Chapter 1395

Chapter 1395 Fighting Ghosts

"Follow the head's orders! But"

Liu Qianlang heard the meaning of Bing Po's words, knew what they were going to do next, and couldn't help but choked up in his voice.

"There is no need to be sad. We are content to be so devastated and leave with hope. This sect leader would also like to explain that we misunderstood you and made you feel wronged when we were in the first human world.

After we stabbed the heart and collapsed, the remnant soul of the broken soul was quickly summoned by the nine-image golden man and entered the golden statue. It was the countless senior Peak Lords inside the Golden Statue who told us that the ones you killed in the second world were all Jinlan people's demonized comrades of my generation, and your killing was not an act of ancestor killing and apostasy!

Another point, the head of the sect also learned later that in fact, it was our Jiuxiang Jinren peak master who was really cursed in the Xuanling dynasties, not your three masters, Huolong, Zixiao and Aoyu.

In fact, they didn't die at all. All the processes you saw Ni Tianleng slaughtering the three juniors were all prosthetics of the three juniors deliberately made by the former Jiuxiang Peak Master.

And the real three juniors have already been sent by them to the Mountain of Blessing in the third world. They are responsible for guarding the seabed seal of the Sea of ​​Lotus Flowers in the Mountain of Blessing. Seal the common people.

The reason why the previous generations of high lords did this was to use the suspended animation of your three masters to divert the attention of the Nether Hell and the demons in the second to five human worlds, so that in the future, the nine golden demons will finally eliminate the third fallen devil in the human world and become enlightened. as a cover. Today, this mission, in our generation, has finally been accomplished!

Once the matter here is over, you will meet soon, and you will naturally solve many questions that you didn't know before.

This head is full of confidence and expectations for you, and I don't have any more words. I am so satisfied that I can still exchange a few words with each other after meeting such a fate, so please say goodbye to all the masters and uncles. "

Bing Po Daoist has finished his words here, and there is no more sound. Hearing this, Liu Qianlang couldn't help being surprised by what Master Bing Po said. With moist eyes, he greeted Song Zhen, and the disciples of the Four Swords Immortal Xuanlingmen said goodbye to the old peak masters one by one.

"Qianlang, I am a good disciple of my master. I regretted living in the second world. I didn't say a word to you until my death. Fortunately, our master and apprentice still have this fate. You are the only disciple of my master. , is also the most proud disciple in the heart of the teacher.

Because of your appearance, the teacher has regained his dignity and confidence in the past, and the teacher is grateful to the world for having an apprentice like you. Farewell now, as a teacher, I only hope that you will have a long journey to immortality, and try your best to suffer as much as possible, so that my teacher can feel at ease without any thoughts! "

When Liu Qianlang's eyes were fixed on the ruined and huge golden demon body of Master Fufeng, he did not wait for Liu Qianlang to speak, but Master Fufeng spoke first.

Hearing the words, Liu Qianlang couldn't hold back her tears, they dripped suddenly, choked up for a long time, and shouted: "Master!"

It's hard to speak anymore. For the mentor in front of me, although Liu Qianlang has been with him for less than a month, they know each other and cherish each other, and heal each other's pain. This kind of mutual comfort and encouragement may not be the same for Liu Qianlang in the past How precious is the predicament of Xuanlingmen.

Later, when he was punished, his mentor, Fei, blocked the fairy sword for him, and suffered great pain for him. Such things, Liu Qianlang will never forget them forever. Now that the mentor is reunited in the romance of the dead, and even able to speak, how could Liu Qianlang not be excited. But then, this kind of fate will end again, so how can we not let Liu Qianlang feel sad.

Liu Qianlang's heart was washed away with all kinds of ups and downs, and he wanted to say infinite words to his master, but he was choked up, but he didn't know how to express it.

"Aww—"

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the gigantic cloud demon suddenly roared again after adjusting its breath. Its damaged body was reborn rapidly, and soon it opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards the golden golden soul troll again.

"Myriad gods and demons! Seniors, seniors, brothers, it's time for us to hit the road!"

When Liu Qianlang was thinking of having a few words with his teacher, there was no chance. After Bingpo Daoist called, the nine giant golden demons collapsed together in an instant.

Then I saw that countless golden soul essence pills and soul bubbles shot out from the body of each collapsed human demon, and then gathered in one place, rushing towards the huge giant that was galloping again. Cloud Demon.

"Master—"

"Boom—"

Liu Qianlang finally let out a cry that shook the universe, and at this moment, countless golden soul pills and soul bubbles were all surrounded by the huge cloud demon's body.

Then it exploded, and the deafening sound combined with Liu Qianlang's mournful sound, sweeping the sky for a long time.

Liu Qianlang couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed towards the bank of the nine-colored sea of ​​smoke that exploded from the huge cloud demon, knelt on the Shenlong Tiandial, and shouted the titles of his mentor and senior peak masters.

Seeing Liu Qianlang like this, everyone was saddened, especially Song Zhen's nose and tears flowed all over the sky. The reason why he was more touched was because he accepted it, and he knew that it was time to say goodbye to his most respected and reluctant third brother. The pain in front of him, coupled with the soon-to-be farewell, made Song Zhen feel so heartbroken.

However, no matter how sad and sad, everything has a time of the past. Several hours later, the sea of ​​smoke in Liu Qianlang's sight disappeared, as if it didn't exist.

Finally destroyed the Nether Sky, the Nether Tree, the Seven Seven Forty-Nine Gates of the Underworld, and the giant cloud demon transformed into the third human fallen devil who became enlightened.

It was a victory, but the price of victory was so high that Liu Qianlang never thought about it. I should have been happy when I won, and my heart was clear. But he couldn't feel these two things, neither did Liu Qianlang.

Seventy-seven forty-nine gate of the underworld was destroyed, but within seventy-seven forty-nine gate of the underworld is there such a space? In addition to those gatekeepers, how many ghost forces are there? What is the existence of that dark and strange city that appeared in an instant? All kinds of questions kept pouring into Liu Qianlang's mind.

Seeing the reappearance of the former benefactors he had lost and reunited with, and watching them disappear, this kind of stinging pain caused by good fortune once again deeply stimulated Liu Qianlang's bottom line of only love.

Liu Qianlang secretly made an oath in his heart, and firmly believed that he would be able to do it sooner or later.

"Let's go, let's go to Mount Bulao!"

When Liu Qianlang said this, it was already a day later, and everyone's expressions gradually regained their calmness, and there was more fortitude and firmness in the calmness. Liu Qianlang's already resolute expression became more mature.

Then everyone, accompanied by one another, flew silently and swiftly towards the Blessed Mountain that they had always wanted to go to.

Immortal Mountain, the endless winding mountains, is always a world full of vitality, even when the third human world was full of demons and demons.

The reason for this is that Immortal Ruyi Bailing, who is no longer around, has said that this Bulao Mountain is a spiritual vein in the Lingshan Mountain held in his hands. In order to save the third world, he summoned this wonderful place.