Seeing this, the others quickly dispersed, and a great martial saint exploded, and the terrifying energy they burst out was not something they could bear.

Xiao Chen did not retreat. According to time estimates, Mo Chen should have solved it almost in Heiyan Island, and Zhuang Zhenghe's Dharma image cannot last long.

Even if Mo Chen didn't solve it, he could not retreat. He wanted to block most of the power at the moment when the other party exploded.

You cannot let other colleagues from Tianxing Island receive damage.

His body has reached the peak of the holy body, and the Qinglong Body-raising Art condenses the Qinglong Armor. Facing Zhuang Zhenghe's self-destruction, he will not suffer much damage.

Suddenly, Zhuang Zhenghe, who had fallen into madness, had a look of horror on his face, and he quickly stopped self-destructing, his body as if it had a balloon.

Not only did he stop self-destruction, but his own cultivation also plummeted thousands of miles away. The quasi-emperor of the Great Success has been reduced to the Small Success of the Quasi-emperor, and he has been reduced to the peak of the Grandmaster before he stopped.

"You have broken my source of faith, how could you know the weakness of the power of faith!" Zhuang Zhenghe looked at Xiao Chen, looking at Xiao Chen with a look of disbelief. How could such a secret be learned by Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen pressed the tip of his knife against the other party's neck, and the ancient well was in his eyes, and said lightly: "How did I know? You don't have to worry about it. I honestly spit out the things you have learned about Buddhism. I'll give you a pleasure."

"I……"

Zhuang Zhenghe, who wanted to say something, suddenly lost his breath, his eyes were dull, his heartbeat stopped, and he died.

Xiao Chen's expression changed and he bent down to check. The other party's body was still hot and there was no obvious harm.

The meridians, heart and lungs are intact, and there is no sign of suicide. This is the manifestation of the destruction of the soul, and the soul left in this body has been forcibly erased.

Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at the place where Heiyan Island was located. Something should have happened there.

"Xiao Chen, what should we do with these people?"

Lan Shaobai sent people to suppress the leaders of the eight major forces and came to Xiao Chen.

Among the eight major forces, except for Fu Lianyun who was seriously injured and almost dying, the others were less injured, but they lost their combat ability.

For the Emperor, as long as it is not a fatal injury, he can recover.

Hearing Lan Shaobai's words, a group of people looked at Xiao Chen, begging for mercy, except for Chen Ming, the leader of the Iron Blood Sect.

"Qinglong King, this time we are reckless. We are willing to compensate Qinglong City for all losses."

"Yes, I'm willing to accompany all our property, just ask you to let us live."

At this moment, a trace of hope came out in Fu Lianyun's eyes, and a faint voice spoke: "Qinglong King, let us go, I, Fu Lianyun, promised you that from now on, I will take my family away from home and be just an ordinary person."

"Family?" Xiao Chen exclaimed lightly and said lightly: "You guys don't have family anymore."

"What does it mean! Xiao Chen, you won't be so amazing. The world has morality, and it will not be as bad as your family. You won't even be so rules. Be careful of the older generation, if you can't stand it, you will be attacked by you."

Hearing this, the group of people changed their expressions, were excited, and their expressions roared with ferocious expressions.

That’s right, in this world where the strong prey on the weak, the saints do not exist, and the truth is not there, and whoever has the biggest fist is the truth. Especially in the chaotic Western waters, there is a little bit of a bottom line.

It is an unwritten rule that the family is not as bad as the ones. As long as they are not evil cultivators or demons, they will not do such conscience.

Although Xiao Chen was sentenced to death in his heart, he had no intention of touching their family. He glanced and stopped on Chen Ming's face and said calmly: "Don't think too much, it's not my move. Sect Master Chen should know what's going on."

"Chen Ming, what's going on? Our family is really dead."

The others looked at Chen Ming and asked with a hint of anxiety in their eyes.

Chen Ming looked at the questions of several people and laughed: "Yes, your family is indeed dead, and all the mortals on the island have died in Zhuang Zhenghe's transformation ceremony. Don't blame anyone, if you want to blame, blame yourself for your greed, the kings and the losers, the bandits, you should have this enlightenment from the first day you embark on the path of warriors."

"I, Chen Ming, are also greedy. I believe that Zhuang Zhenghe has the way to become an emperor, the ultimate innocence, and the road to becoming an emperor, there is no shortcut to take. I will take the step first in the Qinglong King. Four years later, I will wait for you to meet, hahahaha!"

With the crazy laughter, Chen Ming, the leader of the Iron Blood Sect, spit out a mouthful of blood, but his heart was broken and his heart was broken.

Others from the eight major forces were ashamed and could not accept this fact, and they were muttering to themselves.

Especially Fu Lianyun, thinking about his initial actions, it was really ridiculous. He was so embarrassed in front of him that he fought desperately, while Zhuang Zhenghe was hunting his family, and what else was more tragic than this.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a little more and more disturbed. But in one breath, Fu Lianyun, who was already dying, could no longer hold on and fell down straight, his vitality was gone, and he was completely gone and breathing was gone.

After looking at the leaders of other forces, Xiao Chen did not have much sympathy and said lightly: "Kill it!"

A group of warriors who were small-successful quasi-emperors, raised their swords and sputtered blood. Several invaded Tianxing Island, but Tianxing City became ruins, and many warriors were killed and injured, all died and died.

The road to becoming an emperor is made of blood and corpses. If I don’t kill anyone today, someone will kill me tomorrow, hurt my friends, and destroy my family.

The emperor's heart should not hesitate or panic, and he should be decisive in killing.

Standing side by side with Lan Shaobai, looking at the ruins of Tianxing City, the two of them chatted softly, with a pity in their eyes.

A good Tianxing City has just been established, but it is a big disaster. This is because the mountain sign of Longmen is not erected. If the sign of Longmen is erected and announced to the world, I don’t know what kind of ups and downs will be caused.

In the howling cold wind, Xiao Chen seemed to see a picture of the future in front of him.

Killing and blood continue, an iron-blooded city stands among the beacons all over the sky, until the end, no one dares to invade.

Xiao Chen also felt a lot when he looked at Lan Shaobai standing side by side with him.

On that day, in the Haotian Sect, Shui Lingling told her that when Lan Shaobai and the other two wanted to follow her, Xiao Chen couldn't believe it, and the other party was definitely just having fun.

The Blue Young Master is the genius leader of the Shura clan of the ancient strong clan, and his status is not inferior to those of the Holy Sons.

How could you be willing to follow someone with unpredictable futures?

The road is a long way to know the horse's strength and the longevity of people's hearts. The proverbs from hometown used by Lan Shaobai can be said to be the best example. At this moment, there is no need to use anything to prove whether Lan Shaobai is sincere.

"Shaobai, let the people below come out. The matter on Heiyan Island should be resolved." Xiao Chen sensed Mo Chen's figure and was flying over at a very fast speed and said.

The huge and complex tunnel under Tianxing City was built by Lao Jiu himself and has made countless contributions.

If it weren't for his authenticity this time, I wonder how many mortals would die under the palm of Amitabha Buddha.

Lan Shaobai nodded, arranged it quickly, and said goodbye and left.

Whoosh!

Mo Chen fell to Xiao Chen's side, his eyes looked a little tired, but it made Xiao Chen feel relieved, and his body was not seriously injured.

"The matter on Heiyan Island has been resolved. The Mingjue Palace has been destroyed. The village in the city is in charge, and all the backbones have been killed by me, and the rest have run away."

Mo Chen will explain the matter about Heiyan Island.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "But something happened to Zhuang Zhenghe's Dharma image, right?"

A look of surprise flashed in Mo Chen's eyes and said, "How did you know? There was a Buddha's head hidden in the Mingjue Temple. At the last moment, I didn't know whether it was dead or alive."

"Buddha's head?" A strange color flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. He thought of something, and his heart leaped even more.

"That's right, it's the Buddha's head. A single Buddha's head has no body and can be seen to be very old. Even though I'm very weak now, I didn't stop it and let it run away."

Xiao Chen was very concerned about the Buddha's head. The first moment he heard the Buddha's head, he thought of the headless Ksitigarbha King in the Nine Nether Hells.

There is also the terrifying ghost of Ksitigarbha, who has been wandering back on the road to the underworld all year round, looking for his own head, so that those who step on the foot dare not turn back.

If the guess is true, this head is really the head that Ksitigarbha Ghost has been looking for, that would be a bit scary.

Ksitigarbha King, who was cut off his head by the Qing Emperor ten thousand years ago, has not yet died, and has found his inheritor and started to make trouble. It is a headache to think about it.

Especially myself, I have a close relationship with Emperor Qing. The cause and effect of the past have never been broken.

Now think about it, it was not unintentional that Zhuang Zhenghe chose the missionary place on Tianxing Island.

Fortunately, this Buddha head is still very weak now. Mo Chen can handle it. Don’t worry too much for the time being, so it’s hard to say about the future.

Moreover, this is just a guess from my own, and it may not necessarily be the Buddha's head of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Why, Brother Xiao, you know a little about the origin of the Buddha's head." Mo Chen asked curiously.

Xiao Chen retracted his thoughts and nodded and said, "I know some of the answers. I have to go there in person. Let's not care about him for now. Now I have a headache."

Mo Chen looked at the residents of Tianxing City who walked out of the tunnel in the ruins agreed with him.

A great war made their homes ruins and homeless. Some even had relatives and children who were warriors who lost their lives during the war, and even tragedies.

There are more than two million residents in Tianxing City. It is not an easy task to stabilize so many people at once.

I will be busy for a long time in the future.

"Brother Xiao, I think we will build Tianlong City on this ruin." Mo Chen seemed to have been in a long time and spoke up with a bold suggestion.
Chapter completed!