She Sheng landed slowly, his feet fell to the ground, his body shook slightly, he looked up at the blood-red spiritual power flying like fireflies in the sky, smiled comfortingly, let go of the burden in his heart, leaned back, and fell to the cold rock. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Huang Zhen hurriedly ran over, came to the front, and carefully looked at the dead who was lying motionless on the ground, and his heart was amazed, and his heart was filled with emotion and sadness, tears poured out like a spring, and his legs knelt on the ground.

It turned out that not only was the right side of the beating twisted and deformed, but even the left side had a semicircular gap slightly larger than the two fists, and at this moment there was no mana blockage, and a trickle of blood was flowing out along the gap, and the cyan rock was quickly dyed red by him, forming a pool of blood.

"Senior Brother Sacrifice Life. Huang Zhen couldn't cry, crying sadly, looking at the dying sacrifice for a while.

Although he broke through the realm of sacrificing his life and cultivating for himself, he did not recover from his body's injuries, and after knowing that he might not be able to survive returning to Leiyin Temple, in order to relieve the trouble, the knife that attacked the Blood Demon Lord had used all his mana, and now it was more out of breath and less in breath, to the point of running out of oil and running out.

Looking at the gloomy sky, she suddenly felt that she had reached her fate, had attained the true meaning of samadhi, screened away distracting thoughts, and was surprisingly calm.

But even so, he still said in a weak voice, quite regretfully: "It's really a creation and a trick, I didn't expect that I would break through the cultivation realm after being hit hard by death, I'm really unwilling." ”

She sighed deeply, and there was an indescribable tiredness in his words.

Huang Zhen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up in a hurry, and said, "Yes, you are injured, wait, I will find a way to help you treat." ”

"No need. Shesheng rolled his throat, gasped, and said softly.

Huang Zhen wiped away his tears, tears would still keep pouring out, looking at Shesheng's face like ashes, he felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the tendon in his head was stretched to the limit, and he knelt beside Shesheng again, hoarsely exhausted, and shouted with a sad expression: "How can you not use it, you don't want to die, Senior Brother Li is dead, Senior Brother Zhao doesn't know where to go, I don't want you to die, I don't want anyone around me to die." ”

"Hehe, you're in love" She Sheng smiled faintly, but his voice was like a fan, and then his eyebrows and eyes were compassionate, his face showed Buddha's light, and he solemnly whispered: "A wise man can know the emptiness of sin, and he is not afraid of life and death." ”

Instantly, the expression froze in this moment and became eternal.

"Senior brother...... , Senior Brother Shesheng ......" Huang Zhen called softly, but Shesheng did not react, his eyes were closed, and his face was serene.

As if thinking of something, Huang Zhen stretched out his trembling fingers in disbelief and put them under Shesheng's nose.

Didn't breathe? Huang Zhen sat down backwards, his eyes glazed.

After a few moments, the body of the sacrifice radiated a soft golden light, which slowly disappeared, turning into bits of dust and dust that drifted into the air with the breeze.

"Donglong—"

A round object fell on the rock, made a crisp sound, and rolled in front of Huang Zhen.

Huang Zhen's stagnant thoughts were brought back, and his eyes swept down to see a golden bead at his feet.

Leaning forward, he picked it up, took it to his eyes, and took a closer look at it, and found that the bead was somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, Huang Zhen remembered that this bead was very similar to the material of the string of Buddhist beads that Shesheng often pinched in his hand, and it should be one of the Buddhist beads on it.

What Huang Zhen didn't know was that the string of Buddha beads that had been sacrificed had all shattered into powder after resisting the attack of the Blood Demon Lord, and this was the only one left, and it was also the last Buddha bead that remained intact in the end.

Holding the Buddha beads in his hand fiercely, the cold breath drilled into his body to soothe Huang Zhen's nerves that were about to collapse, that string of Buddha beads is worthy of being a Buddhist treasure, even if there is only one left, the effect is very significant.

Wiping his tear-stained face, Huang Zhen put this Buddha bead into his arms, which was regarded as a token of the memory of his life.

The blood mist formed by the dispersal of the Blood Demon Lord in the sky had not completely disappeared, and suddenly, a earth-shaking coercion came from the sky, descending like a dark cloud.

A crimson light lit up in the middle of the blood mist that drifted around, and with that point as the center, the blood mist formed a vortex and converged past, like a vast nebula.

Huang Zhen raised his head in surprise, looked up at the sky, didn't know what was going on, a hundred meters away on the right hand, Huixin and Mo Xiaoxie also observed the abnormal scene in the sky, Huixin's empty hand trembled a few times, and clenched into a fist.

"Hahahaha-"

A moment later, a rampant laugh erupted from the center of the nebula-like spiritual power cluster, and there was excitement and smugness in the voice, and the meaning of it varied.

When Huang Zhen heard this familiar voice, his expression changed in shock, fear mixed with disbelief, he pointed his finger into the air, and exclaimed in a trembling tone: "You...... Didn't you get beaten to death by Senior Brother Shesheng?"

A figure that was not a burly figure was gradually revealed, and his coat was dark red, and it was the Blood Demon Lord who was killed by Shesheng who had broken through the realm with all his strength, and it burst like a blood sac.

He didn't even die?

The Blood Demon Lord moved the body that had just been gathered together and regenerated, and with a single move, he summoned back the magic weapon that was sent flying I don't know how far, and the blood jade's skull was crisscrossed by cracks, and the Blood Demon Lord's cheeks twitched, and there was a pain in his flesh.

He can just this magic weapon, I don't know how many years and months it will take to repair it, and because the natal magic weapon is damaged, his spiritual sense is also seriously injured, plus the dying blow of sacrificing his life, it seems that he will have to cultivate for dozens or hundreds of years, but before that, do you want to recover a little interest? Thinking of this, he looked at Huang Zhen who was shouting loudly below, with ill intentions in his eyes.

"Killed by that monk, don't be funny, this Demon Lord escaped under the nose of the Tianshu Old Dao back then, how could he kill me with just a cultivator who had just been promoted to the Dao Mao Realm?" ”

Huang Zhen's upper and lower teeth clenched tightly, and blood flowed out from his gums due to excessive force, making his mouth full of blood. His hands clenched into fists, his fingernails sunk into his palms, and blood seeped into his fingers, but he himself seemed to be unaware, staring at the bloody demon lord in the sky with cannibalistic eyes, eager to kill him with his own hands immediately.

Why? What is it for? In order to protect them, he sacrificed his life regardless of the fear of his life, and was bound to kill the Blood Demon Lord, I thought that he had already killed the Blood Demon Lord, and Senior Brother Sacrifice Life could also be called a worthy death, but now that the Blood Demon Lord is still standing alive in front of his eyes, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, so what is the meaning of the death of Senior Brother Sacrifice Life?

"I'll ask you again, where exactly did you hide the Tiger Spirit Sword?" the Blood Demon Lord looked down at the earth and asked with a sneer, at this time, he was no longer in a hurry, anyway, with two wasted people and a cultivator who didn't even have a Dao heart, he couldn't make any big waves at all.

Now he only wants to know the true location of the Tiger Sword, the power of the Tiger Knife he has seen with his own eyes, Tang Anxiao, who was with him, has been killed, if he can ask where the Tiger Knife is, maybe it will not be handed over to the Demon Lord, and it is also a good choice to keep it for himself.

Huang Zhen pursed his lips and kept his mouth shut, he didn't know the person who took the Tiger Spirit Knife, and even if he knew and knew the whereabouts of the Tiger Spirit Knife, he wouldn't tell the culprit who killed the senior brother who gave up his life.

"Don't you say it?" The Blood Demon Lord raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said unhappily: "This Demon Lord's patience is very limited, give you another ten seconds, if you still don't answer my question, I will have to kill you and ask the two people lying over there." ”

After speaking, the Blood Demon Lord's right hand stretched out diagonally downward, holding a breathtaking skull in his palm, his hollow eye sockets were full of fine cracks, as if there was a pair of eyes in the center of the eye sockets, staring at Huang Zhen deadly, and a cool air crawled up to his back, making him feel a slight chill.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five、......" The Blood Demon Lord counted slowly and calmly, his arrogant gesture like a demon announcing the end of the world, and his tone became more and more serious.

Huang Zhen indifferently made a gesture to stop, and said loudly: "Stop, you don't have to count." ”

"You're still full of knowledge. The Blood Demon Lord glanced at him in surprise and smirked, "I appreciate you a little, hurry up and tell me where the Tiger Spirit Sword is now." ”

"I'm sorry, you may have misunderstood, I mean I'll never tell you, you'd better die of this heart. A sneer crossed Huang Zhen's face, and he looked at the Blood Demon Lord fearlessly.

The Blood Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, then bared his hideous teeth and said with a smile: "Okay! If you dare to fool me, in that case, then you should die." ”

The Blood Demon Lord roared, his furious hair rushed to the crown, the mana around his body trembled, and he gathered on the magic weapon in his hand, and the faint red light bloomed fiercely, like a killing star from ancient times, which made people daunting.

Huang Zhen seemed to look down on life and death, his face was as usual, standing still, but he had a bit of the demeanor of his senior brother.

"Stop!"

There was a coquettish shout not far away, which made the Blood Demon Monarch drive the magic weapon for a moment's time, Huang Zhen was even more shocked to look at the not far away and stood up, staring at the Blood Demon Lord coldly, the mana on his body was thick, and the Mingxin Sword pointed at the wisdom heart in the air, like a winter flower, standing on the blue rock.

Looking at her radiant expression now, how can she still look a little injured.

"Senior Sister Huixin. Huang exclaimed in shock.