Chapter 191: Hustle and punish, Xuanpao people appear

The swordsmith told Sun Lichai, "Don't think that you will be fine if you kill Xiangshu. It is even more terrifying that it is that person."
"Which person?"
The swordsmith no longer spoke, and returned to Zhulu with Xu Xiangong.
Sun Lichai held the Fuyu Divine Sword and pressed her palm against the icy spine of the sword, as if this could comfort the decisive girl.
She walked out of Yanxuan Valley calmly.
The little monk looked around at Taniguchi.
He glanced at Sun Lichai in surprise.
"Huanxin benefactor, it's amazing to choose such a path." The little monk bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name.
Sun Lichai gently swung a sword.
The head flutters.
The vertical hole of the little monk's eyebrows suddenly opened, and a huge demon leaned out, "What a great girl! Even the most proud incarnation of this seat is not your enemy!"
Sun Lichai's eyebrows flickered and her heart flashed, her figure turned into a meteor and flew away from here.
The real body of Xiangshu looked around with dozens of eyes, but he couldn't see Sun Lichai who was protected by the pure land, so he could only roar in vain.
Tens of miles away, the epiphany disappeared, Sun Lichai kept walking, and behind her came a mocking ridicule: "Run! Unless you never stop, you won't be able to hide from this seat!"
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End of heaven and earth.
The rotating turned into a light mirror, and Lu Zhengkang sat behind the mirror.
Sun Lichai arrived here.
"He is here too."
When Lu Zhengkang heard the words, he nodded, and saw the incarnation of Xiangshu who was chasing after him on the sea.
So he unfolded the gold paper scroll in his hand, and shook the real body of Xiangshu against the incarnation.
"Roar--! Impossible! Who are you!" The first time the incarnation saw the real body, it was collected into gold paper, as if a drop of water returned to the sea and merged into the real body.
The real body absorbed the memory of the avatar, and could not help but yelled, "Idiot! Idiot! How can you not do these little things..." Lu Zhengkang was not interested in listening to him scolding himself, so Shi Shiran rolled the gold paper again.
Sun Lichai breathed a sigh of relief, and the journey was finally completed.
She looked at the light mirror in front of her and stepped over to the end.
The nine reincarnations are not just for this step.
She lingered here, and Lu Zhengkang did not urge.
"Lu Yuan, the heart-warming foster father said, tell me to be careful of him."
"he?"
"Don't you know who it is?"
"I know a lot of things, but there are a lot of things I don't know." Lu Zhengkang's tone is very flat, as an incarnation, his abilities are indeed limited.
"Can you save Huanxin?"
"It didn't work, but now it can."
"Why?" Sun Lichai was surprised when she got an unexpected answer.
"Now that the fruit is ripe, I just need to plant the tree."
"Do you want reversal as cause?"
"You are going to do this." Lu Zhengkang looked at Sun Lichai's eyes, as calm and gentle as when they first saw him.
"Luyuan, you are so kind."
"Chai, goodbye."
Sun Lichai smiled gently, holding the sword, and stepping into the light mirror.
...
In a long river, Sun Lichai lost her body, and she was engulfed by the rapids and went downstream.
However, at this time, the epiphany of her eyebrows closed a little bit, then fell off, fell into the river of years, upstream.
...
The people in the Pure Land heard about this final battle, so they ran out to watch.
They hid in the extreme north and the South China Sea, and gave way to the east and west. They also knew that this kind of battle at the level of gods and demons would be a huge risk even to watch.
In the depths of the East China Sea, a woman with a sword flew out of the light mirror. She shouted and threw the Fuyu Divine Sword into the sky.
Moshenshu took the initiative to reach out and took the sword, as if holding a little starlight, and the magnificent colors burst into the godless eyes, just like a stone bead painting, a magical brush.
The dead in the wild, has recovered!
Shu's eyes blinked, and he carefully surveyed the world he had reunited after a long time.
This is his last observation.
Lu Zhengkang threw out gold paper, and burned into ashes in mid-air. Xiangshu really got out of his troubles and turned into an indomitable giant. His waist was buried in the clouds, and even the deep East China Sea only flooded his ankles.
"This seat must slaughter the mundane things! The new era returns to the beginning, slays immortals and annihilates the Buddha, destroys the orthodoxy, and breaks your foundation!"
Lu Zhengkang laughed loudly, "You better take care of yourself!"
Demon Shenshu opened his eight arms, spanning thousands of miles, and firmly grasped the pivot, and then the two hands that were free immediately pierced his chest.
"Ah! It's you!!! It's you!!!"
Shu was indifferent, cut open the chest and abdomen of Xiang Shu with both hands, trying his best to open it, nine spiritual lights flew out from it, correction and correction.
It is the blade of the remaining nine divine swords.
The screams of the screaming are continuous, but with such injuries, the spirit inside is emptied, and now he can only die in the screams.
The gushing black blood turned into a heavy rain on earth.
The crowd around the audience saw the blood rain raging and turned into a torrent of destruction, and they did not dare to stay in the world anymore, hiding in the pure land, and at the same time brought back news of victory. The world is boiling.
Moshenshu closed his eyes and bathed in his own victory. This boundless rain of blood ~EbookFREE.me~ was like the heavy rain in Kunlun when he was beheaded.
Loosening the shriveled corpse, Demon Shenshu sighed slightly, and the boundless stars that made up his body returned to the sky.
He rested.
Sun Lichai looked at this scene and blinked gently.
The look on her face became immature a little bit.
"Huh? What's the matter? It's so dark."
It's Fu Xixi.
The little girl scratched her head, looked at the starry sky, giggling, "It's beautiful! Let the Taoist priests come and see it together!"
She stood on the top of a lonely mountain on an island, and the turbid blood of the pivot turned into a black ocean current that kept scouring around the island, ultimately unable to endanger the life on the island.
The sound of the tidal crash is pleasing to the ear.
There was a flash of light on the side of his feet, a mirror appeared, and two men arguing with each other came out.
It is Taoist and swordsman.
"Little girl!" They greeted with a grin.
"Okay! You secretly play with me behind your back! People are not happy duck!"
"Hahaha!" The two looked at the charming and charming, and laughed at each other.
"Huh, wait!" Fu Xixi frowned and took out a huge fruit from the purse on her waist.
"What is this?" the swordsman asked.
"I don't know, but I feel so kind!"
"This is fruit?" The Taoist scratched his head.
"Let's find a place to plant it and see if it will sprout." Fu Xixi made a final decision.
"I listen to you!"
Lu Zhengkang smiled and looked down at the world. His task was basically completed.
However, at this moment, the corpse of Xiangshu suddenly shrank, and the huge body, as large as a mountain, shrank to an eight-foot tall man.
Wearing a mysterious robe and holding a black knife.
His eyes were squinting, anger swallowing the world.
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