The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

In the pitch-black formation, Song Ningqing stood on top of the huge dragon head, following Xiao Heng's instructions, and using the immortal power Xiao Heng gave him to attack.

Song Ningqing couldn't see Wu She's figure, but Xiao Heng could.

In those red-golden pupils, no matter where Wu'she hides, he can find it.

"Upper left, senior brother raises his hand and hits back."

"Come forward, swing your sword."

"...below me."

Xiao Heng paused for a while, and then flicked the dragon's tail with immortal power, and immediately threw something heavy with a heavy blow.

Under the seamless attack of the two, Wu'she slowly revealed his figure.

But this is not what Wushe wants to reveal, but that most of the demon energy in his body has indeed been dispersed.

However, Wushe didn't have any fear. Instead, he laughed and laughed. When Xiao Hengfei approached it, it didn't dodge it, but expanded the scope of the demonic energy erosion.

It didn't really have any emotions until the sharp dragon claws wrapped in Xianli opened its chest and abdomen, and took out the ball of light from it.

"Give it back to me...give him back to me!"

Huge devilish energy gushed out from Wushe, like an endless tide, completely engulfing Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng!

The demonic energy flows in this dark boundary formation, hitting the boundary formation that has begun to shake gradually, but no matter how much demonic energy Wushe releases, it can still hear the dragon's roar that resounds through the world, and the roar that makes it nothing. The strange power that evaporates the magic energy that does not invade.

How much magic energy would it take to kill them?

Or are they no longer able to be killed by the "demon"?

Wushe looked at the demonic energy dissipated in the boundary formation. When it was attacked for the first time, it had already seen clearly that the strange force was not colliding with the magical energy or swallowing it.It is purely like water pouring out a fire, and a river washing away dirt, which is beyond the reach of the spiritual power it knows.

So... is it the so-called "sky"?

When it massacred the city, it didn't send such a punishment from heaven, when it tempted people to be enchanted, it didn't send such a punishment from heaven... When it was about to achieve its goal, did this so-called punishment from heaven come suddenly?

"Even so..."

Wushe said softly, and saw that all the demon energy in front of him had been dissipated, and in mid-air, Xiao Heng and Song Ningqing, who had recovered their human bodies, were slowly falling towards Wushe.

Xiao Heng looked at the ball of light in his hand, and put it in his sleeve calmly.

"When I was eight years old, my father passed away, and I wondered...whether the person who killed my father is as powerful as a god or Buddha."

"Disappoints you?"

Wu'she's body in the boundary formation began to gradually collapse, releasing demonic energy, building a boundary formation, and opposing the immortal powers of Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng, it couldn't hold it in the end.

"No, you are really strong. If I hadn't borrowed strength from the sky, I might be dead now."

"Is it...Xianli?"

Listening to the conversation between Xiao Heng and Wushe, Song Ningqing subconsciously searched for "Vision of Heaven's Secrets" in the altar, only to see a page of the mottled book tremblingly turned.

Because it was taught too thoroughly by Xiao Heng earlier, it also tried to resist, but Xiao Heng, who possessed immortal power, could not resist at all.The energy that was saved with great difficulty was also completely consumed in that confrontation.

Just when it was about to fall asleep, the sharp pain that was about to tear it apart came suddenly, and its body, which was supposed to live the same life as the world, gradually showed signs of breaking apart.

As long as this world is still there, it should be there too!Unless...unless this son of luck who will inherit the way of heaven...will die.

"Tianji Contemplation" struggled to turn a page with the last energy, warning the foolish host.

【Hello!careful! 】

Song Ningqing looked at Tianji and visualized in confusion, not knowing what it was jumping out to do at this juncture.

"what?"

[Fraud! 】

After saying this, the pages of the book suddenly closed. At this time, the pages turned yellow and the cover collapsed, as if this body was about to disappear.

Song Ningqing was startled, when she reset her consciousness, she heard a crisp sound in the circle.

What was that...the sound of being broken.

Xiao Heng, who was talking with Wushe, suddenly covered his throat and knelt down on one knee!Song Ningqing hastily drew her sword to defend, but she couldn't see what kind of magical method Wushe used.

"Xiaoheng, what the hell are you..."

Song Ningqing's expression was solemn, but with the devilish energy protruding from Xiao Heng's body, he didn't even need to ask now.

The blue veins on Xiao Heng's forehead and neck protruded. He turned into a dragon body earlier to mobilize more spiritual power and immortal power, as well as the eyes of the dragon. But I don't know when... his most important and precious dragon ball... unexpectedly Invaded by magic energy!

Xiao Heng clutched his throat, but this time he was not worried about his own safety, but looked at Song Ningqing.

【Brother, get out of here! 】

Although Song Ningqing could hear Xiao Heng's heartbeat after becoming a Taoist couple, how could he leave at this moment?

"Besides, this monster...will not let me go."

Song Ningqing looked at the monster that was completely destroyed but still existed in front of him, and laughed as if Wushe had finally got his wish.

"It's not in vain that I searched and searched and found a gap in you."

"I don't know why that gap appeared, but... thanks to it, I can restrain you!"

"Come on! Turn into a monster! Surrender to the devil! Just let your father see... After turning into a monster, there is no difference between a human and a devil!"

Wushe joyfully stretched out his hand towards Xiao Heng, but Xiao Heng was still trying to resist the demonic energy in his body with the remaining celestial power.

The Fate Soul in Xiao Heng's sleeve slipped down and floated in mid-air, but there was still no reaction at all.

Wu'she's originally rampant laughter gradually subsided at this time, and it asked with a probing and examining tone.

"Leiyun...are you still awake?"

However, no matter how Wushe asked, the group of souls remained motionless like a dead thing.

Wushe immediately went mad and roared: "Okay! If you don't want to wake up, I'll kill Xiao Heng immediately!"

When Wushe took a step forward, Song Ningqing drew out his sword in an instant, and all his immortal power was plated on the white rainbow. This sword turned this dark boundary into a pure white world!

Wushe looked at Song Ningqing in disbelief, the body eroded by the immortal power began to dissipate as quickly as gravel.

"You still have... Xianli?"

"What I used just now was all Xiaoheng's immortal power," Song Ningqing looked at Wushe calmly, "When I got this immortal power, I decided to use it on the blade."

So, never waste it, right?

Wushe smiled, but the fate soul in front of it still did not respond. Xiao Heng seemed to have used the immortal power in his body to support it and controlled the devilish energy. He gasped heavily, looking at Wushe who was about to dissipate .

"Cough! Don't you want to know what your father said that day?"

"It would be nice if... I could never meet you."

"This is what my father... said that day."

After Xiao Heng finished speaking, his forehead began to hurt sharply again, and the demon energy that had been suppressed with all his strength began to gather again.But it doesn't matter, he still needs some time, the celestial power in his body is enough to dissipate these demonic energy, as long as...

Xiao Heng thought about it, but at the next moment, his eyes were about to burst, and the monster that was supposed to be powerless to fight back suddenly stretched out its hand from the tip of Bai Hong's sword all the way up, and its black wrist tightly wrapped Song Ningqing's half body!

"stop----"

Xiao Heng roared, but Wushe leaned out half of his body viciously.

"Ah... since Leiyun is so ruthless, I am going to die again. Before I die, I will take one to die no matter what."

"You and him, who are you?"

……

In the gap between the two worlds, Bai Zhanfeng swung his sword again, using the imitated immortal power, and chopped the last demon under the sword.

Even if he was as tyrannical as Bai Zhanfeng, fighting dozens of heavenly demons, he would hardly be able to hold on in the end.

Su Taojun and Bai Zhanfeng stood back to back, stabilizing the younger generation's head.

"Huh, it's over after all."

Su Taojun turned around, his figure has gradually faded away, this cultivator who has lived for tens of thousands of years, even the last ray of spiritual thought... is about to disperse.

"Grandfather."

Bai Zhanfeng looked at Su Taojun in silence for a moment, and finally had nothing to say, he could only bow deeply to this venerable who is still protecting the world today.

"There's no need to say goodbye, you and I are not such people."

Su Taojun laughed loudly, and looked sideways at the narrowing passage.There is still a rustling sound of crawling in the gap, if the passage is not closed, there may still be some demons coming to look for it.

"Go, go back to the world."

Bai Zhanfeng put his sword back into its sheath, turned his head and walked towards the front of the passage.

He is a person who never looks back, and he also knows that even if there is only a ray of divine sense left, that proud swordsman is still unmatched and needs everyone's sympathy.

Su Taojun looked at the back of Bai Zhanfeng disappearing in the passage, and at a sky demon crawling behind him, he turned his head to look at the monster who didn't know life and death, and didn't understand human language.

"You know what? I've always wanted to die on the battlefield."

"Ascension to the upper world, a peaceful style is not suitable for me."

"I was born with blood, and I can hold the sword as soon as I can walk. I only wish to fight for the rest of my life, and I will live up to this life."

After the passage was completely sealed, the proud swordsman disappeared between heaven and earth after swinging his last sword in this life.

There is no Su Taojun in the world.

It's just... There are still people who remember him, and there are still people who will not forget him.

Xiao Heng woke up in a burst of heavy rain. When he opened his eyes, the circles that surrounded him had begun to dissolve.The dark clouds that had been lurking in the sky for a long time finally squeezed out the pouring rain, and poured the cleansing rain on this world that had just experienced evil.

Chao Sheng and Bai Zhanfeng had dispersed the remaining demon energy and ran to Xiao Heng's side.

"Junior Brother Xiao! Are you okay?"

Chao Sheng raised his hand and patted Xiao Heng's cheek, but Xiao Heng stared blankly at the sky.

He held a red hair band in his right hand, which was torn off Song Ningqing's head.

Xiao Heng thought he was fast enough.

But at the last moment... Song Ningqing pushed him away who was about to step forward regardless of suppressing the demonic energy, hugged the monster himself, and died with the monster.

What kind of blinding light is that?

Why until now... he still can't see anything clearly?

"Master, Senior Brother Chao Sheng," Xiao Heng said quietly, "Look for me, is Ning Qing by my side?"

In this dark sky, under the rain curtain like a waterfall, Xiao Heng was lying alone on the empty ground.

By his side... there is no Song Ningqing.

There is no one who always calls him "Xiao Heng" softly like a peach blossom spring breeze.