The figure in the back is a slightly thin man, with his hands behind his back, looking at the Buddha statue in the ruined temple.

Under the Buddha statue where kindness and solemnity coexist, the man looked at the Buddha statue with a faint smile, a little curious, and a little uninhibited, this feeling is very strange, not like the worship of a Buddha worshipper, but like looking at each other in the same position as the Buddha.

It was a mortal.

The first moment Mu Yun sensed the other party's existence, she got this inference, because she couldn't sense the slightest spiritual power fluctuation on the other party's body.

The man had already heard the sound of Mu Yun rushing into the broken temple, but he didn't look back, still looking at the Buddha statue like that, and the light smile on the corner of his mouth did not change at all.

The other party's calmness surprised Mu Yun a little, she didn't have time to think about it, because the soul refining prohibition in her soul had been urged, she was tormented by a pain from the depths of her soul at this time, her thin body was curled in the broken temple, constantly twisted, and the blood stains flowing in her eyes had just scabbed over, and they were broken again.

The quiet ruined temple, the dying woman, the man who was watching the Buddha seemed to hear the movement at this time, turned his head, and looked at the painful Muyun not far away, but his footsteps did not move.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Yun's pain gradually disappeared, presumably because Pang Ji couldn't urge the soul refining ban for too long in his Yuan Infant form, under this inhuman pain and torture, Mu Yun had already bit his lips through, and he didn't make a sound.

Even if she knows that she will die, the stubborn woman is unwilling to make a painful voice in front of a mortal, which is the pride of the monk, and it is also the consciousness and calmness of the cultivator.

"Go ......"

The woman who supported the ground with one hand and raised her head strongly. Almost using all his strength, he said with a low roar. She had already sensed that she was locked by countless Dao Spiritual Senses, and a large number of strong people of the Wraith Soul Sect were coming.

A sharp dagger was held into the heart. He didn't stab it for a long time.

It's not that Mu Yun doesn't want to kill herself, but the man in front of her doesn't have any intention of leaving.

"Before judging the Buddha, there were many sins. The man's whisper began to sound with a hint of curiosity.

"I'm not guilty......" In Mu Yun's dark eyes, blood splattered: "Guilty, it's God!"

"Hah!"

The man's short smile came, and he said in a mocking tone: "The Buddha curses the sky in front of him, who is at mercy of each other?"

"Rotten ......"

Mu Yun's knife tip had already been stabbed with blood. She smiled sadly and said weakly: "Go, there is no Buddha here, if you don't leave, you will die, here, it is a ghost domain!"

Despite being ridiculed, Mu Yun still didn't want this pedantic scholar to be implicated in his death.

"Hah!"

There was another short laugh from a man, and the man said, "Immortals and ghosts." What's the difference, one thought of the immortal Buddha, one thought of the sky, and the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes. Half a lifetime, just refining your soul, killing the person who forbids your soul. Isn't it free? ”

Mu Yun, who was pointed out the truth of soul refining, was shocked in place. She didn't expect that the thin scholar man in front of her could easily see through the truth that she was refined.

After a moment of surprise. Mu Yun said weakly: "I can't kill it, I don't have a chance, if I can kill those wicked people, I am willing to exchange this life for it, but unfortunately, in the Netherworld, no one can kill them......"

"May the afterlife ......" Mu Yun gathered all his remaining strength on the wrist holding the dagger, and shouted angrily: "No more people!"

Being born as a human being is both fortunate and painful.

The woman who has experienced too much suffering is tired of life, but the dagger that pierced her heart can no longer move forward for half a minute, and she is imprisoned by an inexplicable force.

The man in front of the Buddha said to himself like a son of a family: "The house is too big, and there is no one to guard it, that guy Qianhao always steals fruits, and he can't bear a few in a hundred years, and he can't stand him eating so much, it's hard to prevent thieves, it's hard to prevent thieves, it's hard to prevent thieves......"

As he spoke, the man's footsteps stopped in front of the woman, and his voice gradually became solemn: "Take care of the home for me, I bought your life." ”

Your life, I bought......

The whispers from 10,000 years ago seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Mu Yun, who was standing outside the Immortal Mansion, clenched his fists tightly, and the captain of the guard who fell into the memory seemed to be aroused by something in his heart, and his body uncontrollably exuded a huge coercion, and the sea beasts around the grass that were imprisoned in the cage trembled under the pressure of this combined powerhouse.

"Slut!"

The dilapidated temple gate was smashed to pieces, and a god-level Yuanying was the first to rush in, staring at Mu Yun and scolding viciously, and then with countless masters of the Wraith Soul Sect, in order to hunt down and kill Mu Yun, a traitor, the Wraith Soul Sect actually used a number of god-transforming powerhouses.

The destruction caused by the ghost king was like a catastrophe, and the Pang nationality who lost his physical body made Mu Yun hate it even more.

Mu Yun's forbidden soul body has been abolished, and his eyes have been destroyed, Mu Yun's body will no longer be able to imprison the powerful ghost thing, but Pang Ji didn't plan to let the other party go, he planned to break Mu Yun's body into ten thousand pieces!

"I'm going to skin you and pump your tendons!"

Pang Ji roared and grabbed the woman in the temple, although he only had Yuanying left, but against a little ant in the Jindan realm, he was still able to catch it, not to mention that he was followed by a master of the digital god realm.

In Pang Ji's eyes, Mu Yun, who was getting closer and closer, suddenly lost his trace, and was replaced by a slender hand, to be precise, his way was blocked by a hand.

It's a very ordinary hand, it seems that he hasn't even held a sword, but it's such an ordinary hand, a hand, that crushed the Yuan Ying of the God Transformation Strongman!

Burst!

In the sound of the balloon shattering, Pang Ji's Yuan Ying was crushed, and without any spiritual power leaking, he was actually refined into a pure spiritual energy mass by the man in front of the Buddha in an instant.

The man with a light smile waved his hand and threw the aura mass into the mouth of the Buddha statue, which looked as if he had plucked a flower casually, and then threw it away casually, so simple that it made people feel palpitations.

The powerhouses of the Wraith Sect who followed Pang Ji were completely shocked in place one by one, and even Mu Yun, who had made up his mind to die, was stunned by the man's earth-shattering methods.

The man in front of the Buddha was still looking at the Buddha, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became colder and colder.

The terrifying spiritual power burst out at this moment, whether it was the god powerhouse of the Wraith Soul Sect or this dilapidated small temple, everything around was wiped out in an instant, the space was full of folded ripples, and the terrifying scene of the destruction of the world suddenly came without warning, in this vision of the collapse of heaven and earth, in addition to Mu Yun who was covered in blood, only the man who looked at the Buddha and the smiling Buddha statue were left in the clearing.

"Since you pretend to be a Buddha, you have to have the compassion of a Buddha, and it seems that you don't have compassion. The man's indifferent words came from the trembling heaven and earth: "Even the food child is indifferent, it is indeed a bloody immortal monarch who is known for his cold blood." ”

"Dare to spread wild in the Netherworld, in ten thousand years, you are still the first. The smiling Buddha statue suddenly said hoarse and low: "Do you really think that you can sweep the Nine Domains and Eight Desolations, War Immortal, Bai Yi!"

The man known as the War Immortal smiled slightly, raised his hand to hold the long sword that exuded dragon power that escaped from the void, and said lightly: "After the battle, you will know!"

The vicious battle of the scattered immortal powerhouse appeared in Mu Yun's vague perception, she couldn't see the sky falling apart, nor could she hear the sea breaking and the mountains moving, at this moment, in the bottom of her heart, only that sentence and a name remained.

Your life, I bought......

War Immortal, Bai Yi...... (To be continued.) )