burning lamp

His eyes were already lost, Xie Xi's hands were trembling, and he yelled: "Xie Fengshu! Don't sleep, do you hear me! Did you not listen to my words!"

Xie Fengshu really couldn't hear, his eyes were closed tightly, and his blood-stained face was abnormally pale.After being struck by thunder, his soul will be shattered, and there is no way to recover.Xiaoxi herself was also injured, the sky thunder had subsided, but the flames still continued, and there were still remaining monsters around, staring at the two of them, trying to get closer.

Gritting her teeth, Xiaoxi wanted to help Xie Fengshu up, but just as she stretched out her hand, Xie Fengshu's body suddenly emitted a blue light.

At the beginning, the light was like smoke and dust, almost negligible. Gradually, something blue like a firefly flew up from him bit by bit, drifting in the long night, not knowing where to go .

Before Xiaoxi understood what happened, the evil spirits around him suddenly became excited, their eyes frenziedly stared at these blue things like fireflies, as if they saw some delicious food, and what's more, their mouths were already Body fluid flowed out, and slowly approached here.

Xiaoxi struggled to pull away an approaching monster, and anxiously pushed Xie Fengshu on the ground.

"Thank you Fengshu! Get up!"

The people on the ground were still lying quietly, without any reaction, but the voice of Lang Jin came from behind.

"It's useless, can't you see, he's dead."

When Xiaoxi heard this voice, he felt like a sharp knife hanging from the top. He clenched the long whip in his hand and raised his head defensively.In the distance, Lang Jin was sitting on the ground, trying to use his sword to support himself to stand up, but failed twice.He barely propped up his upper body, his whole body was covered in blood, only his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Those floating things are his soul, broken into such a state, do you still want to live?"

He himself was half-dead, because he hated Xie Fengshu for killing his suzerain. After seeing the other party's current situation, he finally felt relieved: "But you can eat a little of his soul. Ying Long's soul is very helpful for cultivation. beneficial."

Xiaoxi's blood surged up, wishing to kill Lang Jin, Lang Jin naturally saw his hatred, the living monsters were getting closer and closer, Lang Jin sneered: "If you don't want to eat it, let them eat it. "

After finishing speaking, three or five monsters jumped up and rushed towards the faint blue broken light in the midair.

At this moment, a black demon pestle suddenly came from the sky, broke through the body of a demon, and firmly nailed it to the tree trunk in the distance!

The subduing magic pestle emitted a golden light, and in an instant the demon was completely burned, leaving no dust left.The remaining monsters panicked and fled quickly, and several long swords came from the sky to kill the fleeing monsters.For a moment, there was another burst of wailing and screaming on the stage of Mingjing.

Behind the dark clouds in the sky reveals a little golden light, it is the Buddha of the three days, who descended to the world with the immortals of the nine layers.

Changes suddenly occurred, and Lang Jin's complexion changed. He was about to look towards the place where the subduing magic pestle came, but the next moment, someone had already grabbed him by the neck.

The face of the person in front of him was pale, even a little whiter than the snow-like monk's robe, his clothes were stained with blood, and even the hand holding Lang Jin had a strong smell of blood.

Lang Jin saw the person in front of him clearly, and suddenly laughed.

"Honorable Lantern." He said, "Are you here to kill Yinglong?"

Jiang Chen's hand tightened uncontrollably, and Lang Jin's mouth continued to overflow with blood, struggling to make a sound.

"The blood all over the body of the venerable will not also be possessed by demons and kill people?"

Jiang Chen did indeed have blood all over his body, it was his own blood.

Forcing the evil way is a big crime. No one has ever done this in the past. The Buddha's light that saved all sentient beings in the past has become a sword, a hook and a fork. Every step Jiang Chen took, pierced his internal organs and almost dug out his flesh and blood.

Jiang Chen didn't feel pain, he just felt scared.

It is obvious that the evil way is outside the six realms, it is already another world, silent, formless and lightless, nothing can penetrate it, but when he opened his eyes at a certain moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

Something happened to Xie Fengshu.

This thought pressed on his heart and almost crushed his heart. After living for tens of thousands of years, the stone-hearted Buddha finally noticed the fear.This fear forced him to forcibly go out of the evil way, and came to the Mingjing stage with blood all over his body.

Come to see Xie Fengshu's cooled body and his shattered soul.

Jiang Chen threw Lang Jin down, turned around and took a few steps, and walked to Xie Fengshu's side, mocking Xi with red eyes, staring at him coldly.

"What are you doing back here?"

Jiang Chen didn't realize it, he knelt down beside Xie Fengshu and went to shake Xie Fengshu's hand.

The opponent's wrist was bruised, and the palm of his hand was bone-chillingly cold, without any heat.Jiang Chen thought, this shouldn't be Xie Fengshu's temperature.

He is always warm, like a candle in a dharma hall, the first ray of light in the morning.He shouldn't be lying here covered in blood like this, unable to open his eyes to look at himself, and he won't ask coquettishly with a drawn-out voice as usual: "Jiang Chen, let's go down the mountain to listen to the book?"

At the beginning, he thought that Xie Fengshu's life was still very long, maybe one day he would fall in love with another person, and then he could leave; after a long time, he felt that he could never let go, and wanted to Accompany each other in Sumeru for hundreds or thousands of years.

It's just that he never thought that this age is actually so short.

Jiang Chen recalled the battle between Ying Long and himself at Mount Sumeru in ancient times.

Jiang Chen seems to have never thought about life and death. He is the Buddha who created the world, and he has already escaped reincarnation, but at this moment he suddenly thought that it might be better if he died at the hands of the other party at that time.

Most likely, Xie Fengshu didn't have to suffer this endless pain.

There were not many evil spirits left, and they were all beheaded soon. Pei Yu put away his sword, frowned at the broken souls floating in the air, and turned to look at Jiang Chen.

"The Venerable Burning Lamp—"

As soon as he made a sound, Immortal Yuji's soul was almost frightened, and he tugged at his sleeve to signal him not to speak.

Who can't tell that the atmosphere is not right now.

Only Xiaoxi heard his voice and slowly raised his head.

The people around stood with swords in their hands, their robes were clean and free from dust, and there was a Buddha in the sky looking down at the mirror platform with compassionate eyes.

After a while, Xiaoxi sneered suddenly: "What are you doing here?"

No one came when Feng Ji first came to Sumeru; no one came when Xie Fengshu was imprisoned; no one came when Sui Ling and Lu Qiwu died; ; Now that the fire is about to end, and the body is dead and the soul is broken, has someone finally come?

Pei Yu frowned, as if he wanted to say something to Xiaoxi, but in the end he didn't speak, and turned to look at Jiang Chen.

"There was a negligence in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda but I didn't notice it in time. It is indeed a dereliction of duty in the fairy world. I will truthfully report the cause and effect of Yinglong's infatuation to the Emperor of Heaven."

After saying this, Pei Yu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak any more.

What's the point of saying this now.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at Pei Yu at this moment.

There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes, but his voice was unusually cold, as if the only fire in his heart had been extinguished, leaving only the endless night and frost and snow.

"I want him alive."

It is self-evident who he is, there was a little commotion among the immortals, and someone whispered: "This is Yinglong, what if he becomes a demon again while alive, is Venerable Dieng Deng okay?" Another person replied: " You can't say that, after all, he died from exorcising demons..." "Exorcising demons? He himself became possessed by demons..."

There were whispers all around, but Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear it, and it was Pei Yu who raised his eyes impatiently and glanced around, before his voice dropped.

In fact, although there are different opinions, these are not the point. Pang Yuanzi looked at the dots of blue fireflies between the sky and the earth, and bit the bullet to speak.

"Honorable One, Yinglong was reincarnated because although one strand of his soul was missing, the remaining two strands are still intact. Now that his soul is broken, he may not be able to be reincarnated as a demon."

He is not talking nonsense, only a complete soul can be reincarnated, now that Xie Fengshu's soul is broken into such a state, how could he be reincarnated.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes, Xie Fengshu's shattered souls were floating in mid-air, like the stars falling in the mountains, some of them gathered, some of them scattered again.

They are like ordinary firefly lights, no one knows that it is the broken soul of a young man.

Jiang Chen looked at all the immortals around him, gods and Buddhas in the sky, some of them looked at himself, and some looked at Xie Fengshu on the ground, their eyes were either startled or fearful, sighing or pitying.

Finally, his gaze returned to Pang Yuanzi and Pei Yu in front of him, and he spoke in a cold tone.

"If you can't be reincarnated as a demon, then you will ascend to immortality."