On Lingyun Peak, several palaces were crushed by Bai Luo and Zhu Yan. When Zong Ye landed on Lingyun Peak, Bai Luo had already turned into a human form and stood on the ruins of Lingyun Peak. A white robe flew over the clouds wrapped in pink gauze.

In front of Bai Luo, Yan Zhu fell in the collapsed ruins of Lingyun Peak in a pool of blood. The iron chain pendant on his ankles and waist was particularly conspicuous under Yan Zhu's weak body.

Zong Ye fell beside Bai Luo, and saw that Yan Zhu's shoulders were almost broken, his eyes were closed and he died unpredictably. Bai Luo was wearing a white dress and had no scars on his body.

When Zhu Yan fell out of the Tower of Tongtian, he regained his rationality. Bai Luo had almost no energy when he broke Zhu Yan's collarbone.

"How is he?" Zong Ye asked.

Bai Luo said lightly: "It's just a trauma, not a life. But I hope he can still bear it when he wakes up."

In the ruins, Yan Zhu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of despair. When he transformed into Zhu Yan, he lost his mind, but his memory was there.

Yuan Yuzhu said: "Azhu, if you can wake up in the future, I hope you will never remember this moment."

Yuan Yuzhu said: "Azhu, live."

He remembers every sentence and every word, and even Yuan Yuzhu's expression when he spoke is still vivid in his mind.

Yan Zhu vomited blood with a mouthful of blood: "Where is Yuzhu?"

"Not very good." Bai Luo said lightly.

"I want to see him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white voice flashed past, and he slapped Yan Zhu hard on the face: "Do you still have the face to see Yuzhu?!"

Yan Zhu's cheeks suddenly swollen and five fingerprints appeared.

Yan Zhu got up from the ruins and knelt on the ground. The iron chains on his feet and the broken collarbone made Yan Zhu move extremely slowly. Without moving for a moment, a severe pain would come from the broken collarbone. He knelt in front of Yuan Cangshu and gritted his teeth and said, "Please let me see Yuzhu. If you want to kill or cut it later."

Bai Luo sighed: "Yuzhu Yuan wanted you to live so she broke into the Tower of Tongtian alone."

Bai Luo walked to Yan Zhu's side, reached out and grabbed the iron chain that was thick with his waist, and was about to take him off Yan Zhu's feet. However, Yan Zhu's feet shrank: "God, don't pick them."

"You must suffer so much?"

Yan Zhu lowered his head without saying a word.

Bai Luo sighed, "I wasted all my efforts in Yuan Yuzhu. Let's go, Yuan Yuzhu is protected by Jiang Qinghan, and there may be a glimmer of life. I ask you, what are you guarding in Tongtian Tower?"

"Surf Bird."

Bai Luo's face changed drastically: "What?"

"The Lord of Lingguang is conquered in Tongtian Tower."

Suddenly, two shadows flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and Bai Luo and Zong Ye were gone.

After stepping into Tongtian Tower again, I had time to see what was in Tongtian Tower. After several fights, the inside of Tongtian Tower had been smashed to pieces, but I could still see the luxury of the past.

The entire nine floors were covered with red candles that had been extinguished and mixed with Zhuxian grass. There was no trace of danger in the dilapidated Tower of Tongtian.

Finally, everyone saw Jeong Tong at the top of the tower. Jeong Tong was wearing a red dress and tied to the top of the tower with iron chains. Her eyes were closed and there was no trace of blood on her face.

Bai Luo rushed forward quickly, put his fingers on Yantong's neck, and his hands were cold and his heart stopped beating.

"Go to the smoke!"

The gods in all directions live together with the heaven and earth, and there was no such thing as death, but at this moment Bai Luo clearly felt that Jeongtong was dead. Bai Luo was shocked and remembered what Jeongtong said to him in the illusion: "Jingtong is the same as you, but not as lucky as you." Bai Luo's heart trembled and reached out to pull open Jeongtong's clothes.

A dark brown wound suddenly appeared in the heart of Yantong.

"What's going on?" Xue Huo frowned.

Bai Luo was shocked: "Lingzhu, the fire spirit bead of Yanli was cut off."

"Wu Yueji?"

Bai Luo hated in his heart, who else is besides Wu Yueji? No wonder Wu Yueji can also release such a pure fire spirit stream. No wonder Wu Yueji is so powerful!

Bai Luo tightened the Vermilion Bird feather in his hand. Although Jingtong said she should not investigate Wu Yueji's affairs again, how could that be possible?

"Xue Niqiu, do you know that Yan Yanli was imprisoned in the Demon Realm?"

When Jeong Tong mentioned this matter in the illusion of the demon clan, Xue Huo was still in a coma. At this time, he was shocked to hear about this matter as when Bai Luo first heard about it.

Bai Luo continued, "I once saw Jeong Tong in Yuan Qinshi's memory. At that time, she was severely injured and lost her memory and fell into Xuanyue Temple. Shen Tu also found her at that time. I suspect that she was taken away by Shen Tu at that time and was taken to this Tongtian Tower."

Xue Huo thought to himself, "Do you suspect that Shen Tu cut off her fire spirit bead? But there are still many things that don't make sense in this matter. If Shen Tu took away the fire spirit beads of Yanli, why did he give it to Wu Yueji? We have fought with Wu Yueji, and she is not a demon."

Many things are still unexplained, but it is true that Yan Yanli was cut off the Fire Spirit Pearl. Indeed, Yan Tong and Bai Luo had the same experience, but the difference was that Bai Luo was protected by someone, while Yan Tong was locked in the Tower of Heaven and could only use his last trace of spiritual consciousness to create an illusion.

The Emperor of Fengdu, Beiyin, took a candle from the wall and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it greedily: "This smell is tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Bai Luo turned around and frowned at the Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin. A doubt gradually took shape in Bai Luo's heart. Every red candle here is mixed with a sufficient amount of Zhuxian grass, with nine layers, and each layer is filled with red candles all over the wall. Zhuxian grass is only available in Kunlun Ruins, and it is not common.

Bai Luo frowned and asked, "Lu Yubao, do you think there are more Zhuxian grass here?"

Lu Yubao frowned and said, "Just this dosage, even if you pick all the Zhuxian grass around Kunlun Ruins, isn't it enough?"

Bai Luo Leng said: "I haven't been in Kunlun Ruins for fifty years. I'm afraid someone will help me get rid of grass."

There are not many Zhuxian grasses in Kunlun Ruins. If it weren’t for the years that brought the Zhuxian grasses from Kunlun, there wouldn’t be so many.

No wonder Jentong told Bai Luo not to investigate Wu Yueji, nor to try to compete with the forces behind Wu Yueji.

Bai Luo sneered in his heart, so who is the power behind Wu Yueji? Zhurong, Shennong, or Fuxi?

Xue Huo untied the iron chain tied to Yan Tong: "Bai Ranxi, where will we place Yan Yanli?"

Yantong's spiritual bead was poached and could not even be taken back to the immortal tomb.

"Go to Xuanyue Temple to find an ice coffin and sink her into the East China Sea."

If you can't go back to Kunlun, you can no longer let Yantong be bullied by others.

Xue Huoheng picked up Yan Tong: "Bai Ranxi, what do you think about this?"

Bai Luo crushed the red candle with Zhu Xiancao mixed in his hand. Although Jingtong said she would not fight against Wu Yueji, she was afraid that she would not be able to do so now. So many Zhu Xiancao still tied Zhu Yan here, probably because she wanted to catch all the gods in all directions.
Chapter completed!