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Chapter [-]: The dragon does not die, and we will not stop fighting.

Several years later, when Su Yanying recalled that scene again, tears still flowed unstoppably as before.

"If possible, I hope that the person who dies is me, not it, because we owe it too much," said Yan Yin, holding Su Yanying in his arms.

…………

With that arrow, Jiaolong shot with anger in order to save his life.

However, that arrow never hit Wanqing but went towards Su Yanying.

With the power of the flood dragon and Su Yanying's ability, Su Yanying cannot dodge this arrow, if it hits her, Su Yanying will definitely die.

At that moment, everyone was terrified.

At that moment, everyone felt Su Yanying's heart.

At that moment, everyone unconsciously had the next scene in their minds.

Even Su Yanying closed her eyes the moment the long arrow approached her.

She knew that she couldn't dodge the arrow and couldn't dodge it.

only……

"Fengshen,"

When Su Yanying was stunned by the blue light filling the sky in front of her eyes, Ye Qingchen's exclamation brought her back to her senses.

The blue light gradually disappeared, replaced by a corpse gradually falling downward.

The owner of the corpse was not a human being, but a strange beast, a strange beast full of spirituality.

It was Fengshen who blocked the arrow for Su Yanying.

Only Fengshen could come to Su Yanying and stop that arrow faster than Jiaolong's arrow.

Before Fengshen fell to the ground, Su Xin cast a spell in time to catch it.

That arrow directly penetrated Fengshen's head.

On its head, it was clearly visible that a blood hole was continuously gushing bright red blood.

"Fengshen,"

"Fengshen,"

……

With several exclamations, Ye Qingchen, Lin Qing'er, Fang Xue, Su Yanying, Wan Qing and Yan Yi all came to Fengshen's side.

"Moo..."

With a low cry, Fengshen's eyes that were once bright and shining with wisdom gradually dimmed.

The snow-white fur in front of the head has been stained red with blood, the blood red is so dazzling, so cold and ruthless.

"Fengshen, don't die!" With a crying voice, Su Xin hugged Fengshen's head in spite of the blood staining her clothes and shouted in pain, "Don't, don't leave us,"

"Fengshen," Yan Yi also said in a very low voice, "Hold on,"

The four of them, Su Yanying and Ye Qingchen, had already desperately sent the true energy in their bodies towards Fengshen, hoping to keep it, the friend who accompanied them the longest and most trusted.

Yes, in their hearts, Fengshen is no longer just a spirit beast, but a friend, the most sincere friend.

It's a pity that Fengshen, who has saved people's lives, can't save himself now.

Its vitality was lost rapidly, and after a few short breaths, Fengshen's eyes were completely closed.

it, died.

Fengshen, the descendant of Jiaolong and Qiulong, the dragon colt known as the sea holy beast, died.

"Fengshen,"

Feeling the complete absence of Fengshen's aura, everyone couldn't help but burst into mourning.

Never before has Ye Qingchen felt such pain in her heart, even if Yan Yin was taken away by Jiaolong, she firmly believed that he would definitely come back again.

There was never a moment when Su Yanying's tears flowed down like a stream, even when Su Jinghong and Mi Xin passed away, she gritted her teeth to hold back the grief in her heart.

Never before has Fang Xue bit her lips so tightly until she bleeds like this, even after Qing Yunfeng's death and Xiao Chenzi's death, she has never gritted her teeth like this at this moment and let the blood stain her teeth and tears fill her eyes.

There was never a moment when Lin Qing'er felt more grief than at this moment, tears had already flowed down her cheeks on her bright and pretty face.

"Fengshen... don't go." Seeing Fengshen's body gradually turning cold, Su Xin murmured in a distraught voice, "Fengshen, Xiner doesn't want you to go, Xiner doesn't let you go, Xiner still wants to play with you, Xiner still wants to ride Let you run around and fly around, Fengshen... Fengshen..."

In the end, Su Xin lay on Fengshen's body and burst into tears.

At this moment, she is like a child.

At this moment, she is still a child.

"Fengshen," whispered, Yan Yi clenched his fists and turned his head to look at Jiaolong who was standing still in the air.

Facing Yan Yin's angry and cold gaze, Jiao Long said in a deep voice, "This is what happens when you fight against me,"

"kill,"

With an angry shout, Yan Yi rushed out the blood like a river like a sea in his body without any scruples.

The cold killing intent was like a ruthless sharp sword, Yan Yi launched another attack on Jiaolong.

This time, he had no reservations.

"The ten directions are all destroyed,"

With a deep drink, Yan Yi punched suddenly.

The strong wind swept, and a terrifying punch swept across the entire sky, as if it was about to destroy everything between the heaven and the earth.

"Long Teng Wanli,"

Hearing Jiaolong's loud shout, a phantom of over a hundred feet of Jiaolong appeared behind him, that phantom of Jiaolong was hideous and terrifying, and under the control of Jiaolong, he charged fiercely towards the terrifying fist.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the collision between Jiaolong Xuying and fist strength immediately produced an extremely powerful aftermath.

Below, the unprotected Fenghua City was instantly destroyed by the terrifying destructive power of the aftermath.

In the city, tens of thousands of people have since become cold corpses in the ruins.

And those who are still alive are scrambling to escape from Fenghua City one after another.

It's okay to watch a movie, but it's not worth it if you take your own life.

Soon, Yanyi and Jiaolong fought fiercely with hundreds of moves.

The place where they fought also went all the way from Fenghua City to the north.

Yan Yi, who was fighting with anger, showed signs of suppressing Jiaolong after displaying all his strength without any scruples.

That doubling Changhong's blood energy, that fierce and domineering fist move all showed his strength.

Soon, Yanyi and Jiaolong in the fierce battle disappeared from everyone's eyes and headed north all the way.

Here, everyone is still immersed in the grief of the fall of Fengshen.

"Swish, swish,"

Three beams of light shot from the south, but it was Nangong Jian, Lin Changqing and Wang Zheng who arrived.

"What's going on, what's wrong with Fengshen," Lin Changqing asked in surprise when he saw Fengshen surrounded by everyone.

"father,"

Lin Qing'er, who was in tears like rain, threw herself into her father's arms and cried loudly, "Father, Fengshen is dead, Fengshen is dead,"

Needless to say, Lin Qing'er, Lin Changqing also saw it.

"It's Jiaolong," Nangong Jian gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Yeah..." Wan Qing on the side explained the matter briefly, and finally said, "Yan Yi has already fought Jiaolong, and he is heading north now,"

"Jiaolong," Wang Zheng clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, "He and the blood demon killed the ancestor of my Wang family. This blood feud is irreconcilable."

"Jiaolong, this bastard," Lin Changqing said with incomparable anger in his heart, "he actually killed Fengshen,"

Lin Zhangqing couldn't help but be so angry, you know, his life can be said to be saved by Fengshen.

When he was promoted to Martial Saint, Yan Yin was the one who traveled thousands of miles and went deep into the vast sea to find the remnant soul of the dragon. If Fengshen hadn't carried Yan Yin back at a gallop, he might have already become a lieutenant general under the sword. A wisp of dead soul.

Now that Fengshen died at the hands of Jiaolong, how could he not be angry.

"Brother Nangong, Brother Wang Zheng, let's go to help Yanyi," Lin Changqing said in a deep voice, looking at Fengshen's body, "Fengshen, Lin swears here today that the dragon will not die, and I will fight more than ever."

"I am also the same," Nangong Jian and Wang Zheng also said one after another.

The three of them looked at each other, and then jumped away one after another.

"I'll go as well,"

"I'll go as well,"

Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er also said, "If I don't kill Jiaolong, I won't let the hatred in my heart fall."

The two looked at each other, and then followed without hesitation.

Ye Qingchen looked at Su Yanying, only to see Su Yanying nodded to her, and the two also shot towards the north.

Holding the long sword, Wan Qing took a look at Su Xin who was still grieving and said, "Xin'er, you just stay here and wait for us to come back,"

After all, Wan Qing shot towards the north like a stream of light.

After everyone left, only Su Xin and the corpse of Fengshen in her arms were left in the field.

go with.

"Roar……"

I don't know how long it took, but when Su Xin felt that her tears were about to run dry, a dragon chant came from Fengshen's body.

Su Xin came back to his senses and saw a white dragon less than half a zhang rushing out of Fengshen's corpse.

With just one glance, Su Xin recognized what it was.

"Dragon Soul," without the slightest hesitation, Su Xin squeezed out a spell and blasted at the Dragon Soul.

As if knowing that he was in danger, the dragon soul uttered a dragon chant again, and then flew towards the north at high speed.

Seeing this, Su Xin would not let the dragon soul go away, because she knew that if the dragon soul returned to the Jiaolong's body, the Jiaolong would be even more unscrupulous.

But just when she got up and was about to leave, she suddenly found that Fengshen's body suddenly turned into countless white lights.

In her astonished gaze, those white lights sank into her body one after another.

At this moment, Su Xin's strength skyrocketed, from the first level of the Holy Spirit to the fourth level of the Holy Spirit without stopping.

The fifth level of Holy Spirit.

The sixth level of Holy Spirit.

It wasn't until the peak of the sixth-order Lingsheng that her strength stopped growing.

And behind her, a phantom appeared in great surprise.

It was the phantom of Fengshen, as if it had come to life, standing proudly behind Su Xin.

"Don't worry, Fengshen, I will definitely kill Jiaolong to avenge you and Uncle Yin," Su Xin opened her eyes, revealing a firmness she had never had before.

At this moment, she seemed to have really grown up.

Clenching her fists tightly, Su Xin stepped forward.

After a short while, she had already appeared thousands of miles north of Fenghua City.

That speed is not bad for Fengshen.