My fairy is so sick

Chapter 282: Sleepless Night
Shou Wang Jin Bei was about to be driven crazy by the pursuers behind him.

He is so miserable, why do these people still not let him go?

"Chihuo Shenniu, this is a matter of our human race. You are a monster, and you meddle in such a disregard of the rules, aren't you afraid that I will sue you at Xiao Yu?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of his own way of life, "The monster race can't interfere with the affairs of the human race, unless the alliance specially invites you, Chihuo Shenniu, if you continue to do this..."

"Sue, sue now!"

Chihuo Shenniu snorted coldly, "I'm waiting for you."

Shouwang Jinbei: "..."

This old cow is clearly saying, I won't give you a chance.

This bastard is going to kill him in the endless wasteland!

No, he can't die here.

Otherwise, she has to be as wise as Master to protect herself.

The little spiritual baby on the golden back of Shouwang was running, thinking about it.

There is also human trafficking in the world of cultivating immortals.

A sword came to the east, and the white-haired old Xiu recklessly slashed hundreds of swords.

Meteors and moons descended from the sky with an aura of destruction. They dragged their long tails, and wherever they hit, they seemed to be able to settle down wherever they fell.

Wan Linglong let out a deep breath, "Tomorrow afternoon, at the public notice boards in all the 33 circles, the world will be revealed at the same time."

The picture of Yingyingyu gradually became chaotic, and finally flashed several times in a self-explosion. After the foreign war was over, Wan Linglong watched it silently and switched the picture back to the Demon Intercepting Platform. The two people mentioned are also gray-haired. They are no longer the main force of the attack. They are more of intercepting the meteor moon and absorbing the aura that burst out after the death of the meteor moon.

Red Fire Divine Bull: "..."

Resources can only be bought, let alone sold, that is the basis for the existence of Ling Yunzong.

It wasn't until the junior sister discovered the reason for the shrinking of the spirit veins of the West World, and broke the most terrifying pressure brought by the demon god to the people of the world, that she felt relieved and bold to fully support the West World.

People can't bear it, and want to keep a living force and resistance force for Ling Yunzong when the chaos comes.

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes, "During this battle, he blew himself up while holding this big moon. When he blew himself up, his cultivation had almost fallen to that of the Empress Yuan. On that day, Lu Jifang was with him. , Yu Dayi."

"Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, a photo jade will be placed on the console of the Devil's Cutting Table."

Shouwang Jinbei went all the way back to the place where the battle took place unimpeded, but it was obviously occupied by all kinds of flickering psychic powers. He carefully walked around the road. After a long while, he saw that he was about to succeed, but his heart suddenly felt a little dizzy. .

Despair is contagious.

Each of them is working hard.

After the little girl spread the name of the Earth Escape Talisman to the world, who didn't know that she was lucky in the Chaos Forest first, and then in the Secret Realm of Legend of Immortals?
Among them, the talents on the Earth Escape Talisman and Fire Talisman, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are amazingly talented.

"Xi Shiyuan...,"

This is already the case in the world of Western Legends, if the world of Floating Yuan follows in the footsteps...

Xiao Yu took out the picture jade on June [-]th, "I want to show you all these, and let the world know that the proposal to join the battle temporarily was Gu Chengshu's "Ambush from Ten Daggers" on the front line of Rolling Sword City. A flash of inspiration when killing a beast."

His eyes also gradually gathered water.

She can't fully understand other people, but, if you look closely at Patriarch Wushang's hair, you can see that most of it was originally black, and it has become mostly white.

Xiao Yu, who was waiting for the news in the main hall of the Union Square City, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he saw An Jidao and Wan Linglong rushing over.

"You say!"

Otherwise, it may slowly become the appearance that was particularly annoying when I was young.

But Meteor Moon is easy to kill if it is close, but if you are lucky, you will run away...

Wan Linglong dared to say that the discovery of the spirit-absorbing demon corpse was the salvation of everyone in the 33 worlds.

Both of them are like this, Chen Po and Tuantuan, of course they will not object.

Most of the people went for Gu Chengshu's wealth.

But after becoming the head of the sect, she has a relationship with Ling Yunzong's inheritance.

Moreover, he was majestic, bluntly saying that from now on he would bring Xiaoshou to join them and help them increase their lifespan. Anyone with the slightest brain would not be able to refuse.

There are people who secretly buy it home, control it with the control pill, or directly imprison it in a place just to give birth to blood.

This is not fear of death, but fear of shrinking spiritual veins.

In all the towns and cities of the 33 worlds, even the monks who had been shutting themselves out before were called out by their companions, friends, and family members.

Floating in the air on the Demon Blocking Stage, the seniors who were waiting in full battle stood in their respective positions, using knives, swords, guns, whips... and all kinds of magic weapons.

That was really rewarding.

"I mean……"

There was a murderous intent in Xiao Yu's eyes, "In it, there is only half of it at most."

"There are quite a few people who bought news about Gu Chengshu in the Ruyi Pavilion."

Shouwang Jinbei didn't run very far, and when he was sure they were gone, he turned back carefully, wanting to return to the original right path.

Just when she was having difficulty breathing, streaks of spiritual light rose into the sky, followed by meteors and moons falling disorderly, as if they were driven into the middle.

"The list of those people, I have asked the torture hall to record." He will check one by one, "But Gu Chengshu is still outside, the king of longevity is using his golden back to confuse people, and there are many monks who want to praise him for longevity. Thighs, plus what he said through Rumeng Pavilion, prevent the bloody cases on the first day of July, the fifteenth day of July, and countless bloody cases on the first day and the fifteenth day of the next day from confusing the world. If we want to reverse it, we have to take out them The absolute reason why Gu Chengshu cannot be moved."

She had the honor to participate in a big competition. Afterwards, the old seniors gave each of them a review and taught each move good or bad on the spot.

The big battle on June [-]th is the real big battle.

Wan Linglong's spiritual power flashed in her hand, and she pointed it away.

People's hearts... need guidance, need light, need to be moved...

However, there are more and more meteors and moons. In order to prevent them from falling to the ground, the two seniors also joined the battlefield.

……

"enough!"

"Senior..." Wan Linglong's eyes were slightly red, "Why does the demon god stare at my family Chengshu? Isn't it because of absorbing the demon corpse? Isn't this enough?"

The vortex of spiritual energy took Gu Chengshu away, and the possibility of the stinky girl's survival is already slim, he...

No matter man or woman.

You Wu: "..."

Xiao Yu said in a low voice, "It will follow and record our gains and losses, record the trajectory of meteors and moons falling, and record the process of our teammates exhausting everything and finally falling. Such a tragedy... There are almost 21 pieces.

When a gust of wind came, when the thin clouds covering the moonlight dispersed, his eyes and consciousness saw Feng Lan and Qiao Yan holding swords tens of feet away at the same time.

The photo jade flashed slightly, and the image of meteors and moons flashing across the sky appeared in the temple.

It's been a sleepless night.

Her junior sister is smarter and more capable than she thought, "The picture jade in front can be copied multiple times, so let's release it now. The picture jade on June [-]th..."

Wan Linglong's eyes widened suddenly, and a meteor moon fell to the ground. The quiet and tense town was shaken for a while, screaming in panic, and the people running around, but they hadn't escaped a hundred steps from their homes. Just stood up.

In the 33 realms, there are countless masters who think like Master.

Xiao Yudao: "One said that the body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand, which should be wiped diligently at all times, so as not to cause dust. Another said, there is no bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can dust be generated. This Of the two, in the eyes of an enlightened person in life, the latter is the real Buddha enlightenment, but in my opinion, the former is more important."

Seeing countless meteors and moons falling like rain, my heart... was stuck in one place from the very beginning.

Wan Linglong also saw Patriarch Wushang and Senior Tu Hu.

At this moment, the sky in Endless Desolate Garden was getting darker. The great battle on June [-]th made many beasts shrink their heads, and no one, let alone a beast, paid attention to a small spiritual baby.

He sighed, "In this world, how many truly superior people are there? Most of them are mediocre, mediocre people who follow the crowd. Everyone's heart - should be wiped diligently, otherwise, it will be destroyed. It will be polluted by dust and dirt, blocking the nature of light."

After a while, Wan Linglong recovered from the shock, "I agree!"

Her heart couldn't help but clenched into a ball.

It is impossible to act separately.

There was an accident in the western world, and it was false to say that there was no foreign aid at all.

Everyone only glanced at the direction in which Shou Wang Jinbei was escaping, and then chased after the predetermined direction.

The world of Western Legends has not completely fallen, and the three major sects including the Temple of War God have made great contributions, but how poor are the three major sects?
Even the elders of the sect and the head of the sect used the spirit stones that were replaced by the grand formation of the sect, which were almost becoming waste stones.

However, no matter how hard the Federation works, no matter how hard the elders work, they can't force everyone to move out as much of their own spirit stones and send them to the Western World.

Xiao Yu nodded affirmatively, "All the monks who know the real situation in the Xichuan world, as long as they have the slightest brain, should know how much credit Cheng Shu has made. But people in the world, when they recite the Buddha and the devil, the heart..., Think more about yourself and less about others.

Although he has fought vigorously for a period of time, but if there is demand, there will be business.

Leader Xiao is actually very sad for those people.

Although he couldn't use her body to deal with business, but Guixiu only needed to inquire about it, and he would be able to find out that he took Gu Chengshu.

Thinking of this, Shouwang Jinbei finally regained his confidence, and when he saw the opportunity to protect his body with a spiritual shield, he changed direction abruptly.

"No courtesy, no courtesy, did you bring it?"

"This is Junior Sister Gu's Soul Lamp."

Wan Linglong: "..."

"These big battles are incomparable with June [-]th, which will soon become the day before yesterday."

"Buddhism has a debate about the mirror platform-the heart."

Every year in the western world, there are at least ten cunning cultivation repetitions, and they finally fall under the hands of the so-called spirit masters, or in other words, they die with their spirit masters.

How much benefit would such a person gain by taking her down and trapping her?

How many disciples have exhausted their vigor and strength in the various tug-of-wars of defending the city before they grow up, and have become white-haired ghosts who are about to descend into the world?

He is like this, in fact, everyone who guards there is like this.

Those people... are not good things, but does everyone really deserve to die?

In this world, dying is easy, but living... is very difficult.

Once the spiritual vein shrinks, no matter how strong the sect's foundation is, it will not be able to last for many years without foreign aid.

The huge palm covered the entire town, from the white-haired old man down to the child still in the mother's arms, all of them were turned into flesh at that moment, and the blood flowed out. They merged into a river of blood. into the mouth of that big moon.

By the way, where is Senior Xi?

As long as the talent is good and the spiritual root is good, all families, even some casual cultivators are particularly fond of people.

With the light of the stars and the moon, she saw that the big moon smiled contemptuously at those fleeing people, and then slapped it out.

You can't be sorry to the ancestors of Zu Zongtang, and you can't be sorry to the current and future disciples of Lingyunzong.

It's just that they, as the strongest in this world, can't back down, they can only fight to the death, fight to the death!
They are so, what about the monks below?
Why are there so many cunning cultivators in the Western World?
It's not because there is no hope, but you want to live.

"..."

In the past, he didn't dare to tell the world the cruel truth of the Western World, because even he, the leader who insisted on resisting, was gradually becoming desperate.

From people—to all cultivation resources, they are all searched and searched.

32 years ago, his hair was only gray, and it is said that he still has 500 years of life.

When she was the head disciple, she could rebel against the master, saying that the master didn't have the spirit to forge ahead, and he was stocking up on Guixiu and Yuegui...

Xiao Yu finally breathed a long sigh of relief, "Linglong, I'm looking for you this time, besides I want to know if Cheng Shu is safe, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

Gu Chengshu is of course more important than grabbing the longevity king's golden back.

"...That's good!"

She clicked on the last picture jade.

Ninety-nine percent of the Huashen Xingjun, who was no longer born in the world of cultivating immortals, did not fail to retreat, but... fell in the Devil's Cutting Platform. "

Isn't the credit for discovering the spirit-absorbing corpse an absolute reason?
Wan Linglong was worried that the Floating Yuan Realm would follow in the footsteps of the West Chuan Realm.

At least the Federation has been trying.

He desperately and numbly guarded on the Demon Blocking Platform, waiting for one day, and couldn't hold on any longer, and fell there.

Wan Linglong recognized Lao Xiu, who was the famous senior Xi Shiyuan who had presided over several competitions among the 33 circles of alchemy monks.

Xiao Yu took out a photo jade, "Publish this first."

Wan Linglong took out the soul lamp protected by the crystal cover from her wide sleeves, "There is no abnormality for the time being."

Wan Linglong never dared to think about the consequences.

The elders of all parties have also been working hard.

If there is no nine-square mechanism array proposed by Gu Chengshu and Mao Qiaolin, even if the Jiemotai is supplemented by immortal stones, and everyone doesn't need to waste time collecting the aura blasted by Yuegui, he will die of exhaustion there.

The faces of the two of them are only anxious, so Gu Chengshu will be fine for the time being!
"Wan Linglong pays homage to Leader Xiao!"

How many of their monks were wasted like that when they were able to advance?

None of us are saints. Sometimes, even I have uncontrollable and ulterior thoughts. "

Everyone stood in front of the public notice boards, watching the tragic picture on the picture jade, motionless.

On the public notice board, the predecessors who have long since fallen, but have never been known to the world, are recorded one by one from their names to their lives to their fall.

That night, countless monks stained their clothes with tears.

That was the cruelty they never knew, the protection they never knew. Many people couldn't wait for the public sacrifice time announced by the alliance, so they paid homage first.

(End of this chapter)