What? He is getting married...

Zi Chen knew that Ying Huan was trying to disturb her mind, but at this moment she could not control the bitterness spreading in her heart.

He would refuse... But what's the use of refusing? How could he resist the pressure of the clan? What's more, where is the Demon-Eating Star? Will Yu Ling be punished to go there if he doesn't agree?

No, he can't think about these things anymore. He must have a solution, but if he can't pass this level at the moment, she will definitely not be able to see him.

But a little dazed, Zi Chenruo had already lost the opportunity.

Ying Huan's figure disappeared in front of her out of thin air, and then a sharp scream came from the little fox beside her.

"Hmph, it turns out it's this little thing..."

Ying Huan carried the little fox and groped through its hair for a while, and finally pinched a translucent bead the size of a mung bean between her index finger and thumb.

The Ghost Pearl struggled desperately, but could not escape Ying Huan's control at all.

So the little fox's fright turned into anger instantly, jumped up with a whimper and bit Ying Huan's hand.

Ying Huan was too lazy to pay attention to it. After all, with the strength of the little fox, he couldn't even break his defense. He just waved his hand casually, and the little fox turned dizzy and didn't know where he flew.

"Is it the legendary divine object...the ghost bead?" Ying Huan felt thoughtful.

Although he had never seen such things before, he had lived for thousands of years and had some insight. Whether it was the sudden attack of the Xuanling tribe or the sudden appearance of the little fox, it was obviously not a space trick, otherwise he could see through it at a glance.

This strange state between life and death is very similar to the legendary virtual state.

I didn't expect that such a surprise would occur in this remote place. If I could use it for myself, I could barely make up for today's losses.

Ying Huan said that, and set up nine seals until the ghost bead was no longer able to thrust and remained silent.

"Okay, it's time to end this farce." Ying Huan's voice was like a winter glacier, cold and cold.

The huge battle situation was all in his senses. Although the Phantom Spirit tribe didn't know what strange things were thrown out, which caused the strength of many tribes to decline greatly, and even Ying Huan felt uncomfortable, with his cultivation level in the late stage of Li Dao, he could basically be uninterrupted.

Besides, the gap in strength was too great, and Ying Huan didn't know what these people were fighting against. If the Phantom Spirit Clan truly surrendered, he might even let them live, but now, they have already ruined their only chance.

In his estimate, it takes only one hour to finish.

"If you have any other tricks, just use them." Ying Huan walked calmly towards Zi Chenruo and others, trying to force them out their last trump card.

"Little sister, give me the Spirit Seal and the Illusion Edge Glass Tower." Zi Bingyuan stared at Ying Huan without blinking, and said in a deep voice.

"Brother..."

"There is no better way. You are our last hope. And I am the eldest brother, and I have never let my sister stand at the forefront."

Zi Bingyuan stretched out his hand and said slightly sternly: "Give it to me!"

"I don't." If Zi Chen had a premonition, he would squeeze two items into his space ring.

"Chang Wei, do you know what you should do? If something happens to my little sister, your great ancestor will not forgive you." Zi Bingyuan said.

"Oh, why bother?" Han Wei sighed, and finally he forced the spiritual seal and the glazed tower away with one tail, and sent it to Zi Bingyuan's arms with a thunderous momentum.

"Changwei, help me watch out for her and don't let her come."

A purple fire suddenly ignited in Zi Bingyuan's eyes, and then his whole body became weak, and replaced by the light of the spiritual seal and the glazed tower.

"Brother, are you crazy?! If you dare to die, I will not forgive you!"

If Zi Chen could no longer keep his usual calm, he reached out and grabbed Zi Bingyuan regardless of his fate.

However, her hand grabbed the empty hand. At this moment, Zi Bingyuan seemed not like a living person, but more like a soul body.

His voice became more and more ethereal: "It doesn't matter. I have always stopped you, stopped you and that boy, and stopped all your suggestions. You will not forgive me anyway. You just need to live well."

Zi Bingyuan paused and said cruelly: "Hangwei, pull her back."

"Oh..." Han Wei only felt that he was not a human on both sides, but his tail was still honestly swept out, forcing him to lie between the two, preventing Zi Chen from getting closer again.

"Hang Wei! This is my brother, do you know what you are doing?" A very rare look of anger appeared on Zi Chenruo's face.

"I know, of course I know, but now this situation is either the whole person is over, or the sacrifice of some people to protect the other person. This is our plan..."

Han Wei sighed again: "Ah, I won't say anything, that guy is here. If I can drag him on the back today, it will be worth my death here!"

"Second ancestors, prepare!"

Its voice suddenly became louder. Seeing Zi Bingyuan's figure completely transformed into nothingness, only a wisp of soul shadow merged into the glazed tower, Han Wei then jumped towards Ying Huan.

"Huh?" Ying Huan didn't notice Han Wei at first, but at this moment he found that the one hidden deepest in the audience seemed to be this strange beast in the Chaos Realm.

It looks familiar...

Before Ying Huan could remember the origin of Han Wei, the crystal clear purple glass tower had already risen up and overturned from above.

At the same time, all the Phantom Spirit people present felt a shock throughout their bodies, as if some silent power in their bloodlines had awakened again, making them feel strange and warm.

"Your Highness..."

They felt something vaguely, but they dared not believe it or were unwilling to believe it.

"kill!"

Zi Bingwen even burst out this word from his teeth. He projected the soul world with red eyes, like a gambler who was forced into a dead end, and he tried everything to set off an illusion storm. It seemed that if he didn't do this, it would not be enough to cover up the sadness and sorrow in his heart.

How much more will you sacrifice, and what more can you sacrifice?

If this doesn't work, then it's time for him to sacrifice the next thing. No matter what, the younger sister can't die here.

"Ha, the Yuanling tribe is just like this..."

A long spear penetrated Zi Bingwen's chest. He felt very painful, and the pain was piercing, and even his eyes became blurred.

However, he still laughed wildly, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the soul world were crushed away, causing the soul sea of ​​the sneak attacker to collapse in an instant.

Zi Bingwen, with disheveled hair, could no longer see the noble and elegant she usually had. He trembled with his hands and pulled out his spear. Regardless of the surging blood, his red eyes stared at the opponents around him again.

They were like jackals, tigers and leopards, surrounded them again, with endless cruelty and coldness in their eyes, and the leader was even a master in the late stage of the True Dao Realm.

Zi Bingwen knew that he might not be able to survive this round.

What a pity. I only killed ten people, not even a realm of the True Dao Realm. My elder brother will definitely laugh at him...

He gasped and barely looked at the direction where Zi Chenruo was through his blurry gaze.

It was dark, and nothing could be seen. It was the darkest night that devoured all the light.

But he could sense that the little girl was fine.

Zi Bingwen raised his head with great effort and laughed, "Come on, why are you hesitating about there? Are you still afraid of me?"

"I hope you will be so arrogant when you only have the remaining souls left later." Elder Yuan Ling sneered, and was about to take action, but suddenly a flash of eyes appeared, and a fist magnified rapidly in his vision.

He narrowly dodged, but the fellow tribe behind him was not so lucky. His nose bridge was completely broken with a click, his face covered in blood and snot, screaming and flying far away.

"Old Master Luan..." Zi Bingwen looked at the figure beside him and tried hard to smile.

"We are really, no one can tell each other." Luan Wei's chest collapsed deeply, half of his arm disappeared, and was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked extremely miserable.

However, even though he was seriously injured, he was still invincible in the early stage of immortality.

"Ha, I can't even take care of myself and go to save people?"

Another elder at the peak of the True Dao came in the void. It seemed that he had severely injured Luan Wei.

"Hurry to solve these, and our mission will be almost completed." The elder at the peak of the True Dao raised his hand lightly, and the Taoist rhyme enveloped this area like a vortex, trying to smash all the foreign objects into powder.

The severe pain came like a tide, and Zi Bingwen felt that all the scenery was getting farther and farther away from him, so far that it could no longer be reached.

He was about to use the last hint of soberness to perform the forbidden technique when the elder at the peak of the True Dao grabbed his collar, twisted him to Yinghuan, and sneered: "I really think my clan is so easy to fool? Let you see clearly and play with the consequences of my waiting!"

Zi Bingwen opened her eyes with difficulty and saw that the dark darkness had faded.

Shuo was unconscious on the side without knowing life and death. Drought bones fell into a ruin with broken tendons. He struggled for a long time but couldn't get up. Even the Huanyi Glass Tower was dull and was grabbed by Ying Huan in his hand. Only Zi Chen Ruo held the spiritual seal alone, his face pale and without a trace of blood.

Ying Huan turned his back to Zi Bingwen, unable to see his face clearly, nor did he know how he was in his current state. He only saw that his back was still as tall as a green pine, as if the siege of several masters did not cause any damage to him.

Is this the power of the late stage of Li Dao?... He has obviously suffered the backlash from the forbidden technique, but he is still too powerful to imagine.

If it were Yinghuan in his heyday, they would probably not have even room for resistance, right?

I have exhausted all my thoughts and used all the means I can use, but in the end, the ending will not change at all.

All their efforts are like a joke, a joke that everyone can laugh at.

Zi Bingwen watched Ying Huan's power spread out like a tide, and Zi Chen was like a mortal facing a tsunami, humble and small, and seemed to be crushed to pieces in the next second.

He suddenly became cowardly, closed his eyes, and did not dare to look again, because at this moment, he was sealed with all his strength and could not even be able to sacrifice.

This is probably...destiny. The more you struggle, the more you can't get out of it.

Zi Bingwen let the bitterness ferment in his heart until he suddenly realized that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, as if all the fight had stopped.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw the peak elder of the True Dao who was grinning in front of him turning into a solidified statue, while the others around him maintained their respective positions and looked funny and ridiculous.

A voice suddenly came from a distance, and then became closer and closer in a very short time.

"Chenruo, I'm late."

A young man in black carried a long sword backwards and appeared in the field at some point, gently protecting Zi Chenruo behind him.
Chapter completed!