"Ah ~~~ Ah ~~ Ah ..."

The sorrow of heartbreaking lungs sounded in the emptiness of the creation of the god bell.

Wu Yun has reached the edge of the collapse at this moment.

The whole mind seems to be crushed.

It's so painful!

It's better to die!

With the sorrow of Wu Yun's voice, there was also a sigh of the sound of the creation of Shenzhong.

Although he and Wu Yun often speaked on weekdays.

But for such a long time, he and Wu Yun have also been seemingly established.

In fact, it can't be said to be friendship.

For the existence of millions of years of existence, there is no so -called friendship at all.

He just appreciated Wu Yun very much, and he could even be said to be admired.

Because he has never seen a young man like Wu Yun who dares to be so disregarded and dare to fight.

Especially this time, it has strengthened the appreciation and admiration of Wu Yun's appreciation and admiration.

In other words, in fact, this is to recognize the Lord.

Although the creation of Shenzhong is far from the strength and age, Wu Yun can be compared today.

But no matter how powerful the gods are, how many years of the world.

After all, he is just a soldier.

Heaven rules are limited, he can never sit on equity with humans.

Even if he is unwilling, one day, he will be surrendered and recognize humans as the master.

And Wu Yun was already in a subtle way, and the faintly was faintly recognized as the master.

It was just that he was unwilling to admit it.

After all, Wu Yun now looks too weak.

Therefore, seeing the painful appearance of Wu Yun's life is not as good as death at this moment, the heart of the creation of the god bell is like a pinch.

How painful Wu Yun is, how heartache he has.

Look at Shenlong Wuhun.

At this moment, Shenlong Wuhun has experienced ten times of struggle.

He is always struggling with whether he should give up the supply of dragons.

He thought that as long as he stopped the supply of dragons, Wu Yun's pain would disappear.

But he was wrong.

His dragon gas is just a role in auxiliary fusion.

Now Wu Yun's soul has fallen into the swallowing martial arts.

No matter if he stops, he can't relieve Wu Yun's pain.

But all this, Shenlong Wuhun is unaware.

Finally, Shenlong Wuhun could no longer continue to endure this kind of watching his master to endure the torment.

With a crying cavity, said: "Master, although I don't know what you want to do, stop, if you can, let me bear all this for you, I want to stop the dragon gas supply."

"Don't, I, I order you, don't stop!"

As Shenlong Wuhun was about to recover, he suddenly only listened to Wu Yun's short stop of the painful sorrow.

A few firm words were squeezed out of the teeth.

Hearing Wu Yun's voice, whether it was Shenlong Wuhun or the creation of Shenxian bells, he secretly relieved.

Although this cannot stop Wu Yun's continued torture.

But at least they can determine that Wu Yun still maintains a trace of reason.

He hasn't collapsed yet.

And Wu Yun's words also made Shenlong Wuhun stop the idea of ​​recovering the dragon gas.

He could hear the firmness and fearlessness in Wu Yun's words.

For so many years, he also learned about his master's temper.

He knew that as long as his owner Wu Yun was decided, I am afraid that there was no way back to go.

Even if the road ahead is the sea of ​​Dao Mountain, it will not shrink for half a step.

I gritted my teeth and only listened to the Shenlong Wuhun said: "Also, master, I support your decision, this time, no matter whether you succeed or not, I will go with you. If it fails, I will also destroy my body,

Disappear in this world! "

All this, Wu Yun naturally listened to his ears.

However, he did not reply again.

Suddenly, when he saw him in the air, he flipped sharply.

Fall back to the ground and do your knees again.

His eyes were closed, and although the pain on his face still did not dissipate.

Although his body trembled slightly because of pain.

However, at this time, he can clearly see the difference from just now.

Suddenly, I saw that Wu Yun's mouth appeared with a smile.

Although this smile, in his painful expression, even more ugly than crying.

But he was really laughing.

After a while, the difficult tone of the pain, spit out from Wu Yun's mouth.

"Oh, little Shenlong, rest assured, follow me, only reach the peak, there is no death!"

Suddenly, Wu Yun's words turned.

Gritten my teeth and said sharply: "Devouring the martial arts, I am your master, what I let you do, what you have to do, stop me!"

In a moment, I saw Wu Yun's intention.

Ten Martial Arts tactics run at ten times.

Surround the whole body, over and over again.

The speed of operation, compared to normal operation, the consumption of physical and aura is also doubled.

But these consumption compared with the pain he suffered at the moment.

It's not worth mentioning at all.

And Wu Yun is also doing the last fight.

This is indeed his last way.

At this moment, he can still maintain rationality, and he can also compete for his soul with swallowing martial arts.

It is because the strong aura is supported by too much martial arts.

If the aura is exhausted, then Wu Yun is also a dead end.

And such a ten -fold consumption aura is actually helpless.

The so -called victory in danger.

This is Wu Yun's last fight.

Wu Yun knows that if it is normal, he has no might be possible to save him the soul of the devouring martial arts.

Only this last fight,

After the operation of the Ten Sundays of the Tai Shang Martial Arts, I saw the originally overflowing from Wu Yun's body.

The aura of scattered in the space of nothingness is gathered again.

The thick aura of that way, under the control of Wu Yun, brought together into a rivers -like aura.

Wu Yun was suffering from pain, and poured this aura pillar into the devouring martial arts.

Normally, after these aura pillars enter the swallowing martial arts, they will be swallowed directly.

Then it turned into aura again and entered Wu Yun's body.

But this time, Wu Yun had a plan to die.

Before devouring Wuhun to devour these aura.
To be continued...