40,000 Years of Cultivation

With Li Yao's roar, Wu Yingqi--Li Linghai's expression became more and more distorted, and more and more struggling, and she couldn't tell who he--she was!

This face full of ugly blood vessels first showed the overbearing and cruelty of the emperor, followed by the cruelty and madness of the devil, but in the end, it was the gentleness of a woman and the perseverance of a mother.

He—her left hand was dragging her right hand to reach Li Yao’s neck, as if to pinch Li Yao’s throat and not let Li Yao speak.

But his right arm made a "crackling" explosion, and the bones burst several times, and they fell softly, just unwilling to attack Li Yao.

Even the frantic long hair turned into two armies of red and white, like two groups of venomous snakes belonging to different camps, biting and gnawing at each other.

"Are you going to betray me?"

He—in the depths of her throat, she uttered Wu Yingqi, who could not believe it, roared, “The ungrateful thing is that I saved you from the sea of ​​suffering, I taught you a wonderful skill, and I let you take revenge. For the people who hate, I gave you the opportunity to call the wind and rain in the palace. How dare you give me back like this, how dare you!"

But then, in the same voice, there was a sharp and sharp scream that belonged to Li Linghai: "You promised, you will let Li Jialing's spirits go, you promised!"

"That is when everything goes well!"

Wu Yingqi’s extremely stern voice came again, "But now, our plans have been ruined by Li Yao. It is all his fault. If you still want to keep your son’s spirit, then don’t stop and kill. he!"

"Kill you big head!"

While Wu Yingqi and Li Linghai were struggling with each other from side to side, and when heaven and man were fighting, Li Yaoyun took the last bit of strength and slammed against him-her hard, and his head hit him-her chest, a surging spirit. Able to follow the roots of the spirit and pierce him like a sharp blade into her body!

"what!"

Wu Yingqi--Li Linghai's chest was deeply sunken, and the two spirits screamed at the same time.

"This……"

Li Yao blinked quickly, sweating profusely, "His Royal Highness, tell me how can I help you and kill this bastard?"

"Ho **** ho ho, it's impossible!"

On the ugly face full of blood vessels, he once again squeezed out a cruel expression, Wu Yingqi grinned and said, "My soul and the soul of this **** are deeply entangled, killing me is equivalent to killing her, you should How to choose, comprehensionist Li Yao?"

After that, his face changed, and Li Linghai's brilliance emerged again. He stammered and said with difficulty: "Kill...Kill...Kill me, kill me!"

Li Yao's face changed and then changed again. The three-handed sword that had just been taken from the ground using the technique of the air defense, couldn't cut it anyway.

He had no relatives since he was a child, and he just lived on each other with his father, and now he treats Li Jialing as his own brother sincerely.

Although he and Li Linghai couldn't talk about deep feelings, after all, the other party was the only woman the father had loved deeply, and was Li Jialing's mother.

Li Jialing was desperate to sneak into the imperial capital to take risks, wasn't it just to save his mother?

If there is no awakening, it is okay to say, but now Li Linghai has clearly awakened his self-will, for a while, Li Yao really didn't know whether he should start with Wu Yingqi--Li Linghai.

After hesitating, his chest was hit again like a meteorite, but it was Wu Yingqi who took control of this body again and blasted him out again.

"Hahahahahaha, this is the biggest problem of your cultivators-soft-hearted and hesitant!"

Wu Yingqi-The long **** hair behind Li Jialing's head gradually gained the upper hand in the contest of will, swallowing and infecting the white strands that had just grown, his smile almost tore the corners of Li Linghai's mouth, "You are so weak. The existence of, is not qualified to be a leader of civilization!"

"Yes, he is a soft-hearted fool."

A voice came from behind Wu Yingqi, "But I am not!"

But it was Long Yang Jun, who used the art of separating things from the air to roll up hundreds of war knives and flying swords. All magic weapons burned with the most intense spiritual flames and shot towards Wu Yingqi.

Wu Yingqi—Li Linghai’s battle between heaven and humans just now greatly weakened his control of the bald demon. These demon were originally born, and they were not sufficiently infiltrated by the nether energy. They lost Wu Yingqi’s control, Dao Xin and Nether energy conflict, he screamed with his head, where is Long Yangjun's opponent?

Long Yangjun easily solved these demons, manipulated their weapons, transformed into a rainstorm-like stream, and attacked Wu Yingqi's vitals without mercy.

Long Yangjun is both righteous and evil, and she could not be regarded as a cultivator. She and Li Linghai have no feelings or bonds at all, and naturally there is nothing to hesitate. One shot is the most powerful killer, which shows the ancient holy sword immortal. Style.

On the one hand, Wu Yingqi wanted to fight against Li Linghai’s backlash in his body, and on the other hand to suppress Li Yao. He really didn’t have enough energy to guard against Long Yang behind him. When he sensed that Long Yang’s flying swords were coming, it was too late. Can do his best, with a wave of his left arm, 36,000 pores sparked a thick blood mist from the body, blocking in front of him like a shield, forcibly holding hundreds of flying swords and swords.

"Ziss ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZI!"

The dazzling electric arc ran wildly between the blood and fog. Hundreds of flying swords were clearly frozen, but the tips of the swords trembled wildly, as if they would break the restriction at any time, and continue to sprint towards Wu Yingqi.

"Chichichichichichichi!"

The blood mist seemed to have been burned by extremely high temperature, and it was constantly dimming and shrinking, just like Wu Yingqi's soul at this moment.

The faces of Long Yangjun and Wu Yingqi turned pale in an instant, their eye sockets all exploded, and the cobweb-like gaps continued to spread around, like two chapped statues, they would completely collapse at any time.

This is the purest competition of spirits, energy and even vitality. There is no fancy at all, it is like two people are tearing each other and rolling towards the abyss of destruction.

Even Li Yao, who is not far away, can perceive the vitality of the two of them passing by in a form visible to the naked eye, no, it is not passing, it is simply "hurricane"!

In just three seconds, it was as long as three years. The blood mist and flying sword between the two finally shrank and exploded fiercely. The shock wave mixed with thousands of sword fragments almost enveloped the entire space. Even Li Yao was affected and turned back several somersaults again.

"Long Yangjun!"

After all, Li Yao was only shocked by the aftermath and was not directly injured. He released his spiritual search and quickly locked the position of Long Yangjun. When he flew over to look, he found that Long Yangjun's face was pale and the crystal armor pieces all over his body were cracked. , Embedded with sword fragments, the breath is extremely weak.

He hurriedly extracted a medical medicine from Qiankun Ring, injected it along Long Yangjun's spine, and used his own psychic energy to stir up the medicine to help her dissolve the medicine.

Looking at Wu Yingqi's direction again, Li Yao saw an unforgettable scene in his lifetime.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and Wu Yingqi--Li Linghai seemed to stand on the cliff, with unspeakable regret and determination on his face.

Her long hair became crystal clear, pure and flawless white again, so white without any impurities, no matter black or red.

Her eyes have also restored the purity of the past, so pure that in the most filthy and dark world, you can see beautiful and kind things.

These were not the eyes of Li Linghai a year ago.

These were the eyes of Li Linghai, who was a young girl more than a hundred years ago. They were the eyes of a young girl who still didn't know what she would experience in the next hundred years and what fate she would bear.

She smiled, like a small flower falling from a cliff.

There was a certain strength in her throat and chest struggling desperately, trying to regain control of her body, but she used the left hand that temporarily returned to her control, grabbed the soft right hand, and held half of a sharp broken knife.

She took a deep look in Li Yao's direction, with regrets and apologies in her eyes that could not be described with pen and ink.

"Don't—"

Li Yao's scalp was numb and he yelled subconsciously.

But Li Linghai turned a deaf ear to his ears, his fingers were cut apart by the blade, and blood was flowing out, just like this, he held the blade and pierced his heart fiercely.

"Hey!"

She didn't leave any room for herself. The blade pierced in from her heart, pierced out from behind, even clutching the back of the knife and turning it forcefully, completely destroying her heart tissue.

Her body originally consumed a lot of vitality in the agitation of the Jinjing Tower, withered and corrupted to the extreme, now even the heart is self-destroying, even if the other organs are intact, it can no longer be used by such peerless murderers as Wu Yingqi. use.

"what!"

The tranquility and relief on her face were instantly replaced by hideousness and pain, and Wu Yingqi screamed deep in her throat.

All the protruding blood vessels in the body seemed to break free from the restraint of the muscles, and broke "crackly", spewing countless pillars of blood around.

Even the war knife that smashed the heart was withdrawn, and a large mass of plasma was ejected from his chest.

The blood column and plasma condensed in midair into a blood mist with teeth and claws, and Wu Yingqi's big face with gritted teeth gradually emerged.

"This is Wu Yingqi's remnant soul!"

Long Yangjun shouted with difficulty, "Kill him, don't let him run away!"

Before he finished his words, this big **** face gave Li Yao a fierce look, but it split into hundreds of **** streamers and fled into the depths of the Golden Crystal Pagoda.

Li Yao's reaction was not unpleasant. Divine Sense engulfed thousands of sword fragments and lased towards the **** streamer, but only had time to cut off thirty or fifty **** streamers.

Just as he was about to get up to catch up, the last group of bald demons appeared again around them. Although these demons had lost Wu Yingqi's control, their brains were severely distorted by the phantom energy, which was enough to delay Li Yao for a while.

Li Yao's hands were swift and quick, kicking a few demons out and snatching back Li Linghai's fragmented body.

"Your Royal Highness, don't die like this!"

Li Yao was holding Li Linghai’s body and madly injecting psychic energy into her body, “Li Jialing needs you, and the future empire also needs you to clean up the mess, and the secrets of the emperor’s tomb...Please, hold on, it’s just the heart. It's just a small burst, it's okay!"