Chapter 270: Whether there is a fight, the pinnacle sword duel (8)

The golden Buddha wheel, the huge Buddha power contained, seems to crush the entire world.

Under the Buddha wheel, the impermeable golden light rain is sprinkled on the body of the root.

Empty and weak body, unable to gather the slightest strength.

The deteriorating injuries and the Buddha power that pressed on the body continued to destroy the vitality in the body.

In the pitch-black dantian, there was only a spherical empty shell left.

In front of Yougen's body, a graceful figure appeared from the silver light.

"He walked peacefully. ”

A beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance and a delicate temperament, stepping on the hot molten slurry with bare feet, a tall and well-proportioned body, bathed in the golden light of the Buddha.

The woman walked up to Yougen and lowered her head to look at Yougen's face.

Yougen looked up at the woman with a dull face.

He stared at the woman's face, the pitch-black pupils in her sockets.

He saw the woman's eyes, and suddenly narrowed into a slit.

The woman curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

"You gave him hope. ”

"It's been more than 4,000 years, and Qinglian has come out of the Dao Gate, the root Dao people, and you. ”

"There are roots. ”

The woman stretched out her hands and touched her cheeks with ten fingertips.

Her fingers were cold and seemed to be covered with ice and snow.

She touched the rooted face and leaned her face against it.

Her lips were also cold, cold like ice and snow.

"Run. ”

"After escaping, find another place and live well. ”

After the woman's lips left Arione's face, she buried her head in Arione's shoulder and whispered softly to Arione's ear.

Her tone was neither fast nor slow, and her voice was as soft as water.

"I'm sorry. ”

"No, you can't. I'll be with you again. ”

"In the future, you must not forget me. ”

The woman straightened her slender waist and left her ten fingers off her rooted cheeks.

Her feet left the lava.

"No!"

Yougen stretched out his hands fiercely, wanting to grab the woman's arm, but his slow movements at this time could only let the tips of his fingers touch the corner of the woman's body, the silver and white silk suit.

He could only watch as the woman flew towards the golden Buddha wheel that fell from the sky.

He could only watch the woman's body, haunted by the silver-white light. Then fade in a silvery glow.

"Whew!"

The sudden roar of the dragon sounded sharp and loud, as if it could pierce the sky.

The intricate Zen sound that covered the sky was at that moment muffled by the piercing roar of the dragon.

A snow-white dragon swung its slender ten-meter-long dragon body under the Buddha wheel.

The dragon roared and pounced on the Buddha Wheel.

The dragon body of the divine dragon collided with the Buddha wheel, and the Buddha wheel, which was already descending, stagnated slightly, and then the golden light bloomed again.

Dragon. Scattered in the golden light.

The illusory dragon scales, scattered in the rain of golden light, turned into nothingness in the process of falling.

Silver sword aura. Like a full silver moon, hovering under the Buddha wheel.

For a time, the four fields were silent.

The sword spirit didn't last long, and in this brief moment. The only thing on the ground that can escape the control of the Buddha seal is the root.

But there was a root, but there was no escape.

He looked up at the Buddha seal. The silver light was getting dimmer and dimmer, and tears had already crawled all over his face.

At this moment, his heart was like ashes.

At this moment, he has nothing to love.

Escape?

Why?

If I can't keep you, I'll die with you, which is not bad.

Not bad.

There was a demon soldier in his hand, with tears on his face and a sad expression squatting in place.

Not bad?

The silver light under the Buddha's seal completely dissipated.

The complex Zen sound once again filled the heavens and the earth.

The Buddha seal continues to fall to the ground.

At this moment, a clear sound of footsteps sounded from behind him, and it reached Yougen's ears.

Between heaven and earth, there should only be Zen sound.

This sound of footsteps can only be heard by Yougen.

He turned his head, looked for a sound, and looked behind him.

He saw a man in a black gauze and a brown linen suit walking towards him.

The man, when he walked to Yougen's side, stopped.

The man raised his head and looked at the Buddha wheel that was still landing, but the descent speed had suddenly slowed down a lot.

"Not bad. ”

"It's worthy of the Buddha, the strength is really thorough. ”

"Even here, it can't hide such a powerful power. ”

"You. ”

Yougen's voice was hoarse, and his bloodshot eyes almost burst out of his sockets.

"You. ”

"You, it's Liu Heng!?"

Hearing this, the man shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"People always believe what they see. ”

But what people see is not necessarily true. ”

"You're still human. ”

Hearing this, Yougen frowned slightly, and was about to reprimand him angrily, but the words stuck in his mouth, and he swallowed them back into his stomach.

He glared at the person beside him, and then turned back with a gloomy expression.

"Why are you talking so much?"

"Anyway, I can't live anymore. ”

"I don't want to live anymore. ”

"Huh. ”

The man chuckled twice, his voice still hoarse.

"That's right. ”

"It's dead, it's a hundred. ”

"If you're dead, you can let go. ”

"Perhaps, if you die, you can meet the old people. ”

"Perhaps, if you die, you can go back to the soul. ”

"Perhaps, this qiē is just a dream. ”

"When he died, he woke up. ”

"When you wake up, you're just the one walking the cat. ”

"Huh. ”

"It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead!"

"You ......"

Yougen turned his head violently and stared at the veil covering his head from the person next to him.

His voice suddenly became sharper.

His tone suddenly became stern.

"Who !?are you?"

"You, you, how do you know these !?"

"What?!"

The man's voice also suddenly rose up, and immediately suppressed Yougen's voice.

"I was told what I thought ?!! heart"

"Frightened, panicked!?"

"Or do you ...... I'm scared !?."

The man turned, looked head-on at Arigen's gaze, and raised his right hand.

The five fingers of the man's right hand gently lifted the corner of the gauze.

The man's voice suddenly calmed down.

The man's tone suddenly calmed down.

"Who am I?"

"If you want to know, you can know. ”

"If you want to know, you know. ”

The man's right hand lifted the light veil.

The golden light of the Buddha is reflected on the face under the veil.

It was a face covered in scars.

That is, a rooted face.

"What you have experienced is what I have experienced. ”

"What you want to know, is what I want to know. ”

"You, it's my qiē. ”

"I am your shadow. ”

"You and I are all me. ”

"Me and you, and you. ”

"Now, sue me. ”

The man with the rooted face stretched out his right hand towards the root's forehead, and the fingertips stopped at a position half an inch from the root's forehead.

There are roots, and they are all stupid.

"Death, is it really a luxury for you?"

"Despair, is it really your last answer?"

"Is it true that the prayers of your heart are perishable?" (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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In addition, I am a little sick and will go to the hospital tomorrow.

There seems to be a fever in the head.,The head is also a little dizzy.,If you can't update it tomorrow.,Don't wait.。

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There were some typos in the previous chapter, and I'm going to fix them now.