I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

"Uncle-master, be careful." Chi Yue stood behind him and raised his hands, trying to block the sharp blade for him.

At this moment, a figure fell from midair and coincided with Chi Yue, and both of them felt a slight tremor.

Chi Yue turned her head and met those eyes like an ancient well. Then there was the cinnabar mole at the end of his eye...

He just raised his hand to take the attack, and his originally moon-white monk robe was already stained with blood.

Did he just get through a fierce battle? Especially when you are close, you can even see the wounds that are still bleeding.

Chi Yue raised her eyes and met his. She was stunned: "Can you see me?"

Jia Jing said nothing, and after a moment he shook his head: "I can't see it, but I can hear it."

Chi Yue was a little surprised. She had been excluded for a while. Suddenly she heard that someone could hear her voice, which made her feel sad.

"Jia Jing, my master and senior brother are gone." After saying this, his eyes were slightly red. "I can't go back. Can you help me go to their graves to see them?"

Jia Jing shook his head: "I'm afraid it's impossible..."

Then he said, "Donor, your breath is weak. Your mind is unstable. If this continues, it may not be good. You can think about some unfinished things, so that you can have something to rely on, but you won't be sad all the time."

Chi Yue nodded at him. That person couldn't have pulled her into the previous life just to destroy her Taoism. There must be something that she hadn't discovered or overlooked...

"Who did you just fight?"

“Amitabha, they are just a few powerful people standing on the side of Kunteng Realm.”

"Did you win?"

Jia Jing raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes."

Seeing more and more cultivators from the Kunteng Realm appearing below, the two sides confronted each other, and other sects behind them also rushed to support.

This time, hundreds of thousands of cultivators from Kunteng Realm poured out continuously. It was obvious that they wanted to swallow up Qianqing Realm in one gulp. Other sects did not want to die, so they naturally came to fight.

"The time has come." A man in a white robe was floating in the air.

The wide hat obscured his face, and one could only vaguely see his white eyes, without eyeballs, and his entire body was snow-white and glowing...

"Tan Chen...what is he doing..." Chi Yue raised her eyes and looked at him, only to see red light emanating from Tan Chen's body and moving towards the sky.

"Shield the secrets of heaven." Jia Jing twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands and looked up with an unclear expression.

"To do something that ordinary people cannot do, one must pay a heavy price... Is the red blood overflowing around him his blood essence?"

"Of course."

"What will happen to him then?"

"Tian Yan Shu, using one's own blood essence to set up an array, can block the secrets of heaven. But if the opponent has great luck, once it starts, it can't be stopped until death."

Chi Yue turned her head suddenly. She finally understood what he and his uncle-master meant.

The male and female protagonists, no matter how hard they try, they can't be killed. Every time they kill to the last step, all kinds of problems arise. So Tan Chen used his life to block the secrets of heaven, and the master uncle... killed them...

Sure enough, the great-grandmaster's sword slashed at them with a mighty sword: "Damn it, I will definitely kill you today."

Wu Weichu had already been seriously injured, and his five fingers turned into claws in an attempt to devour his own kind.

Li Lingya said to the demons behind him, "Retreat quickly. He is not worthy of being our demon master because he feeds on his own kind. He slaughtered the entire sect in one night. How cold-blooded he is.

Although we demons are not good people, we only seize territory and do not kill people's families.

Now, after causing trouble, he just walked away. He abandoned us... In his eyes, we are just pawns and animals. He tried his best to please that human race, but what about us...

We demons have our own blood and iron will. We will never associate with those who invade our land."

The demons retreated one after another, no longer giving him the chance to absorb the food.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to take his life, those high-ranking cultivators from the Kunteng Realm came to help.

The uncle snorted coldly and took a sip of wine: "Then I will kill you as well."

After saying that, he turned into a ray of light and rushed into the crowd.

The sword energy almost became a double image, and in just a moment, corpses fell from the air.

He fought his way out of the encirclement, covered in blood, and stabbed Wu Weichu and his wife with a sword.

The sword was glowing red, as his blood and essence were infused into the sword. The entire sword was red.

With one sword, he cut off his horns, and then turned the sword and stabbed directly into his dantian.

The weakness of the conjoined twins was revealed at this time, and they were pierced through by a sword, stringing them together...

The uncle-master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, because of excessive exhaustion. The desperate fighting style over the past ten years has already overloaded his body.

This sword seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

But he still held the two men's shoulders tightly with both hands, gritting his teeth and saying, "It's a pity that I can't kill those traitors of Jianfeng. I can't clean up my family, and I feel really bad..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and opened them again, looking extremely resolute.

Chi Yue flew over quickly. She saw the determination to die in her great-grandmaster's eyes. He must be afraid that the two men were not dead yet, so he wanted to give them a try.

"Uncle Master, it's not worth it for these two idiots. Think about those idiots like Gu Xuanxiao. How can I feel at ease if I haven't killed them yet..."

Before he finished his words, a loud "bang" was heard.

He exploded, the self-explosion of the Crossing Tribulation Realm was extremely powerful. Not only were Wu Weichu and the other person blown to pieces without leaving any residue, but all the demons and cultivators of the Kunteng Realm, with him as the center, died instantly.

Chi Yue's eyes were moist, and tears blurred her vision. The last survivor of Ling Jian Zong was gone...

The old man who loved to drink, either lying in the Sutra Library to avoid the sun, or hiding in the forbidden area to drink and sleep. The old man who was sloppy and funny, died...

The Qingyun Sect disciples not far away also had tears in their eyes. The senior was still thinking about them at the moment of his death.

With a casual wave of his sleeves, he cast a formation on them. They were not affected at all...

Tan Chen at the top staggered, obviously unable to hold on.

I saw Jiajing raising his hand and summoning several Dharma images, heading towards the few survivors from Kunpeng Realm.

Then he stepped into the void, step by step towards the boundary between the two worlds.

"What are you going to do?" Chi Yue had known him for a long time. The calmer his eyes looked, the more trouble he was actually trying to make.

"Open the boundary wall."

"Why?"

"When you open it, you will understand."

He walked to the boundary wall, holding up a six-story pagoda in one hand and placing the other palm against the boundary wall. Instantly, golden light emanated from his palm.

It moved up along the boundary wall bit by bit, and the golden light quickly covered the boundary wall. The golden light spread...

Until the entire boundary wall is covered...

But in the eyes of Kanjiajing, the whole person instantly became transparent...

There was only a sound of "click".

The boundary wall cracked little by little, turned into pieces in an instant, and shattered bit by bit.

Jiajing's entire body gradually turned into golden light and began to disappear...

Chi Yue reached out hastily to grab it, but found nothing.

It turned out that what he said was probably impossible. It wasn't that he didn't want to go to her grave, so he didn't ask her which sect she came from. It turned out that he knew that he might not survive this day...

She looked at his disappearing figure and raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

It's not true, it's not true at all. Don't believe it, don't cry.

Tears are the cheapest things. A real woman bleeds but doesn't cry. She is not someone who can be knocked down so easily.

Unless, she really couldn't bear the repression...