I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Loud noises were heard one after another.

The lotus seat fell over and the Bodhisattva was beheaded.

The pagoda has been razed to the ground.

Huge gullies appeared on the ground, rocks kept rolling down from all around, the runes became dimmer, and the barrier was in danger.

Xie Chenzhou's breath became extremely weak and he suddenly vomited blood.

Crow One gritted his teeth and said to Crow Two:

"I'll stand in front, you take the master away first!"

Crow Two: "No! I won't let you go and die!"

Suddenly, Xie Chenzhou raised his hands and formed a seal, and the two of them uncontrollably turned back into their original forms.

He ignored the two crows' struggles, put them and the star pendant into the brocade bag on his waist, and tightened the belt with trembling hands.

"No one will die." He whispered, "Go to sleep."

The struggling sachet gradually calmed down.

Xie Chenzhou seemed to have made up his mind and staggered to his feet.

He raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him.

Yan Yuan's moves were fierce and targeted Song Lanfeng's vital points. Song Lanfeng was already in a state of being defeated.

He took a deep breath and wiped the blade with his hand.

The sword's blade was stained with his blood and suddenly began to tremble.

He loosened the hilt of the sword, formed seals with both hands, and tore off a piece of his soul with a fierce look between his brows:

"Blood is sacrifice, life is food."

"kill--"

The surrounding strong winds suddenly stopped, and a giant sword phantom condensed in the air. A drop of blood fell, and the sword and the phantom slashed forward together, destroying everything in their path.

Yan Yuan's face changed and he immediately turned around to resist.

"boom--!"

The moment the dust cleared, Song Lanfeng pierced his chest with a sword.

Yan Yuan froze, looking at him with a face full of hatred, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he spoke word by word:

"You really... want to kill me? Brother."

Song Lanfeng almost forced out the voice through his teeth:

"For so many years, I have never doubted you, Yan Yuan. You really acted very well."

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yan Yuan's lips, and his aura was extremely weak:

"Do you think I want to kill her?"

A clear and bright color welled up in his eyes:

"I just wanted her to tell me where Mu Yunwei is, but she refused to tell me..."

Song Lanfeng: "So you killed her!"

"That was an accident!"

Yan Yuan growled:

"I didn't want to either. I didn't know it was a mayfly dream. I thought it was just an ordinary poisonous insect..."

Song Lanfeng closed his eyes tightly:

"Why didn't you save her then?"

"...She ran away." Yan Yuan was barely breathing, "She...no longer believed in me."

Song Lanfeng gripped the hilt of the sword tightly:

"Excuse."

Yan Yuan's eyes were red and his face was blank:

"Brother...if a good person accidentally does something bad, will he become a bad person?"

Song Lanfeng did not answer this question. He drew out the Qingyun Sword and said coldly:

"Go ahead and commit suicide. For the sake of our friendship, I will leave your body intact."

Yan Yuan struggled to stand up and slowly placed the sword across his neck.

Song Lanfeng looked at him coldly.

Yan Yuan suddenly laughed and raised his eyebrows to look at him:

"Brother, did I act well just now?"

Song Lanfeng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood:

"You...poisoned me?"

Yan Yuan: "You forced me to do this."

Time seemed to stand still, and something was spreading silently.

Without any warning, the ground began to shake, and countless pieces of rubble collided with each other and rolled in all directions.

Behind Yan Yuan, the majestic spiritual power formed a whirlwind, sand and rocks flew, and the sky and earth changed color.

Yue Qingxi, who had just arrived, paused, his face full of shock.

He was unsteady on his feet, so he gritted his teeth and flew over to help up the unconscious Xie Chenzhou.

Xie Chenzhou opened his eyes weakly, and seeing that it was him, he spoke with difficulty:

"Get out of here..."

Yue Qingxi held his arm firmly and said in a deep voice:

"I recognize you. You are A Yin's junior fellow apprentice. Don't worry, I will take you away."

Just as Xie Chenzhou was about to speak, the wind behind him suddenly stopped.

He realized something and used up his last bit of strength to push Yue Qingxi away.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

They flew backwards at the same time and fell heavily to the ground.

Xie Chenzhou tried to get up by supporting himself with his arms, but his arms went limp and he fell back.

Yue Qingxi's face was as pale as paper. He stumbled over and reached out to pull him.

"Leave me alone."

Xie Chenzhou's breathing slowed to a crawl, and he took off the brocade bag from his waist with great effort and handed it to him:

"Go back... to Yujing and leave it to... Nian Nian."

Yue Qingxi clenched the brocade bag tightly: "...Okay."

He put Xie Chenzhou down, without hesitation, and flew away.

A flying sword is faster than him.

With a "swish" sound, the sword blade was completely penetrated into the vest of the young man in red.

At the hilt of the sword, the exquisite jade dice shook slightly, reflecting a star of sunlight.

The young man in red fell to the ground little by little, still holding a brocade bag tightly in his hand.

The fire lit up, and the brocade bag was burned to ashes.

Xie Chenzhou turned his head with a stiff neck.

Not far away, Yan Yuan withdrew his hand and said to him:

"Your sword is not very useful."

"..."

He added, "Why don't I give that to Nian Nian?"

"..."

The young man stood up with his sword in hand, his jet-black hair stained with blood, a few strands stuck to his cheeks.

His eyes were dark, without any emotion, and his voice was hollow as he spoke word by word:

"You deserve to die."

The demon world thousands of miles away.

On the snow-covered peak of the God-Devouring Mountain, the ferocious statue that had stood quietly for ten thousand years suddenly shook, the ice and snow melted, and a bright light shone forth.

Thunder exploded in the sky.

Lightning flashed and monstrous demonic energy surged, like the end of the world.

Yan Yuan took a step back:

"You are... a demon?!"

Xie Chenzhou flew into the air and continued:

"You deserve to die."

A huge monster slowly swam out of the evil spirit.

The roar was like a dragon's roar, one after another, like the beat of a drum, drowning out everyone's heartbeat.

The evil spirit dissipated, and beside Xie Chenzhou, a dragon was hovering on the ground, with wings on its back, two horns on its head, and four hooves on its body.

Song Lanfeng on the ground raised his head with great effort and looked at the thing with astonishment in his eyes:

"Demon dragon?"

Yan Yuan's face looked grim.

A sword light suddenly appeared.

Wen Buyu hurriedly flew down to the ground and looked around, shocked and frightened:

"Xie Junior Brother, what on earth is going on?!"

Xie Chenzhou glanced at him.

Beside him, the demonic dragon raised its head and roared. Wen Buyu's face turned pale immediately, and countless wounds appeared on his body due to the corrosion of the demonic energy.

Song Lanfeng slapped him away and said sternly:

"go!"

Wen Buyu coughed up a mouthful of blood and made a decision in an instant. Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of Yue Qingxi on the ground and immediately ran over:

"Fellow Daoist Yue?!"

The young man on the ground opened his eyes slightly.

When Wen Buyu saw the sword on his back, his pupils trembled.

That is... Junior Brother Xie’s sword.

He turned around to look at Xie Chenzhou who had already been possessed by the devil, bit his tongue, forced himself to stay awake, and carried Yue Qingxi away on his sword.

The wind was howling, and the young man in red's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Wen Buyu ignored his own serious injuries and tried his best to transfer spiritual power to him:

"Friend Yue, hold on, don't fall asleep!"

Hearing his call, Yue Qingxi sobered up a little and moved her lips:

"Please, take me... back."

Wen Bu Yu: "Where are you going back to?"

Yue Qingxi: "Go back...to Yujing."

Wen Buyu: "Okay! I'll take you back to Yujing!"

Yue Qingxi clenched his sleeves with her fingers and whispered:

"As promised, there...someone is waiting for me..."

"Who?" Wen Buyu raised his palm to channel more spiritual energy and asked, "Who is waiting for you?"

Yue Qingxi's vision gradually became blurred. He tried hard to open his eyes wide, calling out a name in a daze.

Wen Buyu moved closer to listen carefully.

He shouted——

"Ayin."

Wen Buyu was stunned.

"Ayin, you're still waiting there... me..."

The voice of the young man in red became smaller and smaller:

"I'm just a little bit away from...seeing her."

At this point, all breath was gone.

Wen Buyu held his body, staring blankly at Yu Jing floating in the air in front of him, and said softly:

"Yeah, you're just a little bit away from meeting...her."