Everyone dislikes the beautiful little apprentice sister crying, and the heaven is panicked

She immediately thought of her previous dream.

Senior Brother Jin Gang... Senior Brother Gongsun Xingchen...

They are at this time......!!

When she turned around, she saw Gongsun Xingchen was about to cut out his little Yuanying with a knife.

Zhuang Yaohua yelled, "Gongsun Xingchen, what are you doing?!"

"You idiot! Stop the fucking thing!"

Gongsun Xingchen's hand trembled, and before Zhuang Yaohua could make any move, he saw someone behind him hit him hard on the back of the head.

His knife was misaligned, so he failed to dig out his Nascent Soul.

When I turned my head, I saw a figure flying directly over everyone and into the sky.

Everyone was stunned, and then they saw King Kong standing in front of everyone and speaking to them.

"Everyone stop it."

Although his words were light, they were transmitted directly and fell on the heads of others.

"As for self-destruction of the soul, I am qualified."

King Kong spoke slowly.

"..."

"???"

"Are you qualified?!"

Zhuang Yaohua suddenly thought of her dream. She couldn't stop crying and flew forward.

The girl was barely supporting her body by stepping on the Mingyin Sword. She was almost numb from the infinite pain, and her head was also aching. At this time, Zhuang Yaohua...her mental disorder was very serious and she could hardly hold on any longer.

At this moment, she instantly thought of her past life.

It was like this in the previous life... It was like this when everyone in the Changsheng Sword Sect died.

Thunder rumbled in the sky and chaos ensued.

The atmosphere around me is muddy and hazy.

During the great war, everyone blew up the Cloud God in order to preserve the last dignity of the righteous immortal sect and to protect the last piece of clean land.

Scenes replayed before Zhuang Yaohua's eyes.

Zhuang Yaohua felt like her dantian was exploding with pain, and she might be dying.

She was beaten almost to death by the devil.

It was precisely because he was almost dying that the Demon King really thought that he could kill Zhuang Yaohua, so Zhuang Yaohua was able to barely hold the Demon King back and consume the Demon King's energy.

Zhuang Yaohua stood opposite King Kong and said bitterly: "Big Brother King Kong, what are you going to do?!"

After that, King Kong slowly said, "...Yaoyao, I lied to you."

: Actually, I am a person with great cultivation. When I was born, my master predicted that I was the reincarnation of Xuan Chezi, a great Buddhist cultivator from a thousand years ago. "

"I can predict the past and the future, I can predict a person's fate, I can predict everything... I can even predict more accurately than my master."

King Kong was in mid-air, speaking slowly, and suddenly a golden light emanated from his body.

At this moment, even the demon king behind him couldn't pull him down, and couldn't get close to him.

Zhuang Yaohua stared at King Kong in a daze.

Then, King Kong said with a smile, "I know...Mingyin Sword Master, your journey has not been easy."

"I want to tell you a lot... You worked hard in your last life."

"I will do the hard work for you in this life."

"I've said before, I will protect you, Senior Brother Gongsun Xingchen, and I will protect you too."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and slowly spoke to the people below: "A thousand years ago, the great Buddhist cultivator Xuan Chezi predicted that a thousand years later, there would be a great catastrophe in the immortal and demon worlds, and a savior would appear at that time, but the savior would die."

"...I have been practicing for a thousand years just to wait for this moment to come, just to wait for this moment, to resist death for you."

"After the catastrophe of death, Zhuang Yaohua, you are reborn."

After saying this, he used the light of his life's merits to slowly and completely separate his soul from his body.

This process is very painful.

But there was no trace of sadness or joy on King Kong's face. He even looked calmer than the old abbot of Jiyi Temple. He was so indifferent in the face of life and death.

Zhuang Yaohua understood what King Kong meant at this moment.

He has been practicing for thousands of years... and has accumulated immeasurable merits. His cultivation is no worse than that of the devil.

He is a Buddhist cultivator. Although Buddhist cultivators cannot comprehend other principles and their combat power is weak, if they cultivate great merits, they can bring their cultivation from their previous life with them in every reincarnation, and directly add up the cultivation of several lifetimes.

Then, ordinary people will definitely not be able to catch up with him.

He has been practicing for a thousand years. If he were to self-destruct his soul, the power... would be as strong as the self-destruction of the soul of a powerful Mahayana master.

So, he wants to exchange his own life for everyone else's!

Everyone in Jiyi Temple was stunned at this time.

Why do they want Xuan Chezi, a great cultivator from thousands of years ago? They only want their senior brother Vajra.

The monks all cried.

But they couldn't stop it.

Zhuang Yaohua stepped forward and tried to move, but she couldn't move at all.

King Kong just used some magic to freeze Zhuang Yaohua.

I don't know how he fixed it, but it's extremely solid.

Even Zhuang Yaohua, a powerful Mahayana master, couldn't control him.

Zhuang Yaohua could only pray continuously in her heart.

Lan Fu... Lan Fu! Aren't you the Way of Heaven? I beg you... to save Brother King Kong.

Save Senior Brother King Kong...Lan Fu, I beg you...Save Senior Brother King Kong.

His eyes were filled with tears. No matter how hard he tried to think, King Kong's body was falling apart.

The disciples below were almost crying to death.

Those powerful cultivators who had stabbed their dantian with knives were already stunned.

They were very anxious and wanted to replace King Kong, but it was of no use.

King Kong has now accumulated a thousand years of cultivation, which has directly made him a powerful Mahayana master.

No one below him has a higher level of cultivation than him, so how could they pull him down? !

However, at this moment, Jiumo flew directly into the sky.

He ignored anyone's obstruction, and ignored the powerful pressure from the Demon King that was about to burst his heart, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Blood slowly flowed from his forehead, unable to withstand the pressure. He yelled at the devil, "Stop it! I am the little devil in the devil world. I want to go back! I want to go back!" "I want to go back to the devil world. Take me back to the devil world and stop killing people!"

"I am the little devil king of the demon world. I have devil blood in my body. Look!"

As he said this, he cut his arm, and a drop of blood with evil spirit dripped onto the ground.

A small flower immediately withered on the ground.

The smell of blood... The Demon King's pupils shrank in shock, "This... This is... This is the smell that only the Demon Clan's royal family has."