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A cadre of martial artists looked at each other, as if they were all petrified, and their hearts could not be calm, if guessing was one thing, then it was even more shocking to hear such a result when the dust settled. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's dead, the blood knife is really dead, that's the strength of the realm, I really didn't think that the result would be like this."

Someone spoke, and the others had incredible expressions on their faces.

Immediately, everyone looked at the pale Xiao Muyi in the field, and their expressions were different, and some of the women had a look of adoration on their faces, but more of them were jealous.

The strength of the fifth or sixth order of the Xuan Realm can kill the blood knife that is many years older in the early stage of the Earth Realm, it is simply too terrifying to be measured by the eyes of ordinary people, maybe no one here is his opponent, maybe there is, maybe, after all, at the beginning, no one could think that he could win, but the result was a big truth.

"Well, what's that, look."

Suddenly there was a scream from the crowd, as if he had found something, and he opened his mouth in surprise, and the warrior monks around him turned their heads in surprise, showing a look of surprise, and looked up at the sky with his gaze.

Sure enough, on the sky at this moment, thousands of points of light flickered, forming a huge picture, condensed together, and the points of light seemed to represent an unknown life, about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk of Washeng put one hand together, the treasure was solemn, shrouded in the divine Buddha light, looking at those thousands of points of light, and there was happiness in his eyes.

The crowd was obviously puzzled by the flickering points of light, and looked at him with a confused expression, wanting to know what it was.

"This Taoist friend is really immeasurably meritorious, saving thousands of living beings, which makes the little monk admire."

The little monk Watari looked at the position where Xiao Muyi was and was full of envy.

"Little monk, what are you envious of, can you still eat those light spots, you hurry up, quickly say what those things are, don't grind and chirp to sell the guanzi, everyone is waiting."

Half-Immortal Zhang had already jumped out of the crowd and asked, although he was a little curious, but he didn't think so.

"Amitabha, sins and sins."

"Of course you can't eat it, it's a life that is about to dissipate and reincarnate between heaven and earth, and you have a chance to be reborn."

"What, there is a chance to be born again."

There was a noise in the crowd, staring at the points of light and talking.

"I thought it was something, but it turned out to be something like this, really, what the fuss about."

Obviously, the half-immortal Zhang was disdainful of the little monk's explanation.

As if he hadn't heard the voice, the little monk said to himself.

"Martial monks, mortals, birds, beasts, heaven and earth spiritual creatures, but all living beings in heaven and earth will 'die' at the end of their lives, enter the afterlife in a special way, and be reborn by nature, unless you can reach the end of the martial arts, otherwise you will become a touch of loess in the end, but it is difficult to achieve that realm."

"Of course, not all living beings have the opportunity to reincarnate, simply put, when the warrior monk crosses the catastrophe, it will rain down the divine punishment of heaven and earth, the thunder power of destruction, if it is not survived, then under this extreme power, the life mark of the soul will be completely wiped out, disappear forever between heaven and earth, and cease to exist, causing too many such situations, far more than this, the slaughter between martial artists and monks is even more terrifying."

"Little monk, what we want to know is those points of light, for Mao, your eyes will light up when you see them, just like seeing a stunning beauty stripped naked, and you want to swallow it in one bite."

The half-immortal Zhang and his eyebrows condensed together, and he asked loudly.

When the surrounding female warriors heard the undisguised words of the half-immortal Zhang, their faces turned crimson, they stomped their feet, and a secret scolding sounded.

Of course, more people also want to know the result of what Half-Immortal Zhang is asking.

The little monk with a trace of dusting temperament rarely turned red at this moment, and said a little twisted.

"These points of light are obviously the souls of the martial artists who were killed and sealed by the blood knife, of course, it doesn't mean that so many people were killed by him, there must be a lot of the blood knife and the inheritance he obtained."

Then he changed his words and looked at the people in front of him.

"If these souls want to be reborn, then they have to get out of the control of the blood knife, and now that these souls have regained their freedom and get a chance to be reborn, then it proves that the blood knife has escaped or died, of course, I am more inclined to the latter, and these pure soul points are unwilling to leave in a hurry at this moment."

The little monk stopped for a moment, but looking at everyone's eagerness, he had to continue.

"That is, the blood knife was killed, and that fellow Daoist saved them, giving them a new life, and they wanted to say goodbye and 'thank' him at the moment they were about to leave."

"Thanks?"

The crowd was puzzled.

"Don't look at me, I don't know what to thank, I just know that it will be good, but my master didn't say what it is."

The little monk took a step back, his eyes full of eagerness to look at those points of light.

Patting the little girl in his arms, Xiao Muyi forcibly stood up, looked at the sky above his head, and bowed deeply to them.

"Thank you, for helping me at the end, you are finally free and reborn, bless you, go quickly!"

The rumbling Dao soul sound rang out, resounding throughout the world, and Xiao Mu waved his hand to it.

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