The black belly king loves evil concubine

Chapter 440 The Pain of Nirvana (2)
"Concubine Mu, don't leave Hong'er behind."

"Mother..."

"Ice Concubine..."

The mournful cries were like golden whips with barbs, and they lashed Yun Feixiang's body one after another. The flesh and blood were torn apart, and the concubine really left them like this?

No, I can't, and I don't want to. The concubine mother has suffered so much, and she has only met her father for three years, and she still hasn't lived a good life. How can she leave quietly like this?

The three of them worked together to deal with Murong Yangxiong, Yun Feixiang was very anxious, but the facts proved that Murong Yangxiong was the second Long Ruhuo, although one arm was broken, but his strength was very powerful.

"Ah..." Yun Feixiang was distracted, a burst of energy struck his chest, his whole body was blown away and rolled to the ground, and Yun Feixiang's injury directly aroused all of Xuanyuan Tianzhan's anger.

The corner of the man's white robe flew against the condensed internal force. The surrounding area was instantly sizzling, the leaves were rustling, and the sky above his head instantly became low and oppressive. The soldiers could not bear the air pressure and were forced to retreat a lot.

Xuanyuan Tianzhan seemed to isolate everything from the wind. With his black hair flying in the wind, and the power constantly gathering around him, it could be seen that he was exercising energy. This power was astonishingly large and astonishingly terrifying.

When Dugu Piaojian's body was bounced away again, Murong Yangxiong laughed frantically, this kind of laughter was very wild, very evil, full of provocation, like looking down on all living beings without any scruples.

However, at the moment when he was at his wildest, a hurricane rolled up and everything trembled.

"The third form of the dragon's soaring spirit gathering—the flying dragon's nirvana." Xuanyuan Tianzhan's overwhelming voice seemed to come from the sky, and instantly startled everyone's hearts.

Stepping on the high clouds and the brilliant splendor, a golden flying dragon came from the sky. The golden dragon roared, and the mountains shook immediately. The imminent wind and rain oppressed many people who couldn't open their eyes. They were lucky enough to see the true face of the golden dragon All of them are masters with extraordinary strength.

The golden dragon is an illusion of spiritual power, not a real dragon with a physical body, but its aura surpasses that of a real dragon. With its proud head bent down, people are extremely small in its eyes.

"The Illusion of Dragon Gathering Spirits?" A few well-informed people shouted.

"what?"

"This dragon is transformed from the light of heaven and earth."

"what……"

Everyone was so startled that they couldn't speak for a moment. They only knew the power of the dragon gathering spirits, but they didn't know that it was so mysterious and unfathomable.

In fact, the so-called Longteng Gathering Spirit can convert the power of all things into its own spiritual power, but it is almost impossible to really transform all the power. Every level and every form has its own specific transformation method.

And the third form of Longteng Juling is the conversion of light.

Murong Yangxiong frowned, but seemed unconvinced, he raised his head and glared fiercely at Jinlong, he wanted to see what kind of power the third form of Longteng Gathering Spirits had?
What is the illusion of water, wind and light?He had to see it himself to believe its power.Besides, he had secretly learned Long Ruhuo's evil skills a long time ago, and later had Long Ruhuo's guidance, so he would not be afraid of Xuanyuan Tianzhan at all, he just had a higher aura.

Facts have proved that it is really not just a higher momentum.

I saw Xuanyuan Tianzhan curling his lips into a smile, the golden dragon turned over in his palm, and slowly, it turned into a very thin and tiny golden light, Murong Yangxiong also smiled strangely, it turned out it was just a feint.

In an instant, this extremely thin golden light flew straight to the center of Murong Yangxiong's eyebrows, and in an instant, the golden light disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and what everyone saw was——

There was a big hole between Murong Yangxiong's eyebrows, and blood flowed profusely from his forehead. He stood straight in place, but his life stopped suddenly, and he didn't have time to make a move.

This scene made people dumbfounded.And the person with the right angle saw the golden light coming out from the back of Murong Yangxiong's head.

At the same time, to everyone's surprise, Xuanyuan Tianzhan's tall body fell backward step by step, with blood gushing out of his mouth.In fact, this golden light condensed all the power of Xuanyuan Tianzhan.

"Ah Zhan..." Yun Feixiang had never seen such a scene before, her head seemed to be filled with mud instantly, it was so thick that she couldn't think.

The powerful man who had always been fearless, suddenly collapsed at this moment.Is the god-like Prince Zhan actually fighting Murong Yangxiong with his own life?

"Don't leave me behind, you said it, you said you will always be by my side, love me forever..." The woman's voice was hoarse and broken, with unbelievable eyes, violently shaking the man's body.

"Our baby hasn't been born yet, we still have a long way to go in the future, how can you leave me behind?"

"No, no, no, no..."

A sad and desolate atmosphere enveloped the earth, someone reached out to touch it, and Murong Yangxiong's standing body was instantly wiped out. The person who touched Murong Yangxiong's body was Ouyang Yifei, and his mood at the moment was very complicated...Damn it, don't deserve it, everything died……

Murong Yangxiong had the kindness to know him and valued him all the time, which made him follow Murong Yangxiong for more than [-] years and devote himself to building the land in the southwest of Shengtian...

Today, the originally rich land is full of flames in the war, and the people are dying...

Everything is God's will!
Pulled out a long sword from the guard who was standing dumbfounded, and cut his own throat before the guard could react...

Ouyang Yifei, a generation of think tank, just passed away without leaving a word.

But at this time, everyone was mourning for Han Bingxue and Xuanyuan Tianzhan, only a few people noticed him, even death was lonely.

On the outskirts of Shengjing, it is still the quiet temple, the quiet high-rise courtyard, and the wide and quiet river. In Qingshan Temple, the big trees that were originally lush and leafy have begun to shed their leaves. Summer is gone, and autumn Come again.

On a small stone table, two old men were sitting facing each other. One was wearing cassock with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the other had a childish face with white hair and eyes closed.

If you don't listen to what they say, you will think that these are two mysterious superhuman beings, but once you speak, you will find that they are just two old urchins.

"Stinky old man, are you asleep?" Master Xuankong would never believe that Master Miaoshou fell asleep.

"..." No one spoke.

"Aren't you worried about your apprentice?" Master Xuankong couldn't help blowing his beard and staring. If he knew that his precious apprentice was in trouble before, he would have been so worried that his heart was broken, all thoughts were lost, and he ran away desperately.

Now the calculated result is even more serious than before, but he sat here, not in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)