Looking at the sword in the cold light

The corpse whose chest cavity was blown apart was horrible, no matter what the result was, Shang Yingluo was already the victorious one.Turning a deaf ear to Shang Yingluo's mocking sneer, Mi Da walked directly towards Gu Ling Shi Yan's body, he half knelt down and helped Gu Ling Shi Yan's upper body up, the huge blood hole in his chest was bleeding continuously, his face was ashen , the other party's blood stained his body, and within a few hours of separation, such an earth-shaking change occurred, and the two of them did not say a word, and he could not even recover from the shock. He lost so unexpectedly.

Mida lowered his head and saw the blood hole on Guling Shiyan's chest, he reached out to touch it, the place was bloody and sticky, and buried his head in Guling Shiyan's neck, a lifeless corpse, his Heart into ashes.For a short moment, when Mida raised his head again, there were two bloodstains at the corners of his eyes and cheeks, maybe it was stained with the blood of Guling Shiyan, or maybe it was his own.

Going through the knee sockets, he lifted the dead body of Guling Shiyan across his arms. Mida carried the corpse to the stone seat at the end of the road. put it on.The corpse was slightly tilted, Mi Da asked Gu Ling Shiyan to put his hand on the handrail, his body leaned a little towards the handrail, and the stone seat was also stained dark red with blood.

After putting down Guling Shiyan's body, Mida seemed to have recovered from the shock, but the murderous intent in his eyes was frenzied and tinged with grief, he was both sober and distraught, and sometimes fell into chaos.Slowly closed and loosened the hands that were covered with the blood of the ancient mausoleum, "Shang Yingluo... I regret not killing you before." Mida and the other side still looked at each other with sarcasm, and could never accept such a situation. In the end, the facts made it impossible for him to escape. It was the first time he knew the feeling of grief and heartbreak, he still didn't think about those people he had been hurting all the time, but regretted not killing Shang Yingluo.Mi Da leaned over to look at Gu Ling's dead face, and brushed his hand across Gu Ling's cheek: "My wife, Gu Ling."

Mida's figure beside the stone seat flashed, and with an afterimage, his figure came to the side of Bai Dai Kunwu who had fallen. He opened his hand, and the sword on the ground trembled and buzzed, and he floated to Mida's hand. Grabbing this wide-bladed sword, even if it wasn't his own, it was not easy to hold it.Mida wiped the bloody sword blade with his fingertips, a burst of purple glow burst out behind him, his robe flew up, and he walked slowly towards Chang Yingluo, there was no such strong grief in his tone, on the contrary, it was as resolute and resolute as if he was sinking the boat: "I'm fighting this battle for my wife... In just a moment, this place will be reduced to ashes, and everything will be wiped out!"

"Are you only thinking about yourself?" Shang Yingluo was still angry in her heart, and he didn't want to say anything to such an extremely selfish person, but he was still pestering him. He thought he was broad-minded, and blindly forbearance, but in the end nothing happened. , Regretted so much, I read so many scriptures, I originally wanted to influence others, but I didn't expect to be played around.

"Hahaha! Do you always think I'm ridiculous? I can't beat the three of you alone, and the three of you are equally ridiculous!" Chang Yingluo swept the hollow corpse on the ground with her hand holding the prayer beads, and The smoke from the ancient mausoleum finally stopped on Mi Da.He felt more and more ridiculous, but everyone was equally ridiculous, and he trembled with laughter. "Letting you kill Guling Shiyan without knowing it will certainly make you very painful, but it's a pity that you don't see any remorse for what you did to those people before."

Mida never felt that he had done any bad things before. In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with him, including everything that the ancient mausoleum had done, and Shang Yingluo was just something that was about to become ashes. "Ash, I don't want to continue this scene with you anymore... You have no power to fight back in front of me."

A dark flame ignited from the pool behind the stone seat, and soon swept the lotus and lotus leaves. The flame grew bigger and bigger, and soon covered the entire pool. The smell, the heat, blows like the wind in the holy pool.The quiet and mysterious holy pool suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames. The flames licked the edge of the road, and the dark brown water in the pool disappeared. There was only a piece of fire. There was the sound of the wall collapsing not far away. This place seemed to be trembling in the distance, ready to collapse at any moment.

Although Shang Yingluo knew what the result would be, she still wanted to struggle in the end. The surroundings became hot and everything was distorted, even the person opposite looked distorted.At this time, Shang Yingluo couldn't help but think about the moment when those people died, whether it was long or short. In the past, I saw many revered masters always looked peaceful when they passed away, which made Shang Yingluo extremely admired and fascinated, and waited for him to die. I don't know if I will be as peaceful as those masters.

The holy pool seems to have become a place of fighting and fighting, also like a guillotine.The Zen staff appeared beside Chang Yingluo. He was holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and a Zen staff in the other. Mida, who was holding a hundred generations of Kunwu, was still slowly approaching him, closed his eyes and silently recited a series of mantras, and said in a low voice, "Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

Chang Yingluo opened her arms, and the bottom of the Zen staff lightly hit the floor, golden light emitted from him, and an illusory figure of a Buddha statue appeared behind him, taller than him, the illusory body of the Buddha statue gradually disappeared, and the remaining two arms were still on Chang Yingluo Behind him, each holding his Dharma fingers, the slender golden light flashed slowly behind Chang Yingluo, making him look like the Buddha in the picture.The golden Buddha's light filled the place like sunlight, covering the dark flames, a piece of golden light, as if approaching the scorching sun.It was also like heavy rain, which actually suppressed the flames.

Through this dazzling Buddha light, Mida could vaguely see the figure of Shang Yingluo, and a dark flame was ignited on Baidai Kunwu. His figure with the sword rushed forward, and instantly attacked Chang Yingluo, who avoided it , the sword drew a semicircle, forming a cluster of semicircular dark flames, but it was quickly submerged by the Buddha's light.The Buddha's light made the sight blurred, and they were quite close, but the figure of Chang Yingluo became faintly visible.

Mida sneered, and put Bai Dai Kunwu on the ground, put one palm on the hilt of the sword, and shouted: "The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming, and the magic light shines everywhere!" Black mist emerged from his palm, winding around the sword in strands.

EMI Kunwu's black air is lingering, like a dark cloud, and traces of bloody light shine from the gaps in the fog.The blood waves on the ground rolled and spread out, covering the entire ground and pool of the holy pool.Chang Yingluo felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. The blood under her feet rose to her knees and splashed on him too. Other colors twist into various irregular patterns.

In addition to these gloomy and brilliant brilliance, Chang Yingluo also saw herself looking up, as well as the rolling waves of blood, and the huge, boundless mirror at the top completely reflected the bottom, everything was in the smoke Hazy is unreserved and inescapable in the mirror, together with this world where true and false are difficult to distinguish.It is clearly the same scene in the mirror, but it looks like another world.

Mida's figure has been hidden in the magic light. Chang Yingluo looks around, but he still can't see Mida's figure, but he has a feeling that it will appear from somewhere.It was almost the same as last time, and sure enough, I saw the tip of the sword shining with cold light from the mist, but the sword turned into Baidai Kunwu, and Mida swooped down from above holding the sword.It was still such a seemingly simple move, and Shang Yingluo felt even more oppressed, perhaps in the magic light, that cold light was getting closer and closer, and that face only had an expression that was bound to kill him, without any more emotions up.He was about to bid farewell to this cruel world, but Shang Yingluo didn't want the sword to pierce through his body, so she rallied her whole life to resist.

The chain of the beads was broken, and the beads scattered around. Chang Yingluo raised her palm with one hand and waved her Zen staff.A white magic circle revolved around Chang Yingluo, and lotus flowers surrounded him. The white light illuminated the area in the magic light, and the blood under his feet also receded.Mida, who swooped down, did not directly penetrate Shang Yingluo's chest like last time, the sword blade brushed against Shang Yingluo's upper arm, and Shang Yingluo dodged, but only made a deep gash in her upper arm.

Mida turned his back to Shang Yingluo, lowered the sword in his hand, already with an expression of ending.The larger white light at the bottom of Chang Yingluo's feet was still turning slowly. He heard the sound of the mirror above breaking. He held his injured arm and looked up at the top. His body leaned back slightly. The mirror above reflected his current figure. But he vaguely saw the shadow of his past, the past self and the present superimposed together, the mirror emitted a soft and bright white light, which was the holy light he yearned for, and the white light projected from above echoed the one under his feet.

There was a long crack in the mirror, and Chang Yingluo lowered her hand covering her arm, looking up slightly like this, with a final crisp sound, the upper lens broke and fell off, and the colorful light from the water chestnut corners blinded his eyes for a moment, Huge and sharp mirror shards pierced through Chang Yingluo's chest from above.

Mida heard Shang Yingluo's short and powerless wailing, he turned around, the sea of ​​blood and magic light also subsided, Mida took a few steps closer, and his figure appeared in Shang Yingluo's eyes leaning back, There was no blood or tears in those dry eyes, and they could still move weakly, with their mouths open.

The huge mirror shard was much taller than Chang Yingluo, nailing him to the ground in a posture of leaning back and looking up, pierced from his chest to his abdomen.Mida saw the slightly rising and falling abdomen, and the light under Chang Yingluo's feet flickered as he gasped weakly.Mi Da stared at Chang Yingluo's neck, turned Bai Dai Kunwu in his hand, and swung the sword to cut down neatly from the top of the neck. The blood spurting from the neck spilled all over his body, and his face was also stained with mottled blood.Chang Yingluo's head hit the ground with a muffled sound, rolled to the side a few times and then stopped.

The chest that was still rising and falling just now also stopped, and the dark flames burned again. The things in the pool had been burned up, and they tried hard to climb onto the road.Mi Da came to the side of the stone seat, picked up the dead body of Guling Shiyan, and disappeared into a ray of light.

There was only a sea of ​​flames left in the holy pool, and ashes and sparks were flying in all directions, jubilantly, and the flames spread to the corpse of Shang Yingluo who was nailed to the ground, and soon enveloped the corpse of Shang Yingluo.

Dawn broke in the sky outside, the dark clouds in the dark night gradually dissipated, the snow stopped and the wind stopped, and a corner of the sun appeared in the distant sky, giving the white snow a glimmer of life.However, the Buddha Town is lifeless and lifeless, only a piece of blood red.There are dead bodies in front of the gate of Foxiang, and the dried blood stains will not disappear for a long time.

There was still some faint white mist, but it was already clearly visible. Mi Da's figure emerged from the white mist, and he walked out of the Buddha Town holding the dead body of Guling Shiyan.

The sun that just appeared was a little reddish, and the purple bamboo forest in front of the gate of Foxiang was a bit horrible, with many bamboos lying upside down.Mi Da walked into the bamboo forest, stepping over the bamboos that fell on the ground, he caught sight of Guling Shiyan's corpse flickering from the corner of his eye, he stopped, and put Guling Shiyan's corpse down against the bamboo, it was thick and soft The snow sank down.The corpse flashed faster and faster, but still remained motionless. Mida was half kneeling, the white snow under his knees was as thick and soft as a quilt, he took Guling Shiyan into his arms, and held Guling Shiyan's hand .After a flash of light, the corpse turned into a puff of green smoke. At first glance, one thought it was a human figure composed of green smoke. The dead body of Guling Shiyan became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into blue smoke and drifted around with the slight cold wind. .Mida felt that the hand he was holding was also light, and it dissipated like the wind, leaving behind a ring.

After the corpse of Guling Shiyan dissipated with the wind, the ring engraved with the name of Guling Shiyan glowed warmly in Mida's hand. His heart was blank and empty. He shook hands. ring, when I open my hand again.The ring turned into dots of green light, flying around like fireflies. He squeezed his fingers together again, trying to catch the green light that was about to fly away in his palm, and the green light floated out through his fingers. gone With the Wind.

"Dirty world." Mida stood up and continued to walk forward. The black mist spread from his body and swept around. After walking a few steps, he finally looked back at the place where the ancient mausoleum disappeared, where nothing but bamboo and snow ,Nothing at all.

The black mist shrouded the place like a dark night, and the sun that had just appeared for a long time was also covered. The ground shook and cracked, and the Buddha Town sank, and the ground of the purple bamboo forest soon cracked, and the ground also collapsed. Going down, the figure of Mida in the black mist in front of him gradually faded away, looming.

Mida's back disappeared, and the abyss formed by the collapse of the ground was entangled with the black mist.

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