burning lamp

The sound of the dragon's cry can startle the three worlds and reach the heavens, not to mention that Xie Fengshu has become a demon.For a moment, all within the six realms felt the tremor of the earth.

The fairyland above the nine heavens was in chaos. First, a fairy yelled at the top of his voice regardless of his posture: "What voice! What voice!" Another panicked voice replied: "There is a monster possessed by demons!"

What kind of monster can make the sound of dragons when it is enchanted? The several immortals looked at each other, and they had the answer in their hearts, and their faces were full of horror.Pang Yuanzi stammered: "What should I do now, and then go to Brahma Heaven to invite the ancient Buddha to burn the lamp?"

The well-informed Xianjun immediately replied: "Please light the lamp, Brahma said that he voluntarily entered the evil way in order to get rid of his godhead!"

Once the three-day evil realm is entered, the non-prescribed time limit cannot be passed.Pang Yuanzi swayed, almost fainted, and turned to look at Pei Yu: "Fu Guangjun, think of a way!"

Pei Yu frowned, and asked sharply, "Why did Yinglong suddenly become a demon, where is Xumi's Earth Immortal?"

The Earth Immortal had already died at the hands of Feng Ji, but no one could answer at this moment. Suddenly, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, and there was a dull thunderclap from among the layers of black clouds.

Pang Yuanzi's voice finally started to tremble: "Heaven, Tianlei!"

The big demon is infatuated, and will lead the thunder from the sky beyond the nine heavens to come to the world.

In the silent evil way, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

On Mount Sumeru, blood is already flowing like a river.

Even if he is reincarnated, Xie Fengshu is still the ancient monster who beheaded Chiyou and killed Kuafu. He has blood in his bones that dared to overthrow the world in ancient times, and Ling Xiao stepped on the clouds. , but a one-sided massacre.

Many evil spirits had already been chopped off by him before they had time to escape, and the blood mist gushed out and splashed on the vegetation in the forest, like a rain of scarlet blood.

Before Lang Jin could react, the next moment, Feng Yuan had already arrived in front of him with a cold light.

Xie Fengshu was covered in blood, and his murderous aura was horrifying. Langjin resisted a few moves, but Xie Fengshu slashed open his chest and threw him to the ground!

Lang Jin's chest was full of blood, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood, staring at Xie Fengshu, showing a little panic and resentment.

"You beast is hard to change, why did you pretend to save all beings back then?"

Xie Fengshu's eyes were as cold as frost and snow, he didn't respond to his words, and only raised the long knife in his hand.

The next moment, a thunder suddenly sounded from behind Xie Fengshu!

The thunder was deafening, as if it fell on Xie Fengshu's ears, he looked back to the direction from which the thunder came, and his expression finally changed slightly.

It is the mirror platform.

Master and Xiaoxi.

Xie Fengshu was taken aback for a moment, the blood in his eyes faded slightly, and a little clarity appeared, and he walked towards the mirror platform.

Lang Jin fell to the ground and watched Xie Fengshu's back fade away, he breathed a sigh of relief, his back was covered in cold sweat.Using his sword to support himself, he barely stood up, looked gloomyly at the direction the other party was leaving, and followed.

Feng Ji in the Mirror Stage naturally also heard the dragon's cry just now, he finally stopped being gentle, his expression was cloudy, and he raised his head and sneered at Lu Qiwu who was not far away.

"Old man, your good apprentice has become demonic. If you don't want to be implicated, it's better to clean up the house earlier."

Lu Qiwu stood on the top of the cliff, in front of his sycamore tree that covered the sky and the sun, his white beard on his chest and his Chu robe fluttered in the wind.He had already fought against Feng Ji, his clothes were stained with dirt and dust, blood was still on the front of his clothes, and his breath was heavy and slow.

He knew that he was seriously injured, and perhaps his time was approaching, but he was not worried, and his eyes were still bright.

Xiao Xi, who was standing beside him holding a whip, first gave Feng Ji a vicious look when he heard the words, "You're talking nonsense!"

Lu Qiwu waved his hand, signaling that he doesn't need to say much, turned his head to look at Feng Ji and said in a low voice, "My apprentice, whether he becomes an immortal or becomes a demon, it's all my family's chores, so why bother to force him."

"I'm afraid that you will be deceived and don't know what I have raised for so many years."

Feng Ji's voice was gloomy and cold: "An evil beast who dares to go to the nine heavens to kill gods and immortals without recognizing his relatives, not only I want to kill him, but the heavens and the earth will not allow him. When the thunder comes to the world, he will definitely die. I think you will also cultivate the immortal status." People, why risk your life for something possessed by demons."

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree behind him swayed in the strong wind, but Lu Qiwu laughed loudly in the strong wind: "Yes, it has been 2000 years since I practiced since the day I transformed into a spirit, and I will be immortal and soar to the sky! "

He looked at the dark sky above his head, and his voice was extremely majestic: "Today I will see if these 2000 years of cultivation can help my apprentice survive this catastrophe!"

In the gust of wind, Feng Ji let out a sneer, and slowly drew his sword out.

"Why bother?"

In ancient times, Kuafu first divided the heaven and the earth, and the pure and turbid air in the world began to be divided. The clean air rose to the sky and became the realm of gods and Buddhas.

Feng Ji has been cultivating painstakingly and alone in the Doomsday Realm for several years, stepping on countless corpses of demon cultivators to reach the highest position, in order to one day unify the Three Realms, trampling underfoot both human beings and immortals alike.

Only one Ying Long came out, who was obviously a big demon, but thought he could save the world, and ended up dying in the end.

In Feng Ji's heart, Ying Long should fall into hell just like himself, and suffer endless pain. Only then did he realize that his behavior was extremely ridiculous, but after reincarnation, Xie Fengshu had these hundreds of years of stability. Him, let him turn around in bitterness.

How can he be?

Feng Ji looked at Lu Qiwu and Xiaoxi with sighs in his voice.

"If that's the case, I'll leave you alone."

As soon as the words fell, there was a killing intent behind him!

Feng Ji's reaction was extremely quick, and he quickly turned around and retreated. After retreating more than ten feet, he raised his eyes to look at the person coming.

"Look, I'm enchanted again."

Xie Fengshu's hands and knife were dripping with blood, almost converging into a stream.

Xiaoxi's eyes widened, startled and angry.He cursed loudly: "Idiot! What are you doing back here, run away! I didn't ask you to follow Senior Sister—"

His voice paused, his face suddenly turned pale, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Xie Fengshu, where's senior sister?"

Xie Fengshu opened his mouth, but he still couldn't make a sound. He clenched the knife in his hand, and didn't even dare to look at Lu Qiwu and Xiaoxi.Xiaoxi's hand holding the long whip trembled slightly, and asked again, his voice seemed to come out of his throat: "Where is my question to you, senior sister?"

Feng Ji looked at Xie Fengshu, and when he heard the continuous thunderclap above his head, he suddenly felt a bit of vicious pleasure.

"That senior sister of yours may have been killed by him. After all, he was possessed by a demon, so it's not certain that he killed anyone by mistake."

He looked at Xie Fengshu, and his tone was filled with compassion and malice: "Ying Long, you thought you were reincarnated, so you just wiped out your past? What a joke! Ten thousand years of demons are hard to get rid of. You are the devil in the first place. The three realms and six realms do not allow you, gods, Buddhas, and demons want to kill you, do you really think that you are compassionate and bodhisattva?"

Xie Fengshu heard Feng Ji's words, the blood in his eyes became more intense.His face was no longer the same as before, he just looked at Feng Ji with a cold tone.

"What are you, a waste that has been imprisoned by me for thousands of years?"

After becoming a demon, he remembered everything, the ancient grievances and entanglements, the enmity between life and death.

Feng Ji was poked at the sore spot by him, and his face turned cold, Xie Fengshu stopped talking, and went up with the knife!

When Xie Fengshu was fighting with Feng Ji, Lang Jin also came with the remaining monsters, and went straight to Lu Qiwu and Xiaoxi.

Lightning and thunder, strong winds destroyed the trees, and the bright red mountain flowers of the Mingjingtai were blown toppled, and there was a bloody storm everywhere.In the darkness, the cold light of Feng Yuan's blade was particularly obvious between the sky and the earth, and sometimes the sound of the sword even overwhelmed the thunder, making a piercing hum.

Xie Fengshu swept across Feng Ji's body with his knife, with killing intent overwhelming.

Feng Ji raised his sword and wrestled with Xie Fengshu. When the swords collided, he sneered coldly: "The more you spend on your cultivation, the faster you will become a demon. I was born a demon. Heavenly thunder can't do me any favors. How about you? Aren't you afraid that you will be smashed out of your wits later?"

Xie Fengshu looked up at Feng Ji, the knife light illuminated his lifeless brows and eyes, Feng Ji was startled, and suddenly realized that Xie Fengshu was really not afraid.

He must kill Feng Ji, no thunder, life or death can stop him.

Feng Ji sneered, and his killing intent suddenly became stronger.

When the two were fighting, the thunder became louder and louder, and lightning fell on the mirror platform, and the cold white light cut through the darkness, making it even more terrifying.In a blink of an eye, a thunderbolt fell on the Mingjingtai and struck a mountain flower.

The mountain flower ignited instantly, and turned into a prairie fire in an instant.

In just a short moment, one after another thunderstorms landed on the mirror platform, getting closer and closer to Xie Fengshu.

Xie Fengshu had a very murderous intention, even so, he didn't back down at all, the saber was pressing towards Feng Ji, and another thunder came, this time it directly struck Xie Fengshu's right hand holding the saber!

Xie Fengshu's hand was already badly injured, but this time it was almost bruised, but he didn't even frown, he slashed at Feng Ji, creating a very deep wound on Feng Ji's neck!

The next moment, Feng Ji slapped Xie Fengshu's chest with his palm, causing Xie Fengshu's pulse to tremble violently, he took a few steps back, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

Feng Ji touched his neck, his hands were stained with dark red, his face couldn't be more ugly.

"Okay, today I'll see if I kill you first, or Tianlei knocks you out of your wits first!"

Xie Fengshu's expression remained calm, and he raised his saber again and went up!

But at this moment when the dark clouds gathered in the sky again, Lu Qiwu frowned, pushed the Xiaoxi beside him away by several tens of feet with one palm, and shouted: "Back off!" He raised his hand and uttered a formula.

Following this mantra, the phoenix tree behind him stretched its branches and leaves in the strong wind, and stretched out rapidly, growing bigger and bigger, almost covering the entire Mingjingtai, and also blocking another falling thunder.

The heavenly thunder above the sky is the control left over from tens of thousands of years over the possessed monster. It can kill the possessed monster, not to mention other people.

A thunder fell, and the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree were split and fell down. Lu Qiwu immediately vomited a big mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell to the ground.Xiaoxi saw it, but she was entangled by Lang Jin, so she could only shout hoarsely: "Master!"

Xie Fengshu's mind was pulled back a little by the sound, and he turned his head to look.A flash of lightning illuminated the astonishment in his eyes.

"Master!"

He slashed at Feng Ji with a single knife, forcing him to retreat a few steps in embarrassment, and flew towards Lu Qiwu.

The battle between Lu Qiwu and Feng Ji had already consumed a lot of consciousness, and now there is another thunder coming, it is already a dying candle.

Xie Fengshu knelt down beside Lu Qiwu, pulling Lu Qiwu's sleeves with trembling hands, his words were already incoherent.

"Don't block it, Master, please, don't block it."

Before he could finish his sentence, another thunderstorm fell, and the whole sycamore tree burst into flames from the top of the tree in an instant, and thick smoke billowed upwards.

This thunder is the last bit of wind that blows out the candle.

Xie Fengshu felt that his internal organs were about to burst, and wished that the raging fire was burning on him. He knelt on the ground, looked up at the black clouds in the sky with blood on his face, his throat seemed to swallow a knife, and his voice Hoarse, forced to ask the Nine Layers of Clouds.

"Isn't it me you are going to kill! Isn't it me!"

Xie Fengshu told Jiang Chen back then that whether it is a human or a monster, the most feared thing in this life is probably death. Only at this moment, he hoped that the thunderstorms would fall on him, and he would be smashed to pieces, and his soul would be scattered. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he lives forever and cannot be reborn, he is willing to suffer endlessly, as long as he spares the people around him.

In front of Xie Fengshu, Lu Qiwu touched the top of his head and said warmly, "Get up."

Xie Fengshu was stunned, and forgot to move for a while, until Lu Qiwu took his name and repeated it again: "Xie Fengshu, get up."

When Xie Fengshu stood up, Lu Qiwu tremblingly stood on the top of the mirror platform and looked at his little apprentice.He was in a mess, with blood dripping from his mouth, and he couldn't even stand upright. There was a faint turquoise light on his body, which was his 2000-year-old real essence, and his soul.

His figure was getting thinner and thinner, but finally his gaze was still on Xie Fengshu, his tone was still majestic, but also revealing a bit of imperceptible kindness.

"Apprentice, remember, if you have a clear conscience, you must never bow your head even if the world is pressing against you."

After speaking, Lu Qiwu looked up at the sky and laughed freely.

The whole sycamore tree was burned, and the raging fire burned all over the mirror platform, illuminating the entire sky. When the last bit of soul dissipated, Lu Qiwu's laughter resounded in the fire.

"Okay! The soul returns to heaven and earth, and if you die happily, you can be considered ascension!"

With this long howl, Lu Qiwu's figure finally completely disappeared into the sky without leaving any trace.

In front of Xie Fengshu, there was only a smoldering parasol tree left.

His face was flushed by the flames, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know where they fell, but he felt a murderous aura rushing towards his back.He heard Xiaoxi yell: "Xie Fengshu, get out of the way!"

Xie Fengshu turned around instinctively, seeing a sword approaching in front of him, directly piercing his left chest, Xie Fengshu couldn't dodge it, he actually raised his left hand and grabbed the sword body!

The tip of the sword had already sunk into Xie Fengshu's chest, but the sword body was held by Xie Fengshu, and it couldn't penetrate an inch.

Amidst the flames, Xie Fengshu tightly grasped Feng Ji's sword with his left hand, and pulled out the inch of sword edge that had sunk into his heart bit by bit.

Feng Ji was startled, and immediately retreated, but it was too late, Xie Fengshu raised his eyes, and slashed at Feng Ji!

Feng Ji was slashed in front of his chest with a single knife, and was immediately overturned several feet, hitting the ground heavily.

Xie Fengshu staggered and walked over, the blood in his heart was rushing down, flowing down the skirt of his clothes, the sword had already entered the heart, but Xie Fengshu strangely didn't feel any pain.

Maybe I suffered so much that I forgot the pain.

He walked up to Feng Ji step by step, and looked down at the person lying on the ground.Feng Ji's chest was also covered in blood. Looking at Xie Fengshu, he laughed softly.

"Okay, after so many years, I'm still defeated by you."

He stopped laughing, put on a ferocious face, and said in a hysterical tone: "I'm still defeated by you!"

Xie Fengshu looked at Feng Ji, there was no trace of sadness or happiness on his face or eyes.He just held Feng Yuan in his hand, and pierced Feng Ji's left chest with a knife, without any hesitation.

Feng Ji snorted, with blood gushing from his lips, he stared at Xie Fengshu, still unwilling to die.

Lang Jin, who was fighting with Xiaoxi, saw this scene and shouted sharply: "Sect Master!"

Xie Fengshu drew his saber, he looked numb, and staggered back a few steps.He knew that he was going to die, but at this moment he heard Lang Jin's voice, and his broken consciousness came back a little bit.

He wanted to kill Lang Jin, for the dead Sui Ling, and for the living Xiaoxi.

Lang Jin's eyes were red, he overturned the Xiaoxi River with a sword, raised his sword and swiped towards Xie Fengshu.Xie Fengshu stood at the same spot, watching him coldly rushing towards him, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of him.

In the next moment, Feng Yuan let out an ear-piercing sound of a saber, Xie Fengshu actually took the first step and slashed towards Lang Jin's neck!

Blood spurted out, splashing Xie Fengshu's face and body, his nose was full of the stench of blood, but Xie Fengshu didn't have the energy to wipe it off.

He tried his best to see what happened to Xiaoxi, but he fell to the ground after walking a few steps.

He was dying, Xie Fengshu had never realized this so clearly.

His whole body was covered in wounds, bones were visible, he suffered several thunderstorms, and was pierced through the heart by Feng Ji's sword. Xie Fengshu's final knife to Lang Jin was already at the end of his strength, and he didn't even have time to check whether the other party was dead or not. .

Now that he knew that he was about to die, Xie Fengshu suddenly wasn't afraid at all. He was surrounded by flames, illuminating the mirror stand, as if it was the image of light in all things. Only his eyes were full of darkness, bottomless, He could only see a thin figure in the darkness, wearing a plain white monk robe.

In the chaos, Xie Fengshu was a little confused, thinking that what he saw might be a burning lamp, or it might be Jiangchen.

One made his soul disappear into the world, and the other brought him back to the world.

He remembered the oath he had made to Ran Deng in ancient times, and in a blur of consciousness, he suddenly thought——if there is still a chance, when Jiang Chen returns, will he really fulfill the oath?

Just after thinking about it, Xie Fengshu had the answer in his mind.

In the end is reluctant.

Xiaoxi ran over staggeringly, grabbed his sleeve and shouted loudly: "Xie Fengshu! Wake up, don't sleep!"

Why is this person like this, I'm almost dead and still so fierce.

Xie Fengshu wanted to smile at Xiaoxi, but stopped when he raised his eyes.

He saw that the left side of the other side's originally handsome face was covered with burn marks, bloody and bloody, half of his face was almost festered, and he didn't know when he was injured.

He looked at Xiaoxi, finally closed his eyes, and whispered "I'm sorry".

In ancient times, he was arrogant and arrogant. He wanted to save all living beings in the world, so he built a tower to suppress demons, but he fell into the way of demons himself. In this life, he has no ambitions, and he just wants to stay in Mount Sumeru forever, with relatives and friends in the same robes, and people he likes. .

Unfortunately nothing was saved.