Fan Mei's hand was warm at this time, as if she was trying to warm the girl in front of her, but in fact, it was the temperature of blood.

Feeling the touch on his forehead, Ye Ziluan suddenly felt that his brain went blank and his eyesight turned black.

When she encountered a crisis just now, it was not like she didn't expect that someone would come to help her.

For example, Zheng Xiaojian is unknown at the rear, or the main combat superpowers who have been trying their best to maintain order here.

But why was she the one who rushed out?

I haven’t known her for many days!

She pressed her hands against the horrific wound, but because the wound was so destructive, she couldn't even cover it with her hands.

Scarlet blood was as viscous as paint, gushing out from the wound, then quickly dried and cooled.

Like a crazy painter, he splashed ink wantonly on this young body, making the blood smudged like a rose that bloomed and then quickly declined.

But for such a sad and beautiful painting, the person in the painting is obviously not in the mood to appreciate it.

Ye Ziluan couldn't believe the scene in front of her. She subconsciously felt that death should not be so hasty and without warning.

Fighting desperately, killing the enemy bravely, and finally failing and dying, isn't this the right thing to do?

Why would there be such a degree of death?

The carelessness of death seems to make the meaning of life much lighter.

"Waiting for you, please leave first." He wanted to say something incoherently. He looked up and looked around at the many panicked people.

Her hands were soaked with Fan Mei's blood, and she even began to subconsciously push back the blood that had flowed out.

It seems like he is trying to replenish his blood, which looks very ridiculous.

She wants to find someone who can ask for help. Where is Xinyuan? Where is Zheng Xiaojian? They must have a way, right?

They are not as weak as me, so they will definitely find a way!

Fan Mei no longer had the strength to raise her hands at this time, and the fatal wound on her chest seemed to have drained her life from there.

There was no pain on her face anymore and she said with a smile:

"Hey, actually, I used to think that I would definitely die in a spectacular way."

"But that's okay, it's okay."

"Girl, you have to love yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the last ray of light in Fan Mei's eyes dissipated and she closed her eyes.

The body quickly cooled down within ten seconds, and no blood flowed out of the wound.

Death is the best hemostatic agent.

All of this happened so fast, and life passed so fast that Ye Ziluan didn't have time to think clearly about the situation in front of him.

Looking at the lifeless body, Ye Ziluan lowered his head and half-knelt here.

In fact, Fan Mei was right. Ye Ziluan had never considered this woman who suddenly appeared in his life as a friend before.

This guy, who was obviously strange but seemed overly enthusiastic, even made her feel a little disturbed at times.

She would force herself to eat when she wanted to practice, and talk about topics that had nothing to do with practice and increasing her strength.

She was always confused, just like now.

The death seems very strange

"Bah, you scared me."

Jingtian shook his body and was attacked by Fan Mei with a few shots, which caught him off guard.

However, the powerful power brought to him by the gods made him feel no pain, and he was strong enough to withstand Fan Mei's desperate blow.

In the past, he would never have had the slightest chance of defeating the girl lying on the ground.

"Hahaha, hahahaha."

I don’t know what he was laughing at at this time, it seemed like he was laughing wildly and unconsciously.

That's right, he was indeed very happy to be able to obtain power that he had never imagined so easily.

"What's wrong? Ugly duckling?"

"Your self-destructive and meaningless practice cannot keep up with those superior white swans."

&34;But look at me, I can let the white swan die on me now&34;

As he was speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped talking.

Because at this moment, Ye Ziluan looked extremely thin and knelt on the ground, looking back at her.

There wasn't a single tear in her eyes, and her pupils didn't look like human beings at this moment, but rather an unusually sharp jujube-shaped vertical pupil.

His eyes shone with a brilliant golden red, as if burning with the brilliance of the sun above his head.

And these were not reasons for Jingtian to shut up. What shocked him was the instinctive pressure.

At that moment, he seemed to see in Ye Ziluan's eyes a personality that was no less than the god he was loyal to!

Those burning vertical pupils were filled with supreme power, with a kind of terrifying kingly power, commanding all living beings in the world.

Ye Ziluan slowly stood up and walked towards Sedum.

Jingtian couldn't help but take a few steps back. He felt that Ye Ziluan had not changed much. He was still the weakling in the second realm.

But for some reason, the sense of oppression on her body was extremely strong.

In a panic, Jingtian blasted out a black-purple energy bomb, but when it flew to Ye Ziluan, it was burned by the flames burning around her until it dissipated.

The look in her eyes at this time was not the arrogance of when she was ignorant, nor was it the silent inferiority complex after a deep blow, but a kind of arrogance and self-confidence that originated from the depths of her soul.

"I'm not an ugly duckling."

"Not a white swan either."

"I am Phoenix!"

As he finished speaking, the purple surrounding him became extremely bright, and then gradually peeled off and changed color, turning into that gorgeous blue.

It's like a special kind of molting.

The momentum in his body slowly rose, and he broke through the confinement naturally.

——The third realm.

That's right, it's just a small third realm.

At this moment when masters gather and the strong men in the seventh realm are fighting against each other, a little girl going from the second realm to the third realm should be the most trivial thing. It is as trivial as pouring into the sea.

A bottle of water shows no fluctuation at all.

But the reason why special people are special is because they can always create "unreasonable" in "reasonable".

Entering the third realm, a phantom of a phoenix with a wingspan of several hundred meters appeared behind him, emitting a loud phoenix cry, as if announcing his own birth to the world.

On the vast battlefield covering an area of ​​300,000 square meters, everyone from ordinary people with no ability to the top experts in the seventh realm could not help but look at it with suspicion.

They all looked at the terrifying phoenix silhouette in fear, feeling the oppression in their blood.

Mo Qinggu's originally extremely ugly face now showed a bit of astonishment, and then became complicated and relieved.

The book that Ye Ziluan had always held as a treasure and that Mo Qinggu passed to him had its first layer of seal broken.
Chapter completed!