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Yuanqing crane is dead.

He had no resentment. Even if his face was full of blood when he died, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

With calm, with a faint smile, it fell from the sky, and the body fell and disappeared.

From the beginning to the end, Ji Jianxian didn't look at the body of Yuanqing crane, as if in his eyes, Yuanqing crane was just a tool. When he ran out, he could throw it away.

Seeing this scene, huoyunzi was already cold in his heart.

He is not afraid of how powerful the enemy is. He is afraid of the enemy's indifference and ruthlessness!

Now the trace sword Xianjun made him feel terrible.

"When!"

The fifth bell rang, and the fire cloud spit out blood again. There are more and more cracks in his body. He can no longer support it, and the spirit will collapse!

"Stop!"

"Tell me what you need! I will try my best to satisfy you! "

"Xiuzhen alliance can return to Xianting from now on!"

"In the future, I will be the slave of Xianting!"

"Please spare my life!"

Huoyunzi was finally afraid.

He could no longer bear the pain and fear.

The pain before death is too terrible.

Huoyunzi feels like he's going to collapse!

If it goes on like this, even if the soul inducing clock doesn't kill him, he will have to scare himself to death.

This is the mentality of huoyunzi now!

Once the supreme leader of the cultivation alliance and the first person in the fairy world, now he shows this appearance, as miserable as a dog, just hoping to have a way to live.

This, perhaps, is human.

The longer one lives, the more afraid he is of death.

Huoyunzi has lived for tens of thousands of years. He desperately wants to become stronger and cultivate. Doesn't he just want to die?

Now facing death, huoyunzi can't hold on at last.

As long as you can live, what is mere dignity?

So he begged for mercy without hesitation.

However, Ji Jian Xianjun was not soft hearted. He said faintly, "at the beginning, aren't you a dog in Xianting?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I am a dog of Xianting!"

"Please accept me as a dog again!"

"I must be loyal!"

Huoyunzi knelt down directly to Jijian Xianjun and kept kowtowing.

The Immortal King of trace sword said faintly, "but isn't it natural for the master to kill the dog?"

"When!"

Then the sixth bell rang.

The spirit of the fire cloud suddenly trembled and split more.

His seven orifices shed blood, and his heart was more afraid of death.

The fire cloud son trembled and said, "but when a dog still works, you don't have to die!"

"Xian Jun! Spare me one! "

"I know you really want to be the Lord of Xianting!"

"I will hold you as the Lord of Xianting!"

"If anyone in the world dares not to agree, I will kill anyone!"

"Just beg for my life!"

The cloud of fire shouted in fear.

Jijian Xianjun didn't answer him, but said to himself, "this war is a fateful war for everyone."

"Yuan Qinghe is destined to pay the price of his life for this battle. When he approaches you and becomes your disciple, he is doomed to die."

"Chu Jingfeng, as the reincarnation of the little emperor of Xianting, has amazing talent. From the moment he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, his destiny has been doomed. He is destined to become the fuse of this war. It is also doomed to sacrifice for the rise of Xianting! "

"Old man Tianji, he was a dying man. He defected from the immortal court and returned to the immortal cultivation world. He lived for so many years. It can be regarded as paying off his fate owed for so many years."

"And you, huoyunzi, you were a dog tens of thousands of years ago!"

"The seller seeks glory, and now he is still a dog, and a dog to be slaughtered."

Then the seventh bell rang.

Huoyunzi's body collapsed directly, leaving only the yuan God!

The seventh bell rings, which means that there are still two bells!

After two bells, the shape and spirit of the fire cloud will disappear!

Death is getting closer and closer to him.

Huoyunzi's heart has been filled with the fear of death, and his yuan God looked at Ji Jian Xianjun in horror.

"If you want me to die! Then I can only die with you! "

The fire cloud roared angrily, and a terrible breath burst out of his body.

His original spirit expanded directly!

Obviously, he can't bear the fear of death.

And he also knew that even if he begged for mercy, the Immortal King of Ji Jian couldn't spare him!

So, instead of this, it's better to fight!

Even if it's self explosion, even if it's death, you have to pay some price to Jijian Xianjun!

Ji Jian Xianjun looked at huoyunzi faintly. He was not afraid of the self explosion of huoyunzi.

Because, in front of him, it is impossible for huoyunzi to explode successfully.

The Immortal King of trace sword shook the soul inducing clock in his hand easily.

When.

The eighth bell rang.

The fire cloud vomited blood again, and the breath just condensed disappeared in an instant!

His idea of self explosion was directly extinguished!

Obviously, with the soul clock, he can't explode successfully.

The Immortal King of trace sword had expected this for a long time.

"Why!"

The fire cloud son cried out sadly, and it was difficult to control his trembling yuan God.

And the last bell!

"When!"

The last bell finally rang.

Huoyunzi opened his eyes, and the Yuanshen appeared cracks. Finally, unwilling, his Yuanshen fell apart and finally died in front of Jijian Xianjun!

The first person in the fairy world died like this.

Xiuzhen alliance will collapse!

Boom!

With an earth shaking bang, the terrible fairy Yuan Dynasty erupted wildly around.

The whole eternal night city is full of fairy yuan.

All these immortal yuan are from huoyunzi.

His Xianyuan alone is enough to raise the Xianyuan richness of the whole Yongye city to a higher level!

It can be seen how terrible the cultivation of huoyunzi is.

It's the highest level of immortal cultivation!

The Immortal King of trace sword loosened his hand, and the soul inducing clock fell from the sky and disappeared.

"How dare you!"

"How dare you kill my servant!"

"It seems that I failed to kill you back then!"

At this time, a cold old voice sounded from all directions.

Then an old figure appeared in front of Ji Jian Xian Jun, staring at Ji Jian Xian Jun coldly.

"Poof ~"

I don't see what attack means the old man used, but Ji Jianxian Jun directly spewed blood and suffered more serious injuries!

The Immortal King of trace sword looked surprised.

He thought that the old man was strong, but he never thought that he was so terrible!

In a word, he was seriously injured!

This is definitely not the same level of power.

The other party is likely to be a terrorist existence in the period of ten thousand robberies!

Doomsday!

Once we get through all kinds of disasters, that is the existence of immortality!

No force can kill it!

This old man is probably such a person!