I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

"You lied to me again." Fang Qinghong said.

Liu Menghan raised his eyebrows: "How can you see that?"

Fang Qinghong said calmly: "Brother Yao is an immortal, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to become immortal in one step in a short period of time. Immortals are different, how can you hurt him?"

From now until now, the young man's repeated defense of Fuyao can't help but make Liu Menghan, who is under the control of the 'evil force', feel annoyed for a while.He is no longer a real person, but the memory and the emotions left in this body still make him feel dissatisfied with Qinghong's reaction from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Menghan asked back: "What if I have something in my hand that can hurt him?"

Fang Qinghong's thoughts turned, and he thought of many things in an instant.In the end, his memory was fixed on the cup of spiritual wine in his previous life, and his face changed suddenly: "What poison did you give me?!"

But Liu Menghan pretended not to tell him any more.

The young man in white gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Menghan, I don't want to kill you. You saved my life once, so I gave you a chance. But now, it's about the life and death of others. I can't let others bear the consequences of my indecision."

After saying that, he launched an attack directly, the sword of Taichu stuck to the aorta of the neck, and inserted half of it inward.The cold light pierces the skin, freezing the acupoints and meridians.

Fang Qinghong: "Do you want to open the passage or not!"

Liu Menghan held out the Xihuangling, and used actions instead of answers.

Both of them were in the stage of leaving their bodies, and Fang Qinghong came from behind, overwhelming the same level. Even if Liu Menghan possessed a pure and impurity-free Yangmu spirit frame, it still couldn't be compared with the Dao fetus with perfect five elements.

What's more, Fang Qinghong made a move with anger, what he wanted was a quick move, so he didn't have any scruples in making moves.One inch close to one inch, the two quickly decided the winner with close to close hand-to-hand combat. In the end, Liu Menghan was knocked down to the ground, and the Taichu sword slammed into his head with a "bang".

Fang Qinghong rode on him, grabbed his neck with one hand, leaned down and asked again: "Should I open it or not?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his intuition frantically warned, he subconsciously raised his hand and waved his sword, splitting the black mist that had just gathered in Liu Menghan's hand.

Fang Qinghong looked at the wisp of black mist that dissipated, and finally realized that this... is actually an 'evil force'!

He turned his head: "Lonely Mountain is also you?"

Liu Menghan laughed at himself: "What do you think? Do I have time and opportunity?"

Fang Qinghong asked aggressively: "Does that have anything to do with you?"

Liu Menghan was stunned, and for a moment, he showed an incomprehensible smile, and finally uttered a word: "Yes."

Fang Qinghong was driven mad by his attitude of spitting a little on one side and hiding a little on the other, grabbed his lapel, and lifted him up: "What the hell did you do, tell me everything!"

Liu Menghan looked at him right and wrong, with hope hidden in his sad eyes: "What if all this is not what I want? Will you save me too?"

Fang Qinghong's sword-holding hand paused for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said: "If you really have a problem, you should understand that helping the evildoers is not the way out for self-help."

Liu Menghan lowered her eyes to cover up the waves.After a while, he said, "OK."

He raised his hand and a small magic circle appeared beside him.Then he handed a fan-shaped jade pendant to Fang Qinghong, and said: "This is a token of the Kunlun Palace. If you hold it, you can use the space magic circle of the Kunlun Palace. Go."

Fang Qinghong took the jade pendant, took a deep look at Liu Menghan, got up and rushed into the circle, disappearing in the flying golden rain.

After a long time, Liu Menghan sat up in the empty and dilapidated temple, looking at his right hand thoughtfully.Not long ago, it was the 'evil power' in this hand that was dispersed by Fang Qinghong.

At present, there is not much curse power in his body, and it is basically used in the Taoyuan secret realm.

He raised his face against the sun and muttered to himself, "Even if we go now, it's too late."

Central Tianlu Temple.

Liu Menghan didn't lie to him, the jade pendant is really a token of the magic circle, Fang Qinghong was shaken by the violent wind as soon as he stepped out of the formation.Finally opening his eyes, the scene in front of him caused his heart to stop suddenly.

Fang Qinghong rushed towards the center of the wind, desperately shouting: "Master! Stop!"

In the center of Gangfeng, Dao Heng stood suspended in the air. His white Taoist robe was covered with mud and blood, and there were several cuts on his body.It can be seen what kind of vicious battle Fang Qinghong encountered during the short time he was away.

At this time, Dao Heng's body was surrounded by black mist, and he was trying his best to absorb the black mist from Huineng's relic.

Those sects who had besieged him earlier stayed slumped outside the gang wind circle, watching Dao Heng's every move nervously, lest he suddenly attack and hit the 'evil force' on their side.

Zhishan and Feng Ruhui, the two most influential people here, sat on both sides to heal their wounds and adjust their breathing.The great venerable was obviously affected by the old injury of the Buddha's bone pierced by the fairy sword when he was in Yingzhou Island. At this time, several elder monks protected him in the center and sent Buddha's power to heal the wound.But looking at its damaged bones, it can be basically judged that the road to becoming a Buddha has been cut off, and it will stop here for a lifetime.

Alas, sigh.

"Yunhong is here."

Dao Heng turned his head when he heard the sound, soft ripples opened in his eyes: "Say something to Yun Ji for me, just say that I'm going to break my promise, and I can't take him to the world again."

For more than 40 years, their relationship has been good.It can be said that Heng treats He Tiantian as his own.

He restrained himself and returned to the courtesy, endured all his life, and walked on the right path that everyone in the world considers good.But if Wenwen Heng had any complaints in his heart, he would probably admit it frankly.

When he was young, the former suzerain, his master, kept looking at Daoyi.Even the suzerain position was his turn because the younger brother had no intention of doing so.

Later, everyone said how Haoyue dared to compete with the scorching sun, he was the moon at night, and Tian Zongzhizi's junior was the scorching sun, exuding dazzling brilliance.

His whole life seemed to be living in the shadow of Dao Yi forever, and everyone's footsteps chasing the sun, from the beginning to the end, would not stop him.

Until He Tiantian appeared.

The little nephew is frank and cute, and will act like a normal child, acting like a baby to him.For a moment, Daoheng's emotional needs as a human being are met.

When the little nephew was pulling at the hem of his clothes and trying to climb up his legs, he no longer needed to live in the perfect image carefully whitewashed by reason, nor did he need to be isolated from his emotions, he was him, a person with ordinary emotions.

Dao Heng is like countless elders who dote on children in the world, pampering the little nephew and watching him grow up little by little.In He Tiantian's eyes, he is no longer a weak and invisible image under the sun.

And in the night when the scorching sun is gone, only the brilliance of the silver moon illuminates the path of the world, silently and gently protecting every family who returns home at night.

"Send a mayfly to the world, a drop in the vast ocean." Dao Heng recited long.

Cracks appeared on his body, and black mist escaped from the gaps, accompanied by dripping blood, falling like rain.

And when Daoheng absorbed the last ray of "evil power" from the relic, the altar between his eyebrows finally fell and was occupied by the curse.He gave a final laugh and said:

"How much is life, a gentleman—don't regret it!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "bang", and Dao Heng's body was torn apart.Surrounded by boundless black energy, he ignited his soul fire, blew himself up and died.

For Du Tianxia's leisurely mouth, and even the sword sect who walked on thin ice in the great world, Dao Heng took the initiative to absorb the curse attached to Huineng's relic by himself, and took all the guilt with his death.

And his death will also make the factions of the five regions lose their reason to attack Jianzong.

As long as his body dies and his dao disappears, the three souls and seven souls polluted by "evil forces" can no longer enter the six realms of reincarnation.

"Do not!!!"

Fang Qinghong ran towards the blood rain, but before it fell on him, the burning soul fire was purified by the Buddha light of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle urged by all the eminent monks of Tianlu Temple.

Nothing was left.

Fang Qinghong stopped, looked up at the bright sky, lost his mind: "It's my fault, I was too careless, it's my fault, if it wasn't for me..."

As for the sects watching in the outer circle, they used excuses to take advantage of the fire, but now that the excuses are gone, and they couldn't find any new ones, they couldn't help but look at each other, silent.

The sword energy around the young man in white suddenly ran wild, and the strong wind blew his robe, and the wind blades surrounded him, threatening everyone present who was ready to move.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, and said in a hateful voice: "Moyu, Helian Wushe, and those who have retreated behind, if you don't avenge this revenge, Fang Qinghong swears not to be human!"

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Acacia Sect.

In the magnificent palace, a blood man fell in the center of the formation.He was motionless, as if he was dead, but the crimson blood was still flowing between every stripe of the formation, emitting a red light like mist.A certain name reveals a trace of weirdness and ominousness.

Suddenly, the blood man trembled and let out a high-pitched scream.He rolled all over the ground, his hands and fingers twitched, and he scratched at himself, and the scene was horrible for a while.

But Dazheng still didn't stop transforming his body, the blood in his body seemed to be driven by something, forcing the pores of his skin.

The sky was slanting towards the west, and the moment the light dimmed, this ritual, which was tantamount to torture, finally came to an end.

The blood man, who was only half breathed, remained motionless, his chest rising and falling weakly, showing the proof of his survival.After a while, he moved his fingers and struggled to crawl slowly on the ground.

Like a snake shedding its shell, he took off the bloody skin, revealing a delicate and beautiful face like painted skin, then stood up, and gracefully walked out of the extinguished magic circle.

The dim light of dusk streamed over his face, reflecting a smug smile.

It's Li Wansheng.

Haha, it worked, hahahaha!

His facial features were distorted in the extreme excitement, and the boy kept taking deep breaths to calm down his excited mood.He has withstood the training of true dragon blood, and now, he finally has the qualifications to take over the fairy bones!

Only by taking away Gu Peiyuan's immortal bones and luck, and exchanging them with himself, can he fully possess the immortal weapon.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the ear:

"There is a change in the Demon Realm, and it will attack Jianzong soon. The old man really didn't keep his promise, and he started ahead of time." Speaking of this, the owner of the voice snorted, and said: "But how can the four seas and five regions hide it from us? Eyes and ears?"

Li Wansheng bowed to the ground: "The suzerain is wise!"

Fengzu: "Disciple, are you ready?"

"Ready." Li Wansheng tried his best to suppress the trembling in his tone. He was so happy that the fruit of victory was close in front of him.

Feng Zu seemed very satisfied, his voice slowed down, and he was persuasive and persuasive: "As long as you succeed, the immortal soldier is yours, and his destiny is also yours."

Li Wansheng: "I will live up to Master's expectations!"