Like lightning tearing apart the night, descending into the mortal world, that light beam that gathered true power, suddenly descended from the sky, right above the white-boned snake, pierced through its head. In an instant, a huge force burst out from that huge body, the few Qing Yun disciples who were fighting in the surroundings were all pushed far away by this invisible and substantial air current.
The White-boned Demon Snake faced the sky and let out a long roar. Its voice was mournful, and the huge skeleton that supported its body suddenly began to emit a strange light. After a moment, there was a "ka ka" sound coming from countless places, and rays of light were projected from its skeleton. After that, with a loud bang, the Demon Snake's huge body suddenly collapsed, smashing a big hole in the hard white jade floor. After struggling on the ground for a few times, it finally stopped trembling.
The dazzling light beam slowly dispersed, revealing the seven elders, Lu XueQi, Xiao YiCai and the rest floating in the sky, and below them, beside that huge monster's body, corpses littered the ground, among them lay the four Qing Yun elders' bodies forever. And among those who were still alive, there were even more wounded, among the younger generation, Lu XueQi's face was as cold as frost, but her clothes were already mostly red, Xiao YiCai was still fine, looked fine, only Zeng ShuShu was holding on, seeing that the huge monster finally died, he heaved a sigh of relief, suddenly his head tilted, fell down unconscious.
Everyone was startled. Fortunately, Xiao YiCai was right beside Zeng Shushu. He caught his body and examined it carefully. He heaved a sigh of relief and signaled to the others that he was fine. Only then did everyone relax and continue to focus on the other battles.
Ever since the Good Faction elders joined the battle, for the first time, the situation of this calamity war finally turned to the Good Faction's advantage. The cultivation and mana of these seniors far surpassed that of ordinary disciples. Although there were not many of them, but the impact was quite huge. Under the joint attack of the elders, Xiao YiCai, Lu XueQi, Zeng ShuShu and the other young disciples, although the few huge monsters were extremely powerful but they were still suppressed by these people and in the end were killed by them. But these monsters were after all ferocious, also made the Good Faction pay a heavy price.
However, who would remember their fallen companions amidst such a storm of blood?
The moment the huge body of the White Bone Demon Snake fell, the people floating high in the sky had already turned around, expressionlessly pouncing towards the other battle groups, continuing to kill and fight. Xiao YiCai flew to the back, placed Zeng ShuShu at a secluded place and hurried back, unexpectedly in a blink of an eye, he saw Anan seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly at the corpse, her face pale.
Xiao YiCai felt strange and called out, "Junior Martial Sister Lu, what's wrong?"
Lu XueQi's body trembled, as if awakened from a dream. Turning around, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw that it was Xiao YiCai, he closed his mouth, took a deep breath and flew away, rejoining the battle. Xiao YiCai felt bewildered, felt that Anan was very strange today but when he recalled that this fairy-like junior sister was always aloof and cold, and now it was the crucial moment of the battle, he thought for a while and again threw these thoughts to the back of his mind, again charged in.
The dark clouds rolled over, rolling incessantly, under the dark clouds, those beasts and the people were ferociously fighting each other. Just that the battle situation, was becoming more and more advantageous, projected onto the faces of the three Good Faction leaders, even their tensed expressions, finally started to relax.
Although they had paid a heavy price, after the Elders joined the battle, the originally unstoppable momentum of the six gigantic Demonic Beasts was immediately stopped and gradually suppressed. Under the combined efforts of everyone, first was the White-boned Demonic Snake, then the other two gigantic Demonic Beasts were successively killed by everyone.
Even when killing these huge monsters, including the elders, the Good Faction people also suffered heavy casualties but the battle's momentum, bit by bit, was still turned around. Although the ordinary Qing Yun disciples were not as good as those outstanding ones but dealing with these ordinary monsters was still more than enough, and with the people joining together, the light screen seemed even more indestructible. Although the ordinary Qing Yun disciples were not as good as those outstanding ones but against these ordinary monsters, it was still more than enough, and with the people joining together, the light screen seemed even more indestructible.
After dealing with half of the gigantic demon beasts, even more experts surrounded the remaining three gigantic demon beasts, anyone could tell, these gigantic demon beasts were the battle spirits of the beast demons. And under the siege of these highly skilled Righteous Elders and the young generation's outstanding figures, in the sky full of scattered lights and all kinds of rare treasures, the remaining three giant beasts finally could not hold on any longer, in the sharp and angry mournful roars, they fell one by one.
The demon beasts were in chaos, clearly this situation made those ignorant demon beasts feel that something was not right. And on the contrary, on the Good Faction side, their morale was greatly boosted, finally their fighting spirit soared, that resplendent light screen shone brightly, pressed outwards, immediately in the midst of flesh and blood flying, the demon beasts were pressed back.
A wave of panicked cries, countless of demon beasts howled to the sky, their voices mournful, the merciless light screen arrived with a loud crash, what kind of blood and sorrow splattered?
And in these innumerable cries, in the sky, in the firmament, that rolling black clouds suddenly stilled, like, this world suddenly solidified, and then, there was that faint light, from the dark and silent clouds, shot out!
White, a tiny glimmer!
Instantly, the black clouds dispersed with a loud crash, like a violent gale sweeping across the Heaven and Earth, blowing past the sky full of wind and rain. From the deepest part of the black clouds, suddenly an enormous whirlpool spun rapidly outwards, numerous black clouds were swept up in it and then dispersed, leaving no trace.
A youth figure, appeared, expressionlessly looking at this war-torn mountain top, the bloody world, looking down from above, like a legendary deity. His black hair fluttered in the wind, a black beast that fluctuated in size behind him, seemed to be restlessly shifting its body, making a low deep roar.
And the moment he appeared, suddenly all of the demon beasts stopped, looked up to the sky, faced that figure and howled to the sky!
Thousands of beasts howled to the sky, the black clouds dispersed, as if a wave of evil energy, was charging up to the sky, to the Nine Heavens.
The Good Faction people's countenance did not change, Reverend DaoXuan stood outside the Crystal Hall, his brows tightly frowned, quietly muttered to himself, "This is the Beast Deity?"
Illusory Moon Cave.
That dreamlike and illusory human world!
That dim moon glimmering with a strange radiance, still hanging in the horizon, regardless of wind or rain, always emitting a faint light. And the people struggling in this world, seemed to have dispersed, leaving only a lonely person, alone at a loss.
"Who am I?" he softly asked, looked up at the moon, "What am I living for?"
He asked faintly, not knowing if he was asking the moon in the horizon, or speaking to his own heart.
This half of his life had been full of ups and downs, the waves were ferocious. Scenes of the past surged into his heart. The people he was familiar with in his life, the people he had once treated sincerely in his heart, all of them flashed past his mind one by one. However, none of them left a single trace, and just like that, they quietly went far away.
His heart seemed to be unwilling, subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab something, just that his hand was in the air, in the end he still grabbed nothing.
Nothing at all!
Only the moonlight in the horizon, passed through the innumerable wind and rain, still landed on his body, shone on his clothes.
Collapsing to the ground, as if he had torn off all his disguises, in this lonely world, he did not need to be strong. The storm gradually stopped, the dust quietly quieted, that body, looked like it was about to sink into this desolate world, returning to silence.
You're dead! The ancient legend, once dead, there would no longer be pain and longing, there would no longer be any worries, even in the Nine Netherworlds, before Yan Luo Dian, who would know what kind of scene it was? The bustling human world, perhaps in the end it would be empty!
Just that, that silent body suddenly shook again, the moonlight in the horizon, seemed to tremble slightly and then a beam of light shone down, spilling on that body.
He actually seemed to struggle!
He actually seemed to be unwilling!
He struggled to climb up, every movement seemed to use up all his strength, the ground under his feet clearly had endless temptation, tempting him to lie down and not have any worries, to be free from the pain of the world.
Just that he refused to retreat, stubbornly wanted to straighten his body, his hand was bleeding, his lips were cut deep, in this bleak and desolate world, he actually still refused to give up.
That faint moonlight, like pouring down, landed on his body, like a soft whisper, "Why must you persist! Let go, let go and you will be free … "
He struggled, like an ant in the boundless Heaven and Earth, just that no matter what, facing the seemingly boundless Heaven and Earth, he eventually still looked up, looked at the sky!
Slowly stood up.
That familiar face, quietly drifted in his heart, so even between life and death, in the end he still could not give up. In this life, there must be someone he cared about!
Zhang Xiao Fan, or maybe Ghost Li, this Heaven and Earth ant, right now was quietly looking at the sky, staring at the serene moon in the horizon.
The moonlight was strange and serene cold.
He suddenly shouted, leaped up, left this boundless land, straight up to the sky. In front of him, gold, green, red three colored light, suddenly brightened, along with his body, straight up to that serene moon.
The moon was cold and silent, but in front of him, the moonlight suddenly dimmed, it was a couple figures, mercifully and joyfully looking at him, as if that rainy night many years ago, the joy that descended into the human world.
His heart felt like it was cut by a sharp knife, his entire body trembled, but his body like an arrow leaving the bow, did not have any intention of retreating. The three colored light like lightning, under his gaze, pierced into the couple's body, passed through.
Like blood splattering, also like the howling of the wind and rain, hit on his face, cold. The figures disappeared, he also seemed to be somewhat numb. Only his eyes were still determined, charging towards that serene moon.
Suddenly, the moonlight dimmed again, Tian BuYi and SuRu's figures appeared, SuRu looked at him with a smile, Tian BuYi was like in his memory, snorted, rolled his eyes at him.
And between the two of them, Tian LingEr's smiling face was like a flower, dressed in red, vaguely looked like sixteen or seventeen years old, loudly laughed and shouted, "Little junior brother, let's go up the mountain to chop the bamboos …"
In that instant he seemed to suffocate, those three figures were right in front of him, alive, blocking in front of him. What kind of trembling feeling was that, like electricity passing through his body, the cold light was getting closer and closer to their figures, his heart also seemed to be torn apart.
Finally, the three colored light still passed through, just like that, passed through the figures. A chill ran down his spine from head to toe. He was in midair, his face as white as paper. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood dyed his clothes red and his face was drained of all color.
Then, he still raised his head, like an indomitable, unrelenting arrow leaving the bow, charged towards that serene moon.
The moonlight was cold, Heaven and Earth instantly dimmed, as if there was a sense of desolation, quietly pervading.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, he was about to reach the moonlight when the misty clouds surged over. Suddenly, a figure faintly appeared in the clouds.
What kind of figure was that, deeply engraved in his heart!
He was suddenly dumbfounded, his body's perseverance seemed to dissipate with the wind, that indistinct figure in the clouds was turning chaotically! Like a green figure, like a white figure dancing with a sword!
The Soul-Absorbing stick in his hand, emitted an icy chill, his heart once felt such pain because of that figure, just that, at this moment, how should he advance or retreat?
In the deep night, the cold moonlight, far above the horizon, suddenly a heart-wrenching roar was heard, like a dying beast howling to the moon, filled with despair and pain.
That brilliant light, flickering with three strange halos, charged up to the sky, straight into the clouds, passed through the clouds, pierced into that indistinct figure!
Then, it was as if something had suddenly shattered …
The wind and rain in the sky, just like that quietly stopped, hot tears in his eyes, staring at that figure. Perhaps she was close at hand but he still could not see her face clearly, just that, in the distant darkness, there seemed to be a low sigh.
The wind dissipated, the rain dispersed!
The moonlight fell like floating clouds!
Heaven and earth, the firmament like water!
His body fell from the sky, like falling into a bottomless abyss, but there was no fear in his heart, there was only some reluctance, staring at that gradually disappearing figure. The next moment, he had already landed on the ground, the surrounding illusions all disappeared.
Under his feet, an unsophisticated and bright ancient mirror, had already broken into several pieces, falling from the wall, scattered on the ground. And around him, were simple and unadorned cave walls, hard rocks, the distance to the mystical cave entrance, was only ten steps away.
In this short ten steps, he seemed to have experienced a lifetime, all the painful memories, like this reincarnated once.
Then, his breathing calmed down, composed himself and was about to continue walking deeper into the Illusory Moon Cave, suddenly his body froze, as if he discovered something, he slowly turned around.
Following the shattering of that ancient mirror, that mystical mist at the cave entrance also gradually dissipated, revealing a figure standing behind …
Lin JingYu.
Both of their eyes met in the air, for a moment both were stunned.
For a long time, they just stared at each other silently, the two men's gazes, from youth to youth till now, as if they had seen through a lifetime.
Lin JingYu's teeth bit his lips deeply, almost to the point of bleeding, then said word by word, "That old man in Founders Ancestral Hall, was it you who killed him?"
Ghost Li was silent, slightly lowered his head, after a moment, he gently nodded and said, "Yes."
Lin JingYu's eyes instantly turned red.
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