The cultivators who were guarding the battle formation, led by the young King Qin Guang, attacked the Shanhe Jitu madly. The cultivators chose to bear and share the damage, and they all coughed up blood.
"Buddha has mercy on me..."
A monk from Mount Wutai clasped his hands together, looked at the people in the audience generously, and smiled his last smile before his death.
"I'm sorry, I'll leave the rest to you."
The words fell.
The monks of Mount Wutai bravely faced death, their bodies spontaneously ignited with golden flames.
The wind blew.
The flames burned out, and the position where the monks had originally stood was no longer occupied by any monks from Mount Wutai. Only a suspended Buddha's body remained. He chose to sit and die using himself as fuel, in order to strengthen the consolidation of the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Master Qingtai..."
The monk was looking at the ox-nosed monk with bloodshot eyes.
Although the monks of Mount Wutai chose to sit in meditation and become monks, they were unable to completely reverse the decline of the Great Xia Mountains and Rivers. They only lasted for a second before the soaking continued.
Professor Chen looked bitter, but still checked the time on her watch.
"Judging from the estimated time, Senior Black Mist and the others may need another minute to arrive."
One minute?
The monk at Mount Wutai spontaneously combusted and passed away, which only slowed down the pace for a second. This minute seemed like an eternity.
Liu Zhenshou swept across the field of cultivators.
He didn't say much, just hummed.
"Who will come next? Lord Qin Guangwang is acting strangely now. Once he crosses the gates of hell, he may face disaster in the world of the living."
The staff member was shocked.
"I'll do it this time."
The monk from Mount Wutai was sitting opposite the Ox-nosed Taoist priest on the formation. After Guard Liu finished speaking, he took over the conversation with a calm expression, and just looked at Professor Chen.
He smiled.
"Ms. Professor Chen, please guard the gates of hell. Please keep our life and death agreements with you."
Professor Chen nodded directly.
"Duzu, I'll keep all the last wishes you wrote."
"Then I'll trouble you all. I'll go ahead and see you in the underworld."
The Ox-nosed scholar smiled and glared, his eyes igniting with flickering flames, the flames burning fiercely, threatening to overflow from his eyes and spread to his entire body.
But just when the flames were about to jump out of his eyes.
Sudden.
The Ox-nosed Scholar felt a blackness before his eyes...
A pair of hands covered his eyes, like a fireproof cloth pressed on the fire, and the flames were instantly extinguished.
Even though the Ox-nosed Scholar couldn't see the situation.
But he heard it.
A voice came along with the view blocked.
"That's why I'm saying, you patriots, why do you always do these tear-jerking things? It almost moved me to tears."
The cold voice echoed in the ears of Mr. Niu Bizi, and then he heard Professor Chen's voice full of surprise.
"Senior Night King!!"
Only seen from other people's perspectives.
Qin Ye appeared without any warning, and covered the eyes of the Ox-nosed Warrior with his hands from behind. As Qin Ye released his hands, the Ox-nosed Warrior's death was stopped, and even his eyes were restored in the golden light emitted from his hands.
At the same time.
Qin Ye snapped his fingers, and a ray of golden light sank into the body of the monk from Mount Wutai who had passed away in meditation. As if time had gone back, the body began to shine again, and like a dead tree coming back to life in spring, it reshaped the body of the monk from Mount Wutai and the three souls and seven spirits of Lafayette.
"Leave this to me."
Qin Ye patted the Ox-nosed cultivator on the shoulder and looked at the cultivators in the field with a smile.
He stepped around the Ox-nosed Scholar.
Heading towards the Great Xia River and Mountains.
When his hand touched the Great Xia Jiangshan Tu, Qin Ye seemed to think of something and turned to look at Professor Chen.
"Professor Chen, I have a favor to ask of you."
"What's the matter, Senior Night King, please tell me." Professor Chen hurriedly said.
"Please order a cup of the most expensive milk tea for everyone in the seat. Thank you for your delay, Xiao Qinguang. You can ask Xiao Hei for the money later."
After Qin Ye finished speaking, he touched the Great Xia River and Mountains Map and entered the map.
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