The heavy bloody aura enveloped the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, and even the Zhenshan Spirit Beast, the Water Qilin, who had always been lazy, looked anxious at the moment, constantly swimming back and forth in the cold and icy pool, making a low roaring sound. And the righteous masters standing on the Yuqing Palace, one by one, looked at the bottom of the mountain. After the Hongqiao is the huge Yunhai Square, at this moment, a fierce and cruel battle has been going on there for a day and a night.

Although the horror and tragedy of this beast demon battle had been expected, the cruelty of the scene still chilled the hearts of many people in the righteous path. The beast demon attacked from the bottom of the mountain, and swept in like a storm along the way, although the people in the righteous path kept attacking, but the huge torrent formed by countless beast demons didn't care about the few enemies who were sneaking on the side, like thunder and anger, swept up, and the one was instantly invincible. And the people around him who attacked and blocked it were all a feeling of helplessness, facing the black oppression, killing one or two or even a dozen beast demons was almost nothing!

In this way, the attack of the slow beast demon that was originally arranged by the righteous path to block the attack of the slow beast demon was completely destroyed by these seemingly cruel and ignorant beasts in the blink of an eye. The people in the righteous path were forced to retreat to Tongtian Peak, until the beast demon attacked Yunhai Square, Dao Xuan Zhenren and others immediately made a decision, concentrated most of the righteous path forces, and confronted the enemy in the huge Yunhai Square.

The dark cháo water rushed in waves after waves, and in front of them, half of the hundreds of righteous path people stood on the ground, half of them flew in the air, and countless colorful and brilliant lights stood up in front of the crowd with a cold and cold wall, blooming with cold and cold light.

The beast demon seemed to have no idea of pain and fear, like a big cháo surging in, and slammed into it with flesh and blood in front of a wall of light almost several miles wide, and in a moment, the cold light trembled, and the strange light flashed, and the terrifying sound swept over the top of Tongtian Peak like dense rain in an instant, piercing into the deep heart.

The hundreds of beast demons in front of them were instantly twisted into broken flesh by the cold light, and the heavy blood swept past the ears like a "woo" sound of a violent wind, and the blood rain in the sky exploded and then slowly fell, little by little, falling on the faces and hands of the people in the righteous path.

Smell yù vomit!

Before people could settle down, the follow-up beasts and demons had already surged again, and the originally flat wall of light suddenly seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, and was pressed into it in many places, showing an irregular curve. There are even a few places where the disciples who are slightly weaker and less determined are a little soft, and they can't grasp the magic weapon in their hands well, and the huge force surges, and in the roar, the demon beast pounces on them in an instant, throwing several people to the ground, and in the miserable screams, no one sees them anymore.

Outside the Yuqing Palace, Dao Xuan Zhenren, Pu Hong Venerable and Yun Yilan and others had solemn faces. Dao Xuan Zhenren glanced at the two of them, and both nodded at the same time.

Yun Yilan said: "One qiē is the master of the senior brother. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren turned his head expressionlessly, looked down the mountain for a while, and saw that above the sea of clouds, the wall of light was pressed by a black giant cháo, and there were several weak places that swayed, seeing that they couldn't support it, and from time to time there were miserable screams, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

He frowned, and suddenly looked up, only to see the sky high, the black clouds were heavy, and the wind and clouds seemed to be faintly visible when the wind and clouds were speeding away. Dao Xuan Zhenren looked deeply, and after a while, he turned his head, and Xiao Yi, who had been following behind him, took a step, and Dao Xuan Zhenren said lightly: "You go!"

Xiao Yicai responded, quickly turned around, waved his right hand, and flew up first, followed by nearly a hundred people in the righteous path, although the number of people was not as large as in the Yunhai Square, but the magic weapon was shining and dazzling, but it was far from being comparable to those disciples below, at a glance, it was obvious that they were all jīngying disciples and some scattered immortals in the various veins of the righteous path, under the leadership of Xiao Yicai, this group of people flew down to the sea of clouds where the battle was tight.

There was a roar of thunder, and lightning rushed in the sky, as if it had returned to the rain of many years ago. It's just that somehow, even on this rainy day, there is such a strange moon in the sky, very bright and white.

The feeling of rain hitting your face is so cool......

Zhang Xiaofan looked back, the wind and rain were dashing, and that small village quietly disappeared after all. He involuntarily reached out to grab something, but it was empty. Only behind him, Puzhi's eyes looked at his figure quietly.

The next moment, he was already in that familiar room, and the unique aura of Dazhu Peak was all around, so cordial and familiar. In the distance, there was the chatter and laughter of the senior brothers, the frolicking of rhubarb and little ash, and the familiar footsteps, a girl smiled like a flower, rushed into the room, and shouted with a smile: "Big lazy worm, get up quickly, go up the mountain to do your homework and cut bamboo......"

He trembled all over, and suddenly, the embankment of the heart that had been built in his heart for decades broke and collapsed.

He burst into tears!

The withered palm reached out from behind his back and gently patted him on the shoulder, and the kind voice whispered, "What's the matter, child, why are you crying?"

Zhang Xiaofan Huo Ran turned his head and looked at the compassionate face, his body couldn't help but tense. He stared deeply at the pair of eyes in front of him, and saw the deep heart of this compassionate old monk, but Puzhi's eyes were always so peaceful but deep, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see through it after all.

Word by word, as if roaring, he asked, "Why, why, why, why did you choose me, why did you do this?"

Pu Zhi didn't answer, he just looked at Zhang Xiaofan so compassionately, in addition to compassion or peace in his eyes, he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations, let alone regret!

The one beside him disappeared again, and the whole world was left with only the two of them. Zhang Xiaofan, no, now it seems that his whole person has turned into a demon, the fierce blood-red gaze once again occupies his eyes, revealing such a killing intent from head to toe, with a soft sound of "poof", the clothes in front of him are torn, and the soul eater wand that flashes a dark red light rises and crosses his chest.

Pu Zhi's gaze finally shook, and he slowly looked towards the fierce thing. At the top of the Soul Devouring Bead, the "Blood Devouring Bead" that was shining brightly, little by little the dark red blood streaks all over the bead's body, seemed to be staring at him with a cold ridicule.

The bloody breath suddenly appeared out of thin air from the ghost in front of him, and then rushed over like a mountain and a sea, like a strong wind blowing, the robes of the Puzhi monks hunted and fluttered, and they were stunned, and the red light with despair in the hideous was rushing like a trapped beast.

He didn't have the slightest intention of evading, he stood there, motionless, and the next moment, the desperate and fierce red light passed through his body, slowly stopping behind him, condensing a ghostly figure.

The old monk slowly lowered his head and slowly glanced at his body, and then, with a sigh, his head hung down, and his body slowly fell to the side. Behind him, the ghost turned around violently, looked at Pu Zhi, his face was like ***, changing rapidly, gradually, the fierce sè quietly faded, the pain was flooded again, the red glow in his eyes dimmed, he looked at the body that seemed to be gradually losing its life, and in an instant, let out a heart-rending roar!

"Ah......h

Kuro's wand fell to the ground, and he seemed to lose all his power in an instant. There were thunderstorms in the sky, lightning and thunder, and in the wind and rain, a chill fell on my heart.

He stumbled towards Puzhi, the ground under his feet seemed to become muddy, and every step made him exhausted, he kept falling and getting up again, using all his strength to crawl towards the thin body, and finally, he struggled to Puzhi's side.

handful, he tightly grasped the withered palm, in the past ten years, this most cordial palm in his hand, he was already teary-eyed.

"Master...... Master ......" He choked up, shouted, and burst into tears, as if with a bit of hysteria: "Why, why, why is this?"

Pu Zhi turned his head with difficulty, looking at the young man who seemed to have become helpless again, and did not answer, but his face was as pale as sè, and his lips moved slightly, but after all, he did not say anything more.

The withered palm was slowly raised and stretched out to the face of the young man in front of him, the hand was constantly trembling in the wind and rain, and the wind, sword, rain and arrows seemed to fall between his hands. Zhang Xiaofan stopped crying, raised his head, and looked at him.

The eyes of the two people saw each other in the wind and rain, looked at each other, froze, were still, strange, and estranged......

Puzhi's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't, and then, his hand fell softly, without the slightest sound.

Life seems to be gone in an instant!

The young man froze, his whole body was as if he was ossified, and he slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands: "I killed him, I killed him......"

As if it was the same as the strange atmosphere around him, strange changes suddenly began to take place in him, for a while, his face showed a hideous and fierce look, turning into a ghost, and for a while he looked miserable, as if he had changed into the once simple Qingyun disciple Zhang Xiaofan. Right next to Puzhi's body, he struggled in pain.

In the sky, under the sky, it is still stormy and desolate!

As soon as Xiao Yicai and other jīng Ying disciples joined the battle group, they immediately stabilized the situation. And this part of the disciples obviously had a tacit understanding for a long time, in groups of three or five, flying straight to the most strained battlefield, those gaps that were originally attacked by the beast demons, suddenly received the strong support of these new forces, and immediately rebounded back, killing the attacking beast demons in the blink of an eye, and the entire light curtain turned to appear more solid and bright, indestructible.

Among the crowd, the most dazzling place is that at the most zhōngyāng of the light curtain, Lu Xueqi is holding the Tianya Divine Sword, standing proudly in the clouds like a nine-day fairy, in the light of ten thousand zhang, Tianya seems to have turned into a bloody slaughtering knife, and everywhere she passes is a rain of blood, broken bones, and it is piled up into a hill under her feet.

After a long time, Mo said that those vicious beast demons also had three points of scruple about this cold woman who was dressed in white and turned pink, and even the righteous people behind Lu Xueqi were also shocked. On this battlefield of life and death, Lu Xueqi actually looked at life and death as if there was nothing, galloping vertically and horizontally, and every time he entered the group of beasts and demons between the gaps, setting off bursts of bloody wind and rain.

It's just that on her face, there is no expression, no fear and pain, no horror and disgust, and even the bloody and foul-smelling beast blood splashed on her body, which has always loved clean, Lu Xueqi did not have any reaction. She just fought like this, using all her strength, in the bloody rain and bloody wind, her cold and beautiful face seemed to be extraordinarily moving, which made people suddenly frightened, but she didn't dare to get close.

An hour passed quietly, and the torrent of black sè always pressed the light curtain, but it did not break through after all. The once fairyland-like Yunhai Square was full of lifeless bodies and rivers of blood, and in the dark sky, dark clouds lingered lowly, staring coldly at this qiē.

Suddenly, in the depths of the beast demon group, a strange sound suddenly sounded from an unknown place, like a trumpet, also like a howl, the sound sounded poignant and sad, as if on a full moon night, there was a lone wolf howling at the moon. As this voice came out, the torrent of beasts and demons that had been going forward one after another and fearless of death suddenly stopped, stopped the offensive, and then slowly retreated backwards, widening the distance between them and the righteous path.

And here in the righteous path, the light curtain also dimmed with the temporary cessation of the battle, and then rose, and instantly filled the sea of clouds with the fierce gasps of countless people.

Everyone's body seemed to be bloody, and the desolate and strange blood stained the entire sea of clouds, and in the open space of the sea of clouds opened by both sides, there were corpses everywhere, both beasts and demons, and human disciples.

Most of the righteous path disciples who flew in mid-air fell, seizing the time to catch their breath, no one knew when those crazy beasts would attack again. Only a few disciples who cultivated as jīng deep were still flying in the air, staring ahead.

Xiao Yicai frowned tightly, and withdrew his gaze from a distance, where the beasts and demons were one by one, black and pressing, and there was no end in sight, and this life-and-death battle still had no bright future in sight. He sighed softly in his heart, turned his head, and was suddenly stunned, only to see that not far from him, Lu Xueqi stood quietly in mid-air, the fishy wind blew, and the blood-stained red clothes swayed gently.

On that peerless face, there was no trace of anger at the moment, just staring intently ahead, the black torrent.

Xiao Yicai's brows furrowed, and he intuitively found that Lu Xueqi's love was very wrong, and when he was about to go up and ask, suddenly there was a roar again in the group of beasts and demons in front of him, and after a while, the rushing footsteps like thunder, and the endless black torrent like a mountain and a sea, rushed over again. And this time, among the beast demons, in addition to those vicious beast demons, there were also several huge demon beasts with extremely large bodies, rushing towards the righteous path with their teeth and claws.

In a moment, everyone in the righteous path stood up one after another, and the brilliant magic weapon of millilight flew into the sky, once again forming a grand light curtain city wall.

Xiao Yicai was immediately attracted to the past, and the little doubt he had about Lu Xueqi just now suddenly forgot about it. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, there is only the black torrent, from far and near, rushing and roaring, with the breath of death, surging wildly.

It was as if there was a thunderclap in the silence, tearing the heavens and the earth, and this time the loud bang burst out on the black torrent rushing up the light curtain embankment. The pressure of death seemed to be a little heavier in an instant, and the shattered bones fell like a drizzle again in the blink of an eye, and the torn body was thrown into the air, piercing on the sharp claws.

The combat power of the huge demon beasts that joined the battle group far exceeded that of ordinary beast demons, and the magic weapons of ordinary righteous people hit them, but they didn't work at all. And the claws of these monsters flew by, and in an instant, it was a sea of blood. In the blink of an eye, the people in the righteous path who were caught off guard were led by these seven or eight huge demon beasts, and they broke through several openings, and the entire light curtain shook and fell, and it was extremely difficult.

At the heights, the faces of Yun Yilan and Master Puhong and others changed, Yun Yilan frowned, and looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, but only to see Dao Xuan Zhenren's face solemn, looking at the battle situation under the mountain, the sound of miserable screams came, and the corners of his eyes seemed to twitch faintly, but somehow, there was no expression on his mediocre face after all, and he didn't say a word.

Yun Yilan withdrew her gaze, was silent for a moment, and looked down the mountain again.

The battle situation is becoming more and more intense, and the righteous path disciples above the sea of clouds all know that when it comes to the critical moment, everyone is fighting to the death, going all out, and even most of them at this time, the hysterical roar from their mouths is not much different from those beast demons, perhaps, even if they are cultivators, when they are facing the moment of life and death, there is not much difference from these beast demons, right?

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