Chapter 231: Blood and tears are the return journey (2)
The devil's head was smashed into pieces, and his brains flew out.
The Thorny-Faced Demon and his remaining subordinate were so frightened that they quickly ran out of the temple.
At this moment, outside the temple, in the heavy rain, Zuo Jingjing was still vigorously swinging her sword to attack the Iron-faced Lord.
The Iron-faced God still just dodges and doesn't fight back.
Zuo Jingjing was surprised to see that the Iron-faced God only dodged and did not fight back. Since the Iron-faced God did not fight back, Zuo Jingjing wanted to take the opportunity to escape. But whenever Zuo Jingjing wanted to leave, the Iron-faced God flashed in front of Zuo Jingjing.
Don't let her go.
The Iron-faced God's mind was as confused as the current ghost weather.
At this moment, he neither had the courage to recognize his mother, nor did he want her to leave.
He is extremely conflicted.
From time to time, scenes of the mother-in-law living together flashed through his mind, and from time to time, the demonic face of the Blood Demon flashed, and the "sea of blood" appeared...
The Thorny-Faced Demon and his men ran out of the temple in fear. The Thorny-Faced Demon shouted to Zuo Chaoyang: "Shenjun, Jing... Jingmo is crazy. He's killing his own people..."
The Iron-faced God ignored the screams of the Thorn-faced Devil.
He was torn in his mind whether to recognize his mother or let her go.
Seeing that the Iron-faced Lord did not fight back when Zuo Jingjing attacked, the Thorny-Faced Demon didn't think too much, so he and his subordinate attacked Zuo Jingjing.
Unexpectedly, the Iron-faced God let out a roar, swayed and came to the two of them, and struck both of them with his left and right palms.
The Thorny-Faced Demon's martial arts skills were not weak and he dodged the palm of the Iron-faced God. However, the Devil's Claw did not escape. He was hit in the chest by the Iron-Faced God's palm and blood spurted out from his mouth.
The Silent Demon killed his own people, and the Iron-faced God also started killing his own people. The Thorn-faced Demon felt like he was going crazy.
He didn't dare to stay any longer and threw himself into the wind and rain.
He also exclaimed: "Crazy, all crazy..."
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At this moment, Master Feidu's head in the temple was still emitting a dense aura. However, the aura was much lighter. The luster in Master Feidu's eyes also began to dim.
Like a burned out candle, it is about to be extinguished.
Jing Mo squatted in front of Master Fei Du, he tilted his head and looked at Master Fei Du.
The violent anger in his eyes is no longer that strong.
Jing Mo said in a vague tone: "Monk...good monk, good monk..."
Master Fei Du looked at Jing Mo's blood-red and terrifying demon face, and he smiled warmly.
Master Feidu said: "We meet again. Although you are a devil, there is a Buddha in your heart. One thought becomes a Buddha, and a thought becomes a devil. I hope you can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. Amitabha..."
Jing Mo didn't speak. He slowly stretched out his hands like ghost claws and gently stroked Fei Du's cheek. He stroked Master Fei Du's bald head.
Master Fei Du also stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jing Mo's red demon face.
A Buddha and a demon are facing each other, with their eyes facing each other. At this moment, they are caressing each other gently.
Master Fei Du suddenly felt something in his heart. Even though Jing Mo's eyes were blood red and scary, the look he was looking at seemed familiar.
Suddenly, Master Feidu used his strength to remove the iron mask from Jing Mo's face.
Then Jing Mo's true face was revealed in Master Fei Du's eyes.
Even though Jing Mo's face was now coated in white, and even though Jing Mo's face had changed a lot and looked a bit ferocious, Master Fei Du still recognized Jing Mo at this moment, and it was none other than his younger junior brother Fei Zhu.
If it had been anyone else, this scene would have been extremely exciting.
But Master Feidu seemed extremely calm.
Because at this moment, Master Fei Du has neither joy nor sorrow.
Master Feidu said: "It turned out to be you. It turns out that you are not dead. It turns out that you have practiced the Blood Demon Technique."
Jing Mo's hand was still stroking Master Fei Du's bald head, he let out a devilish laugh, and then said: "It's me...who am I? Who are you?"
At this time Zuo Jingjing stormed into the temple again.
No matter how Zuo Jingjing attacked the Iron-faced God, the Iron-faced God would not fight back. But it was difficult for Zuo Jingjing to get rid of the Iron-faced God. Fortunately, Zuo Jingjing no longer attacked the Iron-faced God. She returned to the temple to see how Master Feidu was doing.
Zuo Jingjing was shocked when she saw Master Fei Du and a devilish and terrifying person looking at each other and caressing each other.
Neither Feidu nor Jingmo looked at Zuo Jingjing, as if she didn't exist.
Zuo Jingjing also stared at this strange scene in shock.
Master Feidu said to Jing Mo: "Dependence arises and fate perishes. It's time for me to leave. No matter you are a demon or a Buddha now, you will eventually end up in the same place and turn into dust."
Jing Mo asked again: "Who are you and who am I?"
Master Feidu said: "I am Feidu and you are Fei Zhu. I have fulfilled your two wishes for you. The first one is to go to your hometown, find the graves of your parents, burn a few pieces of paper, and say
A passage. The second wish is to go to Daxiangguo Temple..."
As he spoke, Master Feidu slowly closed his eyes.
The last ray of air disappeared from the top of his head.
The vapor that Master Fei Du was constantly emitting from his head was his true energy.
After decades of true energy dissipated, Master Feidu also passed away.
Before he passed away, Feiyun Divine Monk said to Master Feidu, "Blood and tears are the return journey and the day of your death."
Before his death, Fei Du also unveiled the mysterious iron mask of Jing Mo.
It turned out that he was his junior brother.
Master Feidu also died without regrets.
When Jing Mo saw that Master Fei Du was silent, he shook him vigorously.
Master Feidu still didn't respond.
Jing Mo seemed to realize that Master Fei Du was dead.
He became restless.
He also made a "whimpering" sound from his mouth.
Like crying.
Suddenly, Jing Mo raised his head.
Eyes fixed on Zuo Jingjing.
His eyes were full of resentment and murderous intent.
He thought it was Zuo Jingjing's sudden intrusion that caused Master Feidu's death.
Jing Mo let out a terrifying scream and suddenly stood up, heading towards Zuo Jingjing who was standing at the door of the temple.
Zuo Jingjing reacted and rushed out of the temple door with a cry of surprise.
Jing Mo's figure also left the temple door in an instant.
Quiet Mo is too fast.
Zuo Jingjing couldn't escape at all.
Jing Mo struck Zuo Jingjing with a palm.
At the critical moment, an image flashed in front of Zuo Jingjing, blocking the static demon for Zuo Jingjing.
It is the Iron-faced God.
The Iron-faced God struck Jing Mo's palm with his palm.
Both of their bodies were shaken by the force of the other, shaking in the wind and rain.
Jing Mo let out another demonic cry, and immediately launched several moves to attack the Iron-faced God.
He also yelled: "Get out of the way...I want to eat this stinky woman..."
When the Iron-faced God saw his mother again, he was stimulated and his mind was a little confused. But no matter how confused he was, he knew that Zuo Jingjing was his mother. He could not let anyone hurt her.
Then the Iron-faced God roared and exchanged several moves with Jing Mo.
Zuo Jingjing looked at the two demons fighting fiercely in the wind and rain, as if she was in a dream.
Fei Du and Jing Mo Buddha and Demon faced each other like brothers separated for a long time.
The Iron-faced God didn't hurt her, but he didn't let her go, and now He Jingmo hit her. Everything that happened was simply weird and weird to Zuo Jingjing.
What on earth is going on with all this!
While Tie Mo and Jing Mo were fighting, Zuo Jingjing hurriedly headed northwest.
Behind her, the astonishing roars of the Iron-faced God and the demonic cries of Jing Mo's people came one after another.
Zuo Jingjing ran forward desperately in the wind and rain, hoping to stay as far away from these two monsters as possible.