At this moment, Qiao Xiangu is already a dead person.

Whether judging by the qi in her body or according to the state of her physical body.......

From head to toe, he looks like a dead man.

And her qi is not just as simple as losing it, ordinary people still have a little corpse qi in their bodies after death, but the pretty fairy aunt ......

It can only be said that there is no qi left in her body at all, and it is too clean.

I couldn't feel anything other than the qi that was still attached to her, and the pretty fairy girl was like an empty shell, worse than an ordinary dead person.

As for the soul of the pretty fairy girl, I felt this, but it was only a matter of a moment.

The first second she fell to the ground without losing her breath, I felt something strange come out of her body.

That thing carries more or less yin energy, and its sense of presence is extremely weak, if it weren't for my careful observation, I'm afraid I would have overlooked this detail.

It only existed for a few seconds, and then vanished quickly, as if it had never existed, silently.

If I'm not mistaken...... That thing should be the soul of the pretty fairy girl.

"What are you shaking?" Fang Shiliang looked at me with some concern, then looked at my trembling hands, and asked with a frown: "Is it too much of a drain on you?" ”

I didn't say a word, clenched my fist vigorously, and shook my head.

To be honest, after Qiaoxian Gu died, I was not as excited as I imagined, only a sense of relief that is difficult to describe.

I used the skills of the Shen family to fight her to the death, and this alone is enough to offset some of my guilt towards the old man, at least I didn't embarrass the Shen family.

But it's weird....... Why don't I have the thrill of revenge?

"Old Fang."

Hearing me call him, Fang Shiliang was stunned and asked me, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't seem to be suitable to be a gentleman, but a monk." I said with a wry smile.

"What do you mean?" Fang Shiliang looked at me with some doubts.

"Actually, that's what revenge is all about."

As I spoke, I looked at the monster and suddenly calmed down.

The process of revenge is fascinating and crazy, but the real revenge is ....... Can everything really be the best?

It's like who I am now.

A lot of people from the old religion have died, and those who have a grudge against the old man, and the enemies who participated in this extermination have also been done a lot by me, including the old sect prophet Qiao Xiangu who was planted in my hands....... But am I really that happy?

People cannot be resurrected after death, this sentence is not empty talk.

Old man, when they are gone, they are really gone.

No matter how much I take revenge, I will kill all those involved in this matter....... Will they survive?

Thinking of this, I rubbed my eyes vigorously, not because I wanted to cry, but because I felt a little sour, as if I was tired.

"Why do I feel like you're not motivated?" Fang Shiliang asked me with some surprise: "Tired and stupid?" ”

"No, I just think it'......." I shook my head, "I'm tired, I'll have to rest for a few days when I go back." ”

If you want to say that just because this thing can make me see through the red dust, I don't believe it myself, and I still have to take revenge.

It's just that I can't get what I want after taking revenge...... Suddenly some fatigue.

I seem to understand why most of those who have a deep blood feud end up entering the Buddha Gate, and nine times out of ten it is because of this.

As I fell silent, the monster seemed to have made up its mind, and instead of looking for the old man who had done it before, it turned its attention to us.

Like the one that had attacked me before, it swayed the umbilical cords on its body, and it didn't rush to get close to us, but approached us unhurriedly.

"You go and help Beigong, leave it to me here, let's fight quickly......."

As I spoke, I slowly picked up the Dharma Seal of the Sand-Bodyed One, pressed the sharpest side against the vein, and then slid an inch upwards to embed the Dharma Seal into my flesh.

The Flesh Gu's ability to repair the damage created by the Dharma Seal is limited, especially since the Dharma Seal is still in my flesh....... In this case, there was no way for the flesh Gu to stop the bleeding.

The position that was broken by the Dharma seal was not an acupuncture point or a pass, but the strange thing was that as soon as the Dharma seal opened a gap, I found that my entire arm was cold.

Actually, there wasn't a lot of blood, but it was so strange, it was like the whole arm had been soaked in ice water, and it was so cold.

"I don't know what the Sandman will do, you'd better stay away from me." I lowered my head and looked at the wound on my arm, my eyes were very helpless: "If I am delirious for a while, remember to run as far as possible, and don't be killed by me." ”

Fang Shiliang was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Cheng." ”

Seeing my expression so ugly, he couldn't help but be a little worried, and asked me tentatively, is it a lot of load to use this trick? Or do you have to lose your life?

"That's not it, you just think of this trick as a ghost." I smiled bitterly and said, "Wu Immortal Buddha used this trick before, but he killed a lot of his own people....... I'm not in danger, it's mostly you. ”

Hearing me say this, Fang Shiliang almost understood the seriousness of the situation, and he didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and ran to Beigong.

At the same time, the monster stopped, as if sensing something, and I could feel the emotion emanating from it.

Doubts, uneasiness, many emotions that had not appeared before, all emanated from it at this moment.

"Damn, you're really going to kill people......." I smiled bitterly, clutching the Dharma seal in my hand, and continued to swipe upward, until the flesh and blood of the entire arm were cut open, and then I gradually noticed the change in my body.

My flesh is withering.

I couldn't see anywhere else, but on both sides of the cut wound, the rolled flesh had dried up a lot, and it looked like a rock, without a trace of moisture.

Not only that, but the blood also stopped unconsciously, but I knew very well that it was not the flesh Gu that stopped the bleeding for me, it was another power that came out of the Law Seal.

"Holy shit!! Old Shen, what are you doing?! Fang Shiliang's shouting suddenly sounded, and there was a taste of panic when he heard it: "This turtle son is struggling a little hard!" Are you getting stimulated by it?! ”

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon."

My voice is very thin, not to mention Fang Shiliang in the distance, even I may not be able to hear clearly.

As if talking to myself, I muttered and didn't know what I was talking about, but my mood was inexplicably excited.

There was no logic to that excitement, and I didn't know what I was excited about...... Is it because of the power you are about to get?

Shouldn't that be........

"Woo!!"

At this moment, a distant and desolate horn sounded in the sky.

The horn sounded incessantly, at first it was very low, echoing like thunder, but after a while, when I began to move the sigil on my other arm, the tone of the horn changed.

It's high, it's long, it's like a tune played before the army sets out, and it's an uplifting feeling to listen to.

This monster, this so-called wreckage of the god fetus, is definitely not a brainless cargo.

When the horn sounded incessantly, it took a few steps back abruptly, as if trying to distance itself from me.

It's no exaggeration to say that I can feel the human panic in it.

Before this, the blue-white starlight of Dousu Si was very dazzling, illuminating the Black Dragon Mountain as if it were day, but at this time, the light from the sea of stars was blown away by the wind.

That's right.

The light was blown away by the wind.

A gust of wind mixed with sand and gravel loess blew directly from the east.

As they scraped over my head, I could clearly see the blue-white starlight being blown distorted.

Like a heat wave writhing on the flames, and like a long strip of silk swept up the sky by the wind, it was irresistibly "dragged" away by this gust of wind.

At this point, I had already cut my other arm open, and I had hung the seal back around my neck.

"This is the power of the Sandboon....... It's not weaker than the black-robed king........"

I looked up at the anomaly in the sky, not paying attention to the enemy I should be paying attention to, and my mood was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

At this moment, a strange hoarse voice suddenly sounded in my head.

"Who am I?"

Hearing this question, I answered it without hesitation, and I haven't forgotten the set of words given to me by Wuxian Buddhism.

"You are the Lord of calamity, the disorder who despises death......

"It is also ...... in eternity"

"The only eternal one."