At that moment, a pillar of light soared into the sky, holding aura of sorrow, anger and resentment, stood on the Blood Moon Wasteland, releasing a special signal.

Shen Xiu Lingzun said disdainfully: "I thought of sending the message at this time. Don't you think it's too late? This is the Blood Moon Wasteland, and this kind of information cannot be conveyed."

Wan Fang kept silent and rushed to the scene, trying his best to break through the defense line of Shen Xiu Lingzun and rushed over to rescue Cheng Lingyu, not wanting him to die in this place.

On the island, the people watching the battle looked at Leng Xiulingzun and felt that Cheng Lingyu was about to die. Although he had a picture protection, he could only hold on for a while and could not keep it.

Leng Xiu Lingzun had already figured out the situation of the picture scroll. This holy weapon had a very strong defense, but without reviving, it still could not resist the bombardment of the third level of Lingwu masters.

Cheng Lingyu's body is strong, like a Vajra, but unfortunately the disparity between him and the Spirit Lord is too great. In addition, Leng Xiu's Spirit Lord has been continuously bombarded and killed, so he does not give Cheng Lingyu any chance to breathe. The continuous aggravation of injuries forced him into a desperate situation.

A faint sadness emerged in Hu Yuer's heart. She kept thinking of ways, hoping to change the situation here, but unfortunately the situation was like this, and there was no way to imagine.

"Go to die!"

Leng Xiuling Zun's voice was biting cold and penetrated the sky. After continuous bombardment, it was necessary to completely cut off all this and end it all.

A rotating light blade flew out from Leng Xiuling Zun's hand. Wherever he went, time and space collapsed, the void exploded, and slashed towards Cheng Lingyu with a terrifying divine power. Even with the defense of the scroll, it would probably blow Cheng Lingyu's body into pieces.

Feixue roared and roared, Hu Yuer screamed in grief and anger, and Wan Fang roared angrily: "If you dare to kill my junior brother, I will destroy you!"

The roar of the sky torn apart, but it could not stop Leng Xiuling Zun's idea.

"it's over."

On the island, the masters of the Nine Yang Holy Palace, the Tianlei Holy Sect, the Tianhuo Sect, and the Shanhe Alliance had the same idea in their minds. Cheng Lingyu was dead in this blow.

Feixue's roar, Wanfang's roar, and Hu Yu'er's womb were intertwined, turning into a sad song, echoing above the blood lake.

In the air, three Blood River True Lords and three monsters were still fighting with the nine spirit masters. They didn't care about the life and death of a small human being, but when Leng Xiu Lingzun's killing attack approached Cheng Lingyu, they felt a little strange.

At that moment, Cheng Lingyu's death became inevitable, and even Wan Fang felt despair, as if crazy.

Leng Xiuling Zun's face showed a sneer, and a look of slashing and slashing quickly appeared on his face.

When death came, Cheng Lingyu, who was seriously injured, suddenly opened his eyes and a faint sadness appeared on his face.

In the hazy, a familiar figure stood in the distance, waving at him and smiling at him.

"Ruoxue..."

The dreamy figure was in the distance, and Cheng Lingyu's mouth showed a smile of nostalgia. He reached out to grab Ruoxue, but she suddenly drifted away.

"Don't leave, Ruoxue..."

Cheng Lingyu fell into memories. In this last moment before his death, he forgot hatred and everything, leaving only the persistence and unforgettableness of first love.

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were soft and full of affection. In this last time of his life, he left his laughter in this place.

A dreamlike phantom penetrated time, and appeared next to Cheng Lingyu a second before the arrival of the god of death, just touching his affectionate gaze.

A sigh echoed in the void. The next moment, Leng Xiu Lingzun's attack fell, and the time and space of Cheng Lingyu's area where Cheng Lingyu was located were boiling. The spreading light waves drown the truth, and everyone thought that Cheng Lingyu was dead.

"Junior brother!"

Wan Fang howled, his eyes were filled with tears, and he was extremely sad.

Feixue roared angrily, Hu Yu'er burst into tears, and everyone was sad about Cheng Lingyu's death.

Leng Xiu Lingzun looked at the explosion scene and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

"He was dead after all."

Dongfanghong talked to himself, his mood was a bit complicated.

The Qingyi Tianlong snorted: "It would be strange if he doesn't die."

Xiao San said, "Where is the picture scroll?"

This reminds everyone that the scroll is a holy weapon. Once Cheng Lingyu dies, will he become a masterless thing?

Leng Xiulingzun waved his left hand and the smoke in the center of the explosion automatically dissipated. The situation there surprised everyone.

A slim figure faced Cheng Lingyu with his back to everyone, and the scroll still flashed with a faint golden light, releasing mysterious power.

"Who?"

Leng Xiuling Zun looked at the slim figure and his face looked a little ugly. He never killed Cheng Lingyu after such great effort. This was definitely an unknown sign.

Feixue looked at the figure and blurted out: "Qiuyu! You...you...you are really here in time."

Wan Fang woke up from despair. Seeing Qiuyu coming, Cheng Lingyu was still angry, and his decadent mood swept away, and he excitedly said: "Okay, it's coming so well, take him away."

Hu Yu'er smiled, but Hua Yuehong's face looked extremely ugly.

I thought Cheng Lingyu was dead, but who thought Qiuyu would appear at the last moment.

Looking away, Qiuyu looked at the fight at the scene, and her eyes fell on Leng Xiulingzun.

"You want to kill him?"

Leng Xiuling Zun sneered: "I not only want to kill him, but I also want to kill you all."

Qiuyu looked expressionless, glanced at the master watching the battle on the island, and her eyes returned to Leng Xiuling Zun.

"Since that's the case, then start."

The autumn rain stepped out, and the spiritual light shone under her feet, and spiritual patterns turned into demon gods, surrounding her, worshiping her.

The nearby void began to collapse, time and space began to ripple, and lightning dragons appeared in the distorted gaps in the space, like a demon roaring.

Above the blood lake, the sky cries and the earth howls, the entire time and space are centered on autumn rain, and the laws of space are automatically transformed.

Leng Xiuling Zun's heart was shocked, and a pair of wings hanging from the sky appeared behind him. When he waved, time and space collapsed, mountains and rivers collapsed, and it was unparalleled.

Qiuyu ignored it and walked calmly towards Leng Xiu Lingzun. Every step fell caused a space shock, and the divine light of the Great Way was blooming.

It was a strange phenomenon, and all the spiritual masters present changed their color in shock and showed unbelievable eyes.

An extremely dangerous panic emerged in Leng Xiuling Zun's heart. It was a spiritual sign that he had never seen in his life, telling some unknown story.

In order to break this threat, Leng Xiuling Zun roared to the sky, and the wings of the hanging sky behind him suddenly waved. He was like a wisp of smoke, and instantly appeared behind Qiuyu and slashed at her neck with a palm.

The autumn rain was calm and calm, as if it didn't see it, and was still moving forward. He pointed his right jade finger and hit the void casually, and the fingertips burst into black and white light.

At that moment, the entire time and space were boiling and exploding. Any creature and any power in this area, as long as it comes into contact with the changes in space, will be instantly detonated.

Leng Xiulingzun's handsome face showed incredible madness and said sternly: "Impossible, this is definitely not true!"

With a bang, the wings of the sky behind Leng Xiuling Zun broke. The force of time and space squeezed was like a tsunami, instantly wrapping his body and directly shattered his limbs.

The deafening roar and a harsh scream made everyone stunned.

Qiu Yu's casual slightest trick made a spiritual master at the third level of spiritual martial arts and was killed.

Shen Xiu Lingzun was shocked and angry, and roared: "Who are you?"

Qiuyu Tanya said: "I am from the Nether Demon Ridge."

Turning around gracefully, Qiuyu walked towards Leng Xiulingzun. It seemed that the lotus steps were moving lightly, but in fact it shrank into an inch. No matter how Leng Xiulingzun dodged, he could not avoid it.

"What do you want?"

Gladiated at Qiuyu, Leng Xiuling Zun shouted wildly.

"Kill you."

Qiuyu's voice is very calm, but the two short words are unquestionable.

"You...you...don't force me into a hurry."

Leng Xiuling Zun was so fierce that he was bluffing. Who would have thought Qiuyu ignored him at all, and pointed his right hand forward again and hit the void.

With that blow, space collapses, time breaks, and time collapses.

That finger is invincible, invincible and unstoppable.

Leng Xiu Lingzun roared and roared, full of despair, and was also afraid of death, and regretted it very much.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have chased Cheng Lingyu. It's too late now.

Qiuyu's attack was terrible and had nowhere to escape. The entire world was attacked by her. In the battle state, the enemy had no way out.

With a crisp sound, the soul burned, Leng Xiuling's body turned into powder, and the soul was directly detonated, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

With just two moves, Qiuyu killed a master at the third level of Lingwu. This was simply too powerful.

Not only Wan Fang and Feixue were shocked, but even the other masters present were shocked.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liang Wei turned around and ran away. Who would have thought that a hazy phantom blocked him?

"Get out."

Liang Wei shouted, panicked, and was determined to escape.

The phantom was from virtual to solid, with a slender jade finger flying into the air, and the three-dimensional space was like a piece of solid ice, which suddenly cracked and shattered.

Liang Wei shouted, and a bright light emerged from his body. He tried to fight against Qiu Yu's attack, but was directly shocked. His body kept cracking open during the retreat and eventually exploded.

"I've fought with you."

Liang Wei's soul is still there, turning into an arrow of light, burning the flames of his soul.

This was Liang Wei's strongest attack, which instantly penetrated time and appeared in front of Qiuyu, reaching her eyebrows.

Qiu Yu's eyes were indifferent, and her two fingers gently clamped the light arrow, shattering it with a bang.

There were still two moves, and Liang Wei of Shenwu Sect also died at Qiuyu's hands.

Turning around calmly, Qiuyu walked towards Shen Xiuling Zun. At this moment, Wan Fang and Feixue were joining forces to entangle him, and it was impossible for him to leave.

Shen Xiu Lingzun roared and tried his best to get rid of the entanglement and fled at a rapid speed, but unfortunately he couldn't get rid of it.
Chapter completed!