"Then I'll send you back to your place for free!"

Fushimi laughed uncontrollably and coldly, and his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, with a pungent smell of scarlet wind and sand, and crashed into the old monk.

The old monk's eyes flashed, and rows of mysterious and ancient runes were arranged in front of him, forming a semicircular golden light mask visible to the naked eye.

Bang!

Fushimi reached over and grabbed the old monk's hand, and slammed it into the light mask fiercely, emitting an unimaginable sense of silence, as if everything was going to wither and decay under this hand.

Then I saw layers of cold and dead air waves, spreading in all directions endlessly.

Lu Yunyin suddenly reached out and grabbed Fu Ya and Ma Guanshan, and suddenly retreated for several miles before stopping.

Then Yan Li, the only one awake in the field, found that where the qi waves passed, everything was withered and destroyed. The flowers and trees all withered into powder, and the stone and wood that made up the buildings and temples seemed to have been drained of all their color, and they appeared to be all white, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground had become a kind of fine particles.

It's not as simple as depriving oneself of life.

Within a radius of several miles, only the people in the small square and the old monk were spared.

"Brother!" Fu Ya was stunned, this eldest brother who grew up together suddenly became extremely strange.

At this moment, the manic wind kept tearing Fushimi's clothes, making it hunt. His short blond hair, unadulterated, also fluttered in the wind.

The suppressed evil laughter gradually turned into an unbridled laughter.

The golden light shield of the runes swelled violently, forcing Fushimi to retreat.

The old monk was still calm, and said, "The good man has an enmity with the old man?"

"No hatred. Fushimi flipped a few times in the air and landed smoothly.

"Resentment?" said the old monk.

"No complaints. Fushimi said.

"Since there is no hatred and no grudge, why should a good man be embarrassed by the old monk?" said the old monk.

Fushimi stretched out his palm, and the gray wind and sand were faintly visible swirling in his palm, and he smiled wickedly and strangely, "Do I have to tell him the reason every time I kill someone?"

"That's right. The old monk smiled slightly, "It's as if the old monk didn't need a reason to incarnate as the Dharma Protector Vajra and detain the good people back to the Boshu Temple." ”

"But before that, the first thing you have to face is a choice. Fushimi looked mysterious, and as soon as he raised his hand, the eroded rune wall above the small square appeared, and a deep coercion fell, as if something terrible was brewing.

Yan Li only felt that an unprecedented shadow of death enveloped him, making his heart beat in horror, if it weren't for Shen Liuyun and the others still here, he would almost want to pull his legs and run away.

He felt some itching in his right arm.

Then the power of the star source in the void seemed to tell him the answer.

Now he knew what was going on.

Fushimi didn't know what method to use, and turned the Heaven and Earth Separation Array in the small square upside down, so that the people in the small square became outside the Heaven Separation Array.

There is a limit to this "outside".

He didn't know why he knew this, only that more than thirty of them had already violated the Heaven Separation Array, and if they didn't escape from this small square, they would face the "wrath" of the Heaven Separation Array.

He also knew what the choice the old monk was facing.

The old monk is a fairy-like figure, even if he doesn't know the mysteries, he also knows the general situation of the matter.

But fairy-like characters are not immortals after all.

Dead gray wind and sand poured out of Fushimi's body, and he quickly rose into the air, stopping at the edge of the small square, smiling wickedly and strangely, "Old monk, make your choice, let me see the determination of the disciples of the empty sect." ”

The old monk looked up at the great array of leaving the sky that was brewing, and then looked down at the more than thirty people who were staggering, and smiled slightly, "Isn't there no choice at all." ”

There is simply no choice.

Doesn't that mean that's right?

Doesn't it mean that it is a very common thing for my life to exchange your life?

Isn't this kind of value enough to shake people's hearts and cleanse people's souls?

Yan Li had already realized it.

This old monk is simply carved out of the same mold as Xiao Boshu.

Is this an empty disciple?

Is this the spirit that has been passed down by Grand Master Boshu?

The old monk had already stepped into the small square, stopped at the center of the Great Array from the Heavens, that is, the most terrifying place of coercion, and sat down cross-legged. The huge golden magic phase rising from his body supported the heaven-breaking array that almost wanted to crush everyone into meat cakes.

He was alone to support the large array, and Yan Li was able to break free from the terrifying pressure and barely breathe.

But this is only the pressure of the Great Array from the sky, and the real attack is still brewing.

Yan Li only saw a large amount of star source power being extracted by the gray rune wall, gradually forming a huge iron hammer. Of course, the hammer is also gray, with the characteristic dry power of Fushimi.

The hammer slammed down.

Yan Li felt that his breath was stagnant, and the whole person was pressed to the ground by a huge pressure, and he couldn't move.

"Amitayus!

The old monk folded his hands, and the Dharma Xiang also made a joint movement.

The invisible force field helped Yan Li to be freed again, and then he saw that the gray iron hammer formed by the Great Array from the Sky was instantly annihilated into ashes, and the meaning that was brewing above the small square was forced to be interrupted, and the gray rune wall was also completely shattered.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

The groggy crowd came to their senses one by one.

Shen Liuyun only felt that his whole body was sore, and when he saw Yan Li at his side, he felt a lot more relieved, and shouted weakly: "Xiao Fan......"

"Auntie!" Yan Li crawled over, "How do you feel?"

"What's going on?" Shen Liuyun shook his head.

"I can't tell for a while. Yan Li smiled bitterly.

"Fushimi!" At this moment, Fushiya finally figured out the current situation, she called her by her name because of anger, and because of her anger, her pretty face was completely covered with frost, "Fushimi!"

The cheers were filled with a sense of thunder and thunder.

Fushimi slowly turned around in the air, glanced at Fushiya, and smiled wickedly and strangely: "Fushiya, do you want to kill your own brother?"

Fuya angrily said a few words in the Asura Realm.

"I know that he is a descendant of Grand Master Boshu. Fushimi smiled wickedly and weirdly, "I also know that Archmage Boshri saved the Asura Realm. But what does it have to do with me? I'm now Fushimi, a Mukdenkyon, not Fushimi, the prince of the Shura clan. ”

"I'll kill you!" Fuya was furious, and was about to pounce on him, when his face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked up at the sky that was far away from the sky.

The sky from the hated sky, I don't know when it changed color.

It's like it's on fire.

PS: Thank you for the support of the mantou.