Chapter two hundred and sixty-five, those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness.
The tip of the sword was inserted into Fengxue's body, and all the demonic energy that bounded the shackles wrapped Fengxue's body, not even a trace left. In just a few seconds, all the flesh and blood of Fengxue was swallowed by the shackles.
This is because of the shackles and the demonic nature of the shackles, which is impossible to control.
All the strong winds and blizzards in the sky stopped, and everything in the broken world of reincarnation was quiet, without the flying snow in the sky, and without the whistling wind. Only one of the winds and snowstorms had turned into skeletons, blood and flesh, and only one exquisite mask left on the ground, with the silver hair slowly swaying on the ground with the breeze.
I myself did not expect that the shackles were so demonic. When the sword was inserted into Fengxue's body, I wanted to save his life so that I could get a set of information. However, the shackles did not give me a chance at all. After one swallowing, I left a dead bone.
At this moment, the shadow who originally wanted to attack me was behind me, so I didn't dare to act rashly at this time.
I even felt the shadow divided by the Emperor Dongtian was scared, as if Fengxue's death was a very scary thing for him.
The ice and snow surrounding us dissipated. At this time, a group of old guys hurried in. When they saw me covered in wounds and a silver-haired skeleton on the ground, they all understood that I had won this battle.
The expressions of each old man were imprinted on my face. Xiang Mian secretly gave me a thumbs up. The corners of the old man's mouth were already grinning to his ears, and he was so happy.
Huo Hunzi rushed up and stepped on the bone several times. He had suffered from Fengxue before. He was so angry that he could not kill Fengxue with his own hands at this moment, and he also had to kick a few kicks to relieve his anger.
The Taoist Zhengqi gently shook the whisk in his hand a few times and murmured: "My friend Luo is better to use less demonic energy. After all, we are considered a famous sect, so it is better to have less connection with the word demon."
What I couldn't see through was Qi Cheng. His face had no expression, like a waveless ancient well, and he couldn't see the depth. When he found that I was staring at him, he immediately changed into a smile and said lightly: "It's really a hero, and Xiaoyou Luo's skills are getting more and more advanced."
The various aspects of life are truly reflected in front of me at this time. Whether in the mortal world or the cultivation world, human nature is always the same. Some people sincerely praise it and have false intentions, so I naturally see it all.
"Let's go and clean up the shadow of the Butian Clan Emperor, and we will go back to the garrison to recuperate, and we will soon usher in a more intense battle."
I spoke, lifting the shackle sword in my hand and going back, but at this moment I saw this black shadow without any sign of fighting. My whole tall body knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Fengxue's corpse. Because it had no face, I couldn't see its face clearly. At this moment, I thought it was mourning for Fengxue's death.
However, when I walked into Fengxue's corpse, I was blocked by an invisible force, which shocked me and even a little surprised. Who could use such magical power to block me back! Isn't there no Butian clan here?
Just as I was surprised to ask the many old men behind me, the whole sky suddenly began to vibrate.
This is not the sky in the power of the world that I released, but the sky of real Beijing. At this moment, it began to shake, and an extremely powerful force flowed in the sky, as if it was about to smash the sky.
At this time, a loud voice resounded throughout the space. This was a special voice, transmitted by magic, and came to our ears through endless time and space. This spell was similar to the Qianli voice transmission a long time ago, but it was even more powerful than Qianli voice transmission. Moreover, only monks could hear this sound, or only people with spiritual energy and spiritual roots could hear it.
My old guys and I were both shocked. At this time, the voice slowly sounded. It was a sound that looked very similar to the wind and snow, as soft as a woman, but at this moment the gentle voice was filled with extreme anger.
"You actually dare to kill my son, you damn humans dare to kill my son. I will come in person and massacre all of you and destroy them all!"
I had a headache, and the guy killed the young man, and the old man was furious at this time.
In the Butian clan, there is an emperor in each lineage. Each of these emperors has magical power. Except for Ayu who succeeded to the throne at the end of the Beitian clan, all those who became the Butian clan emperor are not good at it. The Dongtian clan emperor is the ruthless master who had fought with the First Emperor. At this time, we killed his precious prince, and the old one attacked him directly.
However, the circular magic array today cannot withstand such powerful energy fluctuations, so it is almost time to send a great emperor over. If two powerful people at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable are sent to travel through the barriers of time and space and descend into our world, this is something that the First Emperor himself needs to do. It consumes countless energy, and the transmission process is unstable, which may cause the space to collapse, and the teleporter will be lost in the void.
"I will come, abominable humans, wait."
The vibration of the sky gradually dissipated and the whole sky returned to calm. I looked at each other with a few old guys. Obviously, everyone was not prepared for this sudden bad news.
"Go back, he may not be able to descend, the space channel is unstable..."
As he was talking, a Maoshan disciple walked up in panic and said a few words in Qi Cheng's ear. Qi Cheng's face changed again and again, and finally his face turned pale.
"Are you sure? You can't make a mistake? Could it be a fool?"
Qi Cheng asked three questions in a row, which made everyone present confused.
"Old Qi, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
Xiang Mian asked, and all the old guys looked at Qi Cheng with a breath of concentration.
"Everyone."
Qi Cheng bowed his hand, his expression was indescribable solemn.
"My spies just reported that just when we came to Badaling, a group of powerful strange figures rushed in from the Taihe Hall. They defeated the disciples stationed by our sects, and then began to arrange altar materials in the Forbidden City. It seems that the gods who are hidden in the Butian lineage are preparing to welcome the arrival of the emperor. These gods have half-immortals and even extremely strong half-immortals cultivation. Our people cannot stop them. They have activated the magic circle, so let's hurry up."
When I heard Qi Cheng's words, my heart was tight. Finally, the strong men from the Butian lineage came.
Thousands of years ago, when no one knew or prepared in the cultivation world, the Butian clan spent a lot of effort to make the Emperor of All Fa descend. The goal was to deal with me and the bad face. Although both sides suffered losses in the end, we protected the land of China a thousand years ago.
In a thousand years, the Butian clan is about to make a comeback. This time they are more prepared. When our Chinese monks are at their weakest strength, they will take action in order to win with one blow.
Now, the second emperor is about to descend, and there may even be an emperor of the East Heaven.
Such heavy pressure also represents the determination of the Butian lineage, and this invasion will never be let go.
Time is tight, and no one stops, and everyone goes to the Forbidden City immediately. I originally wanted to take a bus, but Taoist Zhengqi walked up to me and said seriously at me: "You really should learn to fly. Oh, go be my dragon qi, it's much better than traffic jams on the road."
At this time, Qi Cheng and Huo Hunzi took action together and took over the black shadow with great magic power. I stepped on the back of a golden dragon descending from the sky. Under the guidance of the Zhengqi Taoist, I stood on the dragon's back for the first time and soared in the sky.
The speed is indeed extremely fast. Usually, Beijing is very traffic jams, but now it is much more convenient to fly in the sky. I even feel like an immortal.
At this time, Taoist Zhengqi pointed to the direction of the Forbidden City ahead with a dark cloud and a haze and said, "Luo Yan, look at the opposite direction. We will soon have a tough battle. This time, there will be no one of us who can come back alive. I know that you have a good relationship with a disciple in my sect, and your Tongtian Club is also a close ally of our Longhu Mountain. My original president and you are also old friends. If I die in the Forbidden City this time, if you are still alive, remember to return to my Longhu Mountain and bury my ashes under the pine trees. Don't have a grand burial, it's all simple."
When I heard the words of the Zhengqi Taoist, I looked up and saw that this old Chinese strong man was actually a person who helped him for justice among us.
Huohunzi took action for the rise of the Five Elements Sect, and Xiang Mian was for the survival of the Xiang family. Qi Cheng and Xu Shenzu colluded with each other. Only the righteous Taoist around me, his Longhu Mountain is now a major sect in the cultivation world. His ancestor could completely close the door and live his own peace of mind, but now he is risking his life to charge at the forefront.
"Senior, we will succeed. We will all come back safely."
I replied with a smile.
The Taoist Zhengqi was stunned, then laughed heartily, stood in front of the golden dragon head, and shouted loudly at the dark fog opposite: "Life is what I want, righteousness is what I want, and both cannot be obtained. Those who sacrifice their life to seek righteousness!"
Chapter completed!