Wu Changjie

"You, why can you..." Xie Bian remembered how they escaped from Kunlun in embarrassment before, "This is the snow demon we met before?".

"This is the snow demon who died here thousands of years ago." The blood on Fan Wuxi's face seemed to be sucked away by the evil thing, and his lips turned into a strange gray. ancient battlefield."

Xie Bian looked at the soul card in Fan Wuxi's hand in shock. He thought that the soul card could only be used to collect souls, such as Wu Zhi, but he didn't expect that it could also summon undead soldiers like the Heavenly Secret Talisman.Legend has it that Zongzixiao traveled all over the country during the ten years of his escape, looking for ancient battlefields and cemeteries everywhere, so the war that took place here thousands of years ago was just a few strokes in a book for them, but it was a soldier talisman for Zongzixiao. Hands, create a storm on the ground...

It's just that this soul card is obviously much worse than the Tianji Talisman, and Fan Wuxi's cultivation is also much worse than Zong Zixiao's, otherwise Jiang Qulian wouldn't have to spend so much trouble.

Fan Wuxi held the soul card in his hand and pointed at the fire dragon.The snow demons responded to the order, raised their heavy feet, and ran towards the fire dragon.

"Zong Zixiao, you are doing something bad!" Jiang Qulian was so angry that he turned into a cloud of red mist and swooped down from the sky, pounced on Fan Wushi.

A blue figure drifted past at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and collided with the cloud of red mist.

With a sound of "clang", Jiang Qulian grabbed Lan Chuihan's sword with one hand, blood flowed down the silver blade to the edge of the sword, and then dripped into the snow.

This was not the only bright red where the two confronted each other. Lan Chuihan's injured leg was also bleeding, and the wound that was about to heal burst open again because of this battle.

Jiang Qulian withdrew his hand. Looking at the blood on his palm, he was stunned, and then "tsk", mockingly said: "It's just a puppet body, what's the point of doing this?"

Lan Chuuhan stared at him: "Brother Yun, everything in front of me is fake. You should be a man of blood and morality. For your own selfishness, do you want tens of thousands of people to be buried with you?"

Jiang Qulian looked at Lan Chuihan sideways, and said with a sneer, "You have some sort of 'friendship' with me, so why do you assert what kind of person I am? Oh, I'm not human at all, I'm a ghost." He lightly He flicked his hand lightly, and the blood flowing from his palm turned into strands, wrapping around his left hand and even his entire arm. In the end, that pale and slender hand turned into a ghost claw as thick and rough as a dragon scale.

"You once said that I am your only friend and the only person who has seen your true face. We have been friends for ten years, isn't it nothing?" Lan Chuihan said angrily, "You and I have our own way, I just want to I advised you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and I never forced you, but you want to take the lives of 26 people from Chidi City to threaten the Celestial Master, it is absolutely devoid of conscience."

"Heavenly conscience." Jiang Qulian sneered, "What is heavenly conscience? If heaven has a conscience, how can it cause all living beings to suffer."

"Don't talk nonsense with him." Xie Bian raised his sword and stabbed, "Red King, I know that you have been coveting me for many years and want my pill, so come and get it!"

"What a big tone." Jiang Qulian narrowed his eyes, "If I really wanted to take your pill, I would have done it when you were a little yellow-haired boy!"

Dozens of snow demons jumped on the fire dragon together, using ice to trap the flames. Those snow demons melted when they met the fire, but soon revived from the snow, like a group of blood-sucking insects possessing beasts, seemingly innocuous , but inexhaustible.

The snow demon scattered the fire dragon's attack, Zhong Kui and Li Buyu kept sneaking up, the monks took advantage of the opportunity to divide into eight groups, and began to deploy the magic formation, the voices of chanting spells gradually became one, and one after another magic talisman shone in the air.

Jiang Qulian was extremely angry, and turned into a cloud of red mist again, attacking Fan Wushi.

Xie Bian and Lan Chuihan blocked him at the same time.

The fire dragon kept freezing and melting. It was extremely irritable and spit out flames like crazy. Although it interrupted the formation of the monks several times, someone soon made up for it.The ice-condensed parts on Huolong's body are very small, but there are more and more of them. Gradually, there are large pieces of ice, and it shows fatigue for the first time.

"Brother Lan, Brother Lan." Xie Bian has recovered his previous life memory, thinking that this person is his great-grandson, this "Brother Lan" is really awkward, but he is used to it, so it is difficult to change his mouth, "Use 'Xia Qianchun Shen' locked him up three ways."

"it is good."

Xie Bian was proficient in three sets of swordsmanship at this time, but he knew how to cooperate just by seeing Lan Chuihan's rising style.

Fan Wuxi's eyeballs became more and more cloudy, summoning and controlling dozens of snow demons with his current cultivation level almost hollowed him out.It took him four years to complete this soul card, during which hundreds of pieces were wasted. Only this one can barely exert the power of the Heavenly Secret Talisman. Once it is used, it will expose his identity and overdraw his spiritual power. It is used to save lives.

But Zhong Kui would rather die than summon the Donghuang Bell, and if the fire dragon is not extinguished, Jie Bian would hate him to death.

The fight here was fierce, and the fire dragon was also struggling frantically in the demon formation that was about to take shape. It quickly twisted its body in mid-air to shake off the snow demon, and the third fire eye began to flicker on and off.

"Be careful, its purple eyes!"

The fire dragon let out a long howl, and the fire eyes shot out a purple awn again. It was like a long and sharp knife that could cut open the sky and the earth.

When the upper body fell to the ground, the lower body was still standing in place, and they crawled forward screaming with half of their bodies. The scene was extremely cruel.

Fan Wuxi let out a low growl, squeezed out the last spiritual pressure from the spirit vein, injected the soul card, and knelt on the ground with weak knees.

The snow demon that was melted into snow water was reborn again and threw itself on the fire dragon.

Opening the third fire eye made the fire dragon lose its breath for a while, and the frost on its body condensed in pieces.

"Quickly set up the formation, quickly set up the formation—" Li Buyu shouted.

The monks made up for the casualties and "weaved" the magic formation again. The stronger the fire dragon's perception of danger, the more ferocious the struggle.

"Hold on, the Demon Subduing Formation will be completed soon!" Song Chungui roared.

Countless talismans hovered in the sky, with the fire dragon as the eye of the formation, clear totems and spells gradually appeared on the snow, and the demon formation was completed!

However, before everyone could be happy, the fire dragon suddenly screamed and frantically swung its tail. Its body was like a volcano erupting, ejecting magma and fireballs.Dozens of snow demons were like ice cubes placed on the iron. Seeing it melt, the frozen part of the fire dragon sprang into flames again.

The soul card in Fan Wuxi's hand instantly shattered into powder, his body fell heavily to the ground, his mind was in a daze, and his half-closed eyes searched for the only person who touched his heartstrings in the chaos.

"Don't retreat—" Song Chungui had bulging veins on his forehead, frantically injecting spiritual power into the formation.

But the flying magma and fireballs forced the monks to protect themselves, and a flaw appeared in the newly formed magic-subduing array.

"Fellow daoists, give Zhong Kui a helping hand." Zhong Kui jumped into the air, and the Qingfeng sword stabbed straight at the third fire eye of the fire dragon.

The fire dragon was trapped, watching the huge sword fall from the sky, like the judgment of the gods.

With a pop, the Qingfeng sword stabbed hard into the purple fire eye.

The fire dragon's body froze for a moment, and then let out a shrill and painful hiss, and the dragon's body twitched crazily.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa .

Suddenly a purple light shot out from the fire essence, like the last light of the fire dragon's life, the Qingfeng sword of a generation of magic soldier turned into a wisp of black smoke, Zhong Kui's body was thrown into the air, he kept shrinking, shrinking again, When it fell to the ground, it had returned to its original form, but it was no longer complete.

Xie Bian let out a heart-piercing cry, he rushed to Zhong Kui desperately, and knelt down in front of his master.

Zhong Kui's left arm, together with his left chest and heart, disappeared out of thin air, and a corner of his gold and jade clothes was missing, exposing charred flesh and dying internal organs.

"Master, Master..." Xie Bian's body was trembling badly, his eyes were blurred, his heart seemed to be cut to pieces, the pain was so painful that he was about to die.He desperately poured spiritual power into Zhong Kui's body, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Zhong Kui's eyes, which are always bright, are gradually losing their brilliance. He looks at Jie Bian with all his strength, and uses his last strength to grab a corner of Zhi Bian's clothes, just like Xie Bian did when he was a child. at the corner of his clothes.He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Disciple...prepare good wine for teacher...."

"Master—" Xie Bi'an burst into tears, heartbroken.

Zhong Kui gave him all that he wanted but didn't get in his previous life. This person is not only his master, but also his benefactor, his father, his confidant, someone he wants to take care of and be filial to all his life.

With the will to die, he traveled thousands of miles to Kunlun just to prevent Zhong Kui's death, but in the end he couldn't beat the destiny? !

He refuses to accept it!He refuses to accept it!He refuses to accept it!

Why did he have to lose his loved ones again and again in his past and present lives, reincarnated, even if he risked his life, he couldn't protect the one he wanted to protect.What evil did he do to be tormented by the destiny?

Perhaps at this moment, no one in the world who covets his golden elixir wants to open up his own guts and dig out this cancerous tumor planted in the karma of reincarnation.Everyone around him will end up dying because of him.

he!No!Clothes!

Volume Six: Birth and Death Impermanence