As the stone statue in the sky was weathered to the point where only a shallow outline remained, it slowly turned around.
Even Lu Yi couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
It's like being targeted by a natural enemy.
Not only from the countless pores on his body, but also from his own thoughts and soul, there was an almost instinctive sense of fear constantly pouring out.
There was a moment.
There were even scattered hazy images flashing through Lu Yi's eyes.
The scenery in the picture is exactly that of countless human ancestors who have been blurred to the point where only their shallow figures are left, fleeing from something terrifying that they cannot resist at all.
"This is the power of a whim, and it also has some aura of the avenue of cause and effect!"
"Could it be that the images that flashed before my eyes just now were omens?"
The little regretful voice that sounded at this time only contained a stronger meaning of tiredness and old age.
"What's the meaning?"
"At this moment, the entire small world has been completely transformed into the Demon God's Dojo, and there is still a glimmer of hope."
No matter how powerful it is, it is of no use.
"But every time you ask me, I just sigh and don't answer."
Su Yan, who was originally controlling the operation of the entire fortress, bowed slightly to me and said in a puzzled tone:
As I soared into the sky, the evil demons who were supposed to be chasing me from all over the world could not even see their shadows.
He also knew that the Qixia Realm at this time was already his long-term stay.
Su Yan, who had a tall figure and a jet-white armor, showed some seriousness in his eyebrows. He looked at Lu Yi and bowed again:
"..."
Lu Yi's eyes turned to the 'remains' of Monk Xiaohui underground again.
Follow the thoughts in your mind.
At the last moment, whether it was the great monk Xiao Hui with tears on his face and a bag of mud in his arms, or Jiang Wangbei and others who were frozen underground.
"Although I have been saved, I regret... but there is no chance of survival yet."
"I haven't seen him for just a moment, but the abbot has changed drastically."
Thinking of the "common point" between Da Chu and Monk Xiao Hui, it can be regarded as having no connection.
Lu Yi thought that Xiao Hui, who seemed to have lost his mind, was really not qualified to compete with Da Chu in front of me.
His eyes flickered to Dachu in the air.
The words stop here.
The white gauze covering the head of the Tianxia Stone Statue in the early days actually lifted up heavily in the seven weeks of unexplained breeze.
They were all wrapped up in my escaping light and rushed straight under the sky.
Then Lu Yi sighed.
The Qixia Realm behind me has been completely eroded and swallowed up by Hope Heavenly Mother.
"As for its origin, it is a 'treasure' that I found in a secret place."
"The Qixia Realm has long been completely swallowed up by Hope Heavenly Mother."
Then, something weird appeared.
"I am moving at this time, maybe because I am hesitating in my heart...or maybe I am secretly continuing my strength, preparing to come in one breath."
"Why is the breath so scary?"
"But you do know that you...have no plans?"
Lu Yi, who was listening attentively to the "Little Regret Monk" underground, saw some pleasant bubbles popping up from a mass of "mud" in the ground.
It was as if he had guessed what Lu Yi wanted to be.
"It turns out to be Abbot Xiaogui."
But this person in the world, I am afraid that even Hope Heavenly Mother, the ‘final BOSS’ of Qixia Realm at this time, would dare to provoke Shaoduo.
Lu Yi saw Xiao Hui opposite him, who seemed to be dyed in a special way, and continued to smile slightly, coughing heavily and said:
Before Lu Yi, who was looking up at the sky, could say anything, a timid voice sounded next to me... again.
"Just now, the general was still using his magical powers to control the terrain of the small world, but in the blink of an eye... the power of the devil that had been vaguely covering the small world suddenly took on a powerful effect."
He even waited for Lu Yi to raise his eyebrows slightly and wanted to ask a question.
"Lu Yi, we can't let this monster... swallow anything anymore."
Lu Yi did not stop at the edge of the small boundary.
Lu Yi, who was staring at my squirming form, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Each one of them fell to the ground with their bodies stiff and their eyes blank.
Under Lu Yi, patches of green light immediately appeared continuously.
"..."
"Lu, Donor Lu...the world, what exactly is the world."
"Is it difficult or impossible?"
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yi discovered that the sky above his head... had unexpectedly lost some pale stone powder that was moving in the wind.
"Otherwise, the entire void..."
"Master Xiaohui, did the abbot hear all these words he said after he passed away?"
Lu Yi still had no doubts even in his heart.
...and fell straight to the ground.
"The poor monk will also perish with the Qixia Realm, but after that perdition, there are not many things... that are difficult to let go of."
Chai Feng then looked at the great monk beside him who was taking off his monk's robes and wiping his tears to cover up the green mud on the ground and said:
"Passing away??"
Seeing the great monk Xiao Hui's eyes were sad and his tone was clear.
Instead, he turned his gaze again to the pale green sky below that was filled with a hint of despair.
"Donor Lu, although I regret a little... but the little regret... is not you."
"But in any case, the Qixia Realm with support... has been a place for a long time."
"Donor Lu, the abbot once said... you are the reincarnation of some ancient thing."
"That voice...is it Xiao regret?"
There was a hint of cheerfulness in Monk Xiaohui's tone.
"After a while, I'm afraid I won't even be able to maintain that shape..."
Lu Yicai shook his head slightly and sighed:
"After waiting for so long, there is hope that there will be movement from Heavenly Mother... Could it be that you are afraid of Dachu in front of you?"
In other words, it is this pitch-white crack that spans the entire sky.
Looking back.
"How could Monk Xiaorui say...'Xiaorui' hasn't been saved yet?"
"..."
The tears on the ground stopped falling upwards because of a small regret. Then they stopped for a moment, looked at Chai Feng with tearful eyes and said:
And the appearance of Monk Xiaohui that time was the same as my voice...
First, there was a strange look on the face of the great monk Xiao Hui, whose face was full of snot and tears, and seemed to be extremely sad.
In the blink of an eye, the weathered stone statue with its head covered by white gauze moving in the wind once again returned to Lu Yi's back.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Now that your Qixia's 'Upper Treasure' has been revealed by Donor Lu, it is inevitable that the poor monk will be like this now."
At this moment, Chai Feng had no more ideas in his mind, no matter how convinced he was.
At this moment, Lin Guangyuan and others next to him were stiff, as if they were frozen.
There was some vigilance in his eyes.
"Then, it's not hope!"
Under the special face of the skeleton, there was a faint and extremely detailed green color.
Followed by that sound.
A quick glance.
"Later, you said that Donor Lu has the root of wisdom... and has no destiny with your Buddha."
"Donor Lu, you...have met again."
As the first two sentences came out.
"General, please pay homage to Young Master B!!"
"You were paying attention, but you let Monk Xiaohui take the opportunity to come out?"
Following Lu Yi's question.
In other words, even if you have just scratched the surface of some promising power.
It turns out that the small world, which was originally a round sky and had not yet had the first glimmer of hope, has unfortunately lost the last glimmer of hope.
Looking at that scene, Lu Yi's heart... also felt a little solemn again.
Reminiscent of the matter about the Divine Lord of the Ancient Immortal Kingdom that Bai Yangjun mentioned in a vague way later.
In an instant, he couldn't even maintain his human form.
Waiting for Lu Yi to think about how to stop or slow down the process.
It also has to be...
His eyes swept under Xiao Hui's skinny cheeks.
Before Lu Yi could follow that clue, he thought less.
Monk Xiao Hui, who gradually melted and almost completely lost his outline, said in a difficult tone:
"Looking at it today...it seems that I have no chance with you!"
The thought changed.
Follow the thoughts outside your mind.
Immediately afterwards, there was actually every breath.
Jiang Wangbei, whose voice was trembling under the pressure of the stone statue in the sky, finally could no longer resist the terrifying cold that fell from the sky.
When Lu Yi activated his magic power and wanted to try it out, the "Monk Little Regret" in the underground hadn't made any move yet.
"Not to mention there is no Xue Lianxing in front of the curtain..."
"..."
Xiao Hui finished those two sentences.
"The Qixia Realm has been supported by Hope Heavenly Mother for so many years, and now it has finally come to an end."
Lu Yi even paused slightly when Dunguang approached the wall of Qixia Realm.
Instead, it turned directly into a green escaping light and rushed straight towards the rock fortress in the distance that stood like a big star in the void.
Doubts flashed in my mind at first.
Lu Yi suddenly turned his head and immediately had a panoramic view of the old monk standing in front of me.
"Hopefully, are you really afraid of Heavenly Mother?"
The words stop here.
Lu Yi was shocked at first, and Lu Yi, who was feeling cold all over, thought about something else.
Judging from the symptoms that Monk Xiaohui is showing now, I am afraid that the power of Hope Sky has not completely eroded the foundation of his soul.
As the thought comes to mind.
Even when talking, he would consciously let out a few shallow dry coughs.
"Or is it deliberately leaving you in suspense?"
Either his own strength is terrifying, or there is no giant to help him.
It's as if the power of hope is eroding it very slowly.
"Those stone powders were peeled off from under the body after swallowing the Lord Hundred Gods just now?"
Apart from those two methods, it is basically possible to use the so-called "clone" and other magical means to get rid of the influence.
"Then you're back with a clean slate?"
Speaking of that, it seems that he cares a lot about that matter, or is very proud of it.
"If that's the case..."
"Abbott...Abbott passed away!!"
As the little regretful monk over there said some convoluted words.
Lu Yi's eyes suddenly welled up with surprise and doubt.
Seeing Lu Yi falling from the sky with a group of people.
"Do you know what happened in Qixia Realm?"
The skinny and terrifying monk Xiao Hui laughed, coughed heavily and said:
Lu Yi, who possesses the body of Chaos and is also the Demon God of the Void, could hardly be more vague.
With a sudden look of surprise in his eyes.
The origin of Monk Xiaohui from Dikong Temple is a mystery, and his terrifying strength is fake.
Lu Yi's escape light also instantly passed through the numerous protective formations in the rock fortress, and landed directly in the majestic palace at the top of the fortress mountain.
Then, Jiang Wangbei beside him gritted his teeth and said with a bright light in his eyes:
We met several times after comparing.
It's as if this faint wisp of pale stone powder scattered in the world is not the limit.
As far as I could see, there was no loud cry of "Wow".
"If the general's prediction is wrong, the Heavenly Mother who occupies this world...may soon use this as a springboard to descend in person!"
After saying that, he stared at Lu Yi with eyes that gradually became clearer and continued:
Around him, there were constant sounds of "plop" and "plop".
"Hope for the power of heaven!"
"Listen to the meaning behind my words, are you talking about the great monk Xiao Hui?"
The voice that followed Monk Xiaohui sounded special, as if it had been recited repeatedly by countless people, and it actually had a faint meaning of thunder.
Feel this "lightness" in your heart that has no origin but seems to really exist.
Although some doubts flashed through Chai Feng's eyes again, he did not continue to ask any further questions.
I saw myself soaring into the sky all the way without encountering any obstacles.
"..."
Listening to the voice of Monk Xiaohui, it sounded like he was terminally ill.
"The flesh rots and the thoughts perish!"
Lu Yi's eyes were slightly startled and suspicious at first.
The whole person looked as if he was about to melt and collapse.
"And that's the answer?"
It directly gives people the illusion that they are terminally ill and that there is a cure.
He saw Lin Guangyuan and Li Zhen, the true kings he had quickly transformed with his 'divine dew', as if they were helpless chickens.
"Those years, if it weren't for small regrets... even without the support of 'Boundless Darkness'."
When it comes to evil practices, Monk Xiaohui is indeed very evil.
Hearing the trembling voice of the great monk beside him, Xiao Hui, who was full of fear and almost cried.
"Jiang Wangbei said... Let the Dachu swallow up the spiritual energy of flesh and blood, will it make you lose the stone shell under your body?"
"Hopefully Heavenly Mother..."
Lu Yi, whose eyes were filled with suspicion, suddenly heard a familiar old sigh.
Lu Yi's heart was filled with surprise and doubt again.
He was originally a skinny little monk with a green glow all over his body.
Seeing that Monk Xiaohui seemed to be completely eroded and swallowed by the power of Hope at any time.
His eyes were stunned.
"But let's see again today..."
"If you are on the other side, even if Mr. Bai Yang supports you, you may not be able to gain the upper hand."
But at this moment, I'm carrying an unknown 'thing' on my back.
I saw myself looking up to the sky for a long time, and then there was even the slightest hint of hope descending from the sky.
The power of hope... is the power of the evil spirits in the sky and the power of the demon god of the void.
Now that the entire small world has been completely turned into a dojo by Hope Heavenly Mother, I am afraid that if it takes a long time... Hope Heavenly Mother will descend her true form.
"Hopeful Heavenly Mother is a Void Demon God who is more experienced than you. She will give others opportunities to take advantage of her."
"Good! Good!"
The words are not finished yet.
"I hope Donor Lu can show some kindness!"
As the light of surprise in Lu Yi's eyes continued to flicker.
"Whether Monk Xiaohui can hold on and finish the matter..."
I am surrounded by monk Xiaohui, who has a few bad habits, so why should I be frightened by the aura of the beginning of the world?
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