Cheng Jin kept watching the battle between Song Wangchen and the resentful spirit. He did not take action, nor did he let Cheng Xiaorou and Ji Nuan take action.

Ji Nuan suddenly remembered that there was something he was afraid of. Although the gun had no bullets, how could the resentment spirit know that it was said that once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Ji Nuan had a sudden inspiration, took out his pistol and shouted loudly: "Resentment spirit, you are dead!"

When the resentful spirit saw Ji Nuan raise his gun, he was in a panic and was stabbed into the left shoulder by Song Wangchen with a sword. He staggered and fell into the air. He used Mo Xiao to support him before he could barely gain a foothold.

"Ha, resentful spirit, you have times when you miscalculate!"

When Ji Nuan was secretly admiring his wit, the wound on the resentful spirit's left shoulder healed quickly. How could it be? He was obviously in pain when he was hit by a bullet last time, but now he is unharmed?

The resentful spirit smiled coldly: "Haha, the little girl has also learned to plot against people's hearts. Unfortunately, I am no longer the same as before. Have you seen it? Even Zhu Xie can't hurt me at all, so your 'magic weapon' is of course useless."

Ji Nuanqiang calmed down and raised his pistol again: "Is that so? Then let's try it!"

Song Wangchen had heard Ji Nuan say that the gun could only be used five times. Although he didn't understand her explanation, he knew that the gun had lost its function. Ji Nuan was just scaring the resentful spirit now. Taking advantage of the slight change in the face of the resentful spirit, he raised his sword and stabbed the resentful spirit again.

The remaining power of the "Divine Artifact" is still there, and the resentful spirit was indeed panicked for a moment. In just a moment, Zhu Xie was inserted straight into his chest. The resentful spirit looked at Zhu Xie coldly, and a ball of red and black demonic energy condensed in his palm, slapped Song Wangchen's chest with one palm.

"Wangchen, senior brother,"

Ji Nuan hurriedly stepped forward to support Song Wangchen. Looking at the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, Ji Nuan was anxious and couldn't help but turn red: "Wangchen, are you okay? Don't scare me!"

"It's just a little injury, it's okay!" Song Wangchen brushed away the tears from her face. The most painful thing in this world is to see you crying sadly. I've long been used to being hurt.

"Haha..., I have an immortal body, not hurt or hurt, what can you do to me?"

The resentful spirit continued to mock him: "Cheng Jin, you are not only hypocritical, but also afraid of death. You have been standing there for a long time without taking action. Are you scared?"

Cheng Xiaorou looked up at Cheng Jin, not understanding why her father, who kept saying that necessary sacrifices were inevitable for Mu Xi, was indifferent to why even the senior brother was injured.

Cheng Jin still said nothing. At some point, a dark green ice blade had appeared in his palm. The ice blade emitted a cold light, like a deadly soul, gloomy and terrifying. Cheng Jin waved his hand, and a huge barrier wall isolated Cheng Xiaorou and Ji Nuan and others. He walked towards the resentful spirit step by step with steady steps.

"Father, father, what are you going to do? Let's go in." Cheng Xiaorou beat the barrier desperately and begged, but Cheng Jin did not respond at all.

"Senior sister, don't worry, Master must have a way to get rid of the resentful spirits." Tang Siyan forced Cheng Xiaorou, who was covered in tears, and hugged her in her arms.

This is the first time, when danger comes, he does not hide because someone needs him.

The face of the resentful spirit changed rapidly. Seeing Cheng Jin approaching step by step, when he spied on Cheng Jin's intention, he was so scared that he took several steps back: "Han Chen, you are holding Han Chen in your hand. Do you want to suppress me?"

Cheng Jin did not have any slight waves. He raised the cold and resentment and cut his spiritual veins with a knife, and said coldly: "The world is in the limit, the law of heaven and earth is the right way of heaven and earth. Use my spirit to sacrifice my blood, eat my flesh, pick my bones, destroy my body, use my body as a sacrifice to suppress evil spirits!"

While talking about the terms, Cheng Jin cut off his body crazily, and his snow-white clothes were instantly fresh.

The blood was stained red, and the ground was filled with pieces of flesh and blood and bright red rags.

Seeing that something was wrong, the resentful spirit hurriedly wanted to escape, but when he flew into the air, a blood-red net array bounced him back and smashed him heavily to the ground.

The blood spirit formation uses the blood, spiritual power, cultivation, flesh and life of the person who set up the formation, and uses cold and resentment as the medium to remove all the flesh and blood of the person who set up the formation, and set up the Wusheng Gate Formation with his life.

The reason why that ice blade is called cold and resentment is that it gathers the thousands of years of ice and tastes all the flesh and blood of its owner, and is resentful and ruthless.

The resentful spirit still roared unwillingly: "Cheng Jin, are you crazy? You want to sacrifice yourself for your own life. Have you ever thought that the person who set up the formation needs to be an honest and pure person with a very kind heart. You seize what others love and cause Zhu Yuanzhi and Song Yuechan to die because of you. You are a villain. If you set up the death formation, you can only force yourself to death. You can't suppress me."

"Ah... Father, don't, don't..."

Cheng Xiaorou cried heart-wrenchingly, but Cheng Jin seemed to have not heard of it. He muttered the terms again and continued to remove the flesh and blood from one knife after another.

At this time, his whole body was beyond recognition. The only part of his body without a wound was the right hand holding the knife. Most of the other parts were completely removed, revealing the thick white bones.

Tang Siyan hugged Cheng Xiaorou, who was crying tightly. He was always unrestrained and casual, and his tears gradually blurred his eyes.

Song Wangchen held the sword and slashed towards the barrier, but he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was dispersed. After slashing several swords, the barrier was still not damaged at all.

The same is true for Ji Nuan. Her cultivation level was not enough, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not break the barrier set by Cheng Jin, who had a profound cultivation level. But she still did not give up and attacked the barrier desperately. Although she knew in her heart that even if the barrier was broken, they could not enter the blood spirit array set by Cheng Jin, and they could not save Cheng Jin at all.

The red light emitted by the Blood Spirit Array shone through half of the sky. When other disciples of Muxi saw this scene, they rushed over immediately.

"Master", "Jin Song Zun"...

The disciples shouted in disgust, but everyone was isolated from the barrier and could not get in at all.

"Junior brothers and sisters, let's use our energy to break through the barrier and rescue the master!"

After Zijian finished speaking, he was the first to send out a stream of spiritual power. The other disciples also gathered the spiritual power in their palms and sent it out together. They mixed with Zijian's spiritual power, forming a huge source of spiritual power. In a short while, the barrier wall was broken.

Everyone rushed forward, but they were bounced back by the Blood Spirit Array's Magic Net. This time, no matter how they gathered their spiritual power together, they could not break the Blood Spirit Array.

Once the Blood Spirit Array is laid, it is a death array. There is no birth gate in the array, and people inside cannot get out, and people outside cannot get in.

Cheng Jin suddenly smiled with relief. No matter whether he is a great kind or a hypocritical person, it would be better to be ashamed of his heart!

At this time, Cheng Jin was covered in blood and blood. When he stabbed his thigh with a knife, he could no longer hold on and staggered to the ground. But he did not stop for a moment, and stabbed in one knife after another.

"Father, don't..." Cheng Xiaorou almost fainted, her whole body trembled, and she cried heartbrokenly.

Song Wangchen suddenly stopped moving and fell to the ground. The others gradually stopped and knelt down.

For the sake of the people of the world, Cheng Jin was willing to sacrifice himself and used the most cruel and painful method to perish. This integrity and righteousness made all of them cry.

The resentful spirits were rushing around in panic, hoping to find the life gate that escaped. It turned out that no matter whether it was a human or a demon, they would be unconsciously afraid when facing death.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the resentful spirit looked around, hoping to see Jiang Yu's figure. But Jiang Yu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Everyone gathered here, but none of the Zhufeng disciples led by him came.

Resentful Spirit: "Cheng Jin, don't think you can trap me for the rest of your life. My resentful Spirit is transformed by the resentment of heaven and earth. As long as you have resentment in your heart, I will not die, forever and forever!"

Cheng Jin used his last trace of strength to stab Han Yan into his heart, gathered all his spiritual power on Han Yan, and rotated his hand with the handle of the knife and used force. Han Yan was pulled out with his beating heart.

"Puff", the scarlet in Cheng Jin's mouth mixed with saliva poured out, and the air was covered with the breath of blood and death. Slowly, he closed his eyes and fell into a pool of blood.

"Father," Cheng Xiaorou lost her last bit of strength and fainted in Tang Siyan's arms.

"Senior sister, senior sister", Tang Siyan called out twice and hugged her tighter.

Ji Nuan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so she hid in Song Wangchen's arms and sobbed. Everyone looked painful, and people wiped their tears from time to time. Even Yu Man, who had always cared for nothing but Ji Nuan, couldn't help but turn red eyes.

Cheng Jin's body gradually blurred, and along with the flesh and blood on the ground gradually turned into red light and flew into the air, relying on the magic net of the blood spirit array. The magic net began to gradually shrink until it tightly wrapped around the body of the resentful spirit.

"Ah..." The resentful spirit cried in pain, struggling to peel off Zhu Changqin's body. As soon as he poked out a dark head, he was tightened and stuffed back by the French Open.

Zhu Changqin took the opportunity to take back some of his body. Looking at Cheng Xiaorou who fainted in Tang Siyan's arms, he felt sad and took out the jade hairpin that had been hiding close to his chest, and shed a line of clear tears.

I remembered that I had killed Zhu Yuanzhi with my own hands, but now I indirectly killed Cheng Jin, which hurt Cheng Xiaorou's heart.

‘Xiao Rou is sorry, I regret it. If I had known that today would be there, I would rather have never been to Muxi and never met you. Maybe I am still a beggar, but at least I live openly and honestly, and I will not hurt my master and others, nor will I hurt your heart.’

Zhu Changqin smiled desolately, and he would never have a chance to tell her these words. His hand holding the jade hairpin suddenly exerted force, and the jade hairpin instantly turned into powder and fell with the wind.

"Ah..., I'll be back!"

The resentful spirit took back the body, and Zhu Changqin's face became evil and twisted again. As the law net became tighter and tighter, the resentful spirit became smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared on the ground.

Cheng Jin disappeared, the resentful spirit disappeared, and the blood spirit array disappeared. Even the flesh and blood that Cheng Jin had cut was not left at all, leaving Mo Xiao straight on the ground. It seemed that nothing had happened before, but it really happened again.

"Not good, something happened to Master, you guys..."

Jiang Yu ran over in panic and looked at the senior brothers kneeling on the ground and crying. He was completely "unknown".

"Young Master, what happened? What happened to her senior sister? Master was killed by the resentful spirit. Why are you all here?"

"The master sacrificed the blood spirit array with his flesh and blood body and suppressed the resentful spirit. The senior sister couldn't stand the blow and fainted. Why is this happening?"

Tang Siyan was close to Cheng Xiaorou's forehead and no longer had the hippie smile of the past. When she thought that her senior sister was in danger, she had no use at all, her heart was extremely thrilling.

"How could this happen? Jin Songzun is dead, what should Muxi do?"

Jiang Yu took two steps back and looked sad. Cheng Jin used his body to suppress the resentful spirit, and he could see clearly the scene just now.

If the resentful spirit had not pressed forward step by step with his immortal body, he would not have forced Cheng Jin to sacrifice himself.
Chapter completed!