"Xiuer, take care of it," Taishang Laojun said with mixed feelings: "Since you have made a choice, follow your heart."
Xiu'er nodded and flew back to the sky over the Huangquan Sea, anxiously looking for Yinglong's figure.
After a fierce battle for several hours, the gods tried their best and constantly used fairy magic weapons to deal with the demon world. Even though the magic soldiers were less than the demon soldiers, the demon soldiers did not gain the upper hand.
In a fight, if the two sides are of equal skill and can only win with weapons, one with a butcher knife or one with bare hands, who will be the final winner? The most advantageous thing in heaven is that there are countless magic weapons from the immortal family, and one
The pagoda can hold thousands of monsters, and the thunder and lightning can kill many monsters with one "crash"...
Therefore, the most important thing when fighting monsters and upgrading is the weapon, not the quantity.
Rain fell intermittently from the sky, and the sun shone through the thick clouds and fog.
Raindrops fell on her face, and a sense of coolness came over her. Xiu'er vaguely felt that her injuries seemed to be healing rapidly.
She raised her head in surprise, and soft golden light shone down from the clouds. A white figure held a water purification bottle in her left hand and a willow branch in her right hand. She looked at the life-and-death fight in Huangquanhai with a smile.
Willow branches waved into the air, and raindrops fell from the sky. The injured heavenly soldiers and gods were gradually healing their wounds, while the demonic soldiers who were hit by the raindrops were rolling on the ground in pain, and the battle turned instantly one-sided.
Xiu'er was shocked. She didn't expect that the heaven would invite the West Heaven Bodhisattva to join the battle.
The demons kept making pitiful sounds, and their lives kept disappearing in the hands of heavenly soldiers and generals. Xiu'er ducked and flew towards the Bodhisattva. She stood in front of the Bodhisattva and asked with a complicated expression: "They say that the Bodhisattva saves all living beings, why is he so partial?"
The Bodhisattva smiled and said calmly: "Xiu'er, there is a cycle of good and evil in the world. They sow the seeds of evil and can only reap evil results."
"What about Yinglong?" Xiu'er said with mixed feelings: "He has served the Heaven Realm for tens of thousands of years and has made great achievements. Why did he end up like this today?" The Heaven Realm turned its back and was ruthless. Once it was learned that Ying Long was controlled by the turbid energy.
If you can't get rid of it, you want to uproot it and get rid of it quickly.
"What you do in the heaven, whether it is good or evil for Yinglong, you are all bystanders, only Yinglong has the right to judge." The Bodhisattva still maintained the smile that has not changed for thousands of years, "Xiu'er, don't
Don’t be anxious, just wait and see”
"..." Xiu'er's face is full of black lines. The Bodhisattva can really stand and talk without pain. The life and death of gods and demons are not hers. To put it bluntly, it is none of her business. She just cares about it.
As if aware of Xiu'er's thoughts, the Bodhisattva turned his face slightly and asked: "Xiu'er, are you blaming me?"
Xiu'er said duplicity: "I don't dare." These days, not to mention people, even gods can't hold a bowl of water evenly. The only thing to blame is their own inability.
"But why do I think you have murderous intentions towards me?"
"How dare we have any objections to Bodhisattva because of our low abilities?" Xiu'er showed a bitter smile, "Bodhisattva, you and Yinglong are old friends. Instead of putting him to death, why not help him clear the turbid air from his body?"
The Bodhisattva looked at Yinglong who was fighting fiercely with Zhuang Yuchen in the distance, and said something meaningful, "Xiu'er, even if I can remove the turbidity in his body, as far as Yinglong is concerned, the one who untie the bell is still the one who tied the bell.
"
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and Xiu'er seemed to realize something. She looked at Yinglong in panic, and then flew towards Yinglong who was fighting in the air.
The Bodhisattva stretched out his hand and held Xiu'er, "This is their battle, you can't interfere, just watch it from here."
"Bodhisattva, why are you always absent when others need salvation?" Xiu'er's tears fell down her cheeks, "You have the final say on whether you are good or evil. The fate of today's demon world is half of your credit."
Unless the Bodhisattva added insult to injury, the demon world would never have ended in such a miserable end.
Facing Xiu'er's accusation, the Bodhisattva did not change his smile and said, "Xiu'er, to you, the good and evil in the poor monk's heart are not important. What is important is the faith in your heart."
"You used to have my faith..." When she was young, every household worshiped the Bodhisattva to protect her family's safety and said that the Bodhisattva does not kill. As long as she worships the Buddha devoutly, no matter how sinful she is, she will be forgiven. But as time goes by, she
I have seen zombies, Taoist priests, demons, and gods, but I feel more and more that the only one who can save me is myself, and others will always be the icing on the cake or add insult to injury.
Yinglong transformed into his true form, soaring and circling in the air. He surrounded Zhuang Yuchen with his huge figure. His sharp golden claws pierced Zhuang Yuchen's heart. The sky-blue figure soared into the sky. He turned over and rushed down,
A golden Bagua light appeared on his body, shining on Xiang Yinglong
Taoist Bagua Mirror, the nemesis of zombies
The corpse demon has the ability to call the gods, but it cannot change the nature of the zombie. If it were an ordinary Taoist Bagua mirror, it would not be able to do anything to the corpse demon. But the light of the Bagua on Zhuang Yuchen is not an ordinary Taoist corpse-suppressing treasure.
Instead, he transformed it with his soul
Although Zhuang Yuchen is not listed as an Immortal, he is truly a god. His life has long been out of the cycle of reincarnation, and he lives the same life as Heaven. The heavens are not willing to miss such a good general. They have sent immortals many times to invite Zhuang Yuchen to accept the title of Immortal.
, but Zhuang Yuchen not only saw through life and death, but even the nature of heaven, and didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.
Zhuang Yuchen is favored by the Eastern Heavenly Realm, and even the Western Buddhist Realm is no exception. The Bodhisattva admires Zhuang Yuchen very much and once wanted to accept him as his disciple, but he was ruthlessly rejected.
He is as free as the wind. No one or anything can tie him down. He is more elusive than the fog. He is not under any control and can only do things according to his heart.
The light of the Eight Diagrams shone on Yinglong, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared from his body. Zhuang Yuchen's Zhuxie stabbed towards Yinglong. Yinglong's body retreated, and Zhuang Yuchen, who was in the air, flew towards Yinglong with his falling body.
Unexpectedly, Yinglong's retreating body suddenly stopped, and the Evil-Destroying Sword plunged straight into his heart.
"Ah..." The incident happened suddenly. Xiu'er watched helplessly as Zhuang Yuchen's evil-killing sword pierced into Yinglong's body and made a heartbreaking sound, "Third brother!"
Even Zhuang Yuchen was shocked by Yinglong's actions, but he immediately realized Yinglong's intention.
Looking at Ying Long with mixed feelings, Zhuang Yuchen showed a stiff smile on his lips, "Since it is what you asked for, I will give you a ride. Twenty years later, you will be a good man again. We will meet again in the world."
Xiu'er flew forward, and Zhuang Yuchen clenched the sword in his hand, using up all his spiritual power. A dazzling light emitted from his body, passing through the Zhuxie Sword and striking at Yinglong's body.
Blood continued to drip from Yinglong's mouth, and his unsteady body fell towards the sea of the underworld.
The curse started from the Huangquan Sea and ended in the Huangquan Sea...
A black shadow like thick fog flew out from Yinglong and attacked Zhuang Yuchen with lightning speed. Zhuang Yuchen held the sword in his backhand, swept the tip of the sword towards the black shadow, and sneered: "You are finally willing to give up."
Out?"
"Damn it!" A hoarse voice came from the black shadow. The black color spread out like splashing ink, and then quickly gathered to surround Zhuang Yuchen. "You kill my puppet and then become my substitute, otherwise you will die.
"
Tears fell over the Huangquan Sea. Xiu'er flew towards Yinglong, hugged his body in the air, and kept falling.
"Namo Amitabha" the Bodhisattva sighed quietly, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, "Sin, sin" Love in this world is an invisible murder weapon. A generation of gods ended up like this in the end.
The roaring waves instantly swallowed up the two falling bodies.
As her body continued to sink in the sea water, Xiuer hugged Yinglong tightly and pushed her feet upwards with all her strength.
In the sea water, there were corpses floating and sinking. Xiu'er struggled to pull Ying Long and surfaced with difficulty. She freed up one hand and kept paddling in the sea water, trying to swim to the coast.
Ying Long held her hand, his face as pale as paper, "Xiu'er, I can't do it anymore, please let go."
Xiu'er shook her head desperately, her tears mixed with the sea water, "Why? You can obviously avoid Zhuang Yuchen's sword."
Blood kept overflowing from Yinglong's mouth, and there was desolation in his smile, "Xiu'er, I'm sorry that we have gone through a lot of things together. I love you, but I can never forget her singing voice and her joy.
Anger, sorrow, and joy, her beautiful face that was disfigured to save me, her sad smile and curse before she died, I..."
Xiu'er covered his mouth, "There was a beautiful misunderstanding between you and me. You can't forget the female slave. I didn't force you to forget. You can pursue freedom with your love for her. I
You will not be forcibly restrained and stay with me.”
"But you are my wife, but I can't make a promise to you." Yinglong gradually lost his warmth and his consciousness became more and more blurred. "This is very unfair to you, and it is also very unfair to the female slave. Please forgive me for my cowardice.
I can no longer take care of you."
Xiu'er burst into tears, "I don't want your care, as long as you live well."
"Xiu'er, don't cry, for me, death is not pain, but relief." Yinglong's body continued to sink, "We are destined for this, you go to find Zongzi, I know that your love for him has always been
It hasn’t changed, it’s just that he loves you deep in his heart, and I believe he will take good care of you, including my share.”
"No..." Xiu'er burst into tears and shook her head desperately: "I don't want..."
"If it hadn't been for my insistence in heaven that day, maybe you and Zongzi would have been reunited as a family." The turbid energy left his body. Yinglong regained his previous rationality and no longer controlled himself by desire. He stretched out his hand with difficulty and touched Xiu'er, who was wet with tears.
His face said, "After I die, nothing can restrain you from being together with Zongzi. Listen to my advice, don't be stubborn, and don't be so stubborn as to reconcile with him just for the sake of so-called face. He would betray you in the beginning, and he would only accept it."
It’s just that he has controlled the turbid air. I believe that there is no problem with his ability to clear the turbid air.”
"No..." Xiu'er held his hand tightly, "Don't die... Third brother..."
"Xiu'er, don't let me worry about dying, okay?" Yinglong's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body kept sinking, "I owe you a debt in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will still be your third wife."
Brother, I will take good care of you then."
Huge waves came, and the floods washed away the bodies of Xiu'er and Yinglong mercilessly. Yinglong used the last bit of strength in his body to break open Xiuer's hand and hold his hand tightly, and his body was swept away by the roaring waves.
"Third brother..." Xiu'er shouted heartbreakingly. She plunged into the waves, anxiously looking for Yinglong who was swept away by the waves.
The salty flood kept pouring into her ears, nose, and eyes. Xiu'er struggled and swam in the water, frantically looking for Yinglong's whereabouts.
The seawater swept over her body and kept colliding with the body. Xiu'er saw Yinglong's body sinking from a distance. She held her breath and was about to swim over, but when she saw the direction in which Yinglong was sinking, she
Can't help but stop moving
The direction in which Yinglong sank was exactly the direction of the abyss of darkness, which was once the "home" of him and the female slave. Whether it was for love or atonement, Yinglong chose the female slave in the end. This was his last life.
The final destination is also the best ending for him and the female slave.
She suddenly thought of what Ying Long said, death was relief for him
Since it is liberation, she must respect his choice. He has no fate with the female slave in this life. She hopes that the fate of water and fire can be changed in the next life, and they can grow old together and have a destined marriage.
Xiu'er watched Yinglong's body sinking inch by inch and disappeared into the dark seabed, feeling heartbroken and unable to breathe.
"It's not good... it's not good..." A heavenly soldier came in a hurry on a Pegasus horse, and rushed into the Huangquan Sea where the fighting was going on. "The corpse world is attacking the heaven. The Jade Emperor has an order to return to the heaven to help!
!!”
The victory in the heaven is in sight, and the demon world will be completely uprooted soon. Who knows that at the most critical moment, that bastard Zongzi actually goes to heaven?
That beast who didn't deserve a good death actually took advantage of the heavenly realm to deal with the demonic realm with all its strength...
The Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General who had been bitten by the Corpse Demon and suffered from corpse poison instantly turned pale. He was a zombie that even the Jade Emperor did not want to provoke. Otherwise, how could he turn a blind eye to his establishment of the Corpse Realm?
What's more, now that he has millions of thousand-year-old zombies, his abilities are astounding!
"What should we do?" Feng Yu Lei Dian and several heavenly warriors gathered together anxiously, "Should we rush back immediately?"
"But..." the grumpy Erlang stomped his feet angrily, "After all this, if we give it a little more time, we can bring down the demon world in one fell swoop. Ah... I'm so angry..."
"It is important to protect the heaven. It will not be too late for the devil to attack in the future. We will rush back to the heaven to rescue him immediately, otherwise it will be too late."