Outside Taiyue City, Qin Xiao's eyes slowly closed, and his life disappeared. After all, he was just a mortal, and he forcibly used an immortal weapon like the Seven-Star Longyuan. His body could not withstand the power of the Tao, so he died.
Ye Ling endured the grief and slowly pulled out the wooden sword from behind, turned around and looked at the sky: "Next, it's me!" Seeing Ye Ling like this, Qing Buqi in the air became interested: "It's me again! A person who is not afraid of death is indeed a generous and tragic person!" Sun Chengzong said disapprovingly: "After all, there is a big difference between facing difficulties and not overestimating one's own abilities." Monk Huiming recited the Buddha's name loudly: "Amitabha, my Buddha Mercy!" Monk Qingxu of Qingjing Temple, who had never spoken a word, suddenly said: "Something has happened, so I have to say goodbye!" After saying this, he turned around and left.
The Venerable Guiye also said: "It is really sad to encounter such a catastrophe in the Eastern Region. I will immediately return to the Western Land to be in bliss, and summon monks and Buddhas from all over the world to recite scriptures about the past life together and save the souls of the dead!" After saying this, he also collected the sky. Buddha's light, stood up and left.
Kong Xiuzhen also said: "Seeing its life, I can't bear to see its death; hearing its sound, I can't bear to eat its meat. Even animals are like this, let alone human life." After saying this, he drove the Chunqiu chariot and left with a sigh.
Nowadays, all the three major religions, Confucianism, have left, and only Huiming of the Six Paths Buddhist Hall is left in Buddhism. Among the seven branches of Dao Zong, only Wang Wuyuan of Tongtian Sword Sect left.
Seeing this scene, Qing Buqi exchanged looks with Sun Chengzong and said goodbye. An Yin looked at Li Mo and said in a bad tone: "After this disaster is over, I will definitely go to your Shuijing Cave for advice!" Li Mo replied lightly: "We are always waiting for you!" The two looked at each other coldly. The ice is as strong as fire, and it breaks up unhappily.
When Duan Shanhai saw that everyone was leaving, he smiled and asked Huiming, "Everyone has left, but the master alone is not moving, but why?"
"Moving means not moving, and not moving means moving." Huiming smiled slightly and did not answer directly: "What's the difference between presence and absence?" Duan Shanhai was not a stupid person, so he said indifferently: "In that case , I'll take my leave!" Duan Shanhai did not look at Gu Yuan's actions this time and left first.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yuan was silent, but he tore the void with one hand, stepped into the gap, and disappeared. At this time, only Monk Huiming was left in the sky, which was a bit empty.
Seeing this scene, Monk Huiming said helplessly: "The human heart is like sand. It is difficult to gather and easy to disperse. This has been the case since ancient times." After saying this, he drifted away.
Although the leader of the three religions left, the punishment from heaven continued. On the land of the Eastern Territory, thunder and fire burned the world, causing heavy casualties.
Outside Taiyue City, Ye Ling held a wooden sword and looked up at the sky. A strong force of swordsmanship slowly rose up, fighting against the way of heaven.
At this moment, a figure flashed by. Hua Xinfeng, who came from nowhere, pressed Ye Ling's shoulders: "Don't be reckless!" Ye Ling saw that it was Hua Xinfeng, but he didn't stop, but said: "Brother Hua, are you willing to live an ignoble existence?"
"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!" Hua Xinfeng said anxiously: "It is difficult to resist the power of heaven. No matter how the dragon soars for hundreds of miles, no matter how Zhuge Ce relies on you and me, it is all a mantis's arm acting as a chariot, and a cricket shaking a tree. Not only does it not help, but it is all in vain. Lose your life. If you can't bear the anger for a while, it won't be too late to settle the score in the future. A man can bend and stretch, don't act on impulse!" Ye Ling didn't answer, but the edge of his sword became stronger and stronger, and the flower trade wind was blown away and fell far away.
Immediately afterwards, a Taoist force lifted Qin Xiao's body and brought it to Hua Xinfeng. Ye Ling said: "This is my good friend. He was the number one hero in the world during his lifetime! It's a pity that I'm afraid I can't." I have the opportunity to collect his body, so I can only ask you to help me. No need to say too much about kindness, let me repay you in the next life!"
"Ye Ling, what are you talking about?" Hua Xinfeng was extremely anxious: "Why do you say this? You are just a Lingxu realm monk, saving the world and the people, fighting against the sky, it is not your turn yet!" Ye Ling heard the words and smiled slightly. Said: "That's true. But everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Although I am only a small sword cultivator, I still have a heart. I see the suffering of the human race, how can I stand by and watch. The capable do not work, and the poor deserve it. The poor do not Fear, those who are capable despise them!" After saying this, the sword path penetrated the heaven and earth. At this moment, the golden spiritual energy attached to Ye Ling's wooden sword poured into Ye Ling's body crazily, continuously evolving pieces of Dao bones, which made people worse than death. The pain was not revealed at all on Ye Ling's face at this moment.
Heaven seemed to notice something strange, a thunder struck down, and the purple lightning shattered the void, directly covering Ye Ling.
Hua Xinfeng hurriedly protected Qin Xiao's body, but unexpectedly the thunder and lightning was too powerful and knocked him away, almost seriously injuring him.
"Leaves!" Hua Xinfeng shouted. But the next moment, he saw a figure standing proudly in the lightning.
Ye Ling shook his neck, and thunder surged over his body, but it couldn't hurt him at all. The Dao bones around his body became more powerful through the tempering of thunder.
Jin Xing's spiritual energy is still pouring into the Tao body. Ye Ling's Tao bones have evolved nearly half, and the momentum around him is stronger. His sharp energy resists the way of heaven, but he does not fall behind.
Among the thunderclouds, another thunderbolt landed. This one was stronger than the one just now, with purple lightning crystal clear.
But this time, Ye Ling did not rely on his Taoist body to resist, but took one step forward and used the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique. The sword energy burst out from the wooden sword and landed directly on the thunder.
There was a loud thunder, but in the electric light, countless sword energy cut wildly, and actually chopped the thunder into pieces.
In the thunder light, Ye Ling stood proudly with a wooden sword in his hand, and shouted: "How can we call God God without a way?" As soon as he said this, the thunder clouds rolled like a tide, and thunder fell in all directions, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth tortoise. crack.
However, none of this scared Ye Ling. Ye Ling took one step forward and slashed horizontally with the wooden sword. A crescent moon sword energy hit the sky and crashed into the thunder clouds.
With a loud noise, the thundercloud was chopped into pieces, and the lightning in it continued to fall, falling like snowflakes.
But then, the surrounding thunderclouds gathered again, and a giant beast transformed from thunder and lightning into a silver wolf jumped out from the thick clouds.
The thunder wolf roared at Ye Ling, then spit out several lightning balls from its mouth and smashed them towards Ye Ling.
When Ye Ling saw it, he stepped on Xuantian's afterimage and quickly dodged away. Then he slashed down with his sword and struck at the Thunder Wolf with sharp sword energy.
Unexpectedly, this thunder wolf was also very fast, dodging the sword energy in a flash, and then rushed towards Ye Ling.
Ye Ling was unable to dodge, and then he swung his wooden sword lightly, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique burst out with all its strength. The edge of the sword suddenly exploded at the tip of the sword, and then countless sword energy enveloped the thunder wolf that rushed towards him, cutting wildly.
Unexpectedly, Thunder Wolf roared and wrapped his body around Ye Ling. Then his whole body turned into thunder again and fell on Ye Ling.
"Boom——" The thunder was deafening, and the sword energy was wiped out in the thunder field. Ye Ling spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was covered with blood stains from the lightning, and he fell to the ground.
In the sky, the thunder and light converged and transformed into the thunder wolf again, roaring to declare his victory.
"Ye Zi!" Hua Xinfeng hurriedly rushed forward and helped Ye Ling out of the huge pit: "Yi Zi, is it serious?" Ye Ling stood up, pushed Hua Xinfeng away, holding the wood in his hand. The thunder wolf pointed the sword in the air and laughed: "Again!" The thunder wolf howled, and then a series of thunder came out of its mouth and struck Ye Ling.
Ye Ling was afraid that the flower trade wind would be affected, so he hurriedly left the place and set foot in the sky again. Immediately afterwards, the wooden sword showed its sharp edge, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique was used with all its strength. The sharp sword energy continued to crush the incoming thunder.
But the next moment, the thunder wolf suddenly turned into a silver-white thunder pillar, covering Ye Ling. Under the thunder, Ye Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit.
The wooden sword also escaped and was stuck on the ground, its edge gradually diminished and its brilliance was no longer there. In mid-air, the thunder wolf reappeared, spitting out thunder and lightning balls again at the seriously injured Ye Ling, trying to completely kill Ye Ling.
"Ye Zi!" Hua Xinfeng had no time to save him and could only cry out in despair. After a loud explosion, the crater on the ground became even bigger. Countless pieces of soil were burned by the thunder, exuding thick smoke that smelled of burnt smell.
Hua Xinfeng hurriedly ran to the edge of the pit and looked, but there was no figure there. He fell to the ground in despair, thinking that Ye Ling had died and there were no bones left.
Unexpectedly, there was a ripple in the space behind Hua Xinfeng, and then a powerful force pulled him in and disappeared.
Similarly, there is Qin Xiao's body in the distance. The thunder wolf in mid-air thought that it had wiped out the powerful enemy, and its body turned into thunder and dispersed into the dark clouds.
......... Hua Xinfeng opened his eyes and saw that he was in a small world. Next to him, Wei Xunhuan was shaking his fan and smiled at Hua Xinfeng: "Young Master Hua, it's been a long time."
"Wei Xunhuan." Hua Xinfeng was confused. He turned around and saw Mo Luren again. He couldn't help but blurt out and asked, "What's going on?" Wei Xunhuan said, "For the rest of my life, I'd better thank your savior first!" As he spoke, Wei Xunhuan looked at Lai, who was not far away.
At this time, Ye Ling was unconscious and lying on the ground, with the dead Qin Xiao next to him. Lai looked at the two of them with a thoughtful look on his face.
.qqxsnew Hua Xinfeng saw that although Ye Ling was seriously injured and unconscious, his life was safe, so he breathed a sigh of relief and called out to Lai: "Thank you for saving your life." Lai turned his head, as if he was asking others, and seemed to be asking himself: "The human race is afraid Death, so I want Heaven to stop. But why would they rather die than do this? Since they died because of this, the consequences of Heaven's punishment have nothing to do with them." Hua Xinfeng looked at the lying body The two of them said: "Even though they knew it was death, they did not hesitate because there would always be someone who would survive."
"Is that so?" Lai nodded in understanding: "Their death is for the lives of others. But will the lives of others be because of their deaths?" As soon as this statement came out, everyone was silent.
In such a catastrophe, there are countless dead people. How big a role can each person who dies play?
"No matter what..." Ye Ling woke up at some point, slowly sat up, and said to several people: "No matter how useful the dead people are, they will all have a share of the credit in the final victory!"
"Ye Zi..." Hua Xinfeng hurriedly stepped forward, stuffed a healing pill into Ye Ling's mouth, and used Dao power to help him absorb the medicine.
Ye Ling was seriously injured at the moment and couldn't say much. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and began to use his Tao power to heal his injuries.
Lai waved his hand, and the iron sword next to Qin Xiao was held in his hand, and he said calmly: "As long as you have the will, even if you hold such a rusty piece of iron, you dare to go against the sky. This is... Xia Wang" Looking at Qin Xiao's body, Lai fell into deep thought again: "A small chivalrous man can only take care of himself; a great chivalrous man can serve the country and the people."
