The cold wind blew, and the beasts in the herd didn't know that it was the one who called, and all the demon beasts fled in embarrassment like lost dogs.

The smoke and dust were billowing and the earth was in shambles, and the rest of the monks looked at Danxiazi in a daze, all at a loss.

Even those disciples of the Demon Refining Sect who often see Danxiazi on weekdays also felt a chill at this moment.

Although Danxiazi's name of killing stars is occasionally mentioned in the sect, it was all from many years ago.

It wasn't until they saw it with their own eyes today that they finally understood that the rumors they had heard were absolutely not adulterated.

The fox demon took advantage of the chaos to leave and disappeared, and he had already been unable to catch up.

Dan Xiazi ignored the gazes around her, and flew in the direction of the main hall without saying a word.

Although his expression was very calm, it was difficult for his mood to really calm down.

Maybe it's because the sect that I've been familiar with since childhood was destroyed overnight, maybe it's because the Demon Refining Ancestor didn't die long after he cast the Vermilion Bird Fire, or maybe it's because he felt that a critical moment in his life was finally approaching.

Soon, Dan Xiazi returned to the main hall, and the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar scenery along the way made him angry and a little nostalgic in his heart, and his mood was inexplicably complicated.

Cang Yu Zhenren was standing on top of the ruins, and he didn't even have time to clean up the gravel and dust at his feet.

He stretched out his hands and continued to inject the true yuan into a red ball of light in front of him.

Danxiazi flew forward, stood beside Cang Yu Zhenren, and injected his true yuan into the light cluster with him.

Gradually, the crimson light group changed, the flames flickered, and slowly condensed into a human form.

This humanoid body is composed of Huoxing Yuan Qi, and it is the appearance of a three- or four-year-old child, which is the remnant of the Demon Refining Ancestor.

The child slowly opened his eyes, and a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, and after seeing the two people in front of him clearly, he figured out the cause and effect, and said, "Do something useless." ”

After the Demon Refining Ancestor cast the Vermilion Bird Fire, the life fire had already burned out, and even the Yuan Infant was about to melt.

If it weren't for Cang Yu Zhenren not caring about the loss of true yuan and forcibly protecting its last trace of vitality, there would be no possibility of waking up again.

But even so, Cang Yu's approach can only make him stay in the human world for a while longer, just like the return of light in the mouth of a mortal in the world, and it has no practical effect.

Cang Yu Zhenren's face was tense, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes: "You have to say something before leaving." ”

The Demon Refining Ancestor was slightly stunned, his eyes swept around, and he said with some emotion: "Xiao Fang is gone, Jing Xuan is gone, Lei Boy is gone, and the old man is also leaving." ”

"The future Demon Refining Sect can be said to be the weakest since Master Zu opened the sect, and it is indeed a bit too heavy for you to bear such a mess alone." Speaking of this, he turned to Cang Yu Zhenren, his eyes were low and rarely showed a hint of softness, "However, you have always acted decisively and steadily, and the Demon Refining Sect is in your hands, there will definitely be a day when it will grow again, this old man can rest assured." ”

"The disciple will live up to the trust of the master!" Cang Yu Zhenren's expression was dignified, and he solemnly swore an oath.

"Since you succeeded to the position of sect master, I haven't heard you call you a teacher like this for a long time." The Demon Refining Ancestor smiled, and then turned his head to look at the Xuan Turtle in the distance.

The Demon Refining Ancestor, who has always had a hot temper and is not weaker than others in his life, looked at the Xuan Turtle at this moment with a faint hint of pleading in his eyes: "Old man......"

Xuan Turtle's gaze at the Demon Refining Ancestor also had a trace of emotion in his indifferent eyes: "For the sake of knowing each other for many years, this turtle can protect the Demon Refining Sect for you for three hundred years." Three hundred years later, if there is no Yuan Infant appearing, it is the number of demon refining sect qi should be exhausted, and you can only blame these disciples and grandchildren of yours for not fighting for their anger. ”

"Three hundred years is enough." The Demon Refining Ancestor smiled, looking at Cangyu Zhenren, his expression was full of confidence.

"Master......" Cang Yu Zhenren choked up and was a little speechless.

"Okay, okay, this day will come sooner or later, the old man should die in front of you, if you die in front of the old man, then who else can I count on in the future in the Demon Refining Sect?" The Demon Refining Ancestor waved his hand again and again, and then quickly shifted his gaze to Danxiazi, who was silent on the side, and scolded with a smile, "It's you kid, a senior brother for hundreds of years, and I didn't see you cry twice when the old man was dying, so you were really as cold-blooded as when you were a child." ”

Dan Xiazi smiled and replied, "What is there to cry about, senior brother, you just left early, junior brother, I will be looking for you soon." ”

Cang Yu Zhenren only then reacted, Dan Xiazi had not lived much to this age, and in the previous battle, he was probably aware that his limit was approaching.

His heart sank, Demon Refining Ancestor, Elder Fang, Elder Lei, Bai Jingxuan, the mainstays of these doors fell one by one, and now even Danxiazi had to leave, and the Demon Refining Sect could really be said to be in a precarious situation.

"I forgot, you kid is also short-lived." The Old Ancestor of Demon Refining was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly.

Danxiazi also laughed out loud after hearing this, and the laughter of the two echoed in the heavens and the earth, indescribably heroic and free.

But the rest of the Demon Refining Sect disciples couldn't help but secretly grieve after hearing this, and even the monks of the other sects in the Shuo Jinzhong couldn't help but feel a sense of heroic twilight in their hearts.

The Demon Refining Ancestor glanced at the direction of the Treasure Pavilion: "After this battle, even if the Demon King does not die, he will not be able to come out to make trouble for at least a long time, everything that can be done has been done, and the old man is worthy of the human race." ”

Cang Yu Zhenren followed the gaze of the Demon Refining Ancestor: "When exactly did that happen?" ”

He had been puzzled since the moment the Demon Refining Ancestor cast the Vermilion Bird Fire, and at this moment he finally couldn't help but ask.

"You'll find out soon." The demon waved his hand and continued to laugh loudly.

Now he has no mana, only a remnant of the Yuan Infant remains, and he can't even do the most basic spiritual sense transmission.

The Demon King had already obtained what he wanted, and it was too late to stop it, and he was reluctant to say anything about it, so as not to cause unnecessary panic.

In the laughter, the face of the Demon Refining Ancestor's Yuan Ying gradually blurred, and the firelight became more and more dim, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.

Inside the golden bell, there were tears flashing in the eyes of the disciples of the Demon Refining Sect, and even sobbing faintly.

Danxiazi seemed to be unaware, laughing louder and louder, and the laughter covered everything, as if time would stay in this moment forever.

The bleak wind blew the dust on the ruins, and everyone was immersed in sadness, quietly looking at Danxiazi, and couldn't bear to interrupt him.

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded: "That ......"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke out, only to see that inside the golden bell, Qingsong Daoren raised a hand awkwardly.

Many eyes converged on his body, and Qingsong Dao people suddenly had the illusion that they had become sinners for the ages.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, but still stubbornly said: "Cangyu Zhenren, can you let the poor come out first?" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of surprise in the golden bell.

"Daoist Qingsong, has your mana recovered?"

"Hey, I can also feel the true yuan in the dantian below, and I have been paying attention to the situation of the demon refining ancestor, and I actually noticed this matter for a while."