Chapter 623: Live Well

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Yu Shangrong charged in the air.

A hurricane formed in front of him.

Basil's eyes were red, and he shouted, "Please God in the four corners!"

The remaining sorcerer practitioners quickly cast four circles of light.

"Great witch god,

"Please listen to my request,

"Please use the power of my witch god,

"Soul, come back!

"The Quartet cannot live in a standstill.

"The man there is a thousand feet tall,

"Just waiting to search your soul.

"come back--"

The huge purple circles that covered the sky and the sun gathered around, and they all flew towards Basil quickly.

Yu Shangrong's figure flickered, but he was still calm.

When he saw this scene, he knew that Basil was much stronger than he thought.

Among the practitioners of witchcraft, the primary wizards can only perform some basic witchcraft, such as healing, driving away, etc., which is equivalent to practitioners below the Brahma Sea; some intermediate wizard practitioners can master the primary and intermediate levels. Magical formations, witchcraft traps, magic tricks, manipulating the will of the will, etc.; advanced witchcraft practitioners can set up large formations, which can block thousands of troops... In addition to being familiar with all the above powers, the big witch also has the ability to control the dead. Ask for the power of God to come.

Basil is clearly in the last category.

Yu Shangrong flashed three phantoms...

Left, middle and right, the space suddenly feels hazy.

Those remaining witchcraft practitioners were instantly swept across by Yu Shangrong's figure.

Chi, Chi.

Chi, Chi.

A cold light flashed across their necks.

Figures fell from the sky one by one.

Fall off a cliff.

They are dying!

Attempting to stop Yu Shangrong's footsteps with his life.

All the sorcery practitioners, with sorcery apertures, rushed to Yu Shangrong one after the other.

Yu Shangrong just swung his sword vigorously.

Go back and come back into the three souls.

Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners have fallen...

At this moment, a purple cloud formed in the sky.

Cover both of them.

Purple rain falls!

...

This is no ordinary purple rain.

Every drop of purple rain can penetrate the body, corrode the soul, and destroy the will.

Yu Shangrong took his time and turned 360 degrees. When he faced the young man Yu Zhenghai, he took a palm print.

The palm print looks like a dragon's claw, grabbed Yu Zhenghai and pushed it hard!

boom!

The young man Yu Zhenghai left the range of Ziyu and floated in the direction of the moat.

"Senior brother—" The young man Yu Zhenghai exclaimed in shock.

But in the next second, Yu Shangrong was covered by purple rain.

Like a waterfall descending.

From the outside... I couldn't see Yu Shangrong's figure at all, and couldn't judge his life or death.

The young man Yu Zhenghai felt that the qi under his feet was rapidly weakening... This meant that the vitality of the caster was also declining.

He got nervous.

Zi Yu completely blocked his sight...

Basil and the few remaining witchcraft practitioners almost believed that under the power of the sages, even Yu Shangrong of Eight Leaves would be severely injured.

Sacrificing so many people and paying such a huge price... it's worth it.

Basil's dull air that was stagnant in his chest gradually cleared.

As long as he can kill Yu Shangrong.

Worth it!

It's all worth it.

The purple rain lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

The young man Yu Zhenghai felt the qi under his feet, he could no longer control it, and it dissipated!

He fell down.

Almost at the same moment, the sky-filled sword gang erupted from the purple rain! The sword gang swirled upwards in the shape of an umbrella, blocking all the purple rain from the outside!

Yu Shangrong stepped into the air with his bare hands, his eyes were tenacious, and the three figures swayed and continued to charge forward!

See this scene!

Even Basil got goosebumps at once!

"not dead?!!!"

At first, Yu Shangrong just walked around in the purple rain and kept swinging his sword.

He worked hard to wield every sword well and cut off all the Ziyu... This is also the basic homework of practicing swords in the rain. As far as he is concerned, even in the waterfall, he can not touch a drop of water. This is his kendo.

"This is impossible--"

Basil's mouth trembled, his pupils changed sharply, his expressions varied, and the three figures of Yu Shangrong had already come to him.

The remaining five sorcerer practitioners stood in front of him.

Basil waved his scepter: "You don't have a sword, how can you kill me!!!"

Yu Shangrong's face was stern, and a slender sword gang burst out between his index and middle fingers, using his fingers as a sword!

"Who says you can't kill without a sword!"

Straight body, two fingers push forward!

Chi-

A string of five swords.

Five fell.

Yu Shangrong continued to charge forward, as fast as lightning.

boom!

The sword gang bypassed the scepter and passed through Basil's heart, leaving a blood hole.

Yu Shangrong didn't even see Basil, so he turned around and dived... toward the young man Yu Zhenghai.

Basil looked at his chest in disbelief, blood was pouring out.

The purple rain in the sky quickly subsided.

The purple halo is also rapidly fading.

The top of the abyss gradually quieted down... In a blink of an eye, he was the only one left, struggling to hover in mid-air.

His plan is perfect, from Loulan to Ruili, from designing traps to ambush in the abyss.

Only one miscalculation - Yu Shangrong's strength.

Basil lowered his head and looked down, and saw Yu Shangrong's figure descending straight down... He was desperate to save the falling boy.

He seemed to understand something...withdrawn the power from his body.

Fall down.

The wind blew past his ears.

"Even if you die, I will see you trapped under the abyss!" Basil fell headfirst.

He continued to sink.

His eyes were always locked on Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong clapped his palms forward, and the palm prints flew down.

Nai He sinks faster and faster.

This abyss seems to be bottomless...

There were practitioners who tried to explore and dig the secrets in the abyss. After generations of hard work, the deaths of countless practitioners came to a conclusion: those who enter the abyss will die.

The only hope of survival is to give up halfway and return immediately!

I don't know how long it has been down, the light in the sky has also become dim, and the surrounding is silent as night, as if dusk is coming.

Yu Shangrong took a palm print again!

The palm prints like dragon claws grabbed towards Yu Zhenghai, who continued to sink into the abyss.

Seeing this scene, Basil shouted, "Give it up!"

Yu Shangrong's eyes were calm and unyielding, and he waved with one palm!

call!

The palm print caught the young man Yu Zhenghai and flew upside down.

Basil said, "It's too late!"

Yu Shangrong felt that the abyss was producing a powerful attraction.

He wanted to harness his energy upwards, but because of the huge consumption of vitality, he could only maintain a balance with this kind of power.

Caused him to stagnate in the dark void.

"If he dies, all Loulan will be buried with him!" Yu Shangrong's tone was indifferent and loud.

Basil fell from above, and the remaining power forcibly dragged him.

cough cough...

"Why?" Basil's heart trembled.

Shouldn't the spear point to the Jouri people?

He died on the territory of the soft people, and it should be the soft people who should be held accountable by the Motian Pavilion.

"Live well." Yu Shangrong dragged his palms hard, but found that the young Yu Zhenghai was sinking rapidly and passed out in a coma.

With a palm up, it hit Yu Zhenghai.

Yu Zhenghai broke free from the attraction and flew upwards.

Basil couldn't understand: "An ordinary person, is it worth doing this?"

For the sake of an ordinary person, to bury an eight-leaf leaf, this account is not worth it!

Yu Shangrong took this palm and sent it out of the sea, and he was bound to sink.

He looked at Yu Zhenghai who was gradually flying upward in the sky, and said indifferently: "A lot of things, if you think it is worth it, then it is worth it."

Basil seemed to understand something.

He remembered the past, the dispute between Loulan and Dayan.

Reminds me of the 70,000 dead bodies on the Gobi Desert.

Reminds me of the blood-stained water of the Guluo River...

The strife is endless, the struggle is endless.

The great sages once said that human beings are the most infighting animals in the world.

Fight to the end, for what?

"Perhaps, this is the reason why Da Yan is stronger than all races..."

Basil suddenly burst out the remaining purple power in his body, and flew out the last purple cloud like cotton candy, flying towards the top.

He dragged Yu Zhenghai... and flew in the direction of the moat.

"Unfortunately, I have no more strength to save you..."

"...I just want to spare the people of Loulan."

After speaking, Basil closed his eyes, and his whole body was burned by strange purple flames.

This is the last dignity left by the great witch in order to prevent herself from being controlled by other great witches... the fire of self-immolation.

The flames devoured him little by little... until it dissipated into the abyss without a trace.

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