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"Why have I found it for so long, but still no clue? Why!!"
Looking at the unchanging scenery in front of him, Song Yifei's face was gloomy, and his heart was a little crazy.
"We are likely to circle in the same area."
With a wrinkled face, Ming Luona, who looks like a woman in her thirties, is full of frustration in her tone.
Her cultivation base has fallen to the first level of the heavenly realm, and Song Yifei also fell to the first level of the heavenly realm without accident.
"Don't give up, you two, we still have a chance! We still have a chance"
As the instigator of everything, Long Aotian can only speak comforting words, his situation is actually not much better, but he has a soul in the outside world, and he will not be completely desperate in his heart.
"Shut up! It's all you!"
Opening her mouth to interrupt Long Aotian's words, Ming Luona's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth, wishing to fight Long Aotian on the spot.
"Little girl, you"
Ming Luona's roar made Long Aotian very upset, he didn't mean it, the situation was urgent at that time, who would have thought that such a thing would happen.
"alright!"
Song Yifei snorted coldly and interrupted the quarrel between the two: "If you have the strength to quarrel, why don't you look for it more!"
Ming Luona snorted coldly and stopped talking.
The three of them drew a certain distance, lined up in a row, spread their spiritual thoughts, and continued to fly forward at extreme speed.
As time went by bit by bit, Song Yifei began to feel a little anxious, because his cultivation had dropped by a bit, and he was getting closer and closer to the critical line of the Heavenly Human Realm.
"How about we go to the lower floor to have a look?" Song Yifei stopped and said.
"good!"
"OK!"
Long Aotian and Ming Luona nodded, but they didn't object, and they didn't know the direction. Whether they can find the space crack now depends on luck, and it doesn't matter where they go.
Afterwards, the three of them landed together into the gray mist under their feet. Under the gray mist, it was neither the ground nor the entity, but the fog they saw.
When they came out of the gray fog, they were actually above the sky, and the gray fog under their feet turned into gray clouds of smoke in the sky.
The so-called lower world is a world that is exactly the same as the space they were originally in.
When they started to explore, they had already tried everything. Whether they were flying to a high place or falling down, they were all in the same world, even if they fell to a hundred floors, there would be no change.
Next, it was a boring search. God did not have mercy on them. After a day passed, they still found nothing. The scenery in front of them was still the same layer of gray.
Song Yifei's cultivation did not accidentally fall to the Martial Saint Realm, and he lost the ability to break through the cracks in space.
Now all hope falls on Long Aotian, which is why Song Yifei didn't choose to search separately.
Ming Luona, who has less longevity, has fallen faster in cultivation, and has reached the seventh level of Martial Saints, and her face looks more than ten years older.
"Dragon Ball is completely rotten."
Song Yifei took out the Dragon Ball placed in the small world, watched it turn into ashes before his eyes, couldn't help sighing.
Compared with living creatures like them, the Dragon Balls, which are purely filled with vitality, flow faster than imagined.
It is precisely for the sake of fighting for the Dragon Ball that the three of them have fallen into such a situation, and now they can only watch it disappear, which has to be said to be a deep irony.
There was no wind, and there was no time. One person, one dragon, and one Shura did not speak, and continued to search aimlessly. The atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.
Day four!
Song Yifei didn't ask Long Aotian that he didn't have the strength to tear apart the space and shuttle, because it was meaningless.
Only Ming Luona stopped suddenly, hugged her knees and cried for a while, and then continued on the road.
Day five!
Song Yifei's cultivation base fell to the seventh level of Martial Saint.
He no longer knew what he was doing, and his only thought was to walk on.
Until death!
Day Six!
Ming Luona's cultivation base fell to the master level, and she could no longer fly in the air. She needed Song Yifei to carry her forward. The small world in her body had been closed again because of her low cultivation base, and turned into a Yuan Seed.
At this time, Ming Luona had already lost all her former elegance, her skin was as dry as chicken skin, and the wrinkles on her face were piled together, she looked as old as a seventy-year-old lady.
She is pure whiteThe pupils became cloudy, and confusion flashed from time to time.
The seventh day!
Ming Luona's cultivation has fallen to the innate level, and her breath is weak, as if she is about to die at any time.
Her eyes have been replaced by confusion and emptiness, like an old woman with dementia, who spends most of her time sleeping on the shoulder of Song Yifei who has grown in size, and occasionally when she wakes up, she doesn't know what she is thinking.
Eighth day!
"Why don't you let her go?"
Seeing the haggard and dying Ming Luona, Long Aotian said a little bit unbearably.
Although only eight days have passed, in the perception of one person and one dragon, it seems that eight thousand years have passed.
Facing Ming Luona who was about to die, an inexplicable sadness rose in his heart.
Song Yifei didn't speak, and with the true energy that had already fallen to the fifth level of martial arts, he gently lifted Ming Luona in front of him, and just quietly looked at her old face, as if he wanted to deeply impress her. engraved in my mind.
"You bastard Could it be ha ha willing to give up on me I am your prisoner!"
Ming Luona's slightly mocking tone came from her mouth intermittently.
She looked at the silent Song Yifei, the corners of her mouth suddenly raised, and she slowly grabbed his arm.
"If there is an afterlife I must take revenge I will catch you like you tortured me bastard"
The tears that could no longer be contained in the eye sockets began to fall drop by drop, dripping onto the flawless white hair below her body.
"whywhymeet youuh"
Ming Luona's uncontrollable crying made Song Yifei's body shake. The light and shadow in front of him changed, and he saw a woman in a trance. The woman was in her twenties, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes. bright.
The tightly clenched fist suddenly opened and pressed against Ming Luona's forehead, and the breath of life surged in her body, and began to flow in for her.
"You're crazy! In this way, you won't be able to last long! And if you pass it on like this, it will greatly speed up the passing of life!"
Long Aotian hurriedly flew forward to stop him, but he raised his hand to block it.
"Does it make sense?" He said indifferently.
Hearing these words, Long Aotian stopped moving.
That's right!
Is there a point in living?
They have already lost the ability to tear apart the space and shuttle away, so what's the point of living a few more days, and they are not going to die in the end.
"sorry!"
Long Aotian gave up stopping, and his tone brought a deep apology.
"If you really feel sorry for me! Just help me take care of my family and tell them by the way Forget it! I should be dead!"
Song Yifei shook his head with a wry smile, and gave up his long-winded last words.
"Okay! I'll do what I can to help!"
Long Aotian nodded, and then the entire dragon soul suddenly burned, turning into a ball of flames that enveloped Song Yifei and Ming Luona, and to a certain extent slowed down the passage of life force transmission.
"This, count it as my last effort!"
I don't know how long it took, and Ming Luona, who was on the verge of death and passed out, slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a middle-aged man with gray hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
"You, how did you become like this? And me, how could I?!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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