He didn't plan to confront Bai Lian head-on, he just used half of his body as a bait, obviously Bai Lian was fooled.

wow—

His body was chopped to pieces, but he found a space and flew to the Marquis of Wu'an.

"let's go!"

Xu Pan opened the void, and as soon as he grabbed the Marquis of Wu'an, he was about to jump in.

But he calculated Bai Lian, but he still missed Qingluan.

"I'm just guarding this moment!"

Although Yu Ying is her competitor, this is what Senior Sister Bai wants to do, and she will do her best to help Senior Sister Bai.

Divine blood, burn!

The azure flames from the sky sprayed out from her body, and in the blink of an eye, a wall of fire was built in front of Xu Pan and Marquis Wu'an.

"Oops."

Xu Pan's complexion changed greatly.

He stopped immediately, he won't be affected too much, but the current Marquis of Wu'an definitely can't hold it.

There is a wall of fire in front and Bai Lian in the back, how to run?

"I will give you a part of the power of life."

Xu Pan immediately made a decision.

For today's plan, just break through the firewall.

The Marquis of Wu'an suddenly shook his head, and a smile appeared on his face: "No need..."

"You don't need to say more."

Xu Pan interrupted the Marquis of Wu'an.

The Marquis of Wu'an said, "Do you remember why we came here?"

"certainly!"

"That's enough. In fact, we have already prepared for it."

"yes."

Xu Pan sighed with emotion. If he wants to be the enemy of Taixuan Daomen, which is number one in the world, he has to fight for his life.

"After leaving here, we will cultivate for half a year, and then we will go to the Taixuan Daomen to ask the guilt. As long as we hide carefully, we will not be discovered by them. With the Golden Pillar of Daoyuan, the gate of all living beings will surely succeed. This time we will not..."

Xu Pan raised his voice as he spoke.

He saw the future he was looking forward to.

But at this moment, a huge force suddenly fell on his waist.

He slammed his head into the wall of fire.

His face suddenly changed.

Stop, stop, don't pass!

But he couldn't control his body at all.

He passed through the wall of fire, and he looked back eagerly.

He saw Marquis Wu'an's body swell rapidly, which was a precursor to self-destruction.

He also saw that Bai Lian's sword had fallen.

Finally, he saw the Marquis of Wuan move his lips towards him.

He recognized it.

Because that's the word he would dream of in his dreams.

"Damang Mountain!"

"Ye Ning'an!"

Xu Pan's roar resounded through the sky.

Chapter Thirteen Ten Thousand Years of Destiny Intertwined 5k

Ye Ning'an, that was the name of the Marquis of Wu'an.

However, no one has called this name for many years.

Even people seem to have forgotten that the Marquis of Wu'an should have a real name.

Today's Marquis of Wu'an is no longer a code name, but a concrete image!

He couldn't say how tall he was, even compared to Bai Lian, he was only four inches taller.

His face is tough, with sharp edges and corners, like a knife, and there are traces of wind and frost.

In general, the Marquis of Wu'an looks unremarkable.

He is not much different from the many generals of Heluo who were born in the army.

The reason why the Marquis of Wu'an is the Marquis of Wu'an is that he was slowly carved out with his hands over the years.

Not to mention fame.

Regardless of power.

Even strength.

They live in high places, they are not castles in the air, and there are countless blood on the bottom.

The color of blood is one of the most eye-stimulating colors.

As now.

When Yu Yingjian cut through the sky, cut through the mortal body, and cut through the flaming green flames.

The rapid explosion instantly enveloped the entire Xingluowu.

The crumbling dock that was floating in the air finally shattered, the fragments fell into the deep sea one after another, and even the large towers collapsed.

Thousands of years of anticipation are destroyed in one fell swoop.

This is the collapse of faith.

This is also the end of a grudge.

It's just that no one paid attention to this kind of thing at this time.

Everyone who survived the big explosion stared blankly at the blood spilled in the sky.

Blood is like a curtain.

At a certain moment, a remnant of the soul that everyone felt very familiar with appeared in the blood curtain.

"It's the Marquis of Wu'an!"

The Taoist of Taixuan Daomen exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Ning'an's remnant soul did not struggle or try to escape.

He looked at the passage that was finally closed, and when he heard the voice still echoing in the air, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face.

enough.

As long as Xu Pan can escape smoothly, everything is enough.

Although he died here, his dream has not ended. He believes in Xu Pan, and believes that Xu Pan, who has successfully forged the gate of all beings, can reach the other side they have been chasing!

"The world is a big dream, how many times have you had a cool autumn in your life?"

This kind of grief is still unacceptable.

Ye Ning'an's remnant became weaker and weaker.

He seems to have returned to the afternoon when he met Emperor Yongjia.

Confused about the future, the boy bit the foxtail in distress under the tree, stepping on the soil from time to time.

Di Ji rode past, stopped, raised her whip and said, "Follow me."

"why?"

"Your eyes are different."

"...Okay, I'll go with you..."

Walk.

Walking towards the vast sea.

Ye Ning'an always believed that there was what he wanted on the other side of the sea.

He stood up and finally looked back at Chang Di Ji, who was guarded by Qing Luan's wings.

That one, by now, is also the Chang Di Ji.

"Let's go to Taixuan Daomen!"

drive-

After the sound of the whip waving, Ye Ningan walked into the white light that filled the sky.

The next moment, he disappeared.

Ye Ning'an disappeared together with the Marquis of Wu'an.

This vast world can no longer find his breath, as if he never existed.

hum.

Bai Lian heard the sword cry.

She held Yu Yingjian in her arms.

"I am here."

There is no sentence more powerful than this sentence, at least for Yu Ying.

She is very fortunate, fortunate that she is now in the form of a sword, so that she will not cry in front of Senior Sister Bai, nor will she wet Senior Sister Bai's chest with tears.

How embarrassing.

right.

But Yu Ying's spirit was still crying, Bai Lian could feel it.

ten years.

Twenty years.

She finally did it!

She finally avenged the 10,000 people who died in Canglongyuan!

From now on, the rain in Canglongyuan will not be as cold as she had experienced before.

"Did you just die like this?"

Under Qingluan's wings, Changdiji looked at her hands.

She felt that all this was very unreal, and she couldn't describe how she felt now.

She just felt trapped.

Bai Lian held her with an awkward posture, so that she was in a dilemma, not knowing how to face Bai Lian.

"Is the Marquis of Wu'an really dead?"

Compared with Chang Di Ji, who is emotionally restrained, the performance of others is much more "unrestrained".

It's unbelievable that this is true!

In these hundreds of years of life, the Marquis of Wu'an encountered many dangers.