At the suggestion of the mysterious old man, all the cultivators of Fengling City began to chant the sutra with Long Yuchen, reciting the mysterious and extraordinary Taishang Induction Chapter.

For a time, the sound of the vast scriptures shook through the sky and beyond, and even the heavens and the earth responded to it, descending one pure power after another, blessing everyone present.

Feng Ling City said that it was not big, it was not small, but there were really no fewer creatures living in it, and at this time, with Long Yuchen chanting together, the sound of scriptures flowed, like a big river, rushing towards the boundless bloody mist.

At this moment, the monks who were far away from thousands of miles heard this huge chanting sound, like the roar of all living beings, and like the pious prayer of millions of people, and the sound of the scriptures resounded in the heavens, and it slowly formed the purest power of faith.

It is undeniable that this is terrifying, as if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens sang loudly, and there was a long river of mental power between heaven and earth, all of which poured into Long Yuchen's body.

With the blessing of this telekinesis, Long Yuchen, who led everyone to chant the scriptures, every syllable was like endless gods and demons drinking together, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Boom, boom!"

The waves of the sea of thunder and lightning were monstrous, and the bloody mist that covered the entire sea of thunder and lightning was constantly and rapidly purified, and the scarlet color disappeared, as if the bloody power had been evaporated.

By the time a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, the endless bloody mist had faded and was almost imperceptible.

In the middle of the night, Long Yuchen and the cultivators of Feng Ling City continued to chant sutras, and with the concerted efforts of everyone, the bloody mist that covered the four sides of the world and saw no end was finally completely purified when the sun first emerged.

However, the fog did not disappear completely, what disappeared was only the bloody power in the mist.

In the churning sea of thunder and lightning, the figures were densely packed and countless, and it was precisely because of them that a white mist was formed, without the initial evil and cold, only serenity and peace.

Among these figures, there are men and women, old and young, some who cultivate as weak, and some who cultivate as rebels, they look at Long Yuchen and the others with a smile, and there are only heartfelt blessings and gratitude in their eyes.

Undoubtedly, these people are the creatures of all races who were brutally killed by the three of Beibing Yaxun.

At the moment of death, their lives vanished, but their souls became slaves of the Blood Floating Slaughter with their own blood.

And, of course, the resentment they couldn't swallow before they died.

It is precisely because of this that the power of the Blood Floating Slaughter is so powerful, because it is not a simple battle treasure, but a collective battle treasure that has gathered the strength of more than a million people.

It can be said that one Blood Floating Slaughter is enough to be worth the power of more than a million people, and its power will continue to progress and grow as it devours the blood of more people.

This is terrifying, just ask, when a war treasure can grow without interruption, then can it not make people feel terrifying?

With the joint efforts of everyone, the souls of all the creatures of all races who were brutally killed by the three of them were completely freed from the predicament.

However, what makes people feel sad is that they will not be able to come back to life after all, and if they die, they will die, and who can change their life and death? Are they immortal? People don't know!

Under the gaze of these people, Long Yuchen and the living people all had a heavy feeling in their hearts, as if there was a huge stone pressing on their hearts, making people feel like they couldn't breathe.

It's too depressing, even a big man can't bear this kind of repression.

"Boom..."

In the crowd, there was a crying voice, and many female cultivators had red eyes, and there were crystal tears in their eyes that couldn't stop whirling.

It's not that they are too fragile, but this scene is really sad, even Long Yuchen, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, feels that his nose is sour, and there is a sadness and pain in his heart that cannot be dissolved.

"Senior, is there a way to save everyone?" Long Yuchen didn't want to do this, and a flash appeared in front of the mysterious old man, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled and asked.

"Alas, death is like a lamp going out, and I don't want to do that. The mysterious old man sighed, and the hair on his head seemed to turn a lot whiter.

"Is there really no way? They don't deserve to die!" Long Yuchen clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the anger and grief in his heart.

Along the way, Long Yuchen was no longer the child he was the child he used to be, but when he saw the eyes full of gratitude and relief, he still couldn't help crying.

He didn't know them, but the sorrow and pain in his heart was real, and the pain trembled like someone had cut his flesh with a blunt knife, and it made him feel pain and unbearable.

"All living beings, what is the joy of life, and why is it painful to die? ”

At this moment, among the millions of souls, an elderly man walked out in crowd, his sparse hair as white as frost and snow, which made Long Yuchen feel so dazzling.

At this time, his heart hurt even more, all because of the other party's words that saw through life and death and contained gratitude.

"Seniors, you shouldn't die, those bad people should die. Long Yuchen choked up and said, there was an unspeakable pain in his heart.

"Idiot, idiot, although my old man is not a great supernatural person like you, but I know a sentence, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, if you don't believe it, look up, who will the sky spare"

As he spoke, the old man looked at everyone alive and said, "In this world, karma is not happy at all, since the primeval creatures have planted the cause of today, they will definitely eat the bitter fruit in the future, you don't need to be so sad for us, living well is the best memorial for us." ”

The old man said with a smile, and after speaking, he deliberately patted Long Yuchen on the shoulder and said, "Young man, don't think too much, just do your own thing." ”

Through the hazy teary eyes, Long Yuchen seemed to see the blessings and exhortations in the depths of the old man's eyes, which made him can't help but say: "Senior, you..."

"It cannot be said that the dead are not the same as the living. ”

The old man waved his hand to interrupt Long Yuchen's words, and said such a thing that made people feel strange, as if in this world, there are some things that only the dead will know, but the living do not know.

People are curious about this, but no one really dares to risk their own lives to verify what the old man just said.

"Young man, it's all up to you in the future, and today we can see this world again, and we are all very content. The old man patted Long Yuchen on the shoulder again, and after speaking, he didn't give Long Yuchen any chance to speak, but turned around directly and returned to the crowd.

"Everyone, the dream of life and death reincarnation, the time I have been waiting for has come, I hope it will never be seen!" The old man bowed to Long Yuchen and the others with a million souls.

Then, I saw the snow falling in the sky, and the living souls that stood on the sea of thunder and lightning shattered one after another, and all of them died with a smile.

The soul was broken, the life was gone, and there was nothing left, Long Yuchen and the others wept with grief, even the strongest man on weekdays couldn't help but cry.

"Although we are still alive and dead, today we will turn into reincarnation, go to the Yellow Spring, and open the gate of heaven for our people!"

With a snort, there was a strong wind between the heavens and the earth, and all the shattered souls, like flying snow, actually swirled and rolled up the wind, and then, like a long river of snowflakes gathering, it was directly entangled in Long Yuchen's body.

In just an instant, Long Yuchen's figure disappeared, but people heard his cry, crying heartbreakingly, and everyone couldn't stop crying.

People don't know what he went through, but crying so sadly was obviously something that made him feel very sad, and it was most likely related to the millions of souls.

"Stop, don't..."

A hoarse voice came, and Long Yuchen cried, his voice full of painful grief and sorrow.

At this time, Long Yuchen felt that his heart was broken, millions of souls opened the gate of heaven, and they were all acting for him to play reincarnation, people didn't know the meaning of the old man's words just now, but Long Yuchen understood it now.

However, it was really because he understood that he felt that his heart was broken, and so was his soul, like a broken mirror, shattered.

At this time, millions of souls were shattered, turning into a torrent like snowflakes converging, with the power of majestic souls, condensing the Dao foundation for Long Yuchen, casting reincarnation, so that his reincarnation Dao tends to be perfected and moved towards Dacheng.

This is a great opportunity, a blessing that will be difficult to cultivate for thousands of lifetimes, but Long Yuchen would rather not want to, because in this way, millions of souls will disappear completely, and there will not even be a chance to reincarnate.

This is a road of severance, which is more terrible than death, but they all gave up their opportunity to be reincarnated without hesitation, just to give Long Yuchen a chance to become enlightened.

It's just that the price is really too great, the moment Long Yuchen understood it, he cried and shouted, 'Don't, don't', but now he doesn't want it.

People didn't know what was happening, but they all felt an unprecedented sadness, which penetrated into people's souls and made people cry uncontrollably.

Slowly, the mysterious old man saw some clues, but what could he do? In the end, he just sighed and was helpless.

Open the gate of heaven, open the gate of heaven, the gate of heaven here refers to the gate of the heavenly way, the gate of the avenue, this is an act of reversing the heavens, it only appeared in legends in the past, he didn't expect that he would see it today.

At the same time, what he didn't expect was that the price of opening the gate of heaven was so great, and it made him feel heavy and sad.

On the sea of thunder and lightning, Long Yuchen's cry was still ringing, the voice was even more hoarse, the kind of sadness that permeated the bones, made people move to tears, and their souls couldn't help but tremble.

"Millions of souls open the door of heaven..."The mysterious old man burst into tears, and finally couldn't help but stumble and cry, his hair was instantly snow-white, white and scorching, and the white heartache was unbearable.

[The mysterious old man has a super powerful identity, so there are more scenes in these two chapters, but the identity is revealed quickly, and it will be revealed at the end, and the end is also fast, it should be this month, and the latest is only the beginning of July, during this time, I hope you will support it a lot!]