Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Hmm? It must be an auditory hallucination! Fellow Daoist Zhang didn't even make the Dao Ranking, how could he appear in the Dao Secret Realm?"

"I never thought that I, the 19th generation Confucian Saint, would die in this godforsaken place, and I didn't even have the chance to see Xing'er again."

"But it's better this way, I'll leave this damn place as soon as possible."

Fang Tiancheng shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake.

Fang Tiancheng has been so unlucky recently. He hasn't had a good day since he came to the Dao Secret Realm. He has been trying to survive every day and has never rested for a moment.

Because if he takes a little rest in this damn place, he will probably die without a burial place.

Jiang Chen heard his voice echoing in the Dao Killing Formation, and the scene of his first meeting with Chen Xiaokui sounded. He realized that the people trapped in it might think they were hallucinating, or they were dead.

"If you hear my voice, please reply. I really came to take you out. You are not hallucinating."

Zhang Yi said tentatively, and he could only pray that the other party had not lost consciousness and could reply, otherwise it would take a long time to find someone.

Hearing this, Fang Tiancheng's eyes lit up, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, and the Confucian Sage Pen in his hand was waved more vigorously, "Is it really Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I, Fang Tiancheng, am here!"

Fang Tiancheng shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Fang Tiancheng was still conscious, and he immediately avoided the bloody light and rushed towards Fang Tiancheng.

When the two met, Fang Tiancheng had a few tiny wounds on his body, and the blood on his body had coagulated. The whole person was in a mess, but his eyes were still as bright as ever.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, is it really you? Why are you here?"

Fang Tiancheng saw the familiar figure in front of him, felt very cordial, and asked excitedly.

"Let's not talk about other things first, let's find a way to get out first. Have you found anything in such a long time here?"

Zhang Yi also wanted to solve the problem of the Great Dao Killing Array within an incense stick, so that it would be the safest.

"Discovered? I've been busy escaping these days, how could I have discovered anything? I didn't dare to stop for a moment."

Fang Tiancheng didn't stop moving when he answered, constantly waving the Confucian Sage Pen to compete with the bloody light.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but frowned, this situation was much more serious than he imagined.

"Last time, Jiuwei was trapped in the Great Dao Array, this time Fang Tiancheng is in the Great Dao Killing Array, killing is the main thing, and there is murderous intent everywhere..."

Zhang Yi quickly calmed down and analyzed everything about the Great Dao Killing Array.

"Daoyou Zhang, if you have a way to get out, go out first, remember to bring a message to Xing'er."

"Tell her that I love her forever, and it is my great honor to be able to marry her in this life."

For Fang Tiancheng, being able to see his old friend again before he died was already very satisfying, and he didn't want Zhang Yi to be implicated by him.

"What nonsense! If you want to leave, let's go together!"

Zhang Yi glared at Fang Tiancheng and scolded him unhappily.

"Can you still hold on now?"

Zhang Yi suddenly found that although the blood-colored streams were fast, they were not without any rules.

"It's OK, what's the matter?"

Fang Tiancheng asked puzzledly.

"Carry all the blood-colored streams, I'll find a way to break the formation."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Yi turned into a thunder and swung his sword towards the edge of the Great Dao Killing Formation, but what greeted him was an even more terrifying killing intent.

A huge blood-colored killing intent enveloped Zhang Yi, as if to crush him into pieces. Fortunately, he had a strong physique and was protected by the Supreme Dharma Robe, so he was safe.

"Sure enough, a strong attack still doesn't work. If we use the method of breaking the Great Dao Trapped Formation to break the Great Dao Killing Formation, is it feasible?"

Zhang Yi frowned and tried to turn his own Great Dao into nothingness and forget everything, but the blood-colored streams around him still did not dissipate, and were all destroyed by the Confucian Sage Pen.

"No! How can I break this Dao killing array?"

The result clearly told Zhang Yi that the method of breaking the Dao trap array did not work for the Dao killing array.

Zhang Yi suddenly looked up at the sky, and he found that all the blood-colored streams finally converged into a word "kill", which also contained the Dao of killing, which was extremely terrifying.

"If you kill, everything will be destroyed. How can you break the array? There is only one way to die!"

Zhang Yi looked at the killing intent in the void, and Zhang Yi fell into a state of enlightenment under the overwhelming killing intent.

At this moment, Fang Tiancheng was sweating profusely, and the hand holding the Confucian Saint's pen began to tremble. There were dozens of wounds on his body, and the blood dyed his white shirt red. There was no longer the appearance of a weak scholar. He was like a demon crawling out of the bloody purgatory.

But he knew that Zhang Yi was at a critical moment, so he did not choose to disturb Zhang Yi, but silently protected Zhang Yi and helped him withstand all the bombardment of the blood-colored streams, without even a scream.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, it's enough that you can come here to save me. I will never let anything happen to you, even if it means sacrificing my life!"

Fang Tiancheng forced himself to stay conscious, and waved the Confucian Sage's pen in his hand continuously. Countless literary energy surged out, colliding with the blood-colored light.

There were several times when the blood-colored light was about to hurt Zhang Yi, but Fang Tiancheng used his body to block the damage.

"I understand that only the way of death can break the formation, and the end of the way of killing is the way of death."

Zhang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and the vitality in his body began to dissipate. In less than a moment, it turned into a monstrous death aura, and he seemed to have become a walking corpse.

"Daoyou Zhang?!"

This situation scared Fang Tiancheng, but he was relieved to see that Zhang Yi was still fine.

When the monstrous death aura burst out from Zhang Yi, the blood-colored light in the sky suddenly became much dimmer, and even the speed and the murderous intent contained in it weakened a bit, which reduced Fang Tiancheng's pressure.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Fang Tiancheng looked at Zhang Yi, who was emitting death aura, and then looked at the sudden change of the Great Dao Killing Formation, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The next moment, Zhang Yi condensed all the death aura on the Tianyang Sword, and a black sword light containing the Great Dao of Death broke through the air, eclipsing all the blood light around.

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by a shocking sound, it was as if there was a sound of breaking, the blood-colored light in the sky dissipated, the killing intent also dissipated, and only a trace of the breath of death remained.

"The formation is broken! I didn't expect to comprehend the Great Dao of Death."

Zhang Yi put away the Tianyang Sword, and the death aura on his body also completely dissipated, and everything around him returned to calm.

Obviously, the Great Dao killing formation has been broken, and the realization of the Great Dao of Death at the same time made Zhang Yi happy.