77 If I have to die, I will die with you

"Let him do whatever he wants?"

After hearing these four words, Xue Wuxi's emotions suddenly became like an avalanche, and it was out of control.

"Master, can you have some backbone!!!"

It was the first time that Ji Chen heard Xue Wuxi get so angry with him. The blizzard in his eyes was quite calm, but the more so, the more he couldn't hide the waves behind it.

"I will not hand you over to him again, even if... I have to risk my life!"

Facing such an angry Xue Wuxi, Ji Chen was much calmer than him.

Xue Wuxi was also much taller than him, and he could only look up to look at the other person at eye level.

After their eyes met, Ji Chen smiled helplessly: "But, you are risking everyone's life by doing this."

"You don't care about your life, but what about theirs?"

"Then cancel the competition and let them all go back." Xue Wuxi said decisively.

"So, you have to set up this formation?"

"Yes!" Xue Wuxi still insisted: "This is the only chance to kill him. I originally wanted to wait for the six sects to recuperate for a while, but now it seems that it will be a long night and a dream."

"Then if these 71 elders and heads die, have you ever thought that even if the remaining people escape to the ends of the earth, they will no longer have a place to stay. Ghost Eye will still catch them one by one and torture them to death." "I

know... but I can't care so much."

Since Xue Wuxi has made up his mind, Ji Chen can't persuade him anymore.

Knowing that it is a moth flying into the fire, at least he will die standing.

While Ji Chen was silent, Xue Wuxi suddenly hugged him unexpectedly.

He looked at her in surprise, with deep affection in his eyes.

Xue Wuxi's hair fell in front of her forehead, casting a fragmented silhouette on her face.

With long silver-white hair hanging down to her collarbone, Xue Wuxi buried her head in Ji Chen's neck and whispered softly in his ear: "I said before, if I can't protect the people of the world, I will blame myself. But if I can't protect you... I will go crazy."

"My parents died when I was young, and I wandered everywhere. When I was fifteen, you brought me back to Qifeng Cliff, gave me a home, and raised me for more than twenty years."

"I remember that every time on my birthday, you would make longevity noodles for me. I will never forget that taste in my life..."

"Master, I have lost you for five hundred years. I really can't lose you again..."

Ji Chen looked at Xue Wuxi with a complicated look, that gripping face, full of sadness and emotion.

What could he do? He could only sigh inwardly and push Xue Wuxi away.

Fortunately, the soundproof barrier not only blocks sound, but also has the effect of "single-sided glass".

Otherwise, if those people outside saw Xue Wuxi being so emotional while hugging a disciple of his own sect, his dignity as the head of the Wuji Sect would definitely be gone.

Although he pushed Xue Wuxi away, Ji Chen told him solemnly: "Then do as you say, I will not give in to him. If I have to die, I will die with you."

Xue Wuxi said word by word: "I will not let you die."

After saying this, Xue Wuxi turned off the surrounding soundproof barriers.

Ji Chen thought he was going to say something to others, but he didn't say anything, but just summoned "Shuanghua".

Then he held the sword, walked around Ji Chen in front of him, and walked out of the hall.

Ji Chen knew that he would definitely not go directly to fight with Guitong.

But still worried, he chased out of the inner hall.

But as soon as he chased out, he found that Xue Wuxi was gone.

I thought it must be Yu Jian who left.

Considering Xue Wuxi's cultivation in the late stage of the tribulation, Yu Jian's speed was very fast, so it was normal for

him to disappear in the blink of an eye. But where would he go?

Could it be...

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Xue Wuxi Yu Jian went to the top of Suixing Mountain.

There is a large open space on the top of the mountain. In the center of the open space is an ascension platform surrounded by spiritual light.

It stands on a desolate stone formation, composed of black rocks and sky-blue crystals.

The formation is circular, with a huge crystal ball in the center, and the crystal ball is shining with a faint blue light.

There were stone pillars with patterns crisscrossing the platform, engraved with mysterious runes, emitting a faint halo.

Xue Wuxi walked onto the platform and entered the formation.

The ascension platform was inspired by the spiritual power emitted by Xue Wuxi. At first, only some faint lights flickered, but soon these lights became brighter and stronger.

Those lights spread rapidly like ignited flames, interweaving and merging with each other.

Xue Wuxi stood quietly on the ascension platform like a sculpture, with his eyes closed and his face as calm as water, as if he had been isolated from the whole world.

The slender and tall figure was motionless in the breeze.

However, the silver hair was blown up by the spiritual power under his feet, flying up and down.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xue Wuxi heard the sound of thunder above his head.

The sky, which was originally gloomy due to the continuous rain, was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

It was as if it had entered night.

Above the dark clouds, the thunder was ready to move.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden lightning broke through the sky and struck the ascension platform directly.

Just when the golden lightning was about to hit Xue Wuxi, he swung the "Frost Flower" in his hand upwards and cut off the lightning.

More golden lightning fell one after another, attacking him like a dancing silver snake.

Xue Wuxi dodged the attack with a flash, and at the same time, the swordsmanship in his hand was displayed like a hurricane, and a fierce confrontation with the golden lightning began.

He understood that this was a test of the heavenly thunder tribulation.

The last time he ascended, he was defeated by the golden thunder from the heaven.

It was because he had mixed thoughts in his mind.

Although he still has mixed thoughts now,

he is no longer confused and hesitant this time.

In addition to the distracting thoughts in his mind, he also had more faith - it was for that person.

The golden thunder continued to hit his body.

The power did not decrease at all, and it bombarded the ascension platform more and more violently.

The rain poured down!

Xue Wuxi's clothes rustled in the storm.

Lightning and thunder roared, and the voice of Tiandao mixed with the sound of golden thunder suddenly appeared in Xue Wuxi's ears.

"You mortals with impure six senses also want to ascend to immortality!"

Xue Wuxi replied coldly: "What if the six senses are impure! Born as a human, how can you completely abandon the seven emotions and six desires!"

"Then you are not worthy of being listed in the immortal list!" As soon as

Tiandao finished speaking, a golden thunder that was even stronger than the previous one struck down.

Xue Wuxi had no way to avoid it!

He was struck by the golden thunder!

"Ugh!"

The severe pain made Xue Wuxi gasp for air, and blood gushed out of his mouth instantly.

But he endured the pain, raised "Shuanghua", and swung the sword into the air with all his strength.

The sword and thunder collided in the air, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

Xue Wuxi was shocked and took a few steps back, but he still held the hilt tightly, half-knelt on the ground, and stabilized his body.

He lowered his head, and all his seven orifices were bleeding.

It seems that the golden thunder shattered all his internal organs.

He vomited blood more frequently, and large mouthfuls of blood fell on the surface of the ascension platform. Even the dark blue crystal above his head was dyed red by the blood.

Xue Wuxi held the sword with both hands, his body shaking uncontrollably, like a withered flower bent by the heavy rain.

The voice of heaven rang in his ears again: "Give up, mortal. If you don't let go of the obsession in your heart, you will not be able to ascend."

"I will never give up!"

Xue Wuxi's eyes were extremely determined. With blood and rain all over his face, he raised his head with great difficulty.

His messy silver hair was also soaked by blood and rain, sticking to his expressionless face.

He supported his already shattered body, and slowly stood up again at an extremely slow speed!

At the same time, his whole body suddenly shone with a layer of light silver aura.

Soon, the silver light gathered into a huge cocoon, tightly wrapping Xue Wuxi inside.

Strange runes and patterns flowed on the surface of the cocoon, gradually healing all the pains on Xue Wuxi's body.

Xue Wuxi's face was calm in the cocoon, as if he had entered a state of selflessness.

His body gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely in the cocoon.

After a while, the cocoon broke, and a dazzling silver beam of light rushed straight into the sky.

Above the vast sky, dark clouds were pressing down, and heavy rain was coming. Countless rampant golden thunders were all pierced by this silver beam of light!

The whole sky was shaken.

All that was heard was a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, even more deafening than before.

It seemed as if it was going to shake out all the souls in the world.

In an instant, countless lightning fragments burst out in all directions, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky, but soon disappeared without a trace. At

that moment, the voice of the heaven, which was originally high and majestic, now seemed to be endowed with human emotions and trembled violently.

"This is————"

"How is it possible!!!!"