Although the heart-loving demon was seriously injured, it still did not show any decline. He looked at Jiang Lin and said, "Old man, aren't you coming out yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the demon soldiers falling in front stood up, which was Chang Lin.

At this moment, Chang Lin had lost himself and didn't know what was in his body.

"Don't worry, I'm here. It's more interesting to treat prey slowly." Chang Lin said with a cruel smile.

"Who are you?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Dead Demon."

If you don’t recognize the heart-loving demon, it is understandable, because the heart-loving demon is only transforming demons, and it is still the category of immortals.

But the dead demon is one of the origins of the demon. It is truly immortal. As long as the evil and desires on earth are still there, he will appear in any dark corner.

Chang Lin was even confused. In Jiang Lin's impression, although he lived a difficult life since childhood and depended on his grandmother and young girls, he was still optimistic and healthy. Later, when he met himself, the journey became much smoother.

It seems that the demons’ instigation should not be underestimated.

The situation changed drastically, and the reinforcements from Buddhism were slow to come. It seems that today's disaster is inevitable.

Jiang Lin doesn’t have to fight anymore. He will die all the time. It’s better to leave here and let it happen.

All possibilities were cut off, and all thoughts were gone. Everyone was not like Jiang Lin. They were originally from this world and had a different worldview and outlook on life from Jiang Lin.

Many of the soldiers who fought hard below were brothers who followed Jiang Lin to fight on the battlefield, but unfortunately they all died here today.

There is not much time left for Jiang Lin, and the soul cannot leave the body for too long. Otherwise, it will quickly end the battle with what he had thought before and then leave.

Otherwise, you can only give up everyone before leaving before the soul dissipates.

The arrival of the demon clan is like two cities in the northern border. All ordinary people call ants. How many people can truly survive?

In the absence of his mind, Chang Lin did not come to Jiang Lin, nor rushed towards the guards and the Taoist sect, but rushed straight towards the city lord's mansion.

"No, he wants to destroy Jiang Lin's body!" Huang Gang was the first to react and shout.

Everyone tried their best to stop it, and under the collision of the dead demon, they turned into a mass of blood mist.

It is worthy of being the source of the demon clan, and his style of conduct is particularly perverse. Destroying Jiang Lin's body is equivalent to killing Jiang Lin.

Without physical body, Jiang Lin could only wait for his soul to dissipate, or be swept away by the dead demon, and become the second dead demon.

However, these are just the ideas of the dead demon and the heart-loving demon. Jiang Lin is not a person from this world. Even if he only leaves the soul, he can still leave.

However, the people in Huanggang didn't know that they were willing to block the Dead Demon's way, but they could only slightly block his footsteps.

Jiang Lin also wanted to rescue him. He did not want to stop the Dead Demon from destroying his body, but wanted to save everyone and let them not sacrifice unnecessary.

But it was too far apart that Jiang Lin could not convey his meaning through his soul, and he had not practiced the art of voice transmission.

"If you want to leave, you have to ask me." The heart-loving demon regained some strength and blocked Jiang Lin and said, "Just watch your body turn into meat dumps."

While speaking, the soul-catching lamp rose up in the air again and attacked Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin was anxious to save everyone, and he did not hesitate to exchange his injuries for injuries. He ignored the attack of the heart-loving demon, and was soon severely injured.

At this moment, Jiang Lin could not feel the pain, but blood was flowing out of the body of the city lord's mansion.

The skin is cracked inch by inch, and it looks like a porcelain pieced back after it is broken.

When Huanggang and others saw this scene, they were furious and their minds were shocked. The dead demon took advantage of the loopholes and turned into sifting powder, scattered like dust, scattered in the sky and earth.

Jiang Lin was helpless. It was too difficult to use his own soul to fight against the two demons alone, not to mention that there was one of them.

It's time to leave.

The heart-loving demon was admiring Jiang Lin's painful expression. The dead demon was also using the demonic energy as an arrow in the air to pierce Jiang Lin's body, and he did not forget to look back and take a joking look at Jiang Lin.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lin directly operated in the opposite direction and rushed towards Jiange without any hesitation.

The heart-loving demon and the dead demon stayed in place. As two big perverts, torture was their greatest pleasure, and they were even more disdainful to kill people directly.

The people who were killed directly before were all for the anger they aroused. They wanted to see the strong hunched in front of them, but they could do nothing.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lin didn't play according to the script and was about to leave Qianren City in an instant.

"How could there be someone like you!" said the Death Demon alive.

It's like a novel is written and laying a lot of groundwork. In the end, the author told the reader that he had written it in the first place, and the plot should be reversed.

Such an ultimate invincible reversal, I believe that readers will be furious and want to kill the author.

But the latter is a Pipi monster, and the former is Jiang Lin, out of helplessness, told him rationally that going up now is just a death sentence.

The Dead Demon knew that the plan had failed and there was no place to use it. He changed more arrows, as if he wanted to shoot Jiang Lin's body into a hornet's nest.

Jiang Lin couldn't take care of that much, so he could only say goodbye and didn't have time to wave.

The Dead Demon saw that the threat was useless, and the overwhelming arrows shot down.

The Dead Demon and the Heart-loving Demon were still hoping that under this blow, Jiang Lin's desperate expression could be seen, but only one of them was left behind.

"Jianglin!" A shrill cry resounded throughout the world.

Jiang Lin almost fell from the sky. It was not the relative who was addicted to the heart and the dead demon who died. Why did he scream so miserably? He shouted false voices.

Without restraint, Jiang Lin still looked back, but saw that the master who was screaming was not the two demons, but Ye Qingxuan who was still in the city lord's mansion.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan opened her arms and blocked Jiang Lin's body. She had lost her vitality. The spirit in her pupils gradually dissipated and was frozen at that last moment.

The sunset fell in the city lord's mansion, covering the entire backyard with a layer of frost and blood.

"Qingxuan"

"Xuan'er"

Ye Gucheng and Jiang Lin both shouted in grief.

It was just a matter of perseverance, but when his mind was shocked, the sword intent absorbed by Jiang Lin poured out and turned into thousands of great ways in the world, continuing to wait for those who are destined to be.

The sword intent lifted up the crabapple flowers and fell on Ye Qingxuan's body.

These flowers were moved by Ye Qingxuan from the Marshal's Mansion.

The blood stained the crabapple, and the redness was particularly dazzling.

It fell on her hair again, as beautiful as a fairy outside the nine heavens.

Jiang Lin came to her side and wanted to reach out to hug her.

But after a vain, an annoying spring breeze blows down her thin body.

Jiang Lin wanted to help him again, but now he was just a wisp of soul. He could only watch her fall down heavily and bounce up slightly.

Live like summer flowers, but also life like grass. It is ruthlessly trampled by fate until it falls.

The heart-loving demon saw Jiang Lin losing his mind and was preparing to launch a sneak attack. The dead demon also came with the demonic energy.

"Kill evil and evil, ask the Buddha's heart, save the limitlessness, forgive the people." Suddenly, the Buddha's name resounded throughout the world.

Jiang Lin's heart was a little calmer, and the shocking soul was spared from dissipating.

Before the heart-loving demon could scream, he was transformed and the dead demon also disappeared without a trace.

Looking up, a Buddha body that runs across the world stands on the clouds, looking at the world with compassion.

"It's still too late." Ju Xiu Gufan arrived and said with a lot of blame.

"The lonely sail does not have to blame himself. All living things have their own causes and effects. You are attached to the appearance."

The lonely sail raised his head, bowed devoutly to the great Buddha in the clouds, and said, "Why are you here? Buddha's head."

"I was inspired to come." The voice was still like an ancient well without waves.

"Is that?" Gu Fan looked at Jiang Lin beside him and said in disbelief.

The Buddha's head in the clouds looked at Jianglin, and at this moment, he could see a smile in his eyes.

"If you have the chance, will you never come?" asked the Buddha.

Jiang Lin did not hesitate and replied: "Of course."

“How to start over.”

"All love will bring worries because of love, and fear because of love will bring fear. It is just the clouds and mists of the past. If you are separated from the love, you will have no fear or worry." Jiang Lin murmured.

After hearing this, Gu Fan seemed to feel something, and then said in surprise: "The Pure Land."

The Buddha nodded with satisfaction, and a golden light enveloped the river forest, as if in the Buddhist scriptures, every word of Sanskrit fell, forming a column of light.

"The world of all ages." Gu Fan said in surprise again.

Gu Fan looked at the Buddha's head, as if waiting for an answer, but the Buddha's head just closed his eyes and sat in vain.

As if he understood something, Gu Fan also faced Jiang Lin, sat cross-legged and recited scriptures, and threw himself into the pillar of light.

Not only the lonely sail, but also the hard-working practitioners in the evil realm are all inspired and come in response, and they are seated from bottom to top in the light column.

The Buddhist scriptures turn into solid Sanskrit and continue to penetrate into the soul of Jianglin.

It was not until midnight that the beam of light that soared into the sky disappeared.

"Demon God, come." The Buddha's head did not leave immediately, but called Apiao.
To be continued...