PFC Chapter 659 The lotus is pure (page 12)
Chapter 659 The lotus is pure (page 12)
Those who fall in love have no regrets but have no time to look back. They can't ask for a fleeting moment, and they can't fight for ten thousand years of attachment.
Those who are caught in the calamity of death cannot escape the weary heart of the people regardless of life and death. They can only sigh that the floating life is like dust and dew, and it is difficult to appreciate the dimness of the way of heaven.
In the sky, there is one person and one ghost. All of you have let go of everything and devoted all your efforts to the fight in front of you. It seems that everything else has lost its meaning.
But he wants to be trapped by love, and even more greedy by life. In this boundless sky, in this passing water of spring and autumn, he shows his murderous intention.
This is the emperor's obsession, and it is also the delusion of gods and demons. It is a choice and persistence that is more difficult than life and death.
The small world here is like a trap set by each other for each other. Gods and demons are fighting here. Only when one party has achieved purity and freedom can the next chapter of the world structure be opened.
Seeing the fierce and powerful Blood Lotus Holding the Sky, Jiang Moshu couldn't help but smile slightly, but he felt a sense of calmness in his sadness. This wonderful scene in front of him seemed a bit familiar.
Back then, when I used my body as bait, I was beaten to death by Emperor Lian Dai in the void. I had traveled so many roads, done so many things, and fallen into the trap of killing so many great powers who had been watching for a long time. , and finally returned to the starting point.
However, Emperor Lian Dai is no longer the Zi Zi Lian Dai of the past, and he is no longer just the silent sword of the past. Today is just like then, Xing Tian is holding the bright moon ax and a shield as strong as a mountain, but against the fighting bodies of gods and demons, On top, there were countless hideous wounds.
The heart of killing is not old, and the killing is smooth and carefree. The only cause and effect is tired, so what words can't be eliminated, why not smile or be lonely.
"Speaking of which, during the battle in Xutian, Emperor Lianda once asked me for a cup of tea, but I didn't give it! So, I won't give you what you want, whether it's Qilin or Heaven and Earth!"
Jiang Moshu stood quietly in the sky and smiled tenderly. There was no pride like a golden jade unicorn, no madness like a murderous ghoul, and no cunning calculations like a jade trick. He was just like an ordinary person in the mundane world. A common scholar only has a pair of gentle and firm eyebrows.
Xingtian roared and went up against the beast, the bright moon's ax light slashed down violently, the falling clouds were flying in the dance, the passing years were drunk in the dance, the world was pitiful in the dance, and the monster was shattered in the dance.
Boom!
The light of the ax was extremely bright, and the sky seemed to be trembling when it was struck, and the infinite magic light was scattered and shot out in all directions, as if it was the most ferocious and stubborn person in the world, vowing to defy heaven and kill the saint, and everyone in the world was murderous, blazing.
The blood lotus in the sky is so touching, like a gentle lover, the petals of the blood lotus are wrapped around it softly and weakly, like a beauty intoxicated by the beauty, indulging in it.
Bie Muhe put his hands on his waist and stared at the ferocious killing scene with a smile, as if he was calmly appreciating this rare beauty.
The light that comes from the lotus transforms into the wonderful appearance of countless human beings. Are you ruthless to reward it, or are you passionate to hurt it?
The sky shows the appearance of a unicorn, crossing the field of Shura in heaven and earth, inviting you to have a hearty love. Who in the world can be worthy of being your lover?
The tangible and insubstantial illusion of blood lotus has penetrated the place where the killing was taking place, and is eroding towards the place where Jiang Moshu stands, slowly and unpleasantly, but irresistibly.
"Jingxing, it was very difficult for you to avoid this wonderful Blood Lotus Land back then. Now I have made great progress. You should taste it again so that I can live up to my sincerity." ." The Demon Mother smiled coquettishly, and her charming little chant contained supreme demonic nature. Compared with the moving sounds of nature, she was more ethereal and lingering, making people feel mesmerized.
Jiang Moshu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly, "Compared to the Emperor Lian Dai back then, Bie Muhe, you are really amazing at being able to distinguish yourself as a cardinal in Lian Dai's magic."
Purple and green sword energy suddenly appeared around him, slashing out mercilessly towards all the eroding magical signs.
As soon as the two phases come into contact, it is like a thunderous wrath. Regardless of the enchantment of a witch, the shyness of a fairy, the majesty of the world, the majesty of the heavenly sect, or even those who practice alone in the mountains, the extremely terrifying killing charm will destroy them without distinction.
Since Jiang Moshu chose to condense his murderous nature to the end, he naturally cut off the possibility of other paths for himself. Therefore, he did not take the innate Qi Yuan Fei, so he did not take the Tushita Fire.
In the midst of a catastrophe and struggle, only by surviving the present can you be qualified to talk about the future!
Since victory or defeat can be determined by the blade, he will never mind if the sword in his hand is sharper, nor if the gods and demons behind him are more ferocious.
When you cut off, you cut off, when you cut off, you cut off. This is a wise move and a happy thing! If you want to be lazy and carefree in this world, you must dye yourself with the blood of demons.
"When Jingxing takes it seriously, he really looks very ruthless." Bie Muhe's eyes were as misty as silk, and he narrowed his mouth slightly, "Right now, you have already become a Qilin demon, and it's all right. It only takes one thought. , this world is yours, and my lineage of Zizhen is also in your palm."
There was no hint of a joke in her words, the gleaming murderous rhyme was simply shocking, so terrifying that it was so flawless that it even touched the magic of Lian Dai, making the whole world seem to tremble with fear.
Blood Sea Shura Dao, is there someone in the world who plans to pass it through? That is to cultivate the path of demonic nature without any worries. If you are not careful, you will make mistakes. Even among the countless demons in the world, it is extremely rare to achieve such a wonderful thing.
One may become a hungry ghost, one may become a bladed Buddha, one may become a proud man, or one may become a mad demon...
His own Jingxing actually walked on this bridge of life and death with his own exploration. Even with such a solid foundation, the road ahead is not skewed at all...
A huge crisis arose in Bie Muhe's demon consciousness. This was Lian Dai's magical warning to her. Even if she wanted to die with her sweetheart, she must go all out.
Unexpectedly, over the years, he had put in all his life and hard work, and Jingxing had not relaxed at all. They say that lovers will feel like they have known each other, and it is indeed true.
Xingtian's fighting spirit became more intense, like the turbid wine with a hundred flavors mixed with it. He drank it with enthusiasm, and the endless killing rhyme resonated with it, like the rolling water. Countless people inspired him to be fearless and brave, and dared to come. Heng Dao immediately stood up, daring to save Hongxia from his fate, and accepted everything he fought for in that calamity with a smile.
There was no wind or waves in Jiang Moshu's eyes, revealing a will without mercy or mercy, just like Xing Tian's giant ax and strong shield. The mottled blood on them was his answer and the answer of the gods and demons.
The purple and green colors gradually lighting up in his sleeves are also his answer.
The ghostly demon chant came out from the blood lotus holding the sky, with a trace of relief and harmony. It instantly communicated the magic in the sky, making the wonderful land of the blood lotus even more dazzling, and the state of charming all living beings became more and more heart-wrenching. Fire is hard to extinguish.
For a moment, the killing place in the virtual sky alternated between light and dark, the atmosphere was dense and murderous, and it was dazzling. It was as if Shura's killing place and the love of fish and water were forced into one place, extremely abrupt but also vaguely harmonious.
Bie Muhe smiled faintly, showing off his charming charm and celestial beauty. The pure and clear voice of nature circulated in the sky, ethereal and graceful, as if stroking the love thread of nothingness, "If Jingxing really kills me here, Will you remember me in the future?"
"I don't know this, but if possible, I will bury you and Zheng Guichen in the Southern Territory, on that island full of peach blossoms."
Jiang Moshu nodded enthusiastically, "If you want that painting, I will burn it for you. If you don't want it, I will put it on the island together."
He is still willing to show dignity to his dead enemies, even if they are demons or monsters. After death, the past is cut off and it is over. What is left is just the afterimage in his memory.