Vol 2 Chapter 1471: Cultivation is exhausted (two more)

This ray of soul burned to death, the damage to the stone gate was quickly repaired, and the memories of the past were sealed again.
Xia Qingchen opened his eyes, his eyes wet.
It turned out that the supreme sound of God was not chased and killed, but went alone to revenge for Xia Qingchen, and only then fell to vanity.
Deep grief, such as a chain tightly wrapped around his heart, made him breathless.
Looking at her, Xia Qingchen's heart became even more painful when she became a bloodthirsty evil spirit.
It was him who failed her.
"Is that me?" Yin Wuyi got that memory, with bright light and deep bleakness in his eyes.
She used to be really beautiful, beautiful.
Contrast now...
Yin Wuluo was very lonely. She lowered her head and said, "Kill me."
After acquiring the memory of previous life, how can Yinwu accept the present self again?
"How do you let me do it?" Xia Qingchen held the corpse bead, hands and heart, shaking.
For Xia Qingchen, she fell to this ghost look.
How could he be cruel and kill her again?
If the remnant soul is destroyed, the Supreme God of Sound will completely dissipate between the clouds.
In this world, there is no longer a lonely sky for him, no longer fighting the Frost God King for him alone, and no more supreme who silently likes him.
The name of God Yin Yin will be buried by the dust of time.
Only he will remember.
"Then do you want me to continue to live in this world in this way?" Supreme Supreme Yin Yang raised his head, two lines of dark red tears shed in his eyes.
She sobbed silently, and the mourning in her heart was like a broken string, which struck people's hearts.
Xia Qingchen silently returned the corpse beads and said, "Let's go! Don't harm the souls anymore."
He couldn't bear to kill Yin Wu, but he couldn't accept her at this moment.
Being refined into a corpse, the sins she committed were too deep and too deep...
Yin Wu stared at Xia Qingchen deeply, grabbed the corpse bead, swallowed it again, and then turned away.
Before leaving, he stopped again and looked back at Xia Qingchen with a tearful smile: "I'm very happy to see you again."
She has recognized it.
The mortal boy in front of her is, in fact, the person she once struggled to protect.
However, she committed too much sin and could not meet him.
At this moment, she suddenly hated the nine generations of evil gods.
Now that she is dead, why seal her residual soul into the body and refine her into something that is not human, ghost or ghost?
"How can I let her go?" Dust, who was able to rush back, immediately stopped.
Xia Qingchen lowered his head and pulled out the Dayan sword: "Keep off!"
The dust of one palm was cut off by Dayan Jian, instinctively giving way, letting the sound go.
The rest of the tombkeepers did not stop after a moment of meditation.
In the first place, they did not dare.
Secondly, it is not necessary.
Afterwards, the female corpse is in trouble, only Xia Qingchen, and it has nothing to do with them.
"Today's affairs must be kept secret, and no word should be disclosed to the outside world."
The three powerful men who have been injured by the curse are of great importance, so they must be kept secret.
"Yes!" said the people present.
They are well aware of the stakes and never dare to talk nonsense.
"Brother Xia!" came a weak exclaimed cry.
Behind the dust, a rickety, shriveled, skinny person walked out.
Xia Qingchen woke up from a sad and desolate state of mind, and at a glance, he almost didn't recognize it.
"Nu Tianyi?" Xia Qingchen angered darkly.
Where does he still have the slightest shadow of slavery?
The legacy of the former slavery, the glamour, the outstanding temperament.
now what?
It's like a corpse!
Not only is the skin dark, there are scabs everywhere, but also the eye sockets are deeply sunken, the hair is pale, and a sick old man who is about to die.
It can be seen how much suffering he suffered and how many crimes he suffered.
He quickly stepped forward and held him up, weakened by a gust of wind.
At first touch, he was shocked that there was no lunar force in Nu Tian's body.
"What's your cultivation base?" Xia Qingchen burst into her heart, feeling a strong sense of badness.
Nu Tian's voice was hoarse and his mouth was opened, but he couldn't even say what he said.
Xia Qingchen stretched out his hand on his abdomen and his face sank instantly.
His abdomen was cold and there was no scorching glow from Yue Dan.
He Yuedan, gone!
Cultivation is abolished!
"Who did it?" Xia Qingchen's face was dreadfully gloomy, like the dark clouds before the rainstorm.
Many strong men on Linlang Island, you look at me, I look at you, and you leave without saying anything.
No one answered.
Or, dare not answer.
"It's you?" Xia Qingchen stared at Chenguang.
He has a narrow-mindedness, and he is most likely to attack drugs.
Where did Dengguang dare to provoke Xia Qingchen again and quickly waved his hand: "Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with me!"
It was the island owner who had a guilty conscience in his eyes.
He waved his sleeves: "People, it has been returned to you. The matter ends here. Please stop entanglement. Let's go!"
Gravekeepers also left one after another.
In the end, only two of them were present.
Xia Qingchen has the intention to ask, but the most urgent task is to recuperate the body to Nu Tianyi.
He is now completely exhausted, and his body is extremely fragile and cannot be delayed.
Brush brush
In the palm of his hand, Xia Qingchen took out all kinds of secret medicines to replenish energy, physical strength, recuperate the body, treat the injured...
Regardless of consumption, Nu Tianyi finally recovered a bit of humanity.
He reluctantly sat up, leaned on the stone pillar, and coughed: "I can't think of... goodbye...you...cough..."
Xia Qingchen said with a sullen face: "Who lost your cultivation?"
The first thing he thought of was the tomb-keeper.
Because he lost his predecessor's predecessor, Lou Nan, the main cliff was godless, so he angered his successor.
It is impossible for the tombkeeper to do such a thing that does not have much weight.
"Not them, Brother Xia don't ask any more." Nu Tian said: "I, I won't let you take risks for me."
Once he and Xia Qingchen were sympathetic and knew each other best.
If he was told that he was abolished by who he cultivated, perhaps, Xia Qingchen would do all his revenge.
That is not what Slave wants to see.
"Say!" Xia Qingchen pinched his wrist.
But under a pinch, Xia Qingchen was startled again: "Wait! What about your blood of the wild god?"
The blood of the Barbarian God is extremely repulsive, and if the outsider presses strongly, it will definitely react.
In the body of the slavery of the slave, at the moment, it was extremely quiet, as if empty.
"Don't ask." Nu Tian shook his head and didn't want to say anything.
Xia Qingchen was murderous and awe-inspiring: "I asked one last time, who! Don't force me to kill!"
The slavery of the heavens was selected by Xia Qingchen before he came to Linlang Island for further study and pursued martial arts.
Nowadays, he is blamed.
Want him to ask, he can't do it!
Nu Tianyu looked at Xia Qingchen, who was always strong, and finally couldn't help but collapse, crying out loudly: "Brother Xia, I am about to lose my appointment!"
They once made three agreements.
The third agreement is to see who becomes the first.
However, his cultivation was abolished, and the blood of the gods was lost.
He is about to miss the appointment.