Seeing that the sect leader was stubborn and evil, the monk turned to the "Yoga Mantra" and flew out two golden rays of light, locking the sect leader's thousand-year-old soul chasing rope, slightly slowing down the speed at which the sect leader sucked the blood souls of the believers, and dozens of lives were saved.

With the help of Jinghong, the stone escaped from the encirclement and ran quickly to the high platform, Jinghong was entangled by a group of believers again, and he couldn't get out, Zhou Dianxian saw the stone on the high platform, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't go up the stone, it's dangerous there!"

The stone refused to listen, rushed to the high platform in a few steps, and was almost knocked off the stage by two forces, the stone had a splitting headache, did not dare to stand up, used both hands and feet, climbed to Zhang Ruyi's side, saw that it was really Zhang Ruyi, but the face was pale and terrible, the white lotus on the chest was inhaling the three souls and seven spirits of Ruyi little by little, the color of the lotus gradually turned red, Ruyi's face became more and more pale, and so the three souls and seven spirits were all sucked into the lotus, the Buddha mother was going to enter Zhang Ruyi's body, and at that time, Zhang Ruyi completely disappeared in the Three Realms, leaving only a flesh body with no appearance。

"Ruyi, wake up, I'm a stone. The stone shouted, reaching out to touch Ruyi, but his fingertips were burned by the white light of the white light mask, the nails fell off, and the flesh and blood were blurred, this white lotus light array was not an ordinary spell, it was the divine light of the White Lotus Sect's protector, not to mention the mortal world, even if it was the body of an immortal, it could not enter an inch.

"Quickly take that lotus flower away!" Zhou Dianxian shouted while he and the Sanyang Ghost King were in a stalemate under the stage.

The stone gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, his fingers touched the white light and the skin disappeared, the cold sweat of the stone pain broke out, and the obsidian in his arms became hot again, but the stone was worried that the obsidian would accidentally hurt Ruyi if he led down the thunder, so he no longer used it, and stretched it in little by little with his empty hand, the clothes on his arm turned into ashes, the skin was all peeled off, the blood flowed, and the two qi of yin and yang flowed in the body, although the pain was unbearable, the stone still refused to retreat, and finally only almost got the white lotus.

I must save you. The stone has only one thought at the moment.

At this moment, the Sanyang Ghost King suddenly killed, it turned out that he made a doppelganger trick, deceived Zhou Dianxian, and rushed to stop the stone, he raised his hand and flew up the skull bone chain to hit the back of the stone, the stone felt the wind behind him, it was too late to dodge, only to hear a muffled sound, when he looked back, he saw that the sect leader was blocking in front of him, and the chest had been deeply struck by the bone chain A blood mark, the flesh and blood festered, the immortal bones of the Sanyang Ghost King were sticky and dead, so hard to hit the immortal, but also to hurt the true yuan, not to mention that the sect leader has not yet cultivated the immortal road.

"Sect Master, why are you doing this?" the Sanyang Ghost King was shocked and sad.

The stone took the opportunity to pick up the white lotus flower and threw it to the stage, and as soon as the lotus touched the ground, a puff of black smoke rose and turned into countless lonely souls in the air, scattered with the wind.

The white light mask on Zhang Ruyi's body disappeared, and her face gradually turned red, and it seemed that she had turned safe.

Shi turned around and saw that the sect leader was half-lying on the ground, the Sanyang Ghost King was depressed, Da Xiang and Xiao Xiang were kneeling and sobbing, and the sect members in the audience were also in a mess.

"You, why did you save me?" Shi asked in a low voice, the enemy of life and death turned into a life-saving benefactor, Shi Shi was confused and full of apologies in his heart, he really couldn't figure out why the White Lotus Sect, which eats people in their mouths and does not spit out bones, would be kind to themselves, are they good people? Looking at the innocent sect members who died in the audience, Shi did not dare to draw this conclusion. Colorful Chinese

"I had expected today's events. The sect leader's breath was faint, "Stone, you can break through the White Lotus Light Array with your physical body, and you can still retreat with your whole body, which proves that I am not mistaken, you are the messenger of light who came into the world, and one day you will turn into a ball of fire and bring light to the world." ”

The Sanyang Ghost King suddenly realized and cried, "Sect Master, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Remember, you're a lightbringer—"

The stone has not yet understood, the sect leader has swallowed his breath, the Sanyang ghost king has great compassion in his heart, hundreds of years of struggle, but he gave up his efforts before tonight, the sect destroyed people, and he couldn't help but feel angry and bloody, leaving the sect leader to the big fragrance and small incense, waving the ghost king's bone chain, and hitting the monk who is not empty and colorless, and the monk who is not empty and colorless sacrificed the "Yoga Mantra" to resist, but the Sanyang ghost king fought to the death, exhausted the mana of his life, and the strength was so great that the monk who was not empty and colorless flew straight into the air, and the stone and Zhang Ruyi were also shaken away from the high platform by the wind.

The colorless monk was the closest to the Sanyang Ghost King, and was slightly hit in the back by the tail of the bone chain, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell off the stage, and the monk was rescued by Zhou Dianxian and evacuated from the high platform.

The Sanyang Ghost King cried, threw the bronze mirror into the air in the wind, and recited the words in his mouth: "The sky is dead, the white lotus has fallen, and the darkness in the world is waiting for the sky to burn!" The bronze mirror suddenly spewed out a ball of heavenly fire, and the pine resin brazier on the high platform was connected to one place, and in an instant, the high platform was wrapped in fire, and in the flames, the sect leader and the Sanyang ghost king ushered in the embrace of the fire with big incense and small incense.

The fire of the Guangming Tower rose into the sky, and in the dark night, it turned into a huge ball of light, illuminating everyone's eyes and the endless night sky.

Valley of Flowers, Moon Lookout.

A quiet, occasionally the sound of the piano sounds, a bright moon emits an orange-yellow light of imperial slurry, hanging in the high night sky of the autumn night, like a lonely lamp, under the moonlight, the large round stone on the moon platform emits a moist white reflection, the shadows of the trees around dance, like a group of silent dancers, the wind faintly brushes the tips of the hair, without making a sound, or the round or square stone on the high platform is scattered with four green gods and blue butterflies.

Since the four green gods seriously injured the wasp monster for the 10,000-year-old lycoris flower, for a while the monsters died down, and they avoided the spirits when they walked, and the demons and ghosts were also silent when they saw the spirits, and they all respected the spirits as gods, and they didn't dare to take a step beyond the Baihuaxi, and even the moon platform became an exclusive dojo for the spirits, and other ghosts did not dare to come to get involved.

"Since seeing Nan Jiyun's soul scattered, Sister Jinhua returned to the Hundred Flowers Valley to retreat, her diet was reduced, she became more and more emaciated, and she didn't want to see us again. Sifting Jin Xianlang held a sieve gold fan in his hand, sitting in the corner of the moon platform, as if he was talking to himself to a bright moon in the sky, but he was also saying to the people around him, "It's been five years. ”

The floating snow fairy is caressing a guqin, the sound of the piano is faint, echoing around the moon platform at night, the frost moon fairy Lang and the blue butterfly are sitting opposite each other to breathe, the lone butterfly fairy is the farthest away from them, sitting on the branch of an ancient tree, her legs hang down and swing boringly, she looks at the frost moon fairy lang and the blue butterfly eyebrows, the two are in love, day and night, discussing the way of cultivation, at first there is some avoidance, and gradually do not care about the eyes of the people around them, it is really anxious, the lone butterfly fairy ripped off a leaf, threw it with his hand, turned into a blooming phalaenopsis, and fell into the lake under the stage, the lake has fallen a large piece of red or yellow petals, with the autumn rising water waves rippling and drifting away。