Chapter 202 A Knife in a Dream



Only a master who has reached the perfection of the God of Creation can possibly do it with a life-and-death attack.

The woman in white looked at the man in tight clothes with affection and smiled slightly: "My husband, I hope that in your hatred, there can be a little more love. You don't need to love others, but give yourself more love!"

After saying this, she closed her eyes, and the flame of Nirvana burned around her body. With great compassion, she was determined to save all sentient beings without regrets.

"Born in Buddhism, and attaining nirvana after death?" Shouhui looked at the scene in the hazy light with a bit of confusion, secretly analyzing the battle.

In his opinion, the great master of destiny who killed the woman should be that man.

Is he the Emperor Changhen?

However, Shouhui felt that this was inconsistent with the description in the ancient books he had read.

A Daluo Immortal who was close to having great supernatural powers was killed by just one palm strike?

Even if he is a newly promoted Daluo, it is unlikely that he will be killed by a palm strike from a master with perfect destiny. He should be able to resist for a few moves, right?

It's impossible that the woman is a Shabi, who gave up resistance and defense and took the other person's full-strength palm strike head-on, right?

"Great Emperor, Great Emperor, please don't be confused. That woman is plotting against you. Could she be the thief bald from Shuiyue Jingzhai?"

Although Xiu San didn't know the origins of Yinxue Kuangdao, he had just returned from undercover work in Jiuyou and was well versed in Jiuyou intelligence, so it was not difficult for him to recognize the identity of the emperor.

The third-generation successor of the mysterious magic treasure, Emperor Changhen, is a great demon who holds the mysterious magic treasure and has fought many times with the Holy Emperor Daqi who holds the Human Emperor Sword.

The first generation successor of the mysterious magic treasure was the Demon Emperor who founded the Demon Realm and achieved enlightenment as a saint.

The second generation successor is the Demon Lord, the original master of the human race's magic, and the founder of the magic path for the human race.

Xiu San was so anxious that he jumped up and down, feeling that Emperor Changhen was really disappointing.

It is rumored that after Emperor Changhen defeated the Holy Emperor Daqi three times in a row, leaving Daqi seriously injured and unable to recover, he was about to unleash a catastrophe in the world where demons would wreak havoc, in order to take advantage of the demon clan's luck and achieve sainthood.

But just when everything was going smoothly and prosperity was at its peak, Emperor Changhen disappeared mysteriously and was never seen again.

"Impossible! I absolutely don't believe that the emperor would use a beauty trap!" Xiu San gritted his teeth.

In the light curtain, the Buddha fire around the beauty burned out, and the relics and the peerless magic weapons she carried with her turned into a small rose-red arrow under the beauty's final belief and emotion.

The rose-red arrow blooms with the power of love, as if it can bring happiness to all living beings. It is actually a quasi-saint-level peerless magic weapon comparable to that of a great creator.

"ah!!"

In the light curtain, a young man in a black robe and tight clothes let out a long roar, and lines of blood and tears dripped onto the small arrow.

He picked up the small arrow and stabbed it hard into his heart.

One, two, three times.

However, his demonic body was indestructible and not afraid of pain. His repeated heartbreaking actions were still not even a fraction of the pain in his emotions.

He held the little arrow tightly, as if he was holding the love of his heart, and slowly walked into the river, his breath disappearing.

The terrifying demonic sword that had been lying beside him, domineering and majestic, filled with endless hatred, was quietly placed by the river.

The magic sword's spirit flashed with urgency, but under the suppression of Emperor Changhen's mark, it could not move at all.

The mist surrounding Yinxue Kuangdao dissipated, and the little arrow of love disappeared without a trace, as if it had merged into the Kuangdao.

The spiritual essence of Kuang Dao seemed to be sublimated, the power of love and the power of everlasting hatred intertwined, you are in me and I am in you, like the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish that are mutually reinforcing and restraining, yet can transform into each other.

"Ah, what a poignant love story! Even these emotionless demons would be moved to tears, right?"

Chen Fei's eyes were red in the coffin, and he wiped away his tears silently. Only then did he pay attention to check on Shouhui and Xiusan.

Shouhui was waving his fingers, as if calculating, muttering, "It's impossible. A Perfect Creation can kill a Perfect Daluo with one palm strike, Daluo Demon Lord.

Could that woman really be Shabby?"

Xiu San was filled with righteous indignation, his thoughts flashing, and Chen Fei could easily see that he was cursing.

"Damn Shuiyue Jingzhai, they harmed my Demon King, and they only resorted to some hypocritical tactics of feeding the demons with their own bodies to try to convert them.

Damn it, damn it! If the world is approaching doom, how can the righteous path still be so majestic! "

"Damn it, these evil demons, they think I see them as human beings, how dare they not be moved?

Destroy, die, die!"

Fade Chen was so angry that he started cursing. For a moment, he was filled with righteous indignation and really couldn't spare much energy to destroy these emotionless demons.

However, the aura of the Snow Chanting Mad Blade was deep. Although it was still the same as the Love Arrow, still a divine weapon of perfect creation, it seemed to have been sublimated compared to before.

The spiritual power of the long sword seemed to be attracted by the energy of an unknown place. The long sword turned and pierced Shouhui's Danzhong point, piercing into his Xuqiao.

Buzz!

Shouhui's primordial spirit and the empty orifice of the Bodhisattva were absorbed by Yinxue Kuangdao. With the power of Buddha, it cut through the void and the long sword disappeared.

Shouhui's demon body and magic power, which originally belonged to the Green Demon General, remained where they were.

Xiu San felt the soul gradually dissipating, and without hesitation, he pounced forward.

In an instant, he reshaped his demon body and occupied all the positions of the Green Demon General. He became a demon general again, but no longer the Orange Demon General, but the Green Demon General!

"Go ask Zuo Huaiqiu, are you willing to serve as a vessel for the return of the Unrivaled Demon Lord and lose yourself?"

"Do you want to get the real source of the Yellow Spring water and the real Forget Worry Water?"

Fade Chen gave the instructions and immediately withdrew his gaze. He followed the long sword, but saw that Yinxue Kuangdao had just left the Buddhist temple of the Green Demon, which was wrapped in his secret power, and disappeared.

He only saw a vague world like fog, a world that seemed unreal and like a dream.

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