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"Long Yuan."

Li Fengling didn't look back.

Ao Zijin patted his chest, opened his mouth slightly, and gradually formed a bright ball surrounding Baichen.

As Ao Zijin gently sent his right hand forward, the bright colored ball slowly floated towards Li Fengling.

The small ball seems inconspicuous, but if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a big universe inside.

The white light and dust are densely covered, it seems to be wrapped with dragon energy, and the blue sea is rolling in the small ball inside, and a dragon element actually contains the entire blue sea and blue sky.

Such a precious Dragon Yuan, which contained the dragon's breath, stopped beside Li Fengling, and in exchange for it was indeed a look of disgust.

For some reason, Ao Zijin was very ashamed by that look, and shouted bluntly: "That's not spit out!"

"Humph!"

Li Fengling snorted softly, looked away, and stretched out her hand to twist Long Yuan.

Long Yuan was pointed out by Li Fengling and melted into Zhang Ping's soul in his hand.

Zhang Ping, who couldn't resist the attack of the ancient barren realm at all, died under the might of Ao Zijin's dragon sword.

Li Fengling, who was originally controlled by Phoenix, took over everything in despair.

After her natal bloodline had been stripped off by her, Zhang Ping's soul was protected by means of controlling the heaven and earth primordial spirit in the remote ancient realm, so that he would not die completely.

However, the lingering Phoenix took advantage of the two people's extreme weakness to sneak in, using the remaining power to create the Phoenix Fire Nine Heavens Prison, trying to torture Zhang Ping's mind and let him use it for himself.

Because all methods were only aimed at Zhang Ping, Li Fengling witnessed Zhang Ping's painful death for herself again and again in a state of being unable to act.

When the blood returned, Li Fengling had nothing but Zhang Ping's soul in her eyes.

Ao Zijin was behind, and the water tunnel on his body was still resisting the attack of the flame bird.

Seeing Li Fengling stuffing Long Yuan so roughly, she immediately hated iron for being weak.

"Hey! Long yuan can't be used like this!"

Before she finished speaking, a red light appeared in Li Fengling's hand holding Zhang Ping's soul.

The aura in the red light that made Ao Zijin's heart beat made her seem to understand Li Fengling's thoughts.

The red light enveloped the soul, descended from Li Fengling's hands, and sank onto Zhang Ping's body below.

Zhang Ping's hands still grasped the blade stiffly.

Li Fengling pulled out the sword, wiped it with his backhand, and the original wound healed instantly.

The cold Bingshan squatted down at the moment, guarding Zhang Ping's side, propping his head with his hands, smiling.

In the chaotic darkness, Zhang Ping felt himself floating in the void.

Without a trace of thought, without a trace of desire, I was immersed in the void and darkness, as if I wanted to merge with them.

"Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping..."

There was a voice in the distance, Zhang Ping just turned his head and looked at it calmly, not paying attention.

"Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping, wake up!"

The sound tugged at Zhang Ping's heartstrings one after another, pulling him forward who was floating.

"Zhang Ping, if you don't wake up, I'm leaving."

The voice became clearer and clearer, as if something was cleaning his chaotic consciousness, which made him feel very intimate.

This kindness gradually brightened his eyes.

There is a light in front of the floating, as if there is an exit at the end of the darkness, and I don't know who is waiting for him there.

Zhang Ping shook his hands desperately, and kept paddling forward from the sticky void.

The light became more and more dazzling, and there seemed to be vaguely haunted silhouettes.

"You're awake!"

Zhang Ping opened his eyes, and the smile that overshadowed everything appeared.

The eyes touched unconsciously, and the smile bloomed more and more, but there were tears flickering in the bright eyes.

"Zhang Ping, I'm leaving."

Tears dripped gently on his face, Zhang Ping was anxious and wanted to get up, but found that his limbs had no strength, so he couldn't do it no matter what.

"I don't want to leave you either, but I saw... very serious things."

Li Fengling lowered her head slowly, staring at the person in front of her, full of affection.

There was a gentle coolness on the lips.

"For you, I have to go to that place." Li Fengling said in a very soft voice.

The raging fire that covered the mountain disappeared after these words.

The scars stayed for a moment, and the rich breath of life spread out, and the vitality was covered again. Under the blue sky, there were no longer bare flat mountains, but green grass, birds and flowers.

"I'll wait for you for 100 years, after 100 years, they will bully me!"

Warm white hands caressed Zhang Ping's face, as if to remember this feeling.

"We only have so much time, Zhang Ping, you must, must come and pick me up."

The big eyes were full of deep sadness, Li Fengling's right hand lightly tapped Zhang Ping's forehead, Zhang Ping could only feel countless warm forces pouring in.

The warm current poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, soothing his irritable mood.

Finally, reluctant to take a look at Zhang Ping, Li Fengling stood up and walked back.

The moment she got up, the extremely strong aura reappeared, with a cold face, it seemed that the well-behaved girl just now was not her at all.

Shui Dun, which was protecting Ao Zijin, turned into a light gauze again and was held in her hands.

Seeing Li Fengling approaching, Ao Zijin stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and the golden door appeared.

Without Ao Zijin's words, Li Fengling had already stepped in, which surprised her decisively.

Turning his head and taking a deep look at Zhang Ping on the ground, Ao Zijin also turned and entered.

The golden light disappeared, and the world returned to peace.

There were still tender tears on Zhang Ping's face, he tried his best to turn his head, but he couldn't even do this.

For the first time, Zhang Ping felt so useless and insignificant.

A great desire for power came to him like never before.

"Drip!"

"Detected the infinite desire for power in the host's heart!"

"Martial Skill Unlocked: Blood Rage!"

"Blood Rage: Gain a huge increase in strength and physique by consuming qi and blood, consuming [-]% of qi and blood every five seconds, qi and blood can be recovered through damage caused to enemies in battle! I am very angry, I want to become stronger to fight You, beat and suck, you feed me!"

Hearing the sound of the system, the heat in the Sea of ​​Consciousness comforted him again, and Zhang Ping no longer had the strength.

Eyes finally closed, Zhang Ping fell into a deep sleep.

From where he couldn't hear, the mechanical sound sounded again.

"Drip!"

"It has been detected that there is a large amount of life force in the host's sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Skills automatically upgrade!"

"The Fire Heart Sutra is upgraded -- the Phoenix Fire Jue!"

"Huanghuo Jue: The true meaning obtained from the phoenix flame, when the mental method is in operation, it can provide twice the powerful blessing effect for all fire-type exercises!"

"Nirvana upgrade!"

"When the host activates Nirvana, there will no longer be any consumption!"

"Wu Sheng's Transformation Upgrade!"

"When the Wusheng Transformation is activated, it will automatically cover the flame armor, and all attacks will have a flame effect, and resist all fire-attributed damage!"

The mechanical sound disappeared.

The sleeping boy is lying on the green grass, and the girl he loves is gone.