A ray of sword light parted the sea of blood and headed straight for the hill.
But a curved rainbow appeared on the hill, which was the light of Bodhi Buddha. It just blocked the sword light. Even if the sword light was activated to the extreme, it could not break through the light of Bodhi Buddha.
Suddenly, a young Taoist walked out of the sea of blood. His extremely long bloody eyebrows almost reached his temples. He was dressed in a blood-stained Taoist robe, but there was no smell of blood. Instead, he gave people a clean and pure feeling, without fear.
As soon as he raised his hand, the sword light returned. He put it into his sleeve, looked at the Buddha light, and said calmly: "See if I can go out today."
Chen Jianmei no longer had the fierce temperament of the past. Only his extremely long blood-red sword eyebrows revealed that he was not easy to mess with. His eyes were gentle and his face was gentle. There was no hint that he was a killing god who had killed countless demons.
"It seems that Almsgiver Chen has made great progress recently, but your current cultivation level alone is not enough to surpass the old monk's Bodhi Buddha Light. It's better not to hurt your kindness." The Buddha's voice was low and he slowly advised.
A blood lotus slowly rose under Chen Jianmei's feet. Under the blood lotus, the waves continued to gather and turned into a towering water column, allowing Chen Jianmei to look straight at the Buddha's light. He said: "I have to go out today. If you stop me again, I will explode this blood lotus and turn all your countless years of hard work into dust."
The ninth-grade blood lotus is steaming thickly at this moment, and there seems to be a thin layer of blood-colored red clouds, faintly visible. Only Rama knows that Chen Jianmei has already refined the blood lotus, and is connected with his mind. As long as he is willing, he can refine the blood lotus. Detonating, although it would be a pity to lose the treasure of heaven and earth, and Chen Jianmei himself would be greatly damaged, but Rama would not be so frightened. The fruits of these countless years would really be reduced to dust.
Rama sighed: "You go."
He is a person with strong character. Once he understands the power, he will not hesitate. After all, Chen Jianmei really dares to detonate the ninth-grade blood lotus.
Chen Jianmei nodded, and with a gust of wind, the blood lotus carried him out of the Shura Sea of Blood. Rama finally looked at the blood lotus with a regretful expression. If the treasure could have been in his hands, he would have been able to do it long ago. Leave the underworld without worries.
It's a pity that even this kind of treasure born from the creation of the universe has to encounter countless catastrophes in the long time. Now, not only has its power declined to the bottom, but after this time, it is difficult to maintain the Tao embryo of the body.
If the true spirit of the blood lotus had not been reincarnated as Chen Jianmei, I am afraid that there would be no trace of this ninth-grade blood lotus in the world.
The blood lotus carried Chen Jianmei across the vast southern border, across mountains and rivers, and the strong wind blowing by his ears blew Chen Jianmei's hair. He felt calmer than ever before.
Chen Jianmei flew across the sky at an astonishing speed. In the sky, he could only see the blood-colored rainbow traveling around the sky. He did not know where it came from or where it was going. Among the living beings in the underworld, they could only see the blood-colored rainbow passing through the sun.
It didn't take long for Chen Jianmei to arrive outside Chaoge City. The battle had already passed for a while. Countless fleets in Chaoge City flew out from the city, carrying waves of Qi practitioners and Yin Shang people away from this shocking world. around the war.
Even so, half of Chaoge City has been reduced to ashes, and it is unknown how many living beings among them will not have time to leave in the future and will be reduced to flying ashes.
Chen Jianmei could even feel waves of dazed death emanating from him, impacting his pure Taoist heart.
He was neither melancholy, nor emotional, nor indifferent.
He even ignored the battle besieging Lord Lu Ya, and Tianyi also discovered Chen Jianmei over there.
He was uneasy, wondering how this man could escape from the sea of blood.
Chen Jianmei didn't even look at Tian Yi, but just turned to Shen Lian at the center of the life and death mill and said, "Junior brother, can you still hold on?"
Shen Lian was fighting desperately against the power of the millstone of life and death. Hearing Chen Jianmei's call, he managed to channel some of his thoughts across time and space and said: "I'm still fine. If you had come a little later, senior brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive." alright."
Chen Jianmei said: "This joke is not funny."
If Shen Lian still had energy, he would probably laugh.
At this time, Chen Jianmei burst out with a shocking sword intent. After a moment of preparation, a sword light that was no less inferior to the sword light of King Xia appeared. It was as vague and unpredictable as the heavenly sword, and as clever as the tail of a divine dragon.
He slashed directly at the life and death millstone, but the power of the life and death millstone to connect to the book of life and death was endless. With one rotation, all the sword light was consumed, and there was no way for Shen Lian to escape.
From the fierce battle, Lu Ya took some time out and said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to waste your efforts. In today's world, only I have the ability to break open the millstone of life and death. If you want to save your junior brother, kill Tian Yi first." Come on, work with me to deal with these clowns together, and I will rescue Shen Lian by then. Don’t hesitate. If it’s a little later, I’m afraid Shen Lian won’t be able to withstand it anymore.”
Tianyi said: "Master Lu Ya, if you escape today, you will naturally not let us go, but you will not let us go, but you will not let us go, either. After all, his ninth-grade blood lotus will be of great use to you." benefit."
Lu Ya laughed loudly, and the Buddha's palm of the Great Sun Tathagata's body once again burst out with unparalleled palm power, intending to destroy the true water of Taiyin and the pure immortal light in one fell swoop.
"Senior Brother, Tian Yi is right. The worst outcome is that I give up this power and start over. You should go back to the Shura Sea of Blood. No one will be able to do anything to you there. We will see each other again. Opportunity." Shen Lian was under increasing pressure at this time. The reason why this happened was because Chen Jianmei's sword light just now induced more power of the Book of Life and Death to be injected into the Millstone of Life and Death.
Chen Jianmei said lightly: "Junior brother, I practice the invisible sword in the world of the world, and I practice the inanimate sword in the underworld. You think it's very good, but you don't know that my real swordsmanship is neither the invisible sword nor the inanimate sword, but ' "Selfless Sword, let me use this 'Selfless Sword' to cut a way back to the sect for you today, and let these people open their eyes to what a 'sword' is."
He entered the sect since he was a child. He spent three years in trance, ten years into enlightenment, and forty years to sharpen his sword. Since he killed a mountain of monsters in the Western Wilderness, he established the concept of killing, and killed countless creatures and demons. Chen Jianmei had a clear conscience. Now it was time to kill himself as well. There is no one but no self. That is what is called a killing sword.
Thoughts were like flying snow, cold and ruthless, reflected in Chen Jianmei's heart.
In the end all the memories emerged in his mind without disturbing his peace. The loneliness of forty years sharpening the sword, the proud roar across the Western Wilderness, and the killing in the sea of blood of Shura were not as clear as the image of the old man in his heart.
Having reached this point, he is not grateful for his persistence in swordsmanship, nor is he grateful to his opponents. He is only grateful to the old man, who finally allowed him, a ruthless person by nature, to live a little more humanely.
Now after Wu-Self Sword, he wonders if even this bit of humanity has to be eliminated. He is a little reluctant to give up, and he is even more determined after he is reluctant to give up.