Du Fanglin withdrew his hand and got up and retreated, only for a moment, and his movements were completed in one go, and almost everyone had retreated to the entrance of the Innocent Cave. But it was not so much that he was forced to stop, but that he himself stopped on his own when he was only one step away from the entrance of the Myeongdong Cave.

Just because at this time, it was the Buddha Tianzuo who took his last breath.

Whether it was a real death or a fake death, the people present were not ordinary monks, and there were four masters hiding there - at that time, there were three Buddha rays of light rushing towards the Confucian who had taken away the demon heart, but the Eight Leaf Lotus had to react faster than the earth multiplication and one exposition.

"Du Fanglin!" Venerable Eight Leaf Lotus felt the anger of being fooled again after a long absence. It was he who wholeheartedly supported this man to come to heal Heaven, knowing that there was little hope, but still unwilling to give up. Compared to the land multiplied by one exposition, it seems to be stubborn because of the burden on his shoulders, and the Dharma Venerable acted boldly because he knew that the Holy Land had lost the heavenly throne but still had the ground multiplication!

But at this time, the calmest and most rational person is also the saddest, just multiplying one by one.

When Du Fanglin retreated, he felt bad. When the four masters of the bystander Qing made a move to block it, Yiyi had already turned around! He missed the last closing eye of Tianzuo, but he didn't miss the living demon heart that was turned into nothingness by Du Fanglin in the wooden box on his cuffs.

"Leave the Demon Heart!"

Yixiti shouted calmly, the rosary was raised, and his palm was full of anger. However, a fourth master appeared from the light and shadow, and blocked the palm of his chest: "Amitabha." ”

"The opportunity has come, this is the last wish of the throne!"

The other three Shizang appeared on Du Fanglin's side at the same time, with their hands folded, seemingly blocking, but also just in case.

However, the dust under the anger of the Eight Leaf Lotus had also smashed into his face, and Du Fanglin had to take out the wooden box again to block his face, and the angry Dharma Venerable swept the dust in the cave with the remaining strength in his hand.

The face of the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord was saved.

In the wooden box was the demon heart.

"The Demon Heart must not leave the Pure Cave!" Yiyi Ti was calm but insistent.

Du Fanglin's face remained unchanged: "The heavenly seat has been allowed." "The Confucian is solemn and gentlemanly. The shadow under his feet was just an extremely faint move, and some of the evil qi had long been submerged in the demonic energy of the demon heart and the aura of the pure saint Taoyao.

The Celestial Throne has indeed allowed.

If it is not promised by Tianzuo himself, even if it takes more trouble in the future, the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord will categorically give up this action. It's one thing to be cunning, it's another to be upright.

Fortunately, his credibility value is still left here in Tianzuo, and it is not like the eight-leaf lotus who needs to be coaxed for a long time before he can see each other again.

The four onlookers had heard the sound of the heavenly throne in their ears.

reacted, and the ground by one explanatory also remembered the question that Du Fanglin said when he knelt on one knee before. He raised his hand to stop the Eight Leaf Lotus's fierce questioning, "Don't you think the inkstone master should leave an explanation for the holy domain first?" The voice has softened, but the attitude is hardened.

In order not to provoke the reaction of the people of the Sanctuary again.

Du Fanglin did not turn the wooden box into nothingness as before, pushed open the folding fan with one hand, and muttered for a moment, "I want to take." He spoke softly and slowly, "First!" ”

These four words sound like a white wolf in empty words.

If Yi Yiti really didn't let him go, the three Shizang who were blocking behind would definitely take action.

Du Fanglin's fan flickered slightly, and finally faintly moved towards Yixi...... Although among the people present, it seems that the eight-leaf lotus is the best to deal with, but it is better to have a little conscience as a person.

The clothes of the Confucian scholars hang straight down, windless and neat, "my name is Fu Yan." And he said, "I never lie!" ”

The word Fu Yan is not taken arbitrarily.

If there is a good practice, and the gentleman does not believe in his words, then the Confucian sect should be scolded as a "hypocrite" by the world. After all, Confucianism is credible, or Du Fanglin still has merit.

There is a sign of the deceased Celestial Throne before he dies, and the earth multiplies a sense of compassion in his heart.

"Let's go!" The Earth Rider raised his hands and folded his back and turned around, staring at the Heavenly Throne Dharma Body that had no longer breath left in the ice. After a hundred years, hope will eventually become hopeless, perhaps this is the destiny of heaven. I only hope that God bless my Buddha, and don't let the demons go wrong again!

Du Fanglin raised his sleeves and put away the wooden box and made a promise: "I will not let one more person die in the Central Plains!" "If I think about it, if I had narrowed down the scope of my commitment to the righteous path, I would have been able to control it so far.

If you can't do it, then say it. It won't be worse than the original situation, otherwise wouldn't this opportunity to cross the void and reality be wasted?

"Goodbye." Du Fanglin held a glimmer of hope and looked at the eight-leaf lotus quietly.

Eight Leaf Lotus avoided his gaze, her face was ugly, and she endured it for a long time before Huo Ran turned around and looked at the ground, closed her eyes and recited the scriptures silently, with a face of remorse and reflection.

In the Pure Cave, the four masters have recited the scriptures and sent them off for the heavenly seat. Du Fanglin turned back, feeling that he was about to lose a friend again, but it seemed that it was no wonder that others were no one.

"There will be friends again!"

Du Fanglin silently recited with a solemn expression: "Let the fish swallow the ink to make more good incense, and send it back to the holy area......

Friends can be found again, but there is only one magic heart!

But he still feels a little uncomfortable in his heart, does he have to give a little more hint before deceiving people next time, otherwise his friends will be angry and leave, isn't that life very lonely?

Desireless days.

Danfeng Gongsun Yue, who was dressed in black and stained with blood, was being attacked by a crimson long knife that seemed to have infinite demonic fire. The more the sword light of the righteous brother Dongfang Dingli's frenzy and unrestrained sword light became, the more it made the fingers of the phoenix tail silk fan tightly pull out the blood.

At this time, the only fortunate thing is that the fifth brother Lan Yizhang is still recuperating from his injuries and is not around. The sound of the flute in his ears became more and more urgent, unlike Dongfang Dingli, who had lost most of his sanity, Gu Xiao Fan was desolate after taking revenge, and he voluntarily threw himself into the demon world, although the degree of demonization was not completed, but it was enough to let the sound of the flute drive the demon fog.

The demonic mist devoured the soul and devoured the soul, making the strength of Danfeng Gongsun Yue in the bitter battle lose faster, but she had been reluctant to use hurtful martial arts for a long time.

Suddenly, a ray of light fell from the sky.

When he landed, he sprinkled the illusion of the peach, and the ink fracture fan split the magic fog of Xiaoyin, and there was a moment of crushing!

The sword was in flames, and then a black-haired figure in an ink shirt and a high-crowned black haired Confucian suddenly appeared beside Danfeng Gongsun Yue, "What about talking about no desire?" ”

At a glance, it was known that there was no one here.

Before Gongsun Yue, who was gasping for breath, could speak, Du Fanglin frowned, held a fan in his left hand, and raised his sleeves to make a sword to urge the air waves around! It's not his own swordsmanship, but the sword moves taught by Shizun Mo Dumping Chi in his early years, the sharp flow of the waterfall!

Dealing with the scorching sun with the clarity of the nine heavens, although the sword intent of extreme clarity and purity has deviated from the grand view of peace and tranquility, it can shake the momentum of magic with the edge against the edge.

The red fire is extinguished, and there is no desire in the sky, but there is only smoke left in the sky. After the clear light faded, the peach blossoms melted into the earth, and the two people were lost at the scene.

Gu Xiao Fan was desolate because the demon fog was broken and he was one step late, and he didn't even have a chance to see the opponent's face and leave the direction clearly, he glanced at the ignorant Dongfang Dingli, raised the white bone flute in his hand, and released the demon soul to track.

"Let's go!"

And Du Fanglin has taken Gongsun Yue and fled ten miles away.

Gongsun Yue spat out a mouthful of blood on the shoulder of the Confucian scholar first. At this time, she didn't care about her previous opinions and fears about this person, and after she was safe, her heart was relieved, and her injuries broke out immediately.

Du Fanglin also has a demon heart on his body.

He originally came here to find a talk about no desire, but he happened to run into this battle, and he couldn't let Gongsun Yue go without saving him. Ten miles away seems to be far away, but in fact it is at the foot of the mountain range where Desireless Heaven is located. If you stay longer, you will easily be caught up by the Demon Realm.

Danfeng Gongsun Yue is here.

Why didn't the other person come?

It was easy to remember the identity of the woman he saved, Du Fanglin slowly healed Gongsun Yue's luck with one hand, and thought about countermeasures in his heart.

The devil's heart cannot be lost.

Then simply don't talk about desirelessness, and directly lead people to the glass fairyland!

Two butterflies quickly flew out of the sky with a red light. Suddenly a cold wind blew, making Du Fanglin finally remember that he seemed to be running out of bad luck recently. He took a breath and helped Gongsun Yue turn back, and sure enough, he saw that there was one more person behind him.

Blonde hair, fiery red clothes, a gloomy and murderous face—

Unlucky, Yinchuan Butterfly is here!