Sou!

In an instant, under the feet of the Xuannu Phantom, a violent white light suddenly burst out, and the light directly wrapped the Xuannu into it, and then, Ling Yandan's ears sounded a teleportation sound, and then, several exclamations sounded.

Ling Yan was frightened.. Suddenly there was a shadow in his brain that surprised him, surprised, and could never have imagined....

Chu Yanran had already turned around and walked towards the center of the sect's great array with hurried steps.

"The storm and clouds are over, and the deity is no longer entangled with you!"

Mo Yeqing in the air seemed to know something, and immediately turned around, turned into a black shadow, and decomposed from the several rays of light.

"The Hall of Eternal Life, the wind and clouds are in the first place!"

At this moment, the tall cupola stone statue spat out a burst of dry, hard words.

The sound is empty and hollow, melodious floating in this piece of heaven and earth, and the entire Tiansheng Peak can be heard up and down.

Whoever is at this moment is stunned by this shocking news!!

The Palace of Eternal Life takes the first??

Who would dare to believe such a thing?

Whether fighting or not, whose flesh and skin beat a little unconsciously.

They thought hard about what they had just heard, and after repeating themselves again and again, they finally thought that they were right!

But is the idol wrong?? It's possible for anyone to take the first place, but it's impossible for it to be the turn of the Ten Thousand Years Old Bottom Immortal Palace, right??

The disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life were all overjoyed, but unfortunately, the various sects were too far apart to see the expressions of the people of the other sects. But you can know that their expressions are probably very exciting.

Sou!

A ray of light shot out from between the idol's eyes and flew straight in the direction of the Hall of Eternal Life.

"Won the first place!!"

Ling Yan's expression was a little stiff.

Suddenly, he thought of something, among so many disciples, there was only one person, he didn't wait, thinking of this, Ling Yan hurriedly turned around and walked towards the middle of the sect.

And Leng Wanqing, who was clutching the hem of his clothes, was caught off guard, and was almost knocked to the ground by Ling Yan's sudden move.

"Hey, Ling Yan, are you going to go or not!" Leng Wanqing shouted loudly with some complaints, but unfortunately, although she knew that letting Ling Yan go, she couldn't save anything except save his life.

But Ling Yan was so confused that his steps were hurried, and he even walked towards the central circle in a bit of a panic.

There... Many of the female disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life had already formed a circle, and most of the male disciples were also standing quietly beside them.

Chu Yanran walked into the circle of people early, and the soft milky white light bloomed from her side.

Ling Yan rushed over and pushed away the crowd.

Finally.. The last disciple was passed on, but unlike the other disciples, he was safe and sound...

Situ Meier...

Lying quietly on the circle, his face is soft and peaceful, and the charm of his weekdays is gone.

His hands were cold on his lower abdomen, and his usually red mouth was bloodless. The eyes are gently and naturally closed, and the slender eyelashes coincide.

Under his nose, Ling Yan felt like he was digging out his heart and lungs, uncomfortable...

The discomfort from the bottom of his heart, for some reason, although he knows that all this can have nothing to do with him!

But he couldn't!!

I can't do this kind of indifference, and the fragments in my mind are like slides echoing one by one...

Suddenly there was a feeling that it seemed... This is the real Situ Meier... Instead of that, let the family persecute and think about everything for the sake of the family.

"Elder, Mei'er has finally won the first place in the Fengyun Duel for you..."

Chu Yanran raised her head expressionlessly and looked at Ling Yan.

"What's wrong with her?"

Ling Yan's tone was a little sad. He's trying his best to suppress his emotions...

Although, the hands have already begun to tremble..

"The three souls and seven spirits have been completely lost, and only one soul and one soul are left, this is the price of that forbidden spell, this is the rare secret of their Situ family and my Chu family....."

Chu Yanran gently cast a gentle spell to stabilize the only remaining wisp of Situ Mei'er's soul... Such as... As long as she is not careful, Situ Mei'er, she will disappear forever in eternal life...

"Really?"

Ling Yan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "Is it worth it??" The first in the storm.... What does it have to do with me .... Hahaha..... It's ridiculous! ”

Ling Yan laughed out loud with some gaffes, but his words couldn't help but make some people frown slightly.

"Yanran, protect Situ Mei'er's soul, I will bring it back to the sect, and I have my own way to recover it, but Elder Ling, please be cautious! Things have not developed to the point of no return! ”

Mo Bifang in the air descended, the willow eyebrows were twisted together, and he said coldly.

"There is salvation... Is it really saved?? Then save her quickly and bring her back to life!!! ”

Ling Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light... Words are a little crazy..

"Situ Mei'er's achievements in the sect are as great as heaven, even if I don't save her, the supreme head of the sect will definitely help! Elder Ling doesn't have to worry! ”

Seeing Ling Yan's demeanor at this time, Mo Bifang sighed slightly, his cold face was a little moved, and nodded.

Then, Mo Bifang lightly raised his lotus hand, and with a wave in the air, Situ Meier's body was slowly controlled by her and floated, slowly floating on the Black Hung Eagle.

Mo Bifang slowly leaned down, stretched out his hands, and gently placed Situ Mei'er's body flat on the eagle, and then stabilized her last wisp of soul...

"Ahh How did it come to this... Even if this woman is saved, I'm afraid that her cultivation will be gone. It's a pity! ”

Leng Wanqing, who walked up, shook her head with some regret.

If the cultivation is regressive, then the lifespan gained in reality will also be subtracted. Ling Yan knows..

"Ling Yan..."Leng Wanqing came to Ling Yan's side and pulled him.." Although Mo Yeqing was only my half-day apprentice, I could see through him at a glance... If you don't go again... It's too late! ”

"Are you afraid of death?"

Ling Yan turned around and looked at Leng Wanqing with a calm look in his eyes.

"If you're leaving, you can leave first, I.... Definitely can't go! ”

This time, Ling Yan was not angry, Leng Wanqing was also for his good in the end, he was not qualified to be angry...

Situ Meier has already made Ling Yan understand that she cherishes everyone around her....

Sou!

Suddenly, above the sky, the sound of a meteor piercing the sky swayed.

Everyone looked up, but they saw that a colorful light, in a spiraling shape, shot towards Ling Yan's side!

"It's a prize for the storm, a godsend reward!!"

Mo Bifang, who was on top of the black hung eagle, immediately lost his voice.

Syllable..

With a soft sound, the colorful light disappeared, but everyone was surprised and shocked to find that at this time, Ling Yan's hand was actually holding the prize.

The idol was not given to Mo Bifang, but was directly handed over to Ling Yan's hands.....