Supreme Soaring Immortal Chapter 27

Supreme Soaring Immortal

Chapter 27 The Miserable Shan Hun

Only the kind of liquid formed by stalactites that is helpful to the martial arts practice is called jade liquid, and the stalactite that can form this jade liquid is even rarer, and millions of stalactites may not be able to appear a stalactite, which can be seen as precious. Often a drop of jade can sell for a sky-high price, but here there is a pool, although this pool is not big…….

“Yes, this is jade liquid, now it belongs to you, its my gift to you in advance. When you find those three materials for me, I’ll remove the cartilage out of the meridian for you.”

"Bang bang…”

The heart of Qin Shuang beat up violently, the face excited red, she knew that with this pool of jade liquid, can completely have a leap-like ascension in repair, Wang Tianning will no longer be a threat.

Now she doesn’t speak any more, she feels like she’s wasting her time saying one more word. “Tong tong!” Jumped into the pool, the water is not deep, that is, just over the chest of Qin Shuang. Standing in the pool, Qin Shuang began to practice the third type of phoenix.

Originally she also felt the difficult movement in this pool became smoother, completely do not feel a trace of hardship, jade liquified into a trace of spiritual energy into the body of Qin Shuang, constantly refining her.

Immortal World.

Taixu.

Zi Yan Peak.

Xu Zi Yan held a jade flute, one hand gently caressing the face of the petrified Yan Shan Hun, the mouth whispered:

"Shan Hun, you wake up! Don’t you know how lonely I am?”

“Shan Hun, you wake up! The calamity is over, wake up! Stay with me to travel around the world! You promised me, wuuuu……..”

Yan Shan Hun’s petrified body has a space boundary flashing a faint light, through this boundary is Yan Shan Hun’s inner space.

At this time his inner space is not petrified, but turned into mud, can no longer see the original magnificent scene of a continent. It’s a mixture of heartless stone and you qing spring.

Like a swamp, the mud is bubbling with death and decay, and this decay is eroding the inner space inside Yan Shan Hun. Once the space collapses, that is, when Yan Shan Hun is completely petrified.

"Hǒu……….”

The mud burst, and countless mud formed a big mouth, devouring Yan Shan’s soul which was hiding around. His soul at this time is not so solid, began to have a little transparency, see that big mouth bit over him, he panicked to the distance to escape.

"Hǒu……….”

That big mouth chased past him, a mouthful to his soul bit, Yan Shan’s soul in an instant from that big mouth floated out, but the body is faint, and issued a poignant cry.

“Sōu……”

The soul of Yan Shan Hun rushed out of that layer of boundary.

"Bang…”

The soul of Yan Shan rushed out of the space and hit the already petrified body. I don’t know what the petrified body is. It has the effect of imprisoning the soul. The soul of Yan Shan Hun is suddenly bounced back and falls. Inside the space, and below him is the big mouth that is biting at him.

“Click…….”

That big mouth bit the soul of Yan Shan Hun, and his soul once again floated out of that mouth, but that body shape was faint, Yan Shan Hun understands, as long as he is constantly bitten by that mouth, will eventually be the soul flying away, true death.

The familiar flute stopped, and Xu Zi Yan’s murmuring came in again, and he shouted out.

"Zi Yan, Zi Yan help me, help me…….”

Only the outside of Xu Zi Yan seems to not hear his cry at all, still whispering, that sound with unhindered penetration into the space, in Yan Shan Hun’s ear echoing.

"Shan Hun, you wake up! It’s been a hundred thousand years since the calamity, why don’t you wake up? I am really bitter, so tired……”

"Sōu……”

Yan Shan Hun’s soul once again dodged the big mouth, but his soul has been very tired. As Xu Zi Yan said.

A hundred thousand years…

He’s been on the run for a hundred thousand years…

He’s tired…

And his soul is constantly fading, he feels that he has no strength to escape, and with the soul fading, it seems that his memory is gradually disappearing, and Xu Zi Yan together with the past memory is gradually fading away, gradually he can only remember the name of Xu Zi Yan, feel Xu Zi Yan’s name and that voice makes him nostalgic, very good and everything else he can’t remember……..

“If you are in love, will you really die?” Xu Zi Yan’s hands are around the waist of Yan Shan Hun, the face is attached to the chest of the already petrified Yan Shan Hun, tears burst out.

"Love and death are ruthless…… How familiar ah…” Yan Shan Hun’s soul now appears a little wave: “I was because of feelings to fall so?

So, who am I with? Is it Xu Zi Yan? I’m tired! I don’t want to run away! If my lover is really Xu Zi Yan, and this familiar sound and familiar breath is Xu Zi Yan, let me die in this sound and breath…….”

Yan Shan Hun’s soul spread his arms in the air, closed his eyes, and no longer escaped.

"Houuu……..”

Flying from the mud a big mouth, bigger and bigger, a mouthful will swallow the soul of Yan Shan Hun.

Xu Zi Yan raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on the cheek, looked up at that petrified face, the eyes revealed bitterness.

For the past hundred thousand years, she gave up cultivation, gave up everything, and every day just came here with Yan Shan Hun, playing dragon phoenix for him, and talking to him, she has not received the slightest response.

"Shan Hun, 100,000 years, please give me a response, ok? Just once, once…..wuuuu…….”

Xu Zi Yan’s body slowly sat on the ground, leaning against Yan Shan Hun’s thigh, looking up at the sky, eyes gradually became dazed, caught in the memory.

The scene of the past in front of her eyes plays back, from her time in the vast continent of the city to her first encounter, to that first encounter of a five-year-old Yan Shan Hun, as if it was just yesterday…….

Suddenly.

Xu Zi Yan sat up straight, she remembered that when she was with the nine masters chasing the blood fiend, the blood fiend escaped into a Merit monument on the mainland. When Meng Shen Ji said that within ten thousand years the monument would break, and now has passed more than a hundred thousand years, do not know whether the blood fiends have left the monument?

Standing up from the ground, looking back at Yan Shan Hun, gently sighed, finally do not rest assured with the blood fiend thing, stepped into the void, the body will disappear from the peaks.

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