After the demon king failed to beg for death

The back of Fu Ling's departure is decisive and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, with the determination to die resolutely.

Once he turns into a seal and resides under the deep valley, there will be no such person as Fu Ling in this world.

This cognition keeps lingering in everyone's mind.

Obviously they always wanted him to die, but at this moment, everyone didn't want such a thing to happen.

All along, they may have really misunderstood Fu Ling and the Devil's Cult.

But no matter what kind of thought, it seems very pale at this moment.

Because Fu Ling was about to die.

The thunder was getting louder and louder. Everyone looked at Li Chen in the center of the thunder robbery, and then at Fu Ling who had jumped to the Valley of the Underworld.

It was Bi Zeyu who came back to his senses first.

He looked at the figures of the two, his nose was slightly sore, but he held back and said: "Senior Fu Ling can't complete the seal of the gate of the Demon Realm by himself, and he still needs our help, so don't be dumbfounded."

With Bi Zeyu's reminder, everyone came back to their senses, looked at each other a few times, and fled in the direction of the Valley of the Underworld.

Only by sealing the gate of the Demon Realm can these demonic energy be completely blocked.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Ling, and no one noticed that Li Chen, who was standing in the center of the thunder tribulation, started to absorb the surging demonic energy under the thunder.

The gate of the Demon Realm opened, and the beam of light rushed to the sky in the demonic energy, and these monsters emerged from the light.

Standing in front of Nether Valley, Fu Ling looked at the light and raised his hand to summon Chu Qijian.

He held the sword in his right hand, and grabbed the blade with his left hand.

The sword hummed, as if sensing what he wanted to do, it was trembling non-stop.

Fu Ling gazed tenderly at the sword that had been with him for so many years, and whispered: "Old brother, I must do this, don't stop me."

As he spoke, he clenched the blade even more forcefully, and gently slid across his palm.

Bright blood flowed down the palm.

Fu Ling raised his palm, drawing out more blood, and began to seal.

A huge formation was brewed in the air, and people stood in a circle around the formation.

There are still people outside the circle struggling to kill monsters.

But Fu Ling felt that the world was extremely quiet, and the rapid loss of blood made his lips turn white.

The powerful spiritual power flowed along with the blood, drawing an extremely strange formation in the air.

He had seen this formation in the library of Furong Pavilion before. At that time, he sighed that this kind of life-defying formation is probably only done by fools. Anyway, people like him who cherish their lives are absolutely impossible.

But the world is always unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

How much blood a person has in his body, I'm afraid he doesn't even know it.

But if you squeeze it, some more will flow out.

Fu Ling has killed many people in his life, but he has never killed a good person. He thinks he has a clear conscience in this life. the way.

At this moment when his body was about to be exhausted, the only thing he couldn't let go of was the center of thunder, the man who was going through a catastrophe.

Fu Ling endured bouts of dizziness in his mind, gritted his teeth and finished drawing the formation.

Countless spiritual power was poured into the formation from the surroundings, making the formation stronger and stronger.

The last stroke was put away, and the formation was completely complete.

In an instant, the overwhelming wind whizzed past, and the whole world seemed to shake.

Fu Ling opened his eyes suddenly, and said sharply: "Hold on, press down this seal."

Moyu has sensed the arrival of this seal and is resisting tenaciously.

Demonic energy and spiritual power are intertwined, rubbing countless sparks between the heaven and the earth.

Fu Ling flew up, tapped his toes, and jumped to the center of the formation.

He crossed his legs and sat on the formation as if meditating.

The blood has been transformed into a formation, and the fleshy body is used as a suppressing object, guarding the land forever.

The large sealing formation began to emit a burst of intense light, which suddenly dispersed the surrounding demonic energy.

A beam of dazzling light was injected into the world full of darkness and haze, illuminating the world brightly.

As the formation gradually sank, the black light that emerged from the gate of the Demon Realm gradually weakened.

Fu Ling even dissipated all the spiritual power in his body, and put all his power on the formation.

His body has begun to gradually become transparent, and will soon be integrated with the large sealing formation.

Fu Ling raised his head.

The sky not far away was still thundering and lightning, with a huge momentum, and the ruthless thunder seemed to never tire, chopping down one after another.

The big pit in the center of Lei Jie sank so deep that the man in the center of Lei Ming could no longer be seen.

His vision also began to blur, and his heart felt like bleeding.

If there is anything in this world that makes him most difficult to care about, Li Chen is probably the only one left.

But sometimes, many things are difficult to have both.

Just like Li Chen chose to catalyze the realm of cultivation, attract thunder, and kill monsters, Fu Ling also made the same choice.

It's not how great they are, or how much they care about the world.

Just got to this point, had to do it.

Although they cannot live together, but looking at it now, it is impossible to say that they can die together.

This is not a happy ending.

However, he still shamelessly hoped that that man could successfully survive the catastrophe and live.

All of Fu Ling's thoughts began to gradually disappear, his body had become extremely transparent, and only an outline could be seen faintly.

Fu Ling stared at the place under the clouds with his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

If there is an afterlife, he will definitely spend his whole life to compensate and accompany him.

Finally, the body gradually disappeared, fully integrated into the seal, and the light of the seal formation became more and more intense, and then it was like a small sun, illuminating the entire world.

Then the seal suddenly went down, buried in the soil, suppressed the magic light, and completely blocked the entrance of the demon realm.

In an instant, all the strong winds disappeared, and the black light was completely trapped in the demon realm.

Calm was restored between heaven and earth.

Thunder Tribulation is also gradually coming to an end.

Ninety-nine and 81 thunderstorms are finally coming to an end.

Everyone stood in place, looking at each other. Is this the end of the disaster in the Demon Realm?

"Senior Fu Ling... is he dead?"

The crowd did not know who spoke this sentence first.

However, as soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but sore their noses.

Someone whimpered.

Everyone looked extremely embarrassed, and there was no clean place on their bodies.

However, they are all still alive.

But Fu Ling never came back.

"Senior Fu Ling's great kindness, I will never forget it in this life."

"Yes, we must have misunderstood him before."

"Senior's behavior is a role model for my generation."

Once the Demon Realm is sealed, the light coming out of the Demon Realm will naturally be driven into the bottom of the valley, and it can no longer continue to create monsters.

And the remaining monsters disappeared one after another under the strike of the sky thunder.

The thunder of crossing the catastrophe is gradually coming to an end.

The more the tribulation and thunder in this Mahayana period came to the end, the more unbearable it was.

Everyone just watched Fu Ling gradually disappear into the seal, and then they were attracted by the increasingly terrifying thunder.

The demon energy between the heaven and the earth has been gradually dispelled, the darkness has gradually disappeared, and a trace of light shines through the sealed formation to illuminate the originally dark sky.

But the robbery cloud has not disappeared yet, the dragon-like lightning is flying up and down in the clouds, and the last thunder seems to be brewing a shocking trend, which wants to reduce this mortal who practiced against the sky to dust, and crush him to death like an ant.

In the vast world, only the standing man in the center of Lei Ming remained.

Although the clothes all over his body were scorched and torn, he was still standing at this moment, standing still, like a tower, standing upright.

"Oh my god, Li Chen is still alive, he is still alive."

"This...how is this possible? These are 81 thunders, and the last one is left."

"If the last Dao Lei survived, wouldn't it be... just soaring?"

"Who knows, no one has ascended for a thousand years, and no one here has lived to be a thousand years old, and no one has seen it!"

This rare scene in a millennium made everyone unable to take their eyes off. They all stared intently at Li Chen who was about to be baptized by the last thunderbolt.

Waiting is always tormenting. This last thunderbolt seems to be testing people's character, and it has not fallen for a long time.

Li Chen also remained motionless, with his eyes closed, as if he had lost all consciousness.

Everyone couldn't help becoming anxious.

At this moment, there was an ear-shattering roar in the clouds. When the roar sounded, there was a buzzing in my ears, and everything became blurred.

The last thunder came.

"Everyone back up quickly."

I don't know who yelled, and everyone hurriedly jumped far away.

The last thunder rolls in with dazzling sparks.

Everything in the world seemed to have disappeared, and all I could see was the mountain-like thick lightning skin splitting down from the air.

People look small and vulnerable under this lightning.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked over without blinking, for fear of missing any details.

The night sky was split, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and countless fireworks fell from the sky, splashing everywhere, igniting a little spark.

The man in the center of the thunder was surrounded by the fire, and he couldn't see any figure at all.

"Alive? How is it?"

"Not to mention 81, I can't bear even this last thunder."

"It's too scary what the cultivation base of the Mahayana period is like."

Everyone chattered, and their eyes drifted to Li Chen again.

The thunder and sparks dissipated, finally revealing the man in the middle.

He lowered his head slightly, knelt on one knee, and propped one hand on the ground, motionless, feeling lifeless.

Everyone didn't dare to speak out, but an idea appeared in their hearts.

Could this be a failure.

After all, the immortal once recorded that if the catastrophe is successful, the sky will emit colorful rays of light, and a bridge will be laid to lead the immortal who has successfully overcome the catastrophe.

But now let alone the colorful rays of light, even the dark clouds above the head have not dissipated.

Just when everyone was about to step forward to take a look, the man at the bottom of the pit stood up slowly while supporting the ground.

Li Chen, he is still alive.

The man managed to survive his last calamity and survived.

This is a happy event that has never happened in thousands of years.

Everyone who was infected by Fu Ling's death finally felt a glimmer of joy.

Li Chen's whole body was covered with injuries and scorched black, but after the thunder calamity, he couldn't feel any pain at all.

The sky and the earth became clear, and everything was in his eyes.

He didn't need to be reminded by everyone, he already knew everything that happened just now.

Li Chen's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. He had already come to the seal of Nether Abyss. Looking at Fu Ling, who was integrated with the seal and had not even left his body, his eyes were full of demonic energy.