Yi Yun, who was running, responded indifferently, he was full of confidence in the demon pupil, because there was such a reason. The situation of the purple shirt on the other side of the sound transmission, Yi Yun doesn't have to think about it, and she knows it. Because he had experienced too long and endless battles and running times like this.

Jian Ruyan once jokingly said, "The two of us, who share hardships and hardships, are more husband and wife than husband and wife?" ”

At that time, Yi Yun was just a joke, and many years later, when Jian Ruyan decided to never see him again, he realized that that sentence was not just a joke, but unfortunately, whether it was a joke or not, Yi Yun could not respond, fortunately, Jian Ruyan knew this, Jian Ruyan pursued only the sword, and never made it indispensable in life to get feelings.

"There are a lot of terrain in the Beilong Mountains that are suitable for chasing and killing, and when you are too tired, you can linger there for a while longer."

"Hehe, Yiyun, then you won't come back to see me?" The voice of the purple shirt in the dense voice was full of expectations, but it was as naughty as a coquette.

"No, unless I want to kill Little Sword."

"Nasty! It's not romantic at all, huh? Brother Dusk is back! The sound was transmitted into the secret, the purple shirt jumped up happily, and Xiaojian said indifferently, "Wash first, eat." ”

The purple shirt ran out of the cave with a grin, and saw the river, a circle of stones, and a stone house in the river, so he couldn't help jumping into the water with joy and entering the door of the stone house from the water. In fact, in this kind of place, no one will pass by at all, and even if there is, the purple shirt and the little sword will definitely be able to detect it from a long distance. However, Xiao Jian often does such things, which seems superfluous, but Xiao Jian doesn't think it's redundant, because he knows that Purple Shirt likes this sense of security. In the stone house. A little light peeking out from the cracks in the stone. Woven together inside. The seemingly closed and capped stone house in the water is not only not dark, but looks dreamlike because of the countless intertwined lights.

The purple shirt got out of the water in the stone house in the water, and the water in his mouth slowly shot out. "Hee-hee. Yiyun, Brother Dusk built me a stone house in the water for me to take a bath! The monk's blood stinks, I don't know how long I haven't taken a bath, and I still smell the smell of sweat from a long distance when I fight! Hey? Rhyme by rhyme. Are you listening? ”

"Say."

On the other end of the transmission, Yi Yun responded indifferently with a word, but it was enough for Zi Yi to know that Yi Yun was listening, so he was happy and talked about the topic casually with great interest, but soon the topic turned to the strange trees, plants, and rare beasts that he had encountered on the road and had seen in the book. Wild fruits, wild vegetables...... Scenery and stuff. Happy and relaxed on the topic. Zishan never likes to be immersed in all meaningless and painful topics, because it is meaningless, and it is not the attitude of life she likes, being strong to bear all the pain, perseverance is the basic that must face the future, the strongest person, can calmly bear all the unavoidable, destined to bear the ordeal at the same time, still happy and laughing, actively spend every minute, every second. The purple shirt is convinced of this.

“…… Yiyun, you don't know, the stone I picked up when I passed by the depression mountain when I escaped today is beautiful, there are many elements in it, colorful in the sun, bright and dazzling! Hee-hee, I'll give it to you the next time we meet, hum - don't don't, don't keep it well, I'm going to check it regularly, and if it's gone, I'll be long-winded next to your ear and make noise to kill you......"

The beams are intertwined, and in the colorful stone house in the water, the purple shirt leisurely washes the blood stains on the body, as well as the long hair dyed red by blood, bathing is a kind of relaxation and enjoyment, and it is also the only relaxation and enjoyment in the pursuit and escape life so far.

The golden Buddha light continued to bloom from the long knife in the world.

The demon pupils were motionless, and they were always enveloped and surrounded by golden light.

But she didn't lose her cool panic and shout in vain, and she didn't have the desperate and frustrated will to collapse, as the long knife thought in the world...... On the contrary, the smile on the face of the demon pupil that the long knife saw in the world was still a sneer, and the meaning of mockery became stronger and stronger.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor does not repent, although my Buddha is compassionate, but there are times when I have to subdue demons and subdue demons, is the female benefactor really willing to let hundreds of years of penance come to naught?" The long knife said in a pitiful tone, his eyes flowing with golden light, and he kept looking at the motionless demon pupils.

"Yes, I'm afraid of you—I can't do it!" The demon pupil smiled coldly, as if he did not have the slightest fear of the long knife with the body of the Buddha in front of him.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, why bother to force the Buddha's wrath, why bother to seek hell?" As he spoke, the huge long knife in the world formed a fierce wind on the ground as soon as it moved, bringing up countless dusty golden feet, and slowly lifted them, as if they were going to trample the demon pupils into meat patties with one foot in the next moment. However, the compassionate tone of the long knife in the world revealed infinite regret and pity, and the kind of heartfelt unbearability that seemed to come from the heart was revealed through the voice.

The demon pupil doesn't seem to feel it, it doesn't feel it at all, or it doesn't care at all. "Hell? Hell has long been empty and long gone. I'd love to see how you send me to hell. Demon Hitomi sneered disdainfully.

The huge golden foot that the long knife was raised in the world fell, but it did not fall on the demon pupil, but put it back in its original position.

"Amitabha, it is not easy for the female donor to have today's martial arts cultivation, I originally used the Buddha of the sword, I really can't bear to ruin the female donor's martial arts cultivation like this, and the female donor of hell also knows, but it is just the suffering of the seventeenth layer of hell. If the female benefactor has seen the pain of the eighteen layers of hell, I hope that she can find her way back and turn back to the sea of suffering...... Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, all sorrows and misfortunes are born from the heart......" The long knife is recited in the world, and the scriptures that accompany his recitation are golden and brighter!

The demon pupil's body has regained a lot of consciousness, but it still doesn't have any strength, and it seems that it can't even move. The magic knife was still in her hand, but it didn't react at all, as if it didn't belong to her at all...... Why, then, was she able to regain some sensation in her body?

The scene of heaven and earth changed suddenly......

Everything was spinning, turning into a crimson whirlpool, the feeling of spinning and spinning, rapidly spinning and falling towards the deep abyss. It was enough to make many people scream in horror - but the demon pupil didn't shout. The speed of this fall. It didn't go beyond what she could accept.

The scene of heaven and earth changed suddenly.

Crimson sky, crimson everything.

Countless pairs of eyes, brushed together. Converge on the demon pupil.

One has one, like a human and inhuman desire demon, exuding ferocity and greed. and crazy eyes, staring closely at the demon pupils lying on the ground, motionless; The desire demons are approaching step by step, layer by layer, group by group, crowded, approaching the demon pupil, if you look at it from a high altitude, the demon pupil is around the earth. There is no end in sight, but it is all covered with the earth. Men and women of different skin colors, who seem to be inhuman, or have horns on their heads, or seem to have no skin but red flesh, naked men and women.

The crimson sky lit up with golden Buddha light.

The body of the Buddha in the world with a long knife appeared in the void dimly.

"Amitabha, does the female benefactor know that this is the eighteen layers of hell?"

"Less nonsense, to that extent?" Demon Hitomi sneered dismissively.

"Amitabha, suffering, and results are all born from the heart. The heart is determined, the action is determined, and the cause is obtained. The female benefactor has to go through the painful torture of the eighteen layers of hell, and even if my Buddha is compassionate, in order to transform the female benefactor, I can only sit and watch the female benefactor taste the bitter fruits of pain in the cycle of cause and effect......"

One, two, three...... The demon of desire, greedy, shortness of breath, and excitement rides on the demon pupil; More desire demons, excited, can't wait to fight and drag, grabbing the hands and feet of the demon pupil, grinning one by one, opening their mouths widely, cruelly as if holding a fragrant chicken leg, biting down!

Blood, splatters, flesh being chewed in the mouths of those Lust Demons, bones rattling in the mouths of those Lust Demons......

The demon pupil looked crowded, crawling all over her body, and the desire demons around her body were scrambling to eat her flesh and blood, gnawing on the bones of her hands and feet; I feel that every time the mouth of the desire demon chews, it is accompanied by a terrifying sound that stimulates people, and it stimulates people's unspeakable pain......

"Amitabha, the female benefactor knows what it's like to create evil consequences and fall into the eighteen layers of hell. If the female benefactor puts down the magic sword and takes refuge in my Buddha, the Buddha's light can lead the female benefactor to transcend the cycle of cause and effect, and stay away from all calamities and all suffering......"

The sound of the spear in the world resounded over the crimson hell...... The demon pupil has been buried by the desire demons, and there is not even a single hair left to eat. Is it the end of the pain when it is eaten? No, it's not—the demon pupil was reborn, still lying as before, the magic knife still in his hand, but he had no strength, no strength to resist. Just like just now, she could only watch the Desire Demons eat her body, watch the Desire Demons gnaw on the bones pulled out of her body, feel the chewing, the pain, and listen to the terrifying sound of the bones being chewed.

There was no response, and the words that the spear repeated again and again in the world, sighing, full of pathos and exclamations, never received any response.

Time passed minute by minute.

How long?

I don't know how long, I don't know......

The desire demons eat, and again and again the reborn demon pupils were eaten from intact to smashed.

The desire demons were jubilant, happily cheering again and again for the piece of meat torn from the demon pupil, and couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths......

The scene of heaven and earth suddenly swirled rapidly.

In a moment, the crimson hell was gone, and so were the endless demons of desire.

The demon pupil is still in the ruined Shaolin Sect Mountaintop Sword Hall, and in front of it, there is still a huge, gold-lacquered Buddha body that continues to shine with golden light in the world.

However, the body of the long knife in the world has obviously become much smaller, and although it is still huge, it is almost half smaller than it was at the beginning.

"Amitabha, why is the female benefactor still unwilling to turn back from the sea of suffering? I am also a person who loves knives, my Buddha is compassionate, and I really can't bear to let the female benefactor lose her martial arts cultivation that has been practiced for hundreds of years......" The voice of the long knife in the world is full of unbearable pity, the kind of emotion that seems to come from the heart, strong emotions, enough to make many people moved, touched, and even unstoppable tears.

Demon Pupil's body was still motionless.

There was still a mocking sneer on her face. The long knife's pitiful tone in the world made the demon pupil feel even more ridiculous. "You don't know what the eighteen layers of hell look like? Or is it that just the scene that makes you nauseous, vomit, and want to go crazy with fear? The demon pupil sneered disdainfully, looking at the seemingly golden and huge Buddha body in front of him like a pitiful worm. Of course, you may have all of these, but more importantly, your energy can't support it, it's not easy to create a hellish illusion, such a big scene, so many desire demons, it is indeed very energy-consuming, how long can you maintain the illusion? ”

"Amitabha, is the female benefactor frightened crazy? Why the gibberish. The long knife said in a steady tone, with a look of pity.

"You ridiculous monk, creating eighteen layers of hell in front of my demon pupil? Hmph, you only know that my demon pupil was sent to the seventeenth layer of hell after the opening of the Three Realms, of course you don't know that my demon pupil has been struggling in the eighteenth layer of hell before the opening of the Three Realms, and those ridiculous illusions you conjure up are just the lowest level of pain and torture in the eighteenth layer of hell, just those who want to scare my demon pupil? Ignorant juniors are like this, take some ridiculous things that you think are terrifying and try to scare the commonplace seniors, and the absurd thing is that you can't stand it yourself. Cultivating Buddha and cultivating Buddha, you can't see hell if you cultivate, it's really like your ridiculous Buddha knife, except for making people laugh, it has no value! ”

"Amitabha, the female donor has been confused, the female donor, take refuge in my Buddha, everything that has been lost is not worth pity, get out of the devil's way, achieve the Buddha's path, that is the opportunity for the female donor to get out of the sea of suffering......" Long Dao sighed in the world, and said compassionately.

The demon pupil was still, sneering. "The Great Buddha is probably the legendary Six Realms of Reincarnation? However, this is the case—compared to many illusion arrays, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique is extraordinary, allowing people to enter the illusion without any strange feeling of time and space intertwined. It's a pity that no matter how real the illusion is, it can only deceive those who are not determined. Lying to my demon pupil is pure dreaming. You have no other way than a dead duck with a hard mouth now, it doesn't matter, I'll wait, wait for the moment when you run out of energy and can no longer maintain the illusion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. ”

Demon Pupil didn't say a reason to see through the illusion, there were too many reasons. The power of the Dharma may be able to immobilize her, but it is absolutely impossible to cut off her from the magic sword; Of course, the power of the Dharma can dissipate the murderous aura, and it may be so fast, but it is absolutely impossible to shake the killing realm; Kill the realm, life and death are inseparable.

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Today's third chapter, add more word chapters, and supplement the twenty-fourth chapter of the book friends collectively rewarding the alliance leader. (To be continued.) )