Mortal Bones

Seeing this, the ghost servant Madam Lu's face immediately turned cold and she shouted:

"Mr. Xunqi, your knife is still a little slow!"

The nearby Xunqi from the Ningcan Cave snorted coldly and said:

"It's enough to be faster than your sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "swoosh" sound. After resisting the backlash of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Xunqi from the Ningcan Cave chopped the Luxian Sword with another knife.

"Bang!..."

With the deafening collision sound with the sound of metal and stone.

The cracks on the Luxian Sword suddenly spread all over the sword body with a "click".

Just like the tiny cracks on the sword body, Dongfang Yuecan's soul also had dozens or hundreds of invisible tiny cracks after this knife.

Different from the pain of the flesh.

The pain of the soul will not stop and end before it is repaired.

It felt like you were alone, plunged into the pitch-black night, no matter how fast you ran, you couldn't reach the end.

For a moment, under this endless pain.

Dongfang Yuejian finally couldn't help screaming.

After hearing this scream, the ghost servant Madam Lu immediately looked happy, and once again bewitched Dongfang Yuejian:

"Little girl, if you don't let go, when Mr. Xunqi's next knife falls, the pain in your soul will be ten times or a hundred times worse than it is now!"

Ordinary cultivators would have collapsed at this time.

But Dongfang Yuejian didn't know how to let go because of the pain, or she really endured the pain that was enough to make ordinary people collapse. In short, she didn't let go under the bewitching of the ghost servant Madam Lu.

She was seen kneeling on the ground, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in one hand and the black flagpole in the other, and using her head to stick to the ground to prevent her body from falling completely because of the pain.

At the same time, she continued to mutter:

"Don't let go, don't let go, don't let go... Dongfang Yuejian, you are not allowed to... let go, I will look down on you... I will definitely look down on you..."

Many monks who were watching the battle in front of the spirit mirror were very reluctant after seeing this scene and hearing Dongfang Yuejian's voice.

Some people shouted in the spirit mirror to accuse Ning Candong of being cruel.

Some people scolded Xu Taiping for being ungrateful, selfish, and only thinking about his own practice, regardless of the life and death of his companions.

After seeing this scene, the ghost servant Madam Lu snorted in anger and said: "Wait until the self-sacrifice curse is removed, I wonder how long you can hold on!"

As she said that, she saw her fully urging the true energy in her body, and then raised her hand to control the six ice soul flying swords that had re-condensed above her head, and slashed towards Dongfang Yuejian in front of her.

"Boom!..."

Amid the deafening sound of the explosion, as the ghost servant Madam Lu slashed down with six swords, the golden light of human protection transformed by the self-sacrificing power of Master Xuanzhi was suddenly torn in half by the six flying swords.

"Bang!"

Similarly, at this moment, Master Xuanzhi's body was also torn in half.

But even so, he still held the flagpole tightly with one hand and kept chanting scriptures with his other hand.

Dongfang Yuejian, after hearing the sound of flesh bursting, immediately endured the severe pain in his soul and looked up in the direction of Xuanzhi.

After seeing the horrible body of Master Xuanzhi, he immediately said with a guilty face:

"Master Xuanzhi, I'm sorry..."

Dongfang Yuejian, who did not waver when his soul was severely damaged, began to waver a little after seeing the broken body of Master Xuanzhi.

Master Xuanzhi seemed to sense Dongfang Yuejian's state of mind at the moment. He looked at her from a distance and said weakly:

"Miss Dongfang, I am willing to protect you, just as you are willing to protect Brother Taiping."

As he said this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he continued:

"The most difficult thing in this world is just the word 'I wish'."

"Today, even if you and I die, we must die as we wish."

When Xuanzhi said this, the golden Buddha light around him suddenly swept around like waves.

From a distance, he actually had a trace of Buddha's charm on his body at this moment.

Dongfang Yuejian, who was originally full of guilt and extremely painful in her soul, forgot the pain for a short time after hearing this.

She slowly sat up and began to hold her breath and concentrate like Master Xuanzhi opposite her.

"Bang!..."

At this time, I saw Mr. Xunqi from the fierce cave, and another sword fell on the flying sword of the Zhuxian Sword.

A cloud of blood mist exploded on Dongfang Yuejian's body with a "bang".

But even though her face was distorted with pain, she began to close her eyes and endured it.

Then, the angry ghost servant Madam Lu once again attacked Dongfang Yuejian's body-protecting golden light.

For a moment, Master Xuanzhi's body and Dongfang Yuejian's soul were once again severely injured.

Dongfang Yuejian once again murmured in pain.

But just like before, even though she was in pain like a child and began to call for her mother, she never loosened her hands.

Master Xuanzhi at the south gate fell directly into a pool of blood.

But like Dongfang Yuejian, his hands were still tightly holding the flagpole. Although the chanting in his mouth was as light as a mosquito's voice, there was still no sign of stopping.

At this moment, everyone in the Yipin Pavilion Teahouse and the monks watching the battle in front of the spirit mirror were all moved.

One monk even shouted in confusion in the spirit mirror:

"What kind of drug did Xu Taiping give them to make them so devoted and willing to protect him?"

After hearing this call, Shi Hu Tianjun in Yipin Pavilion suddenly had a picture in his mind that he had personally experienced on the battlefield of the demons.

In that picture, a burly warrior in armor, holding a sword, led hundreds of sword cultivators to charge towards the Jiuyuan Demon Army, which had a total of more than 100,000 people.

He remembered that he had asked his comrades beside him the same question at that time, why those hundreds of sword cultivators followed the warrior to die without blinking an eyelid.

At that time, his comrade could not answer.

It was not until he had fought on the battlefield of the demons for nearly a hundred years that he finally understood that there was such a person in the world who could make people follow him unconditionally and live and die together.

For example, his elder brother, Xiahou Zhong, who died on the eve of the end of the war.

Because of this, Shihu Tianjun understood Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yuejian better than anyone else, and also knew better than anyone else how important Qingxuan Sect Xu Taiping was to the next battle between the gods and demons.

"Boom boom..."

At this moment, accompanied by another earth-shaking sound coming from the shadow of the Moon Shadow Stone, a cultivator in the teahouse exclaimed:

"The Eye of Heavenly Tribulation has opened its eyes!"

Everyone looked over and saw that the Eye of Heavenly Tribulation, which was originally "half-open", suddenly opened completely after this earth-shaking sound.

Xiahou You immediately said with a tight heart:

"The third Heavenly Tribulation is coming!"

...

The roof of the Jiaye Palace.

When Xu Taiping, who had been listening quietly to the movement below, saw the Eye of Heavenly Tribulation open its eyes, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He held the school-level Leiyin Banner and thrust it hard into the roof of the Kasyapa Hall, then raised his head and roared:

"Open the formation!"

"Kill the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Leiyin Banner suddenly spread out, and Xu Taiping's anger suddenly turned into a fighting spirit like a thousand troops charging into the formation, sweeping across the world.