I am a support player in the cultivation world

Feeling the foul air beginning to become chaotic, Lin Fuping's face turned grim.

coming!

Yun Hua, who was standing on the high platform, had a look of calmness and confusion constantly changing in his eyes, and his hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the throne.

He was trying his best to suppress the evil spirit and keep himself clear-headed.

Even if it's just one more moment, the child's chances will be better.

After two days of being ravaged by two kinds of forces, Lin Fuping's body was now numb and painful. If Jueming hadn't been supporting her from behind, she would have collapsed long ago.

"Abbot, there won't be any problem with your restrictions, right?"

Lin Fuping asked, there is no chance to retreat now! If His Majesty Yunhua, who has lost his mind, attacks the opened formation with all his strength, the consequences will be obvious.

Now we can only hope that the backup plan arranged by Abbot Jueming can really come in handy!

"Don't worry, there won't be any accidents."

Jueming's figure had become much dimmer, and six of the eighteen Buddhist beads in Lin Fuping's arms had lost their luster and turned into powder.

"That's good!"

Lin Fuping summoned the Star Sword and let it float beside him.

"Ahhh-"

Yunhua let out a painful roar, and the foul energy was completely out of control.

"The rest is up to you guys!"

Yunhua took advantage of his last bit of clarity, turned his hand into a blade, and slashed at his shoulder. This slash directly cut off a small part of his upper body.

"I will live my life to the fullest!"

The Mahayana cultivator named Yunhua died completely, and all that remained in the world was the broken soul controlled by the foul air.

"Roar--"

The incomplete soul pounced towards Lin Fuping. It was irrational and could only sense that the person in front of it was so delicious.

...

The foul air that was no longer suppressed began to attack the formation, and the ancient city outside began to collapse.

The violent vibration caused everyone waiting outside to fly into the air.

"What happened? Why are they demolishing the house?!"

"What on earth is Senior Lin doing in there?"

"Could it be that she has taken away all the opportunities?"

Someone whispered

His words made the brother next to him cover his mouth, and the other members of the clan also looked around vigilantly, especially in the direction of the Sword Sect.

"Do you want to die!"

The brother who covered his mouth and nose said so

"You know that the Sword Sect protects its own people. Not to mention that she is also related to the Ji Family and the Jiang Family in Zhongzhou. She even took away the sacred beast of the Northern Frontier. Now the Buddhist Sect in the Western Desert is on their side. How many lives do you have? How dare you question her?"

The man who had just spoken so arrogantly turned pale upon hearing this. He looked left and right, and when he found that other forces were not looking in this direction, he felt a little relieved.

"No way, she can't be so narrow-minded!"

"She may not, but people who want to get in touch with her may not think so. They may use your words and actions today to target you and try to please her.

After so many years of cultivation, have you lost your ability to be cautious in what you say and do?"

The man's cousin poked his head with his fingertips in disappointment.

The man did not dare to refute, but said in a small voice:

"I'm just worried that we'll come here in vain. Why should she be able to go in first?"

"Ugh!"

The male brother sighed, not knowing when his clan’s brains went bad.

"Why don't you understand? How could we have come here for nothing? Didn't the Sword Sect's disciples go in either? Not to mention the Sword Sect's senior sister. In terms of the Sword Sect's status, she is much more important than Lin Fuping. She didn't even go in, so why are you so anxious?"

The man looked in the direction of Jianzong and saw Bai Banxia standing at the front of the team, looking worriedly at the middle building.

"Junior sister..."

Bai Banxia clenched the Haoyue Sword in her hand. She really wanted to rush in and fight alongside her junior sister. She only hated that when facing the evil spirit, she could only become a burden to her junior sister.

...

"I have waited for this day for thousands of years!"

When Cihang in the sky above the Buddhist Temple sensed the vibration, he had already activated all his spiritual power. He formed seals with his hands and summoned something to the Buddhist Temple below!

"Come!"

As he spoke, the main hall in the center of the Buddhist temple began to tremble and collapse. A coffin made of deep-sea iron emerged from deep underground at his call and came in front of Cihang.

Ci Hang stroked the coffin with a complicated expression, then opened the coffin lid with one hand, revealing the corpse inside.

He looked like a young man of fifteen or sixteen, with a rosy face and a gentle manner.

"Long time no see, Yuntian!"

Cihang sighs

"Our mission is finally coming to an end. I just hope everything will go smoothly from now on."

Then, Cihang stood up and bowed eleven times with his hands clasped together in the direction of the ruins.

"Abbot, Cihang is leaving today!"

After saying that, Cihang grabbed Yuntian's body in the coffin. As soon as he grabbed it, blood mist filled the sky, but it was confined within a three-foot range.

"In the past, we swore with our souls that we would die and our spirits be annihilated in exchange for Sheng Rong's chance of survival. Now that the chance of survival has come, I shall die.

With the blood of the Tianyue royal family as a medium and the Mahayana spirit as a guide, I suppressed my ancestor Yunhua and submitted this to the heavens. "

"allow"

Somehow, Cihang heard it!

The three chains that bound his soul to the sky broke.

The Dharma image behind Cihang began to break, and Cihang's own face also looked much older.

"For thousands of years, I have been blessed by my ancestors and have been reincarnated until now. Now I will sacrifice my life for the cause. I pray that I will not be reincarnated from now on. I hope your wish will be granted!"

Cihang turned towards Tianlong Temple and bowed

In the cave of the distant Tianlong Temple, Jueming's original body opened his eyes. He raised his right hand, and a mysterious ball of light appeared under his hand.

"Let's go!"

Jueming drew a line on the ball of light, and the three chains on Cihang's soul that were pointing to the ground broke.

Cihang's image was broken in half, and his eyes began to become cloudy.

Finally, Jueming turned to the end of the chain.

"I wish to use the power of the Buddha Temple's vows for thousands of years to protect our Western Desert!"

After saying this, golden light poured into Cihang's body from the Buddhist Temple, and his body became golden and transparent. Cihang used his soul to guide his will along the chain to the ruins, along with his cultivation, vitality, and the blood mist.

...

Bai Banxia sensed something and suddenly turned his head to look towards the Buddhist temple. Liaokong stood up and the Buddhist disciples behind him followed.

"Look, what is that!?"

Someone noticed the movements of the Sword Sect and the Buddhist Sect, and looked in their direction, only to see a golden light with a blood mist coming from afar.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. Every time they entered the ruins before, there was not so much preparation.

"Farewell to Bodhisattva Cihang!"

Bodhisattva is another name for Mahayana monks in Buddhism, and it is also a respectful title.

"Master Cihang...!"

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the golden light, accompanied by a blood mist, crashed into the foul air of the ancient city.