The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

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The frailty of the demon's disguise collapsed, the mask was shattered and removed, and a sinister and resentful face was restored.The magic energy rose instantly, and it wrestled with the divine fire on the sword.

On the top of the mountain, gravel rolled up and sand filled the sky.

The divine fire burned through the chest of the inner demon, and the feeling was more unbearable than soaking in the karmic fire of eternal life for 800 years.The heart demon's lips were bleeding, and he couldn't resist this overwhelming arrogance at all.

It is the strongest fire in the world, and no monster can escape its punishment.

Just hearing a "crack", Cang Lang forcibly smashed the stone behind the demon.

At the same time that he lost his support, the devil's energy in his heart was running to the extreme, and the black tide poured into the sky, like a huge wave rising high, surrounding the two of them from all directions.

Faintly, there is a little red light in the diffuse black mist.

Cang Lang slid out of the heart demon's body, Fu Ziqiu's eyes sparkled with fire, and even his long eyelashes turned red.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" The heart demon opened his arms, and white smoke rose from the hole in his chest pierced by the Nine Heavens Divine Fire: "Why do you create me if you want to create, and destroy me if you want to destroy me? Am I not a living thing? ? Your lives are noble, so I only deserve to live in hell for the rest of my life, forever being the delusion in Long Xiao's heart?"

The high mountain was caught off guard and tilted and collapsed, and the receding tide rolled in.

In the distance, the houses were reduced to dust one after another, the flowers and plants were withered, and the trees were broken.

The earth trembled suddenly, and there was a thunder in the sky.

The thunder hit the ground directly, and the vast land was immediately torn apart. At first, it was just a moiré pattern, and soon it developed into a circle of cracks. The cracks gradually grew from small to large, and turned into bottomless ravines.

The heavy rain fell, and innocent people fell into the abyss wailing.

Fu Ziqiu frowned, the flames on his body almost covered the inner demon: "Are you crazy?!"

"My life is up to me." The heart demon suddenly laughed loudly: "Isn't Long Xiao the god of war? Isn't he powerful? Doesn't he like to sacrifice himself for the world? Don't you want to kill me? Okay, I Just drag the whole Three Realms to be buried with you. I want to see, how many people can you save at this time if you are so great?"

Crazy laughter resounded all the way through the sky, and the heart demon sacrificed all its power, disturbing the color of the world and turning the world into a boundless hell.

Cang Lang's sword body was burnt red by the divine fire, and there was a "Zi Zi" sound from time to time.Passing through layers of resentment and devilish energy, the tip of the sword burst out with divine light.The wings on Fu Ziqiu's back were fully unfolded, and every feather was bright and gorgeous.The red clothes on her body are dancing, the beautiful phoenix eyes are shocking, and the flame mark on her forehead has given birth to infinite power.

The scorching fireball swept over, hit the ground with a "boom", and collided with the magic energy, making a terrifying loud noise.

A red phoenix came whistling with the holy fire, and turned into the strongest sword in the world, killing demons and demons without leaving any room.

It jumped out of the shattered aura, ruthlessly, firmly, as imagined 800 years ago - pierced the heart of the demon.

The demonic energy lingering in the world suddenly softened.

Fu Ziqiu turned his back to the demon, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Two strings of blood flowed out from between his fingers, he opened his palm to look at it, and carefully wiped it off with the hem of his clothes.

"I... didn't lose..." The heart demon lowered his head, watching the Nine Heavens Divine Fire spread from his heart, invading his dark soul, and burning his body: "Everyone, don't try to escape...you...you will all be buried with me !"

After all, Fu Ziqiu couldn't bear to see the end.

The voice of the inner demon lowered, and the same face and body as Long Xiao's were swallowed up by the flames little by little, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating in the world with the wafting demonic energy.

But the catastrophe is still going on.

Fu Ziqiu spread his wings and flew down.

The surrounding area was completely cracked, only the small area where Long Xiao was was protected by a feather of the divine phoenix bird.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fu Ziqiu removed the barrier.

Long Xiao was so angry that he felt like he was thrown into the ice and snow for a while and could spit out a lot of ice balls in one mouthful, and then fell into the boiling oil pan, burning all inside, and he could drop burnt soot when he raised his hand.

The binding force on his body disappeared, and the red silk threads wrapped around his body returned to Fu Ziqiu's heart in twos and threes.

Long Xiao flicked his sleeves and got up, without particularly intense emotions, he just glanced at Fu Ziqiu tremblingly, showing the majesty of the emperor.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this bird anymore, he jumped up from the ground with his feet, his palms condensed with holy light, and with a light shake, he went down to the hell road and up to the ninth heaven, and all the scurrying evil spirits were crushed by him It's rounded, and it's grouped together.

Throwing it to the sea like throwing dough, he blasted out the sky fire full of palms without blinking his eyes.

"boom--"

The water curtain burst and exploded between the sky and the earth, and there was a warm rain in the world for no reason.

This time Fu Ziqiu knew that Long Xiao was venting his anger. In the battle between gods and demons, Long Xiao forced the evil spirits into the realm of gods and ghosts and burned them with sky fire for seven days and seven nights before they were completely resolved.Today, it was slapped and blasted. The sky fire burned from the soles of the feet to the end invisible. The entire sea was steamed and smoked by the huge fire. It is estimated that it will burn for a month.

The inner demon was suppressed, and the haunting demon energy completely dissipated.

But the collapse of the mountains and rivers has not stopped, Long Xiao and the heart demon take turns, pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and the screams are endless.

After Long Xiao vented his anger, his body was drenched by the rain, and he turned to face Fu Ziqiu.

This guy came out of nowhere.

Fu Ziqiu took out the paper umbrella with the landscape painted on it from the black iron ring, the fan was still there, but the beauty in reality no longer existed.

Long Xiao wiped his face, the sorrow between his brows was not lessened by the departure of the demon.

"According to this speed, the world will fall within half an hour." Long Xiao looked up at the leaking sky, and said in a solemn voice, "The sky is about to collapse, and the Three Realms will soon return to chaos."

"The first god Pangu was born in the chaos, and he used his flesh and blood to open up the emperor's heaven and the earth, and he was as long as the heaven and the earth." Fu Ziqiu warned coldly: "Don't think you are so powerful, you want to learn from others to open up the world. I am not being raised by you now." The blue bird beside you is not Fu Ziqiu who depends on you for everything. If you dare to have such thoughts, I will tie you up again. "

Long Xiao frowned, annoyed Fu Ziqiu very much, whenever he heard him speak, he would get angry, this person just likes to say things that make him irritated.He couldn't bear it anymore: "Why are you so wordy? Hold grudges so much? I haven't said anything yet, don't be a villain all day long."

Fu Ziqiu sneered: "I'm so out of breath, I hit the mark again."

"..."

Long Xiao really didn't want to pay attention to him, but Fu Ziqiu was like growing on him, he followed wherever he went, to put it nicely it was called inseparable, but to put it badly it was called surveillance.

There was no way, Fu Ziqiu had suffered a lot from Long Xiao, so he was going to stare at Long Xiao to death no matter what.

At this moment, a holy divine light suddenly fell from the nine heavens, and solemn Sanskrit singing and devout prayers came at the same time.

Long Xiao and Fu Ziqiu stopped in their tracks and raised their heads at the same time.

I saw a crimson lotus platform appearing among the thick clouds, and a monk in a golden cassock appeared in sight.

Some raindrops splashed down, fell on the shoulders of the real Buddha, and turned into tiny petals.

Almelo's eyes were half-downcast, and between his brows was the compassion of saving all sentient beings.He stopped in mid-air, clasped his hands together and nodded lightly: "Dragon God, Phoenix Lord."

Long Xiao still hated the fact that Amello took away Qinghe Shenghun, and he didn't treat him well, so he simply turned his face away and refused to make a sound.Fu Ziqiu, on the other hand, recovered his old memories and was still grateful to Amello, with a slightly excited expression on his face, and immediately responded: "True Buddha."

With a flick of his sleeve, Amelo sprinkled the solemn Buddha's light on the ground, and the raindrops gradually became smaller, replaced by light-colored petals all over the sky, which turned out to be broken lotus flowers upon closer inspection.

"Dragon God." Amello turned a blind eye to Long Xiao's stinky face, and took the initiative to talk to him: "The three worlds are in trouble, let's put aside the grievances between you and me for now."

The people in the world were caught in fire and water, Long Xiao didn't have time to talk nonsense, so he could only suppress his dissatisfaction first, and asked politely: "Is there a way for the real Buddha?"

"Amitabha." Amelo said: "Everything in the world is born and restrained by each other. If there is a loss, there will be a gain. It depends on the Dragon God's choice."

Long Xiao frowned: "Let's listen."

"The birth of the heart demon is man-made, but the current developments, the Dragon God cannot escape the blame. Karma, if you want to completely get rid of the burden of life, you must first return to this world."

When Fu Ziqiu heard this, the feathers on his body exploded immediately, and he asked sensitively, "What do you pay back? How do you pay it back?"

Long Xiao raised his hand to stop his words, and said in a deep voice, "Listen to him."

"It's just an equivalent price. To the Dragon God, it's nothing." Amelo smiled for the first time, and pointed out: "One dragon tendon, one dragon scale."

Long Xiao was startled.

Fu Ziqiu vetoed it immediately: "No!"

He remembered the old story released by the heart demon, the scene where Long Xiao was tied up by Yin Chi and pulled out the dragon scales all over his body.The gray and white image can't hide the weeping dragon's blood and tender flesh.

It was the pain that Long Xiao had never confided to him. He had tried many times without any result, but now the memories flooded in, magnifying those little sufferings suddenly, and he was shocked to feel like a knife was piercing his heart.

Long Xiao seemed to see something from Almelo's loose expression, looked at him for a moment with some unknown meaning, and solemnly repeated: "A dragon tendon, a whole body of dragon scales?"

Amelo said, "Yes."

"Long Xiao!"

"Okay." Long Xiao responded, "I'll change."

"For what!" Fu Ziqiu grabbed Long Xiao's arm, regretting letting him out: "I don't agree!"

Long Xiao didn't say a word, and blinked at Almelo who was on the height.

Fu Ziqiu sensed that something was wrong, and a circle of flames rose from his body in an instant.

But at this moment, Amello silently uttered a sentence of Buddha's words, and lightly extinguished the fire.Then a lotus leaf was thrown down, and Fu Ziqiu was tied up in the same way.

Long Xiao was finally relieved, walked over with a victorious attitude, pinched Fu Ziqiu's chin, met those sparkling eyes, and said revenge, "You also have a taste of this."

After speaking, he danced with his long sleeves, sealing off all of Fu Ziqiu's five senses.

"Dragon God is righteous." Amelo said.

Long Xiao suppressed the smile on his face, and his expression was no longer the gentle and gentle one he used to see everyone, but rather fierce.He met Amelo's ancient well-like eyes and asked, "So what is your price?"

"Abandoning the true Buddha body, suffering from the cycle of reincarnation, and throwing oneself into the world of mortals."

Fate meets, cause and effect cycle, some people finally choose the mundane world that cannot be obtained.

No one spoke anymore, Long Xiao turned into a golden dragon and floated up.

Sanskrit sounds circulate in the world, and the holy golden light spreads across the world.The ancient and mysterious Buddhist words were slowly uttered from Almelo's mouth. In an instant, the toppled mountains and rivers stood up again, and the gushing sea water receded to the coastline.

Without frowning, Long Xiao quickly pulled out a golden dragon tendon from his back.

The sword also lingered on the ground with its broken muscles and bones, winding away along the gap.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon roar shook the Three Realms.Thousands of fine dragon scales sprinkled the sky and the earth, like a golden rain falling on the world.

The mortals who fell into the abyss returned to the ground, and the people and soldiers of the heavenly clan who died in the war were reborn.

The withered flowers bloom again, and the withered trees sprout new shoots.The land is closed, and all things in the world return to their original colors one by one in this short period of time.

Long Xiao fell from a height and fell beside Fu Ziqiu.

Amello closed his eyes, and thousands of Buddha lights suddenly appeared from behind him.The true Buddha, who is not stained with the secular world, finally got his wish and devoted his whole life to the heaven and the earth, which can be regarded as paying off the bad debt hundreds of years ago.At this moment, he could finally raise his head to face Long Xiao and Qing He squarely.

"With a single thought, the poor monk put Qing and the benefactor in a place of ten thousand kalpas. Now that the debts of the dust have been paid off, and in the future, he will fall into the underworld in the future. Finally, he will have the face to meet the World-Honored Buddha."

After speaking, the Buddha's light completely enveloped Amello.The light and shadow flickered, then disappeared.

The strength restraining Fu Ziqiu then loosened.

He waved his long sleeves to restore his senses, and the moment he caught a glimpse of Long Xiao, his legs softened and he fell to his side.

All the pretended indifference, toughness, and anger receded like a tide.

Fu Ziqiu stretched out his hand, trembling, as if he wanted to touch it but dared not.Then, the wings began to extend, and the soft feathers gently supported the fragile person.

Long Xiao lost a layer of skin, and the red tender flesh could be clearly seen in the place not covered by the clothes.The flesh couldn't bear any strength, and the friction of the clothes could bring out a little bloodshot.

Fu Ziqiu simply used a spell, took off Long Xiao's clothes, and wrapped him gently with warm fluff.

Long Xiao suddenly smiled, nestling in the red hair, like a child who got his wish.

He opened his eyes, with deep affection flowing in his eyes.

Fu Ziqiu's lips opened and closed, his silver teeth were almost crushed, trembling with distress, his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "You are finished, I will remember."

Long Xiao whispered: "I can return Gu Zhizhou to you."

All the bad karma has been paid off, and he finally unloaded all the burdens and got the freedom he dreamed of.

Fu Ziqiu's eyes became hot, and big drops of tears hit Long Xiao's face.

Long Xiao stretched out his hand with difficulty, wiping away the hot teardrops.

"Aqiu," he called his name softly, so sweet, "Qinghe, I won't leave again."