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<b> Thousand One Sixteen Where the blood is buried, open up and see new life

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    Meng Huiling said in surprise: "Throw you out? Carrying you and throwing you out?" Xueying said: "No, you will know in a moment." At this point, the blood light that had faded surged again.  Meng Huiling watched with his own eyes as the figure of the blood shadow became increasingly blurry. The tall man gradually shrank in the blood light, and his shape gradually lost its human shape.  Becamea bird.  A bloody bird became clearer and clearer, but the blood shadow disappeared.  Meng Huiling's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what kind of trick it was, but he knew that by the time the blood bird took shape, Xueying would probably be dead.  At this time, the puppet had completely broken away from the ice and rushed towards this side.  Despite its huge body, it is fast.  Although he was fast, he was powerful, and his heavy footsteps sounded like a string of thunder.  Lin Ling said: "I'll stop him." Before he finished speaking, a line of ice rose up around the ground, and a crystal clear ice sword appeared in Lin Ling's hand.  Meng Huiling sighed lightly, he had hardly seen Lin Ling fighting in close combat.  Lin Ling's attack methods are really not suitable for close combat. When the two of them cooperate, if they encounter a really strong enemy, he will attack and Lin Ling will control.  However, at this moment, life was no longer a concern, Xueying had to give up his life, and Lin Ling had no choice but to fight in the final battle.  The seemingly inexhaustible cold air around Linling has stopped. Although the cold air is not a force field he deliberately maintains, it still consumes real energy. He usually doesn't care about it, but at this time he has to restrain it with all his strength.  His body was like an afterimage, slashing towards the puppet.  A fierce and even tragic battle broke out instantly. Lin Ling's body turned into a white shadow, fighting with the huge puppet.  Meng Huiling took a look and knew that Lin Ling did not usually fight in close combat. It was not that he was not good at close combat. Judging from the current situation, with his strength, size and even speed being greatly disadvantaged, he could barely maintain the situation, even among the realm masters.  , this kind of ability is also one of the best.  However, after all, he was reluctantly supporting it, and all he could do was delay time for Meng Huiling.  At this time, a cry came, and a palm-sized blood bird took shape and fell into Meng Huiling's hands.  Meng Huiling put all his true energy into his palms and said: "Brother Lin, retreat" Before he finished speaking, he saw a white shadow flickering, falling from the sky, like a meteor falling, hitting the ground, and Meng Huiling's blood went cold.  , shouted: "Go to hell -" The bird made of blood flew from his hand and threw itself in the direction of the puppet.  The sky turned red for a moment.  The blue sky and white clouds were instantly covered with a haze of blood, and everything lost its color.  The puppet was also submerged in blood, and its movements stopped completely.  The world freezes in an instant.  The freezing time seemed long and short at the same time. Meng Huiling blinked and the blood color faded like a tide.  The sky became clear again.  The blood bird has disappeared, and the puppet is still stiff in the air.  Could it be that it was rusted to death?  With Meng Huiling thinking this, the puppet suddenly moved and punched hard again. Although it hit the air, its momentum did not weaken at all - it was useless!  Meng Huiling was stunned.  He originally thought that this was a trick used by Xueying desperately. Even if he couldn't win, he should at least greatly damage the opponent. Who knew that after Xueying disappeared, the puppet was unscathed? So what was the significance of Xueying's sacrifice just now?  At this time, the puppet turned its head and stared at Meng Huiling.  Meng Huiling knew that it was not Yuan Huawen who was staring at him, but the puppet.  That puppet has no sense at all, but it can search for opponents. Now the only one who can be called an opponent is himself.  ¡°It¡¯s my turn next?¡± Meng Huiling slowly stood up and made his final fighting stance.  The puppet took a step forward, raised its huge arm, and held a huge ax in its hand.  The ax was raised high, and the sun shone brightly, reflecting the dazzling light.  Immediately afterwards, there was a bang and it fell down.  It wasn¡¯t the ax that fell, it was the body that fell.  The huge puppet collapsed like a collapsing mountain. Its huge body occupied a large area, and the top of its head fell right at Meng Huiling's feet.  Meng Huiling's serious expression has not yet calmed down, but turned dull.  He watched helplessly as the puppet fell at his feet, not knowing why. ??????? Could it be that the move just now was counterproductive?  Will it take a while for the attack to occur?  At this time, someone heard someone say: "Dad?" Meng Huiling could hardly believe his ears. When he raised his eyes, he saw a round-faced boy on the other side of the puppet three feet away, holding a bloody  The bird looked at him.  This face was so familiar that Meng Huiling was in disbelief and said with a trembling voice: "Shuai Er is it you?" Meng Shuai smiled and said: "Fortunately, I caught up with him""" He put down the blood bird in his hand and said, "It's a pity that it's too late."  My father held it for me.  "The figure of the blood bird flashed and reached Meng Huiling's hand. Meng Huiling hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it. Meng Shuai lost the burden in his hands, let out a sigh of relief, and lowered his head to look at Lin Ling. Lin Ling fell at his feet. But  It can't be seen that it is a person, but it is covered with a thin layer of ice. This is Linling's last layer of self-protection, locked in the ice, and entering a long dormancy. Since the ice has not melted, Meng Shuai has not died.  Although it can't be said that he arrived in time, if he arrived one second later, Xueying would have died. But if he arrived ten seconds earlier, he might have been in danger.  To save Lin Ling, he would not wait until Lin Ling was so exhausted that he closed himself off. Fortunately, he still came. Putting his hand on the ice cube, a burst of green light flashed, and the ice cube turned into water and gurgled down, revealing Lin Ling.  Logically speaking, even if the ice on Lin Ling's body has melted, he can't directly input his true energy. He can only input a trace of his own true energy and push the depleted meridians back into the sky. But now Meng Shuai can do it.  But he doesn't have to worry so much. Although he doesn't control the whole world in the Water Mirror Realm, Meng Shuai, who has entered the divine martial arts, is still a god. The realm of gods is different from that of mortals. The rules of human beings are to let go.  God came to break it. So Meng Shuai directly poured divine power into Lin Ling and inspired his soul. After a while, Lin Ling's breathing calmed down and his eyes opened. Meng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Father, let uncle go."  Give me.  " Meng Huiling handed the blood bird back to him in a daze. Another green light enveloped the blood bird in Meng Shuai's hand. The blood became richer, and the small bird's body grew larger, gradually returning to its human form. The last golden light flashed,  Xue Ying's body reappeared and fell to the ground, but his expression was confused. After a while, Fang murmured: "What's going on?  Am I not dead?  Meng Shuai replied: "Although your body is destroyed, your soul is still alive. There is still a glimmer of hope."  In addition, I have vast supernatural powers, my hands and eyes can reach the sky, and I can use my supernatural power to create a golden bodyah!  "While Zizi was bragging, he was hit hard on the head by someone, but it was Lin Ling. Lin Ling stood behind him, his expression still cold, his fingers as cold as ice, he poked his ear and said: "Stop talking nonsense.  , explain the business.  where it goes?  Where did it come from?  " Among the elders, he was most afraid of Lin Ling. It had nothing to do with God. It had psychological shadow. He smiled bitterly and said: "Okay.  I was going to tell you guys.  Things have to start with Shui Jing" Meng Huiling was also very emotional and said: "Every time I see you, there are always surprises.  Even more so this time.  Brother Xueying, this is the child, what do you think?  " Xueying took a deep look at him and suddenly said: "Very good.  Like a sister.  You guys talk first, I'll go in first.  If you still want to tell me something, come back to me.  "After that, he turned around and walked into the cave entrance. Meng Huiling said: "Wait a minute.  Meng Shuai chased after him.  "Meng Shuai immediately followed, and several people entered the cave entrance together. The cave was very dark, and there were traces of electric arcs in the air, which were slightly numb to the touch. Meng Shuai twisted his fingers, and lightning was pulled out of the air like a ball of wool.  What was rolled up in his hand was the magnetic field line left by Yuan Huawen. Yuan Huawen used his superb sealing skills to seal part of his force field in the cave. It has been integrated with the palace for thousands of years.  However, Meng Shuai's realm is Shenwu Dao. Not to mention divinity, he can crush the pressure field with just his domain, so he can harvest it easily without any effort. However, his method is considered a miraculous skill for a warrior.  Even Xueying couldn't pretend to ignore it and looked back at the arc of electricity in his fingers and said, "It's amazing.  " Meng Huiling said: "He is my and Yan'er's child.  Nature is better than blue.  " Meng Shuai smiled humbly, or it could be said to be a proud smile, and said to Xueying: "The obstacles ahead have been removed.  Just go wherever you want to go.  I'm here for you.  "Xueying was silent for a moment and said: "Forget it.  Come with me.  Even if according to the rules, Meng Shuai is a direct descendant of my Qiankun family, he can still come in.  You are his father and my son-in-law, so you are considered standard.  Even if it's the one named Lin now that the family is dead and things have changed, how can there be so many rules?  " Meng Huiling said: "Meng Shuai is my son. He is considered the son of a maternal family member of the Qiankun family, not a direct descendant.  " Xueying said: "Of course he is my child.  Kun's daughter does not want to marry outside.  He is the direct descendant of Kunnu, and you are considered your wife.  Meng Huiling's veins popped out on his forehead and he said, "Why did I get married?"  Yan'er voluntarily married me, Meng Shuai is my surname, and your Qiankun family has long been no longer the same family.  Ganzi, don't push yourself too far" Meng Shuai hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said, "Father, uncle, you two, please stop for a moment.  Things in the pastwell" He pondered for a moment, thenShi couldn't find any words to say, and since he was a junior, it was difficult to interrupt in such matters, so he looked at Lin Ling.  Lin Ling said coldly: "It's a boring topic." Meng Shuai sweated profusely. He originally expected Lin Ling to change the subject, but now it's no longer possible. Lin Ling's only possibility of success is to draw all the fire on himself.  He was the target of public criticism, so he had to interrupt simply and rudely: "There is nothing going on on the left and right. Let me tell you about the Water Mirror Realm? That is a long, long story. I also want to start with my trip to the Sanling Palace.  start¡­¡­"
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