The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"Fifth Brother, the one who wants to kill you is—the Heavenly Demon God!"

Before Qi Yu died, he sent a message to Huai Yan in an extremely weak voice.

When Huai Yan heard this, his heart sank even more.

Although the Demon God will sleep for millions of years, no one can guarantee that he will sleep peacefully forever. He might suddenly attack you one day.

Thinking of this, Huai Yan felt as if a huge stone weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on his heart, so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.

He slowly retracted the Burning Heaven and Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand and turned his gaze to the extremely weak and turbid air on the ground.

This ball of turbid air was exactly what Lu Qianqian transformed into.

Huai Yan stared at Lu Qianqian, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly regained his composure.

Said.

"Lu Qianqian... considering that we've known each other for a while, I will personally send you on your reincarnation journey."

When Lu Qianqian, who was lying on the ground, heard this, an indescribable panic suddenly surged in her heart.

She struggled to look at Huai Yan's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and murmured, "Brother...Brother, don't waste your magic power on me. I'm not worthy of you doing this..."

Lu Qianqian is well aware of her current situation. Without Huai Yan's help, she might not even have the chance to reincarnate.

But she didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay and help Huai Yan.

After a moment's silence, she seemed to have made some kind of decision.

He took a deep breath and said.

"Fifth Senior Brother, I heard what Qi Yu said... I want to do something for you... Let me go find that Heavenly Demon God. Perhaps, only in this way can I atone for my sins."

The girl's trembling voice came in a low voice, and between the lines all revealed her gratitude, shame, self-blame and regret, as well as her ardent admiration and deep awe for Huai Yan.

"Yanyan, don't believe her." Jun Xiuyuan held Huaiyan in his arms, his eyes calm and deep, and said in a deep voice. After that, he stretched out his arms and hugged Huaiyan's waist tightly.

The man's actions were too intimate and ambiguous, making Huai Yan feel strange. His breath was hot, gently sprinkled on her ears, bringing a hint of burning.

Huai Yan's complexion was as rosy as a peach, unparalleled in its beauty, and his body trembled slightly. Ever since that incident at Xuanbing Mountain, Jun Xiuyuan's gaze towards him had grown increasingly deep. Especially that night at the Daqi Palace, when Jun Xiuyuan had merged with the spirits of several others, he seemed to have been reborn, becoming powerful and terrifying...

When Huai Yan thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little scared, and his legs gradually became weak.

His waist was tightly gripped by the man's strong hands.

The man's chin rubbed against his hair, making him feel very confused.

Huai Yan's heart beat faster and he tried his best to calm his emotions.

He lowered his head and stared at Lu Qianqian, who was only breathing a trace of life, for a long time before he spoke.

"How can you help me in this state..."

The ball of turbid air had been curled up, but after hearing these words, it expanded instantly. When the girl heard Huai Yan's voice, she became extremely excited.

"Fifth Senior Brother, I can do it, I can do it. Qi Yu will pass on his cultivation to me. I am a Mahayana Immortal, Senior Brother, I will definitely be able to help you..."

"Brother, I want to atone for my sins, for the sins of everyone in Qingyun Peak."

Her voice was filled with unbearable pain.

"There's no need for that... When you figure it out, I'll send you to reincarnation, otherwise you'll become a wandering ghost..." Huai Yan's pupils shrank slightly, his face looked grim, and he turned and left.

"Senior Brother..." Lu Qianqian wanted to follow, but she saw the cold and handsome man who was next to Huai Yan just now, and a monk in white with a strange smile, staring at her. Lu Qianqian couldn't help but shrink her neck and dared not move at all.

Jun Xiuyuan glanced at Lu Qianqian, his eyes fixed on the faint remaining breath like a firefly, with a murderous look between his brows.

"I advise you to take care of yourself and don't get close to Yanyan again, otherwise I won't mind making you lose your soul."

Lu Qianqian felt as if her heart was falling into a bottomless abyss.

She was extremely panicked and quickly retreated in fear: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't disturb you..."

Jun Xiuyuan snorted coldly and caught up with Huai Yan. "Yan'er, wait for me..."

Huai Yan stopped, turned around, and the next moment fell into the man's broad arms.

The man picked up Huai Nian and held her horizontally. Huai Yan screamed subconsciously and put her arms around his neck tightly.

Seeing this, Wu Nian's demon blood began to churn, his demon soul became restless, and even his heart was beating wildly.

Wu Nian was wearing a flawless cassock, his face was thin and kind, and his dark blue eyes were full of melancholy.

He behaved calmly, holding an ancient rosary, and chanted scriptures in a gentle, holy and solemn voice.

With a slender and graceful figure, he quickly caught up with Huai Yan and the other two...

“All things in the world are linked by cause and effect. When cause and effect arise, they come together; when cause and effect cease, they disperse. Everything is empty.

All results come from causes; all retributions come from karma.

If you want to know the cause of your previous life, look at what you experience in this life; if you want to know the result of your next life, look at what you do in this life.

All conditioned phenomena are the result of the combination of causes and conditions. They arise when the conditions arise and cease to exist when the conditions cease. It is nothing more than this.

Good deeds will be rewarded with good, and evil deeds will be punished with evil. It is not that there is no reward, but that the time has not come yet.

The Nirvana Sutra says: Good man, know that good causes produce good results, and evil causes produce evil results, so stay away from evil causes.

Your destiny is created by yourself, your appearance is determined by your heart, everything in the world is a transformation. If your heart does not move, everything will not move. If your heart does not change, everything will not change.

All dharmas arise from causes and conditions, and all dharmas cease from causes and conditions. The Buddha says that all dharmas arising and ceasing from causes and conditions are empty..."

The sound of chanting gradually faded away until it disappeared.

…………

Lu Qianqian stood stiffly on the spot, her remaining breath drifting in the dark night.

"I...what should I do, Brother?"

Not far away, the sound of fighting was heard. Lu Qianqian looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the fifth senior brother and the cold-faced man were both there.

Lu Qianqian stared at the two men who were surrounded and fighting fiercely by countless Zhao soldiers. He was shocked to realize that it was Shen Ci and a strange man in red with a stern face.

"Ghost King Biancheng..." Lu Qianqian recognized the terrifying ghost aura on him at a glance.

Before his death, Qi Yu transmitted all of his skills, the Way of Heaven, and even the Dark Refining, as well as the memories of everyone at Qingyun Peak, to her. She combined the memories of Qi Yu, Yun Ji, and several others at Qingyun Peak, and from them, she discovered some information about the Ghost King's Bian City.

The experience about Biancheng gradually became clear and emerged from the complicated memories.

Lu Qianqian suddenly froze on the spot.

She suddenly found a way to survive in the world and atone for her sins as well as those of everyone in Qingyun Peak.

Imitate Biancheng, practice ghost magic, venture into the Nether Mountain, and always guard that person, even if it is just to gaze at him from afar...

A faint cloud of foul air, like a firefly, trembled and swayed, quietly following Huai Yan and the others, but did not dare to get too close...

The sky is clear.

The world is calm and the moonlight is as silver as silver, spreading across the mortal world.

The only sound left was the fighting not far away, which became more and more intense.

..............

"Kill them for me! Come on!"

Emperor Beili of Zhao State grinned fiercely and waved his hand. A group of black-armored soldiers gathered around from all directions. They were densely packed, about 30,000 in number.

"Catch him!"

His eyes were bloodshot and he roared at Biancheng and Shen Ciwuneng, his eyes full of fear and terror.

"Shh-"

The two sides clashed, but tens of thousands of soldiers were quickly crushed into dust by Biancheng with one stroke of his sleeve.

Emperor Beili screamed in fear and collapsed to the ground.

"Ahhhhh, monster!" Emperor Bei Li looked embarrassed and terrified, and fled frantically.

"Old thing, where do you want to hide? It's time to settle our accounts!" Biancheng shouted coldly, and a ghost blade surrounded by eerie ghost energy appeared in his hand.

The tip of the knife flashed coldly.

His figure flashed and he was already in front of Emperor Beili, blocking his way.

The man stood tall, his face deep, his eyes dark and gleaming. His hair was jet black, and the ghost seal on his palm shone with a cold light.

He was wearing a black robe embroidered with ancient runes, his fingers were slender and powerful, and ghostly blue flames burst out from his fingertips.

"You, who are you? I don't know you! Don't come over here, don't come over here. I am the Emperor of Zhao. I work diligently and love my people. I am dedicated to the people of Zhao. You can't kill me."

Emperor Bei Li was so frightened that his face turned pale and he shrank back desperately.

He always felt that the person in front of him looked very similar.

"What a great Emperor of Zhao! He's diligent in his work and loves his people. He's truly dedicated to the people of Zhao." Biancheng approached coldly, "A hundred years ago, your father murdered the royal family of Chen, slaughtered the people of Chen, and trampled upon the territory of Chen. This hatred is irreconcilable.

His voice was low and hoarse, filled with overwhelming hatred. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, making the listeners tremble in their hearts.

Emperor Beili's eyes widened, his whole body trembling like a sieve, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"No, no, no, it's true that I am the Emperor of Zhao, but I did not destroy your State of Chen. It was my father who destroyed Chen. I am innocent..."

As he said this, a thunderclap went off in his mind!!! He suddenly remembered that the portrait of the crown prince of a small country called Chen, which his great-grandfather had annexed, bore a striking resemblance to the man before him.

"It's you!" Emperor Bei Li shouted in panic, but still did not forget to retreat.

"I remember now, you are the crown prince of the fallen Chen Kingdom!"

It's over. He is innocent at all. The son must pay for his father's debt. He will definitely die today.

The voice just fell.

Bian Cheng, with a cold face, swung a dark ghost blade and slashed towards his throat.

"A son must pay his father's debts. People like you who deliberately provoke wars, invade other countries, and massacre civilians do not deserve to live!"

"Puchi-"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Emperor Bei Li opened his eyes wide, an expression of unwillingness, anger, and resentment frozen on his face. Finally, he slowly fell to the ground, turning into a wisp of ash and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"His Majesty has passed away!"

"Run!"

“Run away!!”

The wails of the eunuchs and maids from all directions were deafening.

After Emperor Beili died, these people immediately fled in all directions, and Biancheng did not attack them. The instigator was already dead, so there was no need for him to kill them all.

As soon as Biancheng returned to Huai Yan and others, he saw Huai Yan being held horizontally in Jun Xiuyuan's arms. The young man's face was flushed, and a blush like pink clouds covered his face, making him look delicate and charming.

Biancheng was involuntarily attracted by the sweet and mellow fragrance on his body, and couldn't help wanting to get closer and closer.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the sky, and the wind was howling.

Huai Yan, Jun Xiuyuan, Bian Cheng, Shen Ci, and Wu Nian all looked solemn, looking up vigilantly!

In the grass not far away.

Lu Qianqian was chewing on a piece of foxtail grass, her eyes wide open in horror, staring at the huge monster in the sky that was getting closer and closer.

She was horrified and extremely frightened. She had no time to spit out the grass in her mouth. She rushed over like an arrow and protected Huai Yan.