Huaxin felt it, and the chest cavity of the pure dust was empty, and the Shen Yuan Sword pierced his chest and back smoothly and without hindrance.

Recall the words of Zeo Linghan.

Zhou Linghan said that Jing Wuchen gave her all his heart, and he became a Buddha by cutting his heart.

Zhou Linghan also said that she was incarnated by his lotus heart, and they were connected to the same root and had a sense in their hearts.

So at this time, Huaxin's heart hurt uncontrollably, and the pain was so painful that she was going crazy, she didn't even dare to breathe, and she didn't take a breath, she felt cold and painful.

What's wrong with being clean?

It seems that from beginning to end, he is the most innocent.

He didn't slaughter sentient beings like Jun Yi's sins, and he didn't calculate her like Jun Yin or Shuyi and deceive her all her life.

Dust-free is really dirt-free.

Clean as lotus flowers, not stained with dust.

He was the cleanest, most honest one.

Why, then, are these sinful people alive and clean and undusty?

"Dust" suddenly cried out of her heart, tears were like a collapsing torrent, she hugged the pure dust, and suddenly felt helpless.

Jing Wuchen raised his finger to gently wipe her tears, and he actually smiled.

The painting remembered that it had always been her flirtatious him, and after he became pure and dustless, he had always been clear from her, and it was her own body that could not distinguish from the light and dust that had changed her soul. Chasing him day after day, the dust is long and the dust is short.

In the end, he was touched by a Buddha heart.

But he brought up a sword and demanded that he die!

"Dust, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die......"

The painting heart cried silently.

The dust-free and warm palm gently held her flustered hand, and his chest was gubbling with bright red blood, but with his unique clean and warm aura.

"Don't cry. Jing Wuchen has never smiled so gently at a person in his life, even if he is facing death, his tone is not shocked, "When my soul is gone, his soul will appear, you take it, let his soul return to his original body, let him occupy my body first, remember...... Be happy. ”

After that, before the painting heart could react, he saw a flash of golden light in front of him, and the pure dust had already left the Buddha's body, and he slapped it directly to his heart, and his soul was suddenly shattered into tens of millions of fine lights.

She reached out to grab it, grabbed this wisp, ran away with that wisp, thousands of fragments of golden light between heaven and earth, but she couldn't catch him.

She was so anxious that tears only fell from her eyes.

But the dust can't come back.

"Wow", she leaned over and hugged the pure dustless pain, she didn't know who she was crying for, along the way, she had lost too much.

At first, there were tears in her eyes, and finally there was blood in her eyes, and the bright red blood stained the pure and dustless body of the Buddha red.

She didn't know how long she sat here with a clean and dust-free body, until Shuyi found Lianhua Mountain.

When Shuyi walked step by step, she didn't know.

She didn't know how long Shuyi had been standing beside her.

Shuyi called her name, but she couldn't hear it.

It was as if her world had collapsed.

There was no light, no sound, nothing, just a void that she couldn't grasp anything.

In the end, Shuyi walked up to her and didn't say anything, but pulled out the long sword that was still stuck in Jing Wuchen's chest.

It's been so long that the blood stains have dried.

"If you ask for it, I will give it back to you with my own hands. ”

After Shuyi finished saying this, he turned around and went down to Lianhua Mountain.

After Shuyi walked for an hour with the Shen Yuan Sword, this sentence took shape in the mind of the painting.

She muttered, "Give it back to me, what do you give me back, what can you give me back......

As she read it, she was startled.

What else can he do to repay her but his life?

But he didn't kill himself here, where did he go with his sword?

In a flash of light, she immediately figured it out.

So he put down the pure dust and rushed to the Forgotten Dust Hall above the nine heavens.

She used almost everything she could, but it was still too late.

Outside the Forgotten Dust Palace, it is like the Nine Lotus Mountains.

The corpses everywhere, all kinds of immortals, all kinds of gods, piled up the fairy realm heavenly palace into Shura purgatory.

Heh, they're a match made in heaven.

Nothing good was good in the past.

Today's demons are demons in the heart.

She slaughtered the Buddha realm without blinking.

He slaughtered the Divine Realm without blinking.

These six realms are almost slaughtered by their husband and wife.

There is nothing to be done back, perhaps, she doesn't want to get anything back at all.

At this time, in the Hall of Forgotten Dust, the fight was raging.

Painting thought to himself, Shuyi is qualified to leave a stench for 10,000 years.

From beginning to end, he was still a mortal, because she was his love calamity, and he couldn't get through it.

But even if he is an ordinary person, he has also destroyed this sanctimonious divine realm.

Shu Yi held the Shen Yuan Sword in his hand, and his whole body was swimming with the sword qi, like a hovering dragon.

Jun Yin raised his hands high, and nine starlights shot out from his fingertips, escaping the book into it.

Jun Yin looked at Shu Yi and sneered, "You are me, I am you, if you kill me, you won't survive!"

"You are you, I am me, although you and I are connected, our hearts are different. Shuyi cut crosswise with one foot, broke Jun Yin's starlight, and scolded him in victory, "What's more, when I came today, I never thought of walking out alive!"

He floated in the air, looked at Jun Yin fixedly, and then did not hesitate in his eyes, gathered nine dragons, and connected the last two styles of the Shen Yuan Sword Technique to cross the sky, and the void burned the sky.

He turned into a flying dragon, and his sword aura was like a rainbow, forcing Jun Yin to go, and the cold murderous aura made Jun Yin unavoidable.

"Don't"

Huaxin rushed from nine heavens away, and happened to see the Shen Yuan Sword piercing through Jun Yin's chest, and what flowed out was not blood, but blazing white flames, which was ......

The last type of Shen Yuan Sword Technique is the lore of the Void Burning Sky, and the swordsman is destroyed and returns to chaos.

The painting was heartbroken, Shuyi, Shuyi, he didn't leave a way back for himself, he was so determined to end his life.

In fact, their so-called lives are connected, it is unilateral, Shuyi is strictly subordinate to Jun Yin, Jun Yin dies, then Shu Yi will die, and Shu Yi dies, Jun Yin just hurts some vitality.

Now that Shuyi has resolutely killed Jun Yin, he will not survive.

"Smack"

The painting heart stepped forward with a resounding slap in the face.

Immediately, tears poured down and only fell.

"What are you crying about, isn't that what you want?"

Shuyi's eyebrows are very cold, and his words are also cold, but the palms of his hands are very warm, and they are more honest than his mouth.

He reached out to wipe her tears, and his eyes burned on her.

The painting heart is silent, and the tears seem to be wiped away.

Shuyi still said coldly, "After I die, you can take Junyi's divine body back, and Jingwuchen will also die, and your Junyi will be able to come back completely." Ye Xunhuan was also killed by me, and the demon world was also slaughtered by me, everything that can stop you, I will kill you for you, from now on, you can be together without hindrance, shouldn't you feel happy?"

Huaxin looked at him and suddenly cried even more fiercely.

A thousand words in my heart, when I came to my heart, it only became one sentence, "You idiot!"