Even if he once fell into the void, had his foundation collapsed, became a cripple, and was trapped in the abyss of ghosts, he had never been so desperate.
But now, I see familiar faces losing their vitality.
He went completely crazy.
But madness can't save anything.
A massacre has now destroyed most of the Qingyun Sect.
The fire that burned Lin Xi's origin became weaker and weaker. He knelt down weakly on the ground, feeling the hole in his body, and his body was so stiff that it was difficult to move.
In the current situation, Lin Xi couldn't think of any hope of making a comeback.
Burning the source cannot stop the coffin.
Being in the void, reinforcements from the spiritual world cannot come to support him at all.
Wenxin Realm and Immortal Tomb have also been separated, and Zheng Qipeng of Immortal Mountain with a powerful body cannot get through.
Everything seems to be over.
The war rages on.
The sea of blood infects the fairy mountain.
"Why is this happening?" Lin Xi looked at Qingyun Sect blankly, wondering what he felt in his heart.
Wandering, regretful.
Could it be that I was wrong?
If he doesn't insist on doing that.
Maybe the Wenxin world will not be destroyed.
All this is his fault.
The coffin looked at Lin Xi and said indifferently: "What a funny performance. Today the Wenxin world will be completely destroyed and will cease to exist. No one can change this outcome, not even demon cultivators."
After saying that, his body slowly rose again.
He is still somewhat afraid of demon cultivators.
But now he is relieved.
The last inheritance of this demonic cultivator should be cut off.
No matter how heaven-defying demonic cultivation is, it will be of no use in the face of the huge gap in realm.
Coffin did not rush to kill Lin Xi.
Because there is no need for this.
Anyway, his origin has been burned out, and he is already a mortal man.
Only by watching Lin Xi fall into absolute despair and pain could he let go of his anger.
Now, it's time to get down to business.
"The Wenxin Realm should be destroyed." The coffin overlooks the earth and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
It seems that only this familiar yet unfamiliar world is truly destroyed.
Only then can he gain inner peace.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the extremely faint blue clouds above the Qingyun Sect.
"Huh? It turns out this is Qingyun Sect." The coffin said to himself.
He has been gone for tens of thousands of years.
Things are different and people are different.
Many things are sealed in memory.
Of course I won't remember.
He would not inquire about what sect the demon cultivator's successor belonged to in the lower realm.
The coffin seemed to have thought of something, and there was a bit of disgust in his eyes: "It turns out that he is also a disciple of Qingyun Sect, no wonder he is also disgusting."
His eyes swept across the entire Qingyun Sect again, and he slowly raised his hand, with an extremely terrifying golden light emerging from his palm.
The avenue buzzed and vibrated.
It seems to contain the power of annihilation.
"I have wanted to destroy this place for a long time." The coffin said quietly to himself.
Although he no longer cares about these past events.
But it would be nice to be able to achieve a certain goal that I had set.
"Stop!" Lin Xi raised his head and felt the terrifying golden light, roaring angrily, like a dying beast roaring miserably, with a hoarse voice.
But it makes absolutely no sense.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in the void.
It seemed as if it had penetrated thousands of miles of nothingness and landed on Qingyun Sect.
All the men in golden robes stopped moving.
The coffin also stopped.
He felt a creepy aura, and couldn't help but look up into the void, his brows furrowed tightly: "What is it?"
Penetrate the endless void.
It was a dark and eerie land of bones.
The ghost spirit pervades all year round.
Life is dead.
In the darkness deep within the bones, a huge black lotus was swaying in the wind, blocking out the sky and the sun, and endless strange black energy gushes out like bubbles.
At the foot of the Bone Mountain, there was a skinny man, dressed in ragged clothes and as shriveled as a bone.
There is no breath of life at all.
Completely integrated into the surrounding bones.
But suddenly, he opened his eyes.
There are cloudy eyes in the sunken eye sockets.
"It seems that we can't wait any longer." The skinny man looked back at the black lotus. He was neither sad nor happy, but with a bit of struggle and relief, he finally stood up in relief.
His voice was extremely hoarse, like the sound of gravel rubbing against the ground, noisy and unpleasant.
some things.
Can't wait.
And some things have to be done.
Maybe this is his fate.
A gust of wind blew by.
The skinny man disappeared under the Bone Mountain.
"Is it an illusion?" The coffin frowned, and the uneasy feeling disappeared as quickly as it came. It was very strange.
Just when the coffin was about to continue destroying the Qingyun Sect.
He noticed something was wrong again.
A cold wind suddenly blew over him, causing him to tremble slightly.
Someone!?
He turned around suddenly and saw a rugged man like a skeleton standing behind him. His gray and dry hair was messy, and his skin was almost just attached to the bones. He looked extremely ferocious.
And it was such a ghost-like person that actually brought him great pressure.
"Who are you?" the coffin asked coldly.
But the man didn't say a word and just walked towards him slowly.
The coffin cast its spell without hesitation, and a torrential golden light surged in, as if it was about to engulf the man.
And a surprising scene happened. Just when the golden wave was about to cover the man, it suddenly stopped and split into two streams, without touching the man's body at all.
Seeing this, the coffin immediately retreated for several miles and used eighteen magic weapons to attack the man.
The eighteen magic weapons bloom with endless brilliance.
It seemed as if it was going to swallow up the entire Qingyun Sect.
There is even a special power of purification that can dissolve all the yin, ghosts, and resentment. Obviously, this evil power has an indescribable restraining effect.
But the man still walked forward slowly, his messy hair shooting a horrifying look.
The eighteen magic weapons lost their spirituality in an instant, making mournful sounds one after another, and then all fell to the ground, completely turning into scrap metal on the ground.
Such methods are simply unheard of.
Terrible.
It can actually kill the spirituality in the magic weapon instantly.
The expression on the coffin's face changed dramatically: "Who are you?!"
Why did a strange monk suddenly appear here?
Are there still such monks in the lower world?
impossible.
Due to the limitations of heaven and earth, it is destined that no one can appear beyond the realm of integration.
From the spirit world? But why did he come here?
The skinny man didn't answer, but kept moving forward, with slow and steady steps. The sinister Yin Qi burst out from his body, like a deep and unfathomable ocean.
He was like a king emerging from hell, fighting his way out from the endless ghosts.
Unparalleled pressure came overwhelmingly.
Only the grief-stricken Lin Xi raised her head with difficulty, feeling the severe pain coming from her heart. With her eyes blurred by tears, she saw a familiar skinny figure.
The body is withered.
Guard the ghost abyss.
"Bai Li?!" Lin Xi was shocked.
He didn't expect that the visitor turned out to be Bai Li.
He... actually walked out of the ghost abyss.
When the Qingyun Sect faced the crisis of destruction, it was Bai Li who walked out of the Ghost Abyss and came here.
Lin Xi was filled with joy and sorrow for a moment. Countless emotions spewed out like a volcano. She burst into tears, cried bitterly, collapsed and begged: