burning lamp

"Ha", Feng Ji smiled sarcastically, and said, "After three lifetimes, you are still hopelessly stupid, and you want to kill me again for the sake of those sanctimonious gods?"

Under the feet were tumbling magma fire waves, and the hot wind hit his face, blowing Xie Fengshu's bundles of hair.He stood with the knife in his hand, and after a while, he shook his head at Feng Ji.

"I'm never for them."

Xie Fengshu's tone was as cold as a lake, and he replied: "In ancient times, I killed you for the common people in the world; 700 years ago, I killed you for the deep hatred of blood; today, I kill you for the Tao in my heart."

After three lifetimes of being enchanted twice, stepping on countless sword shadows and knives, Feng Ji felt that Xie Fengshu was nothing more than a fake mercy, and the reincarnation of the past generations was still for the so-called common people to eliminate demons; the immortal Buddha believed that Xie Fengshu was the real devil, killing gods and killing immortals blood-stained Ling Xiao.There are so many people talking about it, passing it back and forth, even Xie Fengshu almost doesn't know what he is.

Only in Miaoxiang at that time, Xie Fengshu looked at the ever-burning lamp and asked Jiang Chen what kind of person the other party was. Don't back down."

After all, he still understands him.

It is useless to say more.Xie Fengshu raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as Feng Yuan in his hands.

"Today I kill you just because I want to kill you, it has nothing to do with anything else, draw your sword."

If Xie Fengshu can't be driven into a demon, then there is little hope for him to get the golden elixir.Feng Ji knew that this might be the result, so he prepared the opportunity to kill the net, and when he heard the words, hatred appeared on his face, and he directly came to Xie Fengshu with a sword!

The Demon-Suppressing Tower was crumbling, and countless broken stone beams rolled down. Xie Fengshu stepped on the falling stones and trees, and came to Feng Ji in a few steps, and slashed at him!

Feng Ji stopped in time, almost dodging it, but Xie Fengshu did not hesitate, and had already struck out again.

He was extremely fast, and he had already slashed several times in a flash, and the slash was crisp and sharp. The long knife cut through the hot wind and red waves, approaching Fengji Mingmen!

The swords contended, making a crisp sound.It was already the end of Feng Ji's force to break open, but in just a dozen moves, he was forced to have nowhere to retreat.Xie Fengshu slashed again, Feng Ji tried his best to catch it, the long sword in his hand was shaken off, fell into the sea of ​​flames, and was instantly swallowed up.

Xie Fengshu didn't turn around, but tilted his head slightly, his brows and eyes suddenly became murderous, Feng Yuan in his hand was turned upside down, and he stabbed behind him with a knife.

Impartial, right in the middle of Feng Ji's left chest.

Feng Ji immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and the devilish energy around him dissipated in an instant.He tried his best to turn his head slowly, his eyes were as red as blood, and he said with difficulty, "I'm dead, and you can't escape—"

Before the words were finished, Xie Fengshu's expression did not change, and he drew his knife and came out.

The next moment, Feng Ji suddenly fell from mid-air, straight into the sea of ​​flames!

Almost at the same time, Xiaoxi on the side suddenly rushed down, chasing Feng Ji's fallen body!

There was a sea of ​​flames underneath, and his black clothes were blown away by the heat waves, almost engulfed by the flames.

As soon as Feng Ji died, his true energy leaked out, and a group of remnant ghosts roared up from the sea of ​​fire, heading straight for Feng Ji's body, as if they had smelled delicious food.

Xie Fengshu saw the mocking stream rushing towards the sea of ​​flames, his heart stopped for a moment, and he shouted: "Senior brother!" Jiang Chen's expression was as cold as frost, and when he spun the magic pestle in his hand, it suddenly emitted golden light, like the waves of the sea , forcing back a group of evil spirits.

The two of them also swept their feet down, and when Feng Ji was about to fall into the raging fire, a long black whip struck like lightning.Xiaoxi flicked the whip in his hand, poked around the corpse, and took out something.

It is the star compass.

Xie Fengshu wrapped his long whip around the fate plate and threw it upwards, then flew forward, and when his whole body was about to fall into the magma, he reached out to catch the little thing.

The next moment, Feng Ji's body fell into the sea of ​​flames and was instantly swallowed by the magma, leaving no dust left.A wave of fire splashed, almost engulfing Xiaoxi's robe.But he didn't seem to see it, he staggered a few steps, and barely stopped.

Xie Fengshu's heart suddenly dropped, and he rushed over to support him.

Because he acted too quickly just now and had to avoid the continuous stream of evil spirits, the mask on Xiaoxi's face fell off at some point, revealing a large scar on the left side that had been burned by the fire, and his pale complexion.

He could hardly stand still, coughed twice, his voice was a little hoarse, he looked at Xie Fengshu and asked: "Turn the horoscope, can Master and Senior Sister really come back?"

Xie Fengshu was stunned suddenly, for a moment he didn't know how to answer, and when he wanted to speak again, his heart was filled with soreness, and he couldn't even speak.

In fact, he knew it without talking about Xiaoxi, and there was no answer to this question.

Are those Wuchu tribesmen in the southwestern region considered alive? Forget it, they can walk, move and laugh, as if they are no different from any mortal, but their bones are still buried in the ground under their feet.

Just like the rootless bamboo forest, it is just a lonely soul after all, Yan Nan is still a wild ghost who has guarded the tomb alone for a hundred years.

In the whole life, the grass and trees spring, come like wind and rain, and go like dust*.Changing fate, reversing time, what exactly can be recovered?

Probably just a little obsession in my heart.

Xiaoxi smiled suddenly, his whole body relaxed instantly, he casually handed the natal chart in his hand to Xie Fengshu, and said in a low voice: "Run quickly, Xie Fengshu."

Without eating Feng Ji's corpse, the remnants of the evil spirits in the tower immediately became irritable, and the hazy gray-black souls ran around in the tower, as if they were affected by the sound, the magma churned even more violently, and the entire Demon Suppressing Tower shook violently. Nearly overturned.

Xie Fengshu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go together."

"Aren't you stupid?" Xiaoxi frowned, looking impatient, "I lost my golden elixir, and I used my real energy indiscriminately, my spiritual power has weakened, and I can't get out."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xie Fengshu's red eyes, and suddenly felt his conscience realized that his tone was not very good.Isn't there an old saying that people speak well when they are about to die, so he slowed down his voice a little, and said in a much softer tone: "I'm going to die here, little brother."

The red waves of fire under their feet were bright red and eye-catching. At that moment, they seemed to have returned to the old mirror stand and saw the red azaleas all over the mountains and plains.

The mountain flowers are like burning fire, and the spring breeze is like a young man.

"Bah." Xie Fengshu clenched Xiaoxi's wrist, and cursed with red eyes: "Jiangchen and I are still here, are you afraid that we won't be able to take you out?"

Xie Xi endured it again and again, suppressed her eyes, and before she had time to speak, Xie Fengshu asked again: "Back then, Master and Senior Sister suffered hardships because of me. If you died because of it, how would I have the face to see you after a hundred years?" what about you?"

At first he heard Xie Fengshu's words in a flat tone, but after listening carefully, he could notice that his tone was trembling slightly when he spoke.Xiaoxi was taken aback when he heard the words, and stopped talking.

The chaotic stones and horizontal logs were knocked down by the ghosts, Jiang Chen raised his eyes, and the magic pestle in his hand soared into the sky. The Buddha's light was so bright that he broke through the towers and went to the top of the tower, breaking a path for them.

He looked at Xie Fengshu and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

The three of them rushed up, and flew towards the top of the tower in chaos, while the magma was still gushing out continuously, and it was getting higher and higher, and began to engulf the Demon-Suppressing Tower layer by layer.

Due to the severe damage, a hole had been cracked at the top of the Demon Suppressing Tower. They exited the tower through the gap and temporarily settled on the floating stone platform outside the tower.

Outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, there was a floating stone platform connected with iron cables, respectively pulling the eight corners of the Demon Suppressing Tower. The whole tower was crumbling, and even the iron cables and the stone platform were also shaking. As soon as the few people stopped on the stone platform, Xiaoxi immediately Spit out a big mouthful of blood.

His face was as pale as paper. Seeing that the two were staring at him, he wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and waved his hands casually.

"I can't die for a while."

Xie Fengshu's heart relaxed, and he said: "Of course I can't die, just died so suddenly, what can you say when you see Master and Senior Sister?"

"Talking about you." Xiaoxi retorted, "It's not ashamed to say that you are still lazy and stupid after becoming a fairy, even I forgot, but you still remember to sleep and fly with a monk."

Xie Fengshu was choked speechless, and felt in a trance that he was back in the time when he was bickering with Xiaoxi - and he would never be able to scold him.

However, Jiang Chen turned his head to look at the two of them, and asked in a flat tone: "Where is the shame?"

...Xiaoxi took a deep breath and stopped dwelling on this issue.He looked at Xie Fengshu, and suddenly smiled again briefly.

The sound of burning fire continued to come, just like back then.Amid such a sound, he continued: "But you did not bow your head. The supreme position of the immortal monarch did not make you bow your head. This boundless sea of ​​suffering and endless purgatory also failed to make you bow your head. Your meridians were broken and crushed 700 years ago. Xie Fengshu who doesn't even beg for mercy when his bones are broken."

"As long as this is the case, you will not be sorry to anyone, let alone the Der Spiegel."

This is the answer to Xie Fengshu's sentence in the pagoda just now, what face does he have to meet his master.

Xie Fengshu didn't expect him to say this, his nose was sour, and he turned his head in embarrassment so that no one could see him, but Xie Xi reluctantly turned his head and looked over: "Are you going to cry? Girls Xixi."

... This man is really annoying.

Xie Feng didn't want to talk to him anymore. At this moment, the Demon Suppressing Tower below made a loud noise, and the stone platform under his feet shook violently.

The three of them stabilized their figures and immediately turned their heads to look. The Demon Suppressing Tower was already fully ignited, continuously collapsing, magma spewed out, the iron cables in eight directions were melted one after another, and the entire Doom Crossing Realm shook.

First, there was a gap above the head, and water dripped quickly, and then, like Wu Jian's crack, a huge hole was torn open in an instant, and the lake water poured in violently, meeting the magma.

One is red and one is clear, one is cold and the other is hot, and they meet in the crossing of adversity.

Countless ghosts and wandering spirits seem to have glimpsed the gate of life, roaring up, rushing towards the place where the lake is pouring.Xie Fengshu leaped forward and slashed straight with his saber, splitting the first few ghosts. Jiang Chen also met the enemy side by side with him, but there were too many evil ghosts, almost forming a gray-black river, overwhelming the sky and rushing upwards .

Xiaoxi yelled: "It can't be stopped, they—"

He wanted to say that there were too many of them, but before he could finish, there was another loud noise from below.

The entire Demon Suppressing Tower finally completely collapsed in the sea of ​​flames, and above the head, the black mist had already drilled out of the mighty lake and shot straight into the sky, howling sharply.

The Tower of Demon Suppression collapsed, and a hundred thousand evil spirits entered the world.

Xie Fengshu frowned, looking at the black mist pouring out of his head, after a while, he turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, and spoke slowly.

"I want to return to ignorance and take the pill."

Before Jiang Chen could speak, Xie Xi glared at Xie Fengshu, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you all right?"

Xie Fengshu gave him a helpless look, and explained: "One hundred thousand evil spirits, the human world doesn't know what it will be like—"

"That's none of your business!"

Xie Fengshu couldn't answer for a moment.

Yes, the life and death of all things, the catastrophe of the world, what does it have to do with him, is it worth him to go crazy again and again, and take risks again and again?In terms of immortal status, he is Immortal Lord Ling Heng, and in terms of demon rank, he is the ancient Yinglong. What does life and death in this mortal world have to do with him?

There is a saying that one knows the greatness of the universe, but still pities the green grass and trees.

For Xie Fengshu, it may be that he has known the evil in the world, and he still feels sorry for the grass and trees.

After a while, he smiled suddenly, looked at Jiang Chen, and said in a low voice: "Back then you gave me the knife, and said that you wished me to go up to the nine heavens, and to go down without a trace, without forgetting my way and my heart."

He paused, and continued: "Today, I finally lived up to this sentence."

Jiang Chen looked at him quietly, his brows and eyes softened at that moment, and even brought on a faint smile.

Jiang Chen said: "I will go with you."

Xiaoxi was so angry that his blood was surging, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood: "It's your mercy, get out!"

Xie Fengshu looked at him: "You are too seriously injured, you should not run around anymore, you should first cultivate in Miaoxiang."

After finishing speaking, he warned half-threateningly and half-uneasy: "Be careful yourself, if I am really burned to death by that spell, you are the only one left to burn the paper for me."

Xie Xi cursed: "I'll burn paper for you, go dream!"

Xie Fengshu smiled, and they followed the place where the lake water poured out of the crossing point.

When I saw the sky again, it was clearly daytime, but there was a thick gray-black fog above my head, all of which were ghosts that had just come out of Wujian.

The situation is critical, so I can't say more, Xie Fengshu said in a low voice: "Let's go."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, and the two rode up the wind, heading straight for Nanming.

The author has something to say: The asterisks are borrowed from ancient poems.Originally, the original outline was intended to write Xiaoxi to death, but in the end he relented, and they are all poor people. (I'm not a qualified abuse writer!) Let him witness the love of his junior brother. (Xiaoxi: Straight man, don’t watch, get out.)