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After crying bitterly, Nan Xing wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, hugged Sanwei's neck tightly, and whispered in its ear: "Go to Tianheng."

There wasn't much time for her to be sad, or weak.

She adjusted her breath and regained her strength on Three Tails' back.

Xue Zun and Tian Zun have been fighting for eight days and nights...

Thousands of miles around were almost razed to the ground, and there were only a few mountains left. Everyone could only work together to prop up the barrier and watch from a distance...

Xue Xiuli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he never thought that Tianheng would be so difficult to deal with now.

Obviously not so strong before...

Is it...

Thinking of something, his eyes flickered, "You went to Beiyan Kingdom and got their power?"

Tianheng didn't answer, holding a sword in his right hand, he stood firmly in the air, his clothes were flying, and his whole body was full of frosty breath.

Xue Xiuli laughed, "Look, you are no different from me..."

He raised his hand, and a tall mountain peak was easily lifted by him, and then he gently squeezed his hand, and this mountain peak, which existed for hundreds of years, instantly disappeared into ashes with the animals and plants living on the mountain, and disappeared in this world.

"How? Power is very attractive, right?"

Tianheng still looked cold, after he found out that Xue Xiuli had devoured the power of spirit demons, he went to Beiyan Kingdom in the mortal world to capture the power of those spirit demons.

There are no spirit demons in the world anymore, but the biggest threat is in front of him.

He doesn't deny what he's done, and he doesn't try to be a god.

Right or wrong is his own judgment.

He just wants to protect.

Guard the world in her eyes.

Also protect her.

The power of frost poured into the sword in his hand, and the sky seemed to be cut through...

The temperature plummeted, and the area near Tianheng began to snow, the rivers froze, and the mountain peaks were stained with silver...

hateful!

He didn't even have the strength to breathe, Xue Xiuli was also angry, and Ming Heng was also seriously injured internally, but his appearance was still as cold as a mountain snow, it seemed that no matter what happened, he would not let him have mood swings, he just wanted to defeat him .

Xue Xiuli's eyes were stained with viciousness and hostility, and the wind was whistling around him, he stretched out his long and slender fingers, and tapped lightly.

The disciples who were watching the battle in the distance couldn't help pouring their strength into his side...

Everyone panicked instantly, "What is Xue Zun doing?!"

"I feel like my strength is draining!"

Ling Yun's eyes sank, and he united with several immortals to strengthen the barrier, and then evacuated the disciples, "Let's go, let's go!"

This level of battle is really not what they are destined to watch!
Xue Xiuli raised the corners of his lips, "Let's go?"

Xue Zun seemed to be a different person now, and some of the disciples who had no time to retreat died instantly.

Tianheng frowned, and swung his sword over to cut off Xue Xiuli's power.

Xue Xiuli took the opportunity to strike, and Tianheng spat out a mouthful of blood...

Xue Xiuli knew that Tianheng would save them, originally Tianheng's sword was very powerful, but unfortunately, it was used to save his disciples.

He was getting more and more disappointed.

After he devoured Tianheng, his consciousness must be wiped out completely, he couldn't accept such a self.

The wind and snow were raging, and it hurt people's bones.

But a figure suddenly appeared, and the small figure approached the battlefield with difficulty...

The wind blade drew several bloodstains on her face...

She stood not far away, drawing complicated lines in the air with her bloody fingers...

With each stroke, the breath in the air becomes stronger.

Her figure was insignificant in the wind and snow, but it attracted the attention of the two people in the battle...

Sensing the changes in the world, Xue Xiuli shrank her eyes, and almost instantly understood what she was going to do, "Tiannanxing!"

Volunteering to sacrifice the power of law in the depths of his soul to others, Nan Xing endured unimaginable pain and backlash.

Her soul was in pain like being torn apart. It had already been obliterated a lot by the soul-destroying nail, and now it was even more mutilated.

The seven orifices began to bleed, her eyes were blurred, and she was drawing runes without a single pause...

The soul began to loosen, her mind was buzzing, her slender eyelashes were dyed blood red, she knew that her current appearance must be terrifying...

She saw a familiar figure staggering towards her, she raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said slowly, "I will imprint your soul, and you will find me every lifetime."

"Tianheng, don't forget me again."

But she...does she have an afterlife?

The last stroke fell...

Nan Xing's incomplete soul imprinted into Tianheng's heart with the power of law...

Tianheng still didn't catch her, the power that belonged to Nan Xing was in his body, but it was very suitable, as if it belonged to him by nature.

Breathing seemed to be painful, he lowered his eyes, swayed his body, almost couldn't stand still, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmm hhhhhhhhhhhhh!" crazier than him is xuexiuli."

His silver hair turned black inch by inch, he no longer had the intention to pretend, his whole body was full of hostility, he looked at the girl lying on the ground without breathing, wishing she could die again!
In addition to resentment, he also has some unexplainable jealousy.

why?
Why give it to Tianheng?
why! ! !
The corners of Tianheng's eyes were stained scarlet, and he clenched the sword in his hand tightly.

The sword points to the sky, and the sky changes.

The clouds couldn't bear the power of this sword and collapsed.

The huge formation rotated in the sky, the power of purple thunder and lightning poured into the sword body, and the thick force of the earth covered the sword body with a layer of golden light, and the wind and snow surged.

Xue Xiuli used his whole body's strength, but he couldn't hold the sword of heaven and earth at all.

The whole world is shaking.

People in the mortal world looked up at the sky in fear, is the sky going to collapse?

"No! My way is the strongest way! How could I lose!"

He is not reconciled!He refuses to accept it!

No one answered his question, Xue Xiuli was instantly annihilated under this sword...

I am afraid that thousands of years ago, no one would have thought that Xue Xiuli, the proud son of heaven, would die without a whole body.

……

Tianheng knelt on one knee, only the sword supported him.

Snowflakes fell all over his head, he was motionless, even breathing lightly.

His face was covered with frost, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and blood red teardrops slid down his cheeks...

Huge pain swept over him, he pressed his heart that was about to burst in pain, and spit out another mouthful of blood...

The aloof Tianzun, at this time, tears of blood poured out, crying helplessly and desperately...

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a strange fluctuation in the air.

Someone stepped out of the air.

The visitor looked around and sighed softly, "It seems that he came at the wrong time."

Saying that he was about to leave.

Tianheng looked up with red eyes. The man was wearing a plain gown and holding a string of Buddhist beads. He had a young and handsome face, but his eyes seemed to have experienced countless times, compassionate and ruthless.

Feel the man's strong power fluctuations, and the aura that doesn't belong to this world.

Tianheng's eyes trembled, "Senior, stop!"

The man smiled slightly, "You are the strongest in the fairy world, this world cannot keep you, so you don't need to call me senior."

The man in front of him didn't have a murderous aura all over his body, but also faintly carried the light of Buddha.

Under his astonished gaze, Tianheng's five fingers turned into claws, and he stabbed hard into his chest, digging out his heart...

Without his heart, his breath instantly weakened.

It was a heart of glazed glass that was rare in the world. It was crystal clear and beautiful. The blood dripped down the fingers, but it didn't stain the heart. It was holy and beautiful.

"This glazed heart carries what I have learned all my life, as well as the aura of the rules of heaven and earth. It is the most precious thing of our Zeling. I will give it to you now. I only have one request. Please, find a place with plenty of aura. Keep this breath of soul."

The man looked at the heart, in the crystal-clear glazed heart, there was a faint trace of spirit that was about to fade away, it was too weak, and it was impossible to find it without looking carefully.

Feeling something, his eyes shrank imperceptibly, and he could no longer look away.

He smiled and said, "Such a weak soul may not be able to raise it well after tens of thousands of years. You have entrusted me with a very difficult task."

Tianheng's expression changed, and he also knew that he had exhausted all his strength to hide this breath of soul in his heart, but the newly born fairy world simply didn't have so many heavenly spirits and earthly treasures to support her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have prayed for this outsider who suddenly appeared.

"However..." The man changed the subject, with a complicated and helpless expression, "It happens that I owe this soul some karma, even if I don't have Liuli Xin, I will help you."

Liuli Xin flew into his hands, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will find her a good place to raise her."

Tianheng didn't ask about cause and effect, he took a last look at the breath of the soul, bent down heavily, and merged his words into two words, "...Thank you."

When he looked up again, the man was long gone.

Tianheng has known for a long time that there is more than one world, he lowered his eyes slightly, he will go to find her...

No matter which world she is in...

He looked at the sword in his hand that had been with him for a long time, and threw it to the sky, "Go, become the pillar of this world."

The sword buzzed and moved away from him...

Giant mountains rose from the ground, propping up the sky that was about to collapse...

Tianheng stood up, walked towards the place where Nan Xing died, and pushed aside the snowdrift with both hands...

The scarlet fox protected her, allowing her to keep her body intact under the power of that sword.

Sanwei was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he was dying. Tianheng gave it the last bit of strength, "...you can go."

Sanwei got up tiredly, glanced at the girl reluctantly, and then walked away alone...

Tianheng gently stroked the broken hair on her cheeks, if the blood on her body was ignored, the girl would seem to be asleep.

Someone came on snow...

Tianheng raised his eyes, Feng Ye looked at him with a complicated expression, now Tianheng is not in a general embarrassment, he seems to have many questions, "...Why are you so heartbroken?"

Tianheng twitched the corners of his lips without emotion, and said, "I will leave the Xianmen to you in the future."

Feng Ye shook his head, looking into the distance, "Don't you feel it? I won't live long."

Feng Ye said softly, "My soul is dead."

He looked dazed and couldn't tell. When he woke up, he felt a piece of his heart was missing.

Tianheng picked up the girl and walked towards the depths of the snow step by step, "It's up to you to arrange."

He has done everything he can, and for the rest of his life, he wants to find a place with a good view for Nanxing...

Feng Ye kept watching until their figures disappeared into the vast snow...