People stared at the void in amazement, and the two of them still stood in the void, as if everything was just a nightmare. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Baguio's eyes showed sadness and tears, and if it was a dream, she hoped to wake up before it started.

In her gaze, the ghost king's body trembled, whispering something from time to time, and after a long time, he slowly fell down, lying on the clouds, and gently floated down.

The ethereal wind blew past his ears, and he seemed to have found a feeling of soul soaring, a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes stared at the woman who was crying on the top of the mountain, and he called softly:

"Yao'er, don't avenge me"

The voice floated out, and there was no answer, and he gasped softly, slowly, in the air, and stopped breathing.

Bai Fan grabbed his hand in the void, and the dim Fu Longding was sucked into his hand and thrown into the storage space.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Four Spirit Blood Array, in his heart, the three major ancient formations, in terms of the most powerful, should be the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, followed by the Immortal Sword Warrior and the Four Spirit Blood Array, each has its own merits, but the flexibility of the Four Spirit Blood Array is not comparable to the other two formations.

The Zhuxian Sword Array could only be launched in Qingyun Mountain, just like a chicken rib, so he did not hesitate to destroy the Zhuxian Ancient Sword for the sake of the Book of Heaven. And the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array also needs to depict the formation diagram, but Bai Fan has subdued the witch seal, so he can use it instead of the formation diagram to cast it directly.

After returning to the Origin World, he will embark on a journey to find Lu Xueqi, across countless star fields, after leaving, it will be difficult to take care of the Origin World, this Fu Long Ding is the foundation of the town sect that he is going to leave to the Immortal Gu Sect.

With this tripod, even if Mount Meru and Sanmao are not hidden, they will be able to suppress luck for at least decades.

The sky is slaughtering, the remnant sun is crying blood, shining on the earth, steaming out hot air, and there is a faint sound of magma rushing.

Baguio, Qinglong and Youji mourned around the body of the ghost king, and the ghost stood lonely on the side, quietly looking up at Bai Fan's figure, his eyes were also like his body, very lonely.

Since being expelled from the division by Qingyun, he has fought for the Ghost King Sect for decades in order to repay his kindness, but he has never had the slightest sense of belonging, and the Ghost King died, and he did not have any sadness.

He doesn't belong to the Ghost King Sect, and he can't go back to Qingyunmen.

It was as if the world was big, but he couldn't find a place where he should stand.

As if feeling his gaze, Bai Fan lowered his head and looked at him, a glance passed through a hundred years, and a thousand words turned into a long sigh:

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

Bai Fan looked away, the mountains collapsed, and only a few were still standing, the main peak of Huqi Mountain was one of them, and there were many disciples of the Ghost King Sect gathered there, either afraid or sad.

He narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself; "I promised Dao Xuan to destroy the Ghost King Sect, and I even said that no demon sect would appear within a thousand years......"

Thereupon...... He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, only to see a black flash of light, and the dark murderous sword fetus jumped in his hand.

Brush, brush, brush, brush!

With the four swords in his hand, the sword intent of the Yin Yang Void Sword was slashed out with a sword fetus, and after the four sword rays fused with the terrifying murderous aura, they turned into heavenly stars and slashed down, and in an instant, four black cracks appeared in the void, surrounding Huqi Mountain in the middle, as if falling into a dark death domain.

Thundered~~~~~~

Everywhere there was a loud bang, the dead realm descended, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the towering mountain peaks were suddenly cut off from all sides, leaving only the white mountain in the middle, like a heavenly stone tablet, standing on the vast earth.

Many of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect died under the evil qi, and Bai Fan's face was indifferent and ruthless, as if he was watching an ant die, without the slightest pity.

His wrist danced, and the sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, landing on the huge stone tablet, and a dead silence extended from top to bottom, accompanied by the collapse of the rubble, revealing eight large characters that reached the sky:

Within a thousand years, Yongzhen Demon Gate!

After doing all this, he didn't say anything, and left directly, the law sword qi remaining on the stone tablet was enough to fulfill the promise of suppressing a thousand years for him.

"Arrogance!"

The green dragon's eyes were about to split, he looked up to the sky and roared, stomped under his feet, and with a bang, it burst out, and with a fist of cyan light ring, it slammed at the giant mountain stele, as if he wanted to vent his anger in this punch.

However, the remnants of the Ghost King Sect watched as he was slashed by the dense black sword qi, and instantly flew back upside down, spewing out a black blood arrow in the air, and then, the eight giant characters on the stone tablet flashed, and the overwhelming sword qi was all withdrawn, and the heaven and earth returned to silence, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Yuhime helped the green dragon and stared at the stone tablet with a shocked face, faintly revealing disbelief and horror.

Qinglong's face was as if he was dead, he thought that he was the top master in the world, and he had a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon like the Qiankun Qingguang Ring in his hand, but he couldn't even bear the sword intent left by a junior, so he was immediately disheartened, shook his head, and refused to say anything.

Ghost Li stared at the arrogant stele for a long time, this stele will suppress the Demon Gate for a thousand years, everything is meaningless, unless there is a strong man in the Demon Gate who is so amazing and brilliant to suppress an era.

But is that possible, the last time there was such a distant and modern character, it was the Qingyun Gate Qingye Patriarch thousands of years ago, right?

After muttering for a while, he turned around and walked to Baguio with an expressionless face, and said softly: "Mourning is smooth, let him be buried in the ground first." ”

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Dozens of days later, on a mountain peak that is neither tall nor low, stood a figure who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and he calmly looked at the opposite peak.

There is fairy mist wafting, bells and drums thundering, the golden and brilliant temples are exposed in the conspicuous place on the mountainside, the incense is in full bloom, and the pilgrims who come and go to worship the Buddha are endless, and the mountain road is crowded with people.

In the depths of the mountaintop, it suddenly became silent, and the quaint mottled eaves emerged from the trees, revealing a distant and tranquil atmosphere.

"Senior Brother"

Ghost Li appeared behind him somehow, Bai Fan pointed to the temple in the mountains and asked, "Do you know where that is?" ”

"Tenyin Temple"

"Yes, it's Tianyin Temple"

"I don't know what my brother meant by asking me to come here?" Ghost Li also looked there, his eyes calm, but also a little confused.

Bai Fan didn't look at him, still staring at the quaint temple on the top of the mountain, which is the essence of Tianyin Temple, "It was the Puhong Divine Monk of Tianyin Temple who asked me to invite you here, there is an old grudge, they want to settle it with you." ”

Ghost Li frowned, completely puzzled, and asked: "I have nothing to do with Tianyin Temple, even when I am in the Ghost King Sect, I rarely have conflicts with them, what grievances can they have to settle with me?" ”

Bai Fan said lightly: "Is there really nothing to do with it?" You won't forget the general wisdom of Caomiao Village, right? ”

"What?"

Ghost Li exclaimed in surprise, and his face changed dramatically in an instant, which was the deepest secret in his heart.

Bai Fan sighed inexplicably at this time, what happened next would be a choice between forgiveness and forgiveness for Ghost Li. Bai Fan didn't plan to bring him here, sometimes knowing the truth is more cruel than the tragedy itself.

"I'm leaving, Xiaofan, you saved my life, so before leaving, I'll give you a choice. Tell me, do you want to be a ghost, or do you want to be Zhang Xiaofan? Bai Fan pondered the words and said slowly, he took this friendship that had been precipitated for decades very seriously.

Ghost Li was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Does this have anything to do with whether you go to Tianyin Temple or not?" ”

Bai Fan nodded and said, "If you want to be a ghost, you don't have to go to Tianyin Temple, I'll take you away now." If you want to be Zhang Xiaofan, you have to go on this trip. ”

Ghost Li smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll go to Tianyin Temple with you." ”

Bai Fan smiled slightly, in fact, even if the ghost didn't go to Tianyin Temple, he had to go himself, he had already obtained four of the five volumes of the Book of Heaven, and only the fourth volume was hidden in the Tianyin Temple. In addition, he also wanted to meet Puzhi, a seed that he had planted casually, whether it blossomed or not, it was time to bear cause and effect.

At this moment, a young monk walked out of the forest behind the two, his eyes were gentle and calm, his hands were folded, and he smiled at the two of them: "Please come to the two benefactors and the poor monk." ”

After speaking, lead the way.

(To be continued.) )