All around, the air is rushing wildly, and the wind pillars are dense and terrifying!

On the ground, the sand flies and the stones walk, and countless large deep pits loom in the flying dust and sand!

In mid-air, the far right on the left flashed with purple light all over his body, and his slightly hideous face was sometimes pale and sometimes purple!

Guan Qing on the right, his body is like an autumn leaf in the wind, and he keeps trembling!

The frightened and terrifying eyes brilliantly interpreted how violent and angry his heart was at this moment!

He stretched his hands forward desperately, and together with the extreme right, he tried his best to infuse the blood flag with true qi and attack with all his might!

And Zhao Xiang, who was facing the fierce attack of the extreme right and Guan Qing, clenched his hands tightly on the table in front of his chest, and the blood-colored yin-yang diagram kept spinning!

The bloody qi all over his body rolled at the same time and rushed towards his hands like a tide, and there was a steady stream of massive input!

With a large amount of blood and evil qi replenished, the yin and yang diagram rotated into a round of red yang!

And the six characters that flow around Chiyang, "Soul Suppression, Soul Dementor, Soul Extermination", can no longer see the handwriting, only to see a circle of light black on the edge of Chiyang, exuding a strange black glow that devours people's souls!

The yin-yang diagram is the manifestation of the externalization of the soul!

Zhao Xiang was running the yin-yang diagram while glaring at the crazy attacks of the two big masters opposite!

At this moment, Zhao Xiang was as pale as snow because he had excessively extracted and consumed all the true qi and yuan power in his body, and with a heavy color of dead ash, and the dead ash erupted fiercely, coupled with the constant writhing of his facial muscles, he was more and more hideous and terrifying at this time!

On the ground, all the cultivators of the Wuyue Sect paid attention to this battle, and among their pupils, they only saw the sweat on Zhao Xiang's head dripping down, and his body trembling violently, despite this, the cultivators did not see Zhao Xiang take a step back, but the steel teeth gritted to resist the purple sun and blood banner jointly cast by the extreme right and Guan Qing!

The fierce battle between the two sides in mid-air generated a shockwave that was incomparably powerful!

Bounce everyone in Jade Everest Square again and again!

The people who were bounced off are back in place again!

This shocking battle is too thrilling!

Whether it was the disciples of the Wuyue Sect or the masters of the other sects, they were all extremely concerned about the instantaneous situation in the field!

From beginning to end, from beginning to end, Zhao Xiang has fought hard several times, and his true yuan is almost exhausted at this moment!

And the extreme right and Guan Qing above, although they were also injured, but the true qi yuan power and injured body and mind consumed by the two of them were far inferior to Zhao Xiang's critical situation like walking on thin ice! From this point of view, the two warring sides in mid-air, Zhao Xiang's externalized soul simple yin and yang diagram was extremely powerful, and it had swept through several realms, but because the true qi yuan power was far inferior to the extreme right, and the Guan Qing was vast and mellow, it was quite difficult to defeat the blood flag and purple yang!

And the situation was just as expected by the cultivators of the Wuyue Sect, and the purple sun and the blood banner had the upper hand in an instant!

They all teleported above Zhao Xiang's head in unison, and attacked Zhao Xiang with eight rotating crimson wind blades at the same time!

Zhao Xiang, whose eyes were slowly descending, suddenly filled the eyes of everyone in the Wuyue Sect with endless sadness and sadness!

Pang Guang's eyes were red, his fists were clenched arrogantly, and Xia Xue's delicate body trembled uncontrollably!

There are also Li Zhi, Ma Mingxiao, Wu Bingyan, Elder Jingyue and others, all of whom are in a agitated mood and full of grief and indignation!

Everyone knew in their hearts that Zhao Xiang was powerless to fight back! Zhao Xiang had already reached a dead end! Zhao Xiang was about to be dissipated!

It's just, it's just, it's just that no one wants to admit that Zhao Xiang has no possibility of winning and no hope of life!

Not only in the hearts of the disciples of the Wuyue Sect, but even in the hearts of Wu Huaiyi, Yang Wei, and Jingyue, the bigwigs of the Wuyue Sect, they also believed that Zhao Xiang did not lose, did not die, was still alive, and would always live!

At least he didn't lose to the extreme right, Guan Qing!

What he lost to was actually a vicious human heart and a shameless conspiracy!

In the desperate resistance, Zhao Xiang's whole body shook violently, his body suddenly swayed from side to side several times, and then a stream of blood gushed out from his mouth, and his whole person fell vertically to the ground like a meteor in the vast, strong, and terrifying Liliang bombardment of the extreme right and Guan Qing!

Zhao Xiang in the fall, his pale face instantly dimmed!

The whole person looks like a candle flame about to go out in the wind!

His godless eyes looked at the sky unwillingly and angrily!

The Yin-Yang Diagram, which originally rotated at high speed like a red sun, lost the support of the True Qi Yuan Force, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

And the terrifying devouring power of the blood banner in the purple sun quickly rushed towards him at the speed of lightning and flint!

With the residual divine sense, Zhao Xiang quickly investigated the true yuan in his body!

At the zuihou moment of life, he doesn't want to give up, he doesn't want to give up, he has too many responsibilities and too many things!

However, the whole body was empty, just like a poor man with four walls, and he could no longer find the slightest trace of true qi yuan power!

Zhao Xiang smiled helplessly, fighting to zuihou, my Zhao Xiang's life will inevitably come to an end!

A hint of vicissitudes, unwillingness, and helplessness appeared at the corner of Zhao Xiang's mouth!

Before he fell to the ground, he exhausted all his strength before turning his head to the side slightly!

Zhao Xiang Zuihou once moved his eyes to the ground as if he was moving a heavy mountain!

Zuihou He just wants to see the person he wants to see the most in this life, and the shadow he wants to see the most!

He wanted to look at the smile that would forever be engraved in his heart!

He wanted to be able to see it again before he died!

It was the dream of a teenager's life!

The summer snow is still cold and beautiful, holy as yesterday, black hair is like a waterfall, and the delicate body is weak willow!

The difference is that at this time, her flower-like face is completely bloody, her star-like eyes are filled with light mist, Bei Tooth bites her cherry lips and is bloody, and the smile on her face is like frost and snow, revealing endless grievances, pain and sorrow!

Pang Guang's small eyes narrowed, and his chest rose and fell violently like waves!

The pride is screaming, and that crazy look contains a long-lasting friendship and pain!

The head of the house, Wu Huaiyi, trembled all over his body like chaff, his face suddenly looked old, and his frowning eyebrows complained of endless desolation and sorrow!

All around, only the squeak of the body falling at high speed and rubbing against the air poured into the ears, and all the other sounds had been quickly blurred, only the pictures of love in memory, the pictures of parents, the pictures of brothers, and the pictures of the master Chixiazi were spinning one by one, and one by one spinning away!

In this moment before he died, Zhao Xiang suddenly thought of many, many things!

Maybe it's only at this moment that I think of the most important person in my life, right?

But but I suddenly remembered Pang Guang, Gao Hao, and Ma Mingxiao, these inner disciples?

weishenmeweishenme even remembered You Meimei, who slapped me, and hugged me tightly?

This is Zhao Xiang's feeling, because the devouring power of the blood flag and the purple sun is approaching, he no longer has any chance to have any time, to cherish the person in his memory, and then to relive the picture engraved in his heart!

When the thick bloody aura of Ziyang and Blood Banner enveloped his body, the terrifying and terrifying Liliang who was able to shatter everything invaded Zhao Xiang's body without hindrance!

At the moment when Zhao Xiang was devoured!

All the people of the Wuyue Sect exclaimed in unison—it was despair in pain, hatred in despair!