The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Master withered body is very compassionate, but not stupid.

He knew that people like Zhang Huitian would definitely not let the first sons of Jinghuazong.

The first son of Jinghua Zong is an extremely talented person, and he is still a sword repairman, if he does not kill him.

I am afraid that in the future, no one can predict what will happen.

This way, he needed the protection of the Confucian School and Dahe School. As long as he returned to Sensoji Temple, Zhang Huitian had a hundred courage and did not dare to go wild.

Because Sensoji Temple was the place where a holy monk once passed away.

The saint monk's vein has long since opened its branches and scattered its leaves, and has become a very special branch of Buddhism.

It is called "Evil Tu" and advocates killing and saving the world.

They practice, kill a small number of people, save most of them, and walk in the world.

These violent monks rarely appear in this small place on the Central Yuan mainland.

But every ten years, they will come back to worship.

If these monks discover that Zhang Huitian dared to let the Holy Land be stained with blood, I am afraid that he would not have to do it if he hit the Sect Master this day.

This is also an important reason why Zhang Huitian didn't dare to turn his face with the dead master.

"let's go!"

Meng Fan kept urging, and everyone wept loudly and reluctantly left Shuiyueshan and their home.

Soon after, Bai Ziyan turned back, his hands covered with mud.

She plunged into the small palace, looked at Shui Shengsheng who was holding Xiao Chen, and smiled slightly, a little miserable.

"Shengsheng, home is gone."

Shui Shengsheng raised his red and swollen eyes to look at Bai Ziyan, his mouth opened, not knowing what to say.

"They want us to hand over the dust."

Hearing this, Shui Shengsheng looked like an angry tiger, and his face became savage.

How can you hand over your own children?

"I have only one choice, to die here with Jinghuazong, with Chenchen."

Bai Ziyan stretched out her hand and motioned to Shui Shengsheng to hand over Xiao Chen to herself.

Shui Shengsheng looked at Bai Ziyan stupidly: "Is there no choice? You can change it! Replace Chenchen's life with my life."

Bai Ziyan shook his head and forcibly pulled Xiao Chen out of Shui Shengsheng's arms.

"I should have died here." Bai Ziyan smiled, holding Xiao Chen and strode away.

Shui Shengsheng burst into tears and rushed out with Bai Ziyan.

...

Zhang Huitian looked at Xiao Chen in Bai Ziyan's arms, with a look of greed that could not be concealed in his eyes.

He had already learned from Jun Wuxian that Xiao Chen had the law of resurrection from the dead.

The allure of the law of resurrection can make Zhang Huitian take a risk for it.

Even if Xiao Chen ran away again this time, he still had sufficient ways to deal with it.

"Give it to me!"

Zhang Huitian couldn't wait to stretch out his hand.

The elders who hadn't left yet secretly called out their flying swords.

Bai Ziyan's character could not be clear to them. She let the first child of the sect leave, but she didn't plan to leave Jinghuazong alive.

And they stayed, naturally they wanted to live and die with Jinghuazong.

Bai Ziyan's face was gloomy, and a bit of cold light suddenly appeared.

Hanmang zoomed in extremely quickly, turned into a sword aura, and slashed towards Zhang Huitian.

All of a sudden, Zhang Huitian messed up his hands and feet, and a golden Panlong seal appeared in Zhang Huitian's hands.

Jin Yin shot out in a hurry, blocking the sword energy.

Zhang Huitian's figure retreated extremely quickly, very embarrassed.

Steady his figure, Zhang Huitian asked in anger, "Bai Ziyan, what do you mean?"

"It's boring." Bai Ziyan pointed to a sword, and the white flying sword rushed towards Zhang Huitian.

"Amitabha."

The grand Buddha horn sounded, and circles of golden ripples burst out.

The silhouette of Master Withered suddenly moved out, blocking Feijian.

The small white sword penetrated the shoulder of the Withered Master, and blood poured out like a fountain.

After being blocked by Master Withered, White Little Sword ran out of energy and returned to Bai Ziyan halfway.

"Master." Bai Ziyan frowned.

The Withered Master said with compassion and compassion: "White donor, why bother to go this extreme way."

Golden ripples and the magnificent Buddha's horn passed through Xiao Chen's body, and Xiao Chen, who had been silly and silly, woke up at this moment.

"Mum...uuu~"

Seeing Bai Ziyan, Xiao Chen burst into tears.

What happened at Liufeng City at night kept flashing back in Xiao Chen's mind.

Bai Ziyan hugged Xiao Chen distressedly, and gently patted him on the back: "Chen Chen is not afraid, not afraid."

"A lot of people, a lot of blood..." Xiao Chen said incoherently.

At this moment, the golden seal of one party was slammed on the head, and the wind rose suddenly, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Zhang Huitian's indifferent voice sounded: "Since you don't know what is good or bad, then go to death!"

"No." The golden light on the body of Master Withered was violent, and a majestic golden lion rushed out, smashing the golden seal a bit.

"Lion seal." Zhang Huitian's expression was startled. "This kind of supernatural powers of Buddhism, I never thought this old bald donkey would be good, I am afraid his strength is not below me."

Master Withered Body basically has no record of shooting, and the world has no intuitive feelings about his strength.

But the old monk looked so kind, and the world did not rank his strength too high.

It seems that the strength of this old monk is probably on the same level as Zhang Huitian.

"Old monk, what do you mean?" Zhang Huitian asked angrily.

Master withered body shook his head: "This child, according to my observation, is already an ordinary person."

Zhang Huitian's teeth were itchy, wishing to catch Xiao Chen right now, and to force him to question the method of resurrection.

But I have to say something else: "Ordinary people? Ordinary people don't have to pay for their lives? How can I rest in peace with millions of creatures in Windy City?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen trembled all over, a million creatures, what does this mean? That is the real hell, Shura Field.

Master Withered was a little speechless, and was influenced by the group of violent monks.

He himself did not agree with this, and put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha.

To kill is to kill, and you should pay the price. If you kill a million creatures, you can just put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Then the person who said this is the biggest demon.

The Withered Master sighed and shook his head: "White donors, millions of creatures, after all, need to rest in peace."

Bai Ziyan's face was cold, and the sword energy slashed out: "My son is not at fault."

Bai Ziyan's action instantly ignited the gunpowder, and a chaotic battle broke out in an instant.

In addition to the Withered Master, Zhang Huitian's four great powers in the Realm of Annihilation also found Bai Ziyan, hoping to kill her in the shortest possible time.

After all, a sword repairer in the Realm of Oblivion, the lethality in this chaotic battle is too great.

The other elders of Jinghua Sect faced the thousands of elites.

The entire Shuiyueshan was flattened instantly, and terrifying wind, fire and thunder and lightning rose here.

The earth trembles ceaselessly.

Soon Jinghuazong came to the point where almost the entire army was destroyed.

In the end, only one corpse was left.