Qin Mieqin's sacrifice did not make Li Chengfeng feel sad and sad like the sacrifices of Tianjun and the silly man, but his sacrifice shocked and shocked Li Chengfeng the greatest.

Tianjun and Su You have a very good relationship. They are inseparable and close to each other as brothers. This is what all the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion see. The silly big man is honest and loyal, with a sense of justice and a spirit of sacrifice. If anyone is willing to stand up at the most critical moment, everyone will think of the silly big man: because everyone thinks he is stupid until he is stupid.

But Qin Mieqin is different. Everyone thinks this person is cold and almost ruthless. How could such a person stand up?

Therefore, when Qin Mie stepped forward and died for his martyrdom, Li Chengfeng felt extremely shocked.

At this moment, Qin Mie used the light ignited by his life and slashed into Li Chengfeng's soul like a sharp sword. He deeply felt the things that the senior brothers in the Zangjian Pavilion tried their best to persist, their spirit of maintaining their own efforts, and their faith in proof of the truth.

At this moment, the Zangjian Pavilion seemed to have come alive in Li Chengfeng's heart, like a towering tree standing tall, deeply rooted in Li Chengfeng's heart.

A gust of wind blew, and Li Chengfeng felt his cheeks cool. He subconsciously wiped it with his hand, but there were cold tears. When he wiped it again, the vision in front of him was blurred, and tears were like rain, falling continuously.

Not only Li Chengfeng, everyone here has no feelings for Qin Mieqin, but everyone is crying and choking. They themselves don’t know whether they are sad for Qin Mieqin’s sacrifice or are moved by this behavior of pursuing enlightenment through their own self.

Su Yuehan grabbed Li Chengfeng's arm tightly and took a breath. She whispered: "Go away, he is not dead, don't let them die in vain!"

"What?" Li Chengfeng was extremely shocked. "Can you not kill Xi Mengcai like this?"

Su Yuehan smiled bitterly and hard: "Have you forgotten? Xi Meng is something that cannot be killed! I didn't understand before, but now I finally understand... He, like Zhou Ling, is a demon king selected by the Nine Nether King. Their power comes from the Nine Nether King. Zhou Ling's power comes from the aura of hatred condensed by the Nine Prisons. As long as there is hatred in this world, as long as the fire of hatred burns in her heart, she can be reborn again and again."

Li Chengfeng was frightened when he heard this: "Then, what does his power come from in Mengcai of this drama?"

Su Yuehan whispered: "If I'm not wrong, Xi Mengcai's power comes from the power of the wronged souls of the Nine Prisons. As long as there are unjustly dead souls between the heaven and earth, he can be infinitely reborn in the Nine Prisons."

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath of air conditioning. No wonder Xi Meng was killed by Zheng Jinghong and others and was able to resurrect again two years later.

Li Chengfeng subconsciously looked at Su Yuehan. He vaguely guessed something and wanted to ask Su Yuehan: Then what does your power come from?

But Li Chengfeng didn't ask. He carried Su Yuehan on his back, held back his desire, turned his head and shouted at everyone, "Run quickly, don't let them sacrifice in vain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard the bronze ringtone of Dingling in this deep dark night again, as if the ghostly soul was still in dissipating, which made everyone feel cold. They wiped the tears in their eyes hard, gritted their teeth and turned around, ready to run away again.

Li Chengfeng mobilized the power of the immortal essence and once again wanted to help everyone escape. However, as soon as Li Chengfeng mobilized the immortal power, he was shocked to find that because the corpse monster meat puppet was smashed, the meat scattered everywhere made the land under their feet begin to quickly turn black and soft, and there was a foul smell all over the surroundings, as if the ground under their feet had turned into a feces field.

What's even more terrifying is that the flowers, plants and trees controlled by Li Chengfeng also rotted quickly, the flowers and plants rotted into mud, and the vines of the trees were rotten and withered and dried.

They wanted to escape, but they were like they were trapped in a muddy swamp, with difficulty in pulling their feet and struggling.

Before, they were running wildly, and even under Li Chengfeng's throwing and fleeing, they were caught up by Xi Mengcai repeatedly. At this time, they were trapped in a mud. If they could still escape, they would not believe it.

Ouyang Nan laughed bitterly and said, "I can't escape, fight with him!"

Li Chengfeng was sweating all over, and he was in complete despair at this moment.

Because of Xi Mengcai's move, he directly hit Li Chengfeng's biggest weakness and weakness!

As long as Li Chengfeng can control the flowers, plants and trees, Li Chengfeng's greatest reliance and abolish his most important combat power.

Could it be that Li Chengfeng can fight with Xi Mengcai in close combat? Or, is there any other magic weapon in his hands that can defeat Xi Mengcai?

The others were also in despair. Qin Mieqin was undoubtedly the highest cultivator here. He used such an amazing sword and could not do anything to Xi Mengcai. He just shattered Xi Mengcai's corpse and flesh puppet. At this time, Xi Mengcai's ghost was still dispersed and made a comeback. What should they do?

When everyone was panicked and despair, Xi Mengcai's figure appeared again in the dark night. He was still wearing this big red robe that was dragging the floor, dragging his huge sleeves on the ground, rolling in a row, like a rolling river of blood. His hands were opened, and his dry bones were exposed in his sleeves, and his ribs with blood were still spreading open, as if he was opening his arms to Li Chengfeng and others.

Xi Mengcai grinned, and his two blood-red eyes stared straight in one direction: Su Yuehan's direction.

Xi Mengcai's voice was filled with deep resentment and resentment, like a sharp blade slashing on everyone's bones, sharp and sore: "I am the demon king! Only me! I am the demon king!!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they couldn't think deeply, because Xi Mengcai's figure came step by step and got closer and closer to them.

Ouyang Nan took a deep breath. He knew that he should stand up at this moment, but just as he threw Han Tianxing on his back to the ground, drew out his long sword, and was about to reverse the true energy, he suddenly felt a strong and hot air coming from behind him.

Ouyang Nan's years of fighting consciousness made him subconsciously flash to the side, and then a burning chain ran towards Xi Mengcai like a mad python. In just a moment, it hit Xi Mengcai's body, and then wrapped around like a python, wrapping one of his thin arm tightly.

Before everyone could react, they saw four chains scattering from behind them, like burning fire snakes, tightly wrapping Xi Mengcai's neck and other hands and feet.

Xi Meng was locked tightly by the chains, but he didn't struggle. He just grinned and looked in front of him, his eyes were still staring at Su Yuehan, as if only she was his target.

At this moment, everyone looked back in surprise, but saw five figures wearing dark red armor behind them riding horses. When they rushed to thirty or forty meters, the five people jumped up on the horse's back and landed in front of them like terrifying geese.
Chapter completed!