Zhang Yunlu was bewildered. He did not know what Hu Qing was trying to do. He saw a faint white light flowing around her body, making her look as cold as the clear night. He asked Zhang Yuncong, "Er Ge, what is she doing?" At this moment, he suddenly felt his hand become sluggish and lost control of the talisman. His expression changed greatly.
At the same time, Zhang Yuncong also found that his communication with the talisman energy was blocked, as if there was another powerful force controlling the flow of the talisman energy. He and Zhang Yunlu looked at each other in shock, not knowing what was going on.
Amidst the flowing light, Hu Qing vomited another mouthful of blood. She forcefully raised her Zhen Yuan and used up the Divine Fox's Yin Breath that she had painstakingly accumulated. Finally, she was able to perfectly display the second level of the Soul Rapture Hand.
The flying blades, lightning, and thunder were all attracted by the white light in Hu Qing's hand. They changed their manic state and calmly floated in front of Hu Qing. This kind of obedient and attached appearance was like a loyal subject who was sincerely worshipping the Queen, willing to sacrifice his life for the Queen.
Zhang Yuncong repeatedly urged the incantation to regain control of the talisman energy, but to no avail. He tried to refine a new talisman, but was dismayed to find that his communication with the talisman energy was completely cut off. He was like a disabled person, unable to awaken the incantation energy.
He could only ask Zhang Yunlong for help, "Big Brother, how could this be? Why would our talisman energy be bewitched by Hu Qing and disappear completely? And why do I suddenly feel so sad, as if I have lost a loved one? It's really strange. This woman has hidden such a terrifying strength. What should we do? "
Zhang Yunlong also did not understand, "I only knew that among the four of them, only Zhao Yun and Duobao had profound cultivation. Unexpectedly, this Hu Qing is also mysterious. I did not estimate her strength. It was a mistake. "
While the three Zhang brothers were anxiously thinking, Hu Qing quietly shed a drop of tear, which melted into the sad white light of the Soul Rapture Hand. She looked confused and melancholy.
"Langjun, I did not expect that today would be our farewell. I hope you can always remember me. I am not greedy. No matter how little weight I have, as long as there is a small place that belongs to me, it will be good. Take care, take care! "
With a light wave of her jade-like hand, she took away the radiance and the whistling talisman energy, as well as the endless thoughts and the infinite melody.
Instead, it was replaced by a huge ball of light that gathered the sorrow of the world. It swayed and was reluctant to part with it. With every step it took, it would look back and think. However, it broke through the barrier of the Four Symbols Illusionary Spirit Array without any difficulty and slowly approached Zhang Yuncong and his brother.
The two brothers, Zhang Yunlu and Zhang Yuncong, did not dodge. As if they had been struck by an evil wind, they suddenly stretched out their arms, as if they were hugging each other.
Zhang Yunlong: "Second Brother, Third Brother, what are you waiting for? Run!" After all, his vision was brilliant. He knew that although this ball of light seemed slow and powerless, it contained a vast and mighty power that could not be underestimated. If he ignored it, there would only be one outcome, and that was death.
The ball of light gradually approached, but Zhang Yunlu and Zhang Yuncong turned a deaf ear to it. They were as dumb as wooden chickens, still maintaining their hugging posture. It looked very strange.
Zhang Yunlong shouted again, "Are you crazy? Are you joking about life and death? "
Zhang Yunlu and Zhang Yuncong did not even respond. It was as if they had turned into clay puppets.
How could the two of them not know that danger was coming? However, there was a great temptation and a great sadness in that ball of light. It was like a strange demon fruit that coexisted with bitterness and sweetness, exuding an irresistible fragrance that attracted them to stay in place.
They could only hug each other, and they only wanted to hug this intoxicating feeling of sourness and sweetness.
Zhang Yunlong called out twice, but he did not get a response from his brothers. He knew that the situation was critical. Suffering from serious injuries, he could not use talisman techniques and did not have the ability to help. After all, his brothers were connected by heart. Although he was extremely unwilling, he could only temporarily stop the Four Symbols Illusionary Spirit Array and order the Golden Elixir experts to rescue his two brothers. Although this would cause the plan to trap Zhao Yun and Duobao to fail and even lead to other changes, the lives of his brothers could not be ignored.
Just as Zhang Yunlong was about to order his subordinates to remove the formation, the situation changed again.
Zhang Yuncong and Zhang Yunlu suddenly changed their sluggish standing posture and ran wildly. They actually took the initiative to welcome the ball of light.
The only thing that did not change was the posture of opening their arms.
There was only fanaticism in their eyes and mysterious and admiring smiles on their lips. It was as if they were not embracing death, but the great beauty that was engraved in their bones and engraved in their hearts.
The ball of light slowly came and accepted their embrace. It also gave them satisfaction.
"The taste of ecstasy is so unforgettable."
The ball of light flashed and disappeared. The smiles on the faces of Zhang Yuncong and Zhang Yuncong also froze and dissipated.
Their figures also disappeared from the universe and returned to their original state, as if they had never been to this world.
"Second Brother, Third Brother!"
Zhang Yun Long could only watch helplessly as his blood brother died. He was powerless to do anything. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. It exploded like a flower of blood, and every inch of it was dripping with blood.
At the same time, Hu Lan also cried out sorrowfully, "Sister, you can't die! How can you???? "
It turned out that Hu Qing's Ecstasy Hand was a strong move of the Celestial Fox's Yin Breath. It exceeded the limit of the body's endurance. It was a tragic victory at the cost of death.
"Langjun, Qing 'er has always said that I don't want to be a burden to you. Finally, I did it." Hu Qing looked longingly at Zhao Yun, who was in a bitter battle. That was the place where her soul stayed at last.
Then, her exhausted body closed her beautiful eyes and fell to the ground with a plop.
Hu Lan's cries reached Zhang Yunlong's ears and increased the bitterness in his heart. He could not help but burst into tears. "Hu Qing can't die. Second Brother, Third Brother, you can't die either. But you're all dead. What can I say about this? Taishang Indifference. Unfortunately, as a cultivator, I can't cut it at all. I'm unwilling to do so. How can I die like this? "
"Qing 'er is dead!"
"Qing 'er is dead?"
"Qing 'er is dead?!"
Like a bolt from the blue, like a flood, Zhao Yun wept bitterly under the siege of the three mythical beasts.
The Azure Dragon's tail swept his chest, the White Tiger's claws touched his shoulder, and the Black Tortoise's head attacked his back.
However, he did not feel anything because he did not believe and could not accept Hu Qing's death.
How could Qing 'er die?!
He had just promised to protect her for the rest of her life and to never let her be sad. He had just mustered up the courage to face his feelings and loudly confessed his love. However, Qing 'er was dead.
How could Qing 'er die?!
She followed him silently and did not ask for anything in return. She did not see his smile or receive any care from him. However, she did not complain. She only understood and tolerated him. She only gave and accompanied him. She said that it was enough. It was worth it.
How could Qing 'er die?!
The shy look on her face when she took away her notes and recited "Nine Songs? The sorrowful look in "Young Judge of Life", the sorry look on his face when she couldn't find him after being stabbed by the flowers and trees, the reserved look on her face when she was alone in the illusion, and the surprised look on her face when she heard his promise for the first time, half believing, half doubting, half worried about the gains and losses.
"Qing 'er, how could you die? You said that you would stay with me forever. Qing 'er, you broke your promise. "
"Qing 'er would never break her promise, but Langjun did. Langjun, you are not strong enough to protect Qing 'er. "
I am not strong enough, I am not strong enough, I am not strong enough!
If I was strong enough, how could I be trapped by these three beasts? How could I let Qing 'er and Lan' er face danger alone?
Zhao Yun, you have the heaviest hatred, the most mysterious experience, and the most amazing swordsmanship. Why are you still so weak at this moment?
"But Qing 'er, if you die, what's the use of reaching the peak of martial arts? If you die, even if I admit that I am trash, who can I reflect on myself? "
Once you're dead, my strength and weakness are meaningless. Do you know that?
Where will I wake up tonight? The willow bank, the dawn wind, and the waning moon. This time, it should be a good time in name only. Even if I have a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, who will I talk to?
You like Liu Sanbian's poems the most. You are the most sentimental. You asked that talented scholar Feng Liu to be your Langjun, but you chose me, this ignorant, arrogant, and indifferent brute.
The Azure Dragon's tail shattered his skin, the White Tiger's claws pierced his bones, and the Black Tortoise's snake neck wrapped around his back.
Zhao Yun's face was full of tears, and his vision was completely blurred.
He closed his eyes and focused on experiencing the pain in his body. But how could this pain compare to the pain in his heart?
The world was silent, and only the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword in his hand could give him some comfort, letting him know that he was still alive.
Who will die when I die!
The sword rose and fell.
Zhao Yun was already holding the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword tightly.
Only the sword understood how he felt at this moment.
The strongest move in the grandmaster's Purple Wisdom Sword Intent, the eighth move of the Green Lotus Sword Technique that only one person in a thousand years had mastered. It bloomed magnificently when Zhao Yun was in grief.
Who will die when I die!
This was not Li Qinglian's sword intent, nor was it Purple Wisdom's sword intent. It was Zhao Yun's own sword intent.
Shame and hatred filled the sword intent with unwillingness, regret filled the sword intent with anger, and loneliness filled the sword intent with sadness.
Green Lotus' sword move, Zhao Yun's sword.
This sword was only for Hu Qing.
Hu Qing was already dead. Who will die when I die? Who will die when I die?
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword suddenly roared like a dragon, singing like a cry. The sword body was covered with the light green brilliance of the Four Symbols True Qi.
The entire sword was a withered green lotus. The lotus leaves were withered, and the lotus flower was drifting, but it was still arrogant, proud, and heart-wrenching, blooming with unparalleled elegance.
"No matter how weak and useless you are, you still have to prove that your choice was not wrong."
Zhao Yun's handsome face was already pale and colorless. It was not only because of sadness, but also because he was staking everything on this one throw.
He drove all the Four Symbols True Qi into the sword's edge, almost crazily abandoning all the True Qi that he had painstakingly cultivated for many days.
He only wanted this sword.
In the Water Realm, it was said that the water flowed for thousands of miles, forming shapes with objects. It was natural.
But Zhao Yun wanted all of his True Qi to pour into this sword without leaving a drop behind.
This was also natural.
The natural nature of the sword intent.
"What a shocking murderous aura! Son-in-law actually has the bearing of a peerless expert. It's really inconceivable. Although this sword has not been slashed out, I definitely did not see wrongly. This is definitely the strongest sword I have seen in hundreds of years. "
Northgate Chuixue tightly gripped the small bottle of precious Golden Dew Wine, his eyes filled with admiration.
What a good Zhao Yun!
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