Infinity we are monsters

Chapter 310 Li Xiaoyao's Death
"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Li Xiaoyao stepped forward with a solemn face, his figure was as straight as a sword, and he was fearless.

"well said!"

When the old Taoist priest with white beard and hair heard this, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised him. He was so relieved that he nodded repeatedly.

"My generation of monks, although we want to live forever, we must not be ignorant of humanity, and we must not be without pride. This demon king cholera spreads all over the world, and he vows to eradicate him. For the sake of the world and the common people, even if he dies, what is the point?"

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist figure flashed, came in front of Li Xiaoyao, and faced Zhao Chenping directly. Then, with a wave of floating dust, silver threads filled the sky, as if alive, and made a shrill sound of piercing through the air, and surrounded and killed Zhao Chenping.

Zhao Chenping smiled slightly.

Although this old Taoist is an immortal, his cultivation is similar to that of Uri Xingjun. More than a hundred years ago, he would indeed be afraid of him three points, but now, he is no longer in his eyes. Immediately, Facing the silver threads all over the sky, he sprayed out a wisp of demon fire.

This demonic fire is the Samadhi true fire differentiated in his body.

The flames in his Golden Crow's feet have swallowed up many top-level true fires and have evolved completely. It is an ever-changing fire. As long as it is a flame that has been fused, it can be transformed at will.

Although the veteran floating dust has some Taoism, but facing the pure true fire of samadhi, it was completely burned without any accident.The old Taoist seemed to have expected it a long time ago, with no surprise or panic on his face, he threw the dust in his hand into the air, and then solemnly took out a simple and profound compass from his arms, with a trace of Dao rhyme on it.

Zhao Chenping raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.I didn't expect that this old man would have such a treasure.

Dao rhyme is a treasure carried by a powerful person or a saint. For a long time, it has been contaminated with a trace of the aura of the Dao. Holding it will help you understand the Dao.

Encountering such a treasure, Zhao Chenping immediately put away the randomness in his heart, waved his wings, and shot out hundreds of golden sword feathers wrapped in samadhi real fire.

He is really going to kill.

Li Xiaoyao led the crowd to chase and kill them all the way, with the idea of ​​subduing demons and eliminating demons, and doing justice for the heavens. Everything was fine at first, but after the monster suddenly disappeared for half a day, it reappeared, and everything changed in an instant.

That monster was too strong at once.

He didn't think that the monster was hiding his cultivation at the beginning, so within half a day, something unbeknownst to them must have happened, which made the monster invincible.

However, Li Xiaoyao is still fearless. Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has made an oath to rid the world of demons.Therefore, he had long thought that one day, he would die in the hands of demons.

Although at this time, it seems to be a little anxious.

But he still has no regrets.

Facing the fiery sword that suddenly flew in front of him, his whole body spewed out spiritual energy, and the divine sword in his hand slashed at the little golden sword in an unbelievable manner.

next moment.

The sword is broken.

Silently.

Li Xiaoyao looked at the broken sword in his hand and sighed.

Then he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, his spiritual energy was chaotic, his vitality dissipated, and he could no longer maintain the flying state of Yujian, his body tilted and began to fall.

As he fell, he looked down at his chest.

It has been penetrated there, and a golden feather is nailed to the heart, and the flames on it are spreading.

And around him, there are comrades who have followed him all the way for more than a month.

"Hey, I killed them."

Li Xiaoyao slowly closed his eyes, with a lot of regret in his heart.

After Zhao Chenping's move, those cultivators' vitality disappeared, even their bodies began to be burned by the true fire of samadhi, and within a short while, they would become a speck of dust.However, the old Taoist was a little surprised.

Although his body died, his spirit survived.

Originally, under the real fire of samadhi, the soul would also be annihilated, but the soul of the old Taoist went to the compass, and a trace of Taoist rhyme on it separated the real fire of samadhi, so that he could preserve his consciousness.

Zhao Chenping frowned, and waved at the hanging compass, and the golden sword feathers scattered around it surrounded the compass and moved towards him.

The old Taoist priest's soul, which had shrunk countless times, was trapped in a palm-sized compass, and he looked at everything in front of him indifferently, including the death of his fellow Taoist, including Zhao Chenping, who looked like a giant beast in his eyes.

He smiled slightly, and then sat cross-legged, a light flashed on his body, but at the same time, his soul was also dimming.

Zhao Chenping held the compass in his paws, feeling a little weird.

. . .

I don't know when, I don't know where.

Li Xiaoyao, who fell into the endless abyss, suddenly heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Li Xiaoyao...Li Xiaoyao..."

He wanted to answer, but no sound came out.

"Li Xiaoyao...you are willing to sacrifice your soul...in order to kill the demon king of the cholera world..."

The voice was intermittent, and Li Xiaoyao could only hear the general idea.

However, this is enough.

From nowhere, Li Xiaoyao felt a surge of strength and conviction, allowing him to respond loudly to that inexplicable voice. He summoned up all his strength, and said firmly, "I am willing!"

"I am willing!"

"I would too!"

"..."

In a daze, Li Xiaoyao seemed to hear the voice of the fellow Taoist who came with him.

And the next moment, he suddenly felt a burst of refreshment in his soul, and felt slightly, and found that he had already left the body that was mostly burned by the real fire of samadhi.His soul seemed to be drawn, and flew unstoppably to the compass in the claws of the demon king, where he saw the old Taoist priest who was about to disappear.

His demeanor was serene.

In an instant, Li Xiaoyao understood in his heart.

He nodded slightly to the old Taoist priest, then sat cross-legged and sacrificed his soul.

Before long, the souls of everyone on this trip had gathered around him.

In the dark, there is a self-induction, Li Xiaoyao and the others have a pure heart at this moment, and there is only one thought.

I hope that God can punish the demon king of the cholera world in front of me.

. . .

Zhao Chenping saw more and more souls inside, and his face was ugly. He didn't realize how these souls got inside.

He held the compass in his hand, and the strange feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Just when he was about to throw the compass away, a gap suddenly opened in the sky.

A purple-black claw like the Optimus Pillar protruded from inside.

As if to swatt a fly, he slapped Zhao Chenping on the ground.

A loud bang.

Thousands of miles around, as if a huge earthquake had occurred, the mountains and rocks collapsed.

After a few breaths, Zhao Chenping suddenly flew out from the ground and looked around aggressively. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was not injured.

It's just that he was shot on the ground without seeing his opponent clearly, which made him feel violent in his heart.

"Hey!"

From nowhere, there was a lonely sigh.

Immediately afterwards, the compass held by Zhao Chenping's golden crow claws suddenly disappeared.

That dao rhyme also dissipated out of thin air.

In this way, Zhao Chenping was even more furious.

He seemed to feel that he had been tricked by that old Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)