Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

The divine sense swept across the wilderness, and countless monks gasped in horror at the first glance.

The next moment, a terrifying aura overflowed the battlefield, and most of his consciousness was crushed instantly.

Some monks screamed and fell to the ground abruptly, covering their eyes with their hands, trembling uncontrollably. The disciples of the sect went to help them, but found that the old master who used to be high above was either fainted, or bleeding from the seven orifices, or Pale complexion.

When the people around him investigated, they found that it was all because of their spiritual consciousness being damaged.

"Elder, what's wrong with you?"

"What the hell happened here? Is there an enemy attack?"

Under this accident, another half of his spiritual consciousness withdrew from his heart, not daring to venture forward.

The old Taoist He Guan, who had just escaped back to his spiritual consciousness, patted his chest with lingering fear, his face was full of life after the catastrophe, and when he saw a fellow monk supporting a white-haired old man sweating profusely, he kindly said: " Don't shake it, let it go."

"Uncle, come and see the master, did the master faint suddenly?"

"I can't die." Heguan old man waved his hand like swat a fly.

The little monk choked, although he didn't dare to throw his mentor on the cold floor, but his heart was relieved, and he blinked and looked at his uncle, hoping to solve his confusion.

Heguan old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "We just explored the battlefield of Wilderness River."

The little cultivator's eyes lit up: "Uncle, just now there was such a big commotion, was it caused by the sealing of that demon by the real immortals?"

"I don't know."

"But, you and the master are not..."

"What do you know, little fellow?" Heguan the old man scolded, seeing the little monk bowed his head and said nonchalantly, "Disciple knows his mistake", he said, "Let's put it this way, the whole world of the wilderness river is bound by countless chains. The package not only sealed the void, but I even suspected that it restricted the flow of time. My junior brother and I could only go around outside. Just now, for some reason, the forbidden spirit lock suddenly loosened the restriction, and we both poked inside along the thin crack. I saw what the sky is falling apart..."

The little monk exclaimed.

"Everything is enlightened, and the remaining prestige of the Great Dao has destroyed the river of wilderness up and down. I only see a piece of chaotic ruins, and I want to continue to investigate. However, how can the Dao Yun of a dozen or so immortals be so easy to bear?"

He pondered for a moment, then sighed, "We overestimated ourselves, thinking that our mastery of emptiness could hold us up, at least for a while, but in the end——with just one glance, that part of our spiritual consciousness was shattered, and I immediately back."

The little monk has not found his own way so far, and can only rely on the gods and strange wills and the elders' words to piece together imagination. After listening to it, while being in awe, there is infinite yearning in his heart...

But now, there are only a few left who solemnly stare at the river of wilderness wrapped in chains.

Although they had a lot of knowledge and were prepared in their hearts, they still raised their hearts for the horror of this "devil" battle.

The River of Wilderness has been completely broken, and there is no complete piece of land to be found.

The fire of supernatural power rose from the bottom of the abyss, climbing and swallowing into a sea of ​​red and black flames, as strange and beautiful as the burning red lotus, and as terrifying as the endless purgatory.

The vast sky is covered by a stretched picture scroll, the mountains, rivers and rivers hang upside down in the sky, silent, but they are far away from the sea of ​​fire.

Between the two, rocks and broken earth dance wildly in a tyrannical aura.

Afterwards, those who poked their eyes into this place found that the sea of ​​flames seemed to be sweeping towards one side consciously, turning into a raging tide, almost leveling off the sky.

And there was one person, with his toes on a red lotus petal at the top of the fire wave, holding a long spear and hunting in his robe, the monstrous sea of ​​flames obediently stopped at the tip of the spear.

A pair of hands appeared in the sky, the clothes piled up like snow, and the bones were as beautiful as porcelain. Looking at the ordinary size, they easily picked up the mountains and rivers that had turned into a small world.

The Chili Demon Lord and the Lianzhong Lord joined forces to trap the Shenjun firmly. Although he couldn't stop him from proving the way with his body, it made him unable to escape.

The old headmaster hunched over his skinny body and sat cross-legged in meditation. This gray-haired old man was exhausted in a short period of time, and his shape was like dead wood and rotten leaves.The sword master stood by his side, with a paper-white face as his protector, and the rest of the fight was fierce...

After checking the battle situation and finding the person he was most concerned about, several spiritual senses exchanged opinions with each other.

Although their expressions are different, there are a few things that they agree on, whether they are Daoxiu Demon Race or Monster Race.

"Lord Lianzhong lives up to his reputation."

"The Demon Lord is truly terrifying."

"Yuxin Academy sacrificed his life for righteousness, Dao Patriarch was far-sighted."

"Shenjun... We can't look at him directly..."

In addition, they are speechless, especially those with ancestors in the sect.

Participating in this battle are the king of the demon clan, the spiritual girl of the barbarian clan, the head of the Su family, and the Buddhist venerable... Just pull out any one, it is all legends that exist in the storybook of the cultivation world, but at this moment, the heavens and the earth are being attacked by demons. Jun and Lianzhongjun occupy, even the mysterious ice of the demon king and the sharp edge of the sword master can only be avoided. Under the sky, the mighty sword condensed with thousands of miles of purple energy is suspended in it, and it is about to strike.

As for the Shenjun... Shenjun's body is soaked in thick Dao Yun, and the Three Thousand Dao is faintly revealed. If he doesn't have the glazed Dao Heart, he dare not take a second look at all, otherwise he will only sink into Dao Yun, and will end up in the end of Dao Beng.

They are always embarrassed to say something to their children and clansmen:

"Your Majesty the Demon King! That's really terrible. It's alive and kicking after it's burned to the ground. It looks like there's nothing wrong with it. Phoenix Nirvana's life-saving ability is strong."

"Don't worry, our spirit girl is fine, even the strands of her hair are intact, why do you ask? It's not that the spirit girl is killing all directions, it's because she's shrunk into the tortoise shell."

Or, "The head of the family is majestic. The person who beat him ran away with his head in his arms. How many demons were killed? One of them was not killed, and the inner demon broke out, and he killed his own people."

Therefore, only those with high seniority shook their heads relying on their status, while those with young seniority vaguely said, "It's not good for a real monarch to sacrifice his life and forget his death."

Those with a special status like the spiritual girl Lanyue have no scruples. They just hate iron and steel, and said, "The big ones are haunted by demons, and the small ones are useless and useless." If you go to the devil world and forget your mother, if you chase after someone and get lost, it’s Haizhu’s children who will live up to them.”

The young master and the others were very satisfied with the performance of their new queen's strength. Except for the grand master who almost collapsed his face by grabbing his beard, even the grand master pretended to turn his back and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The demons are much more bold and unrestrained, exaggerating to their lord, making witty remarks without repeating the same, Bai Li and Jin Shasha cleared up their previous suspicions, shouldered shoulders like good brothers, and agreed to find a beauty together if Kyushu was not destroyed , Mutu yelled that they were so seductive and confused, if there was such a time, they should hold a celebration banquet for the king first...

Jun Changsheng's eyes were tearing, and he was furious: "How dare he! How dare he go back to the Longshou Mountain Range! How dare he?!"

However, Bai Xiao's eyes were full of sadness: "The master will sacrifice the sword with his body..." The cause caused by the gods has passed 5000 years, but it still needs the legacy of Tai Yizong to repay the evil consequences from generation to generation.

On the Inheritance Island, in front of the Taoist statue, the masters wore plain clothes and white satin hair, mourning silently.

……

"It's done." The old homeowner said two words tremblingly. He raised his head, and on his face, which was skinny and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, there was a pair of watery eyes. At this moment, he was extraordinarily calm. Mercy.

"Please," the old courtyard master stretched out his hands, raised them above his head, and bowed deeply, "The sword of heaven and earth!"

The old man lost all vitality at this moment, and the purple sword seemed to be held by a pair of invisible hands, and it was instantly unsheathed.

The sword master had a tight pain in his chest, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood. While supporting the ground with his sword, he raised his head and wiped the scarlet on his chin.

The monks watching here were silent at this moment, and could no longer pretend to be relaxed.

The death knell echoed over the Nine Islands, and the masters in Su Yi all bowed their heads.

Zhong Ying's golden pupils turned bloody, and his eyes turned red, but Jun unexpectedly paused, the Xuanyao jade pendant hanging around his waist kept shaking, he let go of the restraint, and a stream of warm light flashed out.

It was a jade ruyi handle with a hooked shell leaf, carved from spiritual jade, shiny and flawless, it stopped steadily in mid-air, as if someone was holding it with both hands standing on the clouds.

Daozu once engraved the training code of the demon body and immortal soul in it, and then gave it to Jun Buyi on the day when the god broke through the tower.

From then on, Jun didn't want to be respected as a Taoist ancestor, and because of his great kindness, he had a detached position in Yuxin Academy.

Unexpectedly, within a hundred years, you will become No. 1 in the immortal way, but you respect the master of the academy, and you have never held yourself to your status. Therefore, this jade ruyi has been useless and can only be piled in the corner to eat ashes, but you don't want it to appear today by itself. .

In an instant, Yu Ruyi swayed thousands of star chips, which fell on the rocky soil and turned into transparent remnants of souls.

There are old and young, there are demons, there are demons, and more are humans, but they all wear white robes and gold robes, with tassels around their waists, and a uniform system. They are just remnants of unknown ages, but they carry ancient meaning .

"What's the matter with these remnant souls?" The people watching here were puzzled.

Zhong Ying's eyes widened, astonishment flashed in his sparkling peach eyes, and the monstrous sea of ​​fire immediately restrained his ferocity, carefully avoiding the remnants of the stars.

He looked around, and after looking at Jun Buyi, he couldn't help but read each name:

"Qianyuan."

"Sanskrit, sincere appointment, gurgling..."

"Zhuang Qi..."

Without the Xie brothers and sisters, they died early in the battle of killing evil.

……

"master!"

"Uncle, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Senior Disciple..."

Jun Changsheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Just now, he wished he could rush over immediately, but now he staggered back, until Xiaohou lightly supported his shoulders.

There is nothing more timid than being close to the hometown.

"Qu Xingzhi, I really have you." Jun Changsheng's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the back molars, he couldn't tell whether it was a complaint or a sigh, but his thirsty and burning eyes were inadvertently covered with water, blurring his vision.

On the day when the Taiyi Sect was destroyed, he sat withered in front of the ever-burning lamps, watching the lamps of life go out one after another, powerless, and fell into a Shura from then on, feeling like a grieving ghost.

And the young boy who witnessed all this survived the accident and experienced all the hardships in the world, but his heart is still like a child.

Daozu established Yuxin Academy on the Longshou Mountain Range, not only to pass on the flame of the Taiyi Sect, but also to remember the deceased.

He is still recovering the countless innocent souls whose blood was splashed here little by little.

In this world, only Xuehui Shenjun can condense the soul fragments. Even the Taoist ancestor back then was helpless. He could only hide a little firefly candle in Yu Ruyi to nourish it, hoping that one day the remnant soul would be able to give birth to a moment of spiritual consciousness .

Daozu didn't do it before he ascended.

It wasn't until the sword tower tilted and Yu Ruyi re-recognized her master, and under various opportunities, she finally achieved her wish today.

The remnant souls heard the familiar address, some looked at Zhong Ying, some looked at Jun Buyi, some sighed at Yuxin Academy, and some seemed to see Jun Changsheng who was far away in Chongming Kingdom.

They signaled with a smile.

With just a smile, all the obsessions of the deceased towards the mortal world of the world will be wiped out, and finally they will all face the gods.

"Master."

"Master."

"God Lord..."

The remnant souls dragged their blurred bodies to perform the disciple salute.

It seems that they are not remnant souls, and this place is not a sea of ​​red lotuses, they are still immortal cultivators of the Taiyi Sect, Longshou Mountain is still a holy place in Kyushu, they are sitting in the preaching hall and making fun of each other, while the gods on the high platform hold the scriptures to explain for them Code.

Even if he was as indifferent as a god, his eyes were moved for a moment.

Half of his body was eaten away by the golden rune, half of his body was wrapped by Dao Yun, and the sea of ​​consciousness was entangled with evil fires from all directions. Huge and complex forces were pulling his physical strength, and his silver hair was circling in the flames. It was impossible to see how much he endured. pain and risk of death.

Lord Xuehui expressed his pity: "No wonder I can't find a single trace of your remnant souls here. It turned out to be hidden by Xiao Miaoer."

The remnant soul replied: "If Master wanted to find us, he would have found us long ago, and he would not wait until 5000 years later."

"You hate me as much as wolf cubs?"

"We don't hate you."

"That's right." Shenjun coughed twice, held back the smell of iron in his throat, and whispered softly, "The living will resent, be obsessed, and suffer, and the dead will not. You will be dusted long ago." To ashes to ashes.”

"..."

All the flesh and blood of the Taiyi Sect was buried in the Longshou Mountains, and there were more than a dozen Hedao Heavenly Immortals among them. If they had any resentment, then the Taiyi Sect was at its peak in 5000 years, and the ghosts and demons bred from the bones would be as terrifying.

However, no.

The river of wildness is empty.

Yuxin Jiudao has aura all year round.

Taixuan Daozu arranged the funeral of the Taiyi sect very properly.

"Then." Shenjun frowned slightly, "What obsession do you still have?"

There are tens of thousands of true disciples in the Taiyi Sect, and there has always been only one voice answering, but it can represent all of them.Because the soul is incomplete, it has gathered in one place for many years, and the consciousness merged at the moment of waking up, and the memory was cleared up.

"The disciple is here..."

The hoarse and deep voices, the crowing of birds and swallows, the warm and clear voices, and the childish voices... sounded at the same time at this moment, converging into a prehistoric tide, gurgling into the ears, and the desolation and sorrowful emotions in it seemed to shock the soul.

"Welcome to the Lord God!"

Tens of thousands of remnant souls with one voice bowed their sleeves to the god.

These four words, accumulated in layers of thick snow on Longshou Mountain, obliterated each vivid and romantic name on the tombstone.

The world is silent, the wind stops and the clouds stop.

Even Zhong Ying and Jun Buyi suspended the fighting because of this sudden change, and watched with cold eyes.Only the "click" produced by the rune corroding the scales and destroying the keel, the god stood alone, quietly, looking around, the kneeling and worshiping remnant soul stretched to the end of the field of vision.

"So you want me to die?" He seemed to want to smile, but unfortunately his arms had been crushed to animal powder, only the wide and broken sleeves dangled meaninglessly in the air.

The god raised his eyes.

The reputation of the big devil spread all over Kyushu, but many monks only dealt with Li Fangshuijing. It can be said that they hated Li Fangshuijing's cold-blooded lunatics. His eyes are so soft and gentle that it makes one's heart palpitate.

And even more exciting.

The golden chains hang down from mid-air, exactly the same as the body-protecting auras on the remnants of the souls, and the mystery array crushed by the old master and sword master, and they will penetrate the body of the gods in just a few words of conversation.

"Bang!" When piercing the shoulder blade, the chain suddenly exploded.

Shenjun whispered: "I don't want to."

The fog of spiritual light surrounding the remnants of the souls was dim, and they wept silently.