Without Jemol's manipulation, the Three Thousand Verses immediately spiraled out of control. The scriptures that spread all over the sky radiated light and heat, scorching the earth like the sun. The golden rays shone down, and before the people kneeling in the streets could understand what was going on, they burned from the inside out, becoming human-shaped torches, burning to ashes in the golden light.

The originally peaceful town immediately became a purgatory on earth. Screams filled the streets and alleys, not only the people who went out, but also the houses, trees, and rubble, and the flames swept through the golden light, engulfing half of the sky.

Although the out-of-control scriptures poured most of their mana on the innocents in the town, there were still hundreds of scriptures hanging above Qin Yan's head. The golden light shone on his head, and it inspired his heart to burn, burning his body from the inside out, and refining his golden body into a relic!

And those tens of thousands of Yin Souls who were forcibly extradited by Yemol were recklessly impacting Qin Yan's spiritual platform, making him unstable and unable to resist the incineration power of the scriptures with peace of mind.

When Qin Yan finally completely refined the tens of thousands of Yin Souls and used the Hongmeng Danjuan technique to resist the light of the scriptures, an unprecedented throbbing suddenly came from his heart.

This throbbing comes from his Lingtai Zhihai, from the three souls and seven spirits, and even more from the depths of the primordial spirit through which he communicates-

The golden body of the celestial man began to crumble.

The skin cracked, the veins flowed backwards, and there was a rotting stench of odor.

The decay of the flesh!

The Hongmeng Dan Scroll, which had been cultivated and tampered with for a long time, coupled with the fact that it was roasted by the fire of Jinwen today, and the excessive loss of the Yuan Shen, finally caused him to cause the decline of heaven and man.

Yu Hanyan, who was fighting fiercely with the dwarf, sensed that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't help but be in chaos, and was smashed by the dwarf's iron rod with a wild bang, and the danger was full of dangers, and the iron rod swept her forehead several times. Fortunately, Ding Lun next to him seemed to have become a puppet since he uncovered the scriptures, otherwise if he and the dwarf joined forces to attack Yu Hanyan, Yu Hanyan would probably have died.

"Keng!" Another iron rod slammed into the Broken Sword, Yu Hanyan's wrist was numb, and his body was shocked and fell a few steps, landing beside Qin Yan. She stole a glance at Qin Yan's condition, and her complexion changed dramatically in an instant, and she didn't even hear the heavy footsteps of the dwarf who was chasing after her. However, when the dwarf approached Qin Yan, there was a slight fear and hesitation in his eyes, and the iron rod was not in a hurry to smash down.

In the dwarf's memory, Qin Yan was the only person other than Yemol who could hurt him. The giant Buddha in the underground palace suppressed him that day, and since then he has buried a shadow in his heart, which has not been dispersed to this day.

The dwarf stopped five steps away from Qin Yan, and the iron rod was raised high, but it lost its previous indomitable momentum, and instead secretly glanced back at Yemol.

Yemol opened his eyes at this moment, pinched the seal of the king with both hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Carry me away!"

In the midst of decay, he even lost his mobility for a while, and had to call for help.

Ding Lun, who was standing next to him like a puppet, picked up the old monk without hesitation, turned around and ran out of the town.

The dwarf also hurriedly put away the iron rod and jumped to follow.

Three thousand scriptures fell, and the town was reduced to a sea of fire.

Qin Yan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, the golden light on his body was dim, his skin turned gray-brown, and countless ravines and wrinkles appeared, no different from the bark of an old tree. His face showed a look of decay, if he was an old man who was about to die, how could he still have the demeanor of a young man. And the mark on his hands was exactly the Nirvana seal that Yu Hanyan saw in his hallucination yesterday.

Yu Hanyan's heart was beating violently, and the sense of foreboding became stronger and stronger. She immediately took the Yin Yang Fu Jade Pendant on her chest and carefully hung it around Qin Yan's neck.

However, Qin Yan's appearance showed no signs of improvement. The pure spirit qi emitted by the Yin Yang Talisman was quickly covered by a rich decay and decaying aura, and even the white jade had black lines on it, as if it might crack at any time.

Yu Hanyan watched in despair as Qin Yan walked towards death step by step.

Legend has it that the Yin-Yang Talisman has all kinds of wonderful methods, but at this moment it cannot save the life of the person she loves the most.

Suddenly Gong Yun's voice came from behind him: "Did you have a seizure?"

Yu Hanyan didn't look back, she had lost all her strength, her heart was so sad that she couldn't even think of revenge on Gong Yunchong.

Gong Yunsleeve went and returned, or never left. She walked next to Yu Hanyan, and in the light of the sea of fire, her body seemed to be hidden in a shadow, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

The two of them stood side by side, looking at Qin Yan, who had completely lost his previous appearance, and was speechless. After a long time, when Qin Yan's breath of life was almost gone, his fingers trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

"You're all here. He forced a smile, but his smile was completely unrecognizable to the horrible face. He endured the pain of physical exhaustion, and said slowly: "I have devoted myself to the Tao, practicing penance day and night, trying my best to avoid the fate of the world, away from the greed of the world, I thought that one day I would achieve a positive result, but I never imagined that I would die here. ”

Yu Hanyan squatted down with tears in his eyes, hugged him hard, and said in a crying voice: "Senior brother, you are too persistent. ”

Qin Yan nodded slightly and sighed: "Yes, it's me who is too persistent......" If he could do it again, he would definitely take the jade cold smoke and fly away, abandon the identity of the head disciple of the Demon Sect, abandon the delusional dream of the Taoist Golden Immortal, stay away from the strife of the world, find a pure place, and spend the rest of his life with his beloved.

It's a pity that the missed time can't be turned back after all.

Yu Hanyan buried his head in his chest and choked in a low voice: "I told you a long time ago, don't trust women......" He didn't know how terrible it was for a woman to hate because of love, and Yu Hanyan himself didn't expect it.

Gong Yunchong looked at them silently, and after a long time, she showed a very reluctant smile and said softly: "I stayed here, in addition to confirming your death, I have another thing I want to ask you." Have you ever loved me, even if it's just a little bit, for a moment?"

Qin Yan looked at her in bewilderment, but saw in her eyes a look that he would never forget even if he went to hell, the look that he thought Gong Yunsleeve would never show to him—sad, desperate, painful, and desolate. He didn't expect Gong Yunsleeve to have such a look, and he was at a loss in his heart.

Didn't she lurk beside me to avenge Liuqing? Now that I'm going to die, she should be happy.

Qin Yan closed his eyes and said calmly, "I don't know." ”

"I don't know?" Gong Yun's sleeves flashed with a moment of ecstasy, but more of a heartfelt remorse. She clenched her fingers together, her face pale, and she closed her eyes for a long time to reflect on the meaning of the answer. Suddenly, she raised her head, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "You want to take revenge on me and make me regret and feel guilty for the rest of my life, right?"