Chapter 1410: Erlang Zhenjun, Master Is Here (23)

Xia Ling's eyes were faintly red, and his long hair was windless and automatic, like thousands of long arrows rushing straight towards Xuanlin.

Puff.

The long hair sank into the flesh and went straight through.

Xuan Lin held a three-pointed two-edged knife, and Xuan Lin opened his third eye and raised his hand quietly.

He wiped the blood from his lips.

"Okay Xia Xia, now, are you happy?"

The thin lips were pale, and an almost nihilistic smile emerged.

He just couldn't understand why he still remembered her Dan Fang when she treated him like this, and looked for those extinct elixirs for her everywhere when he was full of resentment towards her.

Xuan Lin stared at the woman.

He looked at her confused face.

She finally showed the same look as him, so didn't she hate him that much?

"If you're happy, can you come and hug me?"

"Just a little bit. Cough. ”

Mouthfuls of blood poured out of the shattered dantian, dying, dying again.

Even if it is a former god, the destruction of the second primordial god is equivalent to completely dissipating in the human world, right?

Xuan Lin was stubborn and looked at Xia Ling longingly, he raised his hand and wiped the blood on his lips again.

"Xia Xia...... You ......"

The long black hair pierced Xuanlin's body.

The woman who couldn't see clearly stood there, and she didn't move.

She looked at Xuanlin and smiled, watching Xuanlin fall.

He tried for her to hug him, but she didn't move.

She looked at her long black hair, as if it had been burned by something, and suddenly golden flames rose.

The golden flames spread across Xuan Lin's body.

The golden flames ran down her long hair and burned on Xia Ling's body.

Inch by inch, burn all the demon bones.

The long hair turned into nothing, and a smell that soaked people's hearts and spleens came from the flames on Xuanlin's body.

Xia Ling lowered his body and gently stroked Xuanlin's cheek.

His body was cold, and her hand rested lightly on his forehead.

A touch of cool something came from his forehead, and she sucked it into her hand and held it.

The next moment, the heavenly tribulation between heaven and earth came as scheduled.

One of the two Mahayana monks had died, and the thunder tribulation retreated with a bang.

Then, nine hundred and eleven golden thunders were like the end of the world's catastrophe.

Xia Ling hugged Xuanlin and got up.

His gray robe was soaked with blood, his closed eyelids made his face pale, and his eyelashes were slender and had a deep shadow.

Xia Ling lowered his head and kissed Xuanlin.

His thin lips were cold, but the touch of Yuan Ling that Xia Ling was holding in his hand was hot.

When the first thunder fell, everything was terrified, Xia Ling held up Xuanlin's body and watched his body turn into ashes under the thunderstorm.

Xia Ling condensed the fly ash and put Yuan Ling inside.

When the flying ash condensed into an eye, a crimson elixir appeared in front of Xia Ling's eyes.

Xia Ling was silent.

Dream of the pill?

Is Xuanlin crazy? From the beginning, he didn't want to kill the demons in his heart, did he?

He helped her refine the elixir, he ...... Even if he doesn't know the past grievances and hatreds, from the bottom of his heart, he has never really hated her, right?

Boom, another thunderbolt fell.

Xia Ling didn't use anything to block it, she took the Susheng Pill before the heavenly thunder, and just took it.

A stream of heat gushed out of the dantian, and the body was warm everywhere.

The demon bones are long gone.

Xuanlin's Yuan Spirit burned, helping her fade away the demon bones and protecting her dantian.

When the flame burned on her body, it was like a man's arms, encircling her and embracing her.

He used his last life to protect her.

(End of chapter)