Bone

Chapter 106

...it's over?

...Guan Shizong and Qin Xianzun proved their innocence by dying?

No!Everyone present saw the strangeness at that moment, even Xu Yanqing was shocked, and Gong Buwang, who was sobbing, was startled and trembled slightly.If she read it right just now... at that moment, the junior brother was clearly... clearly moved his mind, so that he broke the way, causing resentment to bite back...

She was still trembling, and the family member who had recovered from her senses shouted in shock: "What was that just now?!"

"Grudge?!"

"Did Qin Xianzun suffer the backlash of resentment and become a resentment ghost?!"

"how come!"

Amid the commotion, someone suddenly caught the point: "Wait... Qin Xian respected him, he committed suicide..."

Qin Xianzun's killing of ghosts is one million, if he himself becomes the one millionth grieving ghost under his sword——

Before they could react, the billowing thick black demonic energy surged up, devouring the sky and the sun, but it stifled the breath of everyone present, as if it was about to pull out their souls.

In the blink of an eye, a sudden change occurred, the sky darkened, and everyone's faces were full of painful and distorted expressions. They raised their hands and arranged formations to try to dispel the demonic energy, but all had little effect, and they could only watch helplessly. A mammoth figure intertwined with colors rose from Qin Nianjiu's fallen body, and gradually transformed into a brand-new form composed of countless severed heads and stumps. Qi Howling's ear-splitting neighing, viscous brown blood poured out of the indescribable thing continuously, and as soon as it touched the air, it quickly evaporated into a black mist of demon quality, which spread rapidly without being able to cover the ears.

But in a short while, the monster has gradually risen nearly a hundred feet, without even needing to move, so that people just look at it, and they are already breathed by the infinitely expanding sense of horror in their hearts, and they are almost unable to move.

In the chaos, only the hoarse roar of Elder Tiantian could be heard from his throat: "Guan Shi Zongzong! And you said that you don't have the heart to feed demons?!" Although his voice was full of anger, it was hard to conceal the entrainment in it. A bit excited and excited: If he can seize the opportunity to wipe out the demons in one fell swoop, then this credit and merit...

But with his own strength, I'm afraid...

Before he could figure out why, Qin Feng's forehead burst into blue veins, and he yelled angrily, "Shut up!!"

...how could this be?How could this be so? !Under the overwhelming demonic energy, even he was almost unable to stand still, he could only hold the wooden stick in his hand with his eyes wide open, and his thoughts turned sharply——

At this time, the monster has just formed, its movements are slow, and its strength is not yet strong... Seeing that the demonic energy covering the sun is covering the mountains, it is about to sweep towards the city of the world. The situation is urgent, so he can't help but think about it, so he tried his best to move his walking stick towards it. Under the deep and heavy pressure, the solid sycamore wooden stick almost made a cracking sound, and the end directly smashed the jade brick under the foot.

As he struggled to read out the Juling Jue, he saw the dazzling brilliance in an instant, and the aura contained in the entire Jucang rushed towards the sycamore wooden stick, like flowing water into a dead wood, and the spiritual stick grew suddenly. , swelled inch by inch, giving birth to branches and vines, and Qin Feng was about to be wrapped in it, but Qin Feng still didn't let go——

"Master, don't!!"

Realizing that the master is going to seize the spiritual energy from all over the mountain and set up a formation to suppress the demons, Xu Yanqing was horrified, and without thinking, he rushed over with all his strength, trying to pull him away, but just when his fingertips were about to touch Qin Feng's sleeves were knocked away several feet by Qin Feng's ruthless flick of the sleeves. The force was so strong that it shattered several bones and meridians, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

The wooden stick gradually merged with the flesh and blood, and the sycamore spirit tree transformed into a luxuriant tree in the blink of an eye, Qin Feng's face was covered with wood grains, and he kept chanting spiritual mantras in his mouth. Looking at Xu Yanqing, there was only disappointment as cold as ice in his eyes. Like a sword piercing through the heart.

With just one glance, Xu Yanqing trembled in a daze: ... Master, he knows it all!

The spirit branch of the phoenix tree has penetrated deep into his brain, and the battle is about to be completed. Qin Feng didn't want to look at him any more, so he could only bear the pain and tried his best to shout loudly: "...Qin Nianjiu's heart is not firm, he is frustrated and falls into the devil, no matter how bad he is, A disciple of Guanshizong!"

In the blink of an eye, a blue light burst out from the already formed phoenix tree, straight into the sky.

In an instant, the spiritual light poured down like a waterfall, submerged the huge monster, and completely dispelled and purified the thick black demonic energy.

In the glare of the brilliance, no one could see clearly that the towering monster was disintegrated into pieces, a figure fell from the middle, and disappeared into the invisible, only to see the blue light gradually fade away, and the demonic energy all over the sky and the spiritual energy all over the mountain disappeared. It can be found, but when you look up, the sun is clear and the sky is full of white clouds.

The startling change was only in a short moment, and everyone present was seriously injured by the demonic energy. Gong Buwang's tears were dry, his eyes were empty, and he fell to his knees in a state of weakness. A voice came out: "Junior Brother...Master..."

Suffering a severe blow from the master, Xu Yanqing was especially seriously injured, his mouth was full of blood, and he was as stiff and unable to move as if he had lost his soul. The sentence "How could this be so" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't vomit it out for a long time .

But a disciple of the sect said it for him: "...how could this be?"

"This……"

"Qin Xian respects him..."

"That was just now..."

Although the internal organs are still in pain, the six internal organs are still in pain, the disciples of the sect are still in shock, and the expressions on their faces are different, but it is not caused by pain, but because they are all guessing whether they are forcing Qin Xianzun to prove the way with death, he Only when the heart is unwilling, will it break the way, so as to make it enchanted-but who dares to say this?

Still palpitating in their hearts, they could only say "how could this be?" He...", "Nothing happened, the demon spirit has left the body, this is just an empty shell"——

Suddenly, someone murmured: "...empty shell?"

Before the thoughts in their minds fell to the ground, a boy's voice full of anger suddenly exploded: "It's you..."

Zhang Ruo frantically broke free from the pressure that was originally bound to him, Heng Jian drew his sword and rushed towards the elder Zhuo Tian, ​​and yelled out the guilty conscience of all the sect members: "You are the ones who forced my master into a demon!" ——!”

Abruptly, Elder Yutian raised his hand, but he restrained his throat with one hand.

If you want to become the leader of the sects, you must make a decision!There was only a flash of thought in his mind, and he already had a calculation.Gingerly looking at this little disciple, he glanced across the silent crowd, and said in a trembling voice: "Qin Nianjiu, a disciple of Guan Shizong, wasted his immortal bones, and did not practice enough, so that he fell into a demon. It is really the misfortune of Guan Shizong! Fortunately, Elder Qin Feng sacrificed his life for righteousness and suppressed him..."

"What lack of cultivation, it's clearly framed by you!" Heng Jian couldn't listen to his high-sounding rhetoric, his red eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his sword with his right hand to stab him in the heart - but he was firmly restrained by him again .

How could a fly be able to shake a tree? Elder Qiantian was able to control Hengjian with coercion. He glanced at the still warm empty body on the ground from the corner of his eye. , but became frustrated and turned into a devil, and almost caused a catastrophe, the crime is unforgivable! Fortunately, he still has a spirit body and a fairy bone, if he can..."

Before he could come up with a follow-up article, Hengjian had already understood his greedy eyes, and was furious instantly, struggling constantly: "You dare...you dare...! If future generations know what happened today, you -"

Just listening to his words, Elder Yutian has already made a decision in his heart!He tilted his head, and said to the group of elders whose expressions were faintly shaken: "Immortal bones and spirit bodies are originally the crystallization of heaven and earth. If they can be returned to the dust and used to suppress mountains and rivers, it will protect the peace of many lands and peoples! This is an act of immeasurable merit. Thinking about Qin Nianjiu, who was carrying a fairy bone body for nothing, but finally fell into a demon in frustration, he should be punished—"

...what is he talking about? !Gong Buwang was in a daze of thought, and just relying on his intuition, he knelt down next to his junior brother's body to block him: "...crime? What crime?!"

They were the ones who made trouble, they were the ones who slandered, and they were the ones who forced each other... What is her brother's crime, what is her fault? !

...In the final analysis, how did things become like this? !

She murmured hatred in her mouth like crying blood, but Elder Yutian ignored her, and only looked down at her with a condescending frown: "Your brother and brother have committed the crime of falling into the devil, and you have also neglected to observe the world! This is the only way now. Can reach..."

Heng Jian couldn't bear to listen to the heart-wrenching words any longer, so he switched the sword to his left hand in an instant, raised his hand and stabbed——

"don't want!--"

Instantly realized that it was not good, Gong Buhuang blurted out to tell him to stop, but it was already too late, the tip of Heng Jian's sword sank half an inch into Elder Yutian's abdomen, and he couldn't penetrate any further, and Elder Yutian seemed to be waiting for him Like this blow, the five fingers retracted fiercely, and he cut off his throat without changing his expression.

Gong Buwang's unfinished voice suddenly choked in his throat.

Xu Yanqing's pupils dilated rapidly, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembling.

"Treason for the devil, death is not a pity!" Elder Jutian let go of his hand, let the young man fall limply to the ground, then looked coldly at Gong Buwang and Xu Yanqing, and opened his mouth to charge the crime: "Could it be that you also Do you want to be like him, making friends with demons and making enemies of common people?"

"..."

Never heard such funny words before, Gong Buwang suddenly stopped trembling, could not help but slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of determination, but there was a smile on his lips, "...to be with the devil?"

She put away her smile, her eyes were sharp, she raised her hand and drew out her plum blossom sword, leaping up and piercing the front door of the sky! "—That's my junior brother!"

……

The slightly cool white mist swirls around, seeming to captivate the eyes, but the scene that emerges from it is so clear.

The branches of the sycamore spirit tree are gradually withering, slowly withering and old; the plum blossom sword is stained with blood, and the blood drops are like red plums falling and blooming;

There was the sound of incantations in the ear, and the shadow of the sword in front of his eyes was blurred.Tan Fengyue stared blankly at the picture that appeared in the illusory formation, not even daring to shift her gaze a little bit, not daring to look at the expression on the ghost's face beside her.

He could only tightly hold the silver fan in his hand, looking down at the lifeless boy on the ground who still had his eyes open.

Back in Hongling, they broke into Po Dao's dream to see what happened. When the dream dissipated, Po Dao also looked at the sky empty-handedly, whispering that he had complaints.He said he blamed himself.

He complained, blamed himself for being ignorant of people, and told the news that the master wanted to accompany him down the mountain, which caused disasters, so that Han's deep resentment was resurrected and became the zombie king; Zhu Tian, ​​so the Zombie King has lost his sanity, and he also wants to find the elder Zhu Tian; he blames, blames him for not being able to memorize the boring homework earlier, and went down the mountain with his master earlier, so that he was resurrected Afterwards, he was still thinking about the fragmented scriptures-"If there is no fixed law, the firmness of the Tao will make it clear."

...But how has he ever seen through this so-called heaven and earth?

In that dream that was repeated over and over again, what the young man was obsessed with was just to wake up his master and let him accompany him down the mountain.

... If on that day, he had the courage to disturb his master, would they have been able to leave Guanshi earlier, get rid of evil spirits, travel far away, and never return!Did all of this later not happen?

……

There is no need to think about what was going on in the mind of the young man who died 67 years ago when he was dying. Tan Fengyue just looked down at Hengjian's empty and white pupils, and never dared to turn her head to look at the ghost beside her. .

Unlike what he imagined, Qin Nianjiu's face was actually calm, with no expression, neither anger nor hatred in his eyes, only the demonic energy around him was faintly rolling with impetuosity and gloom.He didn't even look at the red figure in the picture that was flying like a butterfly and was fading away, nor did he pay attention to look at Xu Yanqing who looked anxious and was about to get up several times but was unable to do anything because of the pain of broken bones ——He only looked coldly at the elders of the various sects holding swords, trying to distinguish and remember their faces one by one.

Perhaps he was afraid that his relatives and disciples would be injured, and perhaps he was afraid that others would take away the credit for "suppressing the rebel sect" and "seizing immortal bones and towns and rivers for the common people". The elders of the various sects shouted "retreat!" Move rashly!", forcefully repelling all the disciples who wanted to come forward to help, and the ultimate move in his hand became more and more fierce——

The sword intent is fierce, the curse is added to the body, Gong Buwang's breath is chaotic, and her body is even more wounded. Her hands are bloody and slippery, almost unable to hold the hilt of the sword, but she has no intention of retreating, just clenched her teeth Dodging and moving, she approached the elder Zhu Tian step by step. What was more fragmented than her offensive was the voice in her mouth, telling him her crimes word by word: "...you...for your own selfishness...to want to 'make meritorious service'... ..."

"...to order my junior brother to prove the way with death...to drive him into a demon...

"...for the sake of great merit—

"...To seize the bones of my junior brother...to kill my nephew..."

However, Elder Zhu Tian didn't change his face, and tried to tear down her sword intent, every sentence encouraged others, and every word punished his heart: "You are arguing that you are in a clear state of mind, but we are the ones who do evil. It is really ridiculous. If It’s true that we behaved wrongly, why didn’t we see God’s sign?!”

Why can't you see the sky cover the smog, set off the earthquake, and send down the thunder-but only see the clear blue sky and long white clouds?

As Zhu Tian's voice hit the ground, the waves of people's voices all around gradually increased, covering up the voice of Gong Buwang layer by layer, and also covered up the guilty conscience of the person who spoke: "——It is clear that Qin Nianjiu is deceiving the world and stealing his name, harboring evil intentions!"

"The disciples of the sect still want to go the same way with the devil, and they should be punished together!"

"Poor you are also obsessed with your obsession, your Dao heart has been destroyed!"

"We have a clear heart, and everything we do is for the common people!"

……

The stronger the momentum, the more reasonable it is, and finally it is a sentence: "—Guanshi rebels want to subdue the devil, and the traitors under the sect, the crime should be punished!"

All the unwarranted crimes are toppled down like a mountain, and they will be pierced into Gong Buwang's body together with the long swords piercing from all around——

"Junior Sister!" Xu Yanqing couldn't care less, endured the pain of shattered meridians and rushed forward, blocking Gong Buwang, raising his arms to stop him.

It's just him alone, how can he stop the sword energy coming from all directions?

One after another, long swords entered their bodies, and blood spattered white jade.

Blood rolled up from his throat uncontrollably, but Gong Buwang's eyes on Xu Yanqing froze suddenly.

……That is?

That is……

The azure blue smoky satin he was wearing came from Qinyuan, and she specially ordered someone to make it for him. It was the most noble and elegant, extremely flexible, but it was hard to resist the sharpness of the sword, and was cut several times.And in that breach, on his arm——

Spots, spots and scabs are all curse marks!

Qi and blood are exhausted, and the soul is about to leave the body.In a trance, like a moment, and like a thousand years, she finally realized everything.

"So...so..." A voice like gossamer escaped from her lips, silently, "...so..."

...It's okay, I understand when I die.

It's the end of its strength, and it's powerless to recover.Reluctant to discern the panic and heartbreak in Xu Yanqing's face and eyes, she raised her lips and laughed at herself, then raised her hand to pull him a little closer, and wiped down his arm with her blood-stained palm. Strictly covered the curse mark on his arm, so as not to let others notice——

At the same moment, the plum blossom sword in her right hand came out violently, piercing his throat violently.

……

……

The light breaks the cold outline, and the confusion is scattered.The white mist dissipated slowly, the dust had settled, and the past was clear.