The blood rain was flying, Ning Daoqi stood with his sword in his hand, facing the blood shadows shuttling and flying on the opposite side, a green-clothed Taoist robe was embarrassed, and his left hand curled up weakly, and it had turned into decay below the elbow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he already knew that the Blood Demon Blood Shadow in the Dead Domain in Siyi was very dangerous and difficult, only by really fighting each other, Ning Dao Wizard could deeply understand their terrifyingness.

These blood shadows are formless and insubstantial, and the sword is difficult to hurt, even the highly condensed true qi is only the end of being corroded and devoured.

Only a master of the Great Grandmaster level, with his own superb spiritual cultivation, condensed on the weapon, turned into a peerless sword intent, sword intent can kill these blood shadows, and even if he is a great grandmaster, he can only face three or four blood shadows, and if the number is a little more, it is easy to be pounced by the blood shadows and turned into dry corpses and dry bones.

"Ning Daoyou......" A middle-aged man with an ugly face next to him sighed: "If you can survive, please help me plant some white chrysanthemums on the land of my homeland." The three apprentices are still young, I hope Brother Ning Dao will look at my face and take care of them a little! ”

"Brother Fu!" Ning Daoqi turned around and wanted to say something, but he could only be silent.

Fu Cailin smiled and said: "Ning Daoyou don't have to be sad for me...... he stroked the huge wound on his chest that penetrated his back, and said calmly: "The wonder of life will never be lost because of death, in the days I have lived, I have been trying to find and think for this unfathomable and unknown thing, and I am moved by the greatness of life." ”

"But when I saw the existence of the Blood Demon, I suddenly came to my senses...... I have always used kendo to understand and search for the mystery of life, but I have forgotten that it is all around us. I praise and sing the praises of life with my sword, but when I see them destroyed and destroyed, I am powerless to protect them. ”

"From that moment on, my sword not only to perceive and discover the beauty of this world, but also to protect this touching and beauty."

"Fu Cailin is willing to die for this...... Yi swordsmanship bloomed in his hands with incomparable color, humble life, the ugliest thing, but also the most beautiful thing, small and grand, fragile and strong.

Yi swordsmanship is a transcendent stunt that integrates chess theory into swordsmanship, but the most essential thing in Fu Cailin's hands is his touching of life, and its subtlety lies in combining the feeling of the whole heart and soul with the sword, the external feeling is empty, and the feeling of the soul is real. Its essence is to appreciate and taste with the mentality of a spectator.

But at this moment, Fu Cailin gave up the mentality of a bystander, and was really immersed in the praise of life, he seemed to smell the faint bitter and salty fragrance in his memory, and smelled the taste of bean rice and pickles when he was a child......

Bean rice from my hometown in my childhood......

The warmth of being held in the arms of my mother in winter......

The joy of holding the sword for the first time......

The glory of being the only Grand Master of Goryeo......

Until the end, the blood demon ravaged Goryeo's despair......

"From that moment on, everything was with me! At this moment of holding the sword, I just want to go back in time and protect the things in my life that move me...... Even if he risked his life, ...... "The hand holding the sword became more and more firm, and even the serious injury in his chest could not stop Fu Cailin from swinging this sword.

Pour out your life and touch, and save the sword of the past.

Behind Fu Cailin, a phantom that Ning Daoqi was very familiar with appeared, the existence called a stand-in merged with Fu Cailin's body, and he swung an incomparable sword, taking away a small half of the blood shadow in the sky, and also taking away his life.

In Fu Hongyan's surprised eyes, some of the Blood God Sons dispersed their blood light, some of them were ordinary farmers, some were soldiers and merchants, but they were all dressed as tall beauties, these had obviously been transformed into Blood God Sons, and their essence was polluted, and at this moment, under Fu Cailin's sword, they returned to their original form.

Millions of souls rejoiced, calmly, and quietly dispersed with Fu Cailin, returning to heaven and earth.

"I want to ...... I really want to eat another bite of kimchi from my hometown! ”

Leaving the last sentence, Fu Cailin's body suddenly fell, and Ning Daoqi cried: "Brother Fu! ”

Even though Fu Cailin fought with his life to save millions of souls, the blood shadow in the sky still did not decrease by half a point, and the thick blood cloud pressed up towards Ning Daoqi's place little by little, on the edge of the Yangtze River, countless Ning Daoqi fought with swords and blood shadows, protecting the flowering divine tree behind him, and Bi Xuan stood under the blood cloud with a spear.

When he turned around and saw Fu Cailin falling, he also sighed tiredly: "Brother Fu is also gone!" Originally, we should have died when the Turks and Goryeo were destroyed, but the belief in revenge allowed us to survive. ”

"Qilin Blood Demon! I, Bi Xuangou, have lived until now, just for us Turks, to shoot this spear at you! ”

Raising the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand, Bi Xuan roared.

"Jing Zhai has been destroyed! How can Concubine Xuan survive...... It's a pity that he couldn't take revenge on Yang Guang with his own hands, but he was able to die for the common people in the world, and the concubine died without regrets! ”

"Under the nest, Ann has finished eggs? I didn't expect that our Yin Kui Sect would also have a day when we would fight side by side with Cihang Jingzhai! Zhu Yuyan laughed loudly, she laughed three times, cried three times, and suddenly turned her head to look at a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe not far away, with a demeanor far better.

The man looked at the blood cloud above his head and was deeply fascinated.

Hearing Zhu Yuyan's crying and laughter, he turned his head to look at her, and said calmly: "Yuyan's demeanor is still the same, but when it comes to Shi, he is already old and ......."

Ning Daoqi burst into tears, he desperately absorbed the power of time from the stand-in, and even his own time was overdrawn: "After this catastrophe, there are naturally a lot of means to make up for it, if you can't survive this catastrophe, what's the use of having more time left?" It turns out that Lao Dao still has thirty years of life, and in this way, there are 300,000 more clones to fight against the blood demon......"

This method of squeezing one's own existence time, of course, is not as easy as Ning Daoqi himself said, absorbing his own origin time, which means that after the life of the ontology has passed, Ning Daoqi can't even do it as a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and he will not exist in this world from now on.

At this moment, the time of the entire world was almost frozen.

Fu Hongyan looked at the group of people who were trying to resist with the power of ants in front of him, looked at their powerless struggle and procrastination, and said calmly: "Needless struggle! ”

"You have fought with all your lives, and you are just a chess piece that cannot escape from the chessboard!"

"Never change, predetermined ending!" (To be continued.) )