Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

The roar was buried in the chaotic clouds and gradually disappeared. The monks of the four states were shocked when they heard the hatred revealed by that voice from a distance, and it took a long time to recover.

Then the Fengtian Sword sacrificed into the chaos uttered a sword cry, and Shi Zun knew that the Supreme Divine Artifact of Western Heaven Bliss had suppressed the evil obstacles in the chaos... The killing slowly calmed down, the red light and dark clouds dissipated, and he revealed Shallow regret, after all, that monk has known him for thousands of years, maybe he shouldn't have brought him out of the ruins back then, no matter what way he was practicing, he had to fight in the end, and Buddhist practice could not be taken away, so he closed it with the rosary in his hand. The eyes covered the complicated eyes, and the Buddhist scriptures were muttered in his mouth.

Seeing the disappearance of the statue of Fuxi, the monks from all over the world also felt a sense of loss. The stern roar before the ancient demon's execution made people feel sad, as if he had lost something very important, didn't it seem like ...It must be because they lost something more important than their lives, so they have such desperate despair in their resentment... A group of monks felt at ease because of being punished by monsters, but they couldn't help but feel melancholy under the influence of demons .

In the depths of the chaos, the long sword pierced a tall and stern man on a black boundary marker. It was the boundary marker of the bliss of the Western Paradise, engraved with Buddhist words and Zen techniques, and the immortals, monks and Buddhas who approached could feel the universal light of the Buddha, like bathing warm sun...

However, for monsters, placing a boundary monument is like lying on pins and needles. Shui Wufeng was nailed to this monument. The dual souls in his body were suppressed by the sword intent, and he fell into a long sleep in a daze. His body was corroded and wounded. Unaware, until the killing that forced into the soul touched a soul contract shared by the two souls.

The dual souls of both demon and Buddha trembled...

"Don't..." Holding the long sword with his slender fingers, he lifted his body with great effort to resist the long sword and pull himself off the stone tablet. The sword spirit of the long sword exuded cold murderous intent and stabbed deeper. The dark red blood flowed over the surface of the stele along the cracks, covering the engraved Zen words on it...

The soul bond was worn away bit by bit, and the stern face was distorted. The monster lay on his back on the stone tablet and slid out two drops of blood with his eyes closed. The deep and hoarse voice made his heart ache: "When I beg you... Give it back to me...I won't take revenge, I don't want to cultivate...Please, give him back to me...Yang Ye..."

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in chaos

The long black flag was inserted in the clouds and mist. It lost the aura of its master and still dutifully protected a thin figure. There was a bitter wind blowing around, and the shattered flag flew up, making a stern sound.

The formation behind him had stopped functioning. Feng Yangye's robe was drenched with sweat, and he fell weakly on the ground alone. He felt that the soul deed was disappearing little by little, and he curled up in fear, desperately using his soul He tried his best to redeem it, and since the soul contract was gone, he would not know whether the Taoist companion was alive or dead.

"Twelve..." After a few quarters of an hour, the soul contract was finally dispelled. Feng Yangye's eyes were red, and he clenched his teeth and clutched his dantian, which was still in severe pain. He was not sure before Shui Wufeng had an accident. He can't die, he can't let Shui Wufeng not find him when he comes back.

Feng Yangye endured the pain for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab the shaft of the Changxuan Chihalberd, when a man in a Chinese robe suddenly appeared in the cloud and mist, looking at him with empty eye sockets.

"Fuxi?" Feng Yangye supported his body and turned to look at this person, with a bitter expression on his face, hesitant for a few moments and cowardly begged for mercy: "Please...don't kill me." I can't die, I'm going to find ten Second...he was hurt...

"Of course I won't kill you, good boy, come with me," Fuxi smiled warmly, and stretched out a wide palm towards the head. Excellent, it is simply rare and hard to find in the world, such an opportunity is in front of him, of course he will not kill this bloodline that can help him overcome the catastrophe.

Looking at his empty eye sockets, Feng Yangye always felt that there was a coldness hidden behind that smile, he huddled behind the black banner alone and did not dare to move, the Changxuan Chiji was severely damaged in the fierce fight just now, and he was warming the banner Thousands of demon generals who were wounded and dying were shot, and the spirit of the weapon could not transform into a human form, so they had to dump the shaft to try to protect him.

The Human Sovereign waved his hand without changing his face, the long flag shattered even more, and Qi Ling made a painful sound, and he grabbed the shaft and pulled it away, "Don't be afraid... remember, your surname is Feng, you are my descendant, I will not harm you."

The big hand moved towards the long and slender arm of the sect master, and a figure suddenly appeared between the two of them, pushing away the Emperor's hand: "Don't touch him!"

"Second Uncle..." Feng Yangye looked at the man who came out from the streamer and stood in front of him, and stretched out his hand to grab his robe, his panic didn't abate at all. Fuxi is the emperor, and Feng Banfeng can't beat him .

"Huh..." Fuxi smiled even more, and put his hands behind his back: "So there is another child I don't know..."

Feng Banyuan, half-mad and half-mad, tightly guarded the person behind him, "Don't get close to him, I know what you want to do!"

"I'm not afraid," Fu Xi finally showed a cold expression, he stretched out his hand to catch Feng Banyuan, who broke out and stabbed at him with a long sword.

Human Sovereign's palm was slashed bloody, the smile on his face turned cold, and under the pressure of spiritual power, he pinched Feng Banyuan's neck, "The talent is good...it's a pity that he has misbehaved and dared to bully his master and destroy his ancestors. "

He tightened his five fingers and strangled Feng Banyuan's throat, Feng Yangye's eyes widened and he tightly grabbed his robe, the golden core that had been crushed repeatedly could not release his spiritual power at this time, he could not even resist Can't do it: "Don't kill him..."

Fuxi didn't intend to stop, he coldly looked down at Feng Yangye who was begging for mercy, his expression was as cold as ice, and when he was about to strangle the neck of the person in his hand, the annoying soul that had repeatedly crushed before appeared again, condensing in his body On the wrist, there was tearing bleeding, and the cramping pain in his hand made him let go of his fingers. Feng Banyuan fell to the ground, clutching his throat, sacrificed the magic weapon and inserted it into his leg bone, turned around and pulled Feng Yangye to leave.

Anger burst from his heart, Renhuang pulled out the long sword stuck in his leg, and threw it with his hands, the sword pierced Feng Banyuan's back heart and hit the ground.

"Second uncle..." Feng Yangye wanted to catch his second uncle's fallen body, but he had no strength at all, so he fell to the ground, trembling and covering the fist-sized bloody hole on Feng Banyuan's body, the wound It pierced through the dantian, and the golden core was crushed in an instant. The headmaster was stunned for a while and wanted to stop the bleeding in a panic: "Second Uncle...it's okay, I'll take you away, you'll be fine..."

"Yangye, let's go... let's go..." Feng Banyuan glanced at Renhuang who was entangled behind the Changxuan red halberd, and pushed his nephew's arm with difficulty. Not far away.

"I won't go...Second Uncle, I'll help you heal..." Feng Yangye clutched his wound tightly and forcibly used his golden elixir, trying to heal Feng Banyuan, when Changxuan's red halberd suddenly hit him Around - the shaft instantly penetrated Feng Banyuan's heart.

"Second uncle!" Feng Yangye held his breath, raised his head in disbelief and watched Fuxi pull up the long flag, and smiled at himself: "Good boy, it's time to go..."

Feng Yangye's mind was blank as he watched the man stretch out his hand towards him, his eyes turned red little by little, and tears began to fall down like broken threads.

"I don't want it, get out of here...don't touch me!" Feng Yangye was stunned and then pushed Fuxi's hand away, hugging Feng Banyuan who was pierced through his body and lost his vitality instantly, roaring hysterically a few times While crying, dragging Feng Banyuan to move his body back, "I won't go with him...Second Uncle, don't leave me..."