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"Master!"

It was that lung-cracking hissing sound again. What pierced the eardrums was not only the roar of people, but also the earth-shattering sound, the roar of monsters, and the sound of various weapons colliding and fire spreading.

Jiang Ziming suddenly opened his eyes in the chaos, monsters were rampant everywhere, the flames of war started, and blood was everywhere, and the disciples fought bloody battles.

"Master, don't!"

The familiar voice attracted Jiang Ziming's attention. In the fire, he saw Fang Muchen, who was besieged by demons in prison, with his long sword against the ravages of demons, and looked up.

There is a huge gap in the air, and monsters are constantly gushing out of the gap. The woman fights against the fleeing monsters in the air with her own strength. She is soaked in blood and can no longer hold on. However, everyone below is struggling to resist the monsters, and there is no one to help her.

Yaoqing gritted her teeth and shouted: "Sacred weapon!"

There was chaos underneath, and no one responded to her.

Thunder rolled in the enchantment, lightning blinked and reached the gap, Yaoqing was hit and almost fell, but in a moment of gap, a huge monster came out of the enchantment, and ran away directly after landing, the gap was still There are monsters crowding.

Yao Qing immediately came back to her senses, quickly cast a spell to control it, and looked down at the fleeing monster, it was huge, and countless little monsters and monks were killed on the spot when she stepped on it, she cursed and shouted: "Immortal Master."

The voice spread everywhere, and after a while, a booming sound came from the direction where the monster was fleeing in the distance.

Yaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and when she heard Fang Muchen's voice, her eyes fell on him.

The two looked at each other across the air, with endless ripples in their eyes.

Fang Muchen seemed to feel something, gritted his teeth and killed the monster in front of him, Yu Jian stepped forward, seeing Yaoqing's blood-stained face, she pulled the corners of her mouth, showing a smile, but tears were in her eyes.

"do not want!"

The sound spread throughout the Dry Moon Valley, but Yaoqing did not hesitate, and cast a spell to pull out the primordial spirit, and sacrificed herself to the dry moon valley formation.

"what!"

The primordial spirit peeled off her body, Yao Qing struggled in pain, the primordial spirit rushed towards the barrier, the power that shook the world burst out, the spiritual power surged, and everyone was shaken from the ground. The sound is harsh.

Fang Muchen was knocked back to the ground, and if he didn't step forward, he would be forced back to the ground by Yao Qing's strength. He couldn't move an inch, but he still struggled desperately to move forward, watching helplessly as Yao Qing sealed the formation with the primordial spirit, and the demon was sucked back into the barrier .

"Master!"

After a while, the gap in the barrier gradually healed, and the chaotic formation calmed down. Layers intertwined and sealed the barrier, Yao Qing's primordial spirit was destroyed, and his body fell slowly.

Demons are born, and the world is in chaos. People who learn the Tao should put the common people first.

This is what Yaoqing said to him when he accepted him as a disciple, but if possible, he would rather suffer for the common people than lose his master.

He caught Yaoqing's master, and lay softly in his arms, his eyes closed tightly, as if he had fallen asleep, but no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, he couldn't hear anything, as if he was deaf, and suddenly there was a deafening tearing sound, and someone screamed: "Run!"

The scorching fire rushed towards his face, he hugged Yaoqing and backed away, the fire reached him in the blink of an eye, and a sword came out of thin air to block the fire for him.

Right now, the crack in Yaoqing's Yuanshen seal was squeezed open again, the formation flickered, and unquenchable karmic fire gushed out of the barrier, and it was about to burn the Dry Moon Valley and spread out of Jichuan.

"Let's go!" Immortal An Huan said, looking sideways, and then the sword in his hand cut through the fire of karma, flew into the air, fed the sword with blood, gathered all the spiritual power in Dry Moon Valley, and poured it all into the formation.

The people on the ground fled in a hurry, and no one dared to stop, not even to look up at the immortal.

An Huan tried his best to seal a gap, and the formation was restored to its original state. He was dying to see the fire of karma on the ground that was not extinguished, and the people were devastated.

He frowned tightly, as if he had made some decision, he pulled out his soul like Yao Qing, and extinguished the karmic fire on the ground with the power of his soul, and the damaged soul returned to his body, and he fell suddenly, without breath.

The seal of Dry Moon Valley has been completed, and the demons have been eliminated, but the strong demonic aura has not yet dissipated. The scarred disciples complained, and those who were still able to act took care of each other.

Holding Yaoqing in his arms, Fang Muchen broke down emotionally and burst into tears.

"Fairy Yaoqing!"

A young man walked up to Fang Muchen, knelt down and cast a spell to detect Yaoqing's breath, and confirmed that she looked relieved after she was out of her wits.

Fang Muchen looked up at the person in front of him, his eyes were bloodthirsty and murderous, "The artifact..."

The young man in front of him was the young City Lord Ci, and he pretended to be guilty and said, "I was blocked by a demon on my way."

But before there were no monsters in his body, he didn't even have blood. If there were monsters blocking him, how could he be unscathed.

"Fairy Yaoqing!"

City Lord Ci suddenly exclaimed, Fang Muchen saw the person in his arms move, and before he had time to be happy, he saw the devilish energy on her body, and there seemed to be no magic seal between her brows.

The city lord Ci screamed again and again: "Duoshe! It is Duoshe! There is a demon who seized the house Yaoqing Fairy!"

The scattered monks all gathered, and the mighty looked nervous.

Fang Muchen was terrified, it was impossible!He has been protecting the master just now, and it is impossible for demons to invade.

He glared fiercely at City Lord Ci, looked at the people with strange eyes, and shouted angrily, "Impossible!"

"Quick! Burn yourself!"

Tianquan pushed aside the crowd, saw the demonic energy permeating the air, and shouted loudly, everyone was startled, and then their expressions became strange.

Hearing this, Fang Muchen couldn't believe it, he looked at this group of people dumbly, and hugged Yaoqing's body tightly, "No!"

He has been scarred from resisting demons, and now they are easily controlled by them. He cast a spell to imprison his actions, and he couldn't break free with all his efforts. He watched them put Yaoqing's body on the ground, and they cast spells together corpse.

Yao Qing's face was gradually blurred after the fire, and Fang Muchen was dazzled by crying, no matter how much she begged them, they didn't stop. They not only wanted Yao Qing to die, but they didn't even leave her body.

"Master!"

Fang Muchen roared, his heart and lungs were cramping, and he vomited blood wildly. In order to break free from the shackles, his blood vessels swelled, and he forced himself into the Nascent Soul Realm, forcing himself to die.

Yaoqing's body was completely burnt, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and dispersed one after another. When the wind blew, the ashes fluttered, and some surviving clothes fell to Fang Muchen's side, as if reluctant to give up.

Jiang Ziming was standing in front of him, he had witnessed everything, and he also knew why Fang Muchen was so paranoid, and the hatred in his heart could not be erased by the death of those living powerhouses.

Fang Muchen, who was sleeping on the ground, had white hair for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes became dark, and he couldn't grasp the corner of his clothes even when he raised his hand. He stood up and came to Jiang Ziming, and asked in a cold voice: "So, do you still want to save me?" Are they?"

His eyes were bloodshot, no matter how many times he saw it again, his heart would be pierced like a knife.

Jiang Ziming said truthfully: "They deserve to die."

"Yes!" Fang Muchen laughed loudly, looking down at the blood on his hand, with a strange look on his face, Jiang Ziming's head hurt, his eyes went dark, he went out of the illusion and returned to the real Dry Moon Valley, the immortal master fell to the ground, They were covered in blood, and Fang Muchen was absorbing their strength.

Sun Xiuyuan passed out, Han Qingyue was restrained and could not be stopped, and Sun Yun was also being absorbed by spiritual power, forming a formation to resist.

Jiang Ziming loves him very much and sympathizes with him, but he still has his own judgment on kindness. He will not save the damned, but he will save the undeserved. The artifact tore open the gap.

"Even if they deserve to die, what's wrong with those people outside!"

"Do you think you are An Huan?" Fang Muchen is completely insane and won't listen to any advice. He has worked hard for 30 years, and he can have a little compassion in the past, but he can't have a little kindness in this Dry Moon Valley. Anyone who prevents him from resurrecting his master deserves to die.

Jiang Ziming was evenly matched with him, but he had a magical weapon to help him, so it was difficult to resist, and he was forced to retreat, and he was about to be unable to stop.

"enough!"

Han Qingyue broke free from the shackles and broke into the two spells with the help of the soul-gathering lamp. Half of the power was integrated into the soul-raising lamp, and the remaining half hit her body.

Everyone was startled, they didn't expect her to appear suddenly.

"Ayue!"

"Miss Han!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Feng Xizi and Yu Junyan rushed to catch Han Qingyue who was holding on to death.

"You...you..." Han Qingyue looked at the two of them, her mouth was full of blood, her internal organs were shattered, her tendons were broken, and she could no longer survive.

Feng Xizi took her hand and cried bitterly, "Ah Yue, I know everything."

They used to be close friends, she thought it was because of the devil boy that they gradually drifted away, but now she realized that it was her who had always gone away, Han Qingyue never left her, she entered the game not only for the sake of the world, but also for her.

It turned out that she had been invaded by fleeing demons from Dry Moon Valley since she was a child. When she was insane, she met Fengxi Sanren who rescued her and sealed her demon heart. When all the demons in Dry Moon Valley came out, she was no longer Feng Xizi is a monster.

Han Qingyue found out about tracking down the devil boy, and drifted away from her in order not to let her know.

She never changed.

Feng Xizi cried so hard, she never knew this, there was never a fairy teacher in the fairy city, this was just a lie she spread for her, just to let her have hope in her heart.

"Ah Yue."

Han Qingyue wanted to raise her hand to wipe away her tears, but she felt powerless all over her body, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. She deserves to be alive in this world. a chess piece.

Halfway through the collapse, she was the one to blame, and she had no regrets.

I just thought about dying on the road of seeking Tao, and I also imagined that I could drink with my old friends under the moon.

An executioner like her shouldn't ask for too much. It is God's kindness to her to see her best friend before she dies.

"Xizi."

She opened her mouth and finally called her name again. Looking at the huge gap in the sky and the biting demon in the barrier, she slowly closed her eyes with indescribable meaning.

"Ayue!"

"Miss Han!"

Feng Xizi hugged her collapsed, crying out of breath, Yu Junyan also closed his eyes in grief.

"Madman!" Fang Muchen yelled angrily, his whole body became manic, and he cast a spell to activate the artifact.

Jiang Ziming and Sun Yun stepped forward to block the spell, "Go!"

Yu Junyan calmed down and went to lift Sun Xiuyuan up. Feng Xizi picked up Han Qingyue. She was as light as a piece of paper and had suffered too much.

After everyone had left, Jiang Ziming and Sun Yun felt relieved and fought against Fang Muchen with all their strength.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

Sun Yun's head seemed to be hit hard, and he suddenly fell to the ground in a daze, and then his whole body felt like being pricked by needles. The pain and itching were so intense that life was worse than death.

"Sun Yun!"

Jiang Ziming was furious, "What did you do to him!"

Fang Muchen sneered: "The Lord of the Soul Cultivation Lamp, you should sacrifice your soul."

The soul-raising lamp sacrifice master?

Jiang Ziming woke up like a dream, and it was Sun Yun who saved him with the soul-raising lamp, so when the demons in Cibai City were cleaned up, he would have demonic energy in his body, and he was to save himself.

Fang Muchen stared at them aloofly, like gods and demons playing with ants, with a cold look on his face, and the corner of his mouth sneered, "Jiang Ziming, don't you love him? Do you want to watch him die?"

Sun Yun propped himself up on the ground, his eyes were red, the magic seal loomed between his eyebrows, and the demon mark gradually appeared on his neck. His fingers sank into the bloody ground, and he gritted his teeth and endured, "Don't listen to him!"

"what!"

The devilish energy collided with the demonic energy, and he suffered unspeakably, while the dog hugged his body desperately to resist.