Facing the pressure of the sky and the sea, Chang Ming could clearly feel the shroud of death coming over him more than ever.
He knew that he was running out of energy, and that he had no ability to recover, but he completely relaxed. His consciousness entered an indescribable and mysterious realm, separated from his body, and floated above his body. He watched the opponent's offensive advance inch by inch. At a speed visible to the naked eye, his body can't escape, but his consciousness can easily see through the other party's intentions—
The son not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to completely destroy his consciousness, so that his soul would be dissipated, and he would never be able to turn over.
Chang Ming clearly knew this, but his severely injured body couldn't keep up with the reaction of his consciousness, and the end was almost predictable.
He had no sorrow or joy, and was almost witnessing this happening from the perspective of a bystander.
Looking back on my life, except for Yun Weisi, there is nothing I can't put down.
Just like all things in the world, all endings must be endless chaos.
Always come, go wherever, Da Luo Jinxian, merchants and pawns, are all like this.
The so-called ascension to immortality is just a breakthrough from one realm to another, which is immortality, which is also relative.
Canghai has been changed for thousands of years, but Yu Xuanhuang's good fortune is only a flick of a finger.
The monks work hard and get longer lifespans than ordinary people, but many people establish sects to fight for power and profits, and their various desires are actually the same as ordinary people, but in a different way. It is the same, but it is more straightforward and bloody, and it is easy to lose life.
If so, what is the point of practice
The mystery of the sky is vast and there is nowhere to be found, and even extraordinary people like him and Luomei are still inexplicable throughout their lives.
Killing, cherishing life, reincarnation, reciprocation, monks and mortals, everyone is like an ant, trapped in a circle without knowing it, but never able to leave.
What if soaring is not the ultimate pursuit
At that moment, the sea of consciousness was chaotic and complicated, but such a thought suddenly appeared.
The enemy, the vortex of spiritual power, the crisis of death, the violent snowstorm, together with the painting fan, A Rong, the surrounding houses receded like a tide, and there was only one person left between heaven and earth.
He stands in the void, with his head up to the sky, his feet low, as if he were in the ancient chaos, there is no way to go before, no way to retreat, and he is in danger. No worries, he has no fear in his heart. When he closes his eyes, chaos can also emerge in his heart. The clouds in the vicinity and the water droplets in the distance are clear in the ears and in the heart.
There is a clear breeze in all directions, the sky is lonely, the sky is shaking, the Big Dipper is on the top, the moon rises in the blue sky, and the clouds are horizontal.
The Taoist sect speaks of tranquility and inaction, inaction means nothing, and I am everything.
Buddhism says that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mind is like a bright mirror. If the mind does not move, all things will not move.
In the final analysis, if there is me, there is no self, and I am all things, which is the Buddha way. Heaven, earth, and yellow are me, the universe is me, the sun and the moon are me, the mountains and seas are me, I can fill the chaos, I can roam about the corn, the stars shine on the gods, and all laws return to the ancestors.
Jiufang Changming took a step forward.
It was this step that made his eyes suddenly brighten!
He hadn't been so rude for many years, but at this time, Jiufang Changming's expression was astonished, and his eyes widened slightly.
And what was reflected in his eyes was a splendid scene that no cultivator had ever seen since ancient times.
For the young master, Jiufang Changming's stunned moment was only for a moment.
Deng Leng exposes flaws, thereby revealing fatal flaws.
Even just a short moment is enough!
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and with his determination to win, he pushed all the spiritual power to the unresponsive Jiufang Changming.
Although he did not know where this person came from or what his background was, he subconsciously regarded Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi as threats and variables. Everything in his plan went smoothly, and Hongluo Town was only a trivial part. , it could even be called irrelevant, he would never allow all his efforts to be ruined by sudden variables!
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual force was approaching the other side's door, and Jiufang Changming was about to be killed—
A black dog suddenly jumped out!
It just flew up and stood in front of Jiufang Changming, blocking the most fatal blow for him.
Both the dog and the person were lifted up by the huge spiritual power and flew backwards!
The dog only felt severe pain all over his body, as if his bones were broken, and his flesh and blood were separated.
He has never felt that life is better than death as he is now, even when he was in Wanlian Buddha Land, when he was chained through his bones and used as a bait to lure Jiufang Changming to rescue him, he never felt so painful.
This kind of pain is like the soul being torn from the body alive, and then there is an invisible hand tearing the soul apart and crushing it.
He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, there seemed to be a person who also cried bitterly in front of him, saying that he was in great pain and that he just wanted to die quickly and beg him to fulfill him.
Who is that
Zhou Ke couldn't remember it anymore. The face of the man was very vague, and he couldn't remember the origin of his name, but he could clearly remember the other person's voice, the pain and wailing, and every word he cried blood, which was exactly the same as he is now. That person... was caught by him and used as a furnace for practicing magic arts. At that time, he went into the devil's way, and every once in a while, he needed to suck human blood, use the soul as a medicinal pill, relieve pain, and improve his cultivation. Attached to the small sect of the Bloodline Sect, in order not to be wiped out by the Bloodline Sect, he had to reluctantly sacrifice his own disciples, because Zhou Ke looked down on ordinary people, he was even very picky, and asked the other party to offer his good looks and spiritual roots. Outstanding disciple. Such monks are tantamount to being the best in those small sects, and they are the hope for their future rise. Some who refuse to obey will be destroyed by Zhou Ke, and in the end, the entire sect's life cannot be preserved, so that later on A sect like Qixianmen heard Xu Jingxian asking them to sacrifice Liu Xiyu. Although Zhang Qin hated it in every possible way, he finally chose to compromise.
It's antecedents, and its consequences.
Zhou Ke never believed in retribution. He didn't listen to Jiufang Changming's warnings and insisted on cultivating the magic power to the end. During the period, how many people turned into flesh for his cultivation, even he himself can't remember, but now, those The voices of people's dying pleadings became clearer one by one.
Not only did he lose his qualifications as a human being and was forced to live in a dog, the cultivation base that was piled up with flesh and blood also passed away like running water, disappearing cleanly, and now even the method of death is exactly the same as those people.
Is this retribution
Zhou Ke could think in a trance, he saw with his own eyes the dog he had lived in for a long time was oppressed by a huge spiritual force, and its flesh was torn apart. do.
It was painful to the extreme, but his sanity still existed. Every moment he wanted to die immediately and be freed, but he couldn't help himself, and he was still suffering.
It was scorching hot, to a certain extent, he didn't feel any pain, he even felt warm.
He felt himself being grasped by a palm, gently closing.
The warmth is more obvious.
The pain is disappearing.
Yes, Jiufang Changming
Is it Jiufang Changming? !
Zhou can think that the other party is doomed, even if he resists, Jiufang Changming will die with him this time.
Die or die, he has lived enough, every day in a dog's body, he can't even speak, can only bark, and be ridiculed by Yun Weisi, he has long been tired of it.
But, why didn't Jiufang Changming die
Not only did he not die, he could even feel a powerful force surrounding his body, causing his pain to disappear and even recovering a little bit.
He heard Jiufang Changming's voice.
Weak, but brisk, relieved.
"Thank you."
thank who? Zhou Ke frowned.
"If it weren't for you being aggressive, I wouldn't be able to have an epiphany."
He understood now that Jiufang Changming was thanking the person on the opposite side.
It's unbelievable, Young Master, that someone is still alive under such an offensive
Even the dog is dead, so why is he still there
"Who the hell are you?" He narrowed his eyes, as if facing an enemy.
Young Master will never ask a question repeatedly. If the other party does not answer, he has some way to ask the answer.
But now, the other party's almost unpredictable ability has caused him to have uncertain doubts for the first time.
"Nine Fang Changming."
The name is special enough, but unfortunately the son has never heard of it.
The other party seemed to see his doubts.
"Of course you haven't heard of it, and no one in the world has heard of it. But the reason why I stand here has a great relationship with you."
"Why."
"Because I'm here to kill you."
The killing word fell, and the other party had already jumped into the air!
The sword light is like the rays of the sun and the moon, dazzling, extremely magnificent, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent!
As fast as lightning, shoot at the son!
The young master had been prepared for a long time, and when the sword light suddenly appeared, he had already jumped up and flew.
The two powerful spiritual powers meet, like the east-west hurricane facing each other, and they can't stand each other.
A more violent cyclone erupted around the two of them, destroying everything around them. A Rong had already been blown two or three miles away by the gust of wind. At this moment, he still felt the yellow sand rolled in hail and shot down like a sharp arrow, shooting through the earth wall of the house. , After the broken wall collapsed, the whole house quickly collapsed, pressing A Rong below.
The sky and the earth are discolored, and the sun and the moon have no light.
The originally gloomy sky was filled with purple light, and at the center of the fight between the two, the clouds swirled violently, firmly sucking the purple light, and even the tumbling clouds nearby were dyed purple and red, eerie and fantastic.
The entire Hongluo Town was shrouded in the strong wind, and was affected by the fight between Jiufang Changming and the young master. Many people did not understand what happened. Those who had good things ran out to see, and they were immediately swept up to the sky, and the rest had to be locked tightly. door, hiding at home and praying silently that this disaster will pass as soon as possible.
No one knew what happened. It was considered a natural phenomenon, and the gods were furious. Only Zhou Ke, who was in the center of the storm, knew what he was facing.
The man opposite is extremely powerful, and he is a rare cultivator in the world. His cultivation level may have far surpassed that of the great master, but he has been keeping a low profile on weekdays and never showed it until the appearance of Jiufang Changming forced his true strength to come out!
Not only that, but a steady stream of demonic energy leaked out of him, surging and never drying up. Even if Zhou Ke had only his soul at the moment, he could still feel the pressure like a mountain topping down, suppressing him to the point where he could barely breathe. Leave an instinct to beg for mercy.
He is still like this, and the pressure on Jiufang Changming will only get worse.
Zhou Ke could vaguely feel that at that moment, Jiufang Changming had an epiphany, and his ability and momentum had been greatly improved, but Zhou Ke did not think that this kind of improvement could defeat the guy on the opposite side. This person is really too strong. With the power of humans and demons, and the combination of magic and cultivation, even if the truly sealed demon on Wanshen Mountain is born, I am afraid that it will not be able to match him.
In comparison, even if Jiufang Changming broke through, there should still be a gap.
Just like one person is about to reach the top of the mountain, and another person is already standing on the top of the mountain, even if the difference is not far, there is still an essential difference.
Sure enough, just as Zhou could expect, Changming's breath was significantly weakened, although it was not obvious, but one increased and the other increased, and the other party's spiritual power immediately increased!
The purple light is faintly showing signs of turning black, and the storm caused by spiritual power is spreading to Hongluo Town.
This is very similar to the scene when the world was destroyed more than a hundred years later.
The hood had long been blown off by the strong wind, and the young man in the whirlpool finally revealed his true colors.
His complexion is pale, his eyes are red, and his body is amazing, but he is no longer like a mortal, nor an immortal, but more like a legendary monster with a ferocious face.
Is this the reason why he had to take Jiang Li away
Changming frowned slightly.
He has indeed realized the ethereal realm just now, and the mystery is unspeakable. Luomei may not be able to reach it in his entire life, but his body cannot support such a powerful force. Fox poison is still interfering with his consciousness at this moment, and the pain is transmitted by the body. To the Sea of Consciousness, wave after wave, he was unable to exert his power nine times out of ten.
The other party obviously discovered this, and the black and purple light suddenly enveloped.
At the central point where the two forces converged, the storm was generally still, but Chang Ming only felt a stronger pressure. No matter how much spiritual power he used, the other party could absorb it all. If it was like this, he would not be able to hold on for long.
In the darkness, a voice sounded.
"I am coming."
It is Yun Weisi.
Chang Ming was slightly shocked.
The next moment, his hand was held, and the other party's spiritual power was transmitted, even covering the pain of the fox poison attack.
The burning pain is disappearing little by little, while the enchantment in front of him is strengthening little by little.
Is Yun Weisi absorbing his fox poison? !
To be precise, it is sharing the fox poison.
Purple and black rays of light poured in, and the sword light of the Changming Sword also rose instantly!
However, the coercion on the opposite side suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, no armor was left, and it was clean.