Daily Notes of a Taoist Couple

Looking at the results again, Belle said: "Don't make Hua Wuzui feel sad, you should also go to your Hua Wuzui."

A blood-red banner appeared behind Bei Le in the ice and snow. Bei Le was powerless. In fact, he wanted to use the Soul-Eating Banner to leave, but in the end he was unable to do so. The Soul-Eating Banner seemed to be devouring his own soul.

Someone yelled: "Keep an eye on this evildoer! Don't let him escape!"

With tears in the corners of Ziyi's eyes, she was so surprised that she couldn't say anything. She looked at Bei Le, covered her mouth and nose, and tears fell silently.

With Ding Hong stuck in his throat, Bei Le said in a low voice: "How can I let you take risks for me, I don't want to..."

Feeling that the body and the soul were about to be separated, Belle was a little scared, but he was relieved immediately.

It's okay, it's really okay.

But so what, there is no way.

The surrounding air was covered with ice, and the branches of the trees were rustling by the strong wind. Bei Le felt that he was about to be sucked in by the Soul Eater, and shouted at Ziyi and Ding Hong: "Don't chase me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul-eating banner lifted Bei Le from the ground uncontrollably, and disappeared at the same speed. Ding Hong and Ziyi subconsciously chased after him, only to find that there was a net of heaven and earth, and the soul-eating banner was circling in the gossip pattern. Ximen Qing's whole body exuded black and red light.

Ximen Xiao said loudly: "It's the Soul Eater Demon Art!"

The people around immediately retreated to the outside again. Daoist Wuwang had a serious expression on his face. Fortunately, Bai Wuji didn't wake up. Otherwise, once Bai Wuji woke up, their situation would be completely out of control.

The swords in the hands of thousands of disciples of the four great immortal sects were all sucked away by the soul-devouring banner, which hovered in the formation of thousands of swords high in the sky, and more swords rained towards the people in the sky.

Bei Le was stabbed by several swords, and he had more energy than strength, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't admit defeat, once he surrendered...it was over.

He is just a mortal, why does everyone not let him go?

Bei Le gritted his teeth, and continued to activate the Soul Eater Devil Art. The stench inside the Soul Eater Banner spread out to the surroundings. Occasionally, some monks were involved in the power of the Soul Eater Banner, and their heads were cut off by the evil spirits, and they were smashed into powder , The snow was dyed blood red, mixed with the melted snow water, like a bloody stream.

Daoist Wuwang roared angrily: "Everyone listen! Eight Diagrams Sword Formation! Today is the day of your funeral, Ximen Qing!"

Belle smiled bitterly, it doesn't matter.

To be able to have today, in fact, I should have thought of it long ago, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon. The night Xuanyuan Ling left half a year ago was also so cruel. He Bei Le failed to protect him. A person was lost in that Shura field, and now...he made the same mistakes again.

I also thought that I don't have to worry about anything, but after all, I still can't let go of anything.

Looking back now, it was like a dream, Bei Le failed to break out of the net, his body was covered with scars from the sword array, and the sharp sword energy made him invisible.

People have been inhaled by the soul-devouring banner, swallowed by evil spirits, and the stench was so strong that Bei Le felt that he would also be swallowed by the soul-devouring banner.

The Soul Devouring Devil Kung Fu has never been well practiced, and it is still hovering in the middle stage of Ximen Qing's training. If it is Ximen Qing himself, the middle stage is enough for him to break out of this sword formation, but Bei Le can't, Bei Le has never been high enough. He had overestimated himself, but at this moment he did not overestimate himself.

He only felt the pain of being swept by the strong wind and being stabbed by swords from all directions. Ziyi knelt on the ground and cried and begged everyone present: "Please let him go, please? Please? Don't do this... ...don't do that to him, don't..."

Ding Hong pursed his lips, raised his sword, and rushed straight to Bei Le, who was already covered with bruises, in the sky. He blocked Bei Le from the sword energy that swept like a gust of wind, and protected Bei Le in front of him. The sword energy hit Ding Hong. Hong left, and countless scars appeared on Ding Hong's body instantly.

Bei Le was a little conscious, his face was pale, he looked at Ding Hong's face, and laughed mockingly: "Uncle Fifth...you shouldn't have helped me."

Ding Hong pursed his lips, his sharp-edged face showed an irresistible determination, he didn't say anything, he wrapped Bei Le in a safe area with his own cultivation, and roared loudly: "Remember the four great immortal sects?" , if he doesn't die today, it will be the beginning of your nightmare in the future, and I, Ding Hong, will not let you go!"

Cheng Ji lost control on the ground for a while, as early as when Bei Le rushed to the high-altitude gossip sword formation, his eyes began to turn red, until Ding Hong's roar pierced the sky and smashed into the sky of Kyushu, Cheng Ji suddenly fell on the ground covered in silver. Countless golden lights burst out and scattered towards the surroundings!

After the golden light faded a little, it was the real body of the sect's divine beast, the fire unicorn!

When the Chaos Beast heard this roar, it also became restless in the Chaos Forest. The other three of the four beasts were beheaded 1000 years ago, and only the Chaos Beast remained and was sealed in the Chaos Forest of the Nine Heavens Valley.

How many years had it been since I heard the roar of the Zongmen Divine Beast Huo Qilin, the Chaos Beast was restlessly trying to break out of the Chaos Forest barrier!

"Wow——" Huo Qilin roared one after another, shaking the eardrums of everyone present, and Wu Wang roared angrily: "It's all reversed!"

Ding Hong exhausted his strength to resist thousands of sword qi, and the shadows of countless fairy swords streaked across Ding Hong's body, scratching his plain white robe, and the robe was stained with blood. Ziyi cried and begged for help. Master Zhuang: "Brother, please don't, let them go, let them go..."

Ding Hong's face was cold, and he looked at Ziyi on the ground with sharp eyes, and said decisively: "Junior Sister! Don't ask him!"

Ziyi looked at Ding Hong, looked at Bei Le who had been injured by thousands of sword formations, gritted her teeth, stood up abruptly, and rushed straight to the gossip sword formation like a net!

Li Gui wailed in the formation, and Ximen Xiao yelled on the ground: "So what about the Soul-devouring Banner! The ghost-killing formation of the Four Great Immortal Sects dedicated to dealing with Li Gui is the tomb of the Soul-devouring Banner!"

Fu Tu held the exorcism sword in his hand, looked at Ding Hong and Ziyi with sinister eyes, more swords went towards Ding Hong, Ding Hong was already covered with blood, Ziyi protected Ding Hong and Bei Le without thinking In front of him, Huo Qilin roared at the very top, trying to use his own strength to open a gap, but the power of so many monks could not be resisted by him, a divine beast of the sect.

The roar became more and more serious, as if it was going to break the sky of Kyushu!

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the pain had already made Bei Le numb. He squinted his eyes and saw Ziyi crying and hugging Ding Hong tightly. Ding Hong was covered in blood. Bei Le wanted to reach out and hug the two, but in the end too tired.

Why is this scene so familiar... It seems to come from the memory of the previous life. The man in front of him shielded himself heartbreakingly, and was pushed out of the encirclement by his palm. What was he saying heartbreakingly?

Bei Le seemed to have Ding Hong's memory, but it was only a flash in the pan after all, and it flashed in his brain. A gorgeous flower bloomed on the corner of Ziyi's lips. She smiled, but it was worse than crying.

She said to herself: "Eldest brother... this time, you won't leave Ziyi behind."

Seeing countless sharp swords stabbing at Ziyi's back, Ding Hong turned around, protecting Ziyi in front of him, and pierced Ding Hong's body with countless swords!

The flames on the Zongmen Divine Beast Huo Qilin illuminated the whole world as if it were daytime, the snow on the ground melted, blood and water from melted snow melted into a small river, he roared in despair, feeling hopeless to break through the sword array, He turned his head and rushed towards Ding Hong and the others, surrounded Ding Hong, Ziyi, and Bei Le with his huge body, and with a roar, all the swords heading towards Ding Hong pierced Huo Qilin's body.

Drops of blood fell from the sky and covered the ground, staining the unmelted snow on the trees, which was shocking.

The real Wuwang closed his eyes and said to everyone around him: "Ding Hong, Ziyi, and the fire unicorn of the Zongmen are ignoring the rules of the Nine Heavens Valley! From then on, they will be expelled from the Nine Heavens Valley! It has nothing to do with me in the Nine Heavens Valley! Since If you want to protect Ximen Qing, then go to hell with him!"

Ding Hong sneered, and tightened his grip on Ziyi. In fact, he should have gone with the senior brother long ago. They have stayed in Jiutian Valley for so long, and it was never what they wanted.

Ziyi looked at Ding Hong and wiped away the blood from the corner of Ding Hong's lips. Ziyi's eyes hurt and she asked Ding Hong, "Fifth Senior Brother, will you regret it?"

The way Ding Hong looked at Ziyi was as gentle as a calm lake, and he told Ziyi softly, "Brother... I have never regretted it."