Yin Tianchou's face changed when he heard this, his expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and he sneered: "You are so confident when you say it, then prove it to me."

"I will prove it to you. Take my last blow. I will go all out to destroy the heaven and the earth with this blow. No one in the world can take it, including you." Xiao Ling raised her head.

Stretching his arms, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had just been condensed and disintegrated by the ice condensed again. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from further away was summoned and condensed on top of his head.

Yin Tianchou suddenly changed his color. Such a blow would really eclipse the sky and the earth. It would be no exaggeration to say that it would destroy the heaven and the earth. He roared in fright and anger: "If you reunite again, I will seal you again. You will never get what you want. Thousands of miles away."

Earth, freeze it for me!"

"You don't have such a chance!" Xiao Ling's voice was cold and ruthless, declaring Yin Tianqiu's defeat. He stretched out his palms, and the power of the void suddenly exploded. Yin Tianqiu's frozen power was drawn to him.

In another void, it can't affect his concentration.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Then he jumped up and appeared on top of Yin Tianchou's head. He raised his palms high above his head. The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed quickly condensed into shape according to his wishes, and a huge mountain-like weapon was formed.

The transparent giant sword hangs in the sky.

That is the Xihe Sword, the most yang among swords, Xihe!

Yin Tianchou tried his best to launch the Thousand Miles of Frozen Strike but failed. Xiao Ling's final strike was ready and could not be stopped. He was so frightened and furious that he screamed at the sky with all his strength. A demonic figure with two horns appeared in front of him.

Transformed from the roar of this life, he

The Suzaku totem on his forehead was even more radiant, the demonic energy lingered around him, the veins on his face and the demonic patterns reappeared, and the huge Suzaku shadow outside was bathed in a sea of ​​fire. He was also ready, and Yayo tried his best to send out the last words.

Attack, take the attack from Xiao Ling.

Victory or failure depends on this blow, and both sides know this deeply.

"Today, I use the Yang Sword Xihe, the most powerful sword in the world, to kill off all your demonic aura, all your sins, all your desires, and all your blood, so that you can be yourself again, and be Yin Tianchou of the Suzaku family.

, not Yin Tianchou, Chi You's bloodline inheritor." Xiao Ling's voice sounded like spring thunder, and the Xihe sword, which was condensed from the aura of heaven and earth as huge as a mountain, fell from the sky, pressing down on Yin Tianchou below.

Yin Tianchou kept neighing, and the sound of the Suzaku spread over Kunlun to every corner of the world, mourning for a long time. The phantom of the Suzaku outside him was bathed in fire, and its outline was no longer visible, occasionally jumping briefly.

What comes out of the flames is the constant replacement of the head of the Suzaku and the head of the Demon God. Yin Tianchou used this

The power of Phoenix Nirvana swept up a sea of ​​​​fire that burned the sky, soaring straight into the sky to meet Xi He's sword. Under the collision of these two destructive forces, this space collapsed inch by inch, and every inch of it collapsed.

It shattered and formed a powerful dark storm, roaring and raging over this winding mountain range.

Xihe's sword pierced into the sea of ​​fire, shattering inch by inch, and the flames were extinguished layer by layer. A powerful and unparalleled force of impact poured out for thousands of miles. Under the Kunlun Mountains, avalanches and streams surged, landslides and ground cracked, sand and rocks flew, and strong winds raged.

It's like the end is coming.

"Bang!"

With a collision that shattered the sky, the phantom of the Suzaku in flames disappeared into thin air.

"Bang!"

The phantom of the demon's head with awakened bloodline collapsed and disappeared into ashes.

The Xihe Sword still had half of its blade left, and Mount Tai was pressing heavily on Yin Tianchou's chest. He was stretched out in the air and was pressed by the Xihe Sword, unable to move, and he fell downwards at a very fast speed.

"roar!"

The Xihe sword fell to the ground, creating a huge sinkhole on the ground, and pressed Yin Tianqiu deep into the pit. Only the Xihe sword dissipated, turning into invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth, dissipating between heaven and earth. Yin Tianqiu

Qiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, the meridians in his body exploded inch by inch, and streams of blood spurted out like springs, dyeing the land around him red.

Xiao Ling returned to the ground, looked at him at this moment, sighed and shook her head at him, feeling pity and regret.

A rival in life can be compared to a confidant. Although Yin Tianchou has different positions, pursuits and ideas from him, it is undeniable that he has always been his best opponent and his ultimate opponent.

They were once popular among everyone in the Sixiang family, but later they turned against each other and turned against each other. Is this fate playing tricks on them, or is fate playing tricks on them?

In that blow just now, Yin Tianchou had already resorted to destroying himself to resist the blow that he borrowed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Now, his meridians have been cut off, which is equivalent to useless martial arts, because what he practiced is terrible.

The Devouring Demonic Art specializes in devouring the inner strength and skills of other people's ears. Now, he has to taste the bitter consequences and suffer the backlash of the Demonic Art. It can be said that life is worse than death.

"You won. See...those old guys...all saw it right. You are indeed...more outstanding than me." Yin Tianchou smiled miserably, his face twitching and twisting due to the backlash of the magic power.

, he was full of bitterness, "It seems that it is really fate... this ending... it was like this thousands of years ago, thousands of years later... the roles of the duel have been changed, but the result... is still the same."

Xiao Ling just looked at him, shaking his head and saying nothing. At this time, winning or losing was no longer important.

"Tianqiu...Tianqiu!" A cry of grief and joy mixed with a hint of relief came over. Xiao Ling turned to look over and said softly to Yin Tianchou: "Look, even though you gave up on everyone,

But everyone never gave up on you, they came to see you."

Yin Tianchou couldn't get up, so he turned slightly with difficulty and looked over. A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman were running towards this side, walking as fast as flying. Although there were other people around them,

At this moment, there were only these two people in his eyes, and no one else could be seen. However, the two figures in his eyes flickered in and out of sight, floating and sinking, as they were running.

Not real anymore.

"Heavenly hatred..." The middle-aged couple rushed over, walked to him, squatted down, looked at him in a panic, and said with tears, "It's over, everything is over, everything has dispersed with the wind.

.You have been away from home for so long, it’s time to go home. Come, let’s go home together.”

Xiao Ling also said with melancholy: "It's time to go home. You must be tired after wandering outside for so long. Go home with your uncle and aunt, cousin."

Bai Ran and Long Nu were already standing next to Xiao Ling. The two women had also put aside their grudges and hatred, and their voices trembled slightly: "The past is in the past and has become the past. The present is the most important thing. The most important thing for people to live in is

Now, go home with your aunt and uncle, everyone is waiting for you, cousin Tianqiu."

The middle-aged man picked him up. The middle-aged woman beside him looked at Yin Tianchou's appearance at this moment, her eyes were red, and her tears were like broken pearls, falling.

In the arms of this middle-aged man, Yin Tianchou struggled to squeeze out a smile. The corners of his mouth were twitching, opening and closing with difficulty. He wanted to say something, but he could no longer find his voice and couldn't move his tongue.

The middle-aged man's voice was choked and he lowered his head and said to him: "Don't say anything, we all understand, let's go home."

Xiao Ling said apologetically: "Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I was too harsh."

"Don't ever say that. This brat is too naughty. No one can make him look back unless he is taught a lesson. You have not sorry for us. We should be grateful to you." Tears still flowed from the middle-aged woman's eyes, but she had already stopped.

She put on a smile, thanked him sincerely, and then said to Yin Tianqiu: "Tianqiu, go home. It's raining and windy outside, and it must be uncomfortable. It's warm at home."

"...go...go home..." Yin Tianchou finally gathered some strength and struggled to say his final wish - to go home.

Watching Yin Tianchou's family of three walking under the sunset, step by step, gradually getting further and further away. Now dust has returned to dust, everyone has a lot of emotions, but they all turned into sighs and drifted in the wind.

Xiao Ling sighed and said to the two women beside him: "Okay, everything is over, let's go home."

Bai Ranlong Nu's eyes were filled with tears, her pear blossoms were covered with rain, she smiled and nodded sweetly: "Okay, let's go home too, go back to our home."

******

Xiao Ling once again found herself in chaos. The white mist filled the air and she couldn't see her fingers. She was surrounded by Bai Ran Xiaohan and other girls. Because there was no direction or path here, they all followed Xiao Ling closely, following each other's steps.

They also stayed close to each other to avoid getting lost in this unknown world.

Xiao Ling raised his eyes and looked around. The visible range was only about ten meters. There was nothing he could see except the girls around him. He took out the four jade pendants passed down from generation to generation by the Sixiang family and placed them on the palm of his hand.

Still no change at all.

Lan Hairuo stared at the four jade pendants and asked Xiao Ling intently: "Sir, are you really sure that these four jade pendants are related to this world?"

Xiao Ling nodded firmly. He had figured everything out and was just waiting for the final proof.

Mei Xuejiao also stared at the four jade pendants without blinking and said, "But they still didn't react at all, and there were no changes here."

"The reaction and change will be there immediately." Xiao Ling confidently scratched the tip of his index finger with his left thumb. Blood seeped out and was dripped on the basalt jade pendant in the middle. The black basalt jade pendant immediately glowed with black luster. Then

, he handed the jade pendant to the dragon girl and said: "Long'er, put a drop of your blood on the green dragon jade ring."

"Oh." The dragon girl followed the instructions and scratched the tip of her index finger. On the green dragon jade ring, the green dragon jade ring also began to emit cyan light, and the photo was chaotic.

"It turns out that you have to shed blood to identify the master, just like the game." Mei Xuejiao said with a smile.

"But..." Wen Wen pursed her lips, "What about the Vermilion Bird Jade Ring? Are you going to find your mother to drip blood on it?"
Chapter completed!