Shizun's persona completely collapsed

"Brother, this killing started because of me, and it should end because of me."

Lin Zhiyi looked up, golden light shone all over her body, and she also floated into the air. When she stepped on the void, she made a crisp sound, "I am the descendant of humans and gods, so naturally I can climb the ladder. Master He has a special bond with me, and he is so kind to me, yet I take Master's life as the price for saving the Son of God..."

"I'm the one who's sorry for Master, I'm sorry for Master. I have no face to live in the world. A humble life is not worthy of being compared with Master. Brother, Brother, you don't need to dirty your hands. I apologize on my own, but? Allow me to be Master Do one last thing."

After Lin Zhiyi finished speaking, she raised her head and screamed.

Seeing this, the son of man and god below said in horror, "He? This is going to spontaneously ignite the blood of the gods!"

Ruan Xinglan's gaze was heavy, and he flew into the void. Fenghuang took a step behind and saw him? With a wave of his sword, the sharp? sword energy mercilessly broke through the barrier around Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi couldn't dodge or block.

With a bang, Lin Zhiyi's face turned pale, he raised his head and sprayed a big mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees in the void.

"Lin Zhiyi, Master told me before leaving to protect the Tianyan Sword Sect, all the juniors and sisters."

Ruan Xinglan's tone was cold, and he pointed his sword at his throat without any emotion: "Before the master officially expels you from the sect, you will always be a member of the Tianyan Sword Sect."

"Big Brother..."

As soon as Lin Zhiyi raised his head, a cold light came over his eyes, his eyes went dark, blood spattered, and pain hit him like a torrential wave.

"Ah, my?...my? eyes!"

Under everyone's terrified gazes, Ruan Xinglan swung his sword and stabbed Lin Zhiyi's eyes blind. Those divine eyes, which could spy on people's hearts, were easily destroyed by the sword.

Fenghuang was sprayed with blood all over his face. At this moment, his chest felt uncomfortable. He looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, covering his face with his hands, covered in blood.

In the previous time and space, Lin Zhiyi, whose eyes were destroyed, gradually emerged in his mind.

In an instant, Fenghuang's mind cleared up. He suddenly grabbed Ruan Xinglan's arm and said loudly, "I remember! I remembered everything! In the last time and space, after Master died, The devil followed him, and I succeeded? Tianyan Sword Sect! And the second senior brother's cultivation base was completely destroyed, his eyes were gouged out, like a cripple. Before the devil died, he used Lin Zhiyi to lure the son of the human god, Catch all the sons of gods! The formation used to open time and space is not only innocent people, but also the flesh and blood of the sons of gods!"

Fenghuang tightly clenched Ruan Xinglan's wrist, and all the messy memories that popped out of his mind suddenly came out, his eyes were blood red, and even his face became slightly grim, "Lin Zhiyi just wanted to spontaneously combust Divine blood, in exchange for Master’s Yuanshen! In the last time and space, all the sons of gods and humans were extinct! After I left, the entire time and space collapsed, and everyone died in it! Just because I was the reincarnation of a god, I was born. To be reborn in this time and space!"

Ruan Xinglan's head hurt, and there was so much information that his sword hand trembled slightly.

Even knowing that Lin Zhiyi had a miserable end in the previous time and space, it doesn't mean that they should let Lin Zhiyi go because of this.

The sword was still aimed at Lin Zhiyi's throat.

"Please, let him go? Please, please?!"

The sons of the human gods below knelt down and begged for mercy, all with mournful expressions.

"He? He just wanted to save us. Our race is in the cultivation world, and has been humiliated by monks for a long time. Now, we are the only ones who survive."

"He? He just wants to avenge us!"

"The cultivation world doesn't regard us as human beings at all. We are descendants of gods anyway. Since the gods became extinct, our race has been destroyed and tortured! Why can't you let us live as you claim to be righteous people?"

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Ruan Xinglan almost laughed angrily, but he asked back: "What do you know? The person Lin Zhiyi killed just now was not someone else, but the master who raised him to be a talent and raised him to be a person." You were persecuted by the comprehension world, what does it have to do with me? Could it be that I persecuted you? I tortured, humiliated, and killed you? The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. Go find the culprit who hurt you! Why bother pressing such a hat on me?"

After a pause, he sneered again: "What? A righteous person! I have never said that I am a righteous person! At first, I was the first disciple of the Tianyan Sword Sect, and the entire cultivation world praised me as the light of the righteous way. A model of Taoism. Later, I was exposed to be the reincarnation of a demon king, and the cultivation world damaged me as the reincarnation of a calamity, evil ghosts and evil gods! What? You say everything? You decide the reputation? Now Restrict me with rules and regulations, how old are you?"

His arm trembled, the blade buzzed, Ruan Xinglan swung the sword away, but in the next moment, Lin Zhiyi rushed over, clenched the blade with both hands, and blood gushed out from his eye sockets.

He said: "Senior brother, please, don't hurt them. They are my last relatives in this world. Please don't hurt them. Kill me and avenge the master!"

"They are your relatives, Master, me, and Fenghuang, the three of us are not your relatives?" Ruan Xinglan looked down at him and said with disappointment, "I once treated you Like brothers and sisters, I have saved your life several times. Until now, I have never killed you, but you opened or closed your mouth, all for the sake of others. After all, the lives of others are more important, and Master and us are nothing more than you in your eyes. Earl."

"It's not like that, no, no."

Lin Zhiyi's face was full of misery, and more blood flowed out from his bloody eyes.It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything.

He could only raise his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill? Me, kill? Me."

Ruan Xinglan wanted to kill him? Come on, but if he killed him, only two of the so-called "Three Masters of Sword Sect" remained.

Three people are indispensable.

The son of the god of man was bought back by the master with his life, and Lin Zhiyi was also the son of the god of man.

Ruan Xinglan couldn't bear to ruin|trash Master's dedication.

In the end, before making a move, he pulled out the sword with a shake of his wrist, and slowly shook his head: "I won't kill you. Kill you, and you will be completely free. Dead people don't feel pain, but people who live are the ones who feel pain." Life is better than death. My pain, you can't bear it for me, then I want you to live in guilt forever."

Lin Zhiyi looked stunned. Hearing this, he twitched the corner of his lower lip slightly, and nodded quickly and bitterly: "That's fine, I will live in darkness for the rest of my life, and never see the light."

"But Master will never come back. Even if you die, Master will never come back." Fenghuang's face was full of exhaustion. The experience of the two lifetimes made his eyes full of despair. Tears, "Tired, let this end."

Ruan Xinglan also felt tired, tired, and didn't want to continue?

But they have more important things to do.

Back then in the illusion, Tiandao said that they will meet again in the end.

When Mu Qianqiu disappeared here, the Heavenly Dao would reappear.

"Master won't die, even if I have to lose my bones and ashes, I will turn things around!"

Ruan Xinglan stretched out his hand and made a move, the palm of his hand burst with strong energy, the wind was loud, and a small spinning top was spinning rapidly.

Fenghuang stared blankly at the spinning top, full of confusion: "Isn't this Changqing Temple Yuanzhen? Spinning top, why are you holding this thing?"

"You don't have to know!"

Ruan Xinglan's sleeves fluttered, and the spinning top spun faster and faster, hovering in his palm. He murmured in a low voice, "The dragon and the white lotus are dependent on your power to go to the lower realm. Since all the? It started with you, so it should end with you!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang from the northeast, and a pitch-black dragon flew towards it from a distance.

The cultivators present were frightened tonight, seeing this flood dragon, they were instantly out of their wits.Going backwards and forwards.

"The devil, it's the devil!"

"Why are there two demon kings? Is Ruan Xinglan the reincarnation of the demon king?"

"He? Come, he? Come! Flood Dragon is coming!"

The flood dragon turned into a humanoid in front of everyone.

Walking slowly from the darkness, he was dressed in black clothes, his eyes were gloomy, his face was paler than frost and snow, but one arm was broken, and the left sleeve was empty.

He looked left and right sullenly, and stayed on Lin Zhiyi whose eyes had been destroyed for a while, before landing on Ruan Xinglan, and said coldly: "You lured me out? These are all you What did you do??"

Ruan Xinglan didn't answer, the spinning top in his palm was spinning rapidly, he asked, "Do you remember Bailian?"

"What? White lotus? I have favored countless people. How can I remember so many?" The devil's tone was cold, as if suddenly remembering something, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

The Tongtian Stairway had long since been annihilated, and there was no trace of Mu Qianqiu in the black spot above his head.

Only the corpses all over the sky and the strong smell of blood in the air can prove what kind of killing just happened.

"Where did Mu Qianqiu go? Where is he? People?" The demon king pressed, his eyes gradually turned red, "Say! Where did Mu Qianqiu go? What happened to this gentleman? Tell me quickly! Kill you!"

There was a dead silence on the field, and no one spoke.

Ruan Xinglan's face was calm, and he had already put life and death aside.

He? If you want to gamble once, you will bet on whether people can win the sky.

Even if the body is smashed to pieces and the soul flies away.

He? Need to turn it around for Mu Qianqiu? This is impossible!

"He died, died in your arms, did you forget?" Ruan Xinglan's tone was cold, "When he died, his spiritual power was completely exhausted. I don't ask you to let his primordial spirit go away. You let go of the two former fellow apprentices, do you still remember?"

The devil said: "So what if you remember? In the last time and space? Mu Qianqiu died and disappeared, but he was rescued by me again? Come back! The fate between me and him is not over, and this life is where we meet again. Continuing the frontier! You are the one who blocked my way, who are you?"

"I'm someone you'll never guess."

Ruan Xinglan laughed in a low voice, and looked at the Demon Lord with mockery and pity.

If you can't even recognize your beloved before, how can you talk about love?

But it's just trying to show people's appearance, pleasing people's flesh and blood, and greedy for a moment of comfort?