(a)

A gust of wind blew the wind chimes outside the window. The crisp and melodious wind chimes pulled the thoughts of the two back from their memories.

There are no more demons in the world, and this seems to be something to be thankful for. However, for some reason, a trace of sadness passed through Bai Hua's heart.

There are many difficulties to overcome in the world, but love is the saddest. And the invincible demon Chihua still can't escape a love word in the end.

Thinking of this, Ze Huang's mind unconsciously popped up with the appearance of September.

He sighed helplessly, turned around and handed the hot tea in his hand to Bai Hua, and comforted: "The Netherworld told me to take good care of you before leaving, so you should be obedient and recuperate here with peace of mind, don't think too much." ”

Bai Hua opened his lips slightly, he wanted to say something, but after brewing for a long time, he found that he had nothing to say. She held the teacup and lowered her eyes silently, her long eyelashes reflecting a shadow under her eyes.

After being silent for a long time, Bai Hua put down the teacup, leaned on the side of the bed, and said with a tired face: "I know..."

At this time, Ze Huang suddenly felt a twitch in his chest, and then a fishy heat surged into his throat. He immediately turned around and walked to the table, urging his internal force to forcibly suppress the surging blood qi in his body.

"Zehuang, your internal injuries are quite serious, you don't have to go to the West Wilderness again, take Xiaobai back to Zhuhai first!"

'But your wounds...'

'No problem!'

You and I will be hurt by the aftermath at the same time, how can it be okay. If I'm like that, can you really hold on?

Thinking of the Netherworld, Ze Huang tightened his eyebrows worriedly. After secretly relieving himself for a while, he tried to keep his tone steady, turned around and said, "Xiaobai, then you can rest first, and I'll send the medicine later." ”

"Okay..."Bai Hua bowed slightly, and replied simply.

Not long after Ze Huang left, Bai Hua covered his injured shoulder, moved his steps with difficulty, and limped to the windowsill.

The sky outside the window was very dark, and the oncoming wind was biting. She leaned against the window, her eyes wandering into the distance, as if she was deeply caught in some distant memory...

I don't know how long she stood there, until the chill spread from head to toe and spread all over her body, she couldn't help but shiver and came back to her senses.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Qin!"

A jingling wind chime rang out, just to cover up the almost silent thanks.

(b)

An hour ago, the West Wilderness Junlin.

The battle between good and evil is still extremely fierce. There is no doubt that this is a tug-of-war between the two sides.

Swords and swords, flesh and blood flying, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere. Everywhere you look, it's red, and endless blood stains a land of yellow sand.

Rolling black clouds flooded the sky overhead, and lightning streaked through the thick clouds. The hurricane swept over the yellow sand. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Long Xi and Bihai are in mid-air, you come and go, and the fight is inextricable. On the other side, Mengli and Yazhi are also-for-tat, and their strength is almost equal to each other.

Cang Xuan led the two disciples to face tens of thousands of puppet soldiers, while Yesha led more than a dozen brave men from the Four Realms and Eight Clans to fight against evil spirits.

A puppet soldier flew away, followed by another group. Under the fierce battle, Bai Shiyi and Bai Shi were dyed in white robes.

"My mother, why can't these puppet soldiers be killed?!" Shiraishi tightened the long sword in his hand, looking out of breath.

Bai Shiyi put his back to him and encouraged: "Although they are numerous, their strength is not enough to compete with us. So Shiraishi, you must hold on!"

"Then you still need to say it!" Bai Shiheng wiped a handful of blood stains on his face, glared and yelled: "You damn puppet soldiers, if you have the ability, just come at your Grandpa Bai!!"

As soon as the words fell, a puppet soldier not far away suddenly changed direction and ran wildly towards Baishi.

I saw that the puppet soldier was surrounded by black mist, exuding a strong ferocious aura. The eyes under the mask are hollow and godless, like hellish ghosts.

"Bai Shi, be careful!" As he spoke, Bai Shiyi had already raised his long sword and slashed at the puppet soldier.

This neat sword directly cut off the puppet soldier's arm, but the strange thing was that the moment the broken arm hit the ground, it immediately turned into a black mist and burrowed into the body of one of the Cangxuanmen disciples.

The disciple's body suddenly trembled, and he fell straight to the ground. Then, his hands and feet twitched twice, and his head tilted again.

More and more puppet soldiers followed, and without exception, each puppet soldier was surrounded by a black mist. Bai Shiyi's eyes lit up, and he seemed to notice something abnormal.

Frightened, he hurriedly shouted around: "Everyone be careful, these puppets are different from the previous ones, they have an extremely heavy evil qi on their bodies, don't get too close, and don't be scratched by them, lest the evil qi enter the body!"

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

After everyone heard Bai Shiyi's reminder, their expressions began to become solemn, and then they were obviously more cautious when facing the puppet soldiers.

Cang Xuan rushed to the forefront first, but before he could get close to the body of Wei Mei, he was blocked by more than 100 puppet soldiers holding long swords. Soon, the puppet platoon made three layers in front and back to block the road tightly, and hundreds of black crows hovering behind them were also preparing to wait for an opportunity to attack.

In comparison, the momentum of these puppets is completely different from the previous ones. They were armed with long swords, and they were all murderous. What's even more strange is that those long swords that are pitch black all over have no luster reflection, and although they don't seem to have a sharp edge, the sword body is surrounded by strange green flames.

Cang Xuan was startled, and secretly shouted: Oh no... Could it be that these swords are all forged from the center of the earth?!

At this time, seeing that Cang Xuan was surrounded by puppet soldiers in the air, the four Daoren who had killed the puppet soldiers on the ground jumped up in the air one after another and joined the battle together.

Cang Xuan hurriedly advised: "You must be careful, don't be injured by the Sword of Alien Fire!"

The four of them responded in unison: "Yes!"

(c)

The sound of killing resounded in the sky, and the corpses of the Yellow Sand Gobi were everywhere.

In addition to the more than 100 puppet soldiers who were fighting with the five Cangxuan people in mid-air, most of the tens of thousands of puppet soldiers on the ground had already been killed by the disciples of the two sects.

Bai Shi seemed to see the dawn of victory, couldn't control the excitement in his heart, raised his sword to boost morale and said: "Brothers, we must hold on, they don't have many people to fight anymore." We will destroy all the evil spirit puppets and protect the peace of the four worlds!"

"Slay the evil spirits and protect the four worlds!"

"Slay the evil spirits and protect the four worlds!"

Indeed, at this moment, there are fewer and fewer puppet soldiers facing the battle, and in this way, all of them have stimulated the fighting spirit of the two disciples. And the slogan of 'slaying evil spirits and protecting the four worlds' is getting louder and louder, and more and more imposing.

The charm was suspended in mid-air, with her hands around her chest, looking indifferently. In the face of the unfavorable situation in front of her, her performance was unusually calm.

At this time, she saw a huge black crow fly out of the black crow curtain hovering behind her and stop on her shoulder.

The charm looked sideways at it, and said in a quiet tone, "What?

Hearing this, the black crow flapped its wings excitedly, and a pair of bloody eyes flashed a strange luster.

"Hehe..."The ghost's laughter was cold and dry, and the whole body suddenly exuded a cold and evil atmosphere.

"I wanted them to be naïve for a while..."

As she spoke, she conjured up the black jade gourd again. This time, the thick black qi gushing out condensed into a huge black skull. Immediately, she flipped her palms to the sky, only to see the skull roar and roar into the sky.

After a muffled sound, countless black rain suddenly fell in the sky.

What the hell is going on? The two disciples who were fighting looked up at the sky in unison.

The black rain became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops the size of beans fell densely, smashing on people as if they had been scalded by boiling water, and the stinging pain was incomparable.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with this rain. "Sifeng, who has been stationed in the rear to guard the barrier, was the first to react.

With that, he quickly mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and applied shield protection to all those who participated in the battle.

However, the Charm's plan is far from simple.

Everyone has a shield to keep the boiling rain out. But after the black rain fell on the ground, it automatically flowed into the bodies of those puppet soldiers who had been killed.

Immediately afterward, a mangled corpse on the ground stood up again. Not only that, but the stumps and severed arms that fell to the ground also seemed to suddenly come to life, sticking back to the puppet soldiers.

In the face of such a horrific situation, everyone who was still fighting was shocked.

Bai Shi's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a while before he stammered, "Ten, eleven, this... Now, how come all these puppets have been resurrected again?"

"I'm afraid it's this black rain that caused the ghost!" Bai Shiyi pursed his dry lips, and his two sword eyebrows also wrinkled.

Shiraishi involuntarily swallowed a few times and asked uncertainly, "Then, why don't we kill it again?"

I'm afraid it's not that simple this time, and you may need to explore the truth first.

Bai Shiyi was just about to speak, when an anxious junior disciple beside him had already rushed forward with his sword and slashed at one of the newly resurrected puppet soldiers.

This sharp sword cut off the head of the puppet soldier with unmistakable accuracy. Losing the support of his head, the puppet leaned and fell to the ground.

The little junior brother wiped his nose, turned around and said proudly: "Senior Brother Baishi, am I very powerful?!"

Shiraishi grinned and gave him a thumbs up. But the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

With a muffled sound of flesh, a bloody hand pierced out of the little junior brother's chest. And the owner of the bloody hand was the puppet soldier he had just cut off his head with a sword.

The little junior brother's face was full of fear and helplessness, and he trembled and stretched out his right hand towards Bai Shi. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Sadly, he didn't get a word out in the end, so he choked his breath and fell directly to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you!" Shiraishi glared at his hind feet and roared angrily about to rush forward.

Seeing this, Bai Shiyi hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, "Bai Shi, calm down!"

"How can you tell me to calm down?!" Shiraishi's eyes were red with tears, and his hand holding the sword was clenched.

Bai Shiyi let go of his hand and explained, "These puppets are now immortal!"

Shiraishi anxiously asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Bai Shiyi shook his head helplessly, "I haven't thought of it yet." ”

When they were at a loss, Si Feng suddenly appeared beside the two.

"There's no such thing as an immortal body, I think it's just a magic set up by the ghost. For the sake of today's plan, we should find a way to solve it as soon as possible!"

Bai Shiyi suddenly realized, "Evil magic! That must be related to this black rain." ”

Si Feng shook his head slightly, "The black rain from the sky can wake up the puppet soldiers, but it's not the key!"

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