Qin Mieqin's sacrifice did not make Li Chengfeng feel as sad and sad as the sacrifices of Tianjun and Sha Daguo, but his sacrifice gave Li Chengfeng the greatest shock and shock.
Tianjun and Su You have a very good relationship. The two are inseparable and as close as brothers. This is seen by all the disciples of the Cangjian Pavilion. The silly big man has a straightforward and loyal personality, a strong sense of justice and a spirit of sacrifice. If anyone is there, If you are willing to stand up at the most critical moment, everyone will think of the stupid guy: because everyone thinks he is stupid to the point of stupidity.
But Qin Mieqin was different. Everyone thought this person was cold and almost heartless. How could such a person come forward
Therefore, when Qin Mieqin stepped forward and died as a martyr, Li Chengfeng felt extremely shocked.
At this moment, the light ignited by Qin Mieqin with his own life was like a sharp sword slashing into the depths of Li Chengfeng's soul. He deeply felt what the senior brothers in the Hidden Sword Pavilion desperately insisted on, what they desperately maintained. Spirit, their belief in proving the Tao with their own lives.
At this moment, Hidden Sword Pavilion seemed to come alive in Li Chengfeng's heart, like a towering tree that towered over the sky, deeply rooted in Li Chengfeng's heart.
A gust of wind blew, and Li Chengfeng felt his cheeks were cold. He subconsciously wiped his face with his hands, but there were cold tears. When he wiped them again, his vision was blurred, and the tears kept falling like rain.
Not only Li Chengfeng, but everyone here had no feelings for Qin Mieqin, but everyone was crying and crying. They didn't know whether they were sad for Qin Mieqin's sacrifice or for Qin Mieqin's sacrifice. I was moved by this act of demonstrating the Tao with my own life.
Su Yuehan held Li Chengfeng's arm tightly and took a breath. She whispered: "Go quickly, he is not dead, don't let their sacrifice be in vain!"
"What?" Li Chengfeng was extremely shocked. "Can't this kill Xi Mengcai?"
Su Yuehan gave a bitter and difficult smile: "Have you forgotten? Ximeng is the one who cannot be killed! I didn't understand before, but now I finally understand... He, like Zhou Ling, is the demon king selected by the Nine Nether King. The power comes from the Nine Hells, and Zhou Ling's power comes from the hatred condensed in the Nine Hells. As long as there is hatred in this world, as long as the fire of hatred is burning in her heart, she can be reborn again and again."
Li Chengfeng was frightened when he heard this: "Then where does this Xi Mengcai's power come from?"
Su Yuehan whispered: "If I'm not wrong, Xi Mengcai's power comes from the power of the unjust souls of the Nine Hells. As long as there are unjust dead souls between heaven and earth, he can be reborn indefinitely in the Nine Hells."
Li Chengfeng took a deep breath of air-conditioning. No wonder Xi Mengcai came back to life two years later after being killed by Zheng Jinghong and others.
Li Chengfeng subconsciously looked at Su Yuehan. He vaguely guessed something and wanted to ask Su Yuehan: Then where does your power come from
But Li Chengfeng didn't ask. He carried Su Yuehan on his back, suppressed his desire, turned to everyone and shouted: "Everyone, run quickly, don't let their sacrifices be in vain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone once again heard the tinkling of copper bells in the deep dark night, like a lingering ghost, which shocked everyone's heart. They wiped away the tears in their eyes and gritted their teeth. Turn around and prepare to run away again.
Li Chengfeng mobilized the power of the immortal essence and once again wanted to help everyone escape. However, as soon as Li Chengfeng mobilized the immortal power, he was shocked to find that because the corpse monster flesh puppet was shattered, the pieces of meat scattered everywhere caused the ground under their feet to collapse. It began to turn black and soft quickly, and there was a stench all around, as if the ground they were stepping on had turned into a dung field.
What's even more frightening is that the flowers, plants and trees controlled by Li Chengfeng also rotted quickly. The flowers and plants rotted into mud, and the tree vines rotted to the point of withering and dryness.
They wanted to escape, but it was like being stuck in a muddy swamp, making it difficult to get out and move.
They had been running all the way, and even when Li Chengfeng tried to escape, they were overtaken by Xi Mengcai again and again. Now they were stuck in the quagmire. If they could still escape, even a fool would not believe it.
Ouyang Nan laughed miserably and said, "You can't escape, so fight him!"
Li Chengfeng broke out in cold sweat, and he fell into complete despair at this moment.
Because Xi Mengcai's move directly hit Li Chengfeng's biggest weakness right now!
As long as the flowers, plants and trees that Li Chengfeng can control are cut off, Li Chengfeng's greatest reliance will be cut off and his most important combat effectiveness will be eliminated.
Could it be that Li Chengfeng couldn't fight this Xi Mengcai up close? Or, does he have any other magic weapon that can defeat Xi Mengcai
Everyone else also fell into despair. Qin Mieqin was undoubtedly the monk with the highest level of cultivation here. He used such an amazing sword, but he had no choice but to kill Xi Mengcai, but only crushed Xi Mengcai's corpse monster. The flesh puppet, Xi Mengcai’s ghost is still lingering at this time, and he is back, what will they do
When everyone was panicking and despairing, they saw Xi Mengcai's figure reappearing in the dark night. He was still wearing this floor-length red robe, and his huge sleeves were dragging on the ground, meandering and rolling, like a rolling ball. In the river of blood, he opened his hands, revealing his skeletal body in his sleeves and robes, and his ribs still flowing with blood were spread out, as if he were opening his arms to Li Chengfeng and everyone else.
Xi Mengcai grinned, and his two blood-red eyes stared straight in one direction: Su Yuehan's direction.
Xi Mengcai's voice was full of deep resentment and resentment, like a sharp blade scraping against everyone's bones, sharp and painful: "I am the Demon King! Only I! I am the Demon King!!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they didn't think much about it because Xi Mengcai's figure came closer and closer to them step by step.
Ouyang Nan took a deep breath. He knew that it was time for him to step forward at this moment. But just when he threw Han Tianxing on his back to the ground, pulled out his long sword, and prepared to reverse the movement of his true energy, he suddenly felt A strong hot air rushed behind him.
Ouyang Nan's years of fighting consciousness made him subconsciously duck to the side, and then a burning chain rushed towards Xi Mengcai like a wild python. It hit Xi Mengcai in just an instant, and then wrapped around him like a python, and wrapped it around him. One of his skinny arms was tightly wrapped.
Before everyone could react, they saw four more chains swinging from behind them, like burning snakes, tightly wrapping around Xi Mengcai's neck and other limbs.
Xi Mengcai was tightly locked by the chain, but he didn't struggle. He just grinned and looked in front of him, his eyes still staring straight at Su Yuehan, as if she was the only one who was his target.
At this time, everyone looked back in surprise, only to see five figures wearing dark red armor coming from behind on horseback. When they ran thirty or forty meters in front of them, these five people jumped up on the horse, like a giant. fell in front of them.
As soon as the five people landed, frost formed under their feet, paving the ground firmly. The leader wore a red helmet and red light armor, with a fiery red cloak flying behind him. He held the burning fire in his hand with one hand. Chain, the halberd finger of the other hand pointed at Xi Mengcai, and shouted sternly: "How dare you run wild in this important land of the sacred capital!"