Nuwa Temple, the Thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Golden Spirit Bead with blood poured into Zong Ye's mind like memories. Zong Ye's hand that was stuck in the god began to tremble, his arms hanging weakly at his side, even the Red Lotus Wanyue Knife couldn't hold it, and he turned into a shadow of the waning moon and returned to the palm of his hand.

Shendi's voice was like a ghost: "Do you remember? You want to be a man, is it too late?"

There was a "snap" sound, and the tiger spirit split the dust and slapped Shen Di on the cheek.

Bai Luo's moon-white robe fell from the dark brown dust, like a fairy descending in troubled times. Bai Luo was furious, but his voice became more and more calm, but every word he said in a calm tone made Shen Tu shudder: "I don't know if he will be in time, but it is too late for you to live." ”

Shen Tu raised his head and looked at Bai Luo. Zong Ye held his head with his hands and curled up in front of Shen Di in pain. Shen Di looked at Bai Luo and smiled coldly: "The Martial Divine Monarch is so powerful. I would like to ask you, what if someone tore open the Demon Barrier?"

Bai Luo said coldly: "Be punished." ”

"What if anyone takes away your orbs? ”

"Be punished. ”

The Divine Soul Slayer Sword slashed and pointed directly at Zong Ye's neck: "So why do you still keep this person?"

There was not a trace of ripple in Bai Luo's voice: "I don't kill people who are suspected of crimes." ”

"Hypocrisy!" Shen Di's eyes lit up, and the sharp screams on the Soul Slayer Sword rose again: "He doesn't deserve to die, but I deserve to die?"

Bai Luo said coldly: "For tens of thousands of years, you are still the first person who dares to ask me for an understanding from Bai Ranxi. ”

The tiger's golden light was magnificent, and the tiger's roar in the wind came, suppressing the sound of the ghost on the soul-killing sword. Bai Luo's left hand raised slightly, and his voice was cold: "Tiger spirit, broken ghost!"

For a while, the golden light was flourishing, and the golden spirit flow seemed to be about to beat the gods to the point that they were willing to give up, and they pressed down on the gods with a strong wind.

There was a loud bang, like a mountain fire suddenly rising in the forest, the blazing flame tongue swept the heaven and earth, and the giant tree was instantly ignited under the flame tongue, just like the twelve towering torches around the altar surrounded Bai Luo, trapping her in the cage of fire.

Wu Yueji's blazing flame is made up of Fei Tong's spirit beads, which are the same as Fei Tong's Vermilion Bird Flame, and her spiritual power is mellow and strong, like a wall of fire, blocking Shen Tu in front of him, protecting him from the blow of the broken ghost.

The dragon roared in the air, and heavy rain poured down from the sky. It's just that the heavy rain is not the water of the East China Sea brought by Ye Ming after all, it can only make the flames no longer spread, but it can't be extinguished.

In the heavy rain, the raging fire separated Bai Luo from Zong Ye. Zong Ye's hand sank deep into the mud, and fragmented memories hit his brain with sharp edges. Whether he wants to accept it or not, those are his memories after all. Those memories were like Ling Chi, cutting his heart piece by piece.

Zong Ye raised his head, and behind the blazing flames in the heavy rain was Bai Luo's moon-white robe, but he saw another Bai Luo, the placket was stained with blood, and there was an empty Bai Luo in his heart. Blood continued to flow from the hollow of the heart, as if the heart had been dug out entirely.

Zong Ye couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, and he couldn't raise his hand to break this terrible memory, which reminded him of the evil he had committed over and over again.

He was never a good man, he was always a wicked man. Shen Tu is right, the sins are as heavy as him, and it is not that he can be a new person if he forgets the past.

Bai Luo saw Zong Ye's expression, and his heart suddenly fell into disappointment: "Zong Ye!"

Through the flames, he saw the white blue eyes, and his heart suddenly ached. He saw Bai Luo's lips open lightly, but he couldn't hear Bai Luo's voice. In his ears was Bai Luo's scream, the scream of the broken spirit beads being dug up piece by piece.

In his ears was the hideous laughter of the gods, the groans of tens of thousands of evil ghosts in hell, and the "Demon Venerable" who knelt at his feet and screamed out again and again.

It was not the "Holy Venerable" that he heard in the Suzaku Fantasy Land of the Tower of Babel, but the "Holy Venerable" that Situ Lu knelt at his feet five thousand years ago and shouted.

His name is Yu Lei, and he and Shen Tu were originally the same person.

Shen Tu dodged the blow of the shattered ghost and staggered to the ground, he looked at Zong Ye who fell to the ground, and his heart was happy, and even Fang Cai's embarrassment was completely forgotten. Shen Di walked to Zong Ye's side, grabbed Zong Ye's neck and lifted him up. At this time, Zong Ye needed to move his fingers with great strength, let alone resist the gods?

Shen Di looked at Bai Luo and raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Shenjun, look at your good apprentice." It's always been such a waste, and I can't even figure out my identity. ”

Before Shen Tu finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he subconsciously threw Zong Ye and turned around. I saw that the cold light in the hands of the Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor behind him flashed, and it had already stabbed him in the back. The god took a step back, and the soul-killing sword was held in the palm of his hand and waved. A three-foot blood sword immediately flew out of the arm of the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty.

Shen Tu looked coldly at the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty: "The old immortal has been looking for you for so long, and you are finally here." ”

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty stood in front of Zong Ye and listened attentively to Shen Di's every move: "Your and my debts should also be calculated today!"

Shen Tu suddenly laughed, and looked at the Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor in disbelief: "Even the way you look now, you are worthy of being my enemy? Back then, you didn't even keep your own eyeballs, and now you still want to take revenge?"

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor smiled coldly: "The deity is not high, but he can't die." This revenge will be avenged one day. ”

Shen Tu was not afraid of the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty, but looked at him with interest. The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor stood in front of Zong Ye, although he didn't say anything, but looking at the position he was standing on, he actually wanted to hide Zong Ye. A hint of displeasure faintly flashed in Shen Di's heart: "Just because you are also worthy of calling yourself a deity? You have been hiding for thousands of years, and you appeared in front of me this time just to save him?"

The Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Capital stood in front of Zong Ye without saying a word. He couldn't see, but his ears were not deaf, he heard Zong Ye's moan, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to the gods.

Shen Tu laughed and said, "You people are so unclear that you don't know the difference between friend and foe? He gouged out your eyeballs, but you repaid virtue with resentment?"

"Although the deity is blind in his eyes, he is not blind in his heart. Originally, I always suspected that he was the one who gouged out my eyeballs. It wasn't until I met you again today that I was sure that it was you who gouged out my eyeballs back then, not him!"

Shen Tu laughed: "It's true that I was the one who started it, but he came up with the idea." ”

The face of the Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor changed suddenly. Zong Ye was still curled up behind him. The Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor couldn't tell for a moment whether Zong Ye couldn't argue or if what the original Shen Tu said was the truth. His footsteps in front of Zong Ye moved slightly.

Shen Di looked at Bai Luo playfully: "Obviously, he took away your golden spirit bead, and you still have to protect him, you people are really sick." ”

In the flames, Bai Luo's blue pupils instantly became even cooler, and she didn't care about the blazing fire in front of her, and walked step by step towards the wall of fire that rushed into the sky.

Bai Luo walked into the flames step by step, and walked out of the flames. Her steps were steady, and even as the fire licked the back of her jade-white hand, she didn't mess up at all. A cluster of flames burned on the white green silk, burning her neck, her eyes were cold in the flames, and her voice was as cold as ice: "Where is my golden spirit bead?"

The corners of Shen Di's mouth stiffened slightly: "What if I don't say what will you do?"

"Then you won't be able to open your mouth again. ”