The clouds dispersed, only the golden light was overflowing, in the golden light, it was the Buddha of Lingshan, he sat on the square inch Lingtai, and never opened his eyes.

The Lingshan Buddha is solemn and not angry, but his face is auspicious.

"Buddha, you're finally here." Jun Feng, who was defeated with the concubine, saw the appearance of the Buddha of Lingshan, and was immediately overjoyed, his voice fell, and the gods around showed joy.

"Amitabha."

The four words of Lingshan Buddha, like a muffled thunder, exploded heavily in Ying Qi's ears, and her ears suddenly bled and buzzed.

"Buddha, you know all things, is it true that I killed Fanyan?" Shocked by the thunderous voice, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and asked with the pain in his ears.

She knows that the Buddha of Lingshan has a mirror and can know the affairs of the world. But he didn't want to look in the mirror and speak for her.

But think about it, Fanyan's death was just an excuse Jun Feng used to kill her, and he was afraid of her.

But she still wanted to take a chance, gambling on the Buddha's compassion.

When the Buddha of Lingshan heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on her compassionately, Jun Feng listened to her words and frowned, for fear that the Buddha would be bewitched by her, so he hurriedly said: "Buddha, the heart is treacherous, and he does a lot of evil, let it go, sooner or later it will become the source of chaos in the Three Realms!" ”

The Buddha of Lingshan slowly twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and said after a while: "In the southwest corner of 77,077 miles outside the Shen's borders, it is a delusional realm. ”

Jun Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes narrowed, and his hand subconsciously touched the position of his heart, and he said after a long time: "The Buddha is merciful." ”

Seeing that Junfeng and the Buddha of Lingshan came and went, she settled down on the path of Yin, but did she just enter the delusional realm? Don't kill her?

What if there is another storm in the future?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously glanced at Zhiling, Zhiling's face was not good-looking, but this was the meaning of the Lingshan Buddha, even if the gods were reluctant, they had to acquiesce.

Seeing that the gods had no objections, the Lingshan Buddha slowly recited the scriptures.

The sound was like the sound of the sky, and in a trance, he vaguely saw that the water of the heavenly river that had been dyed blood-red was turning up a monstrous wave, and the gods covered their ears, and the entire Yin Mountain, including the Eclipse Sun Platform, began to shake.

In the midst of the chaos, the space became distorted, and Ying Qi tasted the pain of being distracted, and there was a sound of discussion like mosquitoes and flies in his ears.

Before her spirit was gone, she imprinted that slightly smug face deep in her heart.

She gritted her teeth, knowing that she could no longer survive, and before she could close it, she jumped and jumped into the delusional realm.

Seeing this, Jun Feng sneered: "It's okay, both of them went in." ”

Delusion is not a good place, but it is necessary to let them have no return.

Thinking of this, he turned around and arched his hand to the Buddha of Lingshan, and said with a polite smile: "Thank you Buddha for your help." ”

The Lingshan Buddha said in a low voice: "The Emperor of Heaven is polite. ”

The Buddha went west, the gods returned to heaven, and the rolling clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

With the scriptures of the Buddha of Lingshan Mountain, Yinshan is still flattened, and only the towering eclipse platform remains, still standing here, as if the hero's aging back, rickety, only the hero's twilight lament.

As the gods had gone, the darkness had gradually returned to its original state, and a whole day had passed, and it was dusk again.

The glow of the western sky is like a fire that has ignited the sky, Fu Jiuyin is stepping on the auspicious clouds, and the cloud shoulders holding the wedding dress are late.

All that awaited him was the desolation of the mountains.

He squatted down and slowly picked up the broken tassels on the wedding dress on the ground, his fingers trembled, and he suddenly shed tears.

He was late.

Also deceived.

Junfeng deceived him! Tricked him!

Qingxiao told her that day that she had persuaded Junfeng that she didn't want to marry him, and Junfeng agreed, but put forward the condition that he would not be allowed to step out of Yiyin Mountain from now on, so he was openly and secretly blocking her.

Two days before getting married, Jun Feng suddenly had a sense in his ears and asked him to hurry back to Heaven and discuss important matters.

He didn't doubt him, but he didn't dare to say to Shi Wei that Jun Feng was looking for him, he knew how much Shi Wei hated Jun Feng, so he made an excuse for Yun Shoulder.

Unexpectedly, he was trapped in the Immortal Binding Array.

By the time he came back, it was too late, and she had died because of his whim.

The sunset in the sky stretched his back long, and the desolate back made people want to cry.

Suddenly, he slammed the cloud shoulder in his hand to the ground, stepped on the auspicious cloud and went straight to the heavenly court.

Heavenly Court is holding a celebration banquet, and the Buddha of Lingshan did not come, but King Daming came.

Now that he has drunk three rounds, the gods are drunk, Jun Feng has a bright smile on his face, and the king of Daming on the same side is smiling.

Qingxiao sat in front of the desk, quietly wiping the bone shattering sword, and didn't have time to tell the origin of the bone shattering sword, which made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Zhiling played with the wine glass in his right hand, and the wine in the cup suddenly reflected his eyes, but he saw that there was cruelty in those eyes.

What he wanted to calculate, in the end, he missed by a thousand miles, and it fell short.

In the center of the hall is the fairy swaying Na's figure, the fairy music bursts, a fairyland.

The expressionless Fu Jiuyin suddenly appeared in front of the temple gate, and a drunken priest saw him, shook his body and stepped forward to pour him wine, and kept laughing in his mouth.

Fu Jiu Yin had a cold face, and suddenly pulled out his long sword and put it on the priest's neck, and in an instant, the laughter in the hall disappeared.

The eyes of the gods fell on him in a daze, and one of the priests suddenly slapped the table and said angrily: "Dongqing Zhenjun, do you want to rebel?" ”

"Junfeng, you lied to me!" His gaze coldly swept over the man on the high seat.

Junfeng still had a warm smile on his face: "Dongqing, Mrs. Yiyin is a demon. ”

"You said that as long as she didn't leave Yiyin Mountain for half a step, she wouldn't be held accountable, but you still killed her!" His voice rose suddenly, the veins on his forehead burst out, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Junfeng smiled: "Who said I broke my promise?" ”

At this time, Zhiling opened his mouth appropriately: "The emperor did not kill Mrs. Yiyin, Mrs. Yiyin was beaten into the realm of delusion by the Buddha of Lingshan." ”

Like a blow to the head, Fu Jiuyin was stunned in place, and for a moment it was a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The joy is that she is not dead, but the sad thing is that she was beaten into the delusional realm, what kind of place is the delusional realm, no one has ever been able to come out of it alive.

Junfeng looked at Fu Jiuyin with a smile, but the smile was less than half a point in his eyes: "Dongqing Zhenjun is tired, take him to rest." ”

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