
BY THE TIME Li Chang Su fell into the soul-sucking hole, Mu Xianzhai had already called out to him repeatedly. The man's hair turned silvery-white, his skin was somewhat pale white and his golden irises exuded a majestic chill.
"Xian Xian!" Li Chang Su shouted out raucously.
In the end the girl still did not want to part from him. Although he reached out to Mu Xianzhai who was running fast, it was impossible to reach his body.
Li Chang Su's mind instantly became chaotic as it fell into a hole that was like it was going to suck his soul to the brink.
He closed his eyes, only yielding to fate. However before Li Chang Su lost consciousness and his soul was slowly pulled out, Jin Long had used a secret technique to protect the girl's soul.
Originally, Jin Long could use a secret technique to protect his own soul. But he could not make Mu Xianzhai grieve and grudge him because of the bloody fight that resulted in the loss of his wife. So Jin Long could only sacrifice those secret techniques to protect the girl.
Before Jin Long who was still twisting Zi Long's body used a secret technique, a tall, silvery-white-haired figure directly hugged Li Chang Su's body which was progressively falling at an unfathomable speed.
The man's silver mask finally broke and shattered from the pressure of the soul-sucking aura.
Jin Long widened his eyes. "You ... You even dare! I can protect your wife's soul to stay safe. But you're here, aren't you afraid of dying?!" He was half angry. The rest was an unexpected surprise.
Mu Xianzhai who now had an angry expression that looked cold and terrible even gritted his teeth.
"I would rather die with him than have to let him sacrifice for an ugly dragon like you! Save the last strength for yourself!" snarl.
"You—" Jin Long is helpless. "What a sacrifice-free owner. If I survive this place ... I swear to the heavens, the Bingshui State will be protected until the end" he said.
Jin Long continued to push Zi Long down with his remaining spiritual aura. Zi Long roared. The purple lightning that was on his body had long since disappeared.
The purple dragon hated Jin Long so much right now. A very big hatred.
"Jin Long! You can't make me like this! You can't do it on your own! We are both immortal dragons! We will rule the world. Quickly let go of me!" The purple dragon roar was extremely panicked.
"No! We're gonna be ruined together." Jin Long was determined.
"No way! None of this could have happened to me ....!"
The voices of Zi Long and Jin Long were getting further and further away. Both of them had fallen even faster to the point of being almost invisible in Mu Xianzhai's eyes which was starting to become indistinct at this moment. He already felt that his soul and body were starting to part.
But he could not let go of his embrace from Li Chang Su.
Li Chang Su was half conscious and unconscious. He felt a very familiar close embrace but his vision had long since blurred.
"Xian Xian ...," he murmured.
Maybe this was just an illusion because he was not willing to part from her.
The green jade necklace that was on his neck suddenly shone bright green. So dazzling. Shortly after, a white shadow forming the human body was seen next to the two who were already unconscious.
A child of about seven years old is beginning to form. The expensive old-fashioned royals clothes as well as the short blonde hair looked soft. The boy had a pair of tanned eyes, very adorable.
He was the soul of the green jade necklace artifact weapon that had just formed in the world.
"Huh! Stupid human! Why are you so stupid and why should I have such a foolish master?!" He looked at Li Chang Su. She was the girl wearing the necklace and the man ... He remembered it was the man who bought the necklace from the auction.
"Because you made my soul form, then I will save you this time ... Think of it as paying off debt," he added again, this time more sincere.
The soul artifact weapon of the green jade necklace made patterns in both of his small hands. Then a green light enveloped them, protecting his soul from the attack of the soul-sucking hole aura.
Dark hands appeared on each wall of the soul-sucking hole— was eager to draw Li Chang Su's and Mu Xianzhai's souls into the spiritual wall around the two. Because the power of the spiritual wall was so great, those dark, terrifying-looking hands finally shattered.
There was a terrible scream like a demon, making anyone goosebumps and have nightmares. But to the soul of the green jade necklace, that voice was nothing.
"Humph, weak!" the boy looked arrogant.
On the first peak of the god mountain range, Wen Lao stood listless. His body was a little exhausted and there was a deep feeling of guilt. He got a report that Mu Xianzhai had broken into a soul-sucking hole, following his sacrificial wife.
Bell and Orange are also sad. Both of them had no interest in opening their voices and eventually left alone.
Wen Lao saw the red light at the peak of the three shattered god mountains begin to dim and disappear. He knew that the soul-sucking hole had been closed and the sealing totem circle would have disappeared.
"I hope that God blesses their destiny ...," he muttered instantly condense a long breath.
Since Zi Long's sealing totem circle had disappeared, Jin Long's sealing totem circle was also lost.
On the other hand, a Flare appeared a lava pool. He was shocked when he saw Jin Long's sealing totem circle disappear as if it had never existed.
"No way! There's no way the dragon was—" Breath Flare slightly stagnated. Then what about Li Chang Su and Mu Xianzhai?
There was only one reason why the sealing totem circle could disappear, Jin Long must not exist in this world or.
Flare looked up at the sky.
The snowstorm had suddenly subsided and the dark clouds that enveloped all the countries of the continent had also disappeared slowly. No lightning strikes or blows each other away.
After that, the sunlight was clearly visible. It's a beautiful afternoon sun. The warm light exhausts all the snow that exists outside the realm of the god mountain range. But chaos everywhere is inevitable. Very screwed!
As if back to a real summer, the falling snow was like it never was.
The world returned to peace but sorrow in the mountains of gods was inevitable.
Lict and Mu Hongzhi felt a lot of grievance and emotion, staring at the snowy ground that had now not revealed the sealing totem circle anymore.
“Sepupu .. Cousin of Ipar ...,” muttered Mu Hongzhi directly clenched his two hands.
He must be sure that both are okay. I hope a miracle arrives.
But ... when should they wait?