Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 1689 The end of all souls [5]

While speaking, the Ling King's tail was disintegrating and feathering at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pieces of snow-white things like snowflakes, flying in this secret room.

"Your Excellency King Ling, don't!" Chong Kui rushed forward.

The Spirit King suddenly swept her away with his tail, and then a huge air current burst out from the disintegrated body of the Spirit King.

As soon as Zhongkui got up, he was hit hard by the airflow and flew away!
Half of Weiyang Palace collapsed, Chong Kui got up slowly, but was hit hard by a fallen pillar.

The spiritual power in her body came out to protect her automatically, she crawled out from under the pillar with difficulty, and looked back.

It's snowing all over the sky.

Snow-white plumes flew in the sky, shuttled lightly in the collapsed palace, like endless white duckweed.

The pupils dilated slowly, Chong Kui raised his hand, watching the traces of spiritual power passing between them.

"Your Excellency, King Ling, what have you done?" Chongkui murmured.

"Chongkui, come out of it!"

In a daze, she heard a young man's voice, but she didn't have the time to listen carefully. She only thought about the disappearing Spirit King and the spiritual power that disappeared with him.

Spiritual power disappeared from this world.

The source of the evil that King Ling said was really gone.

"Chongkui!" Someone ran into the collapsed palace regardless of the danger, the outside was chaotic, and countless people were shouting.

Weiyang Palace is still collapsing, Chong Kui sits in the ruins, with rumbling ears, can't hear anything clearly.

"Chongkui!" Someone grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her twice. Seeing that she didn't respond, they picked her up and ran outside desperately.

Huge pillars, walls, and tiles kept falling down.

The man who was holding her while running staggered, and was hit hard on the back by a collapsed pillar.

He arched his body, protected Zhongkui in his arms, and then moved outside step by step with difficulty.

"Master has come out! Mr. An Ran..."

"Young master is injured, call the imperial doctor quickly!"

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The voices outside were chaotic, Zhongkui raised his head, and his eyes quickly regained focus.

And then gradually heard someone calling himself.

"Heavy sunflower, heavy sunflower..."

The anxious teenager called her while touching her face, afraid that she would lose consciousness from now on.

Blood dripped down the boy's forehead drop by drop, staining his eyes and half of his face red.

"Anran," Chongkui opened his mouth and called out his name hoarsely.

An Ran looked at her and smiled, wishing she could hold her in his arms, fortunately he was fine.

"Are you okay, is there any injury?" The boy looked at her with concern.

Chongkui finally regained normal hearing in her ears, she shook her head, but looked at his forehead, and said, "You are injured, go and heal."

"I'm fine." An Ran didn't care about the wind on his forehead at all.

Chongkui stood up from his arms and looked at the half-collapsed Weiyang Palace, the snow-white plumes floating in the sky fell on her cheeks like cotton wool.

Your Excellency, King Ling, really sacrificed himself and took away all the spiritual power during this time.

Really...

Chongkui frowned, and suddenly let out a 'wow' and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The moment King Ling blew himself up, she was so close that her internal organs were almost shattered.

If the Spirit King hadn't swept her out with his tail at the last moment, she would have been twisted into these broken feathers under the rapidly changing spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)