Eternal Tranquility

Yujiu's pair of yin-yang eyes suddenly appeared in the sky, scanning with interest the people running in vain below. People kept dying miserably under the cracks in the space, wailing in the rising blood flames.

The blood rain became more and more majestic, ravaging the already fragmented world. The Mahayana monks were still looking for the formation eyes, and they also discovered the black and white pupils in the sky, and a roar was like thunder.

"鸸鸸!"

Cold laughter floated down from high in the sky. Across the formation, Yujiu laughed extremely wantonly: "Isn't this Brother Zhuxiao? Why are you here? Ah, do you also want to capture me in exchange for immortal treasures?"

The speaker was a Mahayana monk from Jiuyou. He had not appeared under Heweng's mountain and river umbrella before. At this time, he finally couldn't bear it and jumped out. He pointed at the sky and cursed: "鸸鸟, do you want to die?" , How dare you trap so many of us in the formation, open the formation quickly, or you will die when I get out! "

"Hmph!" Yujiu was completely unmoved and sneered: "In that case, you should continue to stay in the formation. It is not certain who will die first!"

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the man's yelling and cursing, and looked at the person standing on the other side, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce!

"Liu, Qing, Huan!"

Amid the downpour of blood, Liu Qinghuan raised his head: "Yujiu, you won't only have these eyes left, right?"

His tone was calm and flat, and full of doubts, as if he was asking a question sincerely, but it aroused Yujiu's anger. He obviously remembered the revenge of the year, and a vague figure appeared in the sky.

"That really disappoints you! Not only did I not die, I also rebuilt the Dharmakaya. And today we will settle all the grudges for destroying the body!"

"That's not right." The Book of Cause and Effect appeared in Liu Qinghuan's hand, and he said calmly: "The body you have now should not be yours. His original name was Fang Rongzu."

"How did you...!" Yujiu uttered in surprise and stopped midway, but the secret was exposed. He couldn't help but yelled in extreme annoyance: "What are you holding in your hand!"

Liu Qinghuan raised the thin book in his hand and said in surprise: "You don't recognize it?"

"Should I know you?"

Liu Qinghuan understood instantly. It seemed that Yujiu didn't know that a trace of his remnant soul had been destroyed in his hands.

Back then, when Yujiu was destroyed by the Jinglian Tribulation Spiritual Fire, he probably found a way to split his own Yang Shen and escape, and one of the rays attached itself to a mortal and fell into a deep sleep, then followed him to the underworld and was destroyed by him.

He looked at the thin book in his hand again. The power of the Pure Lotus Tribulation Spirit Fire was extremely terrifying. These remnant souls might not have much left after they escaped. But now there is no name "Wei Wei" in the cause and effect book, which means that the remaining souls are The remaining souls were most likely destroyed at the same time when he killed them with his pen, but he didn't know how Yujiu came back again in the name of "Fang Rongzu".

In the blink of an eye, Liu Qinghuan put away the book of cause and effect and said: "Yujiu, the hatred between you and me does not involve others. Now that I am here, shouldn't you let him go?"

"Don't even think about it!" Yujiu didn't wait for the previous answer, and his face became more and more gloomy: "If you don't tell me what you have in your hand, then bring it!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a cracking sound from the air, and a long blood trail slashed down like thunder and lightning, tearing the entire sky in half!

Liu Qinghuan's heart tightened, and she grabbed the void with her right hand. A silver-black spear suddenly appeared, and all the weird inscriptions on the gun's body floated. The rain of blood paused for a moment, and countless blood beads just hung in the air. And the next moment, the blood rain poured towards the Immortal Killing Spear as if it was being attracted!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but was shocked when he saw that the gun body was quickly stained with blood, and each of the inscriptions turned bright red as if it had been filled with blood. A more terrifying aura than the original evil spirit burst out.

"wrong!"

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan secretly screamed, but the violent feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger like wildly growing weeds. His eyes immediately turned red. When he saw the blood stain falling down, he had no time to think about it. Throw it hard without hesitation!

"Boom!" The violent energy boiled, carrying the bloody wind, forming an increasingly thick wind roll, rising into the sky like a ferocious dragon, invincible along the way, crushing all the blood stains lying in the air.

The violent and terrifying aura of killing immortals and gods made Yujiu, who was anxious for revenge, feel a rare clarity in his eyes, and even felt frightened. As soon as he realized that he had actually withdrawn, he became angry. It swept over my heart again.

"Ah, Liu Qinghuan, I will kill you!"

On the only half of the mountain peak left, Yujiu looked like a madman, with a black tide of light rushing out from his body. The disciples who were busy carving something on the ground changed their faces in shock, turned around and ran away.

At the same time, there was another thunderous explosion in the formation, and the big pits exploded one after another. The blood in the pits was like a big wave, but it gradually lost its power.

But it was Yun Zheng and others who finally found the formation's eye. While Yujiu's attention was on Liu Qinghuan, several Mahayana men took action together, and the Hetu blood-killing formation was finally broken.

However, there were not many monks left alive. After experiencing this series of changes, they no longer cared about any immortal treasures, and they did not dare to stay and watch the excitement. When the formation broke, they fled quickly, just wanting to leave as soon as possible. This is the wrong place.

"鸸鸸, get out!"

The previous Jiuyou Mahayana named Zhuxiao roared loudly as soon as he came out of the formation, but saw a black light shooting down from the top of the mountain opposite.

Zhuxiao was displeased and touched an ancient ring on the thumb of his right hand. He heard a scream and a corpse puppet jumped out.

It was a Corpse Emperor, wearing a purple and gold armor that was very majestic. The bronze face was no different from that of an ordinary person. Two dark eyes shot out a frightening light. However, as soon as it raised the heavy armor shield in its hand, the black light was drowned. it.

"Huh~" It was as if someone took a breath, and the imposing Corpse Emperor disappeared completely into the black light as if he had never appeared before, leaving not even a fingernail behind.

He Weng and the others who had not left were all startled and looked shocked, but the Jiuyou Mahayana had arrived very far away in the blink of an eye, leaving only one sentence: "I will wait for you, Yujiu, and we will come back later..." …”

When everyone looked at his retreating back, and then looked at the figure of the mandarin duck emerging from a black light on the top of the mountain, their expressions became much more complicated.

"You're running too fast!" Yujiu sneered condescendingly and looked at the others: "As for you, you have to leave quickly. The ugly words are ahead. If you don't leave now, don't leave next time!"

Master Huanglong frowned and was about to speak when he heard Yujiu say again: "By the way, I heard that Old Man Tianxun has counted the end of this war season very recently. Phoenix, Longyang and others have arrived at Mingshan Mountain. Go up and wait, why didn't you go?"

"What!" As soon as these words came out, several Mahayana people exclaimed: "The war season is about to end?"

"Didn't you say there are still several decades?"

"The end date of the war season is inherently uncertain. It has come and gone over decades and hundreds of years. If Old Man Tian Xun really planned it, then it is most likely true!"

"No, I have to rush to Mingshan Mountain immediately. I can't miss the great fortune at the end of the war season!"

"Those old guys are so unreasonable. They concealed this news. They must have wanted to get more of the pie if one person is missing."

Several Mahayana turned around and left. Only Master Huang Long glanced apologetically and followed.

Yun Zheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, but on the top of the mountain, Yujiu said a few words and let the person go, letting out a very proud laugh.

Only Liu Qinghuan seemed not to be affected at all by what everyone said just now. He looked up at the row of people tied to wooden stakes standing behind Yujiu. The stern color in his eyes that had not faded due to the use of the Immortal Killing Spear was also slightly reduced. a bit.

"Yinyin..."

He murmured, but the woman with messy long hair in the middle seemed to hear the murmur, raised her head, and her eyes were full of joy and nostalgia after seeing him.

Nostalgic?

Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt uneasy in her heart, and the next moment she saw Mu Yinyin's expression became determined, and her body suddenly turned into a brilliant red flame and rushed towards Yujiu, who had his back turned to her!