Qian Renxue suddenly turned around, and Lan's decisive back reflected in her eyes.
Her heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, so painful that she could hardly breathe.
Lan's figure seemed particularly contemptuous under the overwhelming pressure of the Rakshasa God.
He stood in front, like a lonely peak, blocking the storm that was enough to destroy everything for Qian Renxue.
"Big brother!"
Qian Renxue's voice was heart-wrenching and echoed in the empty battlefield, with endless sadness and powerlessness.
She knew that
Lan wanted to use his life to hold back the Rakshasa God.
No matter how powerful Lan is,
Even if he has killed strong enemies countless times.
But this time,
his opponent is a real god.
The pressure of Rakshasa God is as unfathomable as the abyss. Lan's soul power has not yet broken through the god level, so he can't defeat such an existence.
He stayed just to win her a glimmer of hope.
"Crown of the Pope, go quickly!"
The voice of the prickly and anxious, his face was covered with sweat.
Snake Spear Douluo stared at Qian Renxue tightly and quickly said, "We are not the opponents of the Rakshasa God at all. Staying here will only hinder Lord Lan!"
Snake Spear Douluo also agreed, his voice was low and rapid: "Mr. Crown, you must not waste the opportunity Lord Lan has fought for!"
Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly, and her fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes.
Her eyes were still staring at Lan's back.
"It's all my fault for being too weak."
Qian Renxue's voice was low and trembling, her eyes still fell on Lan, and her past with Lan appeared in her mind.
"Big brother will always stand up and leave the best things for me when I am most difficult. But I can't do anything."
Her voice gradually choked, and tears fell silently along her beautiful cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground.
"Before it was, now too."
Qian Renxue's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but it was full of deep powerlessness and self-blame.
She hated her weakness, hated her inability to protect the people around her, hated that she could only watch Lan sacrifice for her.
Suddenly, a hint of tenacity and determination flashed across Qian Renxue's face.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, and the sadness in her eyes was gradually replaced by firmness.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Snake Spear Douluo and Thorned Doluo, with a serious and cold tone: "Snake Spear, Thorned Doluo, you two will leave quickly and return to the Martial Soul Hall, and let my grandfather take charge of the overall situation."
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Snake Spear Douluo and Tortuo Douluo instantly realized something.
Their faces suddenly changed, their eyes were filled with shock and anxiety.
"The Pope's Crown. The Spirit Hall cannot be without you. We will definitely do it."
Snake Spear Douluo's voice was quick and panicked, trying to persuade Qian Renxue to change his mind.
However,
Before he could finish speaking, Qian Renxue immediately interrupted him.
Her voice was cold and determined, with unquestionable majesty: "This is my emperor's order!"
Qian Renxue's eyes were as sharp as a knife, sweeping over Snake Spear Douluo and Tortulu Douluo.
A powerful pressure emanated from her body, which was the majesty of the pope and could not be disobeyed by anyone.
Now the two empires have no ability to resist in front of the Spirit Hall.
The Pope, who had no worries.
I saw Qian Renxue turning around, her beautiful face was toughness and yearning. She stared at the figure and walked slowly towards her.
"Even if I die, I will be with my elder brother!"
"Angel's true body, open!"
In an instant, the phantom of the six-winged angel bloomed between heaven and earth!
Boom!
A deafening sound suddenly exploded between heaven and earth, as if even the space was torn apart.
Lan's body was like a kite with broken strings, and it was blown away fiercely. His body slammed heavily on the ground, stirring up a piece of dust, and the ground was hit by the terrifying impact force and cracked several deep ravines.
Lan's body, the armor made of soul bones had long been broken and cracks were everywhere, as if it would completely collapse at any time.
The bright red blood kept pouring out of his wounds, dyeing his clothes red and the land beneath him red.
His body trembled faintly due to the severe pain.
The strength of Rakshasa God is far beyond his, which is an overwhelming absolute gap!
If it weren't for the support of the Soul Bone Set, he would have probably been destroyed by the magical skills of the Rakshasa God.
However,
Even so, his physical strength and soul power were almost exhausted, and his body could hardly support him.
The Rakshasa God was floating in the air, looking down at Lan, who was covered in bruises and almost exhausted, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Her eyes were filled with contempt and mockery, as if she was watching a dying ant.
"Lan, this is the end of opposing this god."
The voice of Rakshasa God was cold and cruel, as if he was sentenced to Lan's death.
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She slowly raised one hand, and a pitch-black bone spur condensed into the palm of her palm. The spur emitted a palpitations of death, as if even the surrounding air was corroded by it.
"You can die."
As the voice of the Rakshasa god fell, the black bone spur instantly broke out of the air, carrying the power to destroy everything, reaching Lan's heart!
The bone spurs are extremely fast, as if they have cut through the space. Wherever they pass, even the light is swallowed, leaving only a pitch-black trajectory.
Lan's consciousness gradually became blurred due to excessive blood loss.
His vision became hazy, and his body seemed to no longer belong to him.
In a trance, Lan looked at the bone spur that attacked.
He wanted to manipulate his body again and avoid the fatal blow, but found that it became extremely difficult for him to even touch a finger.
"Are you going to die after all?"
"The little devil should be safe"
His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible that he was deeply tired.
Suddenly, a chuckled flashed across Lan's blood-stained face.
It ends like this,
Maybe it's good.
Lan slowly closed his eyes.
It seems that I have accepted the fate of death.
Just the moment the bone spur was about to touch Lan's heart, Qian Renxue rushed over from behind!
She hugged Lan tightly,
Hurriedly flapped her wings and went sideways to avoid the fatal blow of the Rakshasa God!
"Little Little Guy"
Lan slowly opened his eyes, and the familiar face came into his eyes. "Big brother, don't give up." "We will definitely be able to survive." Qian Renxue looked at Lan, her eyes curled slightly.
That was the gentlest smile.
The moment when Rakshasa God saw Qian Renxue saving Lan, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"One ant saves another ant, but it's just a dying struggle."
"This god lets you be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks!"
Countless dense dark bone spurs appeared around the Rakshasa God!
The next moment, these bone spurs carried a terrifying divine power, shooting towards Qian Renxue and Lan and the others like storms!
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and kept shuttled through this dense attack!
But suddenly, a bone spur penetrated her angel wings!
In an instant, blood gushed!
(This chapter ends)