Chapter 2617 I Want You to Be Buried with Me

In the Milky Way, Zhang Chenglong's body was shattered and turned into blood mist.

He is only a monk in the eighth realm, unable to bear the remnant souls of the Eight Immortals, the invincible power, the moment Lian Tianqiong made up his mind, his death was doomed.

The remnant souls of the Eight Immortals almost disappeared.

The so-called "burning soul borrowing power" is to exchange for temporary invincible power at the cost of the soul flying away. If it weren't for the divine grass, the remnant souls of the Eight Immortals would have dissipated long ago.

"Get out!"

Ling Xian was so angry that he went mad, and when he thought of the Tao, he appeared, the galaxy collapsed, and the two great ancestors spurted blood wildly.

The soul of the Eight Immortals is about to scatter, so he has to rush over there, even if he can't save him, he still has to stay by the Eight Immortals' side.

Attacking with anger, the killing intent was boundless, Ling Xian shot like crazy, he would rather injure himself a thousand, but also injure the enemy eight hundred!

"Don't give way, let's die together!"

Ling Xian's eyes were as red as blood, and he turned into a demon king, beating the heroic man's body to tears, bleeding from his orifices.

The ancestor in blue was also covered in bruises.

Physical body, mana, and soul, Ling Xian is all ridiculously powerful, and even the Immortal King will have a headache when he goes berserk!

"madman!"

The heroic man's face was ugly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed scared.

The ancestor in blue was also afraid.

Ling Xian is like a lunatic, risking his life for his life, and he is comparable to the Immortal King. Even though the two are the strongest among the seven great ancestors, they still feel cold.

"I don't want to go on the road with you." The heroic man suppressed his anger, withdrew his Tian Ge, and moved out of the way.

Seeing this, the Ancestor in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, and stepped aside to make way.

This made Wan Ling look sluggish, with disbelief written all over his face, and even the heart of the Emperor of Heaven set off a huge wave in his heart.

Those are two invincible ancestors, and they are the two strongest among the seven great ancestors. It is unbelievable that they can let them make way.

But after thinking about it, Wan Ling was relieved.

When Ling Xian was so powerful against the sky, and was so angry that he was insane, who would dare to conflict with him?

Not to mention being a holy ancestor, even an immortal king would have to be ashamed!

"Don't think I'm afraid of you. For the sake of the deep love between you and your disciples, I'll let you see them off for the last time." The heroic man sneered, and he wouldn't admit it even if he was killed. He was afraid that Ling Xian would die with him .

"If my master falls, I want you to be buried with him." Ling Xian's eyes glowed fiercely, and he crossed hundreds of millions of kilometers in one step, and landed in front of the Eight Immortals.

Looking at the vague shadows of the Eight Immortals, his eyes were red, and tears could not stop flowing: "Master..."

"Don't be sad, kill a holy ancestor with a broken body, I will die a worthy death." Lian Cangqiong smiled, showing reluctance, but no regrets.

The same is true for the Seven Immortals. They love this world deeply and never regret it.

"I won't let you die!"

Ling Xian's eyes were red, the Eight Immortals were his close relatives, he would rather lose his soul than suffer the slightest harm to the Eight Immortals.

At that moment, he looked at the God of Creation and said, "You are the immortal medicine, you must have a way to save my master!"

"I'm sorry, I've tried my best." The woman in white turned her head, unable to bear to see Ling Xian's distraught and heartbroken appearance.

"No, there must be a way, there must be a way." Ling Xian burst into tears, crying like a child.

The strength was thrown out of the blue, and the calmness disappeared. He was so helpless and pitiful at the moment.

The woman in green couldn't bear it, and the divine light enveloped the Eight Immortals, but they couldn't make them stay longer.

The source of life flower does not work either.

The elixir of immortality can heal physical injuries, but it is useless to the soul.

The souls of the Eight Immortals are about to disperse, even if the four immortal medicines are sacrificed, they will be powerless to recover.

"The moment my soul burns, I'm hopeless."

Jimo Ruxue looked at Ling Xian seriously, and said: "I don't like the way you cry, remember, you are the last hope of the universe, and this world is entrusted to you to protect."

After the voice fell, she disappeared with the wind like a curl of smoke.

The Seven Immortals dissipated one after another, and when they were dying, they all glanced at the universe with nostalgia, and at Lingxian with reluctance.

"No, don't die!"

Ling Xian roared up to the sky, if the handsome man and Wuwei died,

Let him be sad, then the soul of the Eight Immortals will be scattered, it will make him distraught.

For him, the soul of the Eight Immortals is the most painful torture, the cruelest torture.

The world is silent, and all spirits are silent.

Looking at Ling Xian who was roaring up to the sky, all sentient beings felt the same, and their eyes were hazy with tears.

The Eight Immortals used their remnant souls to fight against the ancestors, sacrificing their only blood, which is sad and respectable.

"Is it worth it?"

"Even if a good name is left behind, it will only be passed on for thousands of years."

The heroic man sneered and said, "Who will remember them after a thousand years?"

"You're right, after thousands of years, few people will remember them."

"However, what they want is not to be famous forever, but to have a clear conscience."

Ling Xian raised his head, his eyes were as red as blood, and the murderous intent swept across the world.

Angry to the point of madness and hatred to the extreme, he has only one thought at the moment, to ask the heroic man to wait for the holy ancestor to be buried with the Eight Immortals!

"Perhaps...they can still be saved." The Creation God Grass hesitated for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Excited, Ling Xian tightly grabbed the woman in white by the shoulders, and said, "Is there really any hope for them?"

"If there are five soul-cultivating treasures, maybe they can keep their souls immortal."

The Creation Divine Grass sighed softly, and said: "But the five great soul-cultivating treasures are rare in the world, and getting one is already a blessing. It is too difficult to gather the five great soul-cultivating treasures."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was stunned, blaming himself for not finding Requiem Flame.

As early as many years ago, Jimo Ruxue told him to find the Warming Soul Tree, Yunhun Lake, Fixed Soul Iron, and Requiem Flame.

But he only found the first three, and Requiem Flame was missing.

"I have four of the five soul-cultivating treasures, only the Requiem Flame." Ling Xian said bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't try his best to find the Requiem Flame, but that it was so rare that he didn't even have a clue.

"You have four?"

The woman in white was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, since you have four kinds, then I will help you."

After finishing speaking, her body glowed with immeasurable light, and her jade hand formed a mysterious seal.

In the next moment, the phantoms of the Eight Immortals reunited, their faces were dull and their minds were gone.

"Hurry up, nourish them with the treasure of nourishing the soul." The woman in white clenched her teeth, sweating profusely. Obviously, she was under a great load.

Seeing this, the spiritual roots of all things, the prison flower of life, and the ghost face prison flower are all gone, helping each other to make good fortune.

Lingxian opened the map of the Nine Immortals, and used the four great soul-nourishing treasures to warm and nourish the remnant souls of the Eight Immortals.

"It's just a dead person, why waste energy?" The heroic man's eyes flashed with cold electricity, Tian Ge slashed down, and Xinghe trembled.

"roll!"

Lingxian roared, the bright moon froze the Tiange, and the fairy shattered the galaxy.

The heroic man vomited blood, unable to hide his shock.

And what happened next horrified him even more.

boom!

The center of Ling Xian's brows glowed, killing intent, soul, and blood fused together, forming a bloody storm that shattered the galaxy and the heavens.

Immortal soul!

Although there is still a step away from the real immortal soul, it has already begun to take shape, and even a heroic man is shocked by it.

"You are only one step away from cultivating an immortal soul!"

The heroic man was shocked, and the rest of the ancestors also changed color.

Immortal soul is one of the three most difficult roads in all ages. Let alone approaching the end, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, I want you to pay with blood!"

With a roar, the starry sky was shattered.

Ling Xian hated to the point of madness, his indestructible body opened up the sky, and his unstoppable methods shook the world, which shocked the heroic men and other holy ancestors!

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There is no third chapter.