The fifth master injected all his power into the furnace of Min Yuchen, which was a desperate attempt.
If he becomes the Sword God, his body will be completely destroyed, and his immortal roots may be damaged.
But in order to protect his sister, he had no choice.
If the drought succeeds, I wonder how many people will die in this world?
The Heavenly King narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not expect that the little Hell would be the army at the last moment.
He clenched his fists with force and wished he could crush Di Jun's spiritual sense, and stretched out his pale big hand. Under the faint golden spiritual sense, the expression on his face became even more ferocious.
I can't stand that Di Jun successfully tempered the Sword God, but things that shouldn't have been born have been verified bit by bit today.
When he made a bet with Di Jun, it was entirely because his bet was that he hoped that the fifth thought and Drought would die together. He agreed if it was interesting and stood on the opposite side. The fifth thought might win.
But when things really came to him, the Heavenly Lord became a little more unwilling.
The wind blew by, and the sound of small and crisp bells came out, disturbing the heart of the Heavenly Lord. He was slightly stunned and his eyes flashed.
I couldn't help but touch his chest. How long has it been?
I have never felt such a strong heartbeat and an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Even the very familiar spiritual consciousness was approaching at an extremely strange level, and a trace of joy flashed through the Heavenly Lord's eyes without any waves.
"Liuyan!"
A very affirmative tone made him rekindled his expectations for this world.
He naturally cannot destroy a world with rouge smoke.
Looking at Di Jun who was still tempering the sword god, and the little hell's consciousness that was beating faintly. He curled up the corners of his lips slightly and pulled out a childlike smile. His smile was so pure, "Maybe it is a good choice to keep you."
"Li Heng?" The gentle female voice seemed to be coming into his ears from a distance, and his heart hurt slightly.
How many years have you ever called this name?
The Heavenly King named Li Heng couldn't help but turn red in his eyes. He looked at the source of the sound, his trembling lips, "Liu Yan?"
"Li Heng, it's me!" Her figure gradually approached until she walked to the heavenly king.
But that face was not Liu Yan's, but...
"Lu Hanxiao?" A strong disgust appeared in Li Heng's eyes. He could feel Liu Yan's spiritual consciousness on the other party, "How could you have Liu Yan's spiritual consciousness?"
Lu Hanxiao glanced at Di Jun, raised the corner of his mouth, and pulled out a very disdainful smile, "It's up to people! The Heavenly Lord should understand this sentence the best!"
"What do you want?" Tianjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were many threatening elements in his tone.
Lu Hanxiao also narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, and there was a sign of a flame between his eyebrows. When she was a little more capable, the flame would turn bright red, burning the spiritual consciousness in her body, not only hers, but also Liu Yan's.
The Heavenly Lord even saw Liu Yan's struggle inside Lu Hanxiao's body, and his small face that was twisted to the point of being hideous.
"Wait..." He couldn't help but gasp, unable to see Liu Yan suffer this pain.
Lu Han smiled and her face turned, her cold facial features and soft expression looked very much like Liu Yan. The most important thing was her casual tone, "Li Heng, you said that I was only dedicated to Han Mei, and even willing to die for her. I never deny it, but I still have selfishness, and it is also for you to be able to sit firmly in this position just as soon as the Heavenly Lord. I never said it, thinking you understand?"
The Heavenly Lord seemed to have really seen Liuyan. Facing her resentful resentment, his heart hurt somehow.
He knew that it was just a matter of scruples and he was always reluctant to admit her efforts.
In his eyes, Liu Yan's efforts were not pure enough, so he didn't believe that she was for himself.
"Liuyan, I..." Facing her clear eyes, he couldn't say that he understood her thoughts.
She smiled sadly, "I know you have me in your heart over the years. I'm afraid you have more grievances than everything, so I have consciousness and dare not look for you."
Li Heng blinked his sour eyes and stretched out his trembling hands, trying to caress her cheeks. Even if it was a strange face, he still felt her breath, and his attachment made people not want to move away.
Until Lu Hanxiao's face changed and he kicked him mercilessly.
He suddenly widened his eyes and fell from the clouds.
The fifth thought happened to chase after her. When she saw the figure falling from the clouds, she subconsciously thought it was Xiao Jue and was about to reach out to catch her. After seeing the baby face, she subconsciously took a few steps back and tried to distance each other.
Until a loud bang was heard, a huge deep pit was smashed into the ground.
Lu Hanxiao stretched out a tender white hand and gently tapped Di Jun's eyebrows. A golden light passed by, shaking the little hell hidden in Min Yuchen's body. Feeling the other party's extremely strong obstruction, she smiled slightly, "I know you want to protect your sister, but my sister and I want to protect you."
"No..." The Heavenly Lord crawled out of the deep pit and soared into the sky. "If you dare to do something with Liuyan's spiritual sense, I will definitely destroy this world. Whether it is you or your child, all the people you care about..."
Lu Hanxiao waved his sleeves, raised his foot mercilessly, and kicked the Heavenly King out of a parabola again.
The Heavenly King climbed up in a mess, staring at Lu Hanxiao with anger. Perhaps he didn't expect that he would be threatened by a little fairy in the end.
Chapter completed!