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Feng Qing couldn't help crying, "You don't die, don't die ..."

"Dump, I'm sorry, I missed you. During the flood season, I knew I was a teleporter, but I still ... or with you ..."

Feng Qingxuan reached out and covered Qiao Jingheng's lips, wiped the black blood off him, "No, I don't regret it, I will stay with you."

Said, Feng Qingxun sent out the whole body's power, and the rays of light soared into the sky, heading towards the dark shadows from the flood era, devouring all dark forces.

She is the blood of the Phoenix, the Phoenix body, and naturally has the power of holiness.

That's why she and Qiao Jingheng's daughter are Blue Phoenix.

The most holy and honorable woman in the world.

After Feng Qingyun sent all the power out, he spit out blood.

She looked at Su Jin reluctantly.

She looked at Jun Mohan again.

She believes that here next, Jun Mohan can handle it.

The aftermath of the few flood-stricken strong men, I believe Luo Yan can also deal with it.

At last glance, Feng Qin came in front of Qiao Jingheng, pulled out the knife from Qiao Jingheng, and then checked into his chest.

Qiao Jingheng's eyes widened, "Deep!"

Feng Qing pricked blood from the corner of his mouth, "I ... I ..."

Feng Qingyi wanted to say something, but he didn't have time to say that he was out of breath.

Qiao Jingheng still has a bit of strength. The dark power in his body began to rush wildly because of his death.

There seemed to be a roar.

It was the sound of dark roar, but no matter how dark roared, it could no longer rely on Qiao Jingheng's body to make waves.

The breath of evil spirits has also dissipated a lot.

Qiao Jingheng used the only trace of strength to lift up Feng Qiao, "Qiao Xing, we will not be apart."

Talking, Qiao Jingheng hugged Feng Qingyu, forming a light that dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

The shadows of those strong men also seem to realize that it is not good, "Qiao Jingheng, this guy, even committed suicide. He is ghostly, ghostly, ah ..."

Luo Yan looked at the madness of these people, and laughed, "So let's all go together, I won't let you live any longer, and the floods will never exist again."

Speaking, Luo Yan directly detonated the physical strength, pulling the afterimage of these powerful men together.

"Bumping ..."

At the last moment, Luo Yan's words were left to Jun Mohan through the teleportation stone.

Xinhong died, and it didn't make much sense for her to live, so she used her only strength to remove obstacles for her son before she died.

I hope he and Su Jin, the two children will be good.

When Hua Yan Luo Yan slept in the coffin, her memory was slowly awakening and recovering.

During the flood season, Xinhong was the first ancestor of the blood.

He has the purest blood power.

And she is a goddess, possessing the power of creation.

Later, in the flood season, the war began, and the battle began. He sacrificed to protect her and his children.

But he left a trail of shadows, and in this new world, he became Xuanjun Xinhong.

Then they have a life in this life, but the duration of the afterglow cannot be long.

After all, he was dead, that is, really dead.

She didn't make any sense to live. In the end, for the sake of her son and the enemy, she had no regrets.

Jun Mohan's pain trembled throughout his body, but now he is not in grief.

He must fulfill his mission and responsibility.

Just after Jun Mohan completely restored the formation of the Nine Layers, he spit out blood.

Then relieved.

He walked towards Feng Sujin weakly, trying to tell her that everything was fine.