The price for Long Jingtian to do all this for Xue Zihan was that his strength was greatly damaged and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

Otherwise, even if he was ambushed by Niu Tongtian, how could he transform into his body and cause great injuries to destroy these clowns in order to eliminate these jumping clowns?

He would not fall to such a tragic level of fighting with this humble human race.

However, in Long Jingtian's opinion, these are nothing.

The real key is that he divided the demon core spirit, and Shun Ruo was connected with Xue Zihan's life and had mutual induction.

This is also the key to Xue Zihan's refusal to leave the demon realm with Xu Yi, because with this kind of induction existence that cannot be escaped, she will never be able to get rid of Long Jingtian.

It is precisely because of this kind of induction that she firmly said that Long Jingtian had never died under Niu Tongtian's ambush, and could also detect that Long Jingtian had come to Jingfa Hall in time.

Long Jingtian could never have imagined that there would be such a person in the world that could make Xue Zihan give up his life for him.

Xue Zihan, the scattered spirit, began to fade, his body died, and the demon core spirit hidden in the Demon Yuan Palace was immediately destroyed.

This strand of demon core essence is the essence of the demon core in Long Jingtian's body, and it cannot be missed at all.

As soon as the demon core spirit in Xue Zihan's body died, his demon core immediately lost its spirituality and began the process of death.

Despair turned into sadness, and sadness quickly turned into endless panic.

However, Long Jingtian was not afraid of his death, but his lifelong achievements and the path of Miaomiao were cut off. He suddenly realized that he and Xuexian were human beings, and even if he died, he would be in darkness forever. He was probably in two worlds.

Gradually, Long Jingtian's consciousness was surrounded by endless fear, and gradually fell into eternal darkness.

Until his death, he never regretted being distributing the demon core spirit to Xue Zihan.

Until his death, he never blamed her.

Seeing Xue Zihan's soul gradually returning to nothingness, Xu Yi's eyes were completely dull, and his body seemed to be completely hollowed out. There was a big net that bound his soul tightly and could not escape from the spiritual platform.

Xu Yi closed his eyes and was waiting for something quietly. Even his mind could not resist the successive changes in a short period of time.

The huge sorrow is like a surging tide, flooding the sky.

His demon body almost stopped restoring, the lower part had recovered his human body, but there was no sign of recovery in the upper part.

The breath of life was almost flowing clean. He took out the mutton fat jade bottle from mustard seeds with his thoughts, but his spiritual thoughts could not activate the bottle body.

His body was almost dead and his soul was extremely weak.

It seems that Xu Yi is also waiting for the arrival of permanent darkness.

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The pale sun shone on the face of a young man with unshaven bearded through the flowers washed by the rain, making the face of the grinning and shouting sound appear more and more ferocious.

The owner of the face was almost squatting on the e-sports chair in the Internet cafe, and his scarlet eyes almost crawled into the wide LCD screen in front of him.

The Internet cafe with hundreds of computers arranged in an orderly manner is the most fierce and the biggest.

"Grass, Old Yinbi, kill that Voldemort... I don't rob it, it's all my own, Grass... I'll beat myself up when I get cruel, I'll kill you, fuck..."

My hairy hair was not taken care of for a long time, and the wind swayed as my head kept shaking.

When the wall clock pointed at eleven o'clock, the young man slapped the keyboard and let out a huge sigh, making everyone feel his loss, "The grass is almost a little bit, a little bit, and I'll eat the chicken..."

"Hehe, when my keyboard is made of iron or free, you said you have been with me for almost a year, but I have a dime to give it to me. If you dare to slander things, I will see if I won't lift you out..."

After the fair young woman with a plump body in Sanjuro finished speaking, she smashed a bucket of soaked pickled pepper beef noodles in front of the young man.

At this moment, a mess broke out in the northwest corner of the Internet cafe. First, the two of them cursed each other, and then seven or eight people confronted each other, each carrying keyboards and e-sports chairs. Obviously, a big battle would start at any time.

"Grass!"

The young man snorted, the boss's wife glanced straight, and he rushed out.

"Brother Chen, don't get me wrong. It was these kids from the West District who stabbed them first."

"Ah, Brother Chen, I am Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu, we are from the same team, ah..."

“Ahhh…”

The methods for young people to solve problems are short and rough, but extremely efficient.

In a moment, seven or eight people all walked towards the gate with their swollen faces, passing by the boss's bar counter, where seven or eight old heads were added.

The proprietress smiled, grabbed a handful of ham sausage, and threw it at the young man.

The ham sausage flew in the air, but was accurately copied by the young man.

"Together, together, oh, oh..."

In an instant, there were cheers and whistles sounded in the Internet cafe.

The young man turned a blind eye and tore open the cover of the ham sausage, stuffed it into the soaked noodle soup, picked up the foam noodles, and was about to enter the mouth.

Suddenly, my eyes turned dark and the entire Internet cafe suddenly collapsed. Outside the window was flooded with floods, and then there were clouds.

"My grass, this kid is going to finish playing. Now, I'm going to kill me..."

The young man cursed at the sky and turned into a golden bird, but had three legs, a crow, whose wings spread and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the scene changed to Jingfa Hall. In front of Xu Yi, who was almost a half-demon and half-human image, was wearing a monk's robe, and appeared in front of him.

"What the hell is going on? I'm doing so miserable. I've passed on your Nine Transformations to the Holy Art. You've still become such a miserable person. Weak chicken, we're really weak chicken......"

Bao Xiang was solemnly spraying the trendy words of a water sprayed in Chen's mouth, and the overall image was extremely inconsistent.

It turns out that this Chen is certainly not Xu Yi’s mentor, but the memory of an extremely ancient powerful man who guarded the Demon Jade Bi that Xu Yi encountered in the Demon Jade Bi in the Ultimate Heavenly Temple.

Memory produces spiritual wisdom and becomes the guardian of the demon jade bi for a bet.

The wall guards are best at reading people's memories, and they also rely specifically on reading the memories of the intruders to relieve the long-lasting loneliness.

When the wall guard encountered Xu Yi, he read his memory and turned into a dust-like image and communicated with Xu Yi.

After a chance, Le Chen took a fancy to Xu Yi's long memory. In his opinion, it was simply a living world.

For his lonely years, Xu Yi's long river of memory is the real world he yearns for the most.
Chapter completed!