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Retreat quickly!

Long Ao Tian turned into a profound tornado, hiding himself in the deep desert night. When he reappeared, he was already more than a dozen meters away.

Taking this opportunity, Long Ao Angel unleashed a palm, aimed at Chen Hao, but never would he have thought that due to the exhaustion from the previous battles, his palm strike actually deviated slightly, aimed straight at Ju Xiaoyue.

He did not have time to think about it, he only thought that he could not hurt Ju Xiaoyue, so he withdrew his palm, and accepted all the energy that he could not take back.

This palm attack of Long Ao Tian had used the entirety of his cultivation. Even if he had a lot of strength, he could not be underestimated.

After receiving this palm from him, Long Ao Tian's internal injuries were not shallow, his mouth was instantly filled with traces of a sweet and fishy smell, his brow furrowed, swallowing the fresh blood, his heart knowing that he would not be able to pass this tribulation.

Seeing that there was something wrong with Long Ao Tian, Chen Hao raised his sword again, pulling Ju Xiaoyue along as he pulled on a few of the sword flowers, and pierced towards the center of Long Ao Tian's brows.

But how could Long Ao Tian be so easy to deal with? With a flash, he dodged it, although he managed to dodge it, his speed was less than a fifth of his previous speed.

Chen Hao and Ju Xiaoyue both knew very well that after receiving that palm strike, Long Ao Tian's strength had already been greatly weakened. Now that they had investigated him, it proved that their guess was correct.

The two of them raised their Sword Qi and Qi to their maximum, attacking Long Ao Tian from both sides.

The sword qi from the two swords, when clashed with each other, turned into a bright white light, piercing straight towards Long Ao Tian's head.

This time, Long Ao Tian did not have the time to dodge. His body trembled, his tall and thin body directly kneeling down, his knees creating a big hole in the sand, before slowly falling down.

Ju Xiaoyue pulled back her sword, looking at the person who had been pestering him the past few days.

"Morning …" Ju Xiaoyue... Maybe you... You don't love me... But... You will no longer have me in your world... You must be happy... Be quick... "Happy …"

After saying that, Long Ao said that, she used her last bit of strength, her hand drawing an arc in the air, following that, she lowered her hand.

"He's dead …"

Chen Hao walked to Ju Xiaoyue's side and let out a long sigh. In the future, there would no longer be such a great trouble that would threaten them.

However, Ju Xiaoyue still looked at the person on the ground in a daze. His eyes before he died were so calm and gentle, just like a calm lake. There was a slight smile on her lips, and Ju Xiaoyue's heart suddenly felt a little empty.

The man in front of him claimed that he was his lover from his previous life as soon as he appeared. He said that he had not gotten close to him and had been following him for a long time.

Although he had caused a lot of trouble for himself and the people around him, causing him no small amount of threat, he had never once truly wanted to harm himself.

Ju Xiaoyue lowered his eyes, slowly closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "Ao Tian, I don't hate you, but I really don't love you. "I can't go with you …"

Seeing this, Chen Hao was displeased, but just as he was about to flare up, he felt that something was wrong with his body.

He felt a hot stream of air flowing through his body, coursing through his seven meridians and eight meridians before suddenly rushing to the top of his head.

Chen Hao quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and carefully circulated his Qi.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Hao exhaled, and slowly stood up. "Ju Xiaoyue, when we were dealing with Long Ao Tian just now, we raised our power to the peak, breaking through the boundary of the highest level of my power. Now... I have been promoted... "The peak of the Qi Condensation stage of the Dao …"

At night, the moon was like a hook.

The ruckus from the fight had been carried away by the cold night wind, and there was only silence.

Ju Xiaoyue turned her head and looked at Chen Hao who had just reached the peak of the Qi Gathering stage, and did not say much: "Congratulations."

It wasn't that she was unhappy, but that the current scene made her unhappy.

She thought back to the look in Long Ao Tian's eyes when he was dying, that look of yearning and unspeakable depth to his emotions. No matter who it was, a glance would be unforgettable, even if she had never been tempted.

In the past few days, Long Ao Tian had been bitterly following him, wanting him to follow him. Even in the last moments of life and death, he did not run away because of the danger of losing his life, but had taken the brunt of the palm strike for him.

"Suddenly, she thought of Long Ao Tian's last hand gesture, as if he was drawing something, what is it …" Ju Xiaoyue, what do you think that is? "

Chen Hao's voice was filled with doubt, it was clear that he had seen something he had never seen before, but in this boundless Gu Yue desert, what else could it be other than sand?

Ju Xiaoyue looked in the direction where Chen Hao's finger pointed. The smooth sand was quickly gathering, as if it was forming something.

The scattered sand gradually rose, solidified, and climbed up like a vine, forming an arched shape.

Arch!

Ju Xiaoyue suddenly opened her eyes wide, Long Ao Tian's dying hand gesture, wasn't it drawing an arc in the air, could it be that this was a door?

Soon the sand stopped moving and solidified. It looked like an ancient frame, with a black hole in it that formed a whirlpool. It was clearly not a desert scene.

"Don't go, Ju Xiaoyue. It might be dangerous."

Chen Hao saw Ju Xiaoyue slowly walk towards the mysterious door frame, and became nervous.

This Gu Yue desert seemed to have nothing but a bare desert, but it was a dangerous place.

"It's fine, I know what that is. I once read in an ancient book that if a person with profound skills were to leave behind a final trace of obsession, then he or she can use his or her will to turn the most unforgettable memories and last words into a door for the living to see.

Ju Xiaoyue said indifferently, her eyes still staring at the door that appeared out of nowhere.

"In that case, this was left behind by Long Ao Tian. Could it be that he already knew that it was too much of a misfortune for him to leave behind a bit of power in order to create this door before his death? "

After Chen Hao heard what Ju Xiaoyue had said, he could not hide his astonishment.

"That's right, this is for me …"

Ju Xiaoyue lowered her head, she did not know why, but when Long Ao Tian died, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Chen Hao pulled Ju Xiaoyue's wrist and walked through the door: "I'll go in with you."

"No, I'll go by myself."

Ju Xiaoyue pushed Chen Hao's hand away, turned his head and looked at Chen Hao, smiling lightly, telling him to be at ease, she then strolled into the hall.

Grass, green trees and thick vines climbed up through the clouds. The scene was in a rainforest and obviously, this was not Gu Yue desert.

This was Long Ao Tian's memory, right? Ju Xiaoyue thought, this must be the hardest place for him to forget.