On the clouds, Sanzang slowly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of doubt in his calm face: "How do you feel?"

Zhen Yuanzi's breathing was sluggish, and he frowned and said, "That monkey, chose to let the white bones be born and let you die, don't you feel strange?"

"This is the most normal thing, why should I be different?" Sanzang smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't you think that my status in the monkey's heart is more important than the white bone spirit?"

Should we say that Sanzang is self-aware, or should I say that he is extremely open-minded? It's just that no matter what, Sanzang, who was smiling at the moment, made Zhen Yuanzi and many immortals and demons dumbfounded. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's hard to believe.

"I knew that your trick was not only useless, but it was easy to make yourself unable to get off the stage. With a deep voice, the divine golden light exploded around Guanyin, dressed in a dark golden dragon robe, the handsome emperor walked out of the golden light, grabbed Guanyin's neck with one hand, and held the Blood Transformation Divine Sword with the other.

"It's the Black Emperor!" The immortals were in an uproar, secretly saying that the Bull Demon King had chosen what the hell was going on, and the few powerhouses in the Three Realms who were the most capable of doing things were actually here.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the hostage in the Black Emperor's hand, and then looked down at Sanzang on the clouds, his cheeks suddenly twitched, and he was speechless.

The Black Emperor grabbed Guanyin and came to Zhen Yuanzi's side, thought for a moment, and said with a long smile: "Actually, it can't be said to be useless, from another point of view, Tang San's hiding in our hands is the most beautiful thing." ”

"What do you mean?" Rao is Zhen Yuanzi is very intelligent, and he has not kept up with the Black Emperor's spatial leaping thinking at this time.

The Black Emperor leaned over, forcibly stuffed the Blood Transformation Divine Sword into Sanzang's hand, and said softly: "The life of the White Bone Spirit, your life, and the life of the Evil Mind Guanyin are all in our hands, and between the White Bone Spirit and Guanyin, only one can live." Now I leave the choice in your hands, and if you want the bone spirit to survive, use this knife to cut off Guanyin's head. If you want Guanyin to survive, throw this knife away. Let's get started and make your choice!"

After listening to his request, the mountains suddenly fell silent.

Sanzang held the scarlet long knife in his hand, and his eyes were low.

The Black Emperor is definitely one of the most vicious saints in the Three Realms, and the degree of virulence is even far above that of the White Bone Spirit.

Give this choice of killing to Sanzang, if he chooses to live the bones, then he who kills the evil thought Guanyin will completely break with Buddhism. From then on, the two sides will be on the same page, and there will be no room for turnaround.

After all, although the image of the girl Guanyin among the beings of the Three Realms is the embodiment of Guanyin's evil thoughts, in this situation of being controlled by others, she represents Guanyin.

A monk who attacks Guanyin for his own selfish desires will inevitably be spurned by the entire Buddhist sect.

It's just that, even so, can he live Guanyin and kill the white bones?

Not to mention his own feelings for Bai Gu, let's just say that after he killed Bai Gu, even if he had the power of Buddhism to protect him, it was impossible to survive.

Bai Gu is not the little demon king after all, in addition to the identity of the Huaguo Mountain Demon Saint, she is also one of the rare personal disciples of Su Bodhi, and she is the top immortal second generation of the Three Realms. Fang Cunshan's revenge, no force can withstand it.

Sanzang at this moment, in a dilemma!

"The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its ......" After a long time, Sanzang gently closed his eyes, and with his backhand, he pierced his heart with the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and died quietly.

The wind blew, rolling up his pure white monk's robes, like a holy lotus flower, blooming in the void.

Hundreds of thousands of living beings were stunned and looked at this scene with a dull expression.

The protagonist of the westward journey, the Great Master of Sanzang, died here so tragically?

He lives up to his life, so he bears his own future, his own life?

Inexplicably, suddenly, countless demon clans burst into tears.

……

……

The Blood Divine Knife pierced Sanzang's heart, shattering his soul, and the blood of the holy monk completely washed away Guanyin's ban. Boundless blood emanated from the narrow blade of the sword, reaching straight into the blue sky.

The heaven and earth were blood-colored, and the stunning woman in red clothes was better than blood, and the stunning woman with cinnabar on her eyebrows descended in the bright blood light, holding the quietly dead monk in her arms.

"Uh......h Yes...... Haha......"

The woman in red smiled sadly, held the holy monk in her arms, raised her eyes to look at the monkey covered in blood, and burst into tears!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The monkey gritted its steel teeth, blood and tears flowed from its eyes, the immortal yuan on its body swelled, its cheeks suddenly flushed, and its mouth spat out blood.

He can't fight anymore.

This iron rod can no longer shake the sky.

"Protect the Twin Saints!" a general in Huaguo Mountain shouted loudly when he saw countless immortals with different colors.

"Holy, holy, holy, holy!!" The demon soldiers cried bitterly, slapping their chests with their blades, using their own flesh and blood as a city, protecting the monkey and the white bones in it.

A little bit of crystal appeared in the corner of Donghua's eyes, he took a deep breath, opened his arms to the sky, and the sky suddenly turned into a starry sky, and countless huge purple stars were rumbling and turning.

"Guardian ......," he pursed his lips and whispered.

Under the protection of 300,000 mourning soldiers and Donghua, no one dared to have other ideas, and everyone invariably set their eyes on the woman in red and blood, waiting for her reaction.

The white bone spirit held Sanzang in one hand and the hilt of the knife with the other.

The long knife hummed, as if it had been ordered to do so, and it almost frantically devoured Sanzang's flesh and blood. Even the blood and bones are swallowed together.

Eating a piece of Tang monk meat, there is hope of breaking the realm of immortals. What if Tang Seng eats the whole person with the belt bones?

Before, no one knew. Now, hundreds of thousands of living beings watched as the blood-turning knife spewed out scarlet blood and incinerated time and space.

Others just glanced at it from afar, and they were chilled.

"This sword has been completely promoted, I'm afraid it will be comparable to the four swords of Zhu Immortal!" a Gu Immortal muttered softly.

"However, Sanzang is dead, and there is a catastrophe to happen. Someone responded.

"Master, give me the Blood Divine Sword. Just as the Bone Spirit was about to go berserk, the voice of the spirit suddenly sounded in his ears.

The white bone essence's long eyelashes jumped violently, and in silence, he sent the Blood Transformation God Sword into the ghost world.

Ling's black and white eyes seemed to shine with the sun, moon and stars. The strength she showed at this moment was not only no worse than the white bone spirit, but even stronger!

"The soul was shattered and merged into the flesh. Although the Blood Transformation Divine Sword can devour Sanzang's body, no matter what, it can't devour Sanzang's reincarnation in the tenth life, and after tens of millions of years of immortal soul, it can be promoted to the level of Zhuxian Sword. If it can devour the soul of Sanzang, it will become the first blade of the Three Realms, enough to kill the saint. Ling Shi's fingers lit up, stroked the narrow blade, and said softly.

The Bone Spirit gave her a deep look, not asking why she had such great power.

In fact, it is all tacit, and there is a lot of trickery in the exchange system.

The White Bone Spirit does not deny that Ling is very good to herself, and has no idea of slaughtering herself as a pig, but a relationship is a relationship, she is still a businessman in essence, and you can't ask her to be dead to you and give selflessly.

Having said that, they have redefined relationships since a long time ago. Not a nominal master and servant, but a collaborator who moves forward side by side.

I also said it openly, the combination is two benefits, and the division is two injuries, and the system in this story is the last boss of the bad stalk, which will never appear between them.