Chapter 781 (2/2)

When he was dying, the light in fan Qinghui's eyes was dim. Looking at the woman in front of him, he reached out and stroked her cheek: ”Feixuan, remember that Jingzhai can't be extinguished!”

In the end, it is still an unforgettable door, sad and lamentable.

Shifei Xuan just held the dead fan Qinghui tightly. Her eyes were wet with tears. She didn't know what she was talking about in her silent tears.

Song Que and Shi Zhixuan looked at everything in front of them indifferently. People died like lights out, and all gratitude and resentment disappeared.

In the Tibetan Scripture tower, a figure steps in it, and all the classics disappear wherever it passes.

It seemed that on the top floor of the Tibetan classic tower, Yanjing nunnery frowned slightly, stepped out like an immortal dancing, and in an instant there was a lower layer. Looking at the man who came slowly, his heart sank.

”Your Majesty, why be aggressive!”

Looking at the woman in front of him, Dugu Yu smiled: ”aggressive? You're wrong. I treat all the sects equally, but you're used to being superior. I've given you a lot of opportunities.”

Yan Jingan stared at Dugu Yu coldly. Cihang Jingzhai is the Holy Land in the world. How can it be compared with those small sects: ”Cihang Jingzhai has never done anything to hurt the world. It's just a quiet hall in the mountains. It's even more meritorious to ask for orders for the people in troubled times. Your Majesty's move is against heaven.”

”Ha ha”

Dugu Yu laughed: ”in that case, why don't you solve the root cause of the disaster before the troubled times, but how can you represent all the people when you walk in the world after the chaotic times break out? Since you are a quiet hall, you can do your own thing, eat fast and read Scriptures.”

”It's not for that illusory reputation.”

Yanjing nunnery's eyes become colder and colder. The root cause is related to the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism. If the Middle Earth Taoism is hidden and doesn't ask about the world, then the Buddhism controls the world.

”Qiang”

The cold sword Qi wiped Dugu Yu's side and flew out and directly hit the wall behind him.

Dugu Yu shook his head and gently shook his finger: ”after all, we still have to do it.”

At this time, in the highest floor of the Tibetan classic tower, Qin Mengyao's eyes flashed a blurred color, and then turned into a strange look. It was indifferent, so indifferent that everything in the world was like a dead thing in her eyes.

”Jingzhai has reached the time of such destruction.”

The old words did not accord with Qin Mengyao's young and beautiful face at all.

”Hey!”

With a slight sigh, his body turned into a smoke and disappeared into the top floor.

At this time, Dugu Yu grabbed Yan Jing'an's long sword with his fingers, and the strong power of a snap came into her arm and bounced her sword holding hand away.

”You can't stop me.”

”Qiang”

With a long sword, Dugu Yu jumped over her body and walked towards the last floor.

”No”

However, Yan Jing'an's Jiao drank and turned back to slap him. He thought Dugu Yu would resist. He wanted to print it directly on his back. Yan Jing'an looked happy and his real Qi surged wildly: ”you can't go up.”

Dugu Yu felt the killing Qi coming from the other side, and a cold color flashed around his mouth. The stars in the Dantian shook slightly, and the surging real power was like a huge wave, which swallowed the other party's real Qi in an instant.

”Bang”

When Zhenli rebounded, Yan Jing'an's face changed slightly and she immediately withdrew her palm. However, Dugu Yu's momentum was too huge, which made her blood churn in a moment.

”Huh?”

Just as Dugu Yu was about to step on the last floor, he saw a woman with a strange smell coming slowly, and there was an inharmonious smell on her.

Yan Jingan looked happy: ”it's successful.”

Qin Mengyao looked up at Yanjing nunnery and then looked at Dugu Yu: ”that's him, the ultimate enemy of Jingzhai.”

The pale voice passed into the second brain.

Dugu Yu frowned, and his mind swept the woman in front of him. In a moment, Qin Mengyao was held in his hand: ”ha, the other bank, you have never been detached, ridiculous!”

Qin Mengyao looked at Dugu Yu coldly: ”no wonder you can become the enemy of Jingzhai. What you can do is beyond imagination.”

Dugu Yu disdained and said: ”Dini, Dini, you should have died if you didn't break through the void, and you don't know what strange way you use to keep your spiritual power in the world. If you are honest, you may still exist for some time, but it's a pity that you spend the final time in useless.”

The last means of Cihang's quiet fast is to use the Dini to seal his energy in the Cihang sword Scripture when he was dying. This practice can make it easier for the disciples to understand the essence of the sword Scripture.

In addition to the conflict of ideas, Ning dodge found that Dini's spiritual power was making trouble.

”Oh!”

Dini noncommittally picked her eyebrows. Her time is running out. Even if Qin Mengyao inherited her strength, her flesh is too weak. If it takes too long, I'm afraid she will leave permanent damage.

In the meantime, the long sword inserted on the ground flew directly into her hand. The next moment, she cut it off at Dugu Yu without saying a word.