Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 1227 The Last Soul
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Hei Yao was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw the ice lotus standing proudly in the snow and ice in the distance.

The ice lotus bloomed dazzlingly, the center of the flower was a piece of ice blue tooth marks, and around it, the ice and snow melted, revealing the blue stone, but with dark red blood.

Seeing this scene, Obsidian's sea-blue pupils glowed with a cold light.

Such eyes revealed his inner struggle at the moment. The ice lotus should be the embodiment of purity on the top of the snow mountain, but the one in front of him was obviously bloodthirsty for a living.

The blooming of the ice lotus will attract many monsters to devour it, and the rock below this plant is dark red in color, obviously many monsters have died below it.

The snow that flew up one after another blocked the sight of the two of them.

Seeing that Hei Yao hadn't left yet, Helan Yunlian said hoarsely, "As long as you get the last soul, you can go to the Six Realms. What are you waiting for?"

Hei Yao clenched his fists, and after a while he let out a soft breath, "Yun Lian, clearing the teardrops is useless. Are you sure you still want to get the last touch of soul? If you get it, and there is no spiritual object to eliminate hostility, then... "

"I understand what you mean," Helan Yunlian interrupted him, "When we get to the Six Realms, I will find a way, and you don't have to worry about that."

Hearing the determination in Helan Yunlian's words, Hei Yao didn't hesitate any longer, nodded, and walked towards the ice lotus with Helan Yunlian on his back.

The closer he got to the ice lotus, the more uneasy Hei Yao felt in his heart.

"My lord..." Seeing that he was about to reach Binglian, Hei Yao stopped in his tracks and said hesitantly, "I understand how you feel at the moment, but do you really have to save her... After all these years, her soul has been split from her own body. After going through all kinds of hardships, I am afraid that my mood has already changed."

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, almost icing Helan Yunlian. He pursed his lips, looked at the raging wind and snow with a pair of eyes, and said firmly: "She is her, no matter how you change it, you can't change it. She is The fact of my benefactor."

Obsidian gave a bleak smile at the corner of his mouth, and took the last two steps.

Approaching Binglian, Helan Yunlian slid down from Hei Yao's back, and separated the soul from Binglian with the remaining strength.

The pure white demon spirit bead, after absorbing the last touch of soul, emitted a bright light.

The original red dot also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Helan Yunlian's tired face instantly burst into a gratified smile.

"Black Yao, you can freely come and go to the Six Realms and the Nightmare Continent. After I leave this time, you can go home too..."

Hei Yao raised his eyes, glanced at the Yao Lingzhu, and then nodded slowly.

Home, he doesn't know that he hasn't gone back for hundreds of years, and even now, he still has no thought of going back.

"I see, you should also be more careful." After Hei Yao finished speaking, it turned into a cloud of water mist and disappeared into the muddy place.

Seeing him leave, Helan Yunlian held the Yaoling Orb in her hand, and saw a beautiful face suddenly appear on it.

In an instant, Helan Yunlian seemed to hear the benefactor's long-lost call. He held the Yao Lingzhu tightly, and his lungs felt hot, as if they were on fire.

Every breath brought a tingling pain, and everything in front of him became more blurred.

Pieces of swirling snowflakes seemed to have become living creatures, spreading their wings and flying in the air, forming countless illusions.

Helan Yunlian's body crashed to the ground, her bruised body was buried by the wind and snow in an instant.

(End of this chapter)