The swordsmith told Sun Lizhai, "Don't think that everything will be fine if you kill the Prime Minister. That person is even more terrifying."
"Which person?"
The swordsmith said nothing and carried Xu Xiangong back to the bamboo hut.
Sun Lizhai held the Fuyu Divine Sword and pressed her palms against the cold spine of the sword, as if this could soothe the determined girl.
She walked out of Yanxuan Valley calmly.
As expected, the young monk was looking at the mouth of the valley.
He glanced at Sun Lizhai in surprise.
"Donor Huanxin, it is amazing that you have chosen such a path." The young monk lowered his head and clasped his hands together, chanting the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, in this case, the young monk has no choice but to take the Fuyu Divine Sword and leave."
Sun Lizhai gently swung her sword.
The heads were thrown away.
The vertical hole between the little monk's brows suddenly opened, and a huge demon poked his body out, "What a powerful girl! Even my most proud incarnation is not your enemy!"
The epiphyllum between Sun Lizhai's brows flickered, emitting a faint light, and her figure turned into a meteor and flew away from this place.
Xiangshu's real body looked around with dozens of eyes, but he couldn't see Sun Lizhai who was protected by the pure land, so he could only roar a few times in vain.
Dozens of miles away, Epiphyllum disappeared, Sun Lizhai kept walking, and a joking ridicule came from behind: "Run! Unless you never stop, you will not be able to escape my pursuit!"
…
The end of heaven and earth.
The rotating character seal turned into a light mirror, and Lu Zhengkang sat behind the mirror.
Sun Lizhai arrived here.
"Here too."
When Lu Zhengkang heard this, he nodded and saw the incarnation of Xiangshu chasing after him on the sea.
So he unfolded the gold paper scroll in his hand and shook the real body of Xiangshu towards the incarnation.
"Ho! Impossible! Who are you!" The first time the incarnation saw the real body, it was put into the gold paper, like a drop of water returning to the sea and integrated into the real body.
The real body absorbed the memory of the incarnation, and couldn't help but curse, "Idiot! Idiot! Why can't you do these little things well..." Lu Zhengkang was not interested in hearing him scold himself, so Shi Shiran rolled up the gold paper again.
Sun Lizhai breathed a sigh of relief. The whole journey, which had been filled with worry, was finally completed.
She looked at the light mirror in front of her, stepped over it, and that was the end.
Nine reincarnations are not just for this step.
She lingered here, and Lu Zhengkang did not rush her.
"Lu Yuan, Huan Xin's foster father told me to be careful about him."
"he?"
"Don't you know who it is?"
"I know a lot of things, but there are also a lot of things I don't know." Lu Zhengkang's tone was very flat. As an avatar, his abilities are indeed limited.
"Can you save Huan Xin?"
"It wasn't possible before, but now it is."
"Why?" Sun Lizhai was quite surprised when she got an unexpected answer.
"Now that the fruit is ripe, all I have to do is plant the tree."
"You want to reverse the effect and turn it into a cause?"
"It's you who wanted to do this." Lu Zhengkang's eyes looked at Sun Lizhai, as calm and gentle as when they first met.
"Lu Yuan, you are so kind."
"Chachai, goodbye."
Sun Lizhai smiled gently, held her sword, and stepped into the light mirror.
…
In a long river, Sun Lizhai lost her body. She was carried by the rapids and went downstream.
However, at this time, the epiphyllum between her eyebrows closed a little bit, then fell off, fell into the river of time, and went upstream.
…
The people in the Pure Land all heard about this final battle, so they all ran out to watch.
They hid in the extreme north and the south sea, leaving a sliver of space between the east and west. They also knew that even watching such a battle at the level of gods and demons would be a huge risk.
Deep in the East China Sea, a woman holding a sword flew out of the light mirror. She shouted loudly and threw the Fuyu Divine Sword high into the sky.
Demon God Shu took the initiative to reach out and take the divine sword, as if holding a bit of starlight, Wushen's eyes immediately bloomed with magnificent colors, just like a stone bead dyeing painting, a stroke of genius.
The dead in the wilderness have come to life!
Shu's eyes blinked and he carefully looked at the world where he had reunited after a long absence.
This is the last observation.
Lu Zhengkang threw the gold paper, which burned into ashes in mid-air. Xiangshu escaped from the trap and turned into a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth. His waist was buried in the clouds, and even his ankles were submerged in the deep East China Sea.
"I must kill all the common people! When the New Yuan begins, I will kill the immortals and destroy the Buddhas, destroy your Taoism, and cut off your foundation!"
Lu Zhengkang laughed loudly, "You'd better take care of yourself!"
Demon God Shu spread his eight arms, crossed thousands of miles, grabbed Xiang Shu tightly, and then suddenly stabbed Xiang Shu's chest with his two free hands.
"Ah! It's you!!! It's you!!!"
Shu was indifferent and silent. He cut open Xiang Shu's chest and abdomen with both hands and tried his best to pull it open. Nine rays of light flew out from it, dancing gracefully.
It is the sword body of the other nine divine swords.
Xiangshu's screams continued one after another, but with such an injury, the inner essence was drained, and now he only died in the screams.
The black blood spurting out turned into a heavy rain in the world.
Seeing the blood rain raging and turning into a torrent of world destruction, the onlookers did not dare to stay in the human world anymore and hid back to the Pure Land. At the same time, they also brought back the news of victory. The world was boiling.
Demon God Shu closed his eyes and bathed in his own victory. This boundless rain of blood was just like the heavy rain in Kunlun when he was beheaded.
Letting go of Xiangshu's twisted and shriveled body, Demon God Shu sighed slightly, and the boundless stars that made up his body returned to the sky.
Rest in peace.
Sun Lizhai looked at this scene and blinked lightly.
The look on her face became childish little by little.
"Huh? What's going on? It's so dark."
It's fuxixi.
The little girl scratched her head, looked at the starry sky, and smiled, "It's so beautiful! Let's ask the Taoist priest to come and see it!"
She stood on the top of an isolated peak on an island, and the turbid blood from her body turned into black ocean currents and washed around the island, ultimately unable to endanger the lives on the island.
The sound of the crashing tide is pleasant to the ear.
Epiphyllum flickered at Fu Xixi's feet, a mirror appeared, and two men playing with each other came out.
They are Taoist priests and swordsmen.
"Little sister!" they greeted with a smile.
"Okay! You secretly play behind my back and provoke me! I won't be happy!"
"Hahaha!" The two looked at the charming Fu Xixi and laughed at each other.
"Hey, wait!" Fu Xixi frowned and took out a huge fruit from the purse on his waist.
"What is this?" the swordsman asked.
“I don’t know, but it feels so friendly!”
"Is this fruit?" the Taoist priest scratched his head.
"Let's find a place to plant it and see if it will sprout." Fu Xixi decided.
"It's all up to you!"
Lu Zhengkang looked down at the world with a smile. His mission was basically completed.
However, at this moment, Xiangshu's body suddenly shrank, and the body as huge as a mountain shrank to an eight-foot-tall man.
Wearing a mysterious robe and holding a black sword.
