"Come on, take this opportunity! Shangwu Lingshou, mobilize the river of blood!" A monk urged, even handing his sword to Shangwu, "We cultivators have kind hearts, we succeeded in exorcism today, and got the The inheritance of great power will naturally give you the incense and make your soul peaceful."
"Yeah, Shangwu Lingshou didn't you say before that you wanted to help us? Hurry up now." Another cultivator also urged.
"You farts!" Xie Wenzhan stood in front of Shangwu and cursed loudly, "Where's your face? People who are still cultivating Taoism? Don't be afraid of ruining your mood. You can't exorcise demons yourself? Why sacrifice others? Fulfill yourselves? Shameless! Despicable!"
Shangwu stood behind Xie Wenzhan, looking at his tall and straight back, his expression changed slightly, and there was light in his eyes.
It was the first time that the two monks were scolded like this. The two were furious. Just as they were about to say something, Ye Gui roared and tried to break free. The two monks were startled and subconsciously took a half step back.
It was very painful for Xie Wenzhan to pull the night ghost. He raised his head and shouted: "Ye! If you don't come, I won't be able to hold it anymore!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Chenfeng's robe and feet flashed in front of Xie Wenzhan's eyes, he raised his hand to take the trapped formation in Xie Wenzhan's hands, and pushed Shangwu into Xie Wenzhan's arms, "Don't let her die. already."
Ye Chenfeng tightened the trapped body formation back, and the fairy sword with divine sense never entered the formation. Then, a comatose man was thrown behind by Ye Chenfeng like garbage, and he held a The black ghost, with a sword in hand, walked directly across the Underworld Bridge.
Xie Wenzhan called Ye Chenfeng, but no one answered.
At the end of the bridge, Ye Chenfeng's figure has disappeared.
On the underworld bridge, the situation of Shangwu, who was already seriously injured, is not optimistic at the moment, because the night ghost unscrupulously released the demonic energy, causing Shangwu's body to be completely eroded. The time of the incense stick may really completely disappear here.
The other two monks who were still on the bridge just now disappeared, only Xie Wenzhan and Shangwu. But Xie Wenzhan didn't notice this.
The man who was thrown by Ye Chenfeng also woke up faintly at the moment, the mask on his left face had long been smashed, and it was half a completely disfigured face. The soul and shadow in his body were stripped away by Ye Chenfeng. Even worse than ordinary people, he can only lie on his stomach, not even standing up.
Ye Gui raised his hand to cover his left face in a panic, and moved his other arm and leg to Shangwu's side, "What happened to you, Shangwu? You can't die, Shangwu, I love you so much. You Nothing can happen."
But he was kicked away by Xie Wenzhan, the night ghost crawled again, Xie Wenzhan kicked again, and finally blocked the two of them with a barrier.
Xie Wenzhan kept pumping spiritual energy into Shangwu's body, trying to wrap her Yuandan, but found that there was no Yuandan in Shangwu's body at all.
Shangwu leaned against Xie Wenzhan's chest a little out of strength. When Xie Wenzhan saw that she was unsteady, he simply sat down and took her in his arms. Although he knew there was no hope, Xie Wenzhan still chose to smile to appease Shangwu. , "It's alright, it'll be fine in a while, when my senior brother comes back, we two will join hands to help you rebuild Yuandan, and we will not let you die."
Shangwu shook his head weakly and said with a smile: "How can I not die, I have been holding on for too long, I am tired, it is you who came to liberate me, I am in this situation, the only mission is to sacrifice myself to help It's been a thousand years for someone who is destined to open the river of blood and walk across the bridge of hell, and I've been alone here for a thousand years, enough, enough." She coughed twice, tears in her eyes, "However, I can It is a blessing to die in your arms."
Xie Wenzhan's expression darkened, he knew that Shangwu's time was running out. She also knew that as Shangwu said, her mission was to sacrifice herself. Maybe Shangwu is just a touch of consciousness of the great power, maybe Shangwu is not even a consciousness. But in this situation, Xie Wenzhan still couldn't bear it.
(End of this chapter)