What?" Hearing the sigh of the realm, Ling Yu's heart sank. He originally thought that he had not brought out the power of the Seven Treasure Glass, but now it seems that there is something else hidden. In addition to not mastering the use of the Arcana himself, Juekong's use of the method of burning the divine soul to exert his magical powers is even more admirable.

"The Seven Treasure Glass is indeed the treasure of the world, as the fruit of the ancient lamp Bodhi tree planted by the King of the Earth Bodhisattva himself, how can its power be measured by us? But this does not mean that the Seven Treasure Glass is a unique artifact, it is still a big gap compared with the ten major artifacts of chaos in the sea of stars. However, when Juekong burned the divine soul and blessed the power of the divine soul on the Seven Treasure Glass, everything changed drastically. In normal times, even if Juekong mastered the use of the Seven Treasure Glaze, it would never be possible to instantly raise his cultivation to the Mahayana realm of the Immortal Realm. And the root of all this is caused by his burning soul. You can say that he is a ruined boat, or you can say that he is drinking to quench his thirst, but I have to say that he is willing to give his life for Xiaolin Temple, which deserves everyone's respect. Back then, the Bodhisattva King of the Earth once said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, and today there are younger generations who do the same thing, it seems that Juekong is indeed a monk who has the world in mind! In other words, when he decided to make a move, he was already doomed to fall. Jie sighed.

Hearing the explanation, Ling Yu was silent for a while, and he finally understood why Juekong had said those words that were almost like last words. As the abbot of Xiaolin Temple, he carries the future of the entire Xiaolin Temple and the lives of all the monks of Xiaolin Temple. Now the giant scorpion is causing chaos in the world, wanting to raze the Western Desert to the ground, and even more delusional wants to make the secret of Xiaolin Temple public to the world. By doing this, the giant scorpion had already touched the bottom line of Juekong, and he couldn't bear it. For the sake of the monks of Xiaolin Temple from being destroyed, for the peace of the Western Desert, and for the sake of Yong'an in Huaxia, Juekong could only give up his life and gamble on a prosperous world.

At this time, the voices of the three giant scorpions changed from cursing at first to threatening, then to begging for mercy, and by the end, their voices became extremely weak, as if they had reached the point of death. At this time, people finally understood that this seemingly benevolent monk did not want to suppress the giant scorpion, but wanted to completely refine the giant scorpion and never suffer in the future. Looking at Juekong's figure standing high in the air, the ten thousand star powerhouses who had wanted to level Xiaolin Temple with the giant scorpion put down their blades one after another. Their cultivation is inferior to that of the three giant scorpions, and now even the three giant scorpions are powerless to fight back in Juekong's hands, so how can they be Juekong's opponents? People must have self-knowledge, although chance is important, but life is even more important. If you leave your net worth and life in the West Desert for the sake of a key to the heavens, I'm afraid that no one will want to be contaminated with that opportunity, and no one will dare to provoke Juekong at this time.

"Juekong, if you treat us like this, sooner or later our master will break you to pieces. However, I promise you, if you let us go now, we promise that we will never hold you accountable for your rudeness, and we will even give you endless glory and wealth!" the giant scorpion roared weakly.

"Hahaha, do you think I'll take your word for it? Even if your master comes to Huaxia, I will still kill you three evil animals!" Juekong said with a sneer as his eyes passed through the seven-colored fireworks.

Then, Juekong no longer paid attention to the giant scorpion's plea for mercy, but continued to burn the fire of the divine soul, and with the help of the power of the Seven Treasure Glass, he refined the three monsters. In fact, Juekong had already put life and death aside, and he knew that if he didn't burn his soul, even if he activated the Seven Treasure Glass, he would definitely not be the opponent of the giant scorpion. These three giant scorpions have stolen endless opportunities in the Martial Arts Era, and the Seven Treasure Glass without the blessing of the power of the divine soul is just an ordinary treasure, although it is extraordinary, but it is not to the point where Juekong can use this treasure to kill the giant scorpion. Therefore, Juekong could only bless the power of the divine soul on the Seven Treasure Glass, and made a desperate bet to break the cauldron. Juekong looked at the hundred-foot-long giant scorpion that had been ignited by the flames, and finally a smile appeared on his face. His smile was faint, with a hint of desperation and a hint of relief. Killing the giant scorpion is not his lonely bravery, but the sustenance of compassion for the common people.

And when the three giant scorpions were refined by the Seven Treasure Glass and were dying, in the sea of stars outside Huaxia, a creature hidden in the dark of the starlight suddenly opened its eyes. For he was on the back side of several stars, whose light shone above and around him, but could not illuminate them. Only when his eyes opened and closed, he could judge the person's position by a pair of narrow eyes. The stars twinkled, his figure flickered, and between the light and shadow, the person's appearance gradually revealed. This is a middle-aged man of about forty years old, he is about seven feet tall, with red phoenix eyes, his eyebrows are very short, and the tail of his eyebrows is very thick, which makes people think that this person has a bad heart and is difficult to get along with. He was dressed in a pale cyan robe, and the robe was embroidered with a strange strange flower, if Tu Lie of the Poison King Valley was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the flower on the man's body, that strange flower was called Tuhua, which was a very rare and peerless poison.

The man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he sensed something, he stepped out in one step, crossed thousands of miles, and instantly came to the sky above the Huaxia Ancestral Star. The man's thumb brushed the other four fingers in turn, and finally his expression turned cold, and he said to himself in a deep voice: "Those three little scorpions have actually been refined by people! Hmph, I want to see who has the courage to touch me!" After the man finished speaking, he took another step, and this step made the man step directly into the Huaxia Ancestral Star. As his figure passed through the clouds outside the ancestral star, an invisible force seemed to try to stop him, but he waved it away.

When the man jumped into Huaxia, the three giant scorpions that were refined by the Seven Treasure Glass seemed to feel something, they let out a terrible roar, and howled angrily in the sky: "Master save me!" It's just that Juekong didn't give them a chance to survive, hearing the roar of the three giant scorpions, Juekong turned his heart sideways, and a trace of determination crossed his eyes. I saw him put his palms together, holding the Seven Treasures glass to his chest, and at the same time softly chanting Buddhist verses in his mouth. With the sound of his chanting, blood flowed from Juekong's eyes, nose, mouth, and ear piercings at the same time, and his breath became even stronger, and the surging arrogance seemed to be able to poke a hole in the sky.

"Break!" A quarter of an hour later, Juekong yelled again. This time, the fireworks of the Seven Treasure Glass directly incinerated the black fog in the sky. And the three giant scorpions hidden in the black mist didn't even make a sound for help, they were refined into flying ashes by the Seven Treasure Glass, and at this point, the three evil beasts were finally killed by Juekong.

When the black fog dissipated, Juekong also seemed to have lost all its vitality, and fell straight from the sky. The invincible aura on his body instantly turned invisible with the fall of his body, and he no longer had the power he had before. Juekong is like a lonely boat floating in the wind and rain, swaying lightly with the wind, and finally falling into the sea of people.

Looking at Juekong, who was falling rapidly, Shi Chen and Shi Yin rose into the sky at the same time and caught Juekong. However, when the two of them held up Juekong's body, their eyes were instantly filled with despair. Because they had already sensed that the soul of the Awakening Void had been annihilated, and the breath was completely gone, and the body had disappeared.

"Master!" Looking at Juekong, who had been cut off from life, Shi Chen and Shi Yin knelt on the ground, grabbed the ground with their heads at Juekong, and cried heartbreakingly. At this time, they finally understood why Juekong said those words to the two of them when he activated the Seven Treasure Glass before, this was obviously telling the last words!

Hearing the cries of Shi Chen and Shi Yin, the monks of Xiaolin Temple all knelt down towards Juekong's corpse. For a time, the sound of excess, chanting, and crying became one piece. Juekong has been in charge of Xiaolin Temple for nearly a thousand years, but in the end, he died with the giant scorpion because of the protection of Xiaolin Temple, and the fall of the monk is embarrassing.

Seeing the pathetic scene in front of Xiaolin Temple, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Souls Star Domain glanced at each other and drew their blades one after another. Before, they were afraid of Juekong's cultivation, so they had been holding back and watching coldly. Because they want to know which side is better between the giant scorpion and Juekong, if Juekong reseals the giant scorpion, they will have a big deal to leave Xiaolin Temple and seek the key of Tianque in the future. If Juekong is killed by the giant scorpion, they can follow the three giant scorpions to level the ancient temple, find the boundary gate, and go to Jade Everest Peak to snatch the key to the heavenly que. But unexpectedly, the final result was that both sides were doomed.

Without the shock of Juekong, a trace of coldness crossed the eyes of the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Spirits Star Domain. Now that Juekong is dead, the remaining monks of Xiaolin Temple are no match for them. Moreover, the giant scorpion has also been refined by Juekong, so no one will compete with them for the opportunity anymore. Their original purpose in coming to Xiaolin Temple was to enter the enchantment and get the key to the Heavenly Que, and as for the life and death of Juekong, it had nothing to do with them. Even, they longed for Juekong to be killed by the giant scorpion, and now they finally got their wish. Therefore, the greed hidden in their hearts was finally revealed, and they approached with a cold gaze.

Feeling the ill-intentioned gaze of the strong people around him, Shi Chen's expression was grim, he stood up suddenly, held the Qibao glaze in his palm, and said coldly: "Now that the bones of the family master are not cold, if you want to mourn, then please wait at the mountain gate, if you want to be disrespectful to Xiaolin Temple, then don't blame me for being unkind!" Seeing Shi Chen's actions, the monks of Xiaolin Temple stood up one after another, and confronted the Wanxing powerhouse with Shi Chen. In addition to the senior monks of Xiaolin Temple, Yi Han, You Long, Duanmu Yuhan, Murong Changfeng and others also came behind Shi Chen, and it seems that they also advanced and retreated with Xiaolin Temple.

"Condolences? Hmph, a humble reptile in the human world, what is there to mourn. Dead is dead!However, he killed the three spirit creatures I raised, and this revenge will be borne by you Xiaolin Temple!" Just as everyone was about to face each other, a cold roar suddenly came from high in the sky.

When that voice sounded, everyone outside Xiaolin Temple felt as if they had fallen into a cold pool, their bodies trembling, and their spirits trembled. People have just felt the awakening of the burning spirit, and to them, it is as if the awakening is the ruler of this world, ruling the universe and ruling the eight directions. But when that voice came, people were horrified to find that this person was even more terrifying than the previous Juekong. Hearing the man's voice, people had the illusion of being delayed. And when Ling Yu, who was hidden behind the bluestone, felt that when he felt the coercion, he felt that this person's cultivation was probably on par with Mr.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu gritted his teeth and looked towards the sky under endless coercion. When he saw the middle-aged man with flowers embroidered on his clothes, Jie said in a deep voice in Ling Yu's sea of knowledge: "It's bad, if even this person appears, then I'm afraid that today I will pile up corpses like a mountain and bleed like a river." ”

"He, who the hell is he?" Ling Yu only glanced at the man, and was stunned by the afterglow of the other party's eyes. He didn't dare to look at the man, as if as long as he looked at the man more, his body would be crushed by the aura of the other party's body and turned into powder. He lowered his head and asked the boundary.

"This person is the one you have always suspected, and it is possible that he is behind it. The Realm Chief sighed, as if he knew the man well. He withdrew his gaze, and the old figure dissolved in Ling Yu's sea of knowledge, and said with a straight face. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be very worried about Ling Yu's situation.

"The black hand I suspect......ed? He is one of the twelve monarchs of the Flood Desolation?" Hearing the words of the realm, Ling Yu's head "buzzed", he swallowed his saliva fiercely, and asked in a shocked voice to the realm in the sea of knowledge. If the other party is really the Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation, then today is indeed not good.

"That's right, this person is one of the Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation, the eleventh of the twelve sovereigns, the Prisoner Sovereign!" Jie shook his head and said word by word.