I'm afraid of myself

This time He Jinyang pulled the system out of the permanently offline state with a cruel heart, and even if it was pulled out, the system looked passive and sabotage.

【system:……】

He Jinyang: "..."

After a while, the system seemed to react and gave a pop-up window.

[System: The progress of the Great Sun Red Rhinoceros mission is 0, please keep up the host, and don't disturb the system if you have nothing to do. 】

He Jinyang "Hello!"

[System: Alright, alright, is it about the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable?All I can say is that he is special. 】

When the phantom of the pop-up window ended, He Jinyang immediately realized that it meant to run away after finishing speaking, and quickly asked from the level of consciousness: "Wait a minute, you should tell me, why only the Jie Zhan sword has a spirit, and the rest of the immortal weapons I've used it but it's still lifeless, I don't know where the spirit of the weapon has gone!"

[System: ... Is there such a thing? 】

He Jinyang: "Don't fight haha!"

[System: Alright, alright, let me just say that. 】

This unlucky golden finger still looks very helpless!

He Jinyang was covering his face in his heart, oh my god!

The system hesitated for a moment before answering He Jinyang's question in a nonchalant manner.

[System: Of course, this is because the system is too weak, so there is no way to give them a soul. 】

He Jinyang: "..."

[System: That's it, this system is gone, don't poke me if you have nothing to do, poke me depending on the situation, goodbye! 】

He Jinyang: "!!!"

I still remember the painting style of the system when I first traveled through time, like a pillar of the immortal way, a pillar of righteousness, and righteousness, I fooled him away, and then look at the painting style now...

After wiping his face, He Jinyang wondered if his golden finger was infected with a virus!

However... the system is weak, so it is really unexpected information that the immortal artifacts are not complete. The disappearance of the spirit is also understandable.

After pondering for a while, He Jinyang put away his thoughts and began to observe the restored magnificent hall in front of him.

Xiang Guangdian.

The main hall of the Eighty-eight Buddha Hall of Xiaoleiyin Temple is built with a number of ninety-nine to the acquired Buddhaland, avoiding the Buddha's dharma realm of the 81 Foshans of Daleiyin Temple in the West, so as to achieve the Buddhaland of Kyushu.

Although it is not as good as the innate state, the acquired method is also ingenious. Standing in the hall like this, it seems that there are Buddha's voice and Sanskrit singing echoing in the ears, and wonderful lotus golden flowers bloom under the feet, which should be regarded as a small western heaven in the world.

"One sword canopy."

Just as he was thinking of this, his eyes collided inadvertently. He Jinyang saw that His Majesty the Mozun, who had always been thoughtful, looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. There was a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and the very clear and beautiful face revealed the provocation of deliberately looking for trouble.

Ji Wuxia said softly in front of He Jinyang: "If I remember correctly, this is a trick realized by a powerful ancient man who slayed demons. One sword is because of one sword, and the canopy is because the sword is soaring. Like a canopy, under the cover, there is no complete corpse of the devil..."

His voice was nice, full of unknown rhythms as if he was singing, but the content sounded cold, as if he could see the blood flow into a river through time.

But even if he didn't say that on purpose, just based on the effect of the sword just now, everyone present knew that Ji Wuxia's description was accurate.

I just don't know what Ji Wuxia meant by this.

"..."

He Jinyang looked back at his playful eyes indifferently, neither flinching nor confused.

If it were someone else, they might really not know what Ji Wuxia meant by this, because a heavy killing with over ten thousand casualties under a single sword would be enough to make the other party have no time to care about him, but He Jinyang would not be like this, he even had the spare energy to deal with Ji Wuxia .

For example, at this moment, he could tell that this was Ji Wuxia's urging, and it was not enough to clear out only one Xiangguang Hall in the Eighty-Eight Buddha Halls.

It seems that he really wants to kill 8 people and Xiao Xitian.

After having this idea, He Jinyang suddenly let out a chuckle.

Maybe it was because his performance was so calm that after he laughed, even Ji Wuxia had goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was terrified.

The expressionless Shenfeng Xianzun smiled, half of the demon cultivators were worried about their heads back then.

Now He Jinyang smiled, his power was more than enough compared to the previous one.

Looking at Ji Wuxia's serious eyes, He Jinyang spoke at a leisurely pace.

"So have you figured out how to repay me?"

This work is not for nothing.

Ji Wuxia herself didn't realize that the heart that was hanging high fell back after the other party gave a definite answer, and said with a look that was half teasing and half deliberate: "I will never let you down."

"Then I look forward to it."

After speaking, he turned around and left. The black hair that had been scattered since the beginning of the battle raised a sharp arc slightly. He Jinyang and Ji Wuxia's seemingly ordinary questions and answers determined the life and death of tens of thousands of demon Buddhas on Wuyi Mountain.

Ji Wuxia pointed at the corners of her eyes, and the light in her eyes suddenly became much deeper.

He Jinyang's eyes that just passed by just stayed in his heart for a long time, making him wonder if he shouldn't give that thing to him.

There are ten devil emperors, and most of them have mysterious backgrounds. Among them, Ji Wuxia is ranked among the top three old-school devil emperors, and his age is beyond everyone's imagination. Therefore, those who can know his past are the only ones in the world of cultivation. Several people.

But even those few people don't know that Ji Wuxia once had the help of an ancient devil emperor when he was just transforming into form.The devil emperor had already died under the sword of the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable 2 years ago, and what met him and helped him practice was a remnant that could dissipate at any time.

Remnant thoughts are no better than remnant souls, souls still have the opportunity to survive by possessing their bodies, and remnant thoughts are Dao thoughts. If it weren't for the devil emperor's own cultivation level, this thought would be like a mortal's flash of thought at any time, and it could collapse at any time .

In this thought, Ji Wuxia saw the immortal who turned the entire cultivation world into a world of "immortals".

Although it was just a back view, and the corpses of demons under his feet were enough to grab anyone's attention, but through the eyes of the Demon Emperor, none of the people who saw that scene could move away from the body of Divine Wind Immortal Venerable.

There is a shallow white line, which condenses terror, majesty, extreme and pure likes and dislikes, so that after seeing him, there is no room for another scene in his eyes.

Since then, Ji Wuxia has had such a clear and definite immortal cultivator in his mind. He has traveled around the world for countless years, and has never encountered such a clear and definite immortal cultivator.

He used to think that there would be no second such person in the world, until He Jinyang appeared...

In the Immortal Awakening Conference, Immortal Sword Warriors wrote down the impression called Shocking.

Although he didn't feel as strongly in the next few games as before, Ji Wuxia still remembered why he participated in the Xianjue Conference.

It was because of chance that I saw the look in his eyes.

Harsh, extreme, majestic, pure likes and dislikes, black and white.

It's as if... Divine Wind Immortal Venerable is alive.

"He Jinyang, who are you?"

Mumbling to himself in a volume that no one could hear clearly, Ji Wuxia raised his head and looked at the sword light and Liuxue splashing past outside the hall, his expression was extremely deep for a moment.

To say that the mountain is sacrificed with blood is to sacrifice the mountain with blood.

The Jie Zhan sword flew up and down, outlining the cage of the sword light, and all the demon Buddhas were enveloped by the sword light, leaving only bones.

The demon energy covering the entire Wuyi Mountain to make it demonized, when it encountered the immortal energy brought by Jie Zhan, it all gurgled like boiling white water.

The whole Wuyi Mountain was boiling in front of He Jinyang.

Before today, He Jinyang didn't have a special understanding of his immortal body, but after today, he understood why the system said that he was the source of immortal energy.

The immortal energy that he didn't care much about in the past quickly assimilated the spiritual energy on the mountain through his hands, so that a fairyland on the ground was created here for a short time.

In the fairyland, those who practice immortality can get extremely strong boosts, and demon cultivators will be purified otherwise.The concentration of immortal energy on his body not only attracts many immortal cultivators in the cultivation world, but also mainly enables him to manipulate this power which is different from spiritual energy.It can play an unimaginable role in the future when fighting against Moxiu.

Raising his hand, looking at the milky white gas obediently wrapped around his fingertips, He Jinyang never imagined that the fairy gas that had wrapped the whole mountain into a cocoon came from his own body.

In order to be sure, he flew to a higher place with his own strength, and after stabilizing, he looked from the sky, and the billowing white waves formed an extremely astonishing sight.

The green trees and red flowers surrounded by it have become full of vitality, no longer as beautiful as when they first entered the mountain, but faintly bewitching, but this little favor is nothing. The celestial energy is ethereal, and the ten thousand zhang Buddha light occupies half of the sky along with the purple energy coming from the east.

Only then did He Jinyang realize that what he purified was not a mountain, but a Buddha statue that existed for thousands of years.

Under the light of the rising morning light, the whole Mount Wuyi is actually a lying Buddha.

He Jinyang's slaughter washed away the dust from his body, revealing the compassionate divinity of our Buddha.At this moment, a black shadow floated up, raised its hand to cover the sky, and blocked the clear light and dew, while the other hand grabbed the souls of tens of thousands of demon Buddhas, and wiped out the only remaining buddha spirit in the depths of the demon Buddha's soul. Squeeze out.

The scene can be described as inhumane, with souls wailing all over the sky. This is a torture that is even more cruel than Ling Chi. It can be said that even if the Buddha spirit is squeezed out, even if the Demon Buddha is lucky enough to be reincarnated, he can only become a dog like a pig. Human beings need countless reincarnations before they can be reincarnated as human beings.

And Ji Wuxia himself, who resorted to this method without blinking, has demon patterns on his face, and his smooth skin is shining with spiritual brilliance. He doesn't seem to care about the deaths of these demon Buddhas at all, just as he said [-] Demonic Buddhas, offering sacrifices to mountains with blood is an understatement.

The author has something to say: After all, Ji Wuxia is also a devil emperor, and even a demon king, and he doesn't blink when he is cruel.

He Jinyang: ... I knew that a long time ago.

Let me put it another way, your wife is more violent than this.

He Jinyang: ... (I don't know.)