My Master is Lin Zhengying

And parents, family, and everything in that world.

Because everything here is just a dimension.

In the eyes of Shangguan Ronghui, they are all fake...

After Nan Chen hugged Shangguan Ronghui, he kicked his feet and flew away into the sky.

Pointing directly at the high sky channel.

All the surviving Daoist League monks looked at Nan Chen and Shangguan Ronghui.

Many people thought that both of them would leave here and return to their world.

However, at the moment of approaching the entrance of the passage.

Nan Chen let go.

Shangguan Ronghui just walked away and gradually approached the passage.

Nan Chen, however, was temporarily suspended in mid-air.

"Take care, Rong Hui!"

Nan Chen looked at Shangguan Ronghui who kept going away, and said the last four words.

"Nanchen, I will miss you!"

Ronghui was reluctant to give up, tears had already flowed down.

And she, who left these last words, was submerged in the passage.

White light shrouded, splashing space ripples continuously.

Shangguan Ronghui just disappeared.

She will return to the real world...

At the same time, the total solar eclipse ends.

A ray of sunlight appeared.

The space channel, also at this moment, completely disappeared between the flickering ripples.

This space is also restored.

The altar below also stopped functioning.

The blood-red light beam gradually disappeared and disappeared.

The pools of blood around the altar have also dried up.

To open this altar, the Qijue high priests used hundreds of thousands of living souls.

Tens of thousands of slaves were used, and hundreds of thousands of lives were indirectly killed.

The entire Black Dragon Mountain was littered with corpses, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

But now, everything will be over.

This world will eventually become clear.

Looking at the disappearing space passage, Nan Chen showed one last smile.

The profound energy in the whole body suddenly collapsed, and the power of the demon fox finally spread in the body, backlashing back.

At that moment, he only felt severe pain in his internal organs.

The tendons seemed to be broken.

"what!"

With a low cry, Nan Chen fell down.

It fell directly from a height of more than [-] meters.

"apprentice!"

"Senior brother!"

"Fellow Daoist Nanchen..."

"..."

Fellow Taoists shouted and rushed towards the altar at the same time.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu was extremely fast and hugged Nan Chen just before he fell to the ground.

But at this time, Nan Chen was already in a coma.

Qi deficiency is weak, all profound energy is exhausted, and life is in jeopardy.

"Apprentice, hold on, I will save you as a teacher!"

Uncle Jiu spoke with an anxious expression on his face.

Facing Nan Chen's back, it was a palm.

A steady stream of true energy poured into his body.