Modern Cultivation Master

Chapter 235 The World Is So Beautiful
At this extremely urgent moment, Wuwu suddenly raised his hand and transferred his cultivation into Wei Ling's body.

"Senior!" Wei Ling was puzzled.

"Miss Wei, only you have the power of gentleness here. We have gathered all our cultivation bases on you alone, so we should be able to withstand this blow."

"This"

"Hurry up, there is not much time, everyone will work together to help Miss Wei."

Hearing this, everyone nodded, and then stretched out their hands to pass all their power to Wei Ling without hesitation.

Wei Ling rose slowly, glanced at the people below who were still teaching the exercises, his face sank, and then he looked at the black cloud in the sky.

At this moment, she was pinning everyone's expectations, and she absolutely couldn't have any more hesitation.

With the seal of both hands, a colorful lotus was transformed into the void. Through his own body, he channeled all the strength of Wu Wu and Yuqing and others into this colorful lotus.

In the blink of an eye, the originally dim Zixia Mountain was shrouded in a dazzling light.

"Only they want to block Pojun, it's just a dream."

Mozun smiled disdainfully, and continued to watch the battle leisurely from the sidelines.

There was a roar, and then ten thousand thunderbolts fell, all hitting the colorful lotus, and the huge shock wave shocked everyone.

At this moment, the smile on Mozun's face finally restrained.

"interesting."

With a cold snort, Mozun jumped up and came into the black cloud.In an instant, the black wind dissipated, and the black dragon turned into Po Jun again, standing beside Mozun.

"Kill her!"

After Mozun gave an order, Po Jun's eyes fixed on Wei Ling.

Although he withstood Po Jun's attack, at this moment, Wei Ling's face was pale, with a few streaks of blood hanging from the corner of his lips, his figure was wobbly, showing signs of falling at any moment.

"Ling'er" Nangong Yuyan fell to the ground and cried out weakly.

Wu Wu and the others were also sitting cross-legged together. At this moment, their dantians were exhausted, and they were no different from a cripple.

Wei Ling didn't give up, she continued to maintain this lotus, but her body's weakness had appeared, and the light of the lotus gradually weakened.

At this time, Po Jun had disappeared beside Mo Jun.

At the moment when Wei Ling was in a trance, a giant hand appeared above the lotus out of thin air, dark clouds gathered, and a strange face formed in the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

The moment the face disappeared, there was a loud noise, and the light waves scattered.

Under the impact of these light waves, Wei Ling also lost his balance all of a sudden, and fell straight down while waving his hands.

Thirty feet.

27 feet.

23 feet.

ten feet.

Just when Wei Ling was only ten feet away from the ground, a figure suddenly appeared beside Wei Ling, with an evil smile, and kicked into the air.

"what"

Wei Ling's expression was painful, but his pale face turned bright red at this moment because of a mouthful of blood spurting out.

The body flew towards the sky uncontrollably. At this moment, in Wei Ling's world, the surroundings became extremely quiet, so quiet that she could hear the sound of Yun'er 'swimming'.

The world is so beautiful!

Flying very high, a ray of light struck, opened his weak eyes, and in the hazy world thousands of miles high, Wei Ling felt the magnificent scene of the setting sun reflecting red and the clouds rolling and relaxing before his eyes.

It seems that it has reached the highest point it can reach, and the body begins to sink, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

This is the sound of the wind.

Hearing the swishing sound in his ears, Wei Ling closed the last ray of eyes.

At this last moment, she saw a sword coming towards her.

Feeling the sunlight piercing through the clouds, Wei Ling smiled sweetly, waiting for death to come.

A sword cut through his right shoulder, and a palm swung towards his chest.

Immediately, blood surged out, instantly staining Wei Ling's clothes red.

"Ling'er."

On the ruins, Nangong Yuyan supported her tired body, knelt on the ground with her hands on the ground, tears came out, and she cried out to the sky as if her heart was piercing.

Between the landing, the smoke and dust were dyed, startling a gap.

"puff"

Wei Ling's back was hit violently, and another mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily. This time, even her loose hair was soaked in the blood.

"Ling'er, don't"

"Ling'er, don't, I don't want you to die."

"Don't die, don't die."

Nangong Yuyan climbed step by step from the ruins to Wei Ling, who was more than 20 meters away from her, shedding tears as she climbed.

She couldn't feel the pain, and Nangong Yuyanjiao Bai's skin was already scratched by the rocks and walls.

Seeing Nangong Yuyan's heartache, Huangfu Muxuan couldn't bear it but was helpless.

It was not only them and Wu Wu who were hurting even more, Qilong, who had suffered a lot of injuries and couldn't move, also shed tears in its big eye sockets. Wei Ling trembled from vomiting blood.

"I can't tell, but at this moment, there is still deep affection, and a touching scene was staged." After clapping his hands and sighing again, the Demon Lord above the sky shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity."

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Po Jun turned his head and asked respectfully.

"Since this old fellow is unwilling to come out, let's kill them all. Now that the Ghost Palace is still blocking the Buddhist gate, take advantage of this opportunity and make a big effort to capture Wanfo Mountain."

"Yes!"

"Kill these two first, the deity is upset." Mozun added.

Standing at an altitude of 700 meters, Po Jun nodded, and stood with his hands behind his back. With a single thought, a dazzling sword glow formed in front of him, and a terrifying pressure emanated from the sword glow.

Nangong Yuyan staggered to Wei Ling's side, held her hand, and smiled tearfully at Wei Ling who was having difficulty breathing.

"Ling'er, it's hard to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, and now you will die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

Seemingly hearing Nangong Yuyan's words, the dying Wei Ling opened her eyes a little bit, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

After the word 'off', the sword glow fell.

Immediately, the bundle of sword glows split apart, forming more than 20 sword glows of the same size. The sword glows contained a destructive aura, and they all flew towards Wei Ling and Nangong Yuyan.

Closed eyes, no one in the ruins was willing to watch this sad scene with their own eyes.

At the moment when those sword lights fell, a sound of piercing the sky suddenly came from the distant sky, the sound was getting closer and closer, and the sound of friction with the air seemed to be getting louder and louder.

The moment the sword light was about to touch Nangong Yuyan and Wei Ling, a blue mask suddenly appeared around their bodies, protecting them.However, under the power of the sword light, the mask only persisted for two seconds before it shattered.

(End of this chapter)