With a flashy thought, he was born in the nine states, and the nine heroes joined forces to fight against each other, and returned to the six and eight wastelands, establishing people, ghosts, gods, demons, demons, beasts, gods, spirits, and immortals.
In the battle of Kyushu, all the heroes destroyed the demons and even the corpses of the Tianyao Sect were everywhere. Rivers of blood flowed for several months and could not be retreated. It was just like the devastation of Oman who was trapped in an illusion.
She couldn't forget the companions who fell around her one by one, couldn't wave away the wailing that was engraved in her heart, and couldn't understand why the people slew demons with mercy.
The screams in his heart drove Aman to fly and kill with his sword. The recurring misty illusions constantly devoured Aman's physical strength, causing Aman to fall into an endless fight shrouded in hatred.
...boom!
The roaring artillery fire exploded in Aman's thoughts, prompting Aman to freeze his arms. As soon as his strength disappeared, he knelt down on one knee with a "pop", propped himself up with his sword, and turned his head to look at the light.
Under the billowing smoke and in the thunder and fire of Xuantian, a silver-haired man burst into view. Aman was shocked and his pupils widened, and an identical scene appeared in his mind.
The shock of memories coming back shocked Aman's soul. She watched the silver-haired man walking towards her step by step, his blood-splattered handsome face was stained with purple eyes, and his mouth was full of words that pierced his heart.
"Many! Why do you want to harm me!"
...Man Wa? Who?!"
The unfamiliar names and accusations in the man's mouth made Aman retreat subconsciously, and his heart ached. He instinctively grasped the coffin and trembled his lips and teeth.
"I...I didn't! I didn't harm you..."
As Aman murmured to himself, he grabbed the man's approaching steps and stepped back until he bumped into the Xuantian thunder fire that suddenly ignited behind him, causing burning pain to soak into his skin.
Every inch of it was corroded, and the pain made Aman suddenly raise his head to face the man's face very close to him. Their eyes met. The man's phoenix eyes were evil and arrogant, and his purple pupils were sharp.
Every part of Aman's sealed memory of reincarnation was shaken, causing Aman to hear the man yelling "Man Hua" again, and with a wave of his right hand, the coffin appeared in a cold light and killed the man.
The man raised his sword eyebrows, and the coffin froze in the air. The man raised his hand and waved, and the coffin was instantly blown several meters away, and the right handle fell to the ground with a "bang-dong" sound.
The heavy sword weighed heavily, smashing open a pit several meters deep, sending up a sky full of dust. Under the flying ashes, the man grabbed Aman's lapel and lifted Aman into the air.
"Tell me! Why do you want to harm me!"
"I..."
...puff!
Aman was thrown to the ground by the man, his internal organs were injured, and he vomited blood and stained the water mirror at his feet red. Aman looked at the reflection in the mirror as the man walked towards the coffin and said hoarsely.
"no, do not want..."
During the struggle, Aman endured the extreme pain in his internal organs and desperately stretched out his palm toward the coffin at the man's feet.
"Don't take away my... my sword! Don't take him away, no one can..."
The voice that was almost pleading aroused in Aman's heart his father's instructions and his past life obsession. The two beliefs were intertwined. When Aman saw the man picking up the coffin, he roared with all his strength.
"I said no one can! No one can take him away from me!!!"
With one word, he roared, echoing Aman's instant rose-red pupils, shattering the water mirror beneath him, causing ripples of light to bloom, and all the holy flowers of Brahma originating from the Lotus Sutra bloomed in the array.
Looking around, his eyes were all red, as magnificent as the clouds. Liuli, who was outside the magic circle, was so shocked that he trembled all over. He saw the radiance of red flames on Aman's body and belonged to the highest level of the Lingzong of the Lingzu, and blurted out.
"She...she is the Lord of Yuehuang City who has disappeared for hundreds of years..."
"My lord Manny!!!"
Xiangqu responded excitedly by covering her lips with her hands, confirming the suspicion in Bai Wangyou's heart. The smile on Bai Wangyou's lips reflected the depth in his eyes, and turned into a deep voice.
“As expected, it’s the Lord of Yuehuang City, Man Hua!”
As soon as Bai Wangyou said these words, Xiangquna could still stand and grabbed Liuli to withdraw from the formation. Seeing this, Liuli destroyed the remote control formation spirit ball in his palm.
As soon as the spirit ball dispersed, Xiangqu rushed in. Liuli looked at Xiangqu who was helping Aman up in the formation, turned around and glanced at Bai Wangyou, pursed his lips and said.
"You...when did you see it?"
"Red Rock Corpse Nightmare!"
Bai Wangyou looked back at Liuli, feeling so relieved that Liuli's mouth twitched in surprise.
"So this is the surprise that the owner said?"
"Is not it?!"
When Bai Wangyou retorted, Liuli's face darkened with embarrassment, and she thought to herself that the surprise was a surprise, but wasn't it too risky? What if Aman wasn't Man Wa.
After accidentally burying the Soul Imprisonment Formation and letting Ye Hui know about it, the genius knew how tragic Bai Wangyou's death would be, and now Aman's identity has been confirmed.
Instead, Liuli noticed the cunning look in Bai Wangyou's eyes, and her heart became even more unreasonable. She was afraid that Bai Wangyou would go further and further on the road of self-destruction, so she couldn't help but care about him.
"Then...what does the village owner want to do next?"
Hearing the uneasiness in Liuli's words, Bai Wangyou thought about Aman's state of amnesia when he met Ye Can's illusion without realizing it, and shook his head "tsk" in great interest.
At the end, Bai Wangyou turned his folding fan, tapped his chin, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Then the chess pieces return to their positions, and the game can be played, but the chess player is..."
In the middle of his speech, Bai Wangyou thought of Ye Hui, who was about to go to Lingfo Temple to attend the opening ceremony of the temple. He lowered his head, smiled, and thought about it. He waved his fan and changed the topic.
"By the way, the beauty yesterday should be the 249th one I sent to our lord, right?" Liuli was stunned when she heard this, raised her hand to count, and nodded to Bai Wangyou.
"Yeah! The 249th one!"
"Then just give me this two hundred and fifty! Make up a lucky number!"
"Master, you..."
By this time, Liuli had understood Bai Wangyou's intention. Hundreds of years ago, the wedding of Ye Can, the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon, was intervened by Man Hua, the lord of Yuehuang City, and the soul was reincarnated into Ye Hui's frail and delicate body.
Now Bai Wangyou sent Man Hua, who turned into a demon, to Ye Hui's side. He undoubtedly wanted to use the tit-for-tat confrontation between Ye Hui and A Man to uncover the truth behind the destruction of Yuehuang City hundreds of years ago.
From this, Bai Wangyou can find out the cause of his mother's death just around the corner, but as the saying goes, when old enemies reunite, it's either you die or I live, so Liuli couldn't help but remind her again.
"You are so cruel! Are you really not afraid of causing trouble by doing this?"
"Otherwise, how can there be any fun to watch?!"
After Bai Wangyou finished speaking, he looked at Liuli's troubled face and patiently coaxed her.
"As the saying goes, there is no poison without a husband, and no drama without joy. Ye Hui is kind by throwing Gu Shaochen here? Anyway, he plays with me, and I play with him. Besides, you really don't want to know where Xi Fo went?"
Liuli was poked in the center by Bai Wangyou, leaving Bai Wangyou speechless as she continued.
"Don't forget, if the tragedy hadn't happened hundreds of years ago when Xi Buddha disappeared out of thin air, how could Ye Can be so angry that he massacred the Buddhist temple and ended up where you are today?"
"..."
"Furthermore, Xifo, who is a higher-ranking ancestor in Jiuzhou, is the world-salvation Zen sect. He is also Ye Can's master who entered the Taoism. When the disciple is in trouble, is the master's indifference too unreasonable?"
Bai Wangyou said, hiding the confusion in his eyes, and sighed.
"So to find out the truth behind Xi Fo's disappearance, we have to start with Man Hua. After all, the destruction of Yuehuang City is the cause and Ye Can's madness is the result. Only the parties involved know the key to the problem!"
To put it bluntly, Liuli is irrefutable. He was originally the pearl on the altar of Xifo Temple. He was transformed into a person by listening to the Dharma every day, and obtained the position of the fourth-level Brahma Spirit of the Spiritual Clan.
Unexpectedly, he had to meet Jun Yaoxing, the messenger of the stars, and was imprisoned by Xifo for a moment. When he came out, he ran into Ye Can, the ancestor of the demon, who massacred the Buddha with blood in the temple.
The Buddhist temple was stained with blood and Xifo also disappeared. He was looking for the truth everywhere and was caught by the underworld and threatened by Yao Xing. In desperation, he spent all his cultivation to save Yao Xing.
Fortunately, Bai Wangyou saved him in time. He had followed Bai Wangyou for so many years to find out the original truth. Now Aman appeared and combined with Bai Wangyou's analysis.
Liuli also had to compromise and sighed secretly.
"You...your damaging move is quite clever, but please take care of your life!"