Supreme Martial God Technique

But no matter what the result is, Wu Yun has only this one way to go.

Not only to find a way to survive for himself, but also to get Yue Yiren, who is already in danger, out of danger.

The vast devouring power, under Wu Yun's urging, gushed out crazily.

And Wu Yun's cultivation power also flowed away with it.

That is to say, the cultivation power accumulated in Wu Yun's body is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, with his mere semi-saint cultivation, if it were a normal cultivator, he would probably have been unable to hold on.

But even for Wu Yun, even if his power storage is several times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, he is still too weak.

According to the current trend.

He can only hold back the chaos beasts ten meters away from attacking.

That's all!

But the extent covered by the surrounding chaos beasts is more than ten meters?

Hundreds of meters, kilometers, or even ten thousand meters are possible.

This is an immeasurable range.

Because according to Yue Yiren, all the chaotic forces in this plane world have not been refined and tamed, and are full of hostility.

Although this ten-meter range is enough to protect himself and Yue Yiren.

But this is only temporary.

It can't even help Yue Yiren escape, it can only delay the death time of Yue Yiren and himself.

And according to the current situation.

It is estimated that Wu Yun will not be able to support this ten-meter range in at most ten breaths.

All around, there are dense and continuous attacks and collisions.

In other words, this attack and collision are infinite.

And the power accumulation in Wu Yun's body, no matter how much, is limited.

So, it is only a matter of time before he can't hold on.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his method worked and achieved the goal, winning a moment of life extension for him and Yue Yiren.

But the helplessness in the thankfulness is that he did not achieve the complete goal, and he and Yue Yiren still could not escape the final outcome of death.

"Yue Yiren, little witch, there is no way, I am powerless, sorry!"

At the last moment when he felt that he was about to collapse, Wu Yun gritted his teeth and said this sentence full of guilt and helplessness.

"Stinky boy, I don't blame you. Although I am not willing at all, it seems that there is no big regret to die with you!"

Yue Yiren was a little weak and full of unwillingness.

But in her eyes, it seemed that she really saw an inexplicable satisfaction.

Just when Wu Yun was about to say something, Yue Yiren suddenly said: "Stinky boy, I like you!"

This sentence was like a last flash of light.

Yue Yiren's voice suddenly became loud, very crisp and decisive, as if she had mustered up the last courage to say it.

However, after she finished speaking, Yue Yiren smiled happily at Wu Yun and closed her eyes. Maybe she was really ready to wait for death.

As for Wu Yun, he was actually quite surprised.

Maybe, he had guessed a long time ago that Yue Yiren had developed certain feelings for him.

But he has been trying to avoid it, trying not to let such a thing happen, and trying not to let the relationship between the two get any closer.

However, unexpectedly, Yue Yiren still took the initiative to speak.

However, it doesn't matter.

After the accident, Wu Yun just smiled with relief.

Now that life and death are unknown, nothing else matters.

Facing the desperate situation of death, Wu Yun has actually experienced it many times.

And every time in the past, Wu Yun's heart would have all kinds of different waves, and he would think of many things.

But this time, Wu Yun's heart was surprisingly calm.

It was as if nothing had happened, and nothing would happen.

It was like witnessing someone else's drama, not his own death.

He looked at Yue Yiren, who had closed her eyes in front of him, as if she had accepted her fate.

After a moment, she slowly closed her eyes.

The cycle of life and death slowly returned to his body.

The swallowing power that surged out gradually dissipated.

The cultivation power in Wu Yun's body has also been exhausted.

He fell down weakly, his consciousness gradually fading away.

In his last moments, Wu Yun seemed to hear some noisy sounds, and seemed to notice that the surroundings had calmed down, and even felt as if someone was fiddling with his body.

Am I dead?

Have I arrived in the underworld?

Is it the ghost messenger carrying my body?

Some strange thoughts passed through Wu Yun's mind for the last time, and his consciousness had completely dissipated and ceased to exist.

…

"A-choo!"

A sneeze woke up the silence in the room.

In the wild world, the super-god plane, in a sect of a force, several women were sitting quietly in the room, each with a cushion, and they were all meditating and practicing.

The sneeze just now was from Li Yanran.

Li Yanran's sneeze woke up Bai Li'er, Bai Ling, Liu Moyan and other women.

"Sister Yanran, what's wrong?"

Lin Zihan asked softly.

Li Yanran glanced at the women, but didn't speak, and a melancholy look appeared on her face.

"We have been separated from our husband for many years, I wonder how he is doing now!"

Hearing this, the women were silent, with longing and worry on their faces.

"Sister Yanran, Sister Yanran..."

There was a voice outside.

"It's Xiao Tu!"

Li Yanran opened the door and welcomed the bald bird in.

"The sisters-in-law are all here!"

The bald bird said hello one by one, then looked out the door excitedly and said, "Look, who is here?"

The girls turned around and saw that it was Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong.

"Hello sisters-in-law!"

Xiaojin and Xiao Shenlong nodded and saluted.

"You're back, but I'm afraid you won't find us. I asked Xiaotu to send you a message every day. Fortunately, fine, we were found. Otherwise, when your elder brother comes back and sees that you are not here, he won't curse us to death?"

"He dares!"

Xiao Jin said without anger, and then said with a smile: "Sisters-in-law, look, who did I bring here?"