The dust settled, the three-headed demon died, and several people stood with difficulty, looking at the soul lamp in the air, it was so dazzling.

Complete holy relics are unattainable for a mortal monk, and they are difficult to reach in the lifetime of poverty.

The light smoke patted the dust on the white clothes, and the blue gem that had been placed on the body flickered continuously, and a faint sound was heard.

"Big sister, throw me on the soul lamp, I feel the breath of my parents and many relatives. ”

Light smoke is tangled, if it is thrown out, the ghost king, the soul will break away from the soul lamp seal, what kind of result will be done, it is not yet known.

walked up to Han Qiusheng, took out the gem, and asked, "Brother Han, she told me to throw her up." ”

Han Qiu was weak and said, "What do you think?"

"What do I think?" Qingyan himself didn't know, and then Gem said, "Don't worry, big brother, big sister, I can persuade my father." ”

Qingyan didn't think about the outcome, a little girl's life was destroyed by a transaction, she knew the cause of the incident, she didn't blame her father, and wanted to help him get out of the soul lamp.

This filial piety is worth it, Qingyan helped her regardless of the consequences, closed her eyes, threw her hands, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the sapphire thrown by Qingyan.

In the soul lamp, a gentle voice said: "Little girl, you have won, pure and kind hearts, it is not in vain for me to help you." ”

The soul lamp is a blue flame, and a woman with a brilliant dust, a soft saint's will, permeates the entire ghost castle.

If the three-headed demon hadn't died, he would definitely have been angry and scolding, and he would look exactly like the Moon Soul Xuansheng.

The hand condensed by the blue flame caught the flying gem, and Kuiqi looked at the woman, slightly distracted, just like the fish-man clan, the portrait of the ancestor on the stone wall.

He knelt down and said: "The ancestor, the fish-man clan, was hunted and killed by humans again, and begged the ancestor to return to the fish-man clan." ”

The woman's gentle voice, with a hint of indifference, said: "I am not your ancestor, the master is dead, I am just the soul of the soul lamp." ”

"The master taught you the cultivation of the Fish-Man Race in order to settle down, not to let you treat me as a transaction. ”

"I lost to, Youxi, and her will make the decision for my master in the future. ”

Kuiqi, what else he wanted to say, but he felt that the will of the saints around him was not gentle, and when he became domineering, he didn't dare to take a breath.

Lin Ao's face was full of unwillingness, but he didn't dare to speak out, the complete holy weapon, the soul of the weapon, at least the strength of a law realm cultivator, with a wave of his hand, his soul was scattered.

The woman looked at the ground, the corpse of the three-headed demon, and asked: "Idiot, the most reassuring thing for the master is you, I can only help you gather your soul, so that you can enter the reincarnation and live again, are you willing?"

"No need, the Moon Soul Saint deceived me, it's not you, I'm confused, what can I do if I live again? ”

Before he died, the three-headed demon had already realized that it was too painful to live.

The woman didn't say much, she only felt that her master owed the three-headed demon, a wisp of blue flame, falling on the body of the three-headed demon, and the soul wandering between heaven and earth, a trace, a trace, slowly converged into a three-headed demon.

The time of death of confusion has exceeded a quarter of an hour, even if the saint is alive, it is difficult to gather souls, and the soul of the three-headed demon man has a black hole next to him, connecting the six reincarnations.

With a wave of the soul hand, the soul of the three-headed demon flew into the black hole, and she knew that she owed a cause and effect to the three-headed demon, although it didn't matter, she still wanted to have an ending that belonged to him.

The first circular ring of the soul lamp opened, and one by one the souls floated out, and one of the little girls stopped beside the soul, pointed to the light smoke and said: "In the future, this big sister will be your new master, and you are not allowed to play tricks." ”

The soul chuckled and said, "The holy object, the soul of the instrument, will not violate the gambling contract." ”

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Qingyan, like a hungry tiger, meeting a little white rabbit.

Lei Xiao said: "Huo Jueyun, didn't Han Qiusheng say that he would introduce his sister to you? You have to seize the opportunity! Not only can you hold the beauty, but you can also add a complete holy relic to Lei Yanmen." ”

Huo Jueyun didn't pay attention to Lei Xiao, but looked at Mo Lianyu, and secretly swore in his heart: "If you can't be a Taoist couple, then be a Taoist friend who shares life and death." ”

Youxi flew in, and a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, shouted beside him: "Father, mother, daughter has done it." ”

The ghostly soul was full of relief, and with a look of guilt, he said, "Father, I'm sorry, you. He clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Lord Soul, can you help me and fulfill my wish." ”

The soul lamp, the soul of the instrument, and the will of the saint merged, and in every inch of the ghost castle, the ghost castle that stretched for thousands of miles shook and shook, split from the ground, and began to slowly float towards the sea, and action was already the best answer.

Outside the light curtain, the witch priest, the crystal ball in his hand, flickered and dimmed, and said: "King, the situation has changed, and the ghost castle is moving towards the sea. ”

At the moment when Jiaodu died, the Fish-Man King had already guessed something and blended into the sea water with spiritual power transmission.

Dao: "All the fish-people clan, all the spiritual realms are cultivated as undersea demon beasts, floating out of the West Sea, the sea." ”

Hundreds of feet, whales, sharks, and king squid, all rushed out of the bottom of the sea at the fastest speed and swam to the surface.

The West Sea, the sea, or thunderstorms, I don't know how to stop, and the torrential rain carries a faint smell of blood.

On a golden-armored battleship as high as a mountain, a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the Nine Dragons Emperor, with a dignified body and a dignified appearance, showed the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Lin Tianyun took a drop of rain, put it in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and said: "Blood rain fell from the sky, the Yuan Kingdom perished, what should come is always coming, ghostly, fish-people, it's time to settle the account." ”

Suddenly, not far away, the golden light shines, the sound of chanting the Buddha, the heart is refreshing, the four old monks, like ascetics, wearing cloth robes, some beating the wooden fish, some holding Buddhist beads, some holding the Buddhist scriptures and reciting words, all of them have good faces.

The abbot of the pagoda temple, the master of Wuxiang folded his hands, and the treasure said: "Amitabha, donors, the old man is polite." ”

Lin Tianyun asked, "Master Wuxiang, why didn't you bring the Pagoda Temple's Lossless Holy Relic, the Vajra Demon Pestle?"

The Zen master of the empty precepts, constantly beating the wooden fish, was serious, and said: "Master Lin, I am here for you, to see you off." ”

Lin Tianyun, who controls a country and is above 10,000 people, has such a great magnanimity, knowing that the empty ring is cursing himself to death, but he still smiled and said, "Then there is Master Lao, send me to the bliss of rebirth." ”

Breaking the monk's thoughts, he kept reading the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and said: "Master Lin, don't listen to this idiot, talk nonsense, righteousness in your heart, and help you." ”

Lin Tianyun didn't care, when he saved the three top sects, it was to end cause and effect, and the Dharma Realm cultivators didn't care about cause and effect, it was because the life level was close to the Heavenly Dao, so he didn't need to care.

On the other hand, spiritual realm cultivators have a low level of life, and there are too many causes and effects, which breed demons in their hearts, which is not conducive to cultivation.

There are two more figures, coming from the sky, one is over the age of old, black hair and white eyebrows wearing a robe of Xuanyi, with a bamboo silk hat on his head, like a woodcutter cutting wood in the mountains and forests, falling on the white moon spirit boat.

The students of the academy bowed down and said, "Dean." ”

Wu Qingfeng stepped forward and asked, "Dean, why are you here?"

Yun Idle took out a carved green jade turtle shell in the shape of a hexagonal shape, and said, "It called me." ”

Wu Qingfeng knew the dean's ability to calculate, and in addition to the Tianyan tortoise shell, the cause and effect of the saint, the past, and the intention in his hand, he could see through one or two.

A swarthy and strong man, shirtless, with his left foot on thunder and lightning, and his right foot on flames, walked in the air, with each step, with a shocking thunder, the sea shook, and exploded a hundred meters of waves.

Sitting on the lightning bird, Lei Yuan habitually didn't, and greeted the door owner, and definitely ignored himself, because he pretended to be so forced in the way he appeared, let alone talked.

Ouyang Yuankai grinned and said, "Lin Tianyun, don't worry, as long as the ghost appears, I will throw a thunderbolt and flames over, and I won't be able to kill him." ”

For Ouyang Yuankai, it can be said that everyone in the western land knows it, every time he appears, he has his own lightning and thunder, and the effect of pretending to be forced is used to it by the monks present.

According to Ouyang Yuankai's explanation, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his talent is like this, and it is difficult to break through his cultivation, and after living for tens of thousands of years, it is time to go to the six realms of reincarnation.

Establish a tall and majestic image for future generations, so that after the end of life, it will be remembered for generations.