The sky was blue, and the clouds seemed to be quite afraid of this place, but they were all around, and there was nothing in between. Lin Ming lay on the ground and looked upwards in a daze, as if he could see through the sky. Lin Ming secretly thought to himself: Maybe the gods in the sky will be frightened by my blank eyes.

If there were any gods.

At some point, an eagle appeared and circled in the sky.

Maybe it's a vulture, Lin Ming thought to himself. His eyes suddenly became in a trance, and the vultures with wings spread in the air became two in his eyes, two became four, four became eight, and eight became a flock.

"Even if it's a dead body, it's useful." Feng Xiao looked up at the eagle in the sky, the ice sickle in his hand was stained with blood, and the beating heart in the other hand hung over Lin Ming's head, blocking his gaze.

Lin Ming looked at Feng Xiao and said angrily: "Can you take this heart away, you are blocking me from looking at the sky." ”

Feng Xiao didn't move the heart hanging in his hand, he looked up at the sky, and then lowered his head to look at Lin Ming.

Feng Xiao wasn't displeased with his words, he was just very happy, and he didn't know if it was the beautiful sky or Lin Ming's words.

Lin Ming rolled over. If this was the bed, he would definitely fall asleep after turning over. But now he turned over and saw only a miserable demon beast in front of him! The four on his forehead and the four on his neck, a total of eight irregular eyes and an outward-turned nose already made Lin Ming feel nauseous. The icicle, which hadn't melted yet, pierced its head with a flower in the middle, causing his stomach to tumble up.

"Damn monsters!!" But he wanted to scold those immortal cultivators in Beichuan even more in his heart. When he saw this ice pick, he remembered Beichuan, who was extremely cold, and the immortal cultivators who lived there, and the one ear he almost left there.

He stood up with his hands on the ground, his legs still kneeling, gasping for air, his muscles exposed outside the hole in his robe looking limp, and the movement of his just getting up made him use up too much strength.

Feng Xiao looked at him and said with a smile: "Are you old?" It's only been the first time you've met and you're empty? ”

"Fuck off!" Lin Ming listened to Feng Xiao's ridicule and scolded: "Next time you use evil magic, stay away from Lao Tzu!" ”

Feng Xiao smiled even more happily: "You don't protect me? Then how to protect the royal city behind you? Don't forget, you were sent to me by the man in the yellow robe standing at the top of the wall. Without me, your city would have been slaughtered. ”

"Let your mother's stinky fart, Lao Tzu is treating you as a friend." The fire in Lin Ming's heart was arched out: "Lao Tzu can protect whoever he wants, and I don't need that wine bag and rice bag to command me!" ”

Feng Xiao smiled, looked at Lin Ming Zhengse, and said, "After this battle, you can go with me!" ”

Lin Ming didn't seem to hear it, he was looking for his Ming Hong Sword among the dead corpses. Feng Xiao saw that he was unmoved, so he said again: "What benefits can you get by following that wine bag and rice bag?" ”

At this time, there is no place for peace on the earth. All the soil was rendered with the red blood of humans and the colorful blood of monsters, equally colorful. The deaths of the demon beasts can all be described as terrifying, with countless severed limbs and legs, and blood mist flying all over the sky, like a rainbow in the sky. Feng Xiao squinted at all this, and said with emotion: This is a beauty that is not as beautiful as the gorgeous fireworks.

Suddenly, Feng Xiao said gloomily: "The king at yesterday's dinner, how can there be the joy of letting our old friends meet, obviously it is completely a picture of fantasizing about the thrill of letting you die a tragic death after stepping into the Shura field!" ”

Lin Ming still didn't seem to hear what he said, and didn't stop his action of looking for weapons. The Minghong was nearby, and it kept flashing with a faint blue light, but he didn't see it. He rummaged faster and faster, and his breathing became more and more rapid. But he still didn't see his beloved weapon. The last butt sat on the ground, looking up at the sky, panting. Seeing this, Feng Xiao walked quickly to a big-headed and big-mouthed demon beast, suddenly pulled out the Ming Hong Sword from its mouth, and then looked at the demon beast and muttered, "I didn't expect even the sea gluttony to come over." ”

The Ming Hong Sword was still flashing with a blue glow, and Lin Ming looked at the sword that Feng Xiao handed over and did not follow immediately. Feng Xiao didn't put down his sword either. Suddenly, Lin Ming suddenly picked up Minghong and pointed at Feng Xiao, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

The light of Ming Hongjian's face should be on Feng Xiao's face, making the originally defeated face even more eerie and terrifying. Feng Xiao stared at Lin Ming and said, "I hope he won't fail you." After speaking, he bypassed Lin Ming and walked towards the city gate, shaking his head and smiling as he walked: "Hehe, who knows you better than me!" How could an immortal cultivator be controlled by a mortal king? The summoned spirit beasts that followed him slowly dissipated in miserable laughter, accompanied by eerie wind weeping.

The king was already waiting in the city, and his guards stood beside him, each with a colorful gleam on his waist, making their sumptuous garments colorful. This is the sign of their high immortal status.

Wang Ben walked towards Feng Xiao, who was walking over, opened his arms and hugged him hard, and laughed loudly in his ear: "Hahaha, he is worthy of being the strongest summoner, and he actually resisted the landing attack of the entire demon beast group almost with the strength of one person." ”

Feng Xiao's enthusiasm for Wang felt that even a smile was redundant to Wang, let alone a hug. The king noticed it, but he didn't care if the summoner in front of him was enthusiastic about him. All he needs is the ability of a summoner.

"Let's go! Come with me to the main hall of the palace! Wang was excited.

Feng Xiao turned back silently, he didn't see Lin Ming.

Above the main hall, the guards are lined up on both sides. Other people in all sorts of costumes were standing there.

There were not many people sitting on top of the temple.

Feng Xiao looked around at these people and thought secretly, "These are the descendants of the various immortal cultivation sects. ”

When he saw the monk in the crowd, he was shocked: "You are here too!" ”

One of the attendants tapped twice, and fourteen stunning women stood out from behind. Each woman carried a tray with stacks of gold and silver. Feng Xiao was not interested in money, he looked at these women.

He is also not interested in women. But he walked up to a woman, lifted his chin slightly, and looked at her carefully.

Raising her eyes and looking at it shyly, the implied autumn waves rippled from her eyes to her heart. What Feng Xiao saw at first was a seemingly familiar mole, which was under the corner of the woman's right eye, and it could not be seen without being careful.

"What a stunner!" Feng Xiao secretly sighed.

When the king saw that he was so interested in the woman, he said to him, "If the hero pleases, let her serve you tonight?" The corners of Feng Xiao's mouth curled slightly, and she looked at the woman with interest.

Yes, he is very interested in her, how can he not be interested in such a stunner?

But the next woman's words made him completely disinterested.

"Whatever the hero tells me to do, then I will do!" Although the woman said this in a delicate voice, she was able to cut everything away. But Feng Xiao was very harsh when she heard it.

Too submissive, but lost the fun.

He smiled and asked, "Is it really okay for you to do anything?" ”

The woman looked down and smiled sheepishly, "Yes." "The voice is still crisp.

Feng Xiao smiled: "Then give me your heart?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then smiled shyly: "It's not just the heart, even if it's the body......" She paused slightly, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Xiao and said, "Then there is... Why not? With his eyes swept in front of him, Feng Xiao couldn't help but sigh again: The charm of the goblin is nothing more than that!

"Hahaha!" Feng Xiao laughed: "Then give me your heart, just like this!" As he spoke, he placed the heart hanging under his right hand in front of the woman, and it beat even more violently. The woman suddenly understood something, her eyes closed and her body softened, and she actually fainted.

The attendants on the side hurriedly carried her away from the main hall.

"Donor!" The monk folded his hands and said to Feng Xiao: "Today's battle outside the royal city saw the donor's means, and it is really worthy of its reputation. ”

Feng Xiao saw that it was the monk and said, "Monk Faming, my spell that summons the dead and drives spirit beasts, isn't your righteous path the most despised, why are you praising it today?" ”

Fa Ming ignored his ridicule and said, "The donor has saved a lot of people today, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bodhisattva!" ”

"I've killed a lot of creatures too."

"How can they be called living beings when they kill people and eat people?" The monk asked rhetorically.

"Are those who kill people living beings? They don't have to deliberately hide the fact that they have eaten people. Are they living beings? ”

The monk was speechless for a moment.

"Well, dare to ask the monk, how many demon beasts have you killed and how many creatures have you saved in this battle?" Feng Xiao looked at Fa Ming's eyes and asked, determined to confront this monk who had been fighting with him for half his life.

The monk said gloomily: "The little monk has never participated in the war..."

"I'm afraid it's standing next to the king and chanting the Dharma to show that all beings are equal and that my Buddha is merciful!" Feng Xiao teased: "It can be regarded as immeasurable merit!" ”

He continued: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs! ”

Hearing this, Fa Ming chanted the Dharma horn in a low voice: "Amitabha..."

Feng Xiao looked at the people in the hall, the guards were expressionless, and the women holding gold, silver and jewelry lowered their heads vigorously, for fear that their eyes would meet the terrifying demon god with their hearts in their hands. Fear caused their bodies to tremble involuntarily. Wang held his wine glass and squinted at the confrontation between him and Monk Faming, interested in it.

The king called other women, and danced in the main hall, beating the drums. The women are in white shirts, and their graceful bodies loom under the tulle; The short fan is elegant, like a fairy, the steps are light and graceful, like a fairy stepping out of a dream; The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the beauties under the moon lower their eyebrows and Shu Yun's hands; The music is clear, the sound is rippling in the ears, the female color is lingering, and the heart is moving.

But Feng Xiao became more and more angry, he didn't see his friend, he didn't see Lin Ming, the powerful immortal cultivator who protected himself on the battlefield. He is also a hero, if it weren't for him, he would have been eaten by the demon beast general in the gap between the corpse mountain and the sea of blood. It was because of his presence, struggling to kill the beast, that he had a chance to re-summon it and become his right-hand man; The most powerful demon beast was also killed by Lin Ming and himself. He's the hero!

But at this moment, the person who saved himself is not here, and the person who killed the leader of the other party is not above this main hall!

Feng Xiao picked up the ice sickle that was placed aside, and slammed his left hand on the ground, and the crisp sound rippled above the main hall, deafening.

The people above the main hall were all looking at him except for Fa Ming, and Feng Xiao just said lightly: "If the demon beast attacks again tomorrow, please forgive the contemptible people for not being able to fight!" As soon as the words fell, the main hall was filled with exclamations.

Wang squinted his eyes at Feng Xiao, waited for his voice to stop for a while, and said lightly: "Hero, you have to think clearly, do you really want to put the life and death of the people on the line for that sinner?" ”

"Hmph..."Feng Xiao sneered when he heard this: "Your Highness, you have already invited Fa Ming and so many powerful immortal cultivators, I don't think you need me as an evil magician, right?" ”

"If the next battle is against the Demon King Sang Xiao, won't you play either?" Fa Ming, who had been slightly closing his eyes, suddenly opened his mouth, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, staring at Feng Xiao with a torch-like gaze, waiting for an answer.

Feng Xiao was stunned when he heard the name, looked at the Buddha beads around his neck with a faint golden light, hesitated for a while and said, "No!" After speaking, he got up and walked out of the main hall and disappeared into the night.

Outside the royal city, a big tree surrounded by several people stands on a mountain, and the big tree is here for as long as the mountain is here, watching the vicissitudes of the world together.

There is a cave under the tree, this cave is called the Demon Cave, according to legend, the first Three Realms War, the Demon people smashed the rear of the human race from here, and almost turned the tide of the battle. In the end, an immortal cultivator borrowed the summoner's tricks and summoned thousands of corpse demons, turning the tide of the battle.

At this time, in the cave, the fire was shining from the inside. Feng Xiao stepped on the summoned spirit beast and flew towards the light from a distance. When he came down from the sky, Lin Ming was still wearing a robe and standing with his hands in his hands. The only thing that remained unchanged was the Ming Hong Sword inserted into the ground, glowing with a blue glow.

"Are you seriously injured?" Before Feng Xiao could jump off the spirit beast, he asked, "Was it injured by that giant beast?" ”

"When did you start to become a mother-in-law?" Lin Ming looked at Feng Xiao with a smile.

"Will you come with me when this battle is over?" Feng Xiao couldn't wait to say.

"Why?"

"What is there about that rice bucket that deserves such loyalty from you?" Feng Xiao finally asked this sentence.

Lin Ming suddenly became serious: "How did that heart in your hand come from?" ”

When Feng Xiao heard him say this, his heart sank, and the heart suspended in his right hand fell to the ground all of a sudden. The heart was beating hard.

Could it be that Lin Ming was subject to the king, and it had something to do with him?

"I hope Sang Xiao hasn't smelled this heart yet, and I hope he won't appear in the next attack." Lin Ming looked at the heart beating violently on the ground with empty eyes, and changed the topic: "If he appears, it must be another disaster." ”

Feng Xiao picked up her heart, held it in her arms, and gently wiped it: "I won't play tomorrow." ”

"What?!" Lin Ming was very surprised: "Wangcheng doesn't want it?!" ”

"That's your royal city, not mine. I'm a summoner who pays for the work. Feng Xiao stood under the ancient tree and looked at the royal city in the distance.

The royal city was brightly lit, and it did not have the misery of destroying the world during the day.

Through the moonlight of the dark clouds, it was impossible to see which were demon beasts and which were human corpses on the Shura battlefield. Feng Xiao saw that there were still some undead spirits floating on this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood who were unwilling to leave. If there is a fight at this time, these are his best weapons. An army of the undead can be assembled in an instant. This is also his value to Wangcheng. There are many moments, and Feng Xiao once thought that this was the reason for his existence.

"Everything will be dust, dust will be dust." Feng Xiao looked at the undead who were slowly drifting away and muttered.

"If it's just Sang Xiao, the immortal cultivators in Wangcheng and the immortal cultivators who are coming here one after another can still fight. But," Lin Ming thought of the other demon god where Sang Xiao was now, and his heart became uneasy: "If the demon fox and hidden horse also come with him, I think even if you fight, this battle won't have much chance of winning, right?" ”

"Hey...... Nine-tailed fox, Tibetan horse; The descendant of the Five Elements Clan, Sang Xiao..."Feng Xiao said to herself: "It's really tricky. ”

"You are enemies, and you are enemies of love." Lin Ming sneered: "Hmph, for a fox!" The demon gods, the descendants of the Five Elements Clan, and the inheritance of the fourth type of clan have actually become enemies! ”

The wind blew at this moment, raising Feng Xiao's robe: "Maybe fate should be like this." ”

It was an immortal cultivator who walked from the royal city with the sword, and in a matter of moments, he was about to fly to the ancient tree.

Lin Ming said lightly: "I'm looking for you." ”

The person who came walked up to Feng Xiao and said respectfully: "Hero, the king asked me to hand over this thing to you." ”

Feng Xiao's special technique allowed him to see the box emit a burst of scarlet. Feng Xiao sneered: "Hmph! Thank you. ”

"The king is waiting for your words." The visitor did not leave in a hurry, but still stood there respectfully.

Feng Xiao was stunned: "A word? ”

"Yes! The king asks what else you need to make a move in the next monster attack. ”

"Then please tell the king," Feng Xiao smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "I still want your eyes!" ”

The visitor stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes full of fear, and Edgeworth fled.

Lin Ming saw the messenger flying away, turned around and asked Feng Xiao, "Why bother with a messenger?" ”

Feng Xiao didn't answer, just gently opened the box and showed Lin Ming what was hidden inside.

is a heart. I don't know what spell was cast.,It's still beating violently.,As if the horror of picking it was left on it.。

"This is ......" Lin Ming frowned and looked at it: "A woman's heart? ”

"I said I wanted her heart, and your king gave me her heart." Feng Xiao sneered.

Lin Ming was silent.

Silence, a long silence. Feng Xiao felt colder and colder, the undead dissipated in the sky above the Shura Field in front of him, and the dark clouds also drifted away, revealing the stars above. Slowly, he was able to sense the danger that was coming.

Lin Ming asked him: "Will you really not fight next time?" ”

"No!" Feng Xiao looked at the stars in the sky and said firmly. Lin Ming looked at him and asked, "Sang Xiao......"

Feng Xiao interrupted him, looked at him and said, "I know! But I don't want to play. ”

Lin Ming looked at him with shining eyes, he knew Feng Xiao's temper, and then said, "After that, the only thing you can take away is my corpse." ”

Feng Xiao didn't look at him, the ice sickle behind him continued to flash, and after a while, there was a wind howl from the air, and a huge flying beast fell in front of him.

Lin Ming looked at the direction where Feng Xiao was going and muttered, "I really don't want this to be the last time we meet." The wounds on his body were no longer so painful, but the sadness of parting was felt in his heart.

He already had a premonition of something.

In the early morning of the fifth day, Fa Ming stood on the city wall and looked into the distance, and Fa He had been standing on the wall of the royal city for four days. Fa Ming didn't see what he feared: a massive attack by the monsters. In the past few days, immortal cultivators have come from all over the mainland to help, except for killing some scattered demon beasts, they have not seen a large number of them assembled.

But he still can't take it lightly. Because on the third day after the last battle, a lot of scavenging insects appeared out of nowhere, and all the corpses on the battlefield were corroded, and there was nothing left. After a strong gust of wind that night, after dawn, I looked at the royal castle that was still Shura Field a few days ago, and the grass was already green.

Fa Ming knew that this was the masterpiece of Sang Xiao and Zangma.

After the second day, the king sent someone to invite Feng Xiao to the palace and asked if he would help the royal city to defend against the enemy in the future.

Feng Xiao's answer was: No!

The king did not give up, and on the third and fourth days he went to inquire in person, and the answer was the same.

On the fifth day, the king gave up. He saw that more and more immortal cultivators had been summoned in the past few days, and Fa Ming was sitting at the head of the city, thinking that even if there was no Feng Xiao's evil art, he would definitely be able to defeat those demon beasts that came from nowhere.

But the monk sitting at the head of the city didn't think so, especially after he saw the person and a fox who slowly appeared from the line between heaven and earth on this day, he began to have a despair in his heart that he had never felt before!

Sang Xiao and Zangma walked towards the royal city from the edge of the sky. The immortal cultivators who were on guard outside looked at the comers from the air, not noticing who they were for a moment. Seeing that there were only two people on the other side, they flew straight to a place half a mile away from them, wanting to snipe here. And those older immortal cultivators were watching from a distance behind.

An immortal cultivator with a spear approached and shouted at the comer, "Whoever is coming, report your name quickly!" ”

Zangma looked at the spear in the hand of the immortal cultivator in front of him with great interest, and asked with a smile, "You are an immortal cultivator from Qingqiu, right?" Is the Qingming elder on the small dirt bag okay? When the young immortal cultivator heard the other party say the name of the master, he thought it was an old friend of the master, his heart relaxed slightly, and the corners of his mouth were just about to turn up, and the horse continued: "I don't know if the scar on his ass still hurts!" ”

When the Qingqiu disciple heard this, he was furious and rushed forward with his spear. A spear is like a dragon out of the water, coming towards the Tibetan spur. The whole body of the spear was wrapped in white aura, and the tip of the spear emitted a dazzling light, instantly enveloping the person in front of him in the light. The space was driven by this spear, and there was a rift. Among the elders who stood in the distance to watch the battle was the best from Qingqiu, and seeing that the other party had been covered by the ability exerted by his disciples, he thought that the general trend had gone.

Their own disciples displayed such abilities, and they smiled and nodded, deeply grateful.

However, just before the pride in their hearts could arise, the dazzling white light disappeared in an instant.

The torn space was frozen, and only Kurama stood in that place.

No one knew what was going on, and no one knew where the Qingqiu disciple who had just shined had gone.

Suddenly, an elderly man made a frightened voice: "That's a Tibetan horse!" ”

"The King of Demon Foxes, Hidden Horses?!"

Hearing the name, there was another silence. Suddenly, the tearing sound gradually intensified, and it was even sharper and more piercing than the sound just now. The air around them had frozen to the extreme, and it seemed that the slightest exertion would fall from the air to the ground. As if they had seen the coming of hell, several elders who were a little farther away noticed the danger, urged the immortal magic, and fled in all directions with the magic weapon. The fleeing man looked back, and the people who had not followed him suddenly disappeared in a moment's time.

Then, instead of flying to the royal city, they fled farther away, without a trace.

"I'm more skilled at escaping!" Watching all this happen, Sang Xiao said disdainfully. Kurama did not respond, and continued to walk towards the royal city step by step.

At this time, in the royal city, the escape of several immortal cultivators let them know who the comer was. In a few moments, the news spread throughout the royal city, and the fear brought by Zangma and Sang Xiao spread throughout the royal city, and all the summoned immortal cultivators had the idea of escaping in their hearts at this time, and even the small sects and small sects that were on guard on the periphery had begun to fly to other places.

"Everyone has promised to help me!" The king's words were full of despair: "You are all still holding the immortal treasures of my royal city!" ”

As soon as these words came out, a loud sound came from the crowd of immortal cultivators, and they actually threw the treasures they got from the royal city on the ground, and one by one they drove the immortal treasures away from the royal city. After a while, the immortal cultivators who came to support were left with only a few famous and authentic people to support themselves.

"Amitabha!" Fa Ming looked at the desperate king, folded his hands, silently recited a holy name, and said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" With that, he took out a "bead" from his bosom and threw it into the air. I saw that the "bead" was dripping and spinning in the air, and gradually became bigger. Suddenly, Fa Ming's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body was immediately enveloped in golden light. Jumping up, he flew towards Zangma and Sang Xiao.

When Fa Ming flew in front of Zangma and Sang Xiao, they already had opponents.

A man with a dark blue sword in his hand!

Lin Ming!

Sang Xiao and Zangma stared at Lin Ming deadly, none of them made a move, they were waiting for something.

Ming Hong exuded an unprecedented light in Lin Ming's hands, and the whole person was shrouded in this dark blue, and his weird face was full of fortitude!

"You're hurt?" Sang Xiao asked.

"Are you sympathizing with me?" Lin Ming said.

"No, I just think it......" Sang Xiao thought for a while and said, "I'm a little happy." ”

"Humph!"

"I'm so happy that I can finally kill you to get rid of my hatred." Sang Xiao said hatefully, and with a force all over his body, the invisible aura spread: "You shouldn't have insulted Lianxiang back then." ”

A strong gust of wind blew between the three of them, the grass swayed with the wind, and Lin Ming, who was standing in the powerful aura, also swayed like these grasses. He propped Ming Hong on the ground before he could barely stand firm.

"You're the only one this time?" The Tibetan horse on the side asked, "Where is Feng Xiao?!" ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" Lin Ming looked at Zangma and smiled: "He said it, he doesn't want to see his subordinates defeated." ”

When Zangma heard this, the anger in his heart suddenly rose, his fingers moved slightly, and the black wind poured out from behind him and hit Lin Ming. Seeing this, Lin Ming raised Ming Hong, and suddenly the dark blue light became even stronger, and he blocked the menacing attack in the future. Zangma was shocked in his heart, and his eyes were in a trance to see the god of death who held a long sword and stood among the enemies to kill in all directions! But the next scene flashed the thought of the twilight of the hero in his heart - Lin Ming actually knelt down on one knee in front of him. Zangma would not give up this opportunity, he waved his arms and summoned a force that was even more powerful than just now, striking at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was no longer able to lift Ming Hong, and watched as that force rushed towards him. Just as this powerful force was about to hit the target, a holy cry suddenly sounded in the air:

"Om! Hawkers! This! Trumpet! Full! Bellow! ”

At the same time, six characters appeared on the ground, forming a barrier in front of Lin Ming, and the force urged by the Tibetan horse seemed to be quite afraid of these six words, and it collapsed at the first touch.

"Six-character mantra!" Zangma was shocked, he looked up at the monk standing on the orb, like a god and Buddha, all golden and radiant!

Kurama was quite jealous of the golden light, and the attack could not succeed, and his eyes were full of anger.

At this time, Sang Xiao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, walked to the barrier formed by the mantra, stretched out his right hand that was flashing with colorful light, and with a light stroke on the mantra, the six-character mantra chanted by Fa Ming was broken into pieces and drifted away with the wind.

Fa Ming, who was standing in the air, watched and didn't say a word.

"If I'm going to kill him, who can stop me?" Sang Xiao raised his head and asked loudly.

Fa Ming looked at Sang Xiao on the ground and said, "Donor, it's hard for me to see the justice of the year from you anymore!" ”

"Hahaha!" When Sang Xiao heard what he said, he laughed and said, "Justice?!" You talk to me about justice?! You who have forced my master Pingji to death, talk to me about justice?! ”

"Amitabha!" Fa Ming said softly: "Since the donor is obsessed, don't blame the little monk for being polite!" ”

"What can I do!" Sang Xiao shouted, the immortal law had been transmitted from his body to the earth. Two huge, sharp tree trunks emerged from the ground, one rushing towards Fa Ming in the air, and the other towards Lin Ming, who was still gasping for breath. At the last moment, the Buddha's words sounded again, and the golden Buddha statue with a height of 100 zhang suddenly covered Sang Xiao and the tree trunk in it, stopping the two fatal blows.

"I didn't expect to see Buddhist relics here!" As soon as Sang Xiao looked at this huge Buddha statue, he knew that the jewel that Fa Ming stepped on under his feet was the treasure of Buddhism! Golden relics!

Sang Xiao did not flinch, and continued to urge the immortal law, more branches poured out from the ground, and many tree trunks intertwined with each other and spiraled up, breaking through the Golden Buddha and forming a towering tree in the open space of Nuoda! At the same time, Sang Xiao flew up to the top of the tree, only to see his palms rushing up, fingering lotus flowers, his eyes closed, and chanting incantations. In an instant, the chanting of the Dharma was overshadowed by this chanting. Seeing this, Fa Ming guarded the Yuan Spirit on his chest, and urged the golden relics under the seat, and the light suddenly converged to his side, but it was even more dazzling.

The chanting suddenly stopped, and another golden light shone through the clouds. Fa Ming raised his head suddenly, and then gasped, only to see an even greater Thousand-Armed Guanyin descend from the sky.

Fa Ming's face was cloudy, and under the golden light of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin Statue, he felt very strange. How can a mortal use the spells of Buddhism! What's even more strange is that a mortal, who doesn't chant sutras and doesn't chant Buddha, how can he have such a powerful spell to summon such a huge golden Buddha!

Sang Xiao didn't give him much time to think about it, and as soon as the statue of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin landed, he launched an attack. Fa Ming tried his best to block a few palms, and he knew that he was not an opponent. Fa Ming knew that this was the time to use all his life's learning to fight for life and death, so he urged the immortal law, and the golden light was more convergent, and the golden relics also shrank with the light, shrinking into a point on his chest. Fa Ming floated in the air, his hands folded, his eyes fixed on the golden relics floating in front of him, and chanted the six-character mantra of Buddhism in his mouth, and suddenly the golden relics were full of light, and the sky was completely illuminated, and even people who were far away in the royal city could not look directly at this dazzling light.

The golden relics flew towards the thousand-armed Guanyin statue under the urging of the Fa Ming Immortal Law. Seeing this, Sang Xiao urged Guanyin to hold the golden relics in his hands. The products of the two immortal methods touched, and there was no fierce collision as imagined. I saw that the golden relics passed through Guanyin's palm at the original speed and continued to fly forward. Sang Xiao continued to urge the Immortal Law, and more and more hands surrounded the golden relics in it. The relics still passed through the hands, but the speed finally slowed down, and the light was not as bright as it had been. Sang Xiao was overjoyed and continued to let more hands stand in the way of the golden relic.

Finally, the golden relics stopped. And Fa Ming, who was finally exhausted, fell beside Lin Ming with the golden relics.

The king, who was standing on the royal city, saw that Fa Ming finally fell to the ground, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran back to the main hall with a shout and hid. And those famous and authentic immortal cultivators were full of horror in their hearts. A thought flashed through the minds of all of them: Feng Xiao really shouldn't have let them go back then......

Sang Xiao gently floated down in front of Fa Ming from the air, pointed at Lin Ming and asked Fa Ming again: "Let me ask you, if I want to kill him, who else can stop him?" Fa Ming looked back at Wang Cheng, but he didn't see anyone, and he closed his eyes in pain. The tide is over.

The seven-colored light that flashed in his right hand reflected Sang Xiao's face more and more weirdly.

"If I say you can't kill him," I don't know when, Feng Xiao slowly walked from behind Sang Xiao and Zangma with a box: "Will you be angry?" ”

"Hahaha!" Seeing that it was Feng Xiao who came, Zangma was overjoyed, and without waiting for Sang Xiao to speak, he took out a long whip and rushed over.

Feng Xiao took a step back and threw out the ice scythe, and at the same time, a circular rune appeared on the ground, and an abominable-looking dead soul appeared out of thin air. Looking closely, it was actually a Qingqiu disciple who had just died. A rage was evident on its face, and it stabbed its spear at the galloping Tibetan horse. Taken aback, the horse flashed to the side, and the whip swung at the undead at the same time. In just one moment, the undead are gone. At this moment, a white ice scythe slashed through his ribs from the oblique thorn, and a bloody light flew out. Tibetan horse covered his wounds and fell to his knees.

"A defeated soldier is still a defeated general." Feng Xiao said lightly as she walked past him.

Sang Xiao dragged Lin Ming up and walked in front of him and said, "I hurt the Tibetan horse in a breath, I didn't expect that in just a few years, your skills have improved so much!" ”

Lin Ming had no strength and was wantonly dragged by others. Feng Xiao looked at him, and then said to Sang Xiao: "Each other, you haven't been idle in the past few years, and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin Statue has learned!" ”

"Huh!" Sang Xiao smiled: "Thank you!" ”

Feng Xiao and Sang Xiao looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

The wind suddenly quieted down, and seemed to be watching what was happening here and what was about to happen.

Feng Xiao wanted to recapture Lin Ming.

But Sang Xiao saw through it, and he said, "You can't snatch it." Neither of us can win against the other. ”

Sang Xiao looked at Feng Xiao and continued: "Today is not a day for us to fight to the death, I will take this waste away." If you want to get him back, take the heart of Lianxiang to the northern netherworld! With that, he took Lin Ming and Zangma and disappeared in front of Feng Xiao and Fa Ming.

Feng Xiao didn't stop him, walked up to Fa Ming, and helped him up. At the same time, he summoned spirit beasts and flew them back to the royal city.

In the main hall of the royal city, the king sat on the ground, looking at the paintings on the dome with empty eyes that recorded the heroic deeds of the family in the past. A guard came running from outside to tell him that the two men were gone, and he came to his senses. At this moment, Feng Xiao and Fa Ming had already entered the main hall.

When the king saw them, his heart rejoiced, and he cried out to them, "Hero! Savior! ”

Feng Xiao didn't say a word when she saw Wang like this. He placed the box that the king had given him on the ground, opened it gently, and inside was indeed a heart. Unlike the heart in his right hand, the heart in the box had long since stopped beating.

When the king saw the box, he asked excitedly, "Hero, do you like this woman's heart?" ”

Feng Xiao said expressionlessly: "Give it back to you!" ”

Fa Ming was shocked when he saw the runes on the ice sickle's body flickering on the side, and shouted, "Don't! Before the words fell, the heart in the box suddenly burst, and the entire main hall was filled with a blood mist.

After a long time, after the blood mist dissipated, only Feng Xiao and Fa Ming were left in the main hall. The king is gone.

Fa Ming clasped his hands together and chanted in a deep voice, "Amitabha! ”

The two walked out of the main hall, and Fa Ming asked Feng Xiao, "Donor, do you really want to go to the Netherworld?" ”

"Gotta go." Feng Xiao said: "I'm going to save him!" As he spoke, a spirit beast appeared beside him.

Seeing that he was so determined, Fa Ming said no more.

Feng Xiao turned over and flew north.