Jinghong shook his head: "You can't do it, Mr. Du, your cultivation is not as good as mine." Du Heng said with a relaxed voice: "I have a illusion pearl on my body, and the illusion pearl will protect me."

Jinghong wanted to say something, but Du Heng took out something from his sleeve, which was a gray-white feather one foot long. Seeing the feather, Jinghong subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but Du Heng grabbed him and said to Jinghong: "This is the Feihong Order you gave me in the village. You said I can let you do something, and now I want to use the Feihong Order."

Jinghong blushed his eyes: "Mr. Du, please tell me."

Du Heng said solemnly: "Life, leave here and live. Don't think about committing suicide, live well. You still have friends, Xixi also needs you." The tears in Jinghong's eyes finally fell: "Mr. Du, I..."

Du Heng said: "As soon as the Feihong Order was released, General Jinghong would complete the task even if he was heartbroken. Xiaoyu told me that now I used the Feihong Order, it's time for you to go up."

Jinghong choked and said, "Okay..." Du Heng held Jinghong's collar: "Sorry, I want to throw you up. By the way, do you have any magic weapon that can convey sound? The louder the better?"

Jinghong took out a golden bell from his sleeve: "This is a thunder bell, which can expand the monk's voice a thousand times." Du Heng took the bell: "Thank you! Let's go!"

As soon as he exerted force in his hand, Jinghong was thrown towards the hole behind him. Jinghong's eyes were filled with tears, and she watched Du Heng's figure disappear deep into the passage. Then Jinghong's body warmed up and she returned to the ground again.

The moment the shocked bird flew out, a lilac silk wrapped around her waist. Yu Jing gasped: "Take it!!" As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Jing knelt heavily on the ground.

The conscience of heaven and earth, she had already used all her strength in the attack just now. At this moment, she couldn't stand steadily, and it was all up to the monks behind her to tie Jinghong with the last strength. However, they really had no strength, Jinghong was half hung in the air with silk. She burst into tears: "Mr. Du..."

In the tiny gale of ox-haired wind, Du Heng became a living ball of meat. Every time he advanced one meter, Du Heng felt that he had lost a pound of meat. His feet were trembling, and blood stained the sword body of the Qingshuang sword red. He rushed forward with his eyes with his hands protecting his eyes, and there was a little light in front of him. That light was Du Heng's all hope!

His body hurts so much. No matter how powerful the endless martial arts are, it cannot resist the speed of the gale wind digging meat. He was so painful that he burst into tears, but he could only grit his teeth and could not stop. Once he stopped, Xiaoyu and the others would be gone.

He didn't know how long he had been in the gale of wind, but it might be just a moment, maybe a cup of tea or a stick of incense... He felt that he had spent half his life in the passage.

I am so tired. I want to close my eyes and sleep for a while, so that I can forget the darkness I am in and the pain around me. But he dare not close his eyes, because he is afraid that he will never wake up again if he closes his eyes.

The highlights ahead were always so big, Du Heng looked at the light with tears in his eyes. He cried out in pain. Anyway, there were no outsiders here, and no one would see his tears. He stared at the entrance of the cave outside the passage and kept hypnotizing himself, but it was actually not painful at all.

Suddenly, two chirping sounds appeared in his ears. The sound was so close that it seemed to be calling to his ears. Du Heng subconsciously turned his head and looked at him. He saw the phantom of Xiaoxiao appearing beside him. Xiaoxiao tilted his head and jumped to the front of him. Xiaoxiao's round face coincided with the light, and the bright Du Heng couldn't bear to turn his eyes away.

Xiaoxiao suddenly turned into Nan Nan again. Nan Nan still looked lazy. He smiled and said to Du Heng: "Are you tired? Come on, I'll help you pinch it?"

Du Heng cried like a fool, and he cried and laughed: "This is not something that can be settled by pinching. You have to use the best pill to cure it. You can't make the medicine so hard, I hate suffering."

Jing Nan smiled slightly, and then he turned into Feng Gui. Feng Gui put his hands on his face and looked helpless: "I will let you practice well on weekdays, look at you, it will be empty at the critical moment."

Du Heng choked and said, "Well, I will definitely practice well in the future..."

Feng Gui's face then turned into Xuan Yu's face, and Xiaoyu's eyebrows and eyes were curved: "Are you tired? Take a break?"

Du Heng nodded: "Okay, take a break."

He couldn't hold on anymore, his flesh was blurred, and the flesh on his legs was gone, and he could no longer control the Qingshuang Sword. Fortunately, his hands still had strength, and the highlight was as big as a disc at this time, and he could see a golden flash of inspiration outside the highlight. It was the flashing light of the Demon Demon Array!

Du Heng used all his strength, and the golden elixir in his body was still rotating tenaciously. However, he lost the support of flesh and blood, and the spiritual energy in his dantian kept pouring out. Du Heng rushed all his strength to pour the spiritual energy on the thunder bell, and he threw the golden bell in his hand towards the entrance of the passage on the other side: "Go—"

It was very good for him to throw things away since he was a child, and this time was no exception. Jin Ling turned into a golden light in the darkness and headed straight for the entrance of the cave. After seeing the light emitted by Jin Ling being swallowed by the light emitted by the hole, he finally felt relieved.

He passed the message out, could the monks outside hear it?

Before losing consciousness, Du Heng heard a loud voice from the entrance of the cave: "Destroy the Demonic Formation! Help--"

Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally rest.

The broken body finally could not withstand the attack of the strong wind. After a few sounds of bone cracks, a bead with red light remained in the passage.

Du Heng's figure completely disappeared from the world.

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Du Heng: Why are you crying? I didn’t cry even if you messed with me so badly.

Old Cat: You know what a big deal. If you die in my mind, you should be able to make a lot of tears, but I haven’t even lost a few drops myself, wuwuwu…
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