Ten Thousand Immortals Return to the Sect

Zhang Yu was sucked in by this powerful force. At this time, his brain had already reported that he must die. Unexpectedly, he had gone through countless hardships, but was finally buried in this magic pool.

At this time, his whole body was relaxed, and his body was sinking continuously. In his heart, he only saw Chilian Long'er for the last time, and he wanted to engrave this voice and smile in his heart until he died.

What fairy, what demon.

What hatred, what hatred.

At this moment, all of this is no longer important.

Transforming demons means death.

Because death is the end of one's own life.

The body is falling rapidly, and I don't know how deep the bottom of the pool is.Anyway, Zhang Yu is doomed to die today.

It's better to relax yourself and make yourself more comfortable before you die.

A drop of tears fell silently, and a trace of sadness rose in Zhang Yu's heart.

Longer, don't blame me for being cruel.I, Zhang Yu, did my best.

Tears, slipped down, but did not fall, but floated up in front of his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently squeezed, the tears that were floating in front of his eyes.

I, Zhang Yu, have never cried before. Why am I crying at this moment?

All around his ears was the sound of whistling wind, which was caused by his fall and the strong suction force behind him.Nothing but the sound of the wind.

But in front of him, the hole is getting smaller and smaller, so small that there is only a light spot the size of a pinhole.And at this moment, he suddenly discovered that within this pinhole-sized spot of light, another shadow appeared.

This shadow, also falling with his whereabouts, is not far away from him.

Zhang Yu was startled, unexpectedly there would be other people here.Who will it be?He immediately poked out his consciousness, but just as he came out, he felt a strong energy and bounced his consciousness back.

who is it?Could it be Chilian Longer?Thinking of this in his heart, Zhang Yu was suddenly taken aback.

At this moment, the wind in my ears suddenly changed, and it felt like I had entered an open space.This feeling lasted for a while, and after a while, it immediately returned to the previous wind sound.

But at this moment, he felt his storage bag suddenly move.Under this movement, it seemed that there was something inside that was about to rush out forcibly and uncontrollably.

A strange feeling rose in Zhang Yu's heart, and he immediately opened the storage bag, only to see a flying sword coming out of it.

Zhang Yu is very familiar with this flying sword. He is just an ordinary flying sword, but the flowing sword spirit is inside. It once said that it feels the breath of sword spirit inside the sword body.

It must be the sword spirit, and he doesn't want to be buried in this demon pool with him.Zhang Yu sighed, and slowly dropped the flying sword.

Fei Jian swam around, and immediately drilled down at an extremely fast speed. This drill reached the bottom of Zhang Yu's feet.

After coming to the bottom of the foot, a strong resistance came up, and this resistance force was just opposite to the suction force.At this moment, Zhang Yu felt that the speed of his body sinking had slowed down significantly.

As soon as he slowed down, the figure above gradually approached.After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Zhang Yu's heart was like a knife.

It really is Long Er, why did you jump down.Are you willing to accompany me, Zhang Yu, to be buried in this magic pool?

In a blink of an eye, that Chilian Long'er had come to Zhang Yu's side, and Zhang Yu immediately mobilized all his strength to hold Chilian Long'er in his arms.

"Long'er, what are you doing? Why don't you live well?" Zhang Yu was extremely anxious, but he was already in the magic pool, and he couldn't do anything.

Chi Lianlong'er had already reported that he must die, so he closed his eyes for a while. At this moment, he suddenly heard Zhang Yu's voice. He opened his eyes in surprise, saw Zhang Yu's anxious expression, and said with a smile. : "Fool, since you are going to die, I will never let you die alone."

Chi Lianlong'er gently caressed Zhang Yu's face, hugged Zhang Yu's chest tightly with both hands, kissed Zhang Yu's face deeply and said: "We will never be separated again! No one can." His face was filled with that satisfied smile.

At this time, Zhang Yu also hugged Chilian Long'er deeply, and pressed his face tightly on her watery skin, sighing deeply in his heart.I can finally be with Long Er as I wished.

After several lifetimes of reincarnation, now is the real get Long Er, life and death together.

All of a sudden, Zhang Yu felt that the resistance under his feet was getting stronger and stronger, and the falling speed was getting slower and slower. His heart moved, could it be that this flying sword?Want to save me?

Thinking of this moment, in addition to the stronger and stronger resistance under his feet, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly appeared in his heart, and became stronger and stronger, swimming along Zhang Yu's meridians in an instant.

This spiritual power is extremely powerful. Zhang Yu's meridians are all filled with magic power. When this magic power encounters spiritual power, it immediately resists it.

A voice came from the spiritual power in the body.This voice is extremely familiar, and this familiar feeling is precisely Menfeng.

"Quickly clear the way for me, and transport the spiritual power to the sword." That was Menfeng's extremely anxious voice.

Zhang Yu didn't have time to think about it, and immediately circulated the magic power in his body. Under Zhang Yu's intentional restraint, most of the magic power in the meridians immediately gave way.

Immediately, the spiritual power swam forward again, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the sole of the foot and poured into the sword body.

As soon as the sword body was infused with spiritual power, it immediately declined and then slowed down. At this time, even Chilian Long'er could clearly feel it. His eyes were surprised, but he looked at Zhang Yu with a hint of joy.

Zhang Yu said slowly, "Pour your spiritual power into the sword."

Chilian Long'er looked down, and found that he was stepping on the blade of the sword, and the resistance came from the sword.

This sword is a glimmer of hope for life. Chi Lianlonger's original heart of mortal death immediately had a glimmer of desire to survive. Before she had time to ask, she immediately circulated the spiritual power in her body and slowly poured it into Feijian.

With the infusion of all the spiritual power of a monk who was on the verge of becoming a god, Feijian immediately lifted his spirits, stopped his descent, and slowly went up.

As soon as he rose, he felt a strong wind blowing over his head, Zhang Yu and Chilian Long'er hugged each other tightly, closed his eyes, and desperately moved towards the flying sword, conveying spiritual power.

The more places this spiritual power is sent, the faster the rising power will be, and the stronger the wind above the head will be.

Under the strong wind blowing, except for the two people who felt great resistance, the flying sword was shaking again and again at this time.But the flying sword seems to be rising upwards tenaciously, although it is still far away from the entrance of the cave at this time, whether they can reach that moment is simply unknown to them.

But with the support of the two people's spiritual power, Feijian's swimming power is getting faster and faster. With the strong wind, their clothes make a harsh sound of being slapped by the wind.

Even from Feijian, there were bursts of humming, as if Feijian himself was roaring non-stop. His unyielding will must save Zhang Yu from this magic pool.

Although a Chilian Long'er was added at this time, the weight was greatly increased, but it was precisely because of this that the spiritual power of one more person was injected, so that his speed continued to rise slowly.