Although Evil Zisheng didn't know who Nan Lie and Ye Qing were, he soon understood that the two people that Yuan Mengyao was talking about were probably the two Yuan Shen Dao disciples who wanted to kill him in the first place.

Although the souls of those two Yuan Shinto disciples were killed by the Soul Devouring Bead, they had a lot to do with the evil self-generation.

"Those two tried to kill me, but they died themselves. The evil man replied.

Yuan Mengyao snorted coldly, obviously not moved by the words of the evil self-generated, and her voice became more and more fierce, "Now that the two of them are dead, whatever you say." ”

Evil Zisheng sighed, already knowing in his heart that this matter could not be explained clearly in one or two sentences, "Believe it or not, I have a clear conscience." ”

Yuan Mengyao sneered: "What a clear conscience, don't think that with Ten Thousand Sword Peak protecting you, you can act recklessly, I have already cultivated the Dao technique of the Dao of Compassion, and now I will kill you, and Ten Thousand Sword Peak will not dare to do anything to me?"

Evil Zisheng knew that what this woman said was true, and the proverbs of the Tao of Compassion, even the ancestors of water and land were afraid of three points, not to mention that Wan Jian Feng was already dead now.

"Yuan Mengyao, don't be too arrogant, don't think that there is a proverb of the Tao of Compassion to protect yourself, you think that no one in the world dares to kill you, I dare to break the monument of persuasion that you left in the scabbard of the Xianyang sword, and I will no longer be afraid of your Dao of Compassion, if you don't leave again, don't blame me for being unkind." Evil Zisheng's face was a little ugly, and the elders of the Heavenly Machine Dao behind him didn't know when they would catch up, so they naturally didn't want to entangle with Yuan Mengyao more.

Yuan Mengyao was taken aback, she didn't expect that this worthless waste in her eyes in front of her would openly shout at her, the proud daughter of the sky, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Yuan Mengyao forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and said: "I didn't expect that the Persuasion Shici Tablet in the Xianyang Sword Scabbard was actually broken by you, but don't think that if you break my Three Lives Blur Light, you are really worthy of being my opponent, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

Yuan Mengyao raised her right hand lightly, her white jade-like thumb and middle finger twisted together, and from the remaining three fingers, three white rays of light suddenly shot out.

As soon as these three white lights shot out from Yuan Mengyao's fingers, they were hidden in the sunlight, making it difficult for the evil self-generated eyes to catch the trajectory of these three white lights, as if the three white lights had merged with the sunlight.

However, the evil self-generation did not dare to be careless at all, because at the moment when the three white lights and the sunlight merged, the breath of this heaven and earth seemed to be transformed, and in the sunlight, there was an aura of suffering, and the heaven and earth became extremely dangerous.

With a wave of the Xianyang Sword in the hand of the evil self-sheng, a cloud of sword qi flew out from the Xianyang Sword and exploded in front of him, wanting to make the trajectory of the three white lights appear in the flames.

However, what Evil Zisheng didn't expect was that although the color of the exploding flame of the Rising Sword Qi was different from the color of the sun, it failed to make these three white lights appear, and at the same time, in the heart of Evil Zisheng, a thought of life and death crisis spread.

Sun-shielding.

Evil Zisheng instantly used his strongest defensive sword move, and the Xianyang Sword was connected with his own mind, and when it worked, the sword qi shield was tighter. The sword qi shield was like a mirror, even the sunlight could reflect it, and the sword qi shield looked extremely bright.

However, what Evil Zisheng didn't expect was that the three white rays of light were not reflected like sunlight, but penetrated through the sword qi shield and pierced into the inside of the sword qi shield.

His own sword qi shield, even if it is an out-of-body mana attack of a Bigu Realm monk, can resist for a while, but these three white lights are too weird, and his sword qi shield cannot be defended against at all.

However, although his own sun-shielding style failed to defend against these three white lights, in the sword qi shield, it was pitch black, but it made these three white lights show traces.

Seeing these three white lights appear in front of him, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Evil Zisheng's mouth, and as soon as the sword blade moved, three swords slashed at these three white lights in an instant.

As soon as the three white rays of light were cut off by the sword, they let out a strange cry as if the resentful spirit had dissipated, and the sound was not tragic, but like a relief.

"The Xianyang Sword is worthy of being a natal magic weapon, and it depends on my life, and it is as flexible as the left and right hands between actions, and I am afraid that it is not my limit to stab the three swords at this moment. "Evil thought in his heart.

This is the first time that Evil Zisheng has used the Xianyang Sword against the enemy, and during the battle, the benefits of the natal magic weapon were slowly discovered by him.

"But this is nothing, according to legend, there is a divine ape who got a magic weapon, weighing 13,500 catties, after being refined into a magic weapon, killing the enemy is as flexible as wielding an embroidery needle, this is really powerful. ”

However, the legend may not be true, and the evil self-generation is not too serious.

Yuan Mengyao was also a little surprised when she saw the evil self-sheng cut off these three white lights, "I didn't expect that you, a monk in the realm of defilement, could resist my third life tribulation, but I underestimated you." ”

Evil Zisheng was not complacent because of Yuan Mengyao's praise, but a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Descend the confusion and suffering, and then let people believe in compassion, the Tao of compassion is really hypocritical enough, I am really a little curious, if I can't accept this confusion and suffering, will you really not kill me because of compassion." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Yuan Mengyao's eyes, and she quickly regained her clarity, "Wanyun, I didn't expect that your realm is not very good, but your will is so strong, you can shake me, no wonder you dare to break the persuasion of the world in the Xianyang sword scabbard, but don't worry, I killed you, just to keep you away from this confusion and suffering, this is also mercy, suffer death." ”

Yuan Mengyao Lian moved, her delicate body jumped into the eight-sided soul lamp, the eight-sided soul lamp flew into the clouds, the white clouds rolled, and a proud and cold white cloud face appeared, and the outline contained supreme authority.

It is the statue of the goddess of the goddess.

It seems that the Tao of mercy is not only hypocritical, but also hard-spoken. Evil laughed.

The next moment, the ghostly ghost wings behind the evil self-generation suddenly fluttered, and the body quickly fled.

The power of this Guanyin Holy Maiden's primordial god statue has been seen by evil self-birth, and the last time it was almost killed, even now, there are still lingering palpitations in my heart. Now that he sees the other party using this trick again, he naturally saves his life first.

Above the sky, the Yuan Shen Dharma statue of the goddess of Guanshi opened her eyes, and the dark clouds in those eyes were like her pupils, looking at the earth, her eyes were full of kindness and sorrow, but when her eyes fell on the evil self-born, her eyes changed suddenly, and she looked extremely angry.

In one of the dark cloud eyes of the statue of the goddess of the world, a dark cloud pupil actually began to fission, as if two black vortices were separated from it, and soon became two dark cloud pupils.

In the clouds, Yuan Mengyao's voice was quite surprised, "Wanyun, you smashed the Persuasion Monument, even the Yuan Shen Dharma statue of the Guanshi Holy Maiden has been angry, and now there are double pupils in your right eye, you will definitely die today." ”

Evil Zisheng turned his head to look at the sky, and sure enough, as Yuan Mengyao said, the statue of the goddess of the goddess of the world in the sky had an extra black pupil in her right eye.

Glancing at the statue of the goddess of the world, the right eyelid of the evil self-born jumped wildly, as if a great disaster was about to befall him, and in front of his eyes, the broken monument of persuasion seemed to appear in front of him again.

On the stele of persuading the world, there is a line of handwriting, twisted and curved, like a stroke of cursive calligraphy.

Evil Zisheng blinked his eyelids a few times, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he saw the wild cursive calligraphy on the stele in front of him, and the crooked handwriting was clearly written as a sentence.

The Tomb of the Evil Born of Itself.