Zhu Ming was shattered, Jin Lin was solemn, and the Sword Ancestor held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, slashing at will, and it was an extremely thin golden long line flying by.

There is no sound and might, there is no earth-shattering, it is just slow, and it is profitable!

Compassion saw that the golden thread was very slowly approaching him, but it was only a step away that the golden thread could pass him.

At this point, he found himself unable to move.

Is it really slow?

Or are you tied up?

I didn't have time to think about it, I was compassionate and mantrated, and I was glad in an instant.

When the golden line is crossed, the "compassion" flutters into two petals and disappears. In another place, a merciful phanteur appeared.

Without any suspense, a golden thread immediately appeared in front of him, and before Mercy could recite the mantra, he suddenly saw the 'Sword Ancestor' possessed by Ji Qing cut out a golden thread again in the direction of the emptiness.

Mercy was shocked, that was where he was about to dodge!

Whenever he re-recited the spell to adjust the direction, the Sword Ancestor's attack was pointed, and before the tea was ready, it was already covered with golden threads, and Mercy was shocked to find that he had nowhere to hide!

The light covered the surface of the body, and compassion appeared on the golden body of the Buddha, and at the same time, the electric light of the palm beats, and the thunder thunders.

The silent golden thread and the roaring thunder and lightning met at this moment, and no one was interrupted, and no one was cut off.

The golden thread pushes Compassion forward, slowly, but not slower, maintaining a steady speed.

The two feet of mercy plough out the ravines in the ground, and the gold thread crosses the ground and divides them into two neatly and neatly, horizontal and vertical, as if measuring the number of inches. Blood dripped from the palm of the mercy's palm, filling the straight, slender line between the two pieces of ground.

As the golden thread stopped, the thunder and lightning star dispersed into countless points of light, and the golden shell on the surface of the mercy's body also cracked and shattered, and the robe and the robe opened a few incisions, and a little blood oozed out of it.

There are two miles in between.

Jian Zu lowered his head and tasted the bounty lin, no longer looked at him, and chuckled: "What kind of Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation, the old decay can't touch the corners of his clothes, it's really a shame that you have cultivated for so many years, and you will bully and bully my young apprentice, and you can't get on the stage." In another ten years, I'm afraid you won't even be able to catch up with my apprentice, are you ashamed?"

Compassion sneered: "Why don't you fight with me to bully the small? In another ten years, your true body will be trampled under my feet, Sword Ancestor Old Horseman, today I will trample your incarnation under my feet, so that when you see me in the future, you will know how to retreat and steal your life!"

At that time, the wind was fierce, the golden body of mercy was restored, and a white swamp was born everywhere with thunder, entangled with compassion, and also wrapped around the sword ancestor.

After the sun was hidden, the darkness between the heavens and the earth was filled, and the blue light connected the dark clouds and the thunder, no longer fleeting, and fell across a radius of ten miles.

The power of the Nine Heavens Thunder can punish the immortals, how dare the Sword Ancestor despise it? Without a sword under his feet, he can still fly up in the wind, and a golden lin in his hand points at the pillars of light in all directions, causing it to refract elsewhere.

The sword ancestor took this to protect himself, but compassion was like a fish in water, the thunder fell on his body of the peerless divine help, only to see the golden body Buddha driving the thunder wantonly in the thunder and flying in the thunder, the thunder in his hands turned into a huge demon pestle, every time it fell to the ground, detonating ten zhang of electric light, and there were countless Buddhist Sanskrit songs and singing, stirring the soul.

It is as if the gods in charge of thunder and lightning are angry and decree that sentient beings be punished for their sins.

This kind of means means means that the people of Fengtianfu in Liangzhou are ashamed of themselves, and they are inferior.

The thunder and lightning bypassed the golden line and went straight to the sword ancestor, but the golden line could not turn at will, and it could not hit the compassionate mountain man at this time.

Sword Ancestor's heart moved slightly, and four long sword phantoms appeared out of thin air behind him.

Qingyang, Zhu Ming, Bai Zang, and Xuanying stood on the front and back respectively, and derived the blue, red, yellow, and white four square sword days, as if the four times in the world were constantly rotating, separating the heavenly thunder and giant pestle to resist all attacks.

The Sword Ancestor was in the center, and before his body moved, the Imperial Sword Jin Lin flew through the air, and his speed was far greater than that of the Qi Blade Golden Thread.

The meteor turned by the Jin Lin sword caught up with the thunder Buddha in an instant, and passed through the chest.

The Dharma Body broke the work, the thunder overflowed, and the compassionate mountain people fell silently.

Heaven and earth are clear again.

The white light in Ji Qing's eyes dimmed, and the sword ancestor clone quietly drifted away.

This blow almost exhausted the power hidden by the sword intent clone, and there was no further move, but fortunately, it was fatal with one blow......

Looking around, Ji Qing was at a loss, there was a mess all over the place within a radius of ten miles, and there was hardly a single intact hut that was almost found, only the thatched hut surrounded by many gold wires gradually revealed its circle.

This golden thread is actually made of sword qi? Could it be that the master made a move?

The old monk pushed the door out, and said without a tenth: "Poor monk, thank you to Ji Qing's benefactor and Jian Zu's rescue." ”

Ji Qing reacted and said politely: "The master is polite." ”

No one noticed that a small crimson flame suddenly ignited on the wound on the chest of the Compassion Mountain Man! It quickly spread to the whole body and burned him, and in the raging fire, the "corpse" of Compassion cracked and opened into ravines, revealing a red light, but there was not a trace of ashes.

The warm sun lurks, and the dark clouds reunite.

The red light released coldness, and Ji Qing and Wu's heart beat wildly, and they couldn't stop palpitating.

Ice froze on the ground beneath Mercy, and there was frost and snow nearby.

The two held their breath and stared, not daring to move.

Soon, Compassion stood up and let out a long breath of turbid air, and a little bit of ice slag fell to the ground.

"Heh!" The flame burned and could not be extinguished, and the pupils of Compassion also turned crimson, and Compassion smiled: "It's a pity that the Sword Ancestor walked too fast and didn't have time to enjoy the humiliation, otherwise, I would have made him unforgettable for the rest of his life!"

Wuwu sighed: "Amitabha." Compassion, turn back to the shore! You are extremely talented, your means are extremely high, and the immortal path to heaven is waiting for you to go, why do you want to cultivate such evil methods and make yourself look like you are not a human being, a ghost or a ghost?"

Carefully examining the crimson flames surrounding him, he sneered compassionately: "What you have in your heart is just a joke! Look at yourself, your cultivation is in vain, if a natural disaster comes, how many ordinary people can you save? I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect yourself." And I'm waving my hand to save thousands! Using the crooked and heretical ways that you despise, what if people are not ghosts or ghosts? The common people are in fire and water, and if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Wu Wu said angrily: "Cultivating karma, cultivating good karma and blessing karma, not killing karma! There should be no good or bad in the world, and it is a good thing to make good use of power to benefit the common people, but for the sake of the empty people in your heart, you instead extend the butcher's knife to today, all sentient beings, what is the difference between this and the evil devil's outer way?"

Compassion laughed wildly: "Evil? What is evil? Can't you see that the corruption of Shenzhou is not the fault of the national teacher and the Emperor Shenzong, but the will of heaven! The pros and cons in Kyushu are in their own ways, and the four major forces outside Kyushu are eyeing each other, and the chaos in the whole world has already begun, and no one can turn the tide, the world is changing, and it is right to conform to the will of heaven! Stubbornness is evil! Only by promoting the general trend and ending this chaos as soon as possible is the right way! Now the method is in front of us, just wait to open up an immortal road, with the supreme mana of the immortals, I can save all the people from fire and water, I can protect the bloodline of Shenzhou to pass on! Sacrifice is inevitable, even without me, they will die if Shenzhou is in chaos, it is better to die after achieving me! The national teacher has the magic power of the gods, realizes the heavenly opportunity, and painstakingly seeks a way out, but I hate you pedantic people in the world who are short-sighted and obstruct everywhere, which is extremely stupid!"

"Sure enough, he was instructed by the national teacher!" Hearing this, Ji Qing and Wuwu were silent.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't listen, Compassion lost any interest in talking, and said, "Forget it, a bunch of idiots, it's useless to talk more." With that, he walked over to the two.

Under the feet of compassion, lotus grows step by step, and the world is cold.

Several sword lights slashed, and without exception, the ice dissipated, knowing that he was definitely not an opponent, Ji Qing asked, "What is this? I have never heard of it." ”

Wu Wu closed his eyes and sighed: "It is the red lotus karmic fire hidden deep in the Eight Cold Hells, killing and creating karma, containing infinite power, it is not the same as ordinary fire, and it cannot be compared with the ninefold tribulation thunder encountered by non-ascending immortals." ”

How chilly is it like ten years ago?

The sight of the two looking at each other on the ice lake is something she will never forget. Who would have thought that the boy who smiled warmer than the sun would have such a cold-blooded time?

Yelin, what are you enduring exactly, let me see......

Ji Qing let go of Jin Lin, pointed at her eyebrows, and pulled out a black sword.

Compassion stopped and stared, he didn't understand, why did he feel cold?

The red lotus industry fire is already the coldest in Shenzhou.

Wuyou's feet unconsciously stepped back, away from the black sword, away from Ji Qing.

The dead silence that had lingered in dozens of long nights seemed to appear before him again, and he sat down dejectedly, and saw nothing—

Holding the night language, Ji Qing made thousands of green silks as white snow, after a sword

The karmic fire is extinguished.

The nightmare did not come again, and Wuwu sighed: "It turns out that it is not him." This sword, like him. ”

Compassion knelt on the ground, he was puzzled, and said: "I have been killing for a hundred years, and there are no less than hundreds of thousands of unjust souls in my hands, before I have gathered a body of karma, and I am hated by gods and ghosts, and finally cultivated the red lotus karmic fire, there is only one time left, I can become an immortal, you! And that sword! What is it?"

Retracting the night language, Ji Qing said, "It seems that you are still almost." ”

Compassion is like an ice sculpture that falls and shatters and then vanishes.

There was no joy of victory, Ji Qing hid her thoughts.

The sun fell on her again, so warm, because the cold was not over.

Suddenly thought, hugging Yelin, although he can't give much, is better than him sitting alone in the cold abyss.

Seeing this scene, Li Yu of Guanding was silent for a moment, and Li Yu said: "That sword, is it the killing intent that Gongzi exuded?"

Yelin paused slightly, didn't look back at him, just replied: "Someone told me that pain is also a kind of motivation, such as hatred. ”

Li Yu couldn't bear it, and said: "But that's the hatred of all beings, not your son! Bearing too much pain, you will drive yourself crazy......

With a gloomy expression, Yelin put down the chess pieces and said, "When you come that day, don't stop me, when the matter is over, I will leave for a while, maybe come back, maybe not come back." ”

The chill soaked into the bone marrow, Li Yu looked at the upside-down black tower in the inner courtyard, and said: "That tower has a very high rank, no worse than Yongzhou Ding, and the rebirth of Kangzhuang, I want to know what deal Gongzi and Difu have made?

Yelin left his seat, walked out of the door, took a deep breath, and said, "Before leaving, I will send millions of living beings to hell and reincarnation." ”

Millions? Where are the millions?

Li Yu was speechless.

Hongxiao brought food in, and felt cold inexplicably, not knowing what Li Yu was thinking, and not knowing why Gongzi was standing outside.

At this time, she subconsciously didn't want to get close to Yelin, and she couldn't tell why.

Probably, a little scared?

Under the sun, in the back of the young man, there is a demon.