In the past, he read through the ancient books and learned that the bones of Emperor Jiang were in the small world of Shahong left by the old ancestor Luye. He calculated that he could get the seal of the wind and thunder wings, so he allowed Gu Qingmei to enter the world to explore. At that time, he only knew that there was a strong enemy in the world, but he didn't know who it was. It was not until he heard that the new female disciple of Yashan had the seal of the wind and thunder wings that he knew the identity of the person who opposed him in the world.
But by now, this seal is no longer important.
No matter for him or Jianchou, after their cultivation reached the level where they could call out "great power", the power of Dijiang Fenglei Wings was really lacking.
After Xie Buchen destroyed the seal, he had no intention of taking action.
Jianchou and he had always been suspicious of each other in the past, whether it was the years on earth or the ups and downs in the cultivation world, and at the same time they were constantly getting familiar with each other's changes.
The strongest enemy, the deepest understanding.
After hearing this, her eyes flickered slightly, but she remained silent, just like when she heard Xie Buchen say that she was "too concerned to be confused". She only asked, "Fellow Daoist Xie seems to want to give me some advice?"
Xie Buchen simply lowered his eyes, his voice calm, "If you are ruthless, you have no weaknesses. If you are affectionate, you will be constrained. Daoist Jianchou, I'm afraid you will have to be careful about everything from now on."
It actually sounded like some kind of advice.
Is this his most personal experience
It can be seen that sorrow is not him after all.
She did not respond to Xie Buchen, but just looked back at this moment. During the fight that was not very long, Kunwu's gang had bypassed the space crack barrier she set up and chased after her in a mighty force.
Wang Que, Wu Duan and others were all present.
Seeing from afar Jianchou and Xie Buchen confronting each other across the huge tiankeng, everyone became alert.
King Wei glanced at the wound on Jianchou's back and frowned slightly.
All the Kunwu disciples naturally fell into the hands of Xie Buchen.
Before anyone else could speak, Wu Duan, the White Bone Dragon Sword, had already thought of their old acquaintance, and advised her, "Sister Jianchou, we are here on orders. If you insist on stopping us, I'm afraid that the relationship between our Kunwu and Yashan sects will be damaged..."
"Is there any harmony between the two gates of Kunwu and Yashan?"
Although she could see that Wu Duan was unwilling to raise his sword against her, she stood on Fu Chaosheng's side this time no matter what, and she really could not agree with what Zhenren Hengxu did.
"Don't care about life or death, just do it."
At this point, there is no way to resolve the situation peacefully.
Wu Duan wanted to persuade him, but Jian Chou didn't look like he could be persuaded. With the White Bone Dragon Sword in his hand, he found it difficult to pull it out for the first time.
In fact, Master Hengxu's actions were also beyond their expectations.
But it is hard to disobey the master's orders, and there is indeed something strange about Fu Chaosheng...
Although everyone knew that the person in front of them was the eldest sister from Yashan, she had almost declared war on Zhenren Hengxu and Kunwu in Bafang City. Now that things had come to this, it would be unreasonable not to take action.
So all you could hear was the sound of swords being drawn!
These half of Kunwu disciples were about to prepare to form a sword formation again. After all, with the cultivation level of any one of them, they were not able to resist Jianchou.
But at this moment, a loud thunder suddenly came from the sky!
“Crack!”
The scarlet lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, rushing into the ground from the top of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, heading straight towards the Kunwu people!
It turned out to be a thunder signal!
Now that the war in the Yin and Yang world is over, no matter how the internal struggle is, the Nineteen Continents have grasped the overall situation, and methods like Fenglei Zhixin can be used in this world.
But I have only seen blue and white thunder signals, where has I ever seen red
Jianchou was unable to reveal the depth of Lei Xin, but when the Kunwu people saw Lei Xin, they were horrified!
Wang's brows suddenly furrowed even deeper. He raised his hand, gathered the red lightning between his five fingers, and focused his attention on it.
A look of shock and anger suddenly appeared on his face.
There was even a hint of disbelief in his expression!
"how?"
Chi Lei's letter was a summons for Kunwu in a critical moment. Wu Duan knew it clearly. Seeing Wang Que's expression after reading the letter, he became anxious.
Wang's voice was a little hoarse, and for some reason, he looked at Jianchou deeply and replied, "Something happened..."
Even Jianchou was not expecting this sudden change.
Something happened
She couldn't help but turn to look at Xie Buchen.
It seemed that Xie Buchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and his brows frowned, and he seemed a little surprised. But somehow, Jianchou felt that he didn't have any emotion in his heart, as if he had known this would happen.
All Kunwu disciples were suddenly horrified.
Wang did not say clearly what had happened, but the situation was clearly not good.
He knew that there was some grudge between Xie Buchen and Jianchou, so he turned around and wanted to say something to Xie Buchen.
But unexpectedly, Xie Buchen spoke before he did, as if he knew what he was going to say, and said: "Since Shao Ji has already escaped, it is not a bad idea to release Fu Chaosheng. The most important thing is Kunwu. I have discussed with Daoist Jianchou, and we have come to an end. I will return to the mountain gate with my fellow brothers as soon as possible."
Wang suppressed his words, but he just felt that this Junior Brother Xie was not simple-minded after all. Although he couldn't tell exactly what it was, there was always a hint of something wrong.
However, now is not the time to delve into it.
He ordered everyone to put away their swords and retreat, and evacuated the seventh level of hell, which they had just arrived at a moment ago, at a faster speed than when they came!
One after another, sword lights were cast towards the crack on the top of the sky.
Xie Buchen did not stay for long. He just glanced at Jianchou and then flew away on the clouds.
Instead, Wang Que stayed for a while longer.
Jianchou frowned deeply. She thought Wang wanted to say something to her, but he said nothing in the end. He turned around and caught up with his fellow Kunwu disciples in front of him with a resolute look. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared among the misty clouds.
What exactly happened
It was clear that Zhenren Hengxu would rather kill Fu Chaosheng by mistake than let him go. Now a bolt of lightning came suddenly and called away this group of Kunwu disciples, which really made her feel a little suspicious.
The injuries on his body have healed.
From the beginning to the end, only one Dao Seal was lost.
Jianchou recalled Xie Buchen's strange ruler and felt a deep fear. Even if she was distracted and not paying attention, she shouldn't have been tricked by a returning cultivator. In the final analysis, even the Dao seal was peeled off, which meant that there was something strange about this ruler.
She could figure out where the Jiuyi Ding came from, but this ruler left her completely clueless.
But now was not the time to think about it, she just kept the doubt in mind for the time being, thinking that she and Xie Buchen were old enemies with a long way to go, so there was no need to rush.
Her cultivation level is higher than hers, so it would be easy for her to find an opportunity to kill him.
The most important person at the moment is Fu Chaosheng.
After making sure that Kunwu and his men had left, Jianchou went down the sinkhole without hesitation. The huge fracture was like a cliff. She walked close to the cliff. She only vaguely remembered that the nine-headed bird had captured her during the fight for the cauldron, and it was nearby.
There should be a space that was originally extremely secret.
Half a minute later, I really saw it.
It looked like a hollow cave in the rock, but in fact it was not very big, and was just deeper at the bottom of the cenote. But at this moment, the cenote had collapsed, and with it, half of the cave had collapsed, as if it had been cut off by a sword, and now lay slanting on the cliff.
The eighth level of hell, the iceberg hell, below can be seen clearly at a glance.
When Jianchou fell into the cave, he saw at a glance that the springs in the cave had dried up, the rivers had disappeared, and even the cave entrance where endless black wind had always blown was no longer marked with the snow-white emblem of the remaining soul of the nine-headed bird.
When she arrived here, she did not see Fu Chaosheng, but only saw a large mass of black gas hovering at the entrance of the cave, shaking violently, as if it was enduring great pain and torture!
"Asano—"
The word "fellow Taoist" was stuck in his throat, and at that moment, he couldn't utter it no matter what.
Because the moment she opened her mouth, Fu Chaosheng had already sensed her coming, and the black energy tried its best to gather together, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not return to its former complete appearance.
He only condensed half of his body, and the remaining half was shrouded in black air.
Two powerful forces bit and tore at his body, causing his pale face to reveal endless hideousness!
"Where's Kun..."
The hoarse voice was totally unrecognizable as the old voice. It was as if another completely different voice had been cast into this voice and mixed together.
He looked at Jianchou and asked her with almost red eyes.
Before Jianchou could answer, he looked down at his wide sleeves, and all he saw was red.
I don't know when, the blood had stained my sleeves.
The Kun that she had hidden in her sleeve finally couldn't hold on and slipped out of her sleeve. It was a small black fish, but it had lost one of its fins and the wound was bleeding profusely.
His original form is Kunpeng, the largest creature in the world, and it takes mental effort to maintain his transformed state.
Now that it was falling, the rain began to tremble.
With a faint whine, it struggled to swing its tail and swam weakly out of the cave!
"Kun!"
Fu Chaosheng stretched out a hand, wanting to catch Him, but his hands were covered in blood!
Jianchou was filled with sorrow, for he knew that the ancient demon god, who had accompanied Fu Chaosheng since the Dameng Reef in the West Sea, had come to the end of his life.
"Hua La La", like the sound of water flowing and surging in the sea.
As soon as it came out of the cave, the black fish revealed its huge body.
Even without one fin, it still gives people a majestic feeling.
In the void outside, He floated in the sea of clouds, like a huge island floating on the West Sea. He had been dreaming for many years, with sand and reefs piled up on his back, and some corals and seaweed growing on it, and one could vaguely see the grandeur of his former dominance between the sea and the sky.
"I have lived long enough, and I have no regrets in leaving."
He seemed to be able to sense the emotions of the two people who were looking at him in the cave. There was a deep sense of weariness hidden in their weathered voices.
"I woke up from a dream on the Great Dream Reef. Sleeping is boring. When you are tired of living, looking at the scenery of this world is also a beautiful thing..."
His cultivation level is almost only 10% of the original, not to mention that at this moment, there is a struggle between heaven and man in his body. If he were in his prime, he might be able to defy heaven, but now he is unable to save Yu Kun!
I can only watch like this!
I watched this friend who had accompanied me all the way become weaker and weaker, and I watched him walk towards death, but I was powerless to do anything!
The more his mind fluctuated, the more severe the pain in his body became. A dark silver wave surged in his dark green eyes, and he screamed at Kun: "Come back, come back—"
But how can I go back
Kun looked at this mayfly, which was like the great looking at the tiny. Although he now knew that it seemed to be more than just a mayfly, he still looked at it like an elder looking at a younger one.
Since he is a great demon, how come he can't even see through life and death
He really wanted to mock him and call him a fool as he did in the past, but he was too badly injured and he didn't have the energy to persuade him anymore. He could only smile slowly, and in the end, he couldn't help but feel a little sad about the separation.
The tail fin flapped and the heavy and huge body fell downwards.
Before crashing through the clouds, he smiled slowly and sighed, "The Nine-headed Bird and I have a history, but when I see it again today, it seems as if I didn't recognize you. You should be careful..."
The last few words gradually faded into nothingness.
As his words faded into the void, his body that covered the sky could no longer hold on at all, and he completely passed by Jianchou and Fu Chaosheng and fell towards the eighth level of hell below!
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, the glacier thousands of feet high shattered!
Fu Chaosheng pounced forward fiercely, but the power in his body that was very similar to Shao Ji's surged uncontrollably, swallowing half of his body.
The intense pain caused him to fall to the edge of the broken rock cave!
The demon's blood is flowing!
He grasped the sharp gravel tightly and looked down, but there was no trace of Kun.
In the past, He was the Lord of the sky and the ruler of the sea.
The water strikes three thousand miles, soars up to ninety thousand miles, carries the blue sky on its back, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky!
Now, Kun has died and turned into the sea.
His body, as huge as an island, turned into boundless blue water when it fell on the glacier. It flowed and gathered at the bottom of the eighth layer of hell, reflecting the silent sky...