Yuan family disciples to help.

The human race is united as one, but the demon army is driven by the blood of the demon king, and they have long since lost the pain. As long as the head is still there, they can fight.

The frost under the feet was disintegrated by the blood, the strong wind swept the crimson jade sand, and the screams were heard, and the human race was always difficult to fight.

Lin Wanjiang stopped suddenly, looked at Yan Changan and asked, "If I can't fight anymore, can you hold on?"

The karmic fire of the shark clan can only be used twice in this life, once for life and once for death.

He has used it once, and once brought the hope of life to Beijiang. Although he knows what death is, he still wants to gamble, as much as he can burn.

But when the karma is exhausted, he will have no combat power, and he will be no different from a useless person if he survives by chance. If he loses to Chang'an, he can only wait for death.

Yan Chang'an didn't know what he meant, he just thought that Lin Wanjiang couldn't hold on anymore, so he gritted his teeth and said, "If you can hold on, step down, brother!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the red light in front of the eyes was bright, and the brother stood in the center, and the flames gradually spread.

The turbulent tongue of flame hits in an instant, the boundless karmic fire burns the sins, the cold wind fuels the prairie fire in an instant, the demons are burning with their bodies, and there is an endless stream of roars...

Seeing the fire burning the soles of his feet, Yan Chang'an just wanted to dodge, but Ye Huo deftly bypassed it and formed a barrier for him to block the damage.

Everyone was blessed, and they fought bravely with the help of the east wind, and the situation suddenly turned around.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wanjiang gritted his teeth and braced himself, the burning temperature in his body was extremely high, his dantian and lungs were suffering.

The battle intensified, and everyone thought that a miracle had come, but they didn't know that the brother was about to run out of fuel.

"what!!!"

The turbulent fire broke out again, and the heart-piercing growl was piercing, Lin Wanjiang was in so much pain that he was still holding on.

I only hope that I can make atonement for him and Duan Juechen by doing my best.

Seeing that the number of demons has plummeted and the hope of life is close at hand, who knows that the fire of karma is suddenly extinguished, leaving only embers scattered and turning into dark clouds to cover the sky.

Yan Changan rolled his eyes, and saw his senior brother collapsed on the ground, his chest heaved violently, and the corners of his lips were bleeding profusely.

As soon as he was about to step forward, the demon clan's fighting power rose again, and they became more and more crazy because of the almost disastrous defeat.

"Brother, go away!!!"

Yan Chang'an blocked the next blow, and urged Lin Wanjiang desperately. He recalled his party in Beijiang and knew that his senior brother was no longer capable of fighting.

Hearing howls everywhere, Lin Wanjiang slowly opened his eyes, seeing the human race falling again, his eyes were red with unwillingness.

Although he burned more than half of the fire, Yan Chang'an couldn't last long because there were too many demons.

The blood on the corners of his lips could not be wiped clean, so he simply ignored it, the senior brother staggered to his feet, holding Changsheng tightly with his trembling fingertips, wanting to fight again.

However, the dantian is dry, the Burning Emotion Pearl is dim, and there is no spiritual power in the body, and even the longevity cannot be held.

Yan Chang'an tried his best to protect each other, his left leg was almost cut off, his bones faltered, he could no longer dodge, and his skin was bruised in an instant.

"Chang'an...don't worry about me..."

The senior brother choked up and babbled, no matter how much he hated in his heart, he couldn't see Yan Chang'an dying in front of his eyes.

The blade clanged in his ear, and he narrowly escaped the blow. Yan Changan replied: "We must die together, and we will be brothers in the next life."

Although he is afraid of death, he does not dare to fight, because he shoulders a heavy burden, and everything his father entrusts to him must be guarded with all his might.

It's a pity that I can't see Yu Qingfeng again, the person he admires and admires, the joy he has gained through hardships.

Thinking of the happy person, suddenly recalling what Duan Juechen said, Yan Changan choked up and said: "Brother, Duan Juechen left a message."

Hearing this name, Lin Wanjiang burst into tears, Wenyan Changan said again: "I owe him two lifetimes, and I will pay it back sooner or later."

The voice is not the same, and it is not as clear as a teenager, but the senior brother always feels that it is Duan Juechen's voice.

The lingering whisper, indifferent but touching, is like a glance under a phoenix tree for ten thousand years.

The senior brother closed his eyes in despair, he was powerless to fight and could not persuade Yan Changan, if he did not follow what he said.

To die together, to be brothers in the next life.

Suddenly, bursts of crows were heard, and the sky was covered by black mist in an instant, and the thick cloudy air spread from far to near.

The senior brother suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a tall figure in front of him. The man's steps were as stiff as scorched bones, and his head was wrapped in a black veil.

The crow's cry was suddenly ear-piercing, with an extremely ominous meaning, and the invisible coercion was like a heavy stone on the heart.

Before the demons could react, they suddenly saw ghosts all over the sky, turning into cold sharp blades one after another, attacking the sky and covering the earth, killing the victim with one blow.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled, even though he was like this, he still recognized that the person who came was actually Duan Juechen.

The soul of the previous life and the present life is buried deep in the shadows, and when it sees the sun again, it will kill decisively.

"Ash!!!"

The senior brother staggered to his feet, passed through the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses, and ran towards Shura who was shaped like a scorched bone.

"I am back......"

The man suddenly raised his hand and hugged him into his arms. His throat was scorched and hoarse, and his dry eyes had no tears in this life.

In an instant, ghosts and spirits emerged one after another, all of whom were fearless brave men who died in the war.

The spirit sword in Wu Qing's hand suddenly shattered, gathering the strongest power, only for the prosperity of the world...