The Dangerous Cultivator

Chapter 1751: Dragon does not regret

The price of Long Jingtian doing all this for Xue Zihan is that his strength is greatly damaged and it is difficult to recover for a long time.

Otherwise, even if the lord of the East China Sea was ambushed by Niu Tongtian's generation, how could he destroy the jumping clowns and transform the body to injure himself.

Not to be reduced to such a terrible situation with this humble human race.

However, in the view of Long Jingtian, these are nothing.

The real key is that he has separated the essence of the demon core, and if Ruobian is connected with Xue Zihan's life, he will induce each other.

This is also the key to Xue Zihan's unwillingness to follow Xu Yi's departure from the demon realm, because there is such a sense of induction that she can't get rid of, she can never get rid of Long Jingtian.

It is precisely because of this kind of induction that she was able to say decisively that Long Jingtian had never died under the ambush of Niu Tongtian, and she could timely notice that Long Jingtian had come to Jingfa Temple.

Long Jingtian couldn't imagine that there would be such a person in the world that would let Xue Zihan give up his life for him.

As a scattered spirit of Xue Zihan, the spirit began to die, the flesh died, and the essence of the demon core hidden in the demon palace was immediately annihilated.

The essence of this demon nucleus is the essence of the demon nucleus in Long Jingtian's body.

As soon as the demon core essence in Xue Zihan died, his demon core immediately lost its spirituality and began the process of death.

Despair turned into sadness, and sadness quickly turned into endless fear.

However, instead of fearing his own death, Long Jingtian died of his death, and his lifelong career and the mysterious fairy tale were cut off. Just because he suddenly thought that he and Xuexian are humans and monsters, they are dead, they will be dark forever, I am afraid they are also in two worlds.

Gradually, Long Jingtian's consciousness was surrounded by endless fear, and gradually, he fell into eternal darkness.

To death, he never regretted the separation of the essence of the demon core to Xue Zihan.

To death, he never blamed her.

Looking at Xue Zihan's spirit gradually returned to nothingness, Xu Yi's eyes were completely dull, his body seemed to be completely hollowed out, and there was a large net, which bound his spirits to death, and could not escape from the spiritual platform.

Xu Yi closed his eyes and waited for something quietly. After a short period of change, Rao was unable to resist his mind.

Huge sorrow, like a tidal wave, flooded the sky.

His demon body almost stopped being restored, the lower half had recovered, but the upper half never showed signs of recovery.

The breath of life has almost flowed clean. He took out the bottle of lamb jade in the mustard with his thoughts, but Shennian could not urge the bottle.

His body was almost dead, and his soul was weakened to the extreme.

It seems that Xu Yi is also waiting for the permanent darkness to come.

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The pale sun shined through the rain-stained glass of green and black-colored glass on the face of a young man with a beard, making the fangs grin and drink with a loud voice, and it became even more haggard.

The owner of the face was almost squatting on the gaming chair in the Internet cafe, and a pair of scarlet eyes almost got into the wide LCD screen in front of him.

Internet cafés with hundreds of computers scattered all over the place, counting his voice as the fiercest and loudest.

"Grass, Lao Yinbi, kill that Voldemort ... Lao Tzu, don't grab it, it's all Lao Tzu, grass ... Lao Tzu gets up and fights himself, **** you, **** ..."

The furry hair was chaotic, and I did not know how long it had been taken care of, and with the constantly shaking head, there was no wind to stand up.

When the wall clock on the wall points to eleven o'clock, the young man slaps on the keyboard and emits a huge sigh, so that everyone can feel his loss. Chicken ... "

"Hey, when the old lady ’s keyboard was made of iron, or picked up for nothing, you said you've been mixing here for almost a year, but you have a dime for the old lady, and dare to practice things, and see if the old lady doesn't lift you out ... ... "

The fair-skinned young woman in a full-bodied thirty-spoked hate finished and smashed a bucket of pickled beef noodles in front of the youth.

At this moment, there was a mess in the northwest corner of the Internet cafe. First, two people scolded each other. Then, seven or eight people confronted each other, holding their keyboards and gaming chairs. Obviously, a big battle would start at any time.

"grass!"

The young man snorted, and the boss's eyes crossed, and he rushed out.

"Dust, don't get me wrong, it's the gangsters in the Western District who pricked."

"Ah, Brother Chen, I'm Lao Nine, Lao Nine, we're in a team, ah ..."

"Ah ..."

Youth's problem-solving methods are short and rude, but extremely efficient.

After a while, the seven or eight people faced their swollen faces together, obediently walked towards the door, passed by the boss's counter, and there were seven or eight old heads on the counter.

The lady with a frown smiled, grabbed a handful of ham sausage, and threw it towards the youth.

The ham intestines flew in a volley, but were copied in the hands of the youth with certainty.

"Being together, together, oh, oh ..."

There was a rush of whistle in the cafe and a whistle sounded.

The young man turned a deaf ear, tore the ham sausage cover, stuffed it into the noodle soup, raised the noodles, and was about to enter.

Suddenly, it was dark, and the entire Internet cafe suddenly collapsed. There was a flood of water outside the window, and then there was a cloud.

"My grass, this kid is about to finish playing, now, I can kill him ..."

The young man yelled at the sky, suddenly turned into a golden bird, but had three legs, but a crow with wings spread, disappeared without trace.

The next moment, the scene was changed to Jing Fa Dian. In front of Xu Yi, who was almost a half-demon and half-human figure with a corpse, the dust of the monk's robe appeared, and it appeared.

"What the **** is going on here? It ’s so miserable. I lost a pass and told you to turn it into a sacred formula. You still have this misery. Weak chicken, really weak chicken ..."

Bao Xiang solemnly sprayed the trendy vocabulary with a stream of water in the dust mouth, and the overall image was extremely contradictory.

It turned out that this dust, of course, wasn't Xu Yi's teaching profession, but the very ancient and powerful memory that Xu Yi encountered in defending the heavenly magic jade in the ultimate heavenly **** jade.

Memory gave birth to psychic wisdom, and for a bet became the guardian of the demon jade.

Guardians are best at reading people's memories, and they also rely on reading the intruder's memories to dispatch a long and lonely loneliness.

When the defender encounters Xu Yi, he reads his memory and turns into an image of dust, and communicates with Xu Yi.

Due to the fate meeting, Chen Chen fancyed Xu Yi's long memory. In his opinion, it was just a living world.

For him who has been lonely for many years, Xu Yi's long memory is the real world he most yearns for.

In order to allow Xu Yi to open the memory of the long river, Chen Chen did not hesitate to make all kinds of promises, and even taught Xu Yijiu to turn into the sacred tactics. Then he successfully entered Xu Yi's long river of memory and disappeared.

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