Emperor of Nine Suns

boom!

With an explosion, Zhou Xuan's entire body exploded into a shrill rain of blood.

Affected by this shocking change, the mellow and flawless Divine Comedy suddenly suffocated.

Everyone in the Gu Le Club looked shocked!

Everyone is devastated. The members of the Ancient Music Club not only get along day and night, but also share the same goals.

In this almost desperate little fairy world, everyone joins hands to play music, encourages each other, and fights side by side. Especially after experiencing the bloody disaster of Wangtian Ancient City together, they all regard each other as life and death confidants.

The companion who struggled together in despair and waited hand in hand for tomorrow suddenly passed away, his body and soul disappeared, and his tomorrow will never come again!

"Zhou Xuan!"

Guan Ying let out a shrill scream, and tears burst into Qingyuan's eyes.

"Brother Xiao Zhou."

Qingsun boy even stayed on the spot.

Before Chu Chen, who had murderous intent in his eyes, could take Zhou Xuan's place to play, a soft whistle rose into the sky, bringing with it a sense of joy like a trapped dragon emerging from its shackles.

"Qingyuan, my master will teach you the last time today... remember, if you don't kill the enemy, you will suffer from it!"

It was as if a sun exploded in the void, and endless white pupils of death light shot out in all directions.

The golden-armored general constructed from the Divine Comedy only persisted for a moment, and finally collapsed and dissipated with a roar.

The violent explosion knocked all six remaining members of the Ancient Music Club away.

While everyone was still in the air, they heard a harsh string sound tearing through the void.

Immediately afterwards, a bright sword light slashed towards the tear-stained Qingyuan in mid-air.

Qingyuan couldn't take action against Ji Mie, a half-master and half-elderly figure.

But it was obvious that Ji Mie was attacking her in no uncertain terms.

The Yuanhai Realm strongman's angry attack was so swift, but at this moment Qingyuan felt unparalleled grief in his heart.

She felt that Zhou Xuan died because of her soft-heartedness, and it was right for her to pay for it with her own life!

Chu Chen's angry roar seemed to come from the horizon. The bright sword light was still far away, and a tearing pain surged from the depths of his soul.

If you dare to make mistakes when facing a strong Yuan Hai realm, you will have no choice but to let others take advantage of you.

The creed of the Nine Heavens Breaking Formation Group is to eradicate all evil, and today Jiannie made this statement more clear and clear: if you don't kill the enemy, you will suffer!

Both are the same. Who can tell clearly between justice and evil?

His honey is my arsenic.

Chu Chen's roar made Qingyuan suddenly wake up.

It's time to end, no longer lingering for nine days, no longer looking back, never looking back.

At this moment, Qingyuan's heart was as calm as water, as if he had completely figured something out.

In her heart, she finally let go of Jiutian.

Regardless of life or death, the fate between this life and the Nine Heavens is over! !

His calm eyes suddenly solidified, and a figure suddenly stood in front of him, blocking the sword light that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

Chu Chen?

No, he was too far away and couldn't make it in time. He was still screaming and roaring.

Who is that? Who stopped the sword light in front of him?

The elegant figure turned around, reached out and pushed hard on her shoulder, causing Qingyuan to fall downwards involuntarily, and was then caught by Chu Chen who was so frightened and furious that he went crazy.

Qingyuan raised his head vigorously and saw a familiar face that he didn't pay much attention to.

Lingque Scholar, he was smiling and muttered, "It's a pity that I started too late. If I had started earlier, I might have had a chance. After all, that kid is not as handsome as me..."

The frightened Chu Chen still let out a low roar in his throat, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he hugged Qingyuan.

He also looked up and was stunned.

Starting from the middle, Lingque Scholar's body split into two halves.

Blood rained like a waterfall, and the face that was split in half was still smiling, as if he tried hard to say something, but no one knew it at all.

Immediately afterwards, the rich white pupil death light spread out, completely shattering and annihilating the figure.

The path of spiritual practice is a road of death filled with bones. There is a saying in the secular world that one general's success will lead to ten thousand bones.

And if a monk wants to climb to the top, he will create more than tens of thousands of bones along the way?

Qingyuan has always been very calm in the face of death.

But today her heart was completely shattered by death!

Even when he was pointed at by that bright sword light, he was very calm.

But seeing Lingque Scholar’s ​​figure completely shattered.

For the first time, Qingyuan had real murderous intent in her eyes, looking at Ji Mie, who she had once been both a father and a teacher.

Qingyuan yelled, "Old thief of Nie Mie, if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being!"

Qingyuan burst into tears.

She thought that it might be Chu Chen who rushed to protect her. After all, this love was inseparable.

It might be Ren Cangling, he has always been very protective of the younger generation.

She never thought she would be the Lingque Scholar. That person never liked to talk in the ancient music club. He was surprisingly steady. Qingyuan didn't even remember how many words she had said to him.

But now, when he was in danger, that guy stopped in front of him without hesitation. Why?

This is a comrade, a companion, a confidant, a comrade who has no time to think and stands up to protect girls!

Eternal Night Breaking Formation, Spirit Bird!

Fall!

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ren Canngling's roar resounded through the void, and Annihilation's attack was very purposeful. The death light flare erupted at close range divided the seven members of the ancient music club into seven directions and blasted them away, making it impossible for them to play together in a short time. Divine Comedy.

Seeing that Zhou Xuan and Lingque Scholar were killed in a short period of time, the remaining Guan Ying and Qingsun were filled with grief and anger, and panic in their hearts.

The dazzling light of death filled the void. In such an environment, resisting the erosion of the death energy had everyone scrambling, and no one could fight back for a while.

Only Chu Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the coldness and coldness in his eyes became even more intense and could not be concealed.

Boom boom boom...

The void exploded, and in the bright white death light, the silent figure suddenly swayed and turned into four.

Four storm-like figures surrounded the four directions, forming a vaguely huge encirclement, completely surrounding the five figures.

"Don't be sad, you will be reunited with them soon, and you won't be lonely on the road to hell."

Nie Mie's expression was cold, and his deathly white pupils were bursting with heart-stopping murderous intent. It was obvious that this Yuan Hai Realm strongman was completely furious.

Indeed, as a high-ranking Yuanhai realm, it is undoubtedly a complete shame to be almost trapped to death by a few Tianhe-level juniors.

The silence now is so angry that it is going crazy.

His cold white eyes scanned the void, and when they landed on Qingyuan, they suddenly looked particularly furious.

"Qingyuan, tell me, has Jiutian ever felt sorry for you?"

"It didn't happen before."

Qingyuan coldly replied that her status in Jiutian has always been very transcendent, even if she was finally stripped away from the core of power, she has always been a member of Jiutian, which is considered to be the highest and noblest status.

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