The Reborn Strongest Master/C281 True Lord Earthworm
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C281 True Lord Earthworm

Bai Yuhan stared blankly at the skeleton scattered on the platform, her face full of disbelief. The skeleton was a faint golden color, and there was an immortal light circulating around it. The flesh and blood on its body disappeared, and it was blasted apart by the enormous force. The only thing that remained intact was its head, its eyes wide open. A look of unwillingness could be seen on his face. Its face was still handsome and delicate, but there was not the slightest hint of blood on it. It was very pale. The brilliance in his eyes had already faded away, and his pupils were dilated slightly.

"Hong Zheng..." Bai Yuhan's body trembled as she looked at that familiar face. She felt that her breathing had stopped. Her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. She slowly walked in front of Hong Zheng and squatted down. Her lily-white hand caressed Hong Zheng's cheek. There was not a trace of warmth.

"How could it be like this... Tell me, how could it be like this?" Bai Yuhan wanted to hug Hong Zheng, but she could not even lift his body. Tears fell like rain on her beautiful face. Her long eyelashes trembled, and there were tears hanging from her eyes.

"Wake up, quickly look at me." A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Bai Yuhan's mouth, "Quickly look at me. You haven't taken revenge on me yet. How can you die just like that?"

"Oh right, Primordial Spirit, where is your Primordial Spirit?" She was flustered. Her right hand covered the top of Hong Zheng's head and instantly entered his mind. With just a glance, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning and stood rooted to the spot.

There was a palace hidden between his brows. In the palace, there was a dragon corpse lying on the ground. Its body was covered with wounds and it was torn into pieces.

"Golden Dragon Primordial Spirit! The Golden Dragon Primordial Spirit that I saw in the Cloud Sea Sect was you!" Bai Yuhan muttered to herself, "Who was so cruel to shatter your Primordial Spirit?"

Her jade-like face was filled with despair and sadness.

The scenes of her meeting with Hong Zheng quickly flashed across her mind. She suddenly discovered that her heart was in pain. It was a pain that came from the depths of her soul, causing blood to flow out of the corners of her mouth.

"I want to save you." She carefully helped Hong Zheng up, and her expression became incomparably firm. Her entire body began to shine, and her cultivation base rose to its peak. She opened her bright red and plump lips and pressed them against Hong Zheng's lips. She swallowed and spat. It was extremely rich and pure.

Balls of light poured into Hong Zheng's mouth, causing his entire head to shine. However, it still didn't have the slightest effect.

"He's already dead, you won't be able to save him." A refined and gentle voice sounded.

Bai Yuhan's eyes were like lightning as she suddenly looked towards the third Light Door. Light and shadow floated there as a person appeared. He was in his twenties and had a refined appearance. He wore a white brocade robe and looked warmly at Bai Yuhan and Hong Zheng.

It was him who had let out a roar just now and made Yang Xiong retreat.

"True Monarch Fu Yin, you're not dead?" Bai Yuhan's pupils suddenly shrunk. She did not expect that the third Light Door in Heavenly Devil Great Rift Valley would actually seal True Monarch Fu Yin!

True Monarch Fu Yin was a legend of his generation. His true form was a Monarch Blood, a Golden Earthworm. He had participated in the battle of the Heaven Connecting Bone Path ten thousand years ago and had even lost the battle for the throne with Green Emperor. No one would have thought that True Monarch Fu Yin would actually be hiding here.

"I haven't died yet, but I have a major problem with my body, so I sealed myself here." Fu Yin smiled and then became serious. "His Primordial Spirit has already been shattered, so there is only one way to save him now."

"True Monarch, please tell me." Bai Yuhan was delighted.

Fu Yin looked at Hong Zheng and then looked at Bai Yuhan. "Have you heard of the Soul Shattering Scripture and the Great Nirvana Technique?"

Bai Yuhan was stunned and then a complicated expression appeared on her face. "I have heard of it, but can it succeed?"

"Everyone knows that the Soul Shattering Scripture is one of the three great scriptures of this great world, but it is extremely broken. Have you ever seen someone successfully cultivate it before? As for the Great Nirvana Technique, with the blood essence and essence of a Heaven Connecting Great Stage warrior, the structure of the nirvanic rebirth furnace. However, even if he was revived, was he still the same as before? No, even if he is awake, he is no longer Hong Zheng." Bai Yuhan's eyes turned red.

"This is the only chance. Maybe I can give it a try." Fu Yin said.

"If you really want to save him, why didn't you attack him before he was killed?" Bai Yuhan's eyes were vertical and her hair was dancing wildly as she stared at Fu Yin.

Fu Yin still smiled elegantly. "Frankly speaking, I have a problem with myself, so I can't help him in time. I don't know how many people have died in Great Rift Valley all these years, but I have long become numb to it. I didn't want to save him, but when I saw you coming, that's why I appeared."

"If you want to save someone, you have to pay a price. And the price you have to pay is your essence, energy, and spirit. After you use the Grand Nirvana Art, you won't die. But you won't be able to step into this realm. Think about it yourself."

Bai Yuhan lowered her head and looked at Hong Zheng. She rubbed his cheek with both hands." But I only have one day left. "

"No problem. Please follow me." Fu Yin said and pulled the Light Door away.

In other words, Fu Yin could enter and exit the Light Door as he pleased, and enter this prison.

Through the Light Door, one could see a strange world. There were rainbow-colored lights everywhere. It was a vast starry sky, filled with loneliness. Stars were suspended in the sky one after another, emitting bright light in all directions.

"A place where time and space are reversed!" Bai Yuhan widened her eyes.

"Yes, one day in the outside world, ten years in there." Fu Yin turned around, "I am also cultivating the Soul Shattering Scripture, but I did not succeed. I want to find someone to cultivate the ___ as well, so that they can reflect on each other and verify it. "

"I agree." She looked at Hong Zheng who was in her arms and her gaze softened, "As long as he can live, that's good."

"Love is so great. If I was as brave as you back then, she would not have left me."

"She is Fairy Ming Yue, your dao companion? Didn't the legends say that you had an heir? "

"There..." Fu Yin pointed at a fiery red star that was located far away from him. Bai Yuhan still saw the corpse of a Fire Dragon lying on the star. He was incomparably huge, three thousand zhang tall, and his scales were clear. However, his life force had completely dissipated, and his eyes were empty. In fact, there wasn't even a trace of essence left on the dragon corpse.

A sad expression appeared on Fu Yin's face. "He's only 300 years old, but he has already fallen. The Primordial Spirit had disappeared, and he couldn't cultivate the Soul Shattering Scripture even if he wanted to. "

Bai Yuhan was silent. She carried Hong Zheng and followed Fu Yin into the Light Door. She had great confidence that the current Fu Yin was absolutely no match for her. That was why she was fearless.

Furthermore, she knew Fu Yin's character. He was a man of righteousness and was also a man of love.

"Let's do it on this star." Fu Yin brought Bai Yuhan along and descended on the fiery red star.

The Fire Dragon Corpse was lying on the ground with its two horns without any luster. A large part of its body had already split into rocks.

"Eight Desolation Fire Dragon."

"That's right. His mother, Ming Yue, is an Eight Desolation Fire Dragon." Fu Yin looked at the Fire Dragon's corpse dotingly. "This corpse of his will completely disappear in less than three months."

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