There are bandits in Zhongshan

"I'll remember..." A trace of confusion flashed across Chang Li's face, "In the past, I've already remembered."

She remembered those sealed past events hundreds of years ago in the Haotian Temple, bit by bit, without any omission, even the tiniest corners are clear.

"That's Changli's past, but it's not your past." Wu Hui said, he raised his eyes and saw the impure darkness in Changli's eyes, "Do you know why I called you Changli?" ?”

Chang Li's body flinched unconsciously. She felt that Wu Hui's words had no clear meaning, but something gradually became clearer. With a more desperate coldness, the hole in her heart was torn even wider. She remained silent for a long time before He said softly: "The little uncle said that it was because I was picked up under the phoenix tree."

In ancient times, the phoenix forest on Jiuyi Mountain was the place where the phoenix lived. The phoenix bird was also called Changli, and it was named after her.

"I did tell her that, but it's not true. My eldest disciple, Jing Yu, is a jade stone. Afterwards, the two disciples I took in were orphans without father and mother, so I gave them both with jade stones. They named them, only you are an exception." Wu Hui paused, and continued in a calm tone: "I want to forge a sword, to make fire."

"Fire..." Chang Li said, the childhood home appeared in front of his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the spiritual power around him seemed to feel the bullying of her emotions, and churned uncontrollably.

Her name is Changli, and the place where she lived since she was a child is called Chongming, she lives near the water, there are only wood and stones in the courtyard, the Jiange is in the south, the only exit is Xunmen, that is clearly the layout of the furnace.

In the end, even those were included in this plan that lasted for thousands of years.

Whether it's the name or the place where I felt safe when I was a child, it's all fake.

"My parents..." Changli murmured, "Who are they?"

"I don't know." Wu Hui wrote lightly, still in the same indifferent tone, looking at Chang Li, as if he was looking at a dead object like gold and stone, "The only thing we want is you."

"Then why did you destroy that city?" Chang Li said again, she felt pain spreading all over her body, as if it was going to tear her apart, but she stubbornly kept her voice steady, unwilling to show any weakness.

Wu Hui was silent for a moment, then smiled suddenly, and said: "Because you are the sword of heaven, you don't need to be bound by human feelings, those will only become your obstacles, including fellow disciples, and Zhong Mingzhu, they are all the same, if you can If you see it through yourself earlier and abandon these illusory emotions, they will not die."

The noisy spiritual power suddenly fell silent.

At this time, a paper crane flew over and landed in Wu Hui's hands. He opened it and showed a meaningful expression. He got up, took one last look at Chang Li, and said, "Sooner or later, you will understand."

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind swept over him, and his figure disappeared. On the empty high platform, there was an endless darkness, like an abyss turned upside down.

Changli clenched her hands tightly, only in this way could she restrain the trembling deep in her heart, she didn't know how long it took before she pulled out a tiny bit of sobriety from the endless despair, and slowly raised her eyes to look into the distance, her eyes became more and more numb Submerging into that dark color, she continued to move forward, but she couldn't reach the edge, just like the growing hole in her heart.

"The sword of heaven..." At the end, she lowered her eyes as if losing her strength, and repeated these words silently again.

Why is it me-

Ever since she knew Yu Yuan's plan, this question lingered in her mind more and more frequently, like a nightmare.Several times, in a trance, she would hear various voices.

Experienced, never experienced, like chaotic threads, intertwined and intertwined, weaving into a fine net, entangled her tightly.

Yu Yuan wanted to break through the boundaries and ascend, and Wu Hui wanted to challenge the Dao of Heaven. They knew their identities and their goals clearly, without any ambiguity.

But what about me?

"But what about me..." she murmured.

She lived for more than six hundred years, most of which she spent in confusion.

There is nothing in my heart, nothing to think about, nothing to say, not to mention external objects, or even my own existence.

And those few joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, compared with the large blank, are like a can of paint injected into the vast ocean, no matter how strong the tone is, it will inevitably become flat in the end.

Thinking of Zhong Mingzhu, she still felt unbearable pain in her heart, but day after day, the pain was no longer as sharp as before.

She didn't know if it was the influence of the spirit circle, or because it was the inevitable end-everything in this world would eventually return to nothingness.

If you can see through it earlier and return to nothingness earlier, maybe——

Thinking of Wu Hui's words, the pain suddenly swept over the sky and covered the ground, and even the breathing was infected with pain like a knife cut. A tear fell, taking away the last warmth, leaving endless dryness, just like the cracked earth.

"Is it going to end after all..." She looked at the quiet sword, and found that the blood red on the sword had gradually receded.

The remnant soul of Chongxiao in the sword has been burned for tens of thousands of years in the sword furnace, and its strength has weakened. After being suppressed by Changli three times, it has completely dissipated. Now on this Feixiantai, although it is called Chongxiao Sword, the sword has already died. No original evil.Chang Li looked at the sword carefully, it was the first time she took a serious look at the sword since it showed its original appearance.

The black sword body after the blood streaks dissipated looked somewhat familiar for no reason.

The smooth blade, like a mirror, clearly reflected everything, she stared into it, and then saw a pair of dark eyes.

Those are her eyes.

In the next moment, the pitch-black swayed, but turned into a vague sword shadow.

That's also her—

"This is me..." Her gaze seemed to be attracted by the darkness, and she couldn't move it away. It deepened and gradually became lost in it.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it was a short moment, maybe hundreds of thousands of years, time seems to be frozen, there is nothing in the world, only her and the black sword are left.

It's like going back to that time——

"At that time..." she said softly.

Suddenly, countless pictures flashed in the darkness.

The figure walking alone in troubled times with a sword, the grotesque gathering of thousands of generations on the top of Kunlun Mountain, the glow reflected in the water under the peach forest, and the raging wars and elegiac songs amidst the shaking of the earth.

In the end, there is a dark mausoleum, empty and desolate, where thousands of years of youth are fleeting.

That was not Chang Li's experience, but happened tens of thousands of years ago. She had seen similar scenes in her dreams, but they were always separated by a layer of fog, so she couldn't see clearly. At this time, the fog dissipated, and those who were The picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of her was clearer than ever.

There is an explanation for every haunting mystery.

That was not a long distance experience.

"But it's mine." It was her voice, slow but extremely calm, as if it came from another person.

Suddenly, something seemed to be flowing down from the darkness above her head. She raised her eyes and her expression was shocked.

She was vaguely aware of the truth of all this, although it was not completely clear, but there seemed to be a voice next to her ear telling her what was surging in the darkness.

—is chaos.

Yu Yuan stared at Feixiantai, unconsciously showing a look of satisfaction, although Chang Li has been resisting, but the situation is still advancing step by step according to the plan.

Under the bluish aura that shrouded Feixiantai, sword aura was faintly revealed, and when the sword aura is prosperous enough to break through the spirit formation, it will be a great success.

The spiritual power of the Sea of ​​Sumeru comes from the upper realm, and the place where Changli is located is the point where the spiritual power poured down in the past, connecting the upper realm, once the sword is completed, more spiritual power will pour down , They no longer have to be limited by the lack of spiritual power in the lower realm, and endure the pain of cultivating to the extreme without any breakthrough.

After the opening of the Three Realms, there were very few ascensions, and although those ascension monks had achieved great success, they brought the spiritual power they absorbed to the upper realm, causing the spiritual power in the lower realm to become increasingly scarce.Ever since she stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, she heard from her seniors that no one in this lower realm can cultivate the immortal body. After hundreds of years of suffering without making any progress in her cultivation, she finally realized that, as the predecessors said, the lower realm is no longer suitable for cultivating immortals, and one day, they will all disappear in the long river of time.

— But she was not reconciled.

How can you be willing?It's not that she is not qualified enough, it's just that this lower realm doesn't have enough spiritual power for her to go further.

At that time, she met Wu Hui in Jiuyi Mountain. The man held the Cangwu sword and told her that there might be a way to open the gap to the upper realm and bring the lower realm back to its former prosperity.

Without waiting for Wu Hui to say it a second time, she agreed to join forces with him.

She has cultivated for many years without any distractions, and when she stopped practicing, she looked back and suddenly realized that there was nothing in this world that she was nostalgic for. The only thing she wanted was to continue to move forward, on this road that had been going on for thousands of years. Keep going on the road.

To the end, to the extreme.It doesn't matter even if she gets nothing, she has nothing to care about, and she has nothing to lose.

Such a desperate gamble is the only way to get today.

Although Daozhong suffered many unexpected defeats.

For example, after Liu Hanyan, who was a pawn, fell into the sword furnace, he became the host of the Chongxiao Sword by accident, and even when he reappeared, he was recognized by the Chongxiao Sword, which almost destroyed Feixiantai.

Another example is that the Liuhe Pagoda, which has been painstakingly arranged for hundreds of years, was burned to destroy Changli's eternal experience.

Afterwards, the sword manual of the Great Wilderness disappeared, and when Changli lost control, the sword energy in his body was forcibly suppressed by Zhong Mingzhu, and there was the overhanging duel in Zhuoguang Mountain. All kinds of accidents abound. I thought that the millennium plan was about to come to naught, but because of the obsession in my heart, I got today where the fruit is within reach.

The only regret is that Changli failed to kill Zhong Mingzhu himself.

Just as Changli cut off the thread of love with his own hands that day, this sword of the way of heaven has already been forged.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sighed lightly, then she smiled in relief, thinking: Even if it takes decades, it doesn't matter if it takes hundreds of years.

She's always going to get what she wants.

Glancing at Feixiantai again, the relief in her eyes deepened, and she said to herself, "Maybe it won't take that long at all."

A month ago, after Wu Hui had a talk with Chang Li, the sword energy on Feixiantai became more and more obvious. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel the oppressive force. I can't help but feel awe.

The monks who were originally close to Feixiantai were also forced to retreat to a very far distance, and those with weaker cultivation bases even retreated to the outside of the island.

All this indicates that the day of completion is approaching.

At this time, Wu Hui led five monks and appeared behind her. He looked calm, but the monks behind him looked panic-stricken.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yuan said indifferently, his gaze never leaving Feixiantai.

One of the cultivators took a look at Wu Hui, saw that he was bowing his head in silence, and rushed to say, "Fairy, Lu Lin and the others are gone!"

The monks stationed nearby found out that Lu Lin led a large number of troops into the Sea of ​​Sumeru, but they only had time to send the information back, and there was no news. Most of them were already dead. After Wu Hui got the news, he immediately led a few people forward. Going to find out, who knows that it was all in vain, let alone a human figure, or even a trace of spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, Lu Lin's whereabouts could not be found anywhere.

"How is it possible?" Yu Yuan frowned, "Even if he can hide his whereabouts, it is impossible to hide so many people."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a cold voice coming from the void.

"It's true that I can't, but others may not."

Unhurried, with a bit of obvious sarcasm, it was undoubtedly Lu Lin's voice.

"What!" Yu Yuan's eyes darkened, and with a flick of his sleeve, a stream of light was rolled up in the sky, rushing towards where the sound came from like a rain of arrows.

In the next moment, several blue thunders flashed past, scattering the light from the sky. Where the blue thunders passed, the place that was originally empty shook lightly for a few times, and then it seemed that the surface of the water broke suddenly, raising the sky with water mist, It was covered there, but the fog soon dissipated, revealing many figures behind it.

The chain whip in Lu Lin's hand was flickering with thunder, and it was flying through the air like a dragon. Beside him, Ruoye was holding a Yaoqin in one hand, with the other palm facing up, taking the last bit of water vapor into his hand.

The spell that concealed Wu Huidu just now seems to have come from her hands.

"How is this possible..." Yu Yuan couldn't believe it, she first glanced at Ruoye, and then her eyes fell on Lu Lin's purple eyes, feeling shuddering in vain.

When she confronted Lu Lin at Mount Sumeru, she had this feeling of fear. At that time, she didn't know the reason, and finally attributed it to superfluous intentions.Lu Lin's cultivation base is slightly inferior to that of Wu Hui, how could it give her a sense of oppression?

In Jianlu, although Lu Lin was able to drive the Eight Desolation Mirror, he was still no match for her, so she felt that the opponent was no match.

At this moment, she finally realized that the chill spreading from the depths of her heart was not an illusion.

"You, who are you?" She asked, her voice trembling unconsciously.

Lu Lin did not show the slightest aggressive look, but just standing quietly like this exuded an aura that could not be provoked, as well as fear.

Those eyes were as cold as death.

"I remember I warned you." Lu Lin said slowly, slamming each word, and said the general's words again, "Don't touch my people."

As the last syllable dissipated in the wind, Yu Yuan suddenly felt a wave of murderous intent coming. She didn't dare to fight hard, and her figure flew a hundred feet away in a flash. The sword slashed, breaking through the relentless force with unparalleled sword power, even so, he still staggered and almost fell.In the next moment, the green thunder suddenly appeared, swept over there mercilessly, and the few Nascent Soul monks who had time to escape in the future were reduced to ashes.

Yu Yuan's eyes suddenly showed fear.

An understatement of a move, but it shows a strength that surpasses her. It is difficult for Venerable Gu Hong to resist such a domineering power.

"Who are you!" She said hoarsely, she never knew that such power existed in the world.

Seeing that Lu Lin was about to make another move, she was thinking about whether to give it a go, when she heard Wu reply, "Back back." He had already retreated to the Feixian platform, and the twist formula changed the direction of his spiritual power. After a while, the light blue enchantment slowly appeared.Seeing this, Yu Yuan ran towards Feixiantai without thinking. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other monks retreated into the barrier one after another to seek shelter.

Although Lu Lin's strength is strong, the power of the real dragon bone in Feixiantai may not be unable to deal with him.It's just that in this way, there will be no extra spiritual power to maintain the spirit array, and the plan of refining the sword can only be postponed. Thinking of this, Yu Yuan couldn't help showing resentment, and turned his head and said sharply: "You can't stop me, no matter you are No one can stop me."

At this moment, Feixiantai suddenly shook violently, the roar of giant beasts resounded again, and the aura floating on the barrier gradually dimmed, as if being suppressed by another force.

"What's going on here!" Yu Yuan felt a chill emanating from the soles of his feet, freezing his whole body. Seeing that the Sword of Heavenly Dao was within easy reach, but such an accident happened suddenly, he thought that he might have to stop At this point, she found it unbearable, almost completely losing her mind and falling into madness.

After seeing the situation on the high platform clearly, the panic turned into ecstasy, she yelled again, but this time she laughed with great joy.

In the center of the spiritual formation, the white-clothed man had already stood up, with no emotion in his lowered black eyes, his pale hand stretched out, and slowly grasped the sword.

When the sword wind started, Chang Li raised the sword expressionlessly, and the tip of the sword moved up, drawing a trace of coolness. When it stopped, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the abyss above her head, and then, the bloodline tightly entangled her hands and feet, suddenly fracture.

The dazzling light exploded, covering everything for an instant. The light came from the depths of Changli's spiritual sea. It was a silent sword intent, and it was also another kind of soul. It was fused with the sword in her hand, but her body was faded into the light.

The already darkened black sword body exudes a strange luster again, as if it has been re-refined, but it does not have the previous evil spirit, replaced by an indescribable awe-inspiring righteousness, as if it is the law of this world.

"Emperor Sword..." Lu Lin opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "She is the Emperor Sword Sword Spirit!"

"Exactly!" Yu Yuan laughed wildly, "Do you think that the body of the sword spirit is just nonsense! I have worked so hard to recast the Emperor Sword. The original sword body was destroyed, so I found the same one. For the Heavy Heaven Sword cast from the fragments of Pan Gu's axe, when the sword spirit returns to the sword body, it will be the time when the Sword of Heaven will be completed!"

The sword became brighter and brighter, but only a faint shadow remained of Chang Li, she held the sword silently, letting her flesh and blood be swallowed by the sword light bit by bit.

Then, the barrier couldn't bear the sword energy anymore, the spiritual light completely dimmed, and the roar of the giant beast no longer existed. In the whole world, there was only the sword light that disappeared into the sky for a while.

Originally, a bloody battle was about to start, but at this moment, everyone fell silent, staring at the sword intently, some were amazed, some were fascinated.

This is the Sword of Heaven that divided the Three Realms back then!

Ruoye was the first to come back to his senses, and noticed that there was something ready to go in the darkness leading to the upper realm, his face turned pale, and he rushed towards Changli without thinking, and shouted: "Changli! Stop quickly!" ! Stop it!"

If the chaos of the upper realm pours down, this world will be destroyed.

"Don't try to hinder her!" Yu Yuan dodged in front of her, but then he was entangled in his hand by the chain whip, his eyes blurred, and when his vision regained clarity, he found that he was far away from Feixiantai.

Lu Lin stood not far in front of her, with a playful smile on his face.

Yu Yuan impatiently wanted to go back to Feixiantai, but was blocked by the chain whip shining with lightning, she looked at the amazing sword light on the island from afar, and said angrily: "Don't you want to go to the upper realm? This is the opportunity that everyone dreams of! You wanted to cooperate with me, wasn't it just for this moment?"

"It's a dream." Lu Lin seemed to be listening to some joke, and the mockery in his eyes became more serious, "I do want to go back to the upper world, but I want to do another thing more than this."

"Return..." Yu Yuan read this word, astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "You, you also came from the upper world? What do you want to do?"

Calmly looking at the gradually deepening panic on her face, Lu Lin hooked the corners of his mouth and let out a short smile: "I never like to complicate things. If someone offends me, I only want his life at most. But Zhong Mingzhu is different, the more she hurts her, the less she will kill her, but will keep people alive." His voice gradually lowered, and the coldness in his eyes became more terrifying, "Living in pain."

Yu Yuan seemed to realize something, his face turned pale immediately, and he tried to escape, but was forced back to his original place by the thunder.

"I want to avenge her, of course I have to do it in the way she likes, don't you think so?" Lu Lin said slowly, with cruelty in his calm voice, "What you value most is this cultivation, And cultivate the immortal body?"

"No, it's not..." Yu Yuan shook his head, and suddenly screamed, "I found the way to go to the upper realm, you can't do this to me! I helped you!"

"You are just an ant, and you are not worthy of helping me." Lu Lin raised his hand, and the chain whip wrapped around Yu Yuan's body again, and countless thunderbolts fell, all of which pierced into her spiritual sea.

"No! Please! Spare me..." Yu Yuan shook his head crazily, tears streaming down his face, and could not help but let out a shrill cry.

Lu Lin just stared at her distorted face indifferently. After Luo Lei completely shattered her spiritual sea, he threw her on the ground with his hands, and then touched her with a little aura to cover her, and said with a sneer, "Although you I have lost my cultivation, but I still can’t die for the time being, so let’s have a good taste of it.”

After finishing speaking, with a flick of his hand, the spiritual light rolled up Yu Yuan and sent her to the entrance, where Lu Lin's subordinates were there to meet her. Lu Lin had already told them to keep an eye on Yu Yuan, and she was bound to survive. Can't die.

After doing this, he was about to return to Feixiantai, but he felt a flame flashing by his side, and the scorching waves that were set off washed away the remaining thunder light, and even left a small scar on his arm.

"This is..." He once again showed an expression of disbelief, and hurriedly ran towards the fire, and then found that the place where the fire was going was exactly where Feixiantai was.

On Feixiantai, Ruoye wanted to rush into the formation several times, but was forced back by the sword light. Baili Ningqing, Zhu Maolin and others had already fought with Yu Yuan's monks, and there were still many Yu Yuan's men The monks of Huashen, they killed a few of them in the chaos when Lu Lin took Yuyuan away, and the rest should not be underestimated.

Even if there is, I am afraid that there is nothing that can be done in front of this sword energy.

Damn it, it would be great if there was the Eight Desolation Mirror, Ruoye thought so. After being shocked by the sword energy again, she looked up at the sky and found that a lot of spiritual power had poured down. The cheers of Yu Yuan's monks It was heard in her ears, but her face became paler and paler.

Those people couldn't detect it, but she clearly felt that there was a turbidity in the spiritual power. She didn't know what it was, but felt that it was ominous, and she just wanted to escape far away.

"Long Li! Stop it! This will ruin the world!" She gritted her teeth, put those words on Yaoqin with a ruthless heart, and sent it into the center of the spirit array with all her strength, Yaoqin let go At this moment, due to the momentary exhaustion, the sword breath pierced through her chest, and she fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

Although he would not die, he had no strength left to get up.

The next moment, she saw the sword move.

Ping Ping cut through the bottomless darkness above his head with a sword, and a ray of white light penetrated the sky, like a white line suddenly appearing on the painting, dividing the darkness into two.

The pouring spiritual power stopped immediately, and the ominous air was also blocked, unable to go any further.

All around suddenly fell into a deathly silence, but soon, crazy shouts broke out, there were doubts, abuse, and crying and begging, but Ruoye breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she found that Chang Li's almost completely disappeared body resurfaced and became more and more obvious.

She is refusing to—

I don't want to be the ruthless sword of heaven.

There were finally emotional ups and downs in those black eyes, it was pain, struggle, not a happy expression, but at least it looked like a living person.

Chang Li frowned, trying hard to get away from the sword.

Just now, when Lu Lin made a move, he disturbed the energy of chaos in the upper realm. He was born under the influence of chaos, and that force felt the call, and rushed down instantly.Noticing the change, she got up and held the sword without thinking, but was overwhelmed by memories in an instant.

Wu Hui is right, once she admits that power, she will be able to know the ins and outs of everything.

Not knowing, but remembering.

Who is she, where is she from, what is the relationship with Haotian, Zhuoguang and Chongxiao? It was a drop in the ocean, and she was lost in it in an instant.

She didn't remember her original intention of holding the sword until she vaguely heard someone's call.

If Chaos falls into the lower realm, the hard work of Haotian and Zhuoguang will be ruined.

This is the world they love.

——"It's also my favorite..."

She slashed down with a sword, cutting off that line of passage, and at the same time cutting through the confusion in her heart.

Even if she has been deceived and used all her life, at least she has experienced the beauty in this world.

Although it is short-lived like a meteor, it is clear at that moment, and it is much better than the ten thousand years of emptiness in the Mausoleum of the Heavenly Emperor.

"I am Changli..." she murmured, "I am Changli."

She said her name over and over again, and what followed was severe pain that spread throughout her limbs. Every inch of bone and every inch of flesh and blood was pierced by the sword energy.

With the revival of the sword soul, this naked body cannot accommodate such a piercing sword energy, only the sword made of fragments of the Pangu axe and tempered in the sky fire can.

But once this mortal body is abandoned, the three souls and six souls that are unique to human beings will also be wiped out, as well as the seven emotions and six desires that are closely related to the soul.

She will turn back into the ruthless and desireless Emperor Sword. After Haotian's death, no one can control the power of the Emperor Sword.

The emperor's sword is named Zhuoguang, which is the name of Haotian's wife. After he died, the Zhuoguang sword stood in the Tiandi Mausoleum for tens of thousands of years.

No sound, no color, day after day, year after year, the same.

I don't want to become like this, even if it's death - a flash of determination flashed in those dark eyes.

In the center of the spirit array, a bloody light suddenly appeared, and in the shocking blood mist, it seemed that something escaped from the white clothes and fell into the sword, and the descendants and the sword were separated.

The sword energy dissipated suddenly, and there was only a bang, and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

Chang Li also fell to the ground, no part of her body was intact, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, she read a name lightly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing this sudden change, both sides of the fight stopped at the same time, exchanging horrified looks, not knowing what would happen next.

After an unknown amount of time, a raging fire suddenly ignited on Feixiantai.

With a flash of fire, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Changli.

Suddenly, several exclamations erupted from the crowd.Baili Ningqing covered her mouth so she didn't scream like the others. When she moved, she rushed over without thinking, but was taken back by Zhu Maolin. He shook his head with a livid face, as if expecting to meet What will happen next, Nian Jue opened the barrier to protect himself and Baili Ningqing.

The man was thin, with long hair dragging to the ground, wearing a black robe, pale face without much blood, and a vulnerable and fragile aura everywhere, he was recognized by everyone present.She ran to the center of the spirit formation in a few steps, knelt down beside Chang Li, hugged her tremblingly, and went to check her breath, saying incessantly, "Li'er! Li'er!"

That person was Zhong Mingzhu who had already died in the sword furnace. The monks under Yu Yuan saw her fall into the flames with their own eyes. They didn't know if it was a human or a ghost for a while, and they all showed horror. Seeing that the stage returned to calm , the sword energy ceased to show any sign of breaking the boundary, and Yu Yuan also disappeared, so he felt that the situation was not good, and immediately wanted to go ahead.

But the way was blocked by the flames rushing towards him.

They looked at the high platform anxiously, and found that Zhong Mingzhu had put down Chang Li and stood up, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

Her eyes were red, and her pupils showed an unusually coquettish purple color. Her face, which usually had a casual smile, was completely indifferent at this moment, as if her chilling gaze from the abyss slowly swept across those monks who belonged to Yuyuan. , whispered:

"Don't even think about leaving."

The lingering sound was still there, and the few monks who wanted to escape at first felt a pain in their chests. They lowered their heads slowly, and found that their chests had been burned through. There was a bright yellow flame flickering on the edge of the huge blood hole, which was very small, better than candlelight. Not much, but it seems that it will never go out, but it devours the flesh and blood it touches little by little.

Soon, amidst their screams, the entire body was burned to nothingness, even the soul was not spared, and completely disappeared in the world.

Soul flies away.

Zhu Maolin's heart trembled, and he fled away with Baili Ningqing in an instant, fearing that it would be affected.

——The bright yellow flame is the sky fire.