Chapter 159: Hong Xuehai's Death
Hong Xuehai immediately shouted: "No, you lied to people! The white-clothed immortal clearly told me that I was the one who broke the seal!"
At this point, Hong Xuehai has no turning back, he knows very well that his life hangs by a thread, if he wants to live, he can only grasp the last straw and unlock the identity of the person who unlocks the seal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Hong Xuehai, how long do you still want to deceive us, do you treat us as three-year-olds?" Mei Luo pointed at him and asked angrily, in her opinion, Hong Xuehai's completely unrepentant attitude was the reason why he made a big mistake, and now he has become even worse.
"It's really me. If you don't believe me, don't you still believe in the white-clothed immortals?" Hong Xuehai shouted, but at this time, he was already a little strong on the inside, strong on the outside, and strong on the inside.
But if you want to tell a lie, I'll be the first to kill you!" Yu He glanced at Hong Xuehai coldly, and turned his head to look at the thin cultivator:
"This fellow Daoist, can you open the Reincarnation Ding for us and send us out?"
The loose cultivator nodded seriously, and when he woke up, Xiao Hui did transmit a message to him, and that ray of light was actually condensed by the most ordinary spiritual power. He pressed the light into the ground, and there were words in his mouth, which Xiao Hui made up temporarily.
Xiao Hui stood aside with a smile, just waiting for the scattered cultivator to finish reciting the mantra, and then urged the reincarnation Ding to send everyone out. After a few breaths, I only heard Na Sanxiu say, "It's done!"
Everyone only felt that the world in front of them had changed, and they had appeared outside the reincarnation tripod, just in front of the three ancient halls, and the doors of the halls had been opened.
The hope in Hong Xuehai's original eyes was completely extinguished, and at this time, his face was like ashes, and he muttered: "How can this be...... Why did the white-clothed immortal lie to me......"
"Hong Xuehai, what else do you have to say!" Mei Luo asked sharply!
All this is the same as what the loose cultivator said, which naturally also shows that what Hong Xuehai said is a bunch of nonsense, which is just a prevarication to see that everyone's consciousness has not returned and cover up his beastly path. As a result, everyone's anger towards Hong Xuehai is a little heavier!
Hong Xuehai knelt on the ground with a thud, he was really scared. He frantically kowtowed to Yu He and the others: "I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please take my life, I will definitely change!"
His arrogance, his dignity, at this time, are not important in front of life. Hong Xuehai looked at Yu He and Mei Luo pleadingly. As long as the two of them are willing to let go, he can agree to anything.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Mei Luo's eyes, the road to cultivating immortals was already bumpy, and he paid more attention to the stability and perseverance of the Dao heart, although this Hong Xuehai had good talents. But he actually cried and knelt down to her for the sake of life. I'm afraid that even if he survives, it will be difficult to become a climate in the future.
On the way to cultivation, it is necessary to have an iron and strong integrity, and not to be greedy for life and afraid of death!
"Hong Xuehai, did you think about this when you killed the disciples of the Sun Sect? You are ruthless, and you have already fallen into the devil. What kind of face do you have to survive, even if I let you go, how can the Sun Sect keep you alive, and how can the Daoists present tolerate you?" Yu He said word by word, and every sentence implied the power of his Qi Life Realm. The Yuan Force in his body was transmitted into the sword in his hand, and the sword shone with glittering light.
Hong Xuehai became more and more anxious, and even the kowtow action was a little faster. The green bricks on the ground had been smashed and broken by him, and his forehead was red. Suddenly, his body froze as a voice came into his ears again.
"Hong Xuehai, the matter has come to this point, and the old man can't help you. Judge yourselves. ā
This voice was still what Xiao Hui said in the voice of the white-clothed immortal. Although Hong Xuehai was convinced before, now he doesn't believe it at all, the reason why he is like this is because he was killed by this person behind the scenes. I'm afraid that the whole thing is directed by this person behind the scenes.
"You're not a white-clothed immortal at all! Who are you? You've brought me to such a field. I must kill you with my own hands!" Hong Xuehai suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, even his face was distorted because of hatred, and it was indescribably terrifying.
Hong Xuehai's abnormal action. Let everyone be puzzled. It's just that there is no longer anyone who believes his words anymore.
"Hong Xuehai is crazy!"
More people shook their heads and sighed, mourning in silence for this scene.
"Hong Xuehai, you are dying, and you still don't know how to repent! Pretending to be crazy and stupid can't save you! Now I will sacrifice your life to those dead Sun Sect disciples!" Yu He shouted loudly, the sword in his hand suddenly driven, and a huge force came out from the tip of the sword. Until Hong Xuehai's waist and abdomen!
This is the power of the late stage of Qi Sheng, and it is really extremely powerful, Xiao Hui's eyes lit up. The sword move that Yu He just issued is also not to be underestimated, it seems to be the sword technique of the sect of Wanjian Mountain: the Qingying Sword Technique.
Xiao Hui had just practiced martial arts, and he lacked a set of good martial arts techniques. This Qingying Sword Technique is a bit good, but the power of the sword move is still a little insufficient. Because Xiao Hui didn't know that what Yu He used was only the basic sword move of the Qingying Sword Technique, and to kill Hong Xuehai, there was no need to use the powerful Qingying Sword Technique.
This sword stabbed directly into Hong Xuehai's chest, splashing a blood flower, Hong Xuehai spit out blood, and probed to the ground, this sword hurt very deeply, and Hong Xuehai only left his last breath at this time. At this time, he didn't beg for mercy anymore, but stared at Yu He coldly and laughed wildly.
Hong Xuehai knew that he was being treated as a chess piece, and because of this, he suddenly became a little happy. Because he is not the only one who is a pawn, and all the loose cultivators around him. It's a pity that everyone else was lost in the game, and he was the only one who came to his senses.
"Hah...... Ha...... Yuhe ...... You will find ...... Are you wrong......" Hong Xuehai opened his mouth and spit out a tooth, he had a hard time speaking now, "but...... I'm Hong Xuehai...... You can't kill ......"
Hong Xuehai used the last trace of strength in his body to slash the knife in his hand on his neck, and a bloody head rolled down. The two eyes on his head are long, with a hint of madness, looking at the world!
Hong Xuehai was dead, everyone fell into silence, Yu He faintly felt that Hong Xuehai's last words had some deep meaning, but he never understood it. Mei Luo took a step forward and said to him: "Now that Hong Xuehai, the culprit, is dead, we will return his body to the people of the Sun Sect." You did the right thing about this big brother, don't think about it. The next thing is the most important thing. ā
Yu He nodded and took a deep breath. He naturally also knew what Mei Luo meant, the inheritance of the white-clothed immortals!
"This fellow Daoist, since you have broken the seal. Then you will enter the temple first, and we will go in later!" Yu He said to the monk.
He had already secretly written down the face of that loose cultivator, and no matter what, he would take this loose cultivator back to the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain station. And report everything here to Liu Suifeng, let him decide.
In the crowd, Xiao Hui didn't make any moves, he squinted and looked inside the hall. The inheritance of the white-clothed immortals, he is going to decide!(To be continued.) )