Chapter 37: Farewell to life

"Lord, there are as many as 108 of this God Ding?" This time intervened by Feng Jian Cangyuan who was also fascinated by the sound. The implication is, of course, that there are one hundred and eight of these gadgets, and what can be regarded as a shimmering thing?
"Although there are only one hundred and eight Fengdings, each can only be used once." Yanbei Ming didn't take it seriously. "Fengshending after use is no different from scrap copper."
"So what is the use of this Fengshen Ding, can actually change the whole battle situation?" Before Zhao Lingjun asked, Feng Cangyuan could not bear it anymore.
"Feng Shending is a treasure that can be directly used by monks to cultivate the top three forms and become immortals."
"What!" Yi Wen Qian Xia, who didn't know what it was like to be a fairy, didn't feel much about it, but Feng Jian Cang Yuan and Zhao Lingjun froze. "Jiang Shang actually made 108 such gods?" Feng Jian Cang Yuan repeated the sentence just now, but Feng Jian Cang Yuan was shocked, and his tone was completely different from that just now. Too.
"After Jiang Shang made 108 Fengshendings, Hong Jun and others set up Fengshentai in Xiqi Mountain and distributed them to the selected disciples." This time Yanbei Ming ignored Seeing Cangyuan, he continued. "After more than 100 disciples of Fu Lizong got this tripod, they immediately repaired the top three flowers, and the net became a fairy."
"Fu Lizong instantly added more than 100 Jinxian masters, and the strength of both sides suddenly reversed." Yan Beiming ignored the desperately desperate Zhao Lingjun and Feng Jian Cangyuan. He continued, "Lishan tried his best, he still couldn't resist, and there were countless deaths and injuries. Under desperation, all the people of Lishan who had broken the boat, led by Lingbao Tianzun, laid down the Immortal Array and the Zhuxian Array, and launched a decisive battle with Fu Lizong. That war can be said to be a tragic anomaly. Although in the end Fu Lizong won a great victory, breaking the Wanxian array and Zhuxian array, but he also paid a heavy price. After Lishan was destroyed, what Fulizong left behind was also But only a few dozen people. "
"So many big Luo Jinxian, there are only dozens of people left to die?" Feng Jian Cangyuan could not help but exclaimed, this war really exceeded Feng Jian Cangyuan's imagination.
"Even the remaining dozens of people, most of them have also been hit hard. Only a few people survived." Speaking of which, Yan Beiming seemed to think of his brother Meng Bugui. He couldn't help but smile slightly, "Hongjun Taoist and other people have done their job and wiped out Lishan, but why did they think that the disciples they later received eventually left Fuli and set up their own schools."
After the smile, Yan Beiming turned his head to look at Zhao Lingjun, "Do you know what kind of treasure this Feng Shending is?"
"Jiangziya Xiqishan in the God Romance was not held after the end of the war, wasn't it all the fairies who died in the war? Why ..." Yan Beiming's eyes made Zhao Lingjun startled and hurriedly. Asked.
"I told you that the Romance of the God may have been made by Fuli Zong ’s disciples to cover people ’s eyes and ears and fool ordinary people and things. The so-called Fang Shen actually means that Fuli Zong used the Fang Shen Ding in Xiqi Mountain in one fell swoop. Let more than one hundred disciples become immortals. "
"Then according to your opinion, this Fengshending can only be used once. Those Fengshendings should have been used for a long time, how could there be one left?" Zhao Lingjun was afraid that Yanbei Ming would have to do it after he finished speaking, so As soon as Yan Beiming's words fell, Zhao Lingjun asked immediately.
"Although Jiang Shang produced 108 Fengshen Dings, only 107 were used at that time. This Fengshen Ding was later collected by Jiang Shang, but later Jiang Shang was in Wanxian. The old injury in the battle recurred, and in the future I had to tell myself what the descendant used for this trip, so I went to the west. So even the descendants of Jiang Shang ’s descendants Qi Guo did not know what this tripod did. use."
"Even if they don't know, then how do you know that this tripod is a divine tripod?"
Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun with an idiot-like eye. "Don't you know that the first generation of the Patriarch of the Three Treasures is one of the survivors of the Great Devil War of Shang and Zhou Dynasties?" A breath.
"You don't even know this? It seems that Ye Wudao was seriously injured in the past, and did not have time to tell you so many things. No wonder you can't even recognize Feng Shending." Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun proudly Laughed.
"How could he be seriously injured?" Zhao Lingjun already understood that Ye Wudao in Yanbei Mingkou said that he was the master who had never met him, the second-generation suzerain of Sambo.
"Do you think I can't see, are you deliberately delaying time, waiting for your Dao force to recover?" Zhao Lingjun asked that question, not because he wanted to deliberately delay time, but Zhao Lingjun really wanted to know what happened that year. But Zhao Lingjun's words just fell, Yan Beiming already looked at Zhao Lingjun coldly and smiled.
Hearing Yan Beiming's words, Zhao Lingjun only felt cold in his heart.
"You must be wondering why I have already seen your intentions, and not immediately kill you?" Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun.
"Why?" "Because I know the technique of Xuanmen Wangqi, I can easily see how much of your Dao power is now condensed .:" Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun with a look of admiration in his eyes, "I was originally I still want to say a few words to you, because you are actually the descendant of Ye Wudao's veins. They brought me this Fengshending and Dahua Tianhelian. But your speed of cohesion seems not slow, So I had to stop now. "
"I hold your lungs!" After hearing Yan Beiming's words, Zhao Lingjun swallowed loudly, and a purple house Lei struck towards Yan Beiming.
Yan Beiming is more insidious and cunning than Zhao Lingjun imagined. Zhao Lingjun can only die.
After accumulating so much power for a long time, Zhao Lingjun has been able to cast a spell like the Purple Mansion Thunder. Zhao Lingjun only hopes that he can easily injure Yan Beiming and escape by gap.
"Children's stuff."
But Yanbei Ming just waved his hand, and a silver light appeared in front of him. After the falling Purple House God struck the silver light, without any sound, it disappeared without a trace.
"go to hell."
After blocking Zhao Lingjun's Purple House God Thunder, Yan Beiming squeezed the tactics, and a silver light flew across it, shooting straight at Zhao Lingjun.
"Qinglong Taiyi, hurriedly like a law."
Just when Zhao Lingjun closed his eyes and waited for death, there was a whiff of tenderness in the sky, and a blue cloud fell from the sky, blocking Zhao Lingjun in front of him, and it was Qinglan. Qing Lan had just appeared, and countless green dragon Taiyi Shenmu was blocked in front of Qing Lan and Zhao Lingjun.
Qinglong Taiyi Shenmu is one of Qinglan ’s strongest spells, and even the three flavors of Suzaku ’s true fire can resist it, but the silver light of Yanbei Ming passed through Qinglong Taiyi as if passing through the void. Shenmu.
"Qing Lan!" Zhao Lingjun only had time to yell, and the silver light from Yan Beiming had already hit Qing Lan who was standing in front of Zhao Lingjun.
"You SB, I'm going to kill you!"
After a burst of mana, Suzaku and Wu Xiaoye also appeared next to Zhao Lingjun. Suzaku just appeared and saw Qing Lan hit by the silver light of Yan Beiming and fell softly into Zhao Lingjun's arms. Suddenly angry, Suzaku suddenly lost his mind, screaming and rushing towards Yanbei Ming like crazy.
"disease!"
At first, Yanbei Ming was under the attack of Suzaku's lifelessness, and he suddenly had his hands and feet messed up, and the sight of Cangyuan and Suzaku and Yanbei Ming's cultivation practices were too far apart, and they couldn't get in the way. But just a moment later, Suzaku has fallen. Under Yan Qiming's Qiqiao Mitian, only dodge.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Xiaoye also picked up the recipe and joined the battle group.
"Zhao Lingjun, go quickly." Wu Xiaoye said angrily to Zhao Lingjun while casting a spell. Because Wu Xiaoye saw that Yan Beiming's spells were too strong, and he was not able to match Suzaku.
"Qinglan, ..." But Zhao Lingjun was holding Qinglan, standing blankly, his eyes blurred.
That little silver light kept expanding on Qing Lan's chest, but in a flash, Qing Lan's life passed by quickly, and in a moment, Qing Lan reached the dying moment.
"Qunlong granted the title ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Xiaoye's hexagram really seemed to be very effective. I didn't expect that I was going to die here." Seeing Zhao Lingjun's grief, Qing Lan smiled at Zhao Lingjun , "That guy's spell is Qiqiao Mitian, it really is not what I can resist."
"Since you all know, why should you come in and why should you stand in front of me?" The battle between Yan Beiming, Suzaku and Wu Xiaoye is fierce, but Zhao Lingjun only feels that the outside world no longer exists, only himself. And Qinglan.
"Why should I stand in front of you?" Qing Lan smiled slightly as he looked at Zhao Lingjun. "Why did you feel so anxious when you saw me caught by Mao Shanzong?"
"I ..." Zhao Lingjun only felt that his tears were falling, but he couldn't say a word.
The silver light slowly spread across Qinglan's body, and Zhao Lingjun only felt that Qinglan's body was getting colder and weaker. But Qing Lan looked at Zhao Lingjun's tears, but smiled hard, and said softly, "Actually, I have a question, I always want to ask you."
"What?" Zhao Lingjun's tears filled his eyes.
"If we are really like in the illusion, would you want me to look like Chihiro or Wu Xiaoye?" Qinglan's pale face showed a hint of blush.