The clouds lifted.

On the top of Rulai, a step Lianhua suddenly had the idea of wanting to "open her eyes".

Perhaps the sky couldn't bear to see the Buddha embarrassed, so Du Fanglin put the matter of taking away the Buddha's eyes in the first place. At first, the idea may have been very simple, he knew that if nothing changed, the eyes of the Lotus Flower would be taken away by the demon and placed on the stone statue of the Heavenly Demon Pool.

In order to prevent accidents, or to eliminate all variables, Du Fanglin chose to take all the factors that may lead to adverse consequences in his own hands in advance.

The plan was advanced step by step, and many other factors were added in the middle, and the eyes of the Supreme Guidance Saint Venerable of the Ten Thousand Saints Rock One Step Lotus Flower had also changed from props to keys.

The priority was raised, and the matter of "the conspirator voluntarily sent out his eyes in one step" became the first action of the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord after stepping on the mountain.

At this time, the Lord of the Twin Bridges has already left the Ten Thousand Saints Rock, and the follow-up of the Xuanzong traitor will also be handed over to the head of the Xuanzong Sect as planned.

On the top of the Buddha, the eyes of the standing Buddha were still dark, and only the sound of the wind could be heard in his ears.

Is the purpose of the conspirators just to find out the traitors hidden in the suffering for Xuanzong?

Simple actions do not conform to Du Fanglin's character that has always been outward. One step Lianhua knew in her heart that what would happen next was the beginning of everything and the end of a story.

And at this time, in a difficult situation.

The core base of the Central Plains Orthodox Road, in the territory of Liulixian.

Qu Shitu was always a little restless, and his mind kept thinking about the words that Su Huanzhen left when he was leaving.

"Qu Shitu, you will stay here and wait for Xuanzong to come" but no one has come, and the glazed fairyland seems to be isolated from the bitter realm for the first time, and it has been very quiet from beginning to end.

"Could it be that Su really made a mistake in inference?"

Qu Shitu muttered to himself, couldn't help but look at the sun in the sky again, and wiped the cold sweat that flowed inexplicably: "It shouldn't be...... Something is really wrong. Alas, why is this happening! ”

It's uncertain, it's very vague, and it makes it very uncomfortable for those who try to speculate on the future.

It was like someone throwing a pebble in the pond in front of you, and the ripples continued to expand until the shore was slightly invisible. But ripples do exist in the senses—

"Can't be passive anymore!"

This vague feeling is probably the feeling that Su Huanzhen left this sentence before leaving.

"Even Tan Wuxi, who left together, didn't send back the slightest news, there is indeed something wrong...... Alas, it would be nice if Qin Fake Immortal could be here...... Well? ”

Qu Shitu stood up suddenly. There is indeed something wrong with things, and the power of the Glass Wonderland has been constantly dispersed from the beginning. Among them were the Qin Fake Immortal Trio, who was responsible for rescuing the natural disaster, and Ye Xiaochai, who was responsible for monitoring the movements of the demon dragon and leaving for the northwest.

Who made this opinion?

It is the pharmacist Mu Shaoai who retreats on the surface, but is actually walking around the rivers and lakes.

Who is Mu Shaoai used to keep in touch with - or rather, it is precisely because there is a Mu Shaoai in the middle that Qu Shitu, who has passed the news, has not raised the slightest objection!

"Alas, it's true, what is going on in Wanshengyan now, the holy land of Buddhism, shouldn't it......" Already keenly smelling a hint of the unusual former undercover king, Qu Shitu walked around the table twice with his hands in his hands, and finally decided that he couldn't wait unconditionally like this. The longer the time dragged on, the more obvious the faint foreboding in his heart became, that is, there was a little inexplicable heartache:

"The bell must be tied to the bell, fortunately, it has been arranged before, this compass ...... Come and find the Sword Immortal Trail now! ”

Before the situation was clear, Su really had an additional arrangement, which was to absorb a wisp of Du Fanglin's breath and hand it over to Jianzi Immortal, so as to prevent the situation on Du Fanglin's side from getting out of control at a critical moment.

The ability of the pinnacle of the three religions has always been reliable.

Just in case, the glazed fairy realm also left an extra compass to track the wisp of breath that the sword fairy trail was responsible for tracking.

At this time, Qu Shitu still had a strong trust in the Sword Immortal Trace.

But Jianzi Immortal also has a friend from Confucianism.

Before Du Fanglin entered the Wansheng Rock, he had already met with Jianzi, and even did not hesitate to expose his own abnormality, and used the method of blue bird communication to send the white-haired Daomen who chased the breath to Longmen Dao and his good friend Shulou Longsu as companions.

They are both Confucianists and naturally have the same position.

The white-haired old man, who had been cheated out of experience, had already discovered that something was wrong at that time, and the courtyard door behind him had closed automatically without wind, and Mu Xianfeng and Mo Yanxin, who were holding brooms and tea trays, appeared eyeing at each other.

Of course, if the Jianzi Immortal Trail really wants to go, such an arrangement, including the Shulou Longsu who plays the piano in the courtyard, will definitely not be able to stop.

Therefore, what really left people behind at that time was a sentence from the mouth of the head of the Confucian dragon: "Jianzi, don't you want to know what kind of plan can make the people who are doing the right way, including me, willing to be 'accomplices'?" "Wait, who do you say is the right path, are you sure it's you?

Shulou Longsu slowly moved away from the palace fan and spit out the word: "Three Sects." ”

Dao Chang Demon Elimination, compared to the combat power of the Demon Realm that belongs to the Suffering Realm, there are not a few. In addition to Aoxiao Hongchen, who returned to his hometown to continue to recuperate, and Ye Xiaochai, who has been running outside under the trust of the Glazed Fairyland, as well as Lin Wushuang, Lian Emei, Xuanzong and others can also be regarded as such.

The only difference between these people who have not moved at all so far is their origins, they are not completely part of the power of the Glass Fairyland.

Even including each other at the pinnacle of the three religions, the Shulou Longsu present and the Buddha sword in another place.

The movement of the sword immortal trail about to leave suddenly stopped, and after a breath, his heart suddenly brightened!

Complicity means to agree tentatively on each other's goals and positions on something, and in a sense, the word itself means unusual.

Jianzi Immortal's heart sank for a while.

But he still turned around slowly, looked at his Confucian friend behind him, who hid half of his face behind the fan, and his expression was impassive: "So, Longsu, what kind of plan will that be?" ”

…… Halloween Rock.

At the top of the world, it was pitch black in front of Lianhua's eyes, and only the sound of the wind did not stop in his ears.

The Zihua Sword has returned to the sword bag, and the sword bag is back on Su Huanzhen's shoulder.

The fragrant white lotus was about to turn around, but a wisp of wind slid from behind, understatement, without any meaning. There is a sword blade protruding from the back to the front, and there are still a little beads of blood.

There's a word called "immortality."

It's not that people really don't die. It's just to describe that some people have too many back roads and too many calculations, and even life and death can be counted in their expectations.

Even if such a person dies, he will rise from hell again because the road ahead is not finished!

"Su is true, do you really trust me so much, you don't even have the slightest vigilance?"

A voice said.

Half of the sword held in Du Fanglin's right hand had already been submerged in Su Huanzhen's heart, and the tip of the sword protruded from the heart, dyed with the bright red of his heart's blood.

The sword was simply handed forward. At the moment when the clouds and mist cleared, he had never encountered any vigilance - or rather, it was normal to be vigilant - even so, Du Fanglin still had many ways to distract Su Zhenzhen's attention again, even if this sword missed, there was an eighty percent chance of hitting the opponent hard.

Again, it's even easier.

To kill such a righteous person, he doesn't need anyone to come and cooperate at all. It only takes one step on the Wansheng Rock that will never interfere, and only needs the cooperation and tacit understanding cultivated in the process of eliminating the demon world.

Du Fanglin also counted the time. At this point in time, if fate has not changed, there is already a calamity for Su Zhen, and it is not reasonable to affect the judgment because of the robbery?

It's all a matter of calculation.

Reason informs the mind.

However, the words "plain and true" may be special. When the trust gained by this "calculation" was really put in front of him, Du Fanglin, who should not have felt superfluous past emotions, was a little difficult to distinguish his heart.

The quaint long sword from the hand of Jin Ziling, embellished with white jade, engraved with the words Fangfei in the world, has such an elegant and beautiful name as poetry and wine, and it is also dyed with the blood of a person after all......

The sword bursts in from the back of the heart, which will only make people feel chilled from the heart.

Su really felt that the pain had been paralyzed, only the fishy breath went up from the chest cavity and did not enter the mouth, and then he quickly felt that his limbs lost strength, and the dust in his hands fell to the ground, and he landed silently.

The long sword was withdrawn from the human body, and the white lotus's heart blood fell in the wind.

Some of the remaining blood stains on the sword were wiped away by Du Fanglin with a white handkerchief. He was not good at using a sword, but after the goal was achieved, he turned into a long sword, "The external trouble has been eliminated." When we stop Brahma from coming, you should be alert......"

In fact, it turned out that this was the case.

Qingxiang Bailian also thought of this, but in the end, trust still prevailed. Even after suffering a heavy blow at this time, Su is still willing to believe that there is a misunderstanding.

The pain spreading at the mouth of the heart finally broke through the blockade of the brain, and the strength was lost along with the blood of the heart, and Su really supported the ground with one hand, struggling to maintain the clarity in his mind:

"Senpai."

Su really knelt on the ground slowly, blood spilling from his mouth, "You, shouldn't it be- like this!" ”

There is a gentle wind blowing over the top of Rulai.

Blood-stained Buddha land. Behind the two of them, the Holy Venerable was quietly closing his eyes.

Those who have suffered a sword in the heart have gradually lost their breath. Suddenly, there was a turbulent air current, and a wisp of pure Buddha's breath like the Great Sun came from behind, surrounding the body of Su Huanzhen, and swept the corpse off the cliff together with the dust and Zihua sword bag!

Du Fanglin therefore turned to face the Holy Venerable, folded his fan, and said, "Conspirator! ”

A white scarf stained with vegetarian and sincere blood in his hand was put into his sleeve.