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Try to pull up the mountain.
Destroy and destroy.
Nangong Si's eyes flashed with fierce luster, and he pressed his hand hard on the ground. In an instant, his chest hurt sharply, and his spiritual core was shattered! !
He used his spiritual core that he had cultivated for more than 20 years, and used his hard work of practicing for more than 20 years in the cold winter and hot summer, and made a desperate move and never looked back, and shouted in a low voice with blood: "Shen Zhi!!"
crack.
He could clearly feel that in his heart, the core that had been with him for twenty years collapsed in an instant.
It's very light, like the ripples caused by the wind passing through the lake.
It's very heavy, like broken earth and rocks from mountains and rivers.
In the end they all turned into powder.
At that moment, Nangong Si felt a vague sense of relief. It turned out that the spiritual core was exhausted and broken. This is what it feels like? Although it hurts, it's not heartbreaking.
Then, when Aniang died, she probably didn’t suffer too much.
In just a moment, it was all gone.
The evil dragon spirit actually trembled slightly because of his sacrifice. The blood vines that were about to loosen suddenly closed again, clinging tightly to the zombies that were about to break out. Nangong Changying raised his chin slightly, said "Huh?" in a low voice, then walked step by step in front of Nangong Si and stopped.
Nangong Si could not take a step at this time. He had lost his spiritual core and was no different from ordinary people.
He couldn't even recall his own sword.
He panted and raised his face, his eyes reflected the moonlight, and also reflected Nangong Changying's face against the moonlight.
"The leader..."
Nangong Changying's blindfolded ribbon was flying in the cold wind. He stood there for a while and moved his fingertips again. However, because of Nangong Si's spiritual core's sacrifice, the spirit of Jiaoshan suddenly became obsessed with the original owner's body. The command could not be responded immediately, so the blood vines remained motionless, and even slowly dragged the roiling corpses and continued to sink underground.
But Nangong Si knew that he could no longer hold on.
As long as Nangong Changying is determined to give orders ruthlessly, Jiaoshan will definitely obey the instructions of his first master in the end, and he can't change everything.
However, even though he can't change it, he will still pay the price to do it and do what he can.
With a clear conscience.
Outside the barrier, Mo Ran clenched his lips and teeth, and the arrows in his sleeves were on his fingertips again. The lines on his face were stretched to the extreme, and his hands trembled slightly under his robes.
Inside the barrier, Nangong Si said: "Master Tai... I'm sorry, I still... nothing... nothing..."
The ancestor's sword was raised again, and Nangong Si was about to slowly close his eyes.
Suddenly, at the moment when he was about to kill him, he saw Nangong Chang's neck turning in an odd manner, and with difficulty, squeezed out this sentence from the gap between his teeth, "You... are called... Nangong... Si ?”
Nangong Si suddenly froze and said hoarsely: "Master Tai?! Are you, are you conscious? You...can you understand what I say?!"
Mo Ran could no longer hear the following sentences clearly, but everyone could see that the movements of Nangong Changying's men suddenly slowed down, and their lips opened and closed slightly, obviously talking to Nangong Si.
"I...shouldn't...fight...with you..."
Nangong Changying's sword was still hanging, but he made very slight sounds intermittently in his throat.
"I still have... memories of the past... before I died, I was worried that there would be changes in the future generations..." He had just recovered his consciousness, and his words were not clear, and he said hoarsely, "Unexpected... it will happen today."
Nangong Changying paused, then continued: "Nangong... Si. In a moment... after I... after I finish reciting the incantation... you immediately... take away the bow and arrow... I..."
Bow and arrow?
What bow and arrow?
Nangong Si's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't react for a moment, but Nangong Changying had already turned his sword, scraped against the ground, and let out a long roar like a dragon's roar. Then he swept back a few feet, his clothes and sleeves flying, looking like a banished immortal.
Nangong Changying was trembling. At this moment, he was trying to force his lips and tongue out of the control of the surgeon. Every word he spoke was losing a lot of strength.
"Pull through the clouds and summon you."
After saying this sentence almost word for word, a long Qingyue chant suddenly came out from the hinterland of Jiaoshan Mountain. The land in front of Nangong Si suddenly cracked. In the rolling sand, a dark blue horn bow couldn't help but scream. The sound lit up the long night.
Everyone was horrified, even a cold person like Chu Wanning, was slightly discolored.
The legendary martial arts buried with the first head of the Confucianism Sect——
Through the clouds!
"Quickly, take it away!" Nangong Changying said hoarsely. His hands were shaking violently, as if he was fighting against the invisible spider threads, trying his best not to go forward and pick up his divine bow Chuan Yun, "Thread Chuan Yun." Arrows from the clouds can burn flesh and blood... burn."
Nangong Si actually understood what he meant, but the stimulation was too great and he couldn't believe it, so he shyly asked: "What are you burning?"
"Me!" Nangong Changying suddenly shouted angrily.
"The master!"
"Don't let my corpse...do...the thing...that I hated...the most during my lifetime." Nangong Changying stood tall and tall, with rusty clothes. He said the last word after a hundred years, "Burn."
Chapter 215 [Jiaoshan] The body is burned
In the world of cultivation for thousands of years, heroes have emerged in large numbers, but now there are only ten people who can be listed on the "Genealogy of Immortal Kings". Nangong
Changying is one of them.
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