After the demon king failed to beg for death

Everyone left with their swords and fled from the vicinity of the light.

However, the disciple who was too late to leave was only touched by the devilish energy, and instantly distorted his eyes and turned into a devil corpse without even a trace of hesitation.

Demon corpses live demon corpses, and half of the disciples who came to Nether Valley were folded inside.

Those who escaped were also in a hurry and frightened.

Everyone stood outside the safe range, standing in the air, watching the purple-red lightning flashing through the clouds in the distance, and they were all terrified in their hearts.

This turned out to be... the cultivation base of the Mahayana period?

For thousands of years, no monk has been able to reach this level, and the last Fu Ling Mozun with such a cultivation level also died, but now he can witness it with his own eyes, which is really a rare scene in a thousand years.

Everyone here is not a fool, so naturally they all understand what Li Chen wants to do.

The people who survived glanced at each other, but couldn't say anything.

This Nether Patriarch turned out to be the Demon Lord Li Chen who they had been shouting and killing for so many years.

What made them even more ashamed was that everyone's lives were tied to this person.

No matter whether Li Chen succeeds in crossing the tribulation or not, these 81 thunders will fall.

In other words, these monsters will definitely die under the thunder of this day, but it is unpredictable whether Li Chen can survive.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that crossing the tribulation unprepared, especially the thunder tribulation that ascended at the end, would probably be impossible to pass.

The possibility of Li Chen surviving Ascension is really very small.

The person who saved them was the person they hated the most and wanted to eliminate all day long.

How can this not make them feel ashamed?

Fu Ling was trapped on the sword, watching Li Chen fly towards the beam of light.

His eyes were tearing apart, and he couldn't even say anything.

As soon as Chu Qi's sword fell to the ground, the restriction on Fu Ling's body was lifted.

He immediately wanted to rush forward, but stopped after only a few steps.

If he is also at the center of this thunder calamity, the thunder that crosses this tribulation will only be more powerful, and the situation will probably be even worse by then.

But is it just watching Li Chen go to die?

Li Chen told him to believe, how could he believe in such a situation?

These are 81 thunderbolts, one is more powerful than the other, and he will die.

Fu Ling fell into a dilemma.

The face-changing technique on his face has disappeared due to the impact under the valley, revealing Luo Xuan's exquisite and gorgeous face.

Bi Zeyu, who was standing behind him in a panic, saw it.

But at the moment he couldn't say anything.

All of this is beyond everyone's understanding, and even a little confusing. The current situation does not allow them to think clearly about the relationship between them.

Someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Every fellow daoist should have some magic weapons like armor. This day's catastrophe is so fierce that the ancestor Youming may not be prepared. I wonder if all the fellow daoists can help him. "

Someone echoed: "The most important thing in front of the enemy is to overcome the difficulties in front of us. I am willing to help."

Speaking of which, the man took out a bunch of things from the storage ring, cast a spell and sent them in the direction where Li Chen was.

Although these magic tools can be said to be a drop in the bucket, having something is better than nothing.

Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly checked the storage ring, and found that there was nothing that could be used.

With a panic in his heart, he suddenly stopped.

Countless people around wrapped their magical artifacts and sent them to the cloud. These magical artifacts were all wrapped in soft light, like lights illuminating the road ahead in the dark night, one after another.

Fu Ling has never had a good impression of these pious and righteous friends, but at this moment, he only hopes that there will be more of these people, and more.

It's just that the first thunderbolt has already crashed down before many of the instruments flew to the clouds.

The first thunder was strong and fast, the purple lightning was like a giant dragon, it hit Li Chen from the sky in the blink of an eye, and also hit the monsters around Li Chen.

This trick really worked. Under the electric shock of the sky thunder, these monsters were instantly torn apart and turned into balls of devilish energy.

Immediately afterwards, the second sky thunder fell.

This sky thunder is not only effective against monsters, but also when the devil energy floating around hits this sky thunder, sparks will pop out instantly, burn up, and dissipate completely without a trace.

The sky thunders fell extremely fast, one after another, leaving no chance for people to breathe.

In just such a short period of time, eighteen thunderbolts fell in succession.

Everyone looked terrified, and couldn't help thinking, what would happen if he was standing in the middle of the Jieyun.

Just thinking about it made him tremble all over.

At this moment, everyone sincerely admired Li Chen, and it was the first time that they hoped that this devil would not die.

It was a strange and contradictory feeling.

Obviously they have always been on the opposite side, but in front of the big enemy, everyone has an aura of common hatred.

Fu Ling didn't dare to blink his eyes, and the hand holding the sword quickly overturned the demon corpse that was trying to sneak attack. He rose into the air with the sword, trying to get closer.

What happened to Li Chen?

At this moment, he finally knew what kind of mood and what kind of burden this child was carrying after his own death.

At this moment, Fu Ling's mind clearly flashed back to the time when he passed on all the exercises to Li Chen, the child was pale, his face was distorted by the pain, but he was unwilling to say a word of pain.

What was he thinking at that time?

He thought of relief, he thought he had done a great good thing.

After all, saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and the heavens should be moved by such a good deed before dying.

However, at that time, he didn't understand what kind of pain the little Li Chen was enduring.

How did the unexpanded meridians swallow his cultivation and spiritual power, and how did the young boy put away all his childishness and shoulder the burden of Mingshishan alone after his death.

At this moment, everything came back to my mind.

Where he can't see and doesn't know, how did Li Chen grow up.

He didn't know at all.

Fu Ling raised his hand and slapped himself, then looked over his head.

Thirty-six thunderstorms passed, and the sky finally stopped for a while.

But the dark cloud did not dissipate, and the robbery cloud surged abnormally, as if it was brewing an even more terrifying power.

Fu Ling looked in Li Chen's direction.

Because of the roar of Thunder Tribulation, a huge deep pit had already been smashed out there.

Standing at the bottom of the pit is his man.

The 36 thunderstorms didn't seem to leave any marks on his body, and Li Chen didn't even break a corner of his clothes.

Probably sensing Fu Ling's gaze, Li Chen turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a comforting smile.

Everyone was stunned, what kind of strength is it that can survive so many thunders without changing their expressions and without getting hurt.

Everyone was impressed by Li Chen's strength, but Fu Ling was extremely worried.

He didn't think Li Chen's state was what he showed.

He must have been badly wounded somewhere he couldn't see.

Fu Ling was burning with anxiety, and the thundercloud above his head began to surge again, making a rumbling sound.

Everyone standing on the edge felt the power of the thunder, and all backed away until they couldn't feel the pressure at all.

"It's the first time I've seen such a catastrophe. This... is too incredible."

"This Li Chen is really powerful. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to survive ten thunderstorms, and I'm afraid he would have been wiped out."

"Is this the cultivation base of the Mahayana period? This is too scary."

Li Chen's nonchalant appearance reassured others a little.

Maybe we can really look forward to it, maybe this demon king can really survive the lightning strike smoothly and soar up.

The monsters around were not as resistant as Li Chen, they had almost dissipated already.

But the light shining from the bottom of the valley is the source of creating monsters.

The monsters in the front were scattered by the sky thunder, and there will be more monsters in the back to make up for it.

They went on and on, continuously, as if they couldn't finish killing.

Seeing this, Fu Ling knew that Li Chen's actions were only temporary, and could not fundamentally prevent the arrival of these monsters.

In other words, even if the thunder ends this day, it may not be able to completely solve the matter.

At that time, Li Chen's sacrifice is also a plan to delay the attack.

If you want to solve the problem from the root, you must re-seal the entrance of the Demon Realm, so that nothing can escape from it.

Fu Ling looked at the man who was enduring the thunder disaster in the center of Tianlei, his eyes became tender, with a bit of reluctance and determination.

If he can survive the catastrophe smoothly, maybe he will ascend to another world that he has never seen before.

If it is not successful, the worst result is to be wiped out, and this man will never be seen again.

No matter what the outcome is, he and Li Chen will never see each other again.

And some things have to be done.

The war between humans and demons thousands of years ago was finally calmed down because a powerful man used his body as a seal to completely suppress the gate of the demon realm.

If you want to close the Demon Realm again, this may be the only way.

The sky thunder rolled down, and there was flying sand and rocks around. Fu Ling couldn't even see the man in the center of the thunder disaster.

He stood with his sword in his hand, his thin figure was like a flat boat, swaying and floating in the wind.

Parting always makes people sad. He doesn't want to be a savior, but just wants to protect the people he wants to protect.

Fu Ling thought of Mingshishan, the sect he had created.

Although in the eyes of everyone, this is a magic lair where demon heads gather, but it is enough for him to know how good those children in Mingshi Mountain are.

Fu Ling curled his lips in thought, and said softly: "Ah Chen, if you were you, you would definitely do this."

While the thunder was still going on, he had already turned around and flew towards the place where the crowd gathered.

Seeing Fu Ling approaching, everyone was at a loss for a moment.

After all, this is the former Demon Lord who has been dead for 120 years.

Fu Ling stood in the air. Although his voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears.

"I know what you are all guessing, yes, I am Fu Ling."

Clarified everyone's doubts in one sentence, and everyone showed such expressions.

Probably because of the passion of the same hatred, under the circumstances, there is no other idea at all.

Before everyone could react, Fu Ling continued: "Although the sky thunder can block these monsters for a while, once the sky thunder disappears, there will still be a steady stream of monsters coming from the entrance of the demon realm. You have seen it with your own eyes."

"Then what should we do, should we just watch these monsters run amok?"

"Yeah, Tianlei won't last long."

Fu Ling suppressed the worries about Li Chen in his heart, and said in a low voice: "So, the only way now is to seal the entrance of the Demon Realm again."

As soon as Fu Ling's words came out, although everyone felt that they were reasonable, they were not just sealed.

Strength, opportunity, all of which are indispensable.

Moreover, who has such strength to forge such a powerful seal?

"How to do this, and I hope you can tell me that we will all work together and do our best to drive these monsters back to the Demon Realm."

"Yes, Venerable Fu Ling, what should I do specifically?"

"If there is a way, please tell me!"

Everyone is worried at the moment, too many people have died in this world because of these monsters.

If things go on like this, even if these monsters are not used, the resentment in the world is probably enough for everyone to drink a pot.

Fu Ling turned around and looked at the heaven and earth where the robbing clouds intertwined and the magic light flickered in the distance, and said in a calm voice: "Thousands of years ago, it was a great power who died in martyrdom, and that's why the thousand-year seal was established and the thousand-year seal was preserved." Anping."

With just one sentence, everyone understood what Fu Ling meant.

To recreate such a seal, someone must be willing to sacrifice.

But who will go?

Here, no matter who it is, the strength is not enough, and it may be useless to go there.

Fu Ling looked at everyone's embarrassed expressions, and chuckled lightly: "You don't have to be so entangled, I'm afraid everyone present is inferior to me. Although my current body is only at the out-of-body stage, my comprehension beyond cultivation is Much more than you."

This is a fact, and no one can refute it.

It was just an indescribable, heavy sadness that came to my heart unconsciously.

Did Fu Ling plan to sacrifice himself by saying this?

One Li Chen and one Fu Ling are all demon heads from Mingshi Mountain. How can we make them face such a result calmly.

Fu Ling is no longer willing to imagine what Li Chen looks like at this time.

He raised his head to avoid the tears that were about to flash in his eyes, and said sincerely: "Mingshi Mountain is not as scary as you imagined, and those children did not do anything harmful. My only request is that you put down your prejudices." , stop targeting them."

For a while, everyone was very quiet, listening to Fu Ling's last words in a daze.

There was not much time, and what Fu Ling said was quite concise.

In the end, he had thrown away all the baggage, and said calmly: "Once I seal the entrance, I hope that everyone will work together to strengthen the seal so that those monsters will never enter the human world again. "

Bi Zeyu didn't know where the soreness in his heart came from at this moment, he only knew that such Fu Ling made him feel distressed and made him even more uncomfortable.

All the contempt and contempt that had been put in my mouth and in my heart disappeared.

How could such a proud and powerful person be what he said he was?

Zhao Qicheng had already been seriously injured, and not long after he woke up from a coma, he was the first one to stand up dragging his sick body, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, I will never forget it, don't worry, the rest will be dealt with by everyone." Done together."

Voices came from the crowd one after another, one after another.

The appearance of everyone working together at this time made Fu Ling couldn't help but want to trust them more.

The roar became louder and louder, and the monsters came one after another, and there was no extra time for him to drag on.

Fu Ling turned around and flew towards the entrance of the Demon Realm.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he remembered a very important thing.

He turned around and stood up in the air, and said loudly: "About Li Chen's massacre of righteous people in the Abyss Valley, he is unwilling to explain, but I really don't want him to be misunderstood by everyone. You already know where the Abyss Valley is. Those people were all infected and controlled by the demonic energy, so they had to die, and I hope everyone will stop wronging him, I’m done with this, believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

After explaining the last thing, Fu Ling's figure quickly swept towards the bottom of the collapsed valley.

This figure is decisive and swift, calm and powerful.

This time, Fu Ling is destined to never come back.