Chapter 100: Persuasively

The boundary, after all, was crushed by this giant puppet.
The giant puppet completed his mission, collapsed suddenly, and scattered into a sea of ​​flames.
The fire swept across Taomu City, and three people floated above the raging flames.
Qin Yun was suspicious and stared at Wang Weizhi.
Wang Weizhi spread out his hands innocently and said, "If I knew I didn't need to fight, why bother to waste so much effort?"
There was no magic weapon and no chance. After the puppets destroyed most of the city, they scattered into a broken fire.
As if laughing at these few treasure hunters who got nothing.
After a moment of silence, the change slowly occurred.
On the boundary that had been broken once, a few white cracks like a spider web slowly floated up. After a few breaths, the cyan-gold substance overflowed along the cracks like resin.
"What's that?" Liu Qingyin stared at the green dragon blood.
No matter how clumsy people can see, this thing is better than an immortal mark, but it's better or worse!
Wang Weizhi said: "Whatever it is, in short, it must be a good thing. The voiceless sound is all yours. Go get it!"
Liu Qingyin showed joy in her eyes and swept up.
As soon as Qin Yunxi moved his body, he saw Wang Weizhi standing in front of him, stretching out his arms to stop him.
"Hey, hey, after you say that you are not allowed to things with the voiceless voice, what do you want to do?!"
Qin Yun said anxiously: "No, the unvoiced heart demon has not disappeared. If it soars at this moment, I am afraid..."
Wang Weizhi narrowed his slender eyes and said with a sneer: "You are really interesting. The voiceless voice is clear and good. You have to open your eyes and talk nonsense, making up some kind of demon. In other words, you just want to prevent the voiceless voice from taking this opportunity. , Hello, take it yourself and go ascend!"
"You!" Qin Yun said angrily, "Don't mess around!"
"Don't believe me? You ask Qingyin if she wants you to go there? As long as she says a word, I won't stop you." Wang Weizhi held the sword, squinted at Qin Yun and laughed.
Qin Yunxi took a deep breath and called out: "Unvoiced, listen to me first."
Liu Qingyin looked back and smiled: "I only believe in Youran."
"Have you heard?" Wang Weizhi raised the corner of his lips.
Qin Yunxi also knew that if he insisted on going his own way at this moment and had to break through Wang Weizhi's line of defense, it would only make Liu Qingyin more suspicious and resist.
He had to be tempered and said: "Qingyin, you slow down, if anything is wrong, please stop immediately."
Liu Qingyin ignored him again. At this moment, she had reached the edge of the cyan-gold dragon blood, stretched out her finger, and touched the blood of the dragon that contained the pure power to destroy the world.
With just one touch, she was struck by lightning, and she was reborn in an instant! If there was a seemingly non-existent barrier on that layer, under the strong impact of this pure dragon blood, it was instantly wiped out.
Milky white light fell from the sky, and her body slowly rose.
"I'm soaring!" Liu Qingyin's eyes opened wide and he couldn't help spreading his arms.
At this moment, great happiness and joy enveloped her. She knew that this was the ultimate goal she had longed for in her life. She worked so hard and finally got it!
Since then, I have been reborn, not being a man, but a fairy!
Qin Yunxi and Wang Weizhi looked at each other, and both swept to her side.
"Qingyin, wait for me!" Qin Yunxi showed a gratified smile on his face, before returning to get the dragon blood.
Just listen to Wang Weizhi sneered very lightly: "Soaring?"
This kind of laughter is totally unlike Wang Weizhi.
Wang Weizhi, who is flirtatious and frivolous, with a little youthful air, has never made such a cold voice.
Qin and Liu both froze, and their four eyes followed Wang Weizhi's gaze and fell on his hand.
"Unvoiced, did you leave something behind?" Wang Weizhi's voice was gloomy and cold.
His hand had passed through the milky white halo at some point and held Liu Qingyin's hand.
"I said, I won't make jokes with you again." He grinned slowly, "If you say it to you, it's for you. It's all yours."
His teeth were thin and white, and his lips were extremely red. Wang Weizhi's appearance was the same as in the past, but it was such a smiling face that made people feel the cold and bitter poison penetrating into the bones.
Qin Yun took a sigh of relief, and jumped on, it was too late to rescue!
I saw countless golden threads rushing to Liu Qingyin from Wang Weizhi's hand, wrapping her like a cocoon.
After a stagnation, Liu Qingyin let out a heartbreaking wailing.
During the intermittent wailing, a few broken words could be faintly heard: "Why...what!"
She was in extreme pain, struggling to death in the unbreakable golden net.
The look is hideous like a hungry ghost, two lines of blood and tears gurgle down!
Qin Yunxi swept up, hugged Liu Qingyin who had fallen from the white light, and firmly embedded her in his arms.
"Unvoiced...unvoiced! Unvoiced!"
His voice was trembling not like a human voice, and his whole person was trembling like chaff.
Wang Weizhi stood silently on the side, watching Liu Qingyin who was twisting and struggling calmly and indifferently. His eyes had no human emotion.
Qin Yunxi tightly held the person in his arms and desperately tore the golden filaments bound to her.
However, can the immortal mark be broken by manpower?
Liu Qingyin's face was extremely hideous, the unwillingness and pain in his eyes turned into blood and tears, overflowing madly.
His lips quivered, and he roared silently—"Why! Why! Why!"
Soon, there was only darkness in front of her, and she gradually ceased to be obsessed with asking why Wang Weizhi wanted to harm her.
When he was dying, scenes like nightmares began to emerge before his eyes.
In every scene, it is Lin Qiu.
Lin Qiu's death was caused by Liu Qingyin.
Liu Qingyin can fool herself, but can't fool the sky, the earth, and the life.
This is her fate. You can escape the catastrophe, but you cannot escape the catastrophe.
With the help of Wang Wei, liquidation will finally come.
"Lin... Autumn!"
The pain in Qin Yunxi's heart was uncontrollable, and he whimpered in his mouth, and blood poured out from the corners of his lips.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Weizhi.
Wang Weizhi looked at him awe-inspiringly, his fine eyes narrowed sarcastically, and a malicious smile appeared on his lips.
"Heh, hehehe..."
Qin Yunxi's eyes are splitting: "Why!"
He was just waiting to do something on Wang Weizhi, and suddenly his whole body stagnated.
A weird feeling crawled into his mind, Qin Yunxi stared at his eyes wide-fate, attack!
A cold and vicious web began to spread around his waist, and he was like a worm falling into a spider web, unable to move like a nightmare.
‘It’s calculated! Qin Yunxi had a thought in his heart.
He struggled, wanting to look back, but he was bound by the fate, and he couldn't even move a little finger at this moment.
If he could turn his head, he would see Liu Qingyin's little hand hanging behind him slowly lifted up and covered his waist. With the last trace of strength bestowed by Huiguangfanzhao, she grabbed her Taoist companion and fell into the darkness together.
The icy pain swept through with fear and despair. Qin Yunxi could only open his eyes wide and stared at Wang Weizhi.
There was no unexpected look on Wang Weizhi's face. Qin Yunxi tried his best to move his lips, trying to find an answer.
However, there was only deeper sarcasm in Wang Weizhi's eyes.
However, after a few breaths, Qin Yunxi was completely covered by the gold net. He was just like Liu Qingyin who was just now, like a small bug that fell into the spider web, no matter how twisted and struggling, there was no chance of escape from bad luck.
He felt as if he had been broken his hands and feet and stuffed it into a small jar.
His vision dimmed completely, only his hearing had not been completely gone.
Unwillingness, incomprehension, and resentment made him gather his last mind, desperately capturing every subtle noise around him.
He heard Wang Weizhi asking in surprise: "Mr. Zhuo, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Yunxi's heart was stunned-Zhuo Jin, Zhuo Jin! It was Zhuo Jin behind Wang Weizhi who killed himself and Qingyin by setting up the situation! why why why!
My mind hasn't turned the corner completely, and suddenly there is a frenetic voice from a place not far away—
"Wang Chuanen, honor the Lord ascend to heaven!"
Lord? To the sky? ! Why? Why? !
Qin Yun was struggling, and wanted to open his eyes to see who these proud victors were, but when the darkness struck, he was dragged into the endless abyss...
At this moment, Zhuo Jin's face was not much better than Qin Yunxi's.
He did not expect Qin Yunxi's accident.
He has already experienced this kind of backlash by the power of cause and effect. At the moment when he was hit by a mountain-like force on his chest, he did not hesitate at all and moved straight to Wang Weizhi's side.
In the void, a red blood stain slowly appeared.
That is the blood spurted during the teleportation.
Wang Weizhi was shocked, and hurriedly greeted Zhuo Jin.
Zhuo Jin's eyes were cold and sharp as a knife, and he caught Wang Weizhi's face, causing him to shudder.
"He..." Zhuo Jin pointed to Qin Yunxi, who was rapidly shrinking in silkworm pupa wrapped in gold.
Wang Weizhi quickly explained: "Just now Liu Qingyin said that he got his fate. I wanted to discuss with my husband, but I didn't find him..."
Zhuo Jin raised the back of his hand and erased the redness from the corners of his lips, with blood in his voice: "I see."
A red frost mark floated on his forehead, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Qin Yunxi's fateful golden thread and tugged heavily.
I saw that a wisp of red and gold soul was torn out.
Wang Weizhi drew a breath, looking at Zhuo Jin already with horror.
Where is human power? !
Zhuo Jin took another breath of blood, staring at Qin Yunxi for a moment, his voice was low and cold: "Waste."
Immediately, his palms closed together, pinching Qin Yunxi's soul and gold thread into a ball, and hurling it forward.
There, the border split open, and the green-gold dragon blood was slowly leaking out.
All of this is slow to talk about, but in fact the reunification is just a few breaths of time.
With the golden fate to clear the way, Qin Yunxi's soul smoothly crossed the boundary and fell into the extreme of the sky. It's barely keeping his soul immortal.
Zhuo Jin's expression was a little slow, and he looked back and stared at the two figures that swept beside the border-Wang Chuanen, Lord.
The strange fire left by the puppets is still burning, and in the thick smoke, everyone's body shape and face are distorted.
Wang Chuanen leaned in the air and shouted again: "Wang Chuanen, let the Lord go to heaven!"
The black-robed man stepped on the void and walked towards the blue-gold dragon blood. He spread his arms, and a black whirlpool appeared strangely in his arms, as if he could swallow the sky and the earth.
Under the action of this strange suction, the boundary dragon blood suddenly gushed out!
"Very well done." The Lord's voice came out faintly, "After the thing is done, you will become my messenger in the world, gain eternal life, supreme, no one dares to rebel.
Wang Chuanen kowtowed with excitement: "Yes! The villain must do his best to serve the Lord!"
Seeing, the great cause will come.
In the slanting ground, a very discordant voice was suddenly inserted, "Dream your mother's spring and autumn dream! Have you asked your grandfather my opinion?"
I saw Wang Weizhi holding the epee in his hand, the flames blazing the sky, pressing down the splendor of the different fires all over the city, a pair of slender eyes were burning with fire, and the corners of his delicate mouth were smiling.
Wang Chuanen raised his eyes and smiled: "Boy, I am your ancestor."
"You are also worthy!" Wang Weizhi sneered, and the heavy sword slashed straight down, and the grandfather and grandson fought into a ball.
After waiting for so long, Wang Weizhi finally got rid of the shackles of the curse seal, and led to the black hand behind Wang Chuanen, and finally endured the day to avenge his mother.
Wang Chuanen dedicated himself to serving the Lord, dreaming of a great dream of spring and autumn, and his cultivation in these years was rather wasteful. As soon as he touched him, he yelled badly in his heart, knowing that he was not Wang Weizhi's opponent.
However, at the moment the Lord's plan is about to come, Wang Chuanen dare not disturb him, so he can only support it and try his best to deal with Wang Weizhi.
Wang Weizhi became more and more courageous. He knew that he had to make a quick battle, resolve the Wang Chuanen in front of him, and then join forces with Mr. Zhuo to deal with the Lord.
He pressed harder step by step, and Wang Chuanen became more strenuous, and could only retreat step by step, getting farther and farther from the boundary.
At the boundary, only the Lord and Zhuo Jin remained.
The Lord turned his head and stared at Zhuo Jin. Under the bronze ghost's face, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.
The voice of indistinguishable men and women rang out: "Karma backlash, you have been hit hard and you are unable to stop me. This is your life. Accept your fate!"
Thin ice floated in Zhuo Jin's eyes.
In the next instant, the extremely crisp sound of crushed ice resounded everywhere.
He never said hello before he did it.
A thread of ice full of murderous intent broke a foot in front of the Lord.
I saw countless black mist floating around the Lord, stopping Zhuo Jin's ultimate move.
Zhuo Jin vomited blood again and backed away several steps.
The power of causal backlash is absolutely extraordinary, and at this moment he can display less than ten.
The lord laughed darkly and said, "Farewell."
With a twist of his hands, the black whirlpool in his arms soared, and the dragon's blood surged at the border, which doubled the white spider silk crack!
In the cyan-gold dragon blood, there were more strands of pure white sun inflammation, all of which spewed toward the black vortex.
"Natural soul blood! Ahahahahaha! After so many years, finally made me wait!"
Just when the Lord could not restrain the ecstasy in his heart and was ready to feast on it, suddenly a huge force came like a ghost, and it was exploding on his heart!
"Uh—what—"
What kind of power can silently surpass all awareness and defense and directly attack the most vulnerable heart vein? ! Really unheard of!
In desperation, the Lord had to withdraw the black vortex into his body, which was able to suppress the weird and extremely destructive force, and the huge recoil force pushed him to the sky from the bottom up.
If this force is reversed, the heart pulse will be hit hard. The Lord has no choice but to take advantage of the trend and lose his arms with the violent dragon blood!
Looking down, I saw a petite figure floating above the sea of ​​fire under the city gate, with a killing intent at the corner of his lips. After a successful blow, his figure scattered into illusion lotus, accompanied by the fire and wind.
It was Lin Cho who had just cast "Lian Wu". The lord stayed where he wanted to absorb the dragon's blood, which happened to become a motionless target and was hit by the "Lianwu".
The Lord's pupils tightened, before he took a breath, his heart suddenly froze, his vision was slightly stagnant, and his head slowly raised.
I saw Wei Liang, with a grim face, already standing in the clouds with his hand, waiting for him to cast himself in the net.
The lord took a breath, suppressed the blood churning in his chest, and fully faced the enemy.
Lin Chiu succeeded with a single blow, but there was no joy in his heart.
She hurriedly rushed to the shattered boundary, looking at the violently surging green-gold dragon blood and the wisps of pure white sun inflammation like heart blood, she felt sore and painful in her chest, and she felt uncomfortable.
At this moment, the immortal marks of Qin Yunxi and Liu Qingyin were slowly falling to the ground. Zhuo Jin's face was pale, he covered his heart with one hand, and the blood on the corners of his lips could not be wiped off, as if he had lost his ability to move.
Wei Liang sniped the Lord at high altitude, and the battle between Wang Weizhi and Wang Chuan'en was coming to an end.
There is no threat nearby.
Without thinking about it, Lin Chu cut his wrists once again, urging the blood to gush out all over his body, holding the dragon blood that was constantly oozing out.
At this moment, the dragon's blood has condensed into the shape of a big teardrop, and the pure Baiyangyan is wrapped in the middle of the teardrop, like its heart.
Seeing, this teardrop was about to fall to the ground.
Lin Chiu anxiously supported it.
Her eye sockets were hot, and she couldn't take care of the chill of the sudden blood loss, desperately pushing the dragon blood to the side of the border.
This time, things have changed strangely.
The cracks glowing with white light seemed to be familiar with Lin Chu's blood. When they touched them, they seemed to have life, slowly flowing and changing, and their injuries started to heal on their own.
Lin Chu's heart palpitated, tears burst into her eyes: "You know you love me!"
The body trembled gently, she held the heavy dragon blood like teardrops, and took it back to the most severely broken scar.
At this moment, my heart suddenly felt cold.
An icy edge glowing with cold light penetrated her soft chest.
Zhuo Jin's figure ghostly sticks behind her, breathing through her ears like a lover's whisper.
"When I die."
Lin Chu's scalp was numb, and where he was swept by his warm breath, layers of trembling gradually rose.
Frost quickly covered her chest, with a mouth, blood mixed with icy ball gushing out.
She should have escaped directly into the void to avoid this fatal blow. But if you let go at this moment, this tearful drop of dragon blood will fall straight to the ground.
It is extremely heavy and has an amazing texture. Intuition told Lin Jiao that if he let it fall and the boundary wound was torn away, everything would be irreversible!
She tilted her head to look at Zhuo Jin.
Her expression reflected in his eyes, and she knew she was very calm at the moment, with a tough smile on her lips.
But his eyes are strange and complicated.
The moment she stared at each other, she felt his hand shaking slightly on the ice ridge.
The shaking caused her to squirt out another big mouthful of blood.
"It's normal, it doesn't hurt..." She panted, only when he and his murder weapon did not exist, and pushed the dragon blood in her hand to the crack.
Zhuo Jinru was struck by lightning.
This sentence seems to have been heard somewhere...
He had forgotten to continue to kill, and only watched Lin Chuo stuff the dragon blood back to the border.
White light flowed, and the scars on the boundary healed quickly.
"Who are you..." He clenched his hands involuntarily, and her heartbeat and body temperature were clearly heard on the icy edge in his palm.
Lin Chuo's voice was weak and calm: "My name is Lin Chuo, what is your name?"
She did it on purpose. These two sentences are all what she said to him in the heart. Since he can feel the connection between the two people, he will probably be touched by the reappearance of the old days.
Zhuo Jin's body was shocked again. Bing Ji Wannian's heart trembled again because of her.
At the moment he lost his mind, Lin Chuo suddenly twisted his body to the right, his movements were extremely quick and firm, and he did not give people a chance to hesitate.
Zhuo Jin's pupil shrank suddenly!
If he doesn't let go, Bing Ling will cut across her heart sideways. At this time, it was too late to pull away from Bing Leng.
Is she looking for death! Would you rather die than fall into his hands!
Lin Chu...Lin Chu...What a Lin Chu!
At this moment, he didn't know what he felt in his heart, whether he didn't want her to die so happy, or the restlessness and doubts in his heart made him not want to kill her.
In short, at this moment when she broke the boat, he actually let go of his hand.
So Lin Chu took the icy edge and staggered to the side.
She quickly stabilized her figure, looked back, looking at him with complicated eyes.
He forcibly suppressed his anxiety and said coldly: "Why, can't you escape?"
She covered the wound with one hand, coughed up and down, and spit out the frozen blood in her chest.
She hung her head, the loss of blood and severe injuries made her skin pale, like a flower that flickered. With long hair hanging down, his slender white neck was unsuspectingly exposed in front of his eyes, as if he could gently break her with just one hand.
His expression suddenly stagnated.
At this moment, she floated a little upwards, behind her, was a whole blue sky, with frost flying in the sky, completely freezing the lord in the black robe. But in her clear black and white eyes, there was a sea of ​​flames reflected.
He couldn't help but glance back.
Behind him, the battle between Wang Weizhi and Wang Chuan'en was coming to an end. Wang Weizhi's epee was burning with his own life, and the son of Vengeance, like a blazing evil god, issued a devastating sword at his enemy.
The confrontation between him and her is like heaven and earth, water and fire.
"I won the bet." She saw the corners of her pale blood-stained lips curled up lightly, with a deep smile in her voice, "Use my life for your heart."
Zhuo Jin's pupil shrank suddenly.
Yes. Suddenly softened, let her run away with his frosty heart!
However, it is not too late to take it back at this moment.
Just kill her.
He was going to kill her, and this idea has been circling in his mind for more than eight years.
The light in her eyes condensed slightly, and Bing Leng faintly trembled in Lin Chuo's chest. She snorted, and the blood that had frozen into crushed ice overflowed from her mouth again.
She didn't escape into the void, because then she would fall short.
There is no better time than now to take his Frost Heart. She gathered all the soul blood and spiritual energy around the icy edge of her chest, entangled it tightly, and could not escape.
"This is my heart in exchange for my life, and I won't pay you back." She bent her eyes and smiled innocently. "You have been alone for thousands of years, and you have never tried to give your heart to one person, why Can't you give it a try? Trust me, you won't regret it."
Lin Chiu followed good and good inducements.
"You are dragging time and want to wait for him to come and kill me." Zhuo Jin's face returned to a dead-water calm.
His eyes are also extremely dark, and the battle situation in the blue sky is reflected in the dark.
Lin Chuo saw that the Lord had been frozen by Wei Liang in a huge mirror-like ice.
She said: "No. We are not trying to kill you, but to help you return to the throne."
Why don't you believe it when you hear this... It's like a cult brainwashing bag!
Zhuo Jin twitched the corner of his mouth with a grimace: "Just rest assured, I will take you with me when I die."
The Frost Heart suddenly fell silent, and hung in Lin Chi's body quietly.
Lin Zhuo felt a little bit, knowing that if Wei Liang attacked, Zhuo Jin would burst into Frost's heart and die with her.
She sighed: "You will know one day that I do all this for you."
Zhuo Jin sneered.