Stunning beauty, the hero of Collapse is happy again

Thunder roared in the sky, resounding throughout the entire dark world.

Yuanyin stood under the crack and looked up at the sky.

The hole that was expanding slightly seemed like an abyss that preyed on its prey.

The spiritual energy was madly swallowed by the abyss.

Just one step away from tearing the entire sky apart.

Yuanyin looked down at the scene below with compassion, which was like hell on earth.

He was almost faced with the same choice as the Immortal Emperor back then.

It was not until now that she suddenly understood the Immortal Emperor's profound words that day.

Don't give up, your new place will have a part of your destiny...

Now Yuanyin understood, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What a kind-hearted Immortal Emperor, do you want this good fortune? !

Sensing the master's inner decision, the Qingshuang Sword in his hand trembled continuously.

The humming sound of the sword mixed with the deafening thunder, like weeping and wailing.

Yuanyin gently stroked the sword and turned to look at the place where the golden thunder was strong.

Eighty thunder disasters have already fallen there.

There is only one step left to the final step of ascending to immortality.

As if he noticed her gaze, Mingxuan, who was covered in blood, looked back at her with difficulty.

The spiritual energy outside is thin and the spiritual energy in the body has been exhausted.

The moment the 'Vajra Shield' covering Yuanyin's head was broken, Mingxuan spat out a large mouthful of blood.

He can't hold on any longer...

The golden thunder above his head continued to brew, faintly containing the laws of heaven and earth.

It was more powerful than all the previous thunders, as if it was going to use its final strike to chop the bloody man below into ashes.

Yuanyin's expression became stern, and he threw the sword into the air, using the sword move 'All Things Come to Life' again.

With one strike of the sword, spiritual energy quickly swept over.

The almost exhausted spiritual energy around Mingxuan began to circulate again, quickly repairing his already broken body.

Looking at the only white figure under the dim sky, the corners of his bloody lips moved slightly, and he called out something softly.

Yuanyin looked at him blankly, and suddenly her eyes curved slightly.

Her eyes were soft and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised.

Just like the ice and snow melting, all things come back to life.

In this dim world, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

It was so familiar that it made his heart ache.

Mingxuan's face turned pale instantly, and his broken hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold the hilt of the sword.

Tears from the corners of his eyes suddenly fell, washing away the blood on his face, leaving behind a trail of bloody tear marks.

"Don't...don't..."

His throat was choked by blood and he was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound.

Mingxuan propped himself up and rushed towards Yuanyin.

However, the barrier that formed the tribulation restricted him severely under the thunder and did not allow him to move even a step.

Mingxuan swung his sword wildly at the barrier, tears splashing on the hilt, as if they would never stop flowing.

The whole person was almost broken.

"Amo, I know it's you."

The soft whisper in his ear caused his sword-wielding hand to suddenly freeze, and his whole body felt like it was breaking.

The remaining words came near and far, drowned out by the increasingly thunderous thunder.

Mingxuan's lips opened and closed, and everything in front of his eyes was blurry.

Yuanyin looked at the thunder that was about to fall, took one last look at Mingxuan, and suddenly turned and headed towards the crack.

The people below were shocked by her behavior for a moment.

Guangren's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "Junior sister, come back!"

Mao Shen stepped on his sword and stood up, ready to pull the person back.

His shoulder was suddenly pressed down hard, and Mao Shen was so angry that he waved his hand and wanted to hit the man out.

After seeing who it was, his face was overjoyed, "Master!"

He was so anxious that his forehead was covered with cold sweat and he spoke very fast.

"Master, Junior Sister is seeking death, please stop her!"

For a cultivator with only one spiritual root, forcibly pulling out the spiritual root is tantamount to throwing away his heart and soul.

Junior sister only has one spiritual root!

Wujizi flattened the surrounding monsters with one palm and looked up at the sky.

The whole person seemed to age instantly.

"Let her be."

"Master!"

Guangren and the other two said in unison, looking at Wujizi in shock.

Wujizi did not answer. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking quietly at the sky, with compassion and complexity in his eyes that no one could understand.

Suddenly, a figure leaped up and quickly went towards Yuanyin.

It’s Peng Yao.

Then, another figure stood out.

Yun Jiao's expression changed, and she said in shock: "Senior Sister!"

Miao Shu didn't look back, and flew quickly towards the crack on his sword.

Soon, more people stood up one after another.

They all flew up with their swords and rushed towards the crack.

In the crowd, Lu Mian's face was as pale as paper.

Her fingers were tightly gripping the sword in her hand, her face full of struggle and retreat.

She is not from this world, so there is no need for her to sacrifice her life for this world!

But looking at the hell-like scene below, Lu Mian couldn't take a step back.

Forget it, I can’t survive anyway.

Lu Mian’s face turned pale, but he still flew up on his sword and followed the others.

The moment Yuanyin sank into the crack, the entire sky seemed to tremble.

The endless thunder was instantly bound back to the sky.

The broken sky was also mostly repaired in an instant.

As the people behind him rushed into the crack one by one, the huge hole closed quickly.

The spiritual energy feeds back and flows back quickly.

At the cost of a cultivator with heavenly spiritual roots!

"Yin'er! Don't!"

Through the barrier, Mingxuan's roar was heard across the entire mountain range and into the battlefield.

The listeners' hearts trembled, and for no reason they were filled with solemnity and sadness.

At the same time, at the moment when the spiritual energy revived, the long-accumulated thunder finally fell.

Go towards the person kneeling at the barrier.

The last thunder tribulation, containing endless power, struck Mingxuan's back hard.

But those who have been struggling to hold on are now filled with decadence and unable to struggle.

Bathed in the thunder tribulation, Mingxuan's flesh and blood shattered and he no longer looked like a human being.

He just stared at the crack in the sky and even forgot the pain.

Or rather, it can no longer be perceived.

When the thunder was at its loudest, Mingxuan suddenly threw his head back and laughed out loud.

The blood and tears in my eyes seemed to never stop flowing.

The laughter echoed through the sky along with thunder.

Desperate and sad.

"puff……"

The moment the thunder dissipated, Mingxuan spat out the last mouthful of blood.

The blood splattered on the gradually disappearing barrier, and then disappeared completely.

At the moment of falling, Mingxuan stared blankly at the place where Yuanyin disappeared, his voice was vague.

"You left me again..."

When Wujizi arrived, the majestic mountains had been flattened to the ground.

And the person who was undergoing the tribulation fell in a pool of blood.

Bloody.

Most of the body was chopped apart with flesh and blood, revealing the white bones.

Miserable.

Just when everyone thought that Mingxuan had failed in his tribulation, the sky suddenly brightened and became clear.

A red glow appeared in the sky.

The fairy music is lingering and the cranes are crying.

Raindrops containing endless vitality and fairy spirit sprinkled down along the ladder that appeared, quickly repairing the remains of the body in the pool of blood.

Those who had just experienced a great war had not yet fully recovered from their grief when they were suddenly stunned by this rare scene of ascension to heaven that occurred only once in thousands of years.

Staring blankly at the scene in front of me.

In the pool of blood, the shattered flesh grew back and healed quickly.

The exhausted spiritual energy in the body was replenished, and the previous embarrassment was also washed away by the fairy energy.

The ladder to heaven extended to his feet, and everyone bowed their heads respectfully, waiting for him to ascend to the throne.

But after a long time, Mingxuan still didn't get up.

Lying there quietly, not moving.

No one dared to urge, and no one dared to speak.

As time passed, the previously clear sky became gloomy again.

Only the area where Mingxuan was undergoing the tribulation still had bright sky and continuous immortal music.

When everyone came to their senses, they found that there was still one last crack left in the cracked sky that had not been repaired.

The stagnation of the spiritual root of the sky caused the crack to begin to split again like a spider web.

Everyone's faces turned pale with horror.

Before anyone could react, Mingxuan, who was lying on the spot, disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was already standing firmly under the crack and caught Yuanyin's body.

And only hers.

Others didn't even leave their bodies behind.

Mingxuan gently took her into his arms and looked at her quietly with his eyes lowered.

The person in his arms had a clear face, as if he had fallen asleep.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the familiar black clouds were pressing down again.

Wujizi's face looked old, and he finally sighed deeply.

"Mingxuan, don't let Yinyin's hard work go to waste."

This crack in the sky is not a difficult problem for Mingxuan, who has now become an immortal.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mingxuan took his eyes off the person in his arms and looked over.

It stood tall and straight under the crack, just standing there quietly.

Finally, when everyone was in a panic, Mingxuan spoke.

He looked at Wujizi, his eyes showing no sadness or joy, and his voice was filled with boundless deathly silence.

"Master, my little pearl is gone."

No one knew who the little pearl in his mouth was, but they had some vague guesses.

Wujizi opened his mouth but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Mingxuan retracted his gaze and looked at the lifeless Yuanyin in his arms. He raised a faint smile and said softly:

"I don't want to play with you anymore."

Mingxuan's light words struck everyone's heart like thunder.

Immortal Mingxuan, is he...crazy?