A gentle breeze blew, swaying the branches and buds of the sand willows, and the scorching air carried with the wind, scorching the wounds on the two of them.

The yellow sand gradually swayed, like a singer in the ancient court, flying and hovering in mid-air.

A rough voice came from the wind and sand, and the tone was very flat.

Immediately afterwards, two slightly familiar figures, one tall and one short, came with the wind and sand, their steps were light, and they soon came to Lu Changsheng.

Two figures, a man and a woman, the man is burly, with short silver hair standing in the wind, and the woman in red clothes is full of enchantment, and her long black hair like a waterfall rises with the wind.

Rotal looked at the two people coming from the wind and sand, looking a little surprised.

How could it be them?

Lu Changsheng's gaze was still so calm, he glanced at the two of them, and said, "I thought you two would hide there all the time and not come out." ”

Only then did the tall man understand that Lu Changsheng had already discovered himself and the others, smiled slightly, and said:

"Mr. Lu said with a smile, taking care of Shaliu Village is the duty of my sect, this is the ancestral training, how can there be a reason to watch the play by the side all the time. ”

Lu Changsheng said: "You don't seem to have done your job very well. ”

When he said this, there was no emotional fluctuation, and there was no trace of sarcasm, he was just saying a fact.

Mingzong has been guarding the undead for thousands of years, so he can naturally be regarded as a hard worker.

It's just that now that the undead have stolen the Demon Sutra and become what they are now, although they can't be completely blamed, there are still some responsibilities for not being strict with them.

Cang Yan understood the meaning of Lu Changsheng's words, shook his head with a wry smile, and did not speak.

He is not good at words, and since he doesn't know how to speak, he might as well keep his mouth shut.

Chi Lian was a short-tempered person, and although Lu Changsheng's words were not wrong, they still made her a little unhappy, so she snorted coldly and said:

"The rules and regulations of the Ming Sect are strict, and for thousands of years, he has been working hard for the ancestor and taking care of the demon clan for the world, not to mention how much credit there is, there is always hard work. ”

"But a hundred years ago, those so-called Baidao aliens indiscriminately listed my Ming Sect as a demon sect, and shouted at my sect disciples to kill at every turn, so how can we set foot in the desert to take care of the undead?"

"Some time ago, the sect master and the great elder noticed that Shaliu Village was abnormal, so they immediately ordered my wife and my wife to come to check, this is already considered to be benevolent and righteous, if it weren't for the ancestral teachings, the two of us would have already returned to the sect at this time, and others are dead or alive, what do I have to do?!"

Lu Changsheng looked at Chi Lian with a calm expression and was silent.

He knew that although there was no sarcasm in his previous words, the words were indeed excessive, and he knew Chilian's temperament very well, so he naturally didn't want to say anything more to cause unnecessary disputes.

Rotal kept his head down, his heart full of guilt, it was because of him that things became the way they were.

Cang Yan glanced at his wife helplessly, and then cast an apologetic look at Lu Changsheng.

He knew that what his wife said was right, but Lu Changsheng was just telling the truth, so what was wrong?

So he gently tugged at Chilian's sleeve and motioned for her to stop.

Chi Lian shook off his hand and glared at him fiercely, although he was still a little angry in his heart, he didn't continue after all.

......

......

After a short silence, Lu Changsheng finally spoke again and said, "Now, what else can be saved?"

Cang Yan was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "As far as I know, no." ”

Lu Changsheng sighed helplessly and asked, "Can't you seal it again?"

This time, Cang Yan didn't speak, and the person who answered him was Chi Lian:

"The sealing technique inherited within the sect is only effective when it is sealed for the first time, and it is valid for three thousand years. ”

"After three thousand years, the seal will be automatically lifted, and at the same time, the demonic nature in their body will be completely dissolved and will no longer be inherited, but if the seal is broken halfway, it will not be possible to carry out a second seal. ”

"What will happen to us if we can't seal it again?" asked Rotal's voice a little trembling.

Chi Lian glanced at Rotal with complicated eyes, was silent for a moment, and said: "You will once again become the terrifying demon clan of a thousand years ago, unless there is a person with the purest heart among your descendants, you will not be able to get rid of it for generations!"

Lu Changsheng asked, "Is there really no way at all?" Or, those who haven't cultivated the Demon Sutra, can they think of a way?"

Chi Lian shook his head and said, "The undead have been trapped in Shaliu Village for thousands of years, and their bloodlines have long been fused, and if one person cultivates the Demon Sutra, everyone's demonic nature will awaken, it's just a matter of time!"

"There's no way to save them, and now, there's a way to put an end to it once and for all. ”

"What's the solution?" asked Rotal.

Cang Yan and Chi Lian glanced at each other and said in unison: "Kill." ”

To kill, naturally, is to kill.

Who to kill, everyone knows.

However, such a bloody word, what was revealed in the tone of the Cangyan couple was not a strong killing intent, but a heart full of helplessness and endless lamentation.

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......

This is probably the only way to solve the problem at the moment.

After cultivating the Demon Sutra, the undead of the undead have disappeared, and now they can be killed.

"Only by destroying them now that they are not completely corrupted by the demons can we stop the resurgence of the demons. Cangyan said.

“......”

Lu Changsheng fell silent when he heard this, of course he was doing such a thing as killing, but had it really reached the point where he had to kill?

Rotar's eyes were full of despair, he could never have imagined that his stupidity would lead to the destruction of the entire undead.

Just now, he was still fantasizing that after freedom, he must travel all over the country and see the prosperity of the world.

But now, the cruel truth is in front of him.

What awaits him ahead is not the freedom he imagined, but the abyss of death.

He wasn't afraid of death.

It's just that I didn't expect to harm the entire undead.

"Let's do it!"

Rothal's voice was tired and weak like that of a dying patient.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and began to wait quietly for death to come.

Cang Yan sighed, suddenly pulled his necklace from his neck and held it in his hand, the black light flashed, and a nine-foot-long handle with a pitch-black body appeared.

The war knife Xuanming, the personal saber of the pale face, was originally a war knife of extremely ordinary material, but it became a famous killing weapon because of the name of the pale white Yama.

Cang Yan is proficient in boxing and knife techniques, and generally does not use the knife easily, but at this time, he directly took out the Xuanming Knife, which shows his solemnity at this time.

He slowly raised the Xuanming Knife in his hand, and a cold cold light faintly flashed on the tip of the knife.

Just as the sword was about to fall, a vision suddenly appeared.

Lu Changsheng, who had been silent, suddenly waved his big hand, and between the flashes of red light, a crimson long sword suddenly appeared in his right palm.

Immediately after, he raised the Peerless Sword, and the tip of the sword was lightly pointed towards Cang Yan's position, and in an instant, a terrifying red sword qi flew out.

The sword qi was tightly covered with a layer of flame-like blood-colored energy, bringing a crackling sound along the way.

The sudden change surprised everyone.

The distance between the two was already very close, and the speed of the sword qi was too fast.

Cang Yan didn't have time to react at all, and could only watch the sword qi attack him.

"Bastard, you dare!"

After Chi Lian reacted, he suddenly became furious, and the Spirit Devouring Whip came out in response, slamming it towards the terrifying red sword qi.

The spiritual power flickered like a torrential rain, but after all, it was still a step slower, and the sword qi had arrived, bringing a dazzling cold light.