"So you asked me to come here so that I wouldn't cause trouble."
"I'm protecting you."
"Except for Gu Que, I don't need anyone else to worry about me."
The cold voice contained no emotion, and grief and despair did not seem to exist on this person's face.
So there was silence.
Both of them fell silent.
After a long time, a gentle male voice came out: "Don't use sword techniques indiscriminately. The consequences are too heavy for you to bear."
"Hasn't something that I can't bear already happened? Then what else can I not afford to lose next?"
As she spoke, she suddenly turned around and strode away.
Han Juechen took a deep breath, looked at Han Qiu's leaving figure, and suddenly grinned.
The sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue, the sky and the earth were fresh, and the whole world seemed to be filled with joy.
The surviving life is certainly worth celebrating, but the warm sunshine cannot illuminate that cold stone statue.
The stone statue is nearly 10,000 feet high, its legs are buried in the earth below the knees, its expression is a roar before solidification, and its long hair is intertwined, like a mountain range.
The loose gray clothes rustled in the wind, but still could not hide her thin body. She walked step by step, staring straight ahead.
Ahead is the vast land, the lonely plain, and at the end is the cold statue.
Such a familiar statue can't feel any life at this moment.
She stopped and just stood there without speaking, with no expression on her face.
As time went by, until the sun set in the west, the remaining clouds dyed the statue red.
She finally gritted her teeth, opened her mouth, and let out an earth-shattering roar.
Trembling all over, he stretched out his right hand, and a faint bloody light appeared in his palm. At the same time, his whole body began to change.
Every pore radiated blood.
Her hair was covered with waving black hair, she was dressed in gray, and her eyes became blood red.
"No! Don't go astray."
A low roar sounded, and the void suddenly opened. A tall old man wearing an ancient monk's robe stepped out with a single step, Buddha beads rolling on his chest, and hanging steadily in front of Han Qiu.
There was no expression on Han Qiu's face, and he just said softly: "What is the wrong path? The devil's way, the sword's way, the way of killing, the Buddha's way, everything is the way. Now I give up the sword's way, the devil's way, the Buddha's way, and specialize in the way of killing, to prove it by killing
Tao, it may not be impossible.”
While speaking, Han Qiu's body was also changing. The blood light almost completely surrounded her body, and her long black hair quickly turned red and turned into bloody hair.
The blood in her eyes was surging, and the murderous light was shocking. She said word by word: "Since you died for this world, I will let this world bury you with you."
As he spoke, Han Qiu suddenly turned around, strode away, and disappeared directly between heaven and earth.
Ksitigarbha murmured: "Gu Que, it's not that I won't help you, but she has already set her path, and no one can change it."
There are grass and trees in the setting sun, dry mountains and rivers, and the vastness of the earth is difficult to see at a glance.
The sun and menstruation pass, stars appear and disappear, and time flies by like a white horse.
Every year during the Qingming Festival, there are always fragrant waxes burning under the cold statues, and there are always traces of paper money. Some people have cried here, some have lived here, and there seems to be faith floating in the distance. It is the pure power that crosses the sea of five elements.
.
During the Double Ninth Festival, there are always dozens of powerful men coming to express their condolences. Some people say that these are the emperors of the Gods and Demons Continent. Some people say that these are the beacons of the world.
Some people say that it is the Lord of the Holy Mountain, while others say that it is the legendary supreme immortal.
Only on weekdays, when no one is visiting, a woman will appear here.
She was thin and thin, her clothes were thin, her eyes were as red as waterfalls, and her hair was covered with blood and hair.
She came here just to sit quietly for a day and then bury her recent gains.
They were brand new heads, dripping with blood and smelling scarlet.
"In this world, I will invite all the degenerates and gods one by one, and light soul candles to sacrifice your spirit in heaven."
"If I can attain enlightenment in the future, I will bring that supreme and immortal human head as a sacrifice to you."
She hardly spoke and left after saying these two sentences.
"Asshole!"
The sound of violent shouting shocked the entire palace. With a palm of his hand, a Vajra Realm master in front of him was sent flying dozens of feet, and he hit a pillar heavily.
Dozens of people around were chilling, not daring to say a word, and kneeling on the ground, their whole bodies trembling.
This celestial clan leader showed such power that people did not dare to raise their heads.
"Tell me! Have you found anything?"
Jushi's face was full of anger, his teeth were gritting loudly, and several tall figures standing next to him couldn't help but sigh.
"Lords of the Heavenly Clan, please calm down, there is no use venting your anger on them."
A voice sounded, and Gushi stamped his feet heavily. He was always calm, but this incident was really infuriating.
He pointed at the dozens of people in front of him and shouted: "It's only been sixteen years! It's been only sixteen years! Seventy-seven masters of the Vajra realm have died in our eight divisions of Shinto. The highest realm has reached the fourth level of exhaustion."
It's been so long, but you still can't find out who the murderer is."
The Yaksha clan leader gritted his teeth and said: "The year before last, when my Yaksha clan elder was stabbed, I happened to be present. After a few blows with the mysterious murderer, I can tell that she is definitely a woman, and her strength will never exceed the Vajra realm."
The Asura Clan Master said in a deep voice: "You mean a Vajra Realm cultivator who has killed more than 70 Vajra Realm masters from the eight divisions of our Shinto for sixteen years, including even those at the peak of the Vajra Realm? You are
Are you scolding me that all eight Shinto schools are useless?"
The Lord of the Yaksha Clan said coldly: "One person killed more than seventy people. What is he not a waste? If you don't recognize yourself, you will never make progress."
The Asura Tribe said: "Then you fought with her but never kept her, are you also a waste?"
"you......"
"Enough!"
Jushi stepped forward in one step, glanced at everyone with indifferent eyes, and said solemnly: "I invited you here not to quarrel, but to catch the murderer."
Several people around looked at each other, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.
Jushi said: "This person is cruel and ruthless. Every time he kills a person, he will cut off his head. He must have some kind of blood feud with our Shura world. No matter what, we must find her out so that she can neither live nor die."
God Yasha said: "Since she wants to cut off the head, it means that she will not destroy the head, but use it for something."
The Asura Clan Master gritted his teeth and said: "I have asked the God of Skanda to search for it. I have searched all over the Asura Realm, and there is no trace of the head at all."
"Have you searched everything?"
"I've searched everything, except that damn place..."
As soon as he said this, the face of the Asura clan leader changed and he murmured: "We haven't found that place yet."
Jushi said hurriedly: "Are you talking about the southernmost part of the Shura Realm, the passage between the two realms, and the place with tens of thousands of statues?"
The Asura clan leader nodded and said: "Yes, due to the battle that year, the vitality there was chaotic, cause and effect were entangled, and the order was out of balance. It could not be directly swept away by spiritual consciousness. In addition... that person... is indeed very sensitive, and occasionally there are gods and demons.
People from mainland China come to worship, but we usually don’t go there.”
The Yaksha Clan respected him: "It is said that eleven years ago, a few ignorant and exhausted strong men went there to practice, and were beaten to pieces by the Lord of the Eternal Holy Mountain."
"Yes, six years ago, a large number of explorers came to search for treasures, but they were all killed by Maggie, the ancestor of the angel tribe. Thousands of them were killed, and no one was left alive."
"So we generally don't choose to go there. This is challenging their bottom line."
Jushi suddenly said: "Then, what if the head is buried over there?"
Everyone around was shocked, looking at each other with doubts in their eyes.
Jushi said: "Gu Que died because of our Shura Realm. The person who hates our Shura Realm so much may be one of his people. We must go and have a look over there."
The Lord of the Yaksha Clan nodded and said: "Yes, the Shura world is now full of soldiers. Everyone is terrified. They say that the God of Killing has come to the world and they are not allowed to go out."
Jushi took a deep breath and said: "Okay, we will send people there immediately to check the situation, but one thing is that even this murderer must kill her."
"How to kill?"
Jushi sneered: "Of course it's to lure the snake out of its hole."
Everyone around didn't understand this idiom, and Jushi narrowed his eyes and said: "Now everyone in the Vajra Realm is in danger, we might as well send three people to lure her out, and then we can surround her and attack her!"
The Asura clan leader couldn't help but said excitedly: "What a great idea! We will prepare immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice without any emotion came out: "No need, I'm already here."
Jushi suddenly turned around and shouted: "Be careful!"
At the same time as the sound came out, blood light flashed in the hall, like lightning, incredibly fast.
With just one breath, dozens of rays of blood were shot out. Each ray of blood was filled with indescribable terrifying killing intent, instantly freezing the air in the room.
More than a dozen celestial beings kneeling on the ground were instantly crushed to pieces by the bloody light, and they did not even scream.
But at this moment, Jushi and the others didn't even notice anyone, they could only see the bloody light cruelly harvesting lives one after another.
"presumptuous!"
Kusi roared loudly, his figure skyrocketed, and the power from his whole body surged out, turning the entire palace into powder, causing the sky and the earth to tremble uncontrollably.
A figure as fast as lightning could only see the residual light, and killed more than ten people in two or three breaths.
"not good!"
The Yaksha clan leader roared loudly, and saw a streak of blood that seemed to tear the void apart. The Asura clan leader was chopped into several pieces, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
The dignified clan leader, a being in the Vajra realm, was killed instantly without even showing his figure.
Jushi was horrified and his whole body felt chilly. But at this moment, a loud roar came out from the sky: "Get out of here!"
The sound was like a thunderous explosion, full of pressure, and a palm as wide as ten thousand feet suddenly came down, carrying unparalleled power, heading straight towards this figure.
"snort!"
Han Qiu snorted coldly, his palms emitted crystal white light, and without any fear, he struck directly with his palms.
There was a muffled groan, and her figure had disappeared between heaven and earth.
And in the void, that giant palm was actually torn into pieces.
"Kanda Demigod!"
Jushi screamed in shock, while Wei Tuo spurted blood from his mouth and gritted his teeth and said: "Sacred Treasure! She is from the Continent of Gods and Demons!"
(One update today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, 10,000 words of compensation every day.) (To be continued)