Master respects him by serving the devil

The Kunlun Moon is too huge, almost occupying the entire top of Kunlun, let alone extending to the height of Lihentian. If all the muddy water inside pours out, not to mention completely submerging Kyushu, at least the common people and the city cannot be kept.

The wise venerables of Xianmen have sent people to inform the disciples halfway up the mountain, asking them to go back to evacuate the people in the sect, and help the common people along the way. As long as they are there and alive, everything else is easy to talk about.

But people in Kunlun cannot all leave, and someone must stop this disaster.

They keep saying that the world is moral and righteous, and that the people of the common people are not all the same people. In the face of disasters, how many people will understand the truth that one is prosperous and the other is damaged.

Even if they escape by virtue of their ability, where can they escape?

Kyushu is gone, the fairy gate is gone, homeless, nowhere to stay, and in the end it would be better to die.

At this time, Shi Jueming took Zhuoguang, who was the leader of the immortal sect, to guard Kunlun to the death, and built a barrier on the spot to block the flood. Nie'er and Zhuoguang will rely on you, the big brother, to help them out in the future."

Du Heng: "...Master, I'd better stay and help you."

"Stupid! You can't stop a hundred of them if you stay. You just saw that just a little bit of this water will destroy all your spiritual power, and you won't even have time to escape!"

In a blink of an eye, the torrent of water that was blocked by the barrier had flooded the ground higher than the hill, pressing against the translucent barrier, and the flood was still rising.

Shi Jueming exerted another force of spiritual power, his whole body became tense due to exertion.

"I didn't tell you to run away. Nie'er is still in a coma. If you and I can't go back, what will you do to Zhuoguang? What will you do to Nie'er? Is he just lying there waiting to die?"

"I have always trusted you, you are my most proud disciple, shouldering the responsibility of a senior brother."

With the determination to die, an elder slapped Du Heng off the mountain with his palm. At that moment, between the two was a torrential flood that burst out from the crack in the barrier, submerging Shi Jueming. Among them, after removing all the spiritual power in his body, he felt soft and gradually mediocre.

As the Lord of Zhuoguang Mountain, as the head of the Immortal Sect, he did his best.

I thought I was going to be submerged in the muddy water, but was lifted up by a treetop and jumped into the air in an instant.

He saw a man in black, with dark eyes, and said to him in a low voice: "The mountain master has done his best, take them home."

Shi Jueming looked in the direction Su Ye pointed, and saw a huge wooden boat floating in the middle of the Weishui. The wooden boat was made of Jianmu trees, and the colorful colored glaze was dyed strangely by the pitch-black water. The disciples who fell into the water, they panicked that they lost all their spiritual power and feared death, hugged into a ball and trembled all over.

As for the leader of the ferry, the man in cape hat and hat has no timidity in his body, and firmly controls the oars. He is the ferryman at the foot of Zhuoguang Mountain.

"The master of the mountain has a high level of cultivation. He was only contaminated with a little water just now, and his spiritual power has not been completely lost. Those young disciples are different. I told them not to touch the water. That level of cultivation is not enough for the water to absorb."

When he said this, his tone was so relaxed that it didn't look like a catastrophe was coming, and there was a sick smile on the corner of his lips. If he hadn't really saved people, he would probably only be regarded as a demon who wanted to destroy the world.

A steady stream of powerful spiritual currents spewed out from his palm, repairing Shi Jueming's broken barrier just now, and at the same time, he was still taking care of another cracked barrier.

Kunlun Moon collapsed, but it didn't collapse completely, only a few places collapsed from the cracks in the eggshell.

Su Ye took care of the two barriers by himself, Monk Huaishan tried his best to support one, and the remaining one was supported by a few celestial venerables who were willing to stay, and it was in jeopardy.

The ground of the enchantment was getting higher and higher, and the flood water was also rising higher and higher, and the pressure suddenly increased.

Someone suddenly realized that the water was gushing out from the Kunlun moon, and it was continuous, as if it was not dry, not to mention that it was only cracked in four places, and it was already like this. If there are more cracks, it will not be able to stop , It’s still better to think about it, if the whole Kunlun Moon collapses and the muddy water inside gushes out all at once, they will die!

No, not only was he dead, even the price he paid before was meaningless.

Because they are just blocking, and there is no way to return the flood water or divert it to other places, because this thing does not belong to Kyushu, it comes from the sky.

It's God's punishment!

And the culprit of all this is Su Ye!It's Kunlun Demon Lord!

"How the hell can you stop it? It doesn't matter if you exhaust your cultivation!"

"At least hold on for a while, wait until they leave Kunlun, wait until they find a safe place, and wait until the common people of Kyushu get the news to evacuate."

The awareness of these words could not be more obvious. The purpose of their defense is not to reverse the situation, but to buy time for others to survive. So what should they do for these guardians?

Do you wait to die when you can't hold on anymore?

Some people quit, hesitantly withdrew the spiritual power of the palm, and withdrew a few people, and the remaining people would have more difficulty.

"Are you going to be a deserter?!"

"So what about deserters? They're going to die... Even if I die, I'll go back and die with my wife and children!"

"you……!"

"Get out of here—!"

A thousand-foot-high water wave hit, and several people were caught off guard, and they suddenly looked up. It was the Kunlun Moon that had cracked again.

The gap was on Kunlunyue's waist, and the height was unreachable. It was a height that mortals could not climb at all. The black water pouring from the gap was as painful as a knife when it hit the body due to the drop.

The few monks who were drenched in the water had tried their best to avoid it, but they were still drenched, and most of their cultivation bases were lost in an instant. When they habitually mobilized their own power, but found that their spiritual veins were almost empty, then This feeling is extremely terrifying, no less than removing an arm or a leg.

Without the help of several people, it will be even more difficult to resist the torrent, let alone the flood water pouring from high altitude.

Although they are immortals, they are all mortals. Even if they intend to resist the flood, the height of Yujian will never be able to touch the gap in that high place.

The muddy water poured down, rolled up thousands of layers of huge waves, and rushed towards the world. Even if the exhausted monk ran with all his strength, he couldn't keep up with the flow of the flood, and was soon swept up in the torrential torrent , Struggling, the deserter who has unloaded all his spiritual power is not as good as a mortal, and is instantly submerged by Hong Tao.

Soon, the monsters and monsters on the mountainside were all swept down by the flood. They are the products of spiritual energy, unlike human beings. Without spiritual power, at least they have a mortal body, and they can still have life. For a moment there was nothing left.

After Weishui annihilated the monster beast, it ran wildly and raged towards the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

But when he rushed to the foot of the mountain, he was intercepted by a transparent barrier. He was caught off guard and slapped on the barrier, and then burst out a thousand-foot-high wave.

Lie Lie's white clothes fluttered in the air, his blue hair fluttered, and he landed on the ten-winged flying fish, like a god.

While supporting the barrier, he yelled at the huge boat that Jianmushu turned into: "Quick retreat! Get out of Kunlun!"

The ferryman standing at the bow held the boat firmly, and shouted at the top of his voice amidst the huge hum of the torrential flood: "What about you, Immortal?"

Standing tall in the air, Bai Ruo stared at Kunlun Yue's tiny black shadow with one diminutive eye.

"I want to stay in Kunlun, I will try my best to prevent this disaster, I will..." accompany him.

He didn't say any more, and freed his hands to control the spiritual power to push the giant boat. The giant boat slowly passed the barrier. Inside the barrier was a monstrous flood, and eternal night was approaching. Outside the barrier, at least temporarily, it was safe. That barrier will not disappear, and the entire Kyushu is still safe.

Most of the giant boats are young disciples from the fairy sect who came halfway up the mountain. Their purpose in coming to Kunlun was to eliminate harm for the people and eradicate the demon lord. The boats and boats flee for their lives, the confusion becomes more confused, and the fear becomes more terrifying.

The ferryman fixed his eyes on the floating white figure that was getting further and further away, clasped his fists in both hands, and bent down to pay respects.

People in the world cultivate immortals for the sake of becoming immortals, but how many people really do it for the sake of the common people?

The ferryman opened his throat and sang, his rough voice suppressing the deafening torrent.

"The Lord did not cross the river, but the Lord crossed the river. If you cross the river and die, what will you do?"

The singing sound penetrated the barrier, crossed Kunlun, and reached Bai Ruoyi's ears.

Knowing that you can't do it...

As soon as Bai Ruo knew that the ferryman's song was sung for him, there would be no way back for him to go, and he would drown in the endless torrents.

……

As if wanting to use up all the strength in his body, Su Ye blocked the two cracks, and tried his best to separate a spiritual flow to block the crack on the Kunlun moon roof.

little effect...

The more people's spiritual power swallowed by the water, the stronger the power that will be supplied to the Kunlun Moon. Except for the five cracks that have already burst, the Kunlun Moon is still cracking, and it is uncertain when it will collapse. If the entire Kunlun Moon If the water flows to Kyushu, not only will they perish, but the entire Kyushu will also be completely submerged.

Afraid of what to come.

"Crack-"

"Hurry up, hurry up! It's too late, it can't be blocked, it's about to collapse!"

Some people fled, and some went retrograde.

Before the cultivators who stood at the crack had time to scold their mothers, someone replaced the one who had just escaped.

"It's so fucking strange, they all want to escape, why are there people rushing to die?" The cursing monk gritted his teeth and looked to the side, "Oh mom, I'll go, where is the beautiful girl?" !"

The one who came on the bench was Qionglou Yuyu, who was at the bottom of the Eight Great Immortals. Qionglou Yuyu was all female cultivators, and most of them practiced mending techniques. It is really absurd to ask them to resist the torrent.

But seeing those girls raising their eyebrows and furiously, standing firmly under the barrier, and not timid in the face of the huge waves, everyone couldn't help admiring them from the bottom of their hearts.

"Have all the male cultivators in Kyushu died? Let the female cultivators who are not good at defense come to the top?"

Su Ye yelled angrily across the air, with the water curtain swaying in front of his eyes, he saw the people standing below.

Lou Xizi was bleeding from the corners of his lips due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, but he still looked up at him with a flowery smile, "Brother Su, don't worry, we can hold on, Kyushu is our home, if nothing else, we have to do it for ourselves Go for it."

He saw Jun Qichi who came here after hearing the news, this man he had never been used to, the man who had been avoiding and ignoring human affairs, was actually resisting the torrent, "If Kyushu is gone, where am I going to wait for her? "

When he saw Yun Tan, his master had run away, but he, his direct disciple, was willing to stay, "Master said that the benefits of Yunmiao Mountain are more important than anything else. Master also said that Kyushu will rely on Yunmiao Mountain in the future. If Kyushu If it’s gone, what is Yunmiao Mountain?” He was just a silly boy who believed all the lies and the truth.

……

Su Ye suddenly regretted it. Before the incident happened, he kept saying that he could give up everything for Bai Ruoyi, and was willing to cut down Kunlun to help Bai Ruoyi get rid of the shackles of the common people.

It may cause many people to lose their cultivation, and they may die in pain. Many people may die, but it will pass in the end. From then on, people in the world will no longer believe in ghosts and gods, and they will no longer be bound by Bai Ruoyi.

However, in order to save him, Bai Ruoyi hurt himself again...

But when everything is out of control, Su Ye will ridiculously pin his last hope on praying to God and worshiping Buddha. He also wants to ask heaven, if there is any way to save Bai Ruoyi, he can pay any price, as long as Bai Ruoyi If only I could live...

When he saw with his own eyes that Jun Xie asked the sky and disappeared without any results, he probably knew...

There is no god in the world, and the age of the gods has long been annihilated.

Everyone's heart must be guarded by themselves, and everyone's destiny must be controlled by themselves.

If we can't live together, why not die?

Since Bai Ruoyi couldn't survive, how could Su Ye live alone?The moment he understood, he always thought, if Huang Quan met, his hands were stained with the blood of the entire Kyushu, would Bai Ruoyi hate him or suffer?

Either way, Su Ye didn't want to see it, he regretted it.

The cut Kunlun can never be hung back, and the broken jade can never be put together again, but can you be forgiven for your hard work?At least make up, remedy.

Besides... unless a miracle could save him.

There was no miracle, so Su Ye wanted to die.

He desperately spent all his spiritual power to repair the cracks, his eyes were cracked, his eyes were scarlet, and he shouted at the people under the moon in Kunlun: "You fucking save your own life, don't die, come here! Next, I don't want to be scolded by him either!"

There are not many people who understand this sentence without beginning and end.

They haven't reacted yet, this Kunlun Moon can't hold it anymore, the speed of the cracks is getting faster and faster...

"Click - click -"

"Wow——"

at last!

Huge waves poured down from the sky thousands of feet high, as magnificent as stormy waves, and as loud as thousands of people beating drums.

It was as if a hole had been broken in the sky, causing the sea water to pour in.

That was the height that they could not escape even with their swords. They could only wait for death. No one was afraid. They stuck to their posts conscientiously, stared at the crack in front of them with all their attention, and poured all their spiritual power into them, as if they were holding their last savings. Give it a go.

The expected fear of being washed away and submerged by the muddy water did not come as expected. Only when they regained consciousness did they realize that a half-transparent white lotus was blooming above their heads. It was an extremely powerful enchantment barrier, which not only protected them , It also prevents the water from flowing down Kunlun and towards Kyushu.

"We...are not dead?"

"It's Immortal Venerable! Tatsumi Immortal Venerable! He is not dead!"

The cultivator with excellent eyesight was able to confirm his identity only by relying on the white dots looming from afar, and shouted joyfully: "No mistake, no mistake! Only a fairy can lay such a huge barrier!"

Soon, that figure rushed towards him at a very high speed. His face was firm and sharp, his eyes were cold and sharp, his whole person was sacred and inviolable, but almost no one could notice that his face of disastrous defeat was no different from that of the world.

It's just a dead person, forcibly clung to his body and unwilling to leave.

He squandered his spiritual power, and when he was inexhaustible, he quickly repaired the defensive barrier for the monks under the moon in Kunlun, and then flew to the monk Huaishan who was holding up a crack by himself.

Monk Huaishan had always looked calm and neither sad nor happy, but when he saw Bai Ruoyi coming to his side, his brows suddenly became sad, "Why bother the immortal."

Bai Ruoyi's lips turned even paler, "I thought that protecting Kyushu was just controlled by my divinity, and I always did what I had to do, but without my divinity, I was completely free, and only then did I realize that I was willing to protect Kyushu Yes, I am not forced by anyone, I hope that the world I created, which brings me warmth and truth, can always exist..."

He looked up at the shadow flickering on the dome, and suddenly smiled, "Besides, I'm destined to be buried in the same cave with him, so it's not good to leave him here alone."

After repairing the cracks under the Kunlun Moon, Bai Ruoyi soared into the air. He felt that his hands had lost consciousness, and half of this body could no longer be controlled by him. The spiritual vein was burned, emitting the last light and heat.

His body was about to fail, but he still wanted to see him again and help him.

As long as he, the master, is still by his side, he will not let him bear it alone.

Even if they are buried underwater, their bones should embrace each other and never separate.