Three!

One of the secret techniques of the Death Mask, the Shadow of the Void appeared, and the long-planned attack of the Holy Son of Mingxuan, with terrifying demonic might, slammed on the virtual Xiao Chen.

Mingxuan Holy Son showed a stunned expression, and just passed through Xiao Chen's body directly.

The pinnacle blow did not stop Xiao Chen for a moment.

The smile on the corner of the Black Lotus Sect Venerable's mouth did not dissipate, and he still looked at Xiao Chen coldly, neither making a move, nor changing his expression.

Two!

One of the secret techniques of the Mask of Death, a masked clone appears, and an extra clone with a mask appears in the air.

The secret technique was unleashed, and Xiao Chen felt that his body was split in two. No matter which one is destroyed, the other can still be retained and alive with intact sanity.

I finally understood why the king of people couldn't tell the real from the fake, because both were real.

Two seconds passed, and Xiao Chen, who had passed Ming Xuan's block, was only a hundred meters away from the Black Lotus Sect Venerable on the throne.

The qi machine was locked, the true yuan was mobilized, the power of the two avenues overlapped, and Long Wei climbed to the peak.

Waiting, waiting for the last second to come.

Under the mask, Xiao Chen's expression was solemn, and a pair of desolate eyes were exposed, but there was only a cold killing intent and a strange demonic nature, and there was no other superfluous disclosure.

A second, how long can it be.

A breath, a blink of an eye, when you look up, at the moment you step on your feet, at the moment you open your mouth, at the moment when your mind moves slightly.

A second, it passed.

But in the eyes of a master, one second is enough to do a lot of things.

You can fly away, you can use a knife a hundred times, you can kill countless people, you can have thousands of thoughts, you can ...... You can do many, many things.

The Black Lotus Sect Venerable did only one thing, and he stood up from his throne.

Some people stand up because they are tired, some people stand up because they are about to walk, and some people just don't have to be idle.

But there are people who stand up, and there is only one reason forever, forever, and ever, and he is going to fight!!

Rumble!

At the moment when the Black Lotus Sect Venerable rose again, a powerful battle intent surged out from his body, rushed into the sky, turned into a raging fire, and ignited half of the sky.

The clouds burned, and flames filled the sky.

This fighting spirit is pure and simple, domineering and direct, which directly imprisons this space.

The two doppelgangers, in front of him, stopped abruptly.

The thoughts in Xiao Chen's heart were all condensed in an instant, and he couldn't move, speak, or think.

The Black Lotus Sect Venerable slowly stretched out his hand, but just as he was about to touch it, he saw his hand approaching Xiao Chen little by little.

But just as he was about to touch it, the lower half of the Black Lotus Sect Venerable's body suddenly burned, and his hand stopped in front of Xiao Chen's forehead forever.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the Black Lotus Sect Venerable said softly: "In my life, I have fought against the Divine Vein Emperor, fought against the Human King, and killed countless Saint Venerables, but I have never stood up as a Star Monarch. You should be proud......"

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of Mingxuan screamed in pain, and ran over quickly, wanting to grab the hand of the Black Lotus Sect Venerable.

But before he had time to touch the residual warmth in his hand, the Black Lotus Sect Venerable turned into ashes, and he just glanced at Ming Xuan silently.

Full of anticipation and pampering, but he couldn't continue to look at it, just a glance. Once throughout his life, under the suppression of the four temples of Buddhism, the Black Lotus Sect Venerable, who was able to retreat with his whole body, was scattered.

Disappearing from this world forever, only the raging fire in the sky that burns half of the sky proves the glory and past of the Black Lotus Sect Venerable.

Wow!

The two doppelgangers fell to the ground and merged into one, the bloodline of the flood was over, and Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wounded and wounded, he fell to the ground weak, not knowing whether he won or lost.

The Holy Son of Mingxuan knelt on the ground and chanted the sutras silently, exuding an incomparably pure Buddha nature on his immaculate, untainted body.

Xiao Chen was holding a Sword Emperor Grass in his hand, and at this time, he made a move, with the power of the Sword Emperor Grass.

The Holy Son of Mingxuan will definitely die.

After all, he still didn't make a move, Xiao Chen slowly got up, left this place, and fell on the sea.

Looking in all directions, it was a mess.

Floating on the surface of the sea were the corpses of the Black Lotus Sect Protector and Arhats, and the blood merged with the sea water to form a pungent smell.

That kind of taste is called tragic.

A down-and-out sect, a strength that once competed with the four major Buddhist sects. Now of all the belongings, there are only four Star Monarchs left, hundreds of Great Yuan Dan Venerables, and then all of them are explained here.

That man fought all his life, and finally died standing up.

Senior Brother Ye Zifeng made it clear that he couldn't do it within ten years, and he made a desperate bet and ended up like this.

The flames in the sky are still burning, whirring, the waves are rolling and whistling, the sound of the waves is non-stop, and the holy son of Mingxuan in the rear is reverently chanting, and the Buddha's voice is ethereal.

The fire is the laughter of the Black Lotus Venerable after liberation, the sound of the waves is the cry of the heroic souls of the sect, and the sound of the Buddha is the blessing and prayer for the next life.

Some people are laughing, some people are crying, and some people are chanting......

Xiao Chen turned a deaf ear, took steps, and walked slowly towards the little monk's body in the sea.

The weak body, holding the sword, staggered, walked slowly, as if it would be lost in the big waves at any moment.

But this heart has been sad and parted, but it is not afraid of life and death,

Dressed in white and with a knife, let the wind and waves stir up this life.

The cold wind hit, and Xiao Chen's thin body was slightly cool. When he looked up, a ray of sunlight shone down, catching up with his footsteps.

Looking back, on the desolate and bleak sea, the wind and waves stopped, and the bodies of the Black Lotus Sect members floated quietly.

The flames burning in the sky were extinguished, and on the boat, the Holy Son of Mingxuan was dressed in a white monk's robe and looked at Xiao Chen coldly.

New hatred and old hatred are gone today.

But at this moment, there was no sadness or joy, just glanced at the person on the bow of the ship, and turned around silently.

Lifting his feet and jumping hard, he fell to the little monk's side and picked him up.

The blood-colored ring in his hand turned into a flash of red light, and the demon blood vulture carried the two of them, flew over the sea ship, and continued to fly towards the place where the cross-border teleportation array was.

Xiao Chen held the little monk's right hand and checked his pulse, his breath was weak, and the signs of life were absent.

The vitality of the flesh is slowly dissipating.

Touching the ground and subduing the demon seal, this terrifying secret technique of Buddhism, is the strongest Dharma seal left by the Buddha before he became a Buddha.

The four major Buddhist temples are not abbots and holy monks, and cannot be used without permission.

The little monk didn't know where the courage was, but he actually showed it, and he really succeeded in it.

But I didn't expect that this price would be bearable by that little novice.

He also forgot that his physical body was already fragile and tormented by karmic fire.

The sins on his body are even more terrible than Xiao Chen, holding the sword of Buddhism. Doomed, a lifetime of killing, and sin entangled.

Xiao Chen looked helpless, took out the strange fruit obtained from the Divine Fire Pillar in the storage ring, and originally kept it for himself to go to the Divine Dragon Empire.

Now, I have to use it.

"I really owe you in my last life. ”

Opening the little monk's mouth, Xiao Chen muttered, feeding him to swallow this powerful mysterious fruit.

The moment the strange fruit entered the body, the blood of the little monk was active and boiling in an instant.

The originally faint signs of life became active like a beast, and his pale face was also red.

The better the effect, the more distressed Xiao Chen became, originally, he should have taken it.

But it doesn't matter, it's enough to survive here.

It's good to be alive, to be alive is to have hope, to have everything.

Looking back, the flames that had already existed in the heavenly dome had completely dissipated.

The burned clouds reconverged, and the last traces left by the Black Lotus Sect Venerable in the world were gone.

But at this moment, a Buddha power surged up from that side and rushed into the sky.

Countless black lotuses, descending from the sky, the wandering Buddha sound, spread in all directions, and when they came to Xiao Chen, they could still hear the aftersound.

Once an epiphany, it cannot be a lifetime.

Xiao Chen knew that the Black Lotus Sect Venerable was dead, but he had an enemy that was even more terrifying than the Black Lotus Sect Venerable.

I also understood that the Black Lotus Sect Venerable finally looked at the eyes of the Holy Son of Mingxuan, in addition to expectation and favor.

More importantly, let him not make a move, because Xiao Chen still has the means to die with him.

Only by living can there be hope......