Chapter Twenty-Six: Passing Away

The wind blew through the weeds, and the blades of grass broke neatly.

The wind blew through the knotted giant trees on the surface, and the giant trees broke off in the wind.

The wind blew through the hard rocks, and the rocks shattered in the wind.

The huge yin-yang fish pattern appeared at the feet of the Gendao people, on the mountain body of the Wild Outer Mountain.

"Mighty world. ”

His right foot landed, and the root Dao man slashed the long sword in his hand vertically, and was pointed at by the tip of the sword that the dragonfly stopped, and his left hand formed a sword finger on his chest.

A hundred years later.

Facing the demon who had just broken through the seal and his eyes widened, Kedaoren let go of the hilt of his sword.

"Righteousness lasts forever. ”

The same words, the same posture, so that the two figures, who were separated by a hundred years, overlapped together in the eyes of the demon.

So, in the face of the long sword that broke through the sky, the demon's eyes finally showed a trace of fear.

With his right hand, he clenched his fist and struck at the Kedaoren, and with his left hand, he grabbed the flying sword.

A hundred years ago, the long sword full of cyan vitality and amazing momentum was cut in two by a black qi in midair.

The arm of the demon's fist directly pierced the chest of the root Dao man.

A hundred years later, the rich fist-shaped vitality penetrated the chest of the Kedao people.

The broken sword, which was also wrapped in cyan vitality, pierced the solid pitch-black vitality in the demon's unbelievable gaze.

Then, the broken sword plunged into the demon's left chest.

Inserted a pair of piercings.

"Huh. Kedaoren, whose body was crumbling, vomited blood, and said with a smile: "A hundred years, you still haven't changed, and you're still so stupid." ”

Hearing this, the demon's bloodshot eyes were filled with an angry look.

Ignoring the resentment on the demon's face, the Kodo man, who had a hole in his chest, knelt on the ground, removed the sword finger from his left hand, and clapped his hands together.

The broken sword inserted into the demon's chest spread out a large amount of breath.

The breath spreads around the demon, imprisoning the demon's limbs and restricting the demon's movements.

Feeling the stagnant vitality in his body, the demon opened his mouth and squirmed his stiff throat.

There was a rattling sound.

Like a male duck with his neck pinched.

The seven orifices of the Kedao people began to bleed.

As a result, the breath flow around the demon body began to contract.

The gray eyes on the demon's face also contracted.

A hundred years ago, the Gendao people stretched out their right hand and stretched out to the imprisoned demon.

His hand grasped the demon's forehead.

Looking at the frightened look in the demon eyes, the solemn-faced Gendaoren untied the string on his chin with his left hand and removed the Suzaku crown on his head.

He put the Suzaku crown on top of the demon's head, and it took a considerable amount of time for Kedao to tie the string to the demon's chin with one hand.

Looking at the crooked Suzaku crown on the top of the demon's head, the Gendao people smiled helplessly.

The left hand was in front of him, and the fingers of the sword were formed.

A large amount of vitality poured out from the palm of the root Dao man holding the demon's forehead.

The energy touched the demon's forehead and spread.

Then, beside the demon, countless vortices appeared.

The swirling vitality is like the rapids on the surface of a lake.

as if it were printed on paper, as if it were engraved on a stone tablet.

It's natural, but it's not ordinary.

Then, the Seven Orifices began to bleed, and a white light flashed from the fingertips of the sword fingers in his left hand.

Then, the vortex around the demon disappeared, and where the vortex disappeared, countless arc-shaped qi waves appeared.

As soon as the air wave appeared, it began to move.

Moved to the devil.

Where the air waves passed, the space began to fold.

began to collapse.

Followed by the collapse, there is also the body of the demon.

The demon's body, with the folded space, began to stack and began to shatter.

Begin to shrink.

The Nedo people looked at the Suzaku Crown.

Look at the scales that are gradually turning black at the edge of the crown.

Observe the top of the Suzaku crown, the completely black yin and yang fish emblem.

Although every inch of skin was oozing blood, the smile on his face never changed, and he let go of the palm that held the demon's forehead.

Shaking his body, the Gendao people watched the last touch of darkness sink into the Vermilion Bird Crown.

The black crest of the Suzaku fell to the ground.

The Gendao man lay on his back and fell to the ground.

A hundred years later, the pitch-black broken sword fell to the shattered bluestone, and the Kedao people fell to the ground.

The black vitality that permeated the top of the mountain quickly collapsed and quickly converged.

"Senior brother!"

When the black vitality was sealed into the broken sword along with the demon.

Wugen rushed to the side of the Kedao man and flipped the Kedao man's body over.

Looking at the old face covered with blood, which he was and is very familiar with, he burst into tears and kept sobbing.

The golden light filled his eyes, and the Kedao man listened to the sobs in his ears, slowly turned his stiff neck, and looked to the side.

Looking at the rootless who kept bowing his head and sobbing beside him, there was a hint of joy in the eyes of the Kedao people.

Then, he felt some itching in his throat.

So he coughed lightly.

"Senior brother!" Hearing the cough, Wugen raised his head, and a trace of joy appeared on his handsome face with tear stains.

Hearing this, Kedaoren's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked at Wugen beside him in astonishment.

He saw the smooth, smooth skin on the rootless face, where the eyebrows met.

So suddenly.

So he smiled.

"Child, in order to preserve your memories that are like a remnant dream, and retain those fragments of memories that my senior brother entered the artistic conception before his death, I used my memories to reluctantly complete them, and then planted the primordial spirit and sealed it. Stretching out his hand, Kedao touched the rootless face, touching the silhouette that was still somewhat similar to the Gendao man.

"Maybe it's because Senior Brother only touched the threshold of the artistic conception at the beginning, and didn't really step into the artistic conception, so after the death of Senior Brother, as his reincarnation, you only have a few fragments of Senior Brother's Yuan Spirit in the Mud Pill Palace, and some memories are preserved in these fragments. ”

After a pause, Kedaoren looked sad and sighed lightly: "Senior brother is dead, you are still my beloved apprentice." ”

Putting down his hand, Kedaoren looked at the rootless with his eyes wide, and deliberately said in a somewhat ridiculous tone: "Besides, I have lived with my senior brother for forty years, and he is not as good-looking as you." ”

Rootless and speechless for a moment, he raised his hands, touched his forehead, and came back to his senses and said, "Don't worry about this for now, I'll take you to heal now." ”

"No need. Softly stopping the rootless movement, the Kodao people turned their heads and looked at the rising sun in the sky.

"No root, the demon mana in the sword of the senior brother is strong, but he is not the only demon in the human world, you have to be a small heart mountain, be careful of Shakyamuni Brahma. ”

Kedaoren's tone is very calm, the sentences are also smooth, and the voice is very soft, but the rootless who listened carefully on the side heard it very clearly.

When the Kedao man finished speaking, Wugen immediately stretched out his hand, but his hands stopped halfway.

Because at this time, the Kedao people had already closed their eyes.

The sky is cloudless, and the blue is thorough.

Under the bright sun, not far from the top of the mountain, the surface of the stagnant water in the hollow of an ancient tree suddenly rippled in circles.

A green dragonfly emerges from the water, spreading its compound wings on the surface of the water.

The wings vibrated slightly, and the dragonfly flew into the sky, flying into the blue sky.