The angry scolding finally subsided gradually. Fa Xiang didn't care about other people at all, he didn't even look at the murderous Dragon Slaying Sword in the hands of the furious Lin Jingyu, his eyes were only on Zhang Xiaofan, both worried and regretful.
Only when everyone was completely quiet did Faxiang continue speaking slowly.
"The murderer is my Third Martial Uncle, Master Puzhi, one of the Four Great Monks."
As soon as this remark came out, there was another sensation, and everyone was completely stunned.
Zhang Xiaofan's body swayed for a while, and then he swayed again, he couldn't feel anything, as if the whole sky had collapsed, and he was just a very ridiculous and sad person...
The sadness deeply engraved in the depths of his soul seemed to have turned into a demon at this moment, biting his heart fiercely!
After mourning, what are you left with
On the fire stick, it gradually lit up, with a slightly bright blue light mixed with a touch of gold, but none of this could cover up the cold red blood light. Never before has such a strong hostility, as if the bloody aura that has been concentrated in the blood-devouring orb and soul-destroyer for thousands of years, along with the despair that roared angrily from countless wraiths and dead souls, poured into his chest at the same time!
In the midst of the chaos, the former Faxiang's voice continued clearly: "Master Uncle Puzhi came to Qingyun back then, met with the head of Daoxuan, and persuaded him to practice the two true methods of Buddhism and Taoism together, or he might be able to break through it. The mystery of longevity was unexpectedly politely rejected by the head of the sect."
Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's right, there is indeed such a thing."
Faxiang continued: "Uncle Puzhi went down the mountain in disappointment that day, and walked to Caomiao Village. Seeing that it was getting late, he stayed overnight in the ruined temple in the village. It was that night..."
His voice suddenly stopped, the hall was completely silent, there was no sound, only Zhang Xiaofan's more and more heavy breathing was heard.
Fa Xiang calmed down his emotions and calmed down, but he kept looking at Zhang Xiaofan, and said: "On that night, Mr. Puzhi suddenly discovered that a man in black came into Caomiao Village at night and wanted to take Lin Jingyu away. Junior brother."
Lin Jingyu was stunned, everyone immediately looked at him, and Fa Xiang continued: "Master Puzhi immediately rescued him, but the man in black had ulterior motives, on the surface he seemed to be a kidnapper, but in fact he was trying to deal with Puzhi Master Uncle, intends to touch the blood-devouring orb hidden in Master Puzhi's body!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Faxiang said: "Uncle Puzhi unintentionally found the blood-sucking bead in the western swamp many years ago. In order to prevent it from harming the world's creatures, he sealed the evil bead with the real method of Buddhism, and used the treasure of Tianyin Temple to seal it up. 'Emerald Rosary' to suppress it. I just don't know how the mysterious man in black knew about this, and first hid the poisonous seven-tailed centipede on Junior Brother Lin's body and bit Uncle Puzhi..."
Tian Buyi was stunned and said: "Seven-tailed centipede, could it be Cangsong..."
This time, it was Lin Jingyu's turn to turn paler.
Fa Xiang paused for a moment, then continued: "Afterwards, Master Puzhi fought desperately with that man under the severe poison, and was finally seriously injured under the Qingyun Gate'Excalibur Yu Lei Zhen Jue' cast by that man. Nearly exhausted; but he finally counterattacked and severely injured him with the 'Da Fan Prajna', causing the man in black to flee away in shock. And in this fierce fight, Zhang Xiaofan and Junior Brother Zhang also came to the grass temple."
The faces of the people in Qingyun Sect were as ugly as they wanted at this moment, Faxiang continued: "Afterwards, Master Puzhi knew he was going to die, but his lifelong wish had never been fulfilled, so it was really hard to be reconciled. At this moment, he suddenly One, one... a whimsical idea was born, which is to pass on the supreme Dafan Prajna Dharma of Tianyin Temple to a disciple, and then let this young boy worship Qingyun to learn Qingyun Taoism. The two true dharmas of Buddhism and Taoism can be practiced in the same person at the same time, and the old man's lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
Reverend Daoxuan sneered, and said: "Brother Puzhi is really powerful and has great foresight, but I don't know why he didn't pass it on to Lin Jingyu, who has better aptitude, but chose Zhang Xiaofan instead?"
Fa Xiang paused for a moment, and said: "Uncle Puzhi thinks that Junior Brother Lin is very talented, if he joins Qing Yun's sect, he will definitely attract the attention of the elders of the sect, and he may be easily seen through, so..."
Everyone in Qingyun Sect looked at each other, Tian Buyi shook his head and said: "Amazing, amazing..."
Faxiang said again: "So, Master Puzhi also because he really likes Junior Brother Zhang's simple heart, so he privately passed on the Dafan Prajna that has never been passed on to Junior Brother Zhang for thousands of years. As soon as the man in black turned back, he would inevitably fall into the evil hands, so he handed the Blood-devouring Orb to Junior Brother Zhang, and asked him to find an unknown cliff to throw it away, but, "Fa Xiang could not help but sigh, Said: "I don't want to think that Junior Brother Zhang has carried this evil bead with him most of the time because of his old love."
Above the main hall, everyone finally solved a mystery, it turns out that the origin of the blood-devouring beads is like this, and the Dafan Prajna True Dharma on Zhang Xiaofan also came from this way.
At this moment, a distressed expression appeared on Fa Xiang's face, and he said slowly: "If this was the case, Mr. Puzhi was just acting recklessly. But no one would have expected that at this moment, something would happen... Out of compassion and compassion, he would rather suffer from the evil power of the Blood-devouring Orb himself, and subdue this evil thing with his own Dharma. Unexpectedly, the evil power of the Blood-devouring Orb secretly penetrated into the depths of Uncle Puzhi's soul Normally, Uncle Puzhi is protected by the Buddha Dharma, so he didn't realize it, but that day when he ran out of fuel, he just left Junior Brother Zhang and the others and walked into the village. , but he may not be able to worship Qingyun smoothly!"
Faxiang looked miserable, and even his voice was trembling slightly, he said: "At this moment, Master Puzhi's Buddha power has been greatly reduced, he is invaded by evil forces, like possessed by ghosts, unexpectedly came up with it, came up with the idea of killing the whole village of Caomiao Village. If all the villagers are killed, Qingyunmen will take these two children into their sect for the sake of orphans, so, so..."
"Ah!" Lin Jingyu roared wildly, finally couldn't bear it any longer, he slashed his dragon sword and body towards Faxiang, Daoxuan hurriedly said: "Quick, stop it!"
Before he finished speaking, Tian Buyi and others stopped him. Lin Jingyu burst into tears, weeping bitterly, still struggling despite being blocked by Tian Buyi and others, hissed: "I'm going to kill you, kill you..."
Headed by Puhong and Pukong in Tianyin Temple, all the monks bowed their heads with shame on their faces, chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice.
Daoxuan was silent for a while, as if even he needed a lot of thought power to digest this incredible truth, after a while, he suddenly said to Fa Xiang: "Just now you said that the general wisdom is exhausted, so how do you understand the truth of this matter?" knew?"
Faxiang was silent for a moment, and said: "Uncle Puzhi once befriended a stranger and got a miracle medicine 'Three Days Certain Death Pill'. Take this medicine, no matter how seriously injured you are, it can arouse your pain within three days. Your body has the full potential to save your life, but after three days, even if your injuries recover, you will still die. Uncle Puzhi took this miracle medicine, and finally rushed back to Tianyin Temple within three days, and took the medicine away. I explained the cause and effect in detail to my mentor, Master Puhong. I was serving my teacher at the time, and I heard this incident from the sidelines. Master Puzhi has now fully awakened, regretting the heinous evil he planted that day, and ten thousand deaths will not pay for it. I finally sat down crying bitterly!"
Faxiang stared deeply at Zhang Xiaofan, and said slowly: "This is how things are. All these things are the fault of our Tianyin Temple Master Puzhi, and have nothing to do with Zhang Xiaofan and Brother Zhang. Please, Master Qingyun Sect, Don't blame him!"
Reverend Daoxuan sighed slightly, let out a long breath, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a burst of low, miserable laughter in the quiet hall.
"Blame? Who is going to blame me?"
The laughter was strange and cold, with endless hatred, Zhang Xiaofan, who had been panting heavily with his head down, slowly raised his head.
That pair of completely red, blood-like eyes stared at Faxiang with a creepy coldness.
Faxiang frowned tightly, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Zhang, you, you have to take care of your health, let him pass the past! The future is still long..."
"Go to hell!"
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan spat out these three words from between his teeth, everyone lost their countenance, they saw that Zhang Xiaofan had turned into a completely different person at this moment, full of murderous aura, his face was distorted and extremely ferocious.
In the distance, Second Uncle Wang suddenly screamed again: "Ghost! Ghost! Another ghost is here!"
But this time, his finger was actually pointing at Zhang Xiaofan.
Everyone turned pale, Master Puhong stood up abruptly despite his serious injuries. I saw the fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's right hand radiating impressively, the blood-devouring orb seemed to be reborn, the blue light flourished, mixed with the black air of the dementor stick, enveloped Zhang Xiaofan, even his face gradually began to blur.
Faxiang lost his voice and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, quickly throw away that evil stick, you have been invaded by evil forces..."
"Hahahahahahaha..."
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and laughed miserably, with a stern voice: "What righteous way? What justice? You have always lied to me. I have worked hard all my life to keep his secret even if I died, but what am I..."
He opened his arms and shouted to the sky: "What am I—"
This stern voice echoed between the heavens and the earth, moving people's hearts and souls, and making people cry.
The people in the field all turned pale, Faxiang flew up and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Zhang, give up this thing quickly, or you will fall into the devil's way and never recover..."
Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, as if he didn't notice Fa Xiang coming, everyone held their breath for a moment, they saw that they were about to catch the fire stick, but there was a loud shout in the air, and a white light came from the horizontal, Fa Xiang was caught off guard, the air was stuffy With a snort, he flew back upside down.
Everyone was shocked, they saw a flash of green shadow, Bi Yao suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan, facing the countless masters of righteousness in front, unexpectedly fearless.
Her eyes were slightly red, she was obviously sad for Zhang Xiaofan, not to mention other people, she turned around and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand, said anxiously: "Xiaofan, you come with me, these beastly people are all trying to harm you!"
Zhang Xiaofan responded confusedly, but the woman in front of him, somehow, at this lonely moment in the world, the only thing he believed in, he couldn't help but grasped that gentle hand, and followed her!
But this crowd of orthodox masters, how can they tolerate their presumptuousness, especially after a while, many people recognized Bi Yao as the only daughter of the Demon Sect's Sect Master, and immediately exploded.
Today, there are countless casualties in the Qingyun sect, thanks to the gift of the demon sect, the blood feud with the demon sect is really bloody, and there will be no end to death. For a moment, someone blocked the way, and someone even shouted and asked, began to wonder if Zhang Xiaofan really had something to do with the Demon Cult
Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and the others paled, Tian Linger and the others tried their best to explain that Zhang Xiaofan was still fighting against the members of the Demon Cult just now, but the voice was so weak that it was drowned out by the furious voice in a blink of an eye.
A moment later, the righteous people above the main hall surrounded the two young men and women.
Zhang Xiaofan stared at his blood-red eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop laughing miserably, he just felt that his mind was filled with tragic and bloody scenes, but it seemed to be completely blank, the beliefs and beliefs he had lived in his life were completely destroyed today.
Bi Yao is much calmer than him, holding Zhang Xiaofan's hand tightly at this moment, standing with him, whispering: "Xiao Fan, don't be afraid, even if you die, I will be with you!"
Zhang Xiaofan was startled, his mind seemed to wake up for a moment.
But at this moment, a loud shout came over: "Who dares to harm my daughter?"
With a sound of swipe, the ghost king's figure appeared in this Yuqing Palace, everyone was stunned and there was an instant uproar.
After a while, Qinglong, Youji and other members of the ghost king's sect appeared one after another, surrounding Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao.
The Ghost King glanced around, at this moment, the strength of the Ghost King Sect alone is indeed somewhat different from the two factions of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple, but he seemed to have no fear, standing with his hands behind his back, complacent, and turned his head to Bi Yao Smiling: "Yao'er, take Xiaofan and go first."
Baguio nodded, and was about to take a step, but how could he succeed in such an act of turning a blind eye to the righteous people, and Zhang Xiaofan's status is very special at the moment, the two sects of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, no matter what, they can't let this person gone.
Master Daoxuan said angrily: "Stop it!"
As soon as he drank it, the righteous masters who couldn't bear it for a long time surrounded him immediately, and in an instant the dilapidated Yuqing Palace was in a mess again, but the situation at this moment was completely reversed from not long ago, and it became the right way. People besieged Ghost King Zong.
Seeing that it took only a little time, the Ghost King Zong was already at a disadvantage, Bi Yao still held Zhang Xiaofan's hand tightly, and looked around worriedly, but the Ghost King kept smiling and watched the situation calmly.
The pressure from the righteous people around is getting bigger and bigger. A dozen or so people including Ghost King Zong have been squeezed into a small circle. Seeing that the situation is in a precarious situation, unexpectedly at this moment, there is a sudden sharp whistle outside the Yuqing Hall, and strange lights flash randomly. For a moment, there were endless screams.
The people in the righteous way were shocked, and after a while, they saw figures flying around. It was Poison God, Yuyangzi and Sanmiao Fairy who led the other three major factions of the Demon Cult to come to support them.
The masters of the Devil's Cult stepped down to join the battle one after another, and the situation was instantly reversed. The Poison God walked slowly to stand there, looked at their ghost king with a face of relief, and looked at the battle group ahead, with a smile on his face, but he whispered: "Brother, you are cruel!"
The Ghost King smiled slightly, and said: "The old man is willing to risk everything for my Holy Cult. His name will be passed down through the ages and will be passed on to future generations of Holy Cult disciples."
Poison God gave a wry smile, glared at him, and cursed in a low voice, "Fart!"
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When the Demon Cult team arrived, Qingyun Sect was already seriously injured. Although Tian Buyi and others tried their best to support them, they were helplessly outnumbered, and they were immediately pushed back. The situation gradually became critical.
Reverend Daoxuan looked at the audience, his eyes seemed to breathe fire. In one day, Qingyun Mountain, which was sacred and inviolable in the past, was killed by these members of the demon sect.
But what is more important is the current predicament. At this moment, he made up his mind and raised his arm.
The suzerains of the four major sects in the Devil's Cult have not left the stage at this moment, and their eyes are almost all fixed on Daoxuan Daoxuan. One can tell at a glance that this old thief wants to desperately activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation again. How can he let him go? Dao's figure shot towards Daoxuan like an electric light, and rushed towards Master Daoxuan at the same time.
At this moment, as if being summoned by something, the water unicorn, the spirit beast that had been lying outside the Yuqing Hall, suddenly roared and rushed in with great momentum. The strength of this ancient giant beast is by no means inferior to that of any master cultivator. The impact was so loud that it was not a joke to be beaten. The ghost king and others were stopped by it, and the water unicorn rushed to it By Daoxuan's side.
I saw it crawling beside Reverend Daoxuan, opened its huge mouth, and spat out something, Reverend Daoxuan stretched out his hand to take it.
Everyone in the Demon Cult was shocked. Looking around, they saw that it was indeed a long sword, but at the moment it had no luster. It seemed to be made of some kind of strange stone. The blade and hilt were all in one piece. It was an unremarkable stone sword, and there were faint lines on the sword body, which seemed to be a little worn out, and there were faint cracks across the sword body.
It turned out that the ancient sword of Zhu Xian actually looked like this, and it was hidden in the mouth of the water unicorn, which no one could have imagined.
A moment later, when the Zhuxian ancient sword fell into Daoxuan's hands, a sudden change occurred. In an instant, an inconceivably hot white light appeared from the blade of the ancient sword, and in just a moment, it completely wiped out the huge Yuqing Palace. Shrouded, everyone was shocked for a moment, and they all stopped.
But in the light, he saw the body of Master Daoxuan shaking a few more times.
How knowledgeable and experienced the Ghost King and the others are, they almost didn't need to say anything, and immediately rushed together. Tian Buyi and the others yelled angrily, but it was too late to help. Unexpectedly, although Daoxuan was weak, he supported Shui Qilin from left to right, and swung forward with his right hand the ancient Zhu Xian sword. The people exerted force together, and the two collided with each other, making a loud bang.
The Yuqing Palace, which was half broken, now even the remaining ruined walls collapsed, and the dust flew up in an instant. Ghost King and the others involuntarily took a step back, and the faces of the four of them all changed color. The power of this ancient sword of Zhu Xian is really inconceivable.
But even so, Master Daoxuan spewed out a big mouthful of blood when he was surrounded by the light of Zhu Xian's ancient sword, but he was desperate and supported the body of the floating water unicorn. With a loud roar, the water unicorn flew towards the sky with its teeth and claws bared.
Between the heavens and the earth, suddenly there was only the Zhu Xian's light left, shining brightly and becoming more and more prosperous. Accompanied by the sound of chanting mantras, the incomparably brilliant seven-colored qi sword appeared in the sky again, continuously separating monochromatic qi swords, radiant with brilliance.
Everyone in the Devil's Cult lost their face, the Poison God stomped his feet fiercely, and said anxiously: "The power of this formation is too great, it is invincible, let's retreat first."
Although the ghost king looked at Daoxuan Daoxuan's tottering appearance, he couldn't figure out how this person was obviously seriously injured and dying, how could he still activate such a shocking magic circle that consumes a lot of energy? It's just that since this formation is activated, its power is no small matter. After all, he didn't dare to gamble with the lives of the demon disciples. He sighed and flew up, signaling the disciples to retreat.
Bi Yao pulled Zhang Xiaofan and wanted to fly away, suddenly a figure flashed in front of her, unexpectedly it was Lu Xueqi standing in front of her, and the Tianya Excalibur in her hand was shining with blue light. Lu Xueqi said coldly: "Junior brother Zhang is under my Qingyun sect, you let him go quickly!"
How could Baguio be willing to let go, and said angrily: "I left him for you to kill? You should kill me first!"
Without further ado, Sad Flower volleyed to fight.
At this moment, the Sword Formation of Zhuxian has shrouded the top of Tongtian Peak, the sky and the earth are gradually darkening, someone from the Ghost King Sect saw Bi Yao and Lu Xueqi fighting together, they immediately turned back to help, Zhengdao also made moves here, and immediately made a mess.
Zhang Xiaofan's heart was in terrific pain, he could only feel a fierce thought screaming in his mind, a terrifying but tempting feeling of destruction that would kill countless lives filled his mind.
The fire stick also seemed to follow the owner's will, and the red, blue, and gold three-color light alternated, but it was obvious that the red light became more and more intense.
Fa Xiang watched anxiously from the sidelines. Ever since Kong Sangshan saw Zhang Xiaofan that day, because of the secret back then, he has looked at Zhang Xiaofan differently, at this moment he doesn't want to see Zhang Xiaofan fall into the devil's way, so he grabbed the fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand in a flash.
Bi Yao was in a hurry, but was entangled by Lu Xueqi and others, so she could only shout anxiously: "Xiao Fan, be careful!"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan acted as if he didn't hear anything, he let Faxiang grab the firestick. Fa Xiang was overjoyed, but after a while his face suddenly changed, he felt a ferocious aura coming from the fire stick like a tide, and the old and simple Zhang Xiaofan in front of him suddenly showed a grin, like a ghost.
"Ah!" Fa Xiang screamed, Zhang Xiaofan hit him hard on the chest with a fire stick, and flew away backwards with blood spurting from his mouth.
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and screamed, his eyes were red, he jumped into the battle group and grabbed Bi Yao's side. The fire stick was red and glowing, as if it was also in a carnival, laughing wildly with its owner and rushing towards death and blood.
Lu Xueqi and others retreated one after another, no matter what, they still couldn't attack Zhang Xiaofan with all their strength. But at this moment Zhang Xiaofan seems to have completely fallen into madness, there is boundless hatred in his eyes, every move will kill someone, he has forced everyone back in a moment.
Baguio was overjoyed, pulled Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Let's go!"
The two of them soared into the air and flew to the outside of the hall.
But at this moment, the sky is covered with Qi swords like mountains and seas, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation has already launched an attack on the Demon Sect and others. But this time, Daoxuan Daoxuan seemed to be willing to go all out, not only the rain of swords fell from the sky, but the huge seven-colored main sword in the sky was also controlled by invisible magic power, rushing forward with the momentum of breaking the sky. Down.
The power of the master sword of this formation is not to be taken lightly. When it is attacked with one sword, flesh and blood are flying within a range of several feet in an instant. Nearly ten people have lost their souls without even shouting. His left hand was also cut off, and he let out a scream, his body turned into a sharp light like electricity, and he fled through the air.
At the same time, Daoxuan Daoxuan in the sky was also exhausted, his body tilted, and he almost fell off the water unicorn, and managed to hold on. He looked down, saw that in this short period of time, most of the people from the Demon Cult had fled, but there were still a few people still on the Tongtian Peak, and the last person was Zhang Xiaofan, Bi Yao was pulling him away eagerly.
Daoxuan was in mid-air, he had already seen Zhang Xiaofan fall into the evil way, just now when he fought with Faxiang, Lu Xueqi and others, he shot fiercely and ruthlessly, and now his expression is crazy, obviously he has completely ignored it.
But this person possesses Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple's two major true methods, and he has an unearthly evil thing in his hands. If he lets the tiger go back to the mountain, he is afraid that the murders he will cause in the future will be far better than those of ordinary people from the Demon Sect.
Daoxuan sighed softly in his heart, but his mind had already been decided at this moment. Even if I am talked about by the world in the future, I must not leave this peerless disaster behind.
Immediately Daoxuan Daoxuan gathered his last spiritual power, and in an instant all the colorful qi swords in the sky shone brightly together, especially the seven-colored main sword of the formation, which became half as big again. He rushed down like a rage, and hit Zhang Xiaofan straight!
"Ah!" Not to mention people from the Devil's Cult lost color, even people from the Righteous Way, everyone in Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect turned pale, Tian Buyi and Suru turned pale, Tian Linger screamed and passed out.
At the side, Lu Xueqi held the Tianya Divine Sword tightly, her face was pale, and even the Tianya in her hand trembled slightly.
That shocking giant sword was struck head-on, before it reached the ground, there was a loud rattling sound, the ground within a zhang radius around Zhang Xiaofan was cracked, the wind howled, enveloped him, it was already a fatal situation.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were reddened, enveloped by the invisible sword energy, he couldn't break free, the grief and hatred in his heart could not be suppressed, he watched the terrifying giant sword fall down from the sky with boundless killing intent, he opened his mouth and screamed wildly.
"Ah ah ah ah ah… "
This sound shook the whole field, the world changed color, only the Zhu Xian Qi Jian seemed to be a ruthless thing to destroy the gods and Buddhas in the sky, it still hit him mercilessly, Zhang Xiaofan was about to become a dead soul under the sword, his body was smashed to pieces.
Suddenly, the world suddenly became quiet, and even the earth-shattering momentum of the Zhuxian Sword Formation held its breath for an instant...
The gentle and white hand that was familiar in the years, appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, and there was a faint, crisp sound of bells, pushing him aside.
The voice that seems to have been dormant for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment, singing softly for my beloved lover:
Nine ghosts, all gods and demons, use my blood as a sacrifice...
Standing in the strong wind, she looked at Zhang Xiaofan with slightly red eyes, but there seemed to be a faint smile on her fair face.
The wind blew up her water-green clothes, hunting and dancing, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and shouted wildly, but was forced back by the strong wind; he leaped madly towards Baguio, but was bounced away by the mysterious aura, and red tears flowed from his blood-red eyes, running down his cheeks .
The woman in the wind opened her arms, facing the rain of swords all over the sky, towards the giant sword that took away the power of the world.
...Three lives and seven lives, eternal fall into hell, just for love, even death without regret...
The fierce gust of wind suddenly changed its direction and turned into a huge vortex around Baguio. The graceful and beautiful woman was pushed into the air by the gust of wind, facing the colorful giant sword.
She was the only brilliance in the world at that moment!
moment…
Countless blood-colored mist spewed out from her body in an instant, condensing into a blood wall that was crystal clear like ruby in front of her, and at the same time, nine faintly visible smoke floated from her fair face, melting into the blood wall.
The wall of blood boiled in an instant, burning like a fiery infatuation, burning with all the enthusiasm and despair, bursting out with incomparable brilliance, rising against the sky!
Collided with the main sword of Zhu Xian!
The brilliant brilliance is so dazzling that no one can open their eyes.
The loud noise that cannot be described in words shook the entire sky, the unstoppable Zhuxian Sword flew back backwards, and the air swords all over the sky were in chaos. But on the Tongtian Peak, there was a huge earthquake, rocks flew across the mountain, and countless huge cracks appeared on the mountain, as if the end was approaching.
Faintly, a slender and mournful figure slowly descended from midair.
In the world, everything suddenly became quiet, and there was only one voice, roaring like a heart-piercing lung.
"No… "
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Endless darkness enveloped the whole world. He trembled in the darkness, not daring to move, not daring to face, not daring to wake up!
However, he finally woke up!
Slowly clenched the trembling hands, then let go, and slowly opened his eyes, as if this required all his courage.
An ordinary stone room with simple and plain decoration. He got out of bed slowly, not daring to think about anything, he didn't even look at the fire stick in his hand, as if he was guided by something, he walked towards the door and walked out slowly.
There was a long passage outside, and there were quite a few people who were quietly and busyly passing through, but no matter who they were, when they saw him, they immediately stepped aside and lowered their heads.
He walked blankly, as if a voice was calling him. Soon, he came to a corner, where there was a large stone room, the door was ajar, and from the other side of the corner, came a familiar voice, which seemed to be the tone of a person named Qinglong in his memory.
"Mr. Ghost, you are the most amazing person in the world, please look on the face of the Holy Mother, save..."
With a sigh, a deep voice in the darkness said: "Ghost King Zong is kind to me, it's not that I didn't try my best, but Miss Bi Yao used the most tragic 'Li Xue Poison Curse' in my holy religion, and it's also It is the infatuation curse that we have passed down since ancient times. This poisonous curse stimulates all the essence and flesh of a person with the power of the curse, and then absorbs the three souls and seven souls to melt it. Human beings are bound to lose their souls and never be reborn, and I really can't help it!"
Qinglong said shyly: "Mr. Ghost, but..."
The voice cut it off: "I understand what you're trying to say. That's right, the rare treasure 'Acacia Bell' on Miss Baguio's body was indeed at that moment, forcibly capturing the remaining one of the three souls and seven souls that she forced out, Guarded in the bell body, so the young lady's physical body can not be destroyed. But, but this kind of soul-returning technique has long been lost for thousands of years. Only a thousand years ago in the bad land of southern Xinjiang, a short-lived black witch tribe heard of this thaumaturgy. , but it has long been extinct. This, this forgive me, there is nothing I can do!"
Qinglong was dumbfounded, and said after a long while: "But, but the suzerain has not eaten or drank for several days, and now it's...Mr. Ghost, he has always respected you, you can persuade him!"
The voice said slowly: "Sect Master Ghost King is overly sad, after a long time, he will get better..."
Qinglong still wanted to say something, but suddenly his body shook, as if he had found something, he turned his head to look there, and saw that weak and pale figure walking to the door step by step, and then seemed to muster up the greatest courage, Finally walked in.
No more sound.
Qinglong bowed his head in silence, and there seemed to be a low sigh from someone in the darkness.
In the stone room, on the white jade stone platform, a beautiful woman lay there quietly, as if she was sleeping peacefully. Her father, sitting beside her, held her hand, just looking at his daughter so dazedly.
Zhang Xiaofan stared blankly, shed tears silently, his legs gave way, finally he couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down beside Biguio.
That gentle and peaceful face has since become an indelible mark in his lifetime memory!
In the silent stone room, there was a faint weeping sound, choking softly:
"Why are you so stupid... I haven't told you yet, the person I saw in that ancient well was you..."
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Qingyun Mountain.
Xiaozhufeng.
It was late at night.
Lu Xueqi stood silently on the mountain peak, looking into the distance, but saw that the night was cold and the sky was full of stars, as if she was laughing at ordinary people struggling in the world of mortals.
Footsteps sounded, and her familiar and respected master's voice sounded behind her: "Qi'er, why are you standing here again?"
Lu Xueqi didn't speak.
Shuiyue looked at her, sighed suddenly, walked to her side, and whispered: "You think of that person again?"
Lu Xueqi was silent, with a look of pain suddenly on her face, she said: "Master, it shouldn't be like this, it wouldn't be like this!"
Shuiyue also seemed to be silent, and after a while she said softly: "This is fate, Qi'er. When you meet him again in the future, you will be a sworn enemy. You have to remember clearly."
After that, she sighed, turned and walked away.
Only Lu Xueqi was left standing in the same place, and when the mountain wind blew, she felt a chill all over her body, silently looking into the distance, and said in a low voice, "When we meet him again..."
The night is as cold as water, shining on her lonely figure.
volume three