"On the seventh night, I cut off the head of the evil god."

Wen Junzhi looked towards the battlefield in front of him, and Father Xiao was using a big sword to forcibly cut off the monster's eyed head.

The skull rolled down, and countless eyes flickered.

Xiao's father collects the sword, the movement is beautiful, and the dragon chapter is phoenixy.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The head suddenly laughed gloomily.

"You think you're going to kill me?"

Father Xiao turned his head sideways, gave him a cold look, and was about to step forward and stomp on that head.

However, before he could move, he felt something, and turned his head to look at the body of the evil god.

In the broken neck, a black mist spewed out, and the black mist spread in all directions, and everywhere it passed, the ground was polluted, the plants withered, and even the small animals living in the grass began to slowly shrink and turn into a dried corpse.

"It's all the evil resentment you killed." The head sneered and said, "You think you've killed them and you're all right?"

"We've been waiting, waiting for an opportunity."

Father Xiao frowned and said, "What's the point of you doing this? Do you think you can kill me in this way?"

"Hahahaha." The head laughed, "Who said we were going to kill you? We're going to destroy this continent. If we can't get it, you can't think about it. You won't be the only god on this continent, all you get is a ruin."

Father Xiao's eyes were fierce: "Those people believe in you and offer blood and food for you, but you will kill them."

The head scoffed, "So what? They are just ants, and the only reason for their existence is to offer us the power of faith, and since they no longer believe in us, there is no need to continue to live."

Father Xiao narrowed his eyes, "I won't let you succeed."

"No matter how high your mana is, it won't be able to stop us from taking revenge." The head let out a mocking sound again.

With a wave of the dust, the skull exploded, and then turned into countless black smoke, which also began to pollute the land.

"I've been put on a stand by them." Father Xiao's remnant soul stood at Wen Junzhi's side and said, "If their resentment is allowed to continue to pollute the land, at least one-third of this continent will be scorched, and after five thousand years, the land will slowly recover, and this place will become a barren land, and all the creatures living on it will die."

"I can't let that happen."

Wen Junzhi frowned: "You sacrificed yourself?"

Father Xiao smiled faintly, as if it was just an ordinary trivial matter.

"That's when I realized that I was supposed to be here for this catastrophe."

"Where there is a cause, there is an effect." He said, "Although there is nothing wrong with subduing demons and destroying demons, it is indeed I who indirectly caused all the disasters in front of me."

"I must stop the catastrophe from spreading, even at the cost of my life."

Wen Junzhi looked at the illusion again, only to see that Xiao Father rose into the air, his hair bun did not know when it was scattered, dancing wildly in the wind.

He suddenly let out a wild roar, and his body cracked, flying out countless golden points of light.

The points of light scattered in all directions, like golden rain, and fell on the earth.

The land moistened by the golden raindrops immediately regained its vitality, and countless wild grasses took root and sprouted again, but in a few moments, the original red land quickly turned back into fertile grasslands.

It's a pity that those dead animals can't be resurrected, but as long as the water and grass are abundant, new life will soon be born, and in a few years, it will be full of vitality.

And Father Xiao fell to the ground, he had lost most of his mana, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was weak, as if he had fallen as soon as the wind blew.

He forced his last breath back to his cave, and finally sat down cross-legged with a faint smile on his face.

That smile seemed to have seen through the red world and obtained real enlightenment and liberation.

He slowly closed his eyes and died.

Wen Junzhi looked back at him and said, "You turned your immortal bones into points of light, dispelled your resentment, and turned this land back into fertile land."

"But you've been cultivating for thousands of years, and you don't know how many tribulations you've experienced."

"You are already an immortal, a height that others can't reach, and now when you die, you will have nothing."

"Is it worth it?"

Father Xiao smiled, "It's worth it."

"Everything I did, it was worth it."

"Isn't the meaning of the existence of our immortals to educate and bless all people?"

Wen Jun was speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been, but he suddenly said, "You still have a wisp of remnant soul here, plus you used your immortal bones to save the people, planted good fruits, and have great merits, one day you will get the immortal position again."

Father Xiao touched his beard and said, "Immortal Venerable is right."