Feng Zhiping's eyes were cracked, but he couldn't move.

I want to help, but I can't protect myself, and I have to suffer from the fish in the pond.

What's more, even if they can move, the two of them can't run, except for the size of the place under them, where is there a safe place around?

At the end of the day, the man in white appeared in front of them, drew a circle with both hands to draw a round of yin and yang fish, and pushed forward with his palms together:

"Heaven and earth are infinite, the Qiankun Imperial Law, the two instruments are separated, and the swords are tense!"

Feng Zhiping couldn't understand what he was saying, he only saw a sudden sword shadow between the other party and the ghost old man, with different shapes and colors only black and white, one by one corresponding to the entanglement, each time he approached, a number of sword qi burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a sea of storms.

The space was shattered, like a mirror, and countless space fragments were tumbling up and down, like the rain of a storm, like the waves rolled up by the waves, and its shape was terrifying.

No one doubts the end of the intruder, no one believes that someone dares to break in, even if it is a crazy one.

But the ghost old man dares!

He stretched out his hand, grinned, and rushed into it without hesitation, and his skin was instantly opened.

The storm could only hurt him, but it couldn't stop him, and it couldn't even slow him down.

Those terrifying space fragments that could make the martial soul retreat in horror were like real mirror fragments to him, which could only cut through his flesh and skin, could not destroy his muscles and bones, and failed to make him retreat, but made the smile on his face more and more vigorous.

Not people!

Definitely not human!

Even if it's a ghost, it's definitely a ghost who has become an immortal!

He's an immortal!

There are also men in white, both of them are immortals, real immortals!

Feng Zhiping couldn't scream, he could only roar in his heart, and there was no doubt about it.

The resentful eyes widened, shocked and a little dazed, and the strange sense of familiarity appeared again, as if this scene had been seen before, but no matter how you thought about it, you just couldn't remember it.

Feng Zhiping was stunned, the monk was in a daze, and the man in white glanced at the two of them with a slight side face, evoking a comforting smile, and then turned his gaze back, his eyes were shining, and he slapped the ghost old man with a loud shout.

The palms pressed against each other, sucking into each other, not immediately apart.

The palm power spread, and the aftermath was immense, except for the size of the place behind the man in white, everything around him was destroyed, leaving only a dark and dull void.

Feng Zhiping couldn't think, and he didn't dare to think, he didn't dare to imagine where this dark place was.

The darkness lasted only a moment, and then swept back like a time back.

The shattered space was re-healed, the blown clouds returned to their original places, and nothing seemed to have happened, as if what had just been seen was just an illusion, but it was not.

The man in white and the ghost old man still faced each other with one palm, not letting each other go, and with Feng Zhiping's peaceful and resentful eyes, he couldn't see who was falling behind.

"You've been fooled!"

Fu Xian suddenly laughed, lightning shot, his empty hand and turned into a palm knife, his arm grew unbelievably a lot, and the palm knife was fiercely inserted into Fang Junnan's chest.

"I want that drop of blood, take it!"

The length of the arm is already very weird, and what is even more weird is that Fu Xian's hand knife did not come out from behind after being inserted into it, as if there was a bottomless pit hidden in Fang Junnan's chest.

"Each other, each other. Fang Junnan smiled, "After waiting for a long time, you finally got serious, if you want to run, I may not be able to stop you, now it's okay, you can't run away." ”

Fu Xian's face changed, his hand retracted, who knew that not only could not pull it out, but also sucked it in, and his face changed again.

"What's going on, what will my power be devoured? Impossible, this is impossible! I am the orthodox sect of the city, and I am in the same vein as the sect master, and the power of the sect master will only help me and will never harm me, what the hell is going on! You, you, Fang Junnan, what have you done?!"

Fang Junnan looked at him with pity: "Fu Xian, have you forgotten something? This is not your sect master's blood, this is my junior brother Bai's." ”

"Son... Damn!"

Fu Xian was stunned, all understood, helpless too late, his power was constantly withdrawn from the body, and the power of the blood droplets collided, blended, decomposed essence, only a small part of the essence remained in the blood droplets, and the rest were all thrown out as impurities, turning into aura and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Not only him, but also Fang Junnan, the strength of both of them is rapidly declining, or it won't be long before they are exhausted, and by that time, they will completely disappear from the world.

"Stop, damn it, stop!" Fu Xian went crazy and said hurriedly, "Fang Junnan, you think clearly, it's too late to stop now, do you want to die with me?"

Fang Junnan smiled slightly, increased his strength, and Fu Xian suddenly screamed even worse.

A large stream of aura erupted out, the breath of the two of them quickly withered, Fu Xian was thinner than before, like a skeleton with only a leather bag left, and Fang Junnan was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was getting weaker and weaker.

The two of them got up together, not daring to step forward rashly, one holding the sword and the other holding the whole, waiting for the result with a nervous expression.

Finally, Fu Xian couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes were hideous and desperate, and he let out a final roar.

"Fang Junnan, you stupid and loyal fool, you have to give them your life even if you die, I spurn you! You can't die well, I curse you, I curse you for life..."

The words came to an abrupt end here, Fu Xian maintained the last expression and movement, standing sculpturally stiff, and the powder itself continued to fall off, scattered with the wind, and slowly disappeared in front of him.

Fang Junnan breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, he was also so faint that it was almost transparent, and only a touch of pale gold on his chest was still brilliant.

Putting down his hand and turning around, Fang Junnan looked at Feng Zhiping, looked at him from head to toe, nodded slightly with a smile, and then grabbed the light gold in his chest in Feng Zhiping's stunned eyes, and handed it to Feng Zhiping with a smile.

"It's yours, take him, and my mission will be completely accomplished. ”

Feng Zhiping stretched out his hand to pick it up, but found that he couldn't grasp it at all, the hand and the things in his hand were like a mirror, which was appreciable and untouchable.

Fang Junnan smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on Feng Zhiping's chest.

Feng Zhiping was startled, and before he could retreat, he felt a heat in his chest, and Yuzhu, who had never taken the initiative to react, actually took the initiative to attack, swallowing blood droplets like a sword seed, and then returned to his original state, no matter how much Feng Zhiping tried it, he didn't react.

"This...?"

Feng Zhi was stunned, looked up at Fang Junnan, and wanted an explanation, but saw that the other party had faded to the point that it was almost invisible.

Fang Junnan knew what he was going to ask, but he didn't explain, and said with a smile: "Keep him, it's useful, don't lose it." ”

Feng Zhiping nodded, seeing that the other party was about to disappear, he hurried up and asked, "Who are you, are you an immortal? Why did you help me, and why did he kill me?

Fang Junnan raised his hand to stop, his voice was ethereal: "Come on, cultivate hard, if you have a fate, you will know in the future." ”

Feng Zhiping was crazy: "You can't say it now, what kind of dumb riddle to play!"

Fang Junnan smiled without saying a word, and was about to take one last look at the world, when a trembling voice suddenly sounded.

"Who are you, why does the little monk feel so familiar with you? The little monk obviously hasn't seen you, but you... You..."

He hesitated, unable to express his confusion in words.

Fang Junnan turned his head when he heard the voice, smiled and looked at the resentment, and when he spoke, he was suddenly stunned, frowned and looked again, and then his expression was shocked, as if he was surprised and happy, and at the same time contained a touch of love.

Seeing his expression, the resentment became more and more confused, and at the same time, the sourness in his heart became more and more intense, as if his internal organs were clenched by a hand.

Fang Junnan sighed silently, and at the last moment before disappearing, he raised his hand and gently stroked the top of his resentful head.

"Live well. ”

The last sentence was almost inaudible, and when he finished speaking, he disappeared completely, without a trace.

Stunned, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, one after another, until they were connected.

"You, are you crying?" Feng Zhiping was stunned.

"The little monk didn't cry. The resentment replied casually, raised his hand and touched it, it was really cold and wet, he looked down, and looked confused, "Hey, the little monk is really crying, strange, why is the little monk crying?"

Feng Zhiping frowned, recalled the last reaction of the two of them, and asked, "Do you know each other?"

He thought for a while: "He is not clear to the little monk, the little monk can only be sure that he definitely does not know him, the little monk met him for the first time today, but for some reason, the little monk always feels very familiar with him, but the little monk really has never seen him." ”

Damn, I'm incoherent.

Feng Zhiping was secretly speechless, scratched his head and thought for a long time, and looked at the resentful head suspiciously: "Brother monk, have you ever been injured in the head?"

You resentment knew what he wanted to say, and looked helpless: "The little monk's head has been beaten a lot, but he has definitely not lost his memory, the little monk remembers things very clearly from childhood to adulthood, and the little monk has a good memory, which has nothing to do with it." ”

"Then I'm out of the question, that's all I can think of. Feng Zhiping spread his hands, "Maybe you've seen someone who looks similar to him before, that's why I feel familiar with him, and I sometimes do the same." ”

"No, it's different. ”

The resentment shook his head, frowned and thought for a long time, and a flash of inspiration.

"But what did you remember?" Feng Zhiping immediately asked when he saw his expression.

The resentment nodded, leaned closer and whispered: "The little monk suspects, maybe there is really reincarnation." In the past and present life, the little monk met him in his previous life, and he had a fate, so he had a chance in this life. ”

Feng Zhiping's expression was strange: "I know that you monks pay attention to cultivating the afterlife, but this is too, right? Even if there is really reincarnation, there is a Yin Cao Difu, there is a king of Hades, and there are judges, but what about Meng Po on the bridge, Meng Po soup is exhausted, and you forget everything, is it possible that you are the old lady who sells fake medicine and mung bean soup?"

He was speechless, and was about to fight back two sentences, when his feet suddenly shook violently.

"What's going on?"

Feng Zhiping swept his eyes, sweated down, and his whole body was cold.

"Sky, sky, sky has fallen!!"

The space that had finally regained calm cracked again, little by little, little by little, and constantly spreading.

Seeing a black spatial rift coming towards him, the prince monk had a green face and jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"What to do, what to do!"

"Life Talisman, use the Life Talisman quickly!"

"I've tried, it's useless, Ya's Xibei goods, it's useless!"

"Amitabha, is the little monk going to see my Buddha in bliss?"

"You are so beautiful, the Buddha is not rare to you! Don't talk useless, think of a way!"

"The little monk didn't move. ”

"What then?"

"I have no choice but to wait for death, Amitabha. ”

Feng Zhiping burst into tears, he didn't want to die, he hadn't married a daughter-in-law yet!

At the last moment before the spatial crack engulfed, the resentment sighed and patted Feng Zhiping.

"This is fate, come, recite the "Great Compassion Mantra" with me, if there is an afterlife, I hope you and I can have a good birth. ”

"Vote for you..."

The spatial rift swept across, engulfing the flat boat and the unwilling cry.