After Ye Qing shouted Long live the people, the blood-colored glass tree in front of him quietly dissipated.

dissipated together, as well as the lingering green figure in Qiao Rulai's heart.

"So, I'm just a stepping stone in the Master's plan?"

In the consciousness space, Qiao Rulai's figure flickered as if it was disturbed, and it was obvious that her heart was not at peace.

"So, for the sake of that unattainable ideal, Shizun and you want to use the Nine Realms as a chess game and sacrifice countless people?"

"So, everything is a lie?"

The voice is getting louder and louder, and even in the consciousness space, Qiao Rulai is showing signs of going mad.

Cast wisdom, cast plans, cast hearts, and even did not hesitate to die for the sake of martyrdom.

In exchange, but it is - sacrifice!

"Lies?"

The night talk is over, and Ye Qing and Qiao Rulai's consciousness bodies are gradually dissipating in the consciousness space.

Ye Qing looked at Qiao Ru in front of him and said, "If an iron house is windowless and indestructible, there are many sleeping people in it, and they will soon suffocate to death. However, from slumber to death, people do not feel the sorrow of death. ”

Mo Cangli woke up and tried to shout loudly, startling some of the more sober people. But these people not only did not wake up, but united with the sleeping people, wanting to kill the awake Mo Cangli. Because, Mo Cangli's loud shouting ruined their sleep. ”

"The people in the house didn't want to wake up, but the people outside the house came in. Do you say, do the people outside the house join the sleeping people, or do they shout loudly together, wake up more people, and break through the house and go outside the house together? ”

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Rulai asked, "What if you wake everyone up and break through the iron house." How can you guarantee that outside the iron house, there will not be another bigger iron house! It won't be endless darkness! It won't be a dream in a dream! ”

Facing the questioning, Ye Qing smiled slightly, how can I dare to say that I am the truth when so many martyrs have not been able to complete the cause.

It's just that the most precious thing in the world is hope.

If someone can really wake up because of my cry, how can I say that there is no hope of breaking through the darkness?

Qiao Rulai read Ye Qing's smile and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

It turns out that in this world, there are not only people who wake up from dreams, but also dreamers.

In a flash, Qiao Rulai heard Ye Qing's quiet wish to cross the world

——A spark can start a prairie fire, and use your body as a torch to light the way forward.

Subconsciously let go of the ink maniac, and Qiao Rulai staggered back two steps.

In the next moment, the ink madness passed through his chest.

Qiao Rulai's corpse fell to the ground with a bang, Ye Qing gasped loudly with ink frenzy, and flesh-colored shoots grew from the hole in his chest, which healed in a short time.

"Who's next?"

Murong Yanyu was silent.

Don't Xiaolou hesitate with the poem in his hand.

Li Jianshi subconsciously grabbed the corner of Bei Xiaolou's clothes.

What is on the surface, what is hidden in the dark.

After a moment of silence, everyone looked up at the sky.

A golden stupa hangs in the air, like a miracle.

The next moment, the pagoda fell with a bang, covering the entrance of the spirit world along with Ye Qing.

"Knot... It's over? ”

Someone looked at the Dharma Golden Light Pagoda blankly and asked the demon general beside him.

The demon general also looked dazed, the emperor who was the best in the world just now, along with the great cause of the Shura country, was gone like this?

One step Zen Kong looked at the stunned Jinyanxia and sighed imperceptibly, turning into a golden light and jumping into the Dharma Golden Light Pagoda.

Seeing a step of Zen Kong, Fan Hai Jinghong wiped a handful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.

Obviously, in order to urge the Bodhidharma Golden Light Pagoda, Fanhai Jinghong paid a lot of price.

One step Zen Kong crossed Ye Qing and stepped forward to heal the luck of Fan Hai.

Fa Tao took a few steps without forgiveness, blocked in front of the two, glanced at the corpse of Qiao Rulai regretfully, and said to Ye Qing: "The overall situation has been decided, let's ambush the demon barrier!" ”

Nearly half of the fruit of life brought from the Datang world has been consumed.

There are three statues of Sata blocking the road in front, and Murong smoke and rain blocking the back.

No matter how you look at it, it's a game of death.

Well, in the eyes of others.

After receiving the inheritance of the ink mania, Ye Qing casually put the ink mania into the jade book, drumming up the true yuan, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles-

"Follow the great wisdom and save the world with great compassion."

？？？

The words that were completely unknown made the monks of Tianmen at a loss, and Murong Yanyu also frowned.

One step Zen Kong and Fan Hai were shocked, and they glanced at each other.

Hellgate!

If there is any place in the Buddha Kingdom where Ye Qing, who is the Emperor of Shura, can do this, the only thing the two of them can think of is the underground gate where Shi Yanwen and the Tibetan Mirror Man fell together.

In order to urge the Bodhidharma Golden Light Pagoda to suppress the entrance to the demon world, all the monks of Tianmen gathered around the morning bell and dusk drum, and only a few teams of warrior monks remained at the border of Tianmen.

And in order to meet the decisive battle with Ye Qing, the power of the Buddha of Tianmen was even more blessed on the three statues of Sata.

In other words, Tianmen has now formed an encirclement of Ye Qing internally, but it is in an undefended state externally!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble in one step.

Pitfall!

Definitely a trap!

It's just that without waiting for the Tianmen monks to react, a drum beat came from afar.

Although Fa Tao was unforgiving, the three statues of Sa Tai had a very tacit understanding, and they gave up the encirclement of Ye Qing in an instant.

One step of Zen emptiness and Dharma Tao unforgiving, all the strength of the body, rushed to the holy top.

There was no time to say more, the two of them instigated their lifelong Buddha power, urging the morning bell and evening drum.

The sound of the heaven-shaking law echoed above and below the Heavenly Gate.

Holding the Bodhi Sword, Van Hai Jinghong urged the morning bell and dusk drum for the two of them to protect the *******, which is the best solution at the moment. But the strength is weak, and you must understand this truth. ”

Leisurely walking up to the Holy Peak, Ye Qing stood with his hands in his hands, and talked eloquently in front of the three statues of Sata.

Behind him, Murong Yanyu's expression was uncertain.

In the previous fight, the consumption was still too great for this centenarian, not to mention the fact that he suffered a lot of injuries. There is no certainty of victory at the moment, so we can only wait for the opportunity.

At the Holy Top of the Heavenly Gate, the situation is deadlocked.

Beyond the Holy Dome, there was a one-sided scene.

In the midst of the drums of the earth gate, the monks of Tianmen were in turmoil, and their minds gradually sank.

Only when the morning bell and dusk drum ring, can they form a formation and take the opportunity to huddle together and move closer to the Holy Peak of Tianmen.

It's just that no one can finish the road closer.

"Baguan Wuzuo, Yin'e, Zhenmei, goodbye!"

Seeing the defeat of the Tianmen monks, Fan Hai was anxious, but he couldn't help.

"Oh? Do you want to do it? Do you want to join forces? You can give it a try. ”

Ye Qing was very relaxed, the door of the earth arrived as scheduled, and the plan was about to begin. To be able to die one less, Ye Qing hopes to die one less, because every labor force is very important.

Just when the situation was deadlocked, a miserable wail resounded through the gates of heaven.

"Jing Zhong! Loyalty! ”