Using the wheel tactics, they could not survive. Wang Ye's body was slightly cold, and Xu Tianyang fell unwillingly in the smoke and fire.

Ling Yi shook his head and looked pitiful: "You want to compete with me, but you don't overestimate your own abilities."

Chu Yu said coldly: "As a fallen immortal, what qualifications do you have to laugh at a mortal who defends his faith with his life?"

Ling Yi narrowed his eyes, looked at Chu Yu, and suddenly smiled: "You look like neither a human nor a ghost, and you still want to catch the moon and stars?"

Chu Yu looked calm: "The moon should overlook the world, and the stars should shine brightly. I have never had such delusions."

"Delusion? No, I can help you." Ling Yi coaxed in a low voice, "Strangle her slender neck, let her become the thing in your palm, dye the pure white into your favorite color bit by bit, she

Put aside your pride and self-esteem and hang your noble head for you, are you really not tempted at all?"

Chu Yu twirled his fingers, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "It's indeed heart-warming."

A trace of contempt flashed across Ling's eyes, and from the corner of his eye he saw the spear piercing his heart. Ling Yi frowned and said, "Why, don't you agree with it too?"

Chu Yu used ghost power to enlarge his wound and said casually, "That's not her."

There was no trace of blood on Ling Yi's wound. He pulled out his spear and threw it on the ground. He grabbed Chu Yu's neck with his backhand, his eyes were red: "Why! Why are you like this even for a mortal!"

I don’t care about incense or offerings. I can face my selfish desires calmly, but I am not obsessed with them. Why is everything like this!

Chu Yu lazily let him pinch his neck, and a huge gap opened in the ground. Underneath was a blazing karma fire. The tongues of fire swept away the fallen objects, and within a moment, they disappeared from the world.

Ling Yi's eyes were crazy: "If you don't want to, then you can die!"

Before he could take action, Chu Yu jumped down on his own.

Seeing this scene, Chu Bai desperately wanted to rush up and jump down. An iron chain was wrapped around his waist, but Zhao Ming held him tightly.

"I promised her to take good care of you, Chu Bai, you can't jump, come with me!"

Chu Bai was full of brute force, Taibai took action and knocked him unconscious. The two took the opportunity to hide with Chu Bai.

Chu Yu fell into the endless hell, surrounded by ten fire pillars. The ten kings of hell were tied to the pillars, burned by the fire of karma, and fell into a coma. Only the king of reincarnation had a trace of clarity.

Chu Yu closed his eyes and recited a mantra, used ghost power to protect their souls, and placed them on the ground respectively.

"It's useless... let's go quickly..." The Wheel of Reincarnation King managed to speak with a weak breath.

Chu Yu cupped his hands and said, "Please tell me where the heart of Shenhuo is."

The Wheel King's pupils dilated and he moved his lips. Chu Yu looked firm and begged silently. He sighed softly and pointed at the depths of the Karma Fire.

Chu Yu nodded, stepped into the raging fire of karma without hesitation, and wrapped the heart of the divine fire with his soul. The King of Wheels felt a lightness in his soul and regained a sense of coolness.

Chu Yu used his soul and the ghost power accumulated over two thousand years to bring them a chance to breathe.

…

There were not many people standing on the ground anymore. The city was devastated, with broken walls and ruins, and no life at all.

Wen Tian shivered. She had never thought of this scene.

Ling Yi sat on the Grand Master's chair, and a man knelt at his feet. In less than a second, the man turned into powder.

"98." Wen Tian reported the number.

A woman who was eight months pregnant knelt in front of Ling Yi and stabbed the woman through the abdomen with a mahogany sword.

Wen Tian pinched her palms and said mechanically: "99..."

"Wrong, it's the hundredth."

Ling Yi smiled and used his spiritual power to break open the woman's belly, "Here, there's another one."

Wen Tian's lips trembled and he almost screamed. The woman fell to the ground in pain, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I hate pregnant women the most."

He waved his hand and the woman disappeared.

Feeling that the coffin was broken open, Ling Yi became interested: "It's finally here."

He suddenly stood up, Wen Tian felt nervous, turned her head, the breeze blew against her face, and Chu Hanxing stood five steps away.

Ling Yi greeted him knowingly: "Are you awake? I just killed a hundred people for you."

"For me?" Chu Hanxing turned his eyes and saw a long line of people kneeling on the ground. Their minds were deceived and they went to die devoutly, believing that Ling Yi could save them.

The coldly glowing spiritual sword was approaching Ling Yi's door. Ling Yi blocked it with a folding fan, and the battle was about to begin.

The wind was strong, the sky was dark, the earth was dark, the sand was flying, the lightning was thundering, the ancient trees with intertwined roots were blown off by the wind, the sand and stones were blurry, and only two white afterimages were undisturbed.

Ling Yiyi's folding fan turned into a black sword, and the sword flashed in all directions. The spiritual power was used freely, and even the color of heaven and earth changed. The people affected by the spiritual power vomited blood and fell to the ground, and there were countless casualties.

Chu Hanxing's eyes were cold, and Ling laughed while fighting: "Chu Hanxing, you are so smart, and you are actually willing to hurt yourself for these selfish people. Is everything you have done worth it?"

Chu Hanxing ignored him, and the strong spiritual power made Ling Yi stagger. At this moment, Chu Hanxing turned his wrist and stabbed Ling Yi's Dantian with his spiritual sword.

They couldn't kill Ling Yi, but Chu Hanxing could.

Ling Yi did not dodge, and a strange smile appeared on his lips. Chu Hanxing's expression condensed, and Wen Tian's face appeared in front of her. She shouted in horror: "No!"

She was grabbed by Ling Yi and blocked in front. Chu Hanxing's eyes dimmed, and the spiritual sword was suddenly recalled. Ling Yi took the opportunity to use his palm, and the arrogant spiritual power penetrated Chu Hanxing's spiritual veins, cutting them inch by inch, and severing the meridians.

The wind stopped and the sun broke, and the world became quiet again.

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing: "Chu Hanxing, according to our abilities, even if this world collapses, we can still be unscathed and have somewhere else to go, but you took my slap forcibly for them."

No matter what, Wen Tian is the existence that supports this world. If she dies, the world will be over.

Wen Tian's face was pale, and Chu Hanxing's face was bloodless. Only her lips were bright red, and blood oozed from the severed meridians. There were dots of red on her white clothes. Her hand holding the spiritual sword shook inaudibly.

Ling Yi curled his lips: "You lose, Chu Hanxing."

He is on par with Chu Hanxing, who recovered her memory and found out the secret of the coffin. She is even slightly better because of Chu Hanxing's talent.

But she decided to save these ants.

"I told you, you will be defeated by your kindness as a woman." Ling said.

Chu Hanxing breathed softly. After a moment, he raised his eyes and said calmly: "Instead of talking about my wife's benevolence, it is better to admit that you have six impure roots, are biased in doing things, and have a demonic seed in your Taoist heart."

Ling Yi suddenly tightened his fists and put a smile on his lips: "Okay, I want to see how selfless and great you are."

He threw Wen Tian aside, and the next second, Fu Jia, who was awake, was choked by Ling Yi.

"Do you want him to live?" Ling Yi waved his sleeves, and hundreds of kneeling people appeared on the ground. He smiled and said, "Pick ten and kill them, and I will let your friend go."
Chapter completed!