With a muffled sound on the ground, the shopkeeper fell steadily to the ground, and his figure appeared in the turbulence.

When everyone didn't know why, a burst of Sanskrit sound sounded in everyone's ears, the sound gradually became stronger, gradually spreading, looking up, the shopkeeper stood still in place, his hands folded, and his eyes were closed tightly.

Bursts of thunder began to sound in the sky, and the blood mist diffused in the air began to slowly dissolve, and the Sanskrit song like a bell had already resounded in the sky, this is no longer purgatory, there is no longer wailing here, all the sins and fights, at that moment, were completely purified, people began to trance, began to be quiet.

"What is this?" Liu Shayun frowned, like all the people who were awake, he didn't know what the shopkeeper wanted to do, did he overkill the soul? It's too, isn't it......

"Not good!" Thinking of the possibility of some accident, Liu Shayun frowned, then exclaimed, and glanced back at Chen Sheng, who was full of confusion, and he suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Quick, where there is a safe and soundproof place, wake up, wake up!"

Chen Sheng was slapped by the hurried Liu Shayun, and suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at the back of the shopkeeper with some fear, and immediately raised his hand and pointed to the tribute ship not far away: "Go there and hide under the cabin!"

Liu Shayun didn't say a word, rolled up everyone and flew out, just rushed into the cabin, there were bursts of terrible screams behind him, as the golden light around the shopkeeper became brighter and brighter, those screams were gradually masked, and the cultivators who were still in the sky covered their heads one after another, fell to the ground without strength, and some fell into the water, splashing bursts of red waves.

Under Liu Chen's frightened gaze, Liu Shayun's face began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, little by little old age spots slowly climbed up his cheeks, his eyelids began to droop, and his wrinkles slowly bloomed on his face one after another.

"What is this?"

"It's okay!" Liu Shayun waved his hand and opened the hands that Liu Chen touched, and he was still using all his strength to protect Liu Chen and them as he grew old.

"Reincarnation!" Chen Sheng gasped, stretched out his hand and put his hand on Liu Shayun's wrist and said: "Fortunately, the third uncle was only affected a little, and he can recover after a while of cultivation, and those people outside, it is estimated that those who did not escape will die completely." ”

"This reincarnation is the ultimate meaning of the Ming King Sutra, which is equivalent to the destruction of the Ten Thousand Swords of your Sword Pavilion and the Sword Sect, and you are different, this reincarnation will never need to consume vitality, only need to use your own cultivation as a medium, induce the Ming King to descend, and the Ming King will punish all the evils in the world, and the reincarnation will come out, with the idea of the Shi Fa, all the lives within a certain range will begin to age, and slowly follow the Sanskrit chanting of the Ming King Sutra until the vitality is lost!"

"Isn't that it?"

"Yes, as long as the shopkeeper is willing, the people who don't escape from Chang'an in time tonight won't have a mouthful!"

"He is aimed at the person who hears the thunder, the range is much smaller, and the power is much greater!" Liu Shaoyun leaned in the damp cabin, and lightly continued Chen Sheng's words: "Wu Tong stays here to take care of his uncle, you two go quickly to find the treasure, without further ado, go quickly!"

"But you ......"

"Go, I'm fine here!"

Chen Sheng and Liu Chen also knew that things were urgent, so they couldn't excuse themselves, so they went to the other cabin on the tribute ship in the dark.

"There are so many ships, how can we find them!" Liu Chen rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the dark, and the boxes of rare treasures that had not yet had time to be moved to the shore shook his eyes, and he was secretly shocked by the wealth of the state religion, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart for the suffering and sinful ordinary people.

"I heard that the thunder appeared on this ship just now, and it is estimated that the baby is also on this ship, let's look for it, we should be able to find it!"

"Such an important thing, will the old man carry it with him?"

"It's also possible, let's look for it first, and if we can't find it, we'll wait for the results to be separated outside!"

The more he walked to the bottom of the tribute ship, the outside gradually became quieter, Liu Chen held his injured left arm with one hand, and hobbled in the dark to look for it in every small room.

"What people!" Suddenly, when the faint moonlight shone into this room through the window, Liu Chen saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the small bed in the room.

At the moment when the old man opened his eyes, Liu Chen almost didn't exclaim, this old man was none other than the new priest of the Nine Holy Palace!

"Poof. With a mouthful of blood, Liu Chen was knocked out by the flying smeller, and his body smashed through several wooden walls, and then fell to the ground, unable to lift any strength.

Hearing a sneer, he slashed over with a knife, and the blade was less than three feet away from Liu Chen, and Chen Sheng's folding fan finally came.

Liu Chen leaned on the broken wooden fence, laboriously took out a Na Yuan Dan from his arms, and ate it in his mouth to restore his vitality.

When he was in the academy, Chen Sheng's cultivation was far better than that of Wen Ren, but now, even if Chen Sheng is now at the end of his crossbow, Liu Chen can still clearly feel that it has only been a few months, and Wen Ren's strength has made a qualitative leap, and the long knife is like a silver streamer in his hand, with gusts of wind, and it is impermeable to dance.

Chen Sheng resisted a little hard, and several times he almost let the long knife cut through his body protection qi, just when the two of them were inseparable, Liu Chen's eyes looked at the position where he was sitting before Wen Renzhi.

There is a bottle of golden liquid on the low couch, in this endless darkness, the golden liquid is emitting a breathtaking light, if you remember well, when Wen Ren Zhi meditated and cultivated before, Liu Chen clearly saw that the light emitted by the golden liquid was slowly absorbed by Wen Ren Zhe, right.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Chen could be sure that the goal of the Martial Spirit Hall this time was the golden liquid, even if it wasn't, it would be a great achievement to bring the golden liquid back, maybe a few shopkeepers could still study something.

Liu Chen crawled on the ground, dragging his injured body with great difficulty, and slowly approached the low couch, when he got closer and closer to the golden light, Liu Chen could smell the bursts of fragrance emitted by the golden liquid, as if he felt the presence of Liu Chen, the golden light seemed to have life, jumping, drifting, and slowly approaching Liu Chen's face.

"Little thief, stop!" Liu Chen's right hand was only less than an inch away from the bottle, and when he heard the rut, he suddenly screamed, and shook off Chen Sheng's entanglement like crazy, and the long knife was raised above his head, and it smashed towards Liu Chen's back with the momentum of destroying the world.

"Senior brother!" Chen Sheng staggered and spurted out a mouthful of blood, twisting his face and wanting to rush forward, but no matter how hard he tried, it seemed to be a little late.

The majestic True Yuan shook Liu Chen's body with a surge of qi and blood, and under the impetus of that True Yuan, Liu Chen's body was thrown high, and then smashed heavily on the low couch, and the bottle full of golden liquid was crushed into pieces by him.

"Uncle!" This is the last picture Liu Chen saw when he looked back, Liu Jingfeng with a cold face stood in the distance, raised his hand and pointed at Wen Ren Zhe who flew into the air, after a sword light, Wen Ren Zhe fell to Liu Chen's side like a dead dog, his body continued to twitch, struggling, wanting to say something, he opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

"Poof!" The half of the sword body in Liu Chen's hand was fiercely inserted into the neck of the person next to him, this time, he had exhausted his last bit of strength, but Chen Sheng, who came in a hurry, heard Liu Chen's murmur: "I said, it must be me who killed you!"