Chapter 117

Bai Zi's eyebrows were full of compassion. Although the people in Yixiao Pavilion died young for generations, most of them started and ended well. Dongfang Yuqing was defeated by Mo Yan's most powerful move, from his limbs to his bones, from his skin to his muscles and bones, and broke little by little. His body seemed to be placed in a meat grinder, and his death was extremely painful and terrifying.

But what he thought about before his death would still scare Hua Qiangu, telling her not to open her eyes, and begging herself to give him a decent feeling, and not let Hua Qiangu's heart break again because of his death.

But he underestimated how important he was in Hua Qiangu's heart. He thought that if he didn't look at it or think, he could think that nothing had happened? If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would think that he was not dead, but had just disappeared for a while, and would he come back one day?

Hua Qiangu sat on the ground so quietly, without any anger, like a corpse. His eyes were opened with a straight look, watching the crystal fragments in his palm slowly float into the air like dandelions, and then disappeared without a trace.

Bai Zihua looked at her, feeling heartbroken and unbearable, and sighed in a low voice.

"Love separation, hate meeting, and return to the west, and there is nothing like this. It's just a blank look and a illusion."

Hua Qiangu sneered in her heart. How could he understand her pain, her persistence, and her unregret? She doesn't have his ability. She can cruelly hurt those who love her, or watch them die without being moved.

At this point, she was powerless to do anything for Dongfang. The only thing she could do was kill Mo Yan and avenge Dongfang!

A purple light surged in Yaochi, and everyone could hardly open their eyes.

Hua Qiangu rushed towards Mo Yan as if he was crazy, and the demonic energy spread everywhere along the wound. Mo Yan retreated repeatedly under the powerful rapid attack. Looking at Hua Qiangu's eyes' blood was so full of fear. The lightsword slashed at him one by one, and the fire was splattering everywhere. Hua Qiangu wanted him to suffer without hitting the vital point. First, he destroyed his left hand, and the flesh on his palm was picked off one by one by one by her, and the white bones could be seen faintly.

"Xiao Gu!" Bai Zihua shouted in horror. Seeing that she was extremely sad and hated, she fell into the devil's way. The color of her eyes became more and more purple, chaotic and shiny, and her whole body was filled with a strange aura of crazy and bloodthirsty.

Bai Zihua silently recited the spell and formed seals with both hands, but the thunderous power in her body had begun to gradually become uncontrollable. Once she broke through, with the resentment she was full of now, she would definitely be suffering from the creatures.

The seal backfires, and blood slowly flowed out of the corner of Bai Zihua's mouth. The immortals worked together, but were all shaken by Hua Qiangu. She did not dodge or defend, but just chased Mo Yan and tortured him cruelly, wanting to make him die worse than death. Even if there was a sword slashing on her body occasionally, she seemed to have no consciousness, and she did not dodge or dodge.

Mo Yan's face became paler and pale. Suddenly, Hua Qiangu also used a blow like him, wanting him to die under his own tricks.

"Xiao Gu!" Bai Zihua pushed him away, blocked Hua Qiangu, and shouted.

Hua Qiangu's palm stopped one foot away from Baizi.

“Get out of here!”

Seeing Hua Qiangu's whole body trembling, her face seemed even more terrifying because of the demonization. Bai Zihua frowned and tried her best to block her demonic power again.

"If you want to kill someone, kill me first." Bai Zihua looked at her coldly, as if she had seen her through it.

The scene was reversed from the moment before. But Bai Zihua was able to attack her just now, so how could she do it?

"Get out of here!" Hua Qiangu roared again, feeling that Bai Zihua was strengthening her seal. She clenched her fists and used her own force to prevent him from succeeding.

A big battle gradually evolved into a competition between their master and disciple on the power of sealing the demon god.

The five stars gradually disappeared in the sky, and if they didn't die, they would be noisy. Mo Yan and the immortals had all surrounded Zhu Ran at this time. How could Zhu Ran and others be their opponents? Seeing that they were about to lose, Hua Qiangu was anxious. He shouted loudly, and did his best to lure the demon power out of it. However, Bai Zihua's body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his body was shaking and falling down.

"Master!" Hua Qiangu's eyes instantly returned to black, and he hurriedly supported him, but he had not yet stood firm. Bai Zihua's right palm slapped her Tianling Cover, and there was another blood-colored seal on his palm.

Hua Qiangu was stunned and stood there stupidly, feeling dizzy, and all his strength was instantly pulled away. His legs became weak and he fell to his knees in front of Bai Zi.

A trace of pain flashed in Bai Zihua's eyes. She gritted her teeth, but reached out and pointed it into the acupoints around her. In order to prevent her from running wild again, the immortal power condensed into silk and entered her body, locking all her joints firmly.

Hua Qiangu looked at him in disbelief, depressed and had nothing to say. He could only watch others start another battle for Nan Wuyue. But without Sha Qianmo, Dongfang Yuqing, and Hua Qiangu, in the end, Nan Wuyue fell into the hands of the fairy world.

"Sister Hua--" Nan Wuyue cried and shouted. Hua Qiangu tried desperately to reach out to him, but could only fall to the ground weakly.

Mo was seriously injured, but he knew that it was not the time to be accused of Hua Qiangu, so he had to execute Namoyue at the last moment. In the melee, Namoyue was taken to Jianmu again. Soon, a raging sky fire ignited on the water surface under his feet.

Seeing Na Wuyue struggling and crying in the fire, Hua Qiangu's heart was like a knife, but he could do nothing more.

The young figure twisting in the fire of Na Wuyue in pain slowly turned into a charming young man as the sky fire grew stronger. As if he could not feel the pain anymore, he chuckled and looked down at the Yaochi.

"It's only a little bit late, Bai Zihua, I didn't expect you to ruin my good things again."

Bai Zihua seemed to look at him as expected and said nothing.

Nam Wuyue's figure slowly faded, but her weird smile still remained: "Don't think that killing me will bring peace to the world. Things won't end so easily. Bai Zihua, wait and see. Nothing can escape from my control. Even if I die, I will definitely not be able to live in these six realms. Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

The young man's figure transformed back to the young Namoyue. People have good and evil thoughts, and demon gods also have good and evil sides. Hua Qiangu educated the young Namoyue too kindly and purely, so that the evil side accumulates fate into another personality. The essence of the demon god is to destroy and destroy everything. What happened today was that when Namoyue had no choice but to give the power of the demon god to Hua Qiangu, he had already planned it.

So no matter what, he could only kill Namoyue and lead his kind soul into the cycle of reincarnation.

With a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the five stars suddenly burst into a huge light, combined with the sky thunder, gathering into a dazzling golden light, and accurately struck Nan Wuyue.

"Sister..." Nan Wuyue let out his last cry, and the true body of the demon god instantly turned into clouds and mist. Only a little blood was left on Jianmu.

Hua Qiangu looked up at the sky with a stern and sad wailing sound, and the earth began to shake violently.

The five-star light suddenly dimmed and slowly disappeared into the sky. The demon god was finally destroyed before the end of the five-star sun.

Bai Zi drew his sleeves and flew around, and took his own initiative to collect Namoyue's soul. However, he saw that the bare Jianmu began to slowly pull out the green branches and quickly stretched and spread into the sky.

Jianmu is rejuvenating?

All the immortals looked up at the sky in surprise, and the earth was still shaking.

"Xiao Gu!" Bai Zihua looked at Hua Qiangu in shock.

Her mourning voice had changed into a sad laugh, but it was still very sad. Looking up at the sky, her face was covered with blood and tears.

Killing his sister will never wake up, Dongfang and Xiaoyue are both dead. Everyone is killed by her. Hua Qiangu's laughter continues, and the pain is extremely sad, and the listeners are moved. The immortals' faces are filled with tears.

"Stop Xiao Gu!" Bai Zihua shouted loudly, trying to get close to her but was bounced away by the invisible wall of light.

It seemed like a catastrophe of Gonggong knocking down Buzhou Mountain again. The wind and clouds were surging, and the sky was extremely dark, as if it was about to collapse. The sun, moon and stars were like projectiles, pouring into a crowded place, as if a hole had been broken in the sky.

A long time later, when everyone recalled the situation at that time, they were still afraid.

In just a moment - Kunlun Mountains are slumped and Yao Pond is exhausted.

What kind of power can invert all things in the world?

No one can forget Hua Qiangu's extremely terrifying face, full of blood and tears, and the despairing laugh and hoarse howl.

How can a person feel so painful that he will become like that?

There were clouds in ancient times,

God cries, heaven and earth are sad, and the sun and the moon are weeping.

The world collapsed.

During that battle, there was a bloody rain on earth for three months and it did not stop.

Until the end, Bai Zihua finally broke through Hua Qiangu's barrier despite her serious injuries and hugged her tremblingly in her arms.

"Xiaogu! They are dead!"

Hua Qiangu looked at Bai Zihua blankly, and finally calmed down, but pushed away from his arms and fell to the ground, curled up into a small ball.

At that moment, both of them were heartbroken.

Bai Zihua took out a white porcelain bottle from her arms, and Hua Qiangu was speechless, turned into a light smoke, and flew into the bottle.

Dongfang said to her last before her death.

Don't die-

Tangbao was taken care of by Luo Shiyi, Qingshui had Xuanyuan Lang, and now, there was nothing she could do to worry about. What does it matter if she was dead or alive?

Bai Zihua put the bottle in his arms, and his eyes no longer had the calmness and clarity of the past. He finally took her away with his own hands.

There is no more beautiful scenery in Yaochi around you. The prosperous scenery of the past has become empty, but now only ruins are left.

"Junior brother! You have seen all these disasters. Hua Qiangu must not stop killing you! Do you have to soften your heart again?"

Bai Zihua looked at him coldly, with no emotion in his eyes, but Mo Yan couldn't help but feel guilty. It's time, and he has done everything he shouldn't have done. Could he still settle the score with him?

"Who poured her heartless pool water?" A faint sentence was clearly asking for guilt. Ni Mantian, who was so scared that he was extremely proud, almost knelt down on the ground.

"I ask, who is it?" Bai Zihua looked around the disciple for a week, and everyone seemed to be invisible under his eyes.

Ni Mantian knew that he might have figured out how he could hide it. He felt panic in his heart and fell to the ground.

"That night, you didn't have my permission. Did you ruin her face when you went to see her?" Bai Zihua's voice was still as dull as usual, but everyone around her had a cold war.

Ni Mantian trembled all over. Master is still thinking about helping Hua Qiangu avenge? No! No! The Buddha and Dad are both here. Even if he really takes his anger on him, he will not really do anything to himself.

Seeing this, Mo Yan said angrily: "I poured the water from the heartless pool. If she hadn't had a ghost in her heart, how could it become that virtue?"

Bai Zihua didn't look at him, but just approached Ni Mantian step by step, and Ni Qianzhang was in a panic in front of his daughter.

"As long as she is my disciple of Changliu for one day, she must abide by the rules of my sect."

Bai Zi's eyes were not blinking, and his hands raised his sword and fell. Ni Mantian's left hand had been cut off by him.

"How many have you committed? I won't say that you know in your heart. You will punish you for being in a quiet room for seven years and you will not take a step."

Ni Qianzhang stood there motionless, trembling with anger. He didn't even see clearly how Bai Zihua drew his sword.

Ni Mantian only saw his arm falling down, and he didn't even feel the pain. After a moment, he screamed and fainted.

Everyone took a few steps back, one by one, they were dumbfounded. Bai Zihua was crazy, and even Bai Zihua was crazy...

Mo Yan glared at him with anger, his expression and behavior changed nothing, but it seemed that everything was different.

"You want to vent and do your best to come to me! You know that everything is my commander behind the scenes!"

Bai Zihua turned around suddenly and raised his sword to Mo Yan, but the next moment he loosened his hand and the Hengshuang sword fell to the ground. Mo Yan was shocked and looked at Bai Zihua's cold eyes.

Maybe he was thinking, but he couldn't.

The white Gong Yu flew out, circled in the air for half a circle and then fell to the ground.
To be continued...