When the devil respects life as a waste

Shen Zhengze's soul was violently turbulent, and the power to destroy the world was about to burst out.

Xie Lingjun's pupils dilated instantly, stepped forward and pinched Shen Zhengze's shoulders, and scolded, "Calm down!"

"How do you want me to calm down!" Shen Zhengze shook Xie Lingjun's hand, and said hoarsely, "Did you hear that! Where is Xie Lingjun now? I thought he was in meditation in the Paradise of Paradise, but they said, they said..."

they said……

Xie Lingjun is in...

"Xie Lingjun is in the mourning pagoda." Jiang Xie looked directly at Chang Xiangsi, and at the end, he let out a long sigh and resigned himself to telling the truth.

The Consolation Pagoda, Qingyang Pavilion is used to store the corpses of monks in the pavilion.Xie Lingjun is in the mourning pagoda, what this represents is simply self-evident.

When Chang Xiangsi heard this sentence, her mind went blank at first, and then she felt so sad by God's will.

The opportunity was fleeting, and after all, they missed the fleeting inspiration.

Jiang Xie was in great pain: "He suddenly fell into a coma more than a month ago. He didn't die, but he could no longer sense his divine soul. Of the three human souls, the fighting soul, the good soul, and the evil soul, there is only one thread that is dilapidated. The good soul still exists, and the rest are missing. I put its body in the ten-thousand-year-old ice white jade collected in the Western Paradise, and prepare to summon the soul..."

Chang Xiangsi raised her head and closed her eyes, then opened her eyes, looked at the sky lantern high in the sky, blinked, and said in a hoarse voice: "You bring the dead body, let us have a look, so we can give up on this."

In less than half a moment, Jiang Xie held a roll of white silk in his hand and led the person out from the comfort tower.

The white silk wrapped the ice jade layer by layer, Jiang Xie flicked his wrist, and the white silk spread apart, revealing the white jade coffin.

Inside the crystal clear jade outer coffin, there is a jade coffin.

Xie Lingjun's face remained unchanged, just like in his lifetime, it was shockingly beautiful.He was lying peacefully in the coffin, looking like he was only in a deep sleep. Although his chest did not breathe up and down, it seemed that he would wake up in the next second.

Seeing this situation, Shen Zhengze's eyes were tearing apart, and he roared: "Xie Lingjun is inside! He is inside the white jade coffin!"

"He's fine," Xie Lingjun said coldly, "He's right in front of your eyes, don't drive me crazy."

"Who is that in front of me? Is it you? What are you? You deserve to be called Xie Lingjun! You deserve to be compared with the elder brother? I've long since seen you as an eyesore!" Shen Zhengze cursed angrily.Two drops of bright red blood oozed from his eye sockets, and flowed down his handsome face to his chin.

Xie Lingjun thought to himself, he couldn't let it go any longer.

Xie Lingjun once released his soul, and immediately vomited blood afterwards.Shen Zhengze's eyes were bleeding, which was the precursor to the overflow of the power of the soul.

Right now, dozens of great powers gathered in Qingyang Pavilion, which is located in the sky above Changliu Peak. Once Shen Zhengze released the power of his soul, he would definitely be discovered.At that time, if all the great powers let go of their grievances and join forces to strangle Shen Zhengze with the power of the formation, then even Xie Lingjun will have a hard time saying whether he can save Shen Zhengze.

Xie Lingjun thought helplessly, although he hated Shen Zhengze a little, he didn't want to see Shen Zhengze die.

Thinking in this way, he grabbed Shen Zhengze's neck, pressed him against the cliff, poured spiritual energy into it, and sealed off Shen Zhengze's three souls and seven souls.

The gap in realm is revealed at this moment.

Although their souls have penetrated the Supreme Realm, Xie Lingjun's body is a level higher than Shen Zhengze's. Without using his soul, he can easily restrain Shen Zhengze.

Xie Lingjun's left hand was full of strength, and Shen Zhengze was held down by him, unable to move.

Spiritual power poured into Shen Zhengze's body continuously, and the violent spirit was calmed down, or in other words, imprisoned.

"You'd better be honest with me. You have exhausted my patience. I don't want to waste any more time and energy on you." Xie Lingjun said.

His left hand was even more forceful, without letting up at all; but his right hand was raised, gently stroking Shen Zhengze's fine temple hair.

Xie Lingjun held the sword in his right hand, and the moment his two fingers touched Shen Zhengze's hair on the temples, the tattered iron sword was also attached to Shen Zhengze's left cheek.

Icy.

Extremely dangerous.

The blade of the sword gently brushed against the shiny skin, and instantly cut a light red mark, so light that not even blood flowed out, leaving only a faint trace.

"I'm not that kind of person," Xie Lingjun lowered his eyes and laughed, "When I see someone I hate, it's not like the demon cultivator in the abyss who wants to put him to death. I don't even take a second look, let alone Don't mention fighting with the other party. It's dirty my hands and my sword..."

From nowhere, Shen Zhengze turned from an evenly matched opponent to an existence that disappointed him.Maybe just now.A person who doesn't care about his master but only cares about himself, what else can Xie Lingjun expect from Shen Zhengze?

If Shen Zhengze can be avoided...

"But you always appear in front of my eyes, and I also feel that I have a deep karma with you, which is difficult to unravel. Your existence is not something I can avoid, and I don't want to escape."

Xie Lingjun faced the reality squarely, it was God's will, so he had no choice but to accept it calmly.

There was no emotion in his tone: "We had agreed to fight a thousand years later, and now we are attacking you. I hope you know that it was not my intention, but you really offended me."

Shen Zhengze was restrained, the despair in his heart deepened, and he said indiscriminately: "Your words really make people laugh out loud. What do you think you are? You are just a shadow of Xie Lingjun. You don't really think how much you are. Isn't it amazing?"

While speaking, Shen Zhengze had already made plans to break the boat, all his strength was gathered, and there was a faint tendency to break through the shackles.

He lived a new life to make up for his shortcomings, and dedicated all his enthusiasm, loyalty, and unspeakable love to his senior brother.

But the elder brother is lying in the white jade coffin, life and death are uncertain.

He didn't believe it, and he wanted to take a look at the person he loved.

If Eldest Senior Brother is dead, what right does he have to continue living?

Xie Lingjun frowned, the originally unimpeded spiritual power was about to bounce back, Shen Zhengze was not so easy to be subdued, it was because he underestimated the other party.

But what about that?

He knew how to deal with Shen Zhengze, and only he knew this.

"I know your weakness..." Xie Lingjun held the sword and stabbed it into Shen Zhengze's right chest.

He was close to Shen Zhengze's ear, so close that all the breath he exhaled fell into the other's ear, as if he wanted to penetrate into Shen Zhengze's body along the ear canal.

He said: "Is it here? You have been fatally wounded here, and your soul still has a flaw... I have caught your handle, and you still think you can writhe out of my palm?"

At this moment, Xie Lingjun's sword pierced Shen Zhengze's right chest and pierced through the opponent's shoulder blade.

Shen Zhengze's injury was not the front chest, but the shoulder blade on the right side of the back. This is his weakness, and only Xie Lingjun knows about it.

Even if he lives again, Shen Zhengze's soul is still the same as that of the previous life, and has not changed.

Shen Zhengze's soul was damaged, and this matter was related to Xie Lingjun.

Xie Lingjun and Shen Zhengze once broke into a secret realm of the abyss together. In the secret realm, there was a powerful man with a sword to assassinate Xie Lingjun.At that time, one of them had completed the Vientiane Realm, and the other had just ascended to the Vientiane Realm, unable to resist the power of the Selfless Realm.

In desperation, Shen Zhengze blocked Xie Lingjun's sword, jumped into the formation and filled the formation with his body, only then was able to keep Xie Lingjun.

If it was just an ordinary sword, it would not be able to leave scars on Shen Zhengze's soul.

The sword that injures people is called Chuyang Sword. It is an ancient divine sword hidden in the Qionglou by the Qiushui Lake in southern Xinjiang. No one can make it recognize its owner. It is a well-deserved spiritual treasure of Qizong.

If it wasn't for Chu Yang's sword denial of his master, Shen Zhengze would have died by the sword long ago.

The scars that had been suffered were uncovered again, and the power of the soul that was about to surge began to curl up.

Xie Lingjun thought of the origin of the sword mark, so he couldn't hate Shen Zhengze any more, so he pursed his lips and pierced through the sword mark, firmly blocking the opponent's soul power.

"Why..." Shen Zhengze couldn't figure it out, his soul had obviously healed, why could it be broken again?

Xie Lingjun let go, and said slowly: "This is God's will, the cycle of cause and effect, there is a destiny in the dark."

An iron sword penetrated Shen Zhengze and nailed him to the cliff of Changliu Peak.

Blood dripping.

Warm blood flows down the stone wall, winding and beautiful.

Shen Zhengze felt that his strength was about to disappear completely, and finally he was willing to bow his head, begging bitterly: "Xie Lingjun, let me go, I just want to see the big brother... I beg you, I was wrong... let me see Take a look at him, as long as you let me see him... Please, I am willing to promise you three requests, and I will do it through fire and water..."

Shen Zhengze simply tied up his hair with a silver headband.

At the moment, his hair is messy.

Like his person and his heart, it is messed up in the wind.

"I beg you……"

Xie Lingjun remained unmoved, raised his hand, wiped off the two lines of blood on Shen Zhengze's face, and pulled the fluttering temple hair to his ears for him, and then said lightly: "Didn't I tell you that I will comb my hair carefully every day from now on. Just a ponytail, it's too casual."

"I will comb my hair well," Shen Zhengze's voice became softer and weaker, "I promise you...please...I want...to see..."

The sound is too small to be heard.

Amid unwillingness and hatred, Shen Zhengze gradually lost his voice.

Xie Lingjun raised his hand and closed Shen Zhengze's hateful eyes.He waited for a while, grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled out the iron sword, and stretched out his arms to hug Shen Zhengze.He looked down at the person in his arms, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Xie Lingjun looked up at the sky again.

high in the air.

The upside-down ax has disappeared, and the sky lanterns of Yizhongtianxia are slowly falling into darkness.

The imminent war did not unfold as expected, but disappeared under the compromise of both parties.

Of the five magic formations and the three major sword formations, only the magic formations "Jiuxiao Luoling" and "Vientiane Chaozong" remained.

Chang Xiangsi was leaning on the harp, with a tired face, holding a roll of white silk, and the end of the white silk was tied with a white jade coffin.He took more than 30 monks, and Xie Lingjun who was lying peacefully in the coffin, and left the Changbai Mountains on Bailian.

The mighty and distant bells once again penetrated the entire Changbai Mountains.

"when--"

One sound.Two, three...

Either crisp, or low, music sounds of different tones radiated from the air, and it took a full twelve beats before it stopped.

The Sankui chime will automatically play the movement to see off guests after twelve strikes.

Streaming light poured down from the sky to send off distinguished guests who came from afar.

The voices that have been sealed in the sound array since 10 years ago, the voices belonging to Chi Feiyang, the founder of Qingyang Pavilion, and Cai Mo, the founder of Beiming School, sounded from the sound array again——

"Have friends come from afar?"

This is Vientiane Chaozong.

The author has something to say: I am happy.

Chu Yangjian, I mentioned it in Chapter 21.I should have buried the foreshadowing in the previous article for the content in this chapter.

Other sects come to Qingyang Pavilion for dignitaries. This plot starts from Chapter 25 and ends successfully in Chapter 32~

In this plot, the two lines run parallel and the light and dark are intertwined. I am really satisfied with the writing.