Lotus leaves that were filled with faint but vigorous blood energy began to grow around monk Konglun's body, blooming.
Jian Qing and the others didn't care about anything else. They directly urged their bodies to go forward to help.
But then they were shocked to find that they couldn't take a step forward. There seemed to be some kind of invisible barrier that stopped them.
"Senior Brother, wake up quickly. You've been bewitched by that female devil." Jian Qing said anxiously. At the same time, he released a great pressure in an attempt to break through the invisible barrier.
But on this Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak, all sounds were isolated.
Konglun knelt on the ground. His skinny chest was beating violently.
The blood blade in her hand dissipated. Lady Sha slowly lowered her head and looked at him. She said softly, "Hey, Konglun, you've lost."
"Female devil, you deserve to die. How can my Senior Brother lose? It's all because of your evil technique that my Senior Brother has an inner demon. I'll make you pay with your life!" Jian Qing's eyes were about to pop out. He used all his strength to break through the barrier.
Blood Qi began to surge around Konglun's body. It was a mixture of black and red blood Qi.
He seemed to be in extreme pain. His originally clear eyes began to turn turbid. Layers of gullies appeared on his withered yellow skin.
"Konglun, you've lost …"
"Konglun, you've lost …"
…
He raised his head with difficulty. The Buddhist light was leaving him. His eyes were lifeless. "I've lost."
Heaven and Earth mourned. The Four Bitter Words were established.
The so-called Four Bitter Words were the oath that Konglun made earlier: Die if he saw light, rot if he saw wind, be injured if he saw earth, and suffer the pain of being cut by knives and axes when he saw all living things.
And the moment Konglun admitted defeat, the Four Bitter Words were established.
Konglun's body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His skin and flesh began to rot and his bones began to deform.
These Four Bitter Words were almost like Konglun had forced himself to a dead end. Even if he didn't die, he would live like a monster in the barren years.
If he wanted to eliminate light, north wind, earth, and all living things, where else could he stay?
The Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak was collapsing. Even Konglun's body was dissipating.
At this moment, Lady Sha waved her hand and a blood pool appeared, drowning him.
Iron chains stretched out from the blood pool, and at the same time, fixed his body in place.
A strange thing happened. Monk Konglun, who was originally dying irreversibly, stopped decaying after being soaked in the blood pool and began to slowly recover.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.
A great monk of a generation, Yan Xian, actually coexisted with the blood pool!
"Do you see? The Konglun can only survive in my blood pool." Lady Sha lifted the blood pool with one hand and looked down at Jian Qing and the others with raised eyebrows.
"Evil woman, you will not rest until we are dead!" Jian Qing's eyes were completely red. His restless Derivation Force stirred up the heavens.
She glanced at Jian Qing coldly. "So what if we fight to the death? Since you dared to come here, you must pay the corresponding price. "
"Although you can flatten my Sand Demon Lair right now, you'd better think it through. Right now, Konglun can only survive under the protection of my blood pool. Once you attack, I'll definitely destroy him. There's no chance of him surviving!"
A cold voice resounded between heaven and earth.
"Ten breaths of time. If you don't retreat, Konglun will die!"
The countdown began. The chaotic battlefield began to calm down.
Jian Qing's eyes were red. He looked at Senior Brother Konglun, who was sitting still in the blood pool, and finally retreated.
After taking a deep look at her, Jian Qing retreated from the Sand Demon Lair with his other junior brothers.
Howling gales surged. Perhaps because the Derivation Force of the battle was too great, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth changed.
Heavy rain began to fall, temporarily suppressing the murderous qi and blood.
At this moment, both the evil cultivators of the Sand Demon Lair and the top cultivators of the sects stopped fighting.
The sage-like top cultivator with a sword on his back, who had lost an arm, stopped on the spot with a sorrowful expression.
A total of 87 sects, tens of thousands of peerless geniuses, and almost an entire generation of mighty figures died on this expedition to the Sand Demon Lair, but in the end, it was all for naught.
Everything was for naught!
He was extremely disheartened. Looking at the broken true sword in his hand, he stabbed it into his abdomen, severing his own origin.
"Master!" Hundreds of top cultivators surrounded him, supporting his body that was about to be destroyed.
"The Heavenly Dao is unfair. It protects evil. After I die, no sect in the world can take a single step into the Sand Demon Lair, lest they be massacred …"
The sage-like old man's long lifespan ended in front of the Sand Demon Lair.
The remaining top cultivators of less than five thousand sects began to flee.
Cui Jing raised his staff and wanted to rush up and kill them all, but Madame Sha stopped him.
She looked down at the fleeing figures and finally said, "Retreat."
It could be considered an unprecedented war in this universe. It began with the defeat of Elder Konglun, and in the end, all the top cultivators of the sects who came to crusade retreated.
Madame Sha lifted the blood pool that bound Konglun's body with one hand and returned to the Sand Demon Lair.
The surviving evil cultivators of the Sand Demon Lair began to clean up the battlefield. Like vicious wolves, they devoured the souls and flesh of the dead cultivators.
Looking at the countless god corpses on the ground, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hint of heaviness. He thought of the catastrophe of the Divine Power Universe.
The two universes had fought for tens of millions of chaos cycles.
And now, the Divine Power Universe had returned to peace. However, a similar scene would never disappear. It was the same in the Great Yan Huan.
"How unlucky. These monks are really weak. They have nine Derived Immortals, but they can't take down this place." Chen Qing shook his head and sighed.
Spring Autumn sighed softly. "They must have their own difficulties."
"What difficulties? If I were those monks, I would've flattened all the way and hung that woman on the city wall. The rest of the trash can't escape. They'll all be slapped to death." Chen Qing said, "This way, we can take revenge for that monk. There's no need to drag things out."
Di Qing looked at Chen Qing with appreciation. He seemed to agree with his actions.
Jian Wushuang didn't express his opinion. His gaze was fixed on the direction Madame Sha left.
At this moment, Di Qing spoke. He looked at Jian Wushuang, Chen Qing, and Spring Autumn with interest. He said slowly, "The three of you are not bad. I like you very much."
Chen Qing and Spring Autumn didn't speak. They both looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
After all, he was the Golden Crow by Gongzi Mo's side. His strength had reached an extremely terrifying level.
He fought against two Grand Derived Immortals alone. This kind of strength had already exceeded the limits of everyone's imagination.
"Don't look at me like that. Although I helped Gongzi Mo before, that was all. There's no relationship other than that." Di Qing explained slowly.
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