Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

I don't know how long it took, the magical light that wrapped Mu Hanyan and Brocang suddenly exploded, turned into thousands of light spots, and disappeared into the void.

The law of time and space also fails at the same time.

Mu Hanyan's hands hung weakly, just so weakly suspended in the void. Her body was cold and she could not feel the slightest vitality.

"Hanyan..." Ye Lantian and the others snorted at the same time, dragging their seriously injured body, and flying towards her desperately.

"Hahahaha... after all, you are not the former **** emperor or holy emperor. You don't have such a strong vitality. Therefore, the last person to die is still you!" At this moment, Po Cang suddenly stood up and made a hoarse voice. Laugh wildly.

The hearts of Ye Lantian and others were completely plunged into despair.

After seeing Mu Hanyan's sacrifice of life and death, the two of them dying of life at the same time, they can also guess what the law of death contained in this artifact is really about. Although it is said to die together, but the one with stronger vitality On one side, there is actually a chance of surviving, that is to say, Mu Hanyan still has a chance of life.

But at this time, it was Po Cang who was alive, which meant that Mu Hanyan had absolutely no possibility of being alive.

"Kill!" With full of anger and endless hatred, Ye Lantian and the others burned their essence and blood, burned their souls, and desperately killed towards Po Cang.

A series of sword lights, a series of magic arts, fell on Po Cang's body like a meteor shower.

"You can't kill me, and even the most powerful Divine Emperor and Saint Emperor of the Divine Martial Realm can't kill me. How can you kill me with you ants?" Po Cang smiled wildly.

Under the law of death, his vitality was almost on the verge of exhaustion, and his cultivation level also fell sharply, unable to withstand the violent attacks of Ye Lantian and others full of anger and hatred. His bones were broken and riddled with holes, but relying on that With the powerful system of the demon clan, and the power of the gods and demons constantly gathering, he never fell, and the wounds even recovered at an astonishing speed.

If this continues, Ye Lantian and others, who are constantly burning their souls, will only drag themselves to death. They know this, but if they don't, how can they vent their anger and hatred.

For Ye Lanyan, Fen Qianji, Huayue and others, when Mu Hanyan completely lost his life, their hearts died.

"Stop it, you really can't kill him, only Mu Hanyan can kill him." At this moment, a deep sigh came from behind.

Yi Xingtian held Zhan Yuan's hand, stepped into the void, and came to Mu Hanyan's eyes.

Only Mu Hanyan can kill him! Zhan Yuan's words sounded like a thunder in the minds of Ye Lanyan and others. Could it be that the cold smoke can be saved?

Everyone stopped at the same time, looking excitedly and looking forward to Zhan Yuan.

Zhan Yuan lowered his body, watching Mu Hanyan's cold and haggard face, slowly stretched out his finger, and pointed to his own heart. Blood spewed out, and a rune that was seven points similar to the rune on Po Cang's chest appeared on his chest.

"Zhan Yuan, you, what are you doing!" Po Cang's expression changed drastically.

Zhan Yuan didn't answer, but he swiftly made a decision, blood, constantly gushing from his chest, floating in the air, turning into a blood mist, but not dispersing for a long time, but constantly burning and constantly condensing.

His face, like Mu Hanyan and Po Cang before, is rapidly aging, but his eyes are so indifferent and calm.