my luck is on

The pagan leader looked at Lu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged at the eye of the array, and the spirit swords around him, the cold light in his eyes kept flickering.

Tianlei, who didn't attack the pagan leader before, suddenly ignored Yi Qingfeng's door order and launched a series of thunderstorms.

The pagan leader waved his hand to the sky, and all the thunder attacks were blocked.

"It's interesting to be able to control Wanjian."

The pagan leader said meaningfully.

Lu Yang opened his eyes, and said calmly, "I didn't expect the leader of the pagan sect to be a demon cultivator. It's really unexpected."

Hearing these words, the face of the Pagan leader changed, and then he grinned and said, "Is this your last words?"

After finishing speaking, the pagan leader took out a giant sword as black as ink from his body.

The torrential spiritual power spread in all directions, far superior to Lu Yang's.

Lu Yang pressed against the sword and looked forward firmly.

Even though the sword crushed the ground around him, even though the Taoist uniform on his body was already in tatters, the formation that Lu Yang set up did not waver in the slightest.

"You lost." Lu Yang sneered.

"I lost? It's ridiculous."

The pagan leader looked at Lu Yang puzzled.

Lu Yang's aura began to dissipate, but the smile on his face never stopped. He said, "I have killed more than [-] people since the start of the battle. You should know what this means."

The face of the pagan leader changed from puzzlement to anger.

This time, a total of 3000 pagans participated in the battle.

If more than [-] people have died, how will the pagan sect with the remaining [-] people destroy the Lianjing Sect!

The giant sword in the hand of the pagan leader emitted a faint ink light, and said: "This sword is called Chaos, feel the power!"

Following the words, the pitch black mixed with the endless pressure of the sword, shattered the earth, tore the sky, and changed the color of the whole world.

The whole Wanjian Cliff cracked and cracked, and the smell of blood came out.

Warm blood sprinkled on the sword, the familiar fragrance mixed with the unique smell of rust in the blood.

Lu Yang opened his eyes, and Yu Na's smiling face fell before his eyes with a trace of poignant beauty.

Impossible... this must be an illusion.

How could she come here?

Yu Na's blood circled the air, blocking the pagan leader and Lu Yang.

"how come?!"

The pagan leader was unable to break through this barrier for a while.

Yu Na put her arms around Lu Yang's neck, smiled misty-eyed and said, "I knew it, I will definitely be able to help you."

Blood choked out from her mouth, and Yuna's body gradually turned cold.

Lu Yang hugged Yuna with trembling hands, and said, "No, nothing will happen, there is the Spirit Gathering Returning Yuan Pill..."

"Did I help you?"

Yuna's voice became softer and softer, as thin as a gossamer.

Lu Yang choked up and nodded, the intense grief made him feel like he couldn't breathe.

"If there is...an afterlife...will you...will you accept me?"

The white amnesty order in Yu Na's hand emitted a white glow.

"I will, I will!"

Listening to Lu Yang's reply, Yu Na smiled, her hazy eyes were dim.

Fear appeared on the delicate face, and the frail body kept trembling, saying: "Afraid of the cold... the dark...".

"I, I will accompany you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Lu Yang's trembling hands wrapped around Yuna's messy hair.

"Let you be alone, I'm really worried..."

Yu Na exhaled her last breath, her body gradually turned cold.

There is a worry in the eyes, and a touch of happiness in the corner of the mouth.

"do not want!"

Lu Yang's sharp wail spread throughout the entire Wanjian Cliff.

"System, get out of here immediately, no matter what method you use, you must save Yuna!"

Lu Yang roared crazily, and the sound shook all around.

"What is the system? Could it be this person's trump card?"

The leader of the pagan religion is double-pressed and confused, unable to understand...

The next second, the pagan leader was dumbfounded.

Yuna's primordial spirit, which was supposed to disappear in smoke, was actually stabilized by a force.

"Ding! Insufficient energy, the treatment cannot continue!"

The system clearly told Lu Yang that Yuna's soul was damaged, and unless Lu Yang filled the system with a lot of energy, the system would not be able to save Yuna's soul.

Although the system was temporarily unable to revive Yuna, it used its last strength to guard Yuna's primordial spirit.

A white light flashed by, and the mountain protection array disintegrated.

Lu Yang and Yu Na have also disappeared...

……

The sound of the stream kept ringing in his ears, and the water from the clear spring kept splashing on his face. Lu Yang lay on the ground in pain.

The energy needed by the system is the aura of various divine weapons.

But with Lu Yang's current strength, it is as difficult as reaching the sky to achieve this.

Even if it is difficult to fight, Lu Yang will do it.

Even if he dies, he will save Yuna!
"Let go, holding it won't change anything."

A voice sounded from Lu Yang's ear.

Seeing that Lu Yang was indifferent, a black shadow flashed past his eyes.

With a "slap", Lu Yang was slapped and fell into the stream.

The old woman looked at Yuna lying on the ground sadly, and sighed, "Silly boy, you promised grandma would not do stupid things, why did you..."

The old woman pursed her lips, and could no longer express the words in her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the old woman stretched out her fingers, and piles of earth and rocks flew up.

Looking at Yuna's figure lying in the pit, Lu Yang stood up and took one last look at Yuna.

With the white amnesty hanging on the wrist, it shines under the water light.

Lu Yang really wanted to tell Yuna's grandmother that Yuna was not dead, and that the soul was protected by the system.

But what's the use of saying it?

If the system cannot be started, everything is in vain, and it will only make the old woman continue to suffer from fever.

The old woman's eyes closed, and Yu Na's figure turned into a mound before their eyes.

"All the suffering in the world is the most painful..."

Grandma sighed, ignored Lu Yang, and walked out of the back hill slowly.

It was snowing in the sky, and flakes of snow fell on the entire back mountain.

Lu Yang stayed quietly in the ice and snow for ten days, neither moving nor sleeping, his eyes just staring at Yu Na's grave.

What happened to the Refining Realm Sect and Jin Yan's recent situation were all thrown away for nine days.

The rocks couldn't bear the weight of the ice and snow, and they collapsed one after another.

Suddenly, a huge boulder slipped in front of him, blocking between Lu Yang and the tomb.

Looking at the boulder, Lu Yang's eyes gradually recovered, and he stretched out his hands to peel off the frost and snow covering it.

Under the ice, Lu Yang left a few words with his sword marks.

"We'll see each other again!"

Looking at Lu Yang's expression from a distance, the old woman approached slowly and handed him a cup of tea.

Looking at the tea in his hand and feeling the warmth of his palm, Lu Yang's heart sank instead, he took it but let it go again.

"Sorry, I didn't protect Yuna well."

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yang turned around to face the old woman, knelt down and buried his head in the snow.

"none of your business."

The old woman looked at the slowly falling snow and said, "Maybe this is fate."

"After the Paganism left, Yuna disappeared. She was pregnant with the White Pardon, and even the Daluo Jinxian couldn't trap her. I had expected it at that time. If you blame... it should be me, let her in. It is."

Glancing at the Bai pardon on Lu Yang's wrist, the old woman smiled wryly.