Dabo's resentful spirits rushed towards Wei Xiao and Qingyin.

The figures of the two people were agile, their feet moved, and between the staggered figures, the blue and white sword light of the Dao Dao lit up, and countless resentful souls disappeared with screams.

They are not two people fighting, but four people.

Qingyin's footsteps moved, and the ghost made a god use "wind and dust".

Wei Xiao swung out a sword, cooperating with the "wind and rain".

"Ten thousand scrolls of holy books".

"Jinglun five cars. ”

"Towering Kunlun. ”

"Yaoshan is not old. ”

"A thousand years of wind and snow. ”

"Thousands of miles of smoke!"

When the wind and snow sword light of the Dingguang Sword and the smoke and haze of the Taiqi Sword were intertwined, countless resentful souls were broken by the Heavenly Sword Light, torn apart into Dao black smoke, and then disappeared.

Wei Xiao and Qingyin glanced at each other, and each saw the determination to fight to the death in each other's eyes.

Black smoke billowed and swept in.

The flames burst out in the smoke, and a rumbling voice sounded in the fog: "Stinky boy, yellow-haired girl, don't think that you can win my face ghost king with the support of that pair of emperors and queens!"

With the voice, black smoke slammed towards Qingyin's head!

Qingyin hurriedly swung his sword to block.

The fierce fire in the black smoke rose sharply, bursting out countless sparks!

Wei Xiao was shocked, knocked Qingyin away, and rushed forward: "Qingyin dodge, I'll come!"

He raised his sword in both hands, lying across his chest, trying to block the black smoke!

Mars sparkled and fell on his hair, shoulders, chest, arms, and legs.

Then there was a sound of "snort", puffs of white smoke rose up, and his Wei Xiao's body was burned out of black holes, emitting a scorch-like smell.

The sparks corroded through the body, burning the flesh and bones.

Qingyin was frightened and exclaimed, "Brother Wei Xiao......"

The head of the Ran Ghost King faintly appeared in the black smoke, and he looked at the two people in front of him fiercely, and laughed wildly: "That old monk is about to be unable to hold on, you should also hurry up and arrest him, and go to hell with me! The earth is sinking, and it was originally the heavens that wanted to destroy the Fengyan Continent, and this present world is the way of the world where ghosts and ghosts are rampant! Hahaha!"

Qingyin looked up with his words, and saw that in the lotus seat on the boulder, the white-clothed monk's body had turned red gold, and the white on his body was also dyed with a layer of golden light, and the huge lotus petals began to shatter, splitting into tens of millions of petals, countless fine petals flew in the air, and the sky seemed to have a pink flower rain.

And her master, Guru Buddha Tucheng, suddenly seemed to be unable to support it, his head slowly drooped a little, and a piece of gold on his cheek cracked, flying outward.

Beneath the gold flakes was black, and there was almost nothing.

The flesh and blood of the monks have been close to the oil, and the lamp is dry.

Then, above the monk's chin, another piece of gold shattered and flew outward.

"Master——" Qingyin wept bitterly.

Master's Dharma voice came from the sky: "Qingyin, don't be sad, although Master is about to perish, but Master's half-heart is transformed into relics, which can still protect the Fengyan Continent from sinking in the sea, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell? Hell is not empty, and I can't become a Buddha!"

There was a hint of trembling in his voice, as if the monk was suffering greatly: "Before half of my heart is completely turned into a relic, you and Wei Xiao must hold on!"

"Master......" Qingyin picked up the sword with trembling hands, gritted his teeth and held back tears, slashed several resentful spirits that sneaked in, and rushed into the black smoke.

Master is right, even if he dies, he will fulfill his last wish to save thousands of living beings for him, so that Master's soul can rest in peace!

Qingyin suddenly burst out with great spiritual power, and the green aura soared from the lightsaber, killing those resentful souls and screaming and retreating.

Although the spiritual power in her body was rapidly decreasing, she kept reminding herself in her heart: "You must hold on! You must hold on, Qingyin!"

With a "bang", the ghost king's head turned into smoke again, and slammed into Wei Xiao's chest, knocking him to the ground, and the Taiqi sword in his hand also flew away!

Wei Xiao sat down on the ground, a person who had always been fearless, a trace of horror flashed across his face, watching the black smoke attack fiercely!

"Let me go to hell!" a roar came from the smoke and rushed to Wei Xiao's throat, ready to give him the final fatal blow!

Wei Xiao, who originally seemed to be lying on the ground unable to move and dying, suddenly straightened his body, flipped backwards like lightning, and landed right next to the Taiqi Sword, grabbed the Taiqi Sword with his right hand, and stabbed at the black smoke at a lightning speed!

"Fooled!" exclaimed from the black smoke, but castration could not be stopped!

The tip of the sword condensed into a point of light and pierced into the smoke!

At that moment, an extremely beautiful girl's face suddenly appeared in the smoke.

The girl's face is crystal clear, her forehead is a little cinnabar, her temperament is noble, and she is glamorous.

In her beautiful eyes, she seemed to look down on everything in the world, and it seemed that she was just fixed, looking at Wei Xiao alone.

Wei Xiao looked at the girl's face in a daze, and the thousands of years of wind and clouds suddenly flashed by.

He forgot everything, he didn't remember anything, he didn't even know who he was, but the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows seemed to be reflected in his heart for thousands of years.

There was a sudden inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart, and then a huge sadness poured in, whistling to drown out the little feeling of being evoked.

A trace of blood flowed from the girl's throat.

The bright red blood was as red as the cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows.

The tip of the Taiqi Sword was stabbing right in her throat.

It only takes one more point for him to stab her to death.

But this point, for Wei Xiao, is more insurmountable than thousands of miles and thousands of mountains and rivers.

The Taiqi Sword in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, so heavy that he couldn't move a single penny.

There was a voice in his heart that said, "Pierce it, stab it down! It's all fake, it's all an illusion conjured up by the Ghost King to deceive you!"

But for some reason, his hand just couldn't be pierced.

He didn't remember who she was, but he vaguely felt that she was inextricably linked to his past.

In that moment of hesitation, the girl's face suddenly changed.

The originally crystal innocent face suddenly showed a ghostly smile.

The face of the ghost king appeared, smiling fiercely, he grabbed the sword body with one hand, flipped violently, the Taiqi sword flickered in the air, the blue light flickered, and fell far away from the white tower.

The ghost king brought up the smoke around his body and pounced on Wei Xiao!

At the same time, thousands of resentful spirits surged in, and they pounced.

Wei Xiao, Qingyin, and the White Tower, from a distance, were almost all buried by the thick black smoke.

In the black smoke of the sky, a ray of light suddenly bloomed, like the light of a lantern. Then, one by one, the lanterns lit up, and in an instant they formed a long line, from top to bottom, drifting in the black smoke.

A line of white light appeared on the floating blank tower, followed by two lines and three lines, until thousands of lights bloomed together and pierced through the black smoke. At the last moment, the white pagoda that had been suspended on the Fengyan Continent for tens of millions of years suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of fragments and floating to the ends of the earth.

At the same time, the black smoke that wrapped around the floating void tower was dispersed until it became translucent, and finally disappeared completely.

The wind is open and the clouds are gone, and the world is clear.

Qingyin's body moved, and she almost fell off the chain of Buddha beads, but Wei Xiao hurriedly grabbed her.

Then the two of them looked at the floating blank tower that disappeared with the resentful spirit, as if in a dream.

A piece of debris fell from the sky and swept past them, Qingyin reached out to catch it, it was the eaves of a corner of the white tower, but it was as light as a feather, and it turned into a star between her fingers, and disappeared.

"The Floating Void Tower, known as the 'Tower of Eternity,'" the girl murmured, "but because he did not hesitate to destroy the ghost king and the resentful spirits in order to seal them into the underworld, he also saved us both." ”

She turned her eyes to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao didn't speak.

Suddenly, a shower of pink flowers fell from the sky, falling between the two of them, cutting off their sight, Qingyin couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she felt that he seemed to be preoccupied.

Flowers rained down from their sides and drifted to the earth.

And above the earth, the sea flowed sideways, countless buildings were washed away, mountains collapsed, bridges were destroyed, and even the sacred trees were submerged in the flood so that only a few tops remained.

Countless people screamed and shouted, but they were flooded by the sea and washed away in an instant.

What is more terrifying than the demon clan's spy dragon owl is the birth of a resentful soul in the underworld.

Even more terrifying than the birth of the resentful soul was the sinking of the Fengyan Continent.

The Great Dao is ruthless, and in the face of the Heavenly Dao that destroys everything, human life is as small as an ant.

Hundreds of millions of lives were slaughtered.

This continent of extreme prosperity and unprecedented prosperity has reached the pinnacle of glory, but also bred countless disasters, such as the thousands of killings and stamps of the Terran Yanhuang Empire when it was founded, the iron-fisted methods when defending the country, the suppression and trampling of small foreign countries, internal and external troubles, all of which led the empire to fall apart and finally extinct to the end.

Although the empire has produced this unprecedented pair of unparalleled emperors, it cannot save the tragedy that is difficult to return and the edifice is about to collapse.

Even if it was an unprecedented and prosperous water and land puja that poured the financial and material resources of the empire and the power of the monks, it could not appease the thousands of souls who died with hatred.

Even if it is Wei Xiao and Qingyin's desperate rescue, even if it is the Buddha Tucheng, a high monk in the human world whose mana can pass through the gods and Buddhas, and uses his heart as a relic to transform into Dapeng and Dragon Maiden, after all, he still can't purify the thousands of beings on this vast continent.