"Migrate!"
The invisible power of law instantly filled the world.
The aura of supreme majesty, as if it were real, descended on the roaring beast.
The next second, the venue instantly became quiet.
The black shadow that originally enveloped the Biao Beast, as well as the beast itself with its teeth and claws, seemed to have been stuck in time, motionless.
After the beast came to a complete stop, the six ghosts were like puppets with their strings cut off, wandering around in a daze.
"call out!"
Another strike of the sword struck, and Su Xing closed his eyes to relieve the dizziness and pain in his brain.
The mysterious white light in the Yuzhao Area has miraculous effects on the monk's body, but it has no effect on the soul and consciousness. This is also the reason why Hong Jin and Jiang Wangli have not recovered from their injuries.
After two breaths, Su Xing opened his eyes.
The long-term accumulation of Dharma characters and the faint feeling of Wu Xing made him understand that the beast in front of him had lost its spirituality.
At this moment, the word "migration" has extended its life in a sense.
Sure enough, after ten breaths.
The grand and majestic aura faded away like a wave, and the beast that had lost its restraints actually began to dissipate.
The black shadows on his body fell, melted and disappeared like snowflakes.
In the end, the place was empty.
And the black shadows covering the bodies of the six ferocious demons slowly faded and became lighter, as if they were just ordinary illusory ghosts.
The virtual light falls, and the appearance of several people in life can be vaguely seen. Looking at Su Xing, there was a hint of relief and gratitude on his face. Then the blank look on his face and his unconscious wandering gradually began to dissipate.
Su Xing formed a seal of rebirth with his hands and remained silent.
The two women behind him did the same thing. They endured the white light all over their bodies and sent these former classmates away.
But Su Xing didn't waste much time and turned to look at the two women:
"I'm going to kill Hu Youyi, you two stay here."
"Brother Su, are you leaving again?" Lin Xixi's little face, which had been tense before, melted instantly, and two lines of tears fell.
He took two steps forward and threw himself into Su Xing's arms.
Feel the warm touch from the body contact and the cold tears falling on your neck. Su Xing didn't say much, just patted Lin Xixi's head gently, and Fuso's spiritual power continued to pour in.
On the side, Yan Shengfang had an envious look in her eyes, standing close and watching eagerly.
Su Xing looked at the other party's white light and knew that she had paid a lot to protect Lin Xixi. So he also stretched out a hand to pat the other person's shoulder and heal his injuries.
However, Yan Shengfang came over with bright eyes, like a puppy begging for food. Her delicate face rubbed Su Xing's palm first, then she gently lowered her head and let Su Xing pat her hair gently, showing a satisfied look.
The other party had merit, so Su Xing didn't criticize him too harshly, and Fuso's spiritual power also poured in.
With the magical white light from the Yuzhao area and the spiritual power of Fusang, the two women's wounds healed quickly.
At this moment, a soft shout suddenly came:
"What are you doing!?"
The three people immediately turned around and saw a figure appearing not far away.
She has a slim figure, thin eyebrows and a slim waist, and her pale face adds a bit of frail beauty. Looking at the three people in shock, it was Jiang Wangli.
At this time, Lin Xixi was hugging her tightly and buried in Su Xing's arms, while Su Xing touched her head with one hand and freed up the other hand to touch Yan Shengfang.
The three of them looked indescribably awkward and ambiguous.
Lin Xixi didn't hear Jiang Wangli's soft drink, or even if she heard it, she didn't think so much at this time. She only thought about Su Xing, who had been missing for a long time.
And Yan Shengfang didn't care about other people's eyes. She glanced at Jiang Wangli and turned back, continuing to enjoy Su Xing's touch.
Su Xingze asked lightly:
"What are you here for?"
Shouldn't it be me who should be questioning?
Am I the only one who thinks this scene is abnormal?
Jiang Wangli doubted himself for a moment, and then he noticed that the six souls around him were gradually disappearing.
"Junior Brother Huang, Junior Sister Han...you..."
Jiang Wangli's eyes changed, combined with the blood stains on Lin Xixi and Yan Shengfang's bodies and the weakening white light, he had forgotten the ambiguity he had just seen, and asked in shock:
"The Demonic Way of the True Self Sect has attacked and killed so many lone disciples? The people you wanted to save turned out to be Junior Sister Lin and Junior Sister Yan?"
Su Xing nodded. This woman didn't seem completely unreasonable. At that moment, he gently patted Lin Xixi's face and said to her:
"We can't delay any longer. I'll be back as soon as I go. If you are worried, you can follow me from a distance, but you are not allowed to get close."
After Lin Xixi nodded, she turned around and left decisively.
Jiang Wangli was still remembering several dead disciples. When he saw Su Xingxing walking away, he couldn't help but ask:
"Su Xing, where are you going?"
"Zhu Hu Youyi." Su Xing left without looking back.
Jiang Wangli fell on the spot and bit his lip. This man acted too decisively and domineeringly, and what happened before made her even more unhappy. If Hong Jin hadn't spoken out to help defend him, and if he was going to save other disciples, she wouldn't have followed behind.
But at this time, they saw that all six lone disciples had been killed. If it hadn't been for Su Xing, Junior Sister Yan and Junior Sister Lin would have been in trouble as well.
The other party was actually using his own efforts to gradually reverse the decline of the Purple Jade Sect after the Yuzhao District was destroyed.
After hesitating for a moment, she bowed again to the almost dissipated souls of several disciples, and followed behind Su Xing.
...
A little further away.
Hu Youyi's trunk suddenly twitched, sending Yue Du flying several meters away. He was trapped in smoke and dust, unable to get up for a while.
He was about to turn around and head towards where the Biao beast was sensing.
suddenly.
The remaining black lines on the face quickly melted, corroding the skin, leaving twisted and uneven lines. The black and white toxins began to spread throughout the body without any hindrance.
At the same time, the hair on the back of his head turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes dimmed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Hu Youyi's originally raised foot suddenly stopped and stood silently.
Yue Du stood up from the side. After feeling that the aura on Hu Youyi's body was declining rapidly, a lone wolf-like decisive aura emerged instead.
There was a look of surprise on his face, and he didn't dare to get close for a while.
And "Hu Youyi" suddenly made a sound from his mouth. The sound belonged to the original deity:
"Chen Shan? Biao Ling is broken!? You loser! You should have listened to me a long time ago, what should you do now!"
Then came another voice that I had never heard before:
"Where is this? Why am I here? I remember that I was in seclusion to break through the foundation building? No, I remember that I have been forming elixirs for two hundred years? No! Who am I and why am I here!"
"Shut up, you're just a memory!" Hu Youyi said impatiently.
"I am memory, what are you? Who am I?"
"I'm almost dead! Don't bother me!"
The two voices in his mouth kept arguing, but Chen Shan's eyes became calmer.
It looks very weird.
Ignoring the quarrel in his mouth, Chen Shan took out something from his arms.
Hu Youyi suddenly said:
"Chen Shan! I know you must have a way! In this way, as long as you restore everything to how it was before, I am willing to let you take over half of this reincarnation!"
The third voice sounded from his mouth, gloomy, decisive, and cruel, and it was Chen Shan's:
"Recover as before?
If you lose a bet, there is no point in praying that you have not been in the gamble. "
He held up a broken jade stone in his hand. On it, twenty-seven jade marks were like stars, shining faintly.
It began to slowly echo with Quyu in the sky.
"This is our...last bet."
