Ultimate Martial Divine King

Darkness shrouded and everything went silent.

Spiritual power dries up and the world dries up.

Endless darkness, with no vitality.

No color was seen, no light was seen.

All sources of life seem to perish.

...

"Oh!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a ray of fine fiber trembling in the dark.

The ephemeral rhythm, a very slight ripple splashed in the endless darkness.

Immediately afterwards, there was another gentle air pattern touch.

I saw that this dark world did not know where to emerge a tiny light spot.

It's like the glow of firelight lost in the night.

That spot of light fluttered in the darkness.

It was shrouded in darkness, weak and poor.

Can't illuminate any small corner at all.

Then, another bright spot emerged, and two light spots, such as the fireflies converging in the lost road, quickly touched together.

But their light is still negligible.

But then, the third, fourth, fifth ... more and more star spots began to emerge, and the world shrouded in darkness seemed to add a beam of light.

As if embarrassingly holding the moon, dense star spots began to converge with each other.

The inexhaustible faintness of entanglements intertwined, and a gradually strong energy rhythm slowly overlapped.

"Om ..."

A beam of light pierced the black curtain, and a ray of soft light expelled the cold.

The extinguished candlelight lit up again.

The dry river bed overflowed the Lingquan.

And under the withered petals, a verdant green bud was re-drilled.

...

...

Heaven to Sacred Heart!

A secret technique in which the caster gathers and condenses power for others to absorb and absorb!

It is also an ancient secret technique that sacrifice oneself and dedicates nothing.

It is precisely because this secret technique only cares about others, it does little good to oneself.

Therefore, although this technique has been circulating for a long time in hundreds of states, few people practice it.

Even though it has the sacred power of resurrection, no one wants to touch it.

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unexpected!

Mu Feng was so incredible that Xi Lan had mastered the "Heavenly Sacred Heart Surgery" that nobody would bother to disregard, and even did not expect that she would practice this technique to the highest level, and even more unexpectedly, she would show it without a doubt This technique.

Everyone may not know.

At that time, when the sacred dynasty survived and Tianxing Wufu was still in existence, Xi Lan had used Chutian Sacred Heart Technique on Chu marks. However, at that time, it only helped Chu marks to improve and impact the higher levels realm.

The situation at this moment is very different from the original.

...

Mu Feng no longer dared to look down.

He really didn't know what awful things would happen next.

His eyes were red with tears.

He wanted Xi Lan to stop.

But when it came to my lips, I couldn't say anything.

Because he knew that even if he tried to persuade, Xi Lan would not listen to himself.

...

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a gentle mountain breeze blew by, and unbelievable things happened. I saw that the light on Chu Hen's body became extremely strong, and the spirit pattern intertwined with him also glowed with eye-catching colors.

Like a dry wellbore overflowed the clear spring again.

Chu Chen's deadly source of life was revived.

A growing force of life began to radiate from him. The most amazing thing was that the real element sacred soul that had been shattered and shattered also slowly gathered from all sides in exchange for thousands of thousands. A ray of illusive beams poured into Chutian's Dantian.

"this is……"

Ye Yao holding Chu marks was surprised and happy.

Qiao Xiaowan, Han Yiquan, and Mouse are also happy.

Only Long Xuanshuang and Mu Feng's expressions became more and more disturbed.

...

The dissipated sources of life came together at a very rapid pace. The wounds on the heart and abdomen of Chuchen were nourished by Shenquan fairy liquid, and healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Vague wounds quickly spawned new meat.

Countless soft golden light lines, together with confusing light spots, fill the gaps in the heart of Chu.

The dazzling broken flesh and blood blended together, and the pierced heart was bathed in the holy spring of immortals under the softness of Shenghui.

Soon, two fatal injuries on his body closed.

"Flop ..." A slight touch came out of Chu Chen's chest, and the dead and resurrected heart was beating again.

"Brother Chuhen ... live ... he lives ..." Ye Yao overjoyed, she shouted with great joy.

The people behind him were equally excited.

"Teacher Xi Lan, Brother Chu Hen is alive, thank you ..."

Of course, Ye Yao's words weren't finished, and her voice stopped immediately, then she looked at the beautiful woman with a utterly glamorous appearance before her face.

Qiao Xiaowan, Han Yiquan, and Rats all changed greatly.

Long Xuanshuang Jiao fluttered slightly, her eyes widened.

Xi Lan turned over subconsciously, and at the same time took away the hands that were stuck on Chu Chen's chest. Just now, she was still a pair of white jade hands as beautiful as jade, but at this time they were dry and wrinkled, like the hands of the same old man.

...

Mu Feng bit her teeth and frowned, turning her back and yelling at several people around her, "All of them turned around ..."

Talking, two lines of tears shed.

His hands clucked, trying to keep himself from crying.

The crowd turned their backs immediately, and the nails of their hands were deeply infiltrated into the palm of their hands.

Is this the price of using Sacred Heart of Heaven?

So huge!

It's so hard!

Extra heavy!

Heavy and unbearable!

...

"Tell him, stop looking for me!"

Xi Lan's husky voice came from behind them.

Everyone wanted to turn back, but they held back desperately.

Under her long purple hair, those still clear eyes were filled with affectionate glances at Chuchen's smooth and serene face, and then a smile of satisfaction was revealed on her face.

"After all, I kept you ... and lived for me."

After speaking, Xi Lan turned away without looking back.

...

However, everyone was already in tears.

Mu Feng closed her eyes deeply and shouted in the sky, "Student Mu Feng, congratulations to instructor Xi Lan!"

"Student Zhou Hao, congratulations to instructor Xi Lan!"

"Long Xuanshuang, congratulations to instructor Xi Lan!"

"Ye Yao, congratulations to instructor Xi Lan!"

"Qiao Xiaowan ..."

"Han Yiquan ... Congratulations to instructor Xi Lan."

...

The heavy voice echoed into the depths of the mountains and forests, Xi Lan still did not look back, goodbye, no more.

Nowadays.

It was her last day in Daocheng.

Maybe it was destined.

Maybe it was God's will.

Xi Lan's original intention to practice the "Sacred Heart of Heaven" was for her only younger brother, Xi Yan.

However, when Xi Yue died, she was not able to practice the "Sacred Heart of Heaven" practice to the highest level.

She could only watch her loved ones fall in front of her.

Later, the appearance of Chu marks gradually took her out of this shadow.

That teenager is too much like Yuba.

At the beginning, she took care of Chu Chen as her younger brother, but slowly, Xi Lan also began to be unable to distinguish her heart.

She became confused.

Began to be confused.

Tangle.

...

So, in contradiction, Xi Lan chose to leave Dongshengzhou alone, she drifted all the way, and finally came here.

What was unexpected was that after two years of calm, the man who had puzzled her appeared again in front of her.

Still the same as before, I don't know my heart.

But to be sure, the moment he saw him again, Xi Lan's heart was happy.

Because of this joy.

She promised to leave here with him.

Leaving this inside has been calm for two years.

No matter where I go in the future!

...

Of course, on this last day, Xi Lan made a choice that obeyed her heart.

Especially decided.

Extremely firm.

She swears that this is her first such decisive choice.

Nowadays!

It was her last day in Daocheng!

A choice that won't regret.

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Hazy, hazy.

The overlapping and overlapping interlaced space is like pieces of shredded memory continually stitched together.

awareness.

It's like dragging back from the endless dark abyss.

The dreamlike scenes constantly flickered in the dim and dark night.

...

The long tunnel, Chu marks like crossing a wide corridor.

The pictures overlap, and the end of the promenade is suddenly drawn closer.

"Wow ..."

Under the starry night sky, under the bright moon, a beautiful and elegant shadow danced in the moonlight.

The light dance is like a spirit butterfly, purple long hair and delicate features that shuttle through the flowers, just like the elves who have been forgotten in the dust.

"Tutor ..." Chu Hen called softly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Goodbye ... "She looked back and smiled, like the blossoming cherry blossoms under the snow-capped mountains.

"Goodbye? Why say goodbye? Where are you going?" Chu Hen asked in doubt.

The other party didn't answer, the slim dance slowly faded into the dreamy night.

"If there is one next time, I will finish a complete dance for you!"

Having said that, he stepped back slightly.

Chu Chen was extremely panic-stricken, and he rushed forward for unknown reasons, throwing his hands at the other side.

"Teacher, wait for me ..."

Chu Hen jumped up, trying to catch the opponent, but the next moment, he suddenly turned into a bottomless cliff.

...

"tutor?"

"Oh!"

In that moment, Chu Hen opened his eyes suddenly, and he sat up directly from the bed.

Pain in the chest followed, and Chu Hen covered her chest with one hand, and couldn't help sighing.

"Brother Chuhen, you are awake ..." Immediately afterwards, Ye Yao's joyful voice came.

Spacious and bright room.

Ye Yao was alone beside the bed.

"Where is this? What happened?" Chu Hen asked.

"We are still in Daocheng ... Brother Chuhen, you have been unconscious for many days."

Speaking, Chu Hen covered her painful head in one hand, and the memory before her coma came along.

"I wasn't dead ..." Chu Hen's eyes froze, remembering the siege of the three sacred kings of the War God Palace, and his eyes froze coldly.

At the same time, I heard Mu Feng, Long Xuanshuang and others broke into the house immediately.

Everyone was excited to see the awakened Chu marks.

Chu Chen's gaze swept across several people.

He then asked, "Where is the mentor? Where is she ..."

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