bayedsolid Chapter 330 He is dead
Chapter 330 He is dead
Mo Huaizun and several others were seriously injured.
Although Yinming Xiezun won, he was in a miserable state. All ten of his clones were destroyed. Only the eleventh clone, who did not participate in the battle and was concentrating on holding Yi Chi, remained intact.
The trembling eyes of the crowd lit up, and they saw the hope of defeating the villain.
Several injured lords took some medicine and tried their best to kill the last clone with one sword!
Yinming Xiezun smiled indifferently, flicked his sleeves, and ten clones appeared around him.
Everyone: "..."
After running ninety-nine kilometers and being one step away from the finish line, I realized there were still ninety-nine kilometers ahead.
I'm tired. Really tired.
It is definitely not possible to differentiate so many clones in a short period of time, so how many clones has Lao Deng secretly divided out over the years?
An evil cultivator looked at Yinming Xiezun, the master of three burrows, with admiration, and said with a grin, "Oh, you never expected it, maybe the woman you hugged in your bed at night was Yinming Xiezun in disguise."
Everyone: "!!!"
Shrimp and pork heart!
A new round of fighting began. When the ten clones were destroyed again, Mo Huaizun and his men were covered in blood and wounds. They were able to stand only by relying on the weapons in their hands.
There were several horrific wounds at vital points. The evil energy entangled in the bloody wounds and corroded and raged inside, tearing the wounds that had just healed, hindering the recovery of the injuries, and making the Blood-Healing Pill less than 20% effective.
Yinming Xiezun sat spotlessly on the lotus throne, combing Yi Chi's long hair with his fingers, and looked at these people with slightly closed eyes as if he was looking at a struggling ant.
"The strength of the Six Beauties of Jueya has been well-known in the cultivation world since they were young. The illusion technique of the Chili Valley Master is unrivaled in the world. I have always wanted to fight with them in person to test their prowess."
"As expected, it is worthy of the name. Even if Wen Rense is not here, you two can destroy my twenty clones with such a huge realm."
Indeed, Mo Huaizun and the other four were only at the Mahayana stage and had not even entered the door of Taoism, yet they were able to fight to this extent with the clone version of Yin Ming Xie Zun, who was two major realms higher than them.
There is no doubt that he is powerful. It was not easy for Yinming Xiezun to win. He simply used cheating and human wave tactics.
But what does that matter? The once-popular Seven Beauties of Jueya were eventually trampled under his feet and locked in his arms.
"The legend of the Seven Beauties of the Nine Nether Continent has been a cliché for hundreds of years. It's time to change it."
Yin Ming Xie Zun touched Yi Chi's face, with a kind and somewhat weird smile on his face, "Evil Emperor Zhu Jiu should just call you Madam Xie Zun from now on."
Everyone: "!!!"
You are breaking down the six senses of purity of Buddhism one by one!
Chu Yi's cold and handsome face was cut with deep knife marks, blood gushing down, and he said coldly and sternly like a ghost: "With your cowardly behavior, you don't even dare to show your true self to face the enemy head on, do you think you are worthy?"
Yinming Xiezun didn't say much. He lowered his head and kissed Yi Chi's cheek, then touched Yi Chi's waist.
Unable to bear it any longer, several of them became so angry that they vomited blood.
Ji Qi and Gui Ji Ling jumped up and down and cursed, their minds completely gone. "Let her go! You bald ass, you have no shame! You've used such despicable means. Even if you get her kiss, you won't get her heart!"
Yue Shangxian's cold eyes turned red, he summoned the Demon Abyss, as long as he tore the seal, the demons would sweep across the place.
Everyone was horrified, "This is absolutely impossible! If the demons come out, the entire Nine Netherworld will be finished!"
Yinming Xiezun was not panicked and smiled slightly.
"I don't mind. If you encounter danger, just throw the Evil Emperor away. She is a congenital spirit and will definitely be favored by the devil. Then Lord Bright Moon can go to the devil to find her damaged body."
The soft spot of the waxing moon was precisely pinched, and it paused with a cold and furious look, with a look of depression in its eyes.
Qu Fengying bit his finger and looked at his master's white clothes which had turned into tattered and bloody clothes, and his heart ached.
Lord Lingyun saw this and sent a message: The three of us will help you to raid the formation. We will bear the humiliation and retreat this time. We will use the power of Canglan Realm to attack again...
Cangjie and his companions were unwilling to delay because they had no idea where Yinming Xiezun would take Yi Chi or what she would go through.
He glanced at Yinming Xiezun who was still enjoying the pleasure of torturing people on the lotus seat.
A dark light flashed across Mo Huaizun's eyes. He clenched his knife, concentrated his energy into his dantian, and attacked again with his remaining strength. The others followed closely behind him.
Yinming Xiezun narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a kind and cold voice.
"How strange! A hundred years ago, it was you who spared no expense and sacrificed yourselves to kill Zhu Jiu. Now, regardless of grudges and life and death, it is you who save him out of deep love and loyalty."
"Could it be that by changing into a new body, all grudges can be wiped out? Or is there something else behind all this, just like what happened to Jia Lan Sword Fairy and the Demon King?"
Yinming Xiezun's speculation was like opening his third eye, so accurate it was terrifying.
"Amitabha, then don't blame me."
This time it was never the same.
Mo Huaizun and his companions seemed to have lost their minds because of Yi Chi, and were like weak sheep that were delivered to their doorstep and were being unilaterally abused.
All kinds of teeth-grinding sounds echoed over Chaos Cliff.
Mo Huaizun's right arm holding the knife was cut off, and a wave of pain surged between his brows.
Fortunately, he still had his left hand, so he switched to holding the knife with his left hand.
Then the left hand was also chopped off.
Chu Yilong's soul weakened and shrunk to the size of a thumb, unable to maintain his body and disintegrating. His soul sea was exhausted and he didn't have a single bit of strength left.
A soul cultivator without soul soldiers is like a sword cultivator without a sword, at the mercy of others.
Perhaps it is more pleasing for an emperor to kneel.
Yinming Xiezun destroyed his knees.
The waxing moon had its spine pulled out.
Chi Li had both his legs broken.
Half of Cangjie's upper body was burned, his flesh and blood were charred and stuck together, it looked bloody and ugly. He covered his destroyed right face with his hands, feeling unbearable pain.
The ghost-killing curse destroyed 70% of Feng Zhiyi's body.
Several people were tortured by Yinming Xiezun like fallen wild dogs. Their clones carried them, covered in blood. Their black monk robes were dyed blood red. They had smiles on their lips, and they looked like Buddhas who had been saved from hell.
Looking around the world, no one can match him.
The Seven Beauties of Jueya, who were so glorious, were just stepping stones.
The Yinming Xiezun on the lotus platform had a spotless look in his eyes, looking high and mighty, with his sleeves not fluttering.
Ji Qi and Gui Ji Ling were not caught because of their unique "mechanisms" in their bodies.
Those who were watching this extremely shocking scene from far or near dared not breathe, their pupils trembled, the evil cultivator smiled with twisted pleasure, and those who were close to him felt heartbroken and painful.
Qu Fengying and several chief disciples were anxious to rescue him, but unfortunately they could not get close to that level of power at all. They could only stare at Yinming Xiezun with resentment, watching their master being humiliated and shedding tears.
Qu Fengying lay on the ground crying, his tears and snot mixed together.
"Why did you insist on saving Zhu Jiu! She has already hurt you so badly, destroyed your Dantian, pushed you into the Demonic Abyss, and even occupied your sister's body to have an affair with another man!"
"Zhu Jiu is a nuisance! Why save her? Everyone says she is powerful, but now she is still lying there unable to get up. It's all just a false reputation!
"Wuwuwu, Master, why bother! If you miss this village, there is always the next one. Why do you have to hang yourself on an evil tree!"
Yu Qinghuan wiped her tears frantically. Her master had gone to save the person she cared about. She couldn’t cry!
Xie Chao clenched his fists and stared at Yinming Xiezun with murderous intent. His former gentleness was no longer visible, and his temperament became somewhat similar to Chu Yi.
The ministers behind him wiped their tears and cried out in grief, "Emperor, why did you lose your mind and commit suicide by destroying the country and killing your relatives?"
Xiao Buyi's heart was beating hard, and he was glad that his master didn't go. It would have been too scary and painful.
However, after today, her master will truly be the undisputed leader of the righteous path, and as the chief true disciple, he will reach a higher level.
By then, with the help of more abundant resources, he will definitely surpass Gu Fusheng and return to the position of number one again!
Yu Zhiqing, Fang Chihong, Jian Xiurong and others had bloodshot eyes, their minds were confused, and their hearts ached as if their flesh was being cut.
The respected eldest sister is Zhu Jiu, who is rumored to have destroyed their sect, and his master and uncle are on the verge of death because of her.
They found that they could not hate Zhu Jiu, because after getting to know him for so long, they could truly feel what kind of person Yi Chi was, rather than the generalized curses read in books or spoken by others.
There must be another reason, just like Ji Qi said.
Yu Zhiqing's heart was much more complicated. Besides grief, he was also shocked and ashamed to find out that the person he once loved was actually his master's Taoist partner.
What has he done? It's a heinous crime.
The rest of the people had dull looks on their faces, and something seemed to be collapsing in their eyes.
It felt like seeing the world changing, witnessing the change of dynasties, and the fall of immortals.
No matter how powerful a force or person is, there will come a day when they will decline.
The Nine Netherworld is about to change, and this time it is the darkest hour.
After Xi Lingyi and Lord Lingyun failed to save the situation, they stopped moving. They were the only ones left and could not be involved.
The Lord of the Silent Sword was also stopped by them.
Xi Lingyi looked at the half-human and half-ghost appearances of her mortal enemies, and her heart was in a trance with mixed feelings. The last remaining feeling was the sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's grief.
Don't worry, I will take good care of the power in my hands for you.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and it was eerie and deadly silent.
Gu Fusheng looked at the miserable Mo Huaizun and the others, and asked in confusion: "Father, is this love? You want to love even if you die. You know it's a dead end, but you still risk your life."
Lord Lingyun bowed his head and sighed: "True love is hard to find, and those who are willing to give up their lives for you are even rarer. You must not hold such expectations, and you must not be such a person."
In short, don't learn from their love-brained thinking.
Gu Fusheng glanced at the six people who were dying, one, two, three, four, five, and Lord Lingyun himself, and thought: Is that too few? More than half of the eight people in power are like this.
Her eyes swept across the cliff where the man was enduring pain, and she suddenly remembered something. When she was about to tell Lord Lingyun about it, she was interrupted by Lord Yinming Xie.
"No one rescued? It seems that Chaos Cliff is the burial place of the Six Beauties of Absolute Cliff, and the marriage room of the Evil Emperor Zhu Jiu and this poor monk."
There was no smug look on Yinming Xiezun's face, but his arrogance of crushing others increased instead of diminishing. He glanced towards the righteous side as if he was inspecting his own territory.
After saying this, the ten Yinming Evil Lords smiled faintly and chanted spells. Feng Zhiyi was powerless to resist, and his already transparent ghost body became even more ethereal.
Under the horrified gaze of the righteous side, it was gradually extinct and disappeared in the sunlight.
The wind stopped and the mind died.
Before his death, his clear and bright eyes fell on Yi Chi like a feather, filled with only strong reluctance and love.
The last ashes of the ghost body disappeared, like green smoke, just like the vague figure of Zhu Jiu walking slowly with an umbrella in the rainy alley of Jialan City six hundred years ago.
Suddenly.
The whole process was silent and shaking, and the wind was whistling, scraping my skin and pulling my muscles.
After admiring this beautiful scene, Yin Ming Xie Zun lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "Amitabha, Jia Lan Jianxian lit my Buddhist incense table with his death."
As he spoke, a wisp of evil black flame ignited at his fingertips and suddenly rushed up to the other half of Cang Ze's intact body.
Cangjie has half Fengwu blood, and ordinary fire cannot hurt him, unless it is the strange fire that is high on the ranking list.
Undead fire is one of them, and it is also an evil fire. It only has a very small chance of being born in a pit of corpses. The people who are burned will be infected with resentment and will be extremely painful before death.
The suddenly expanding black flames enveloped Cangjie, and his figure was twisted, crooked, convulsed, and frantic in the shadows.
The others were already howling in fear, but not a single sound came out of him.
The flame gradually faded, from hot to cold, and finally turned into a bean-sized spark and disappeared.
But that gentle and humble Cangjie left nothing behind.
he died.