The figure from behind was a slightly thin man, with his hands behind his back, looking at the Buddha statue in the ruined temple.
Under the kind and solemn Buddha statue, the man looked at the Buddha statue with a faint smile, a little curious and a little uninhibited.
This feeling was very strange.
It didn't look like a person worshiping the Buddha, but rather like a person who was worshiping the Buddha.
Looking at each other on the same footing as the Buddha.
That's a mortal.
Mu Yun came to this conclusion the first moment she sensed the other party's existence, because she could not sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on the other party's body.
The man had already heard the sound of Mu Yun rushing into the ruined temple, but he did not look back.
He was still looking at the Buddha statue, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not change at all.
Mu Yun was a little surprised by the other party's calmness.
She had no time to think about it, because the soul refining restriction in her soul had been activated.
At this time, she was being tortured by a kind of pain coming from the depths of her soul.
Her thin body was curled up in the broken body.
In the temple, it was constantly twisting, and the blood flowing in the eyes had just scabbed before being burst again.
In the quiet ruined temple, the dying woman, the man looking at the Buddha seemed to have just heard the noise at this time.
He turned around and looked at the painful Mu Yun not far away, but his footsteps did not move at all.
After an unknown period of time, Mu Yun's pain gradually disappeared.
It must be that Pang Ji was unable to activate the Soul Refining Restriction for too long in his Nascent Soul form.
Under this inhuman torment, Mu Yun had bitten his lips thoroughly.
Not even a sound was made.
Even though she knew she was going to die, the stubborn woman was unwilling to make a sound of pain in front of a mortal.
This was the pride of a monk and the awareness and calmness of a cultivator.
"Walk" He put one hand on the ground and supported the woman who raised her head.
Almost using all his strength, he growled and said.
She had already sensed that she was locked by countless spiritual consciousnesses, and that a large number of powerful men from the Ghost Sect were coming.
A sharp dagger was thrust into his heart.
It took a long time to stab it.
It wasn't that Mu Yun didn't want to commit suicide, but that the man in front of her had no intention of leaving.
"Is it a serious sin to commit suicide before the Buddha?"
The man's whisper gradually sounded, with a hint of curiosity.
"I am not guilty."
Blood splattered in Mu Yun's dark eyes: "The guilty one is God."
"ha" The man's casual smile came, and he said in a teasing tone: "I curse the heaven in front of the Buddha, who can take pity on me?"
"Corrupt Confucianism" The tip of Mu Yun's knife had already pierced blood.
She smiled sadly and said weakly: "Let's go, there is no Buddha here.
If you don't leave, you will die.
This is a ghost land."
Even though he was laughed at, Mu Yun still didn't want this pedantic scholar to be implicated in his death.
"ha" There was another short laugh from a man, and the man said: "Immortals and ghosts.
What's the difference?
One thought of immortals and Buddhas, one thought of heaven, reincarnation for hundreds of lives.
Half-life fate, just soul refining, kill the person who restrains your soul.
Otherwise, you will be free. ” Mu Yun was shocked when someone revealed the truth about soul refining.
She didn't expect that the man in front of her, who was as thin as a scholar, could easily see through the truth about her soul refining.
After a moment of surprise.
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Mu Yun said weakly: "I can't kill them anymore.
I have no chance.
If I can kill those evil people, I am willing to trade them with my life.
Unfortunately, no one can kill them in the Nether Realm."
"May I live in the next life."
Mu Yun gathered all the remaining strength on the wrist holding the dagger and shouted angrily: "No longer a human being."
Being born as a human being is both a blessing and a pain.
The woman who had experienced too many hardships was tired of life.
However, the dagger that pierced her heart could no longer move forward because it was imprisoned by an inexplicable force.
The man in front of the Buddha muttered to himself like a young man from a noble family: "The house is too big and there is no one to guard it.
That guy Qianhao always steals the fruit and can't bear a few in a hundred years.
I can't stand him eating like that.
I'm a thief."
It’s hard to guard against domestic thieves.”
As he said that, the man's footsteps stopped in front of the woman, and his voice gradually became serious: "Keep my home and care for me.
I bought your life."
I bought your life The whispers from ten thousand years ago seemed to still echo in his ears.
Mu Yun, who was standing outside the Immortal Mansion, clenched his fists tightly.
The captain of the guard, who was lost in memories, seemed to be aroused by something in his heart.
Huge pressure was emitted uncontrollably, and the sea beasts imprisoned in cages around the grassland shivered under the pressure of this strong combined force.
"Bitch" The dilapidated temple door was smashed to pieces, and a Nascent Soul who had transformed into a god was the first to rush in, staring at Mu Yun and yelling fiercely, followed by countless masters from the Nether Soul Sect, in order to hunt down Mu Yun.
This traitor, the Ghost Sect actually used a powerful digital god.
The destruction caused by the Ghost King was like a catastrophe, and Pang Ji, who lost his body, hated Mu Yun to the bone.
Mu Yun's soul-forbidden body has been crippled and his eyes have been destroyed.
Mu Yun's body will no longer be able to trap powerful ghosts, but Pang Ji has no intention of letting him go.
He plans to cut Mu Yun into pieces.
"I'm going to peel off your skin and beat your tendons."
Pang Ji roared and grabbed the woman in the temple.
Although he only had Nascent Soul left, he could still easily capture a small ant in the Golden Core realm, not to mention that there were several masters in the God Transformation realm behind him.
In Pang Ji's eyes, Mu Yun, who was getting closer and closer, suddenly lost his trace and was replaced by a slender hand.
To be precise, his way was blocked by a hand.
A very ordinary hand, it seems that it has never even held a sword, but it is such an ordinary hand, crushing the Nascent Soul of the powerful God Transformation puff With a sound like a balloon bursting, Pang Ji's Nascent Soul was crushed into pieces, without any spiritual energy leaking out.
He was actually instantly refined into a ball of pure spiritual energy by the man in front of the Buddha.
The man with a slight smile waved his hand and threw the spiritual energy ball into the mouth of the Buddha statue.
It looked like he had picked a flower and then thrown it away casually.
It was so simple that it made people feel palpitated.
The strong men of the Ghost Sect who followed Pang Ji were all completely shocked to the spot.
Even Mu Yun, who was determined to die, was stunned by the man's shocking method.
The man in front of the Buddha was still looking at the Buddha, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became colder and colder.
Terrifying spiritual power exploded at this moment.
Whether it was the powerful gods of the Ghost Sect or this dilapidated small temple, everything around them was instantly wiped out.
The space was filled with folding ripples, creating a scene as terrifying as the annihilation of the world.
It suddenly came without warning.
In this vision of the world collapsing, apart from Mu Yun who was covered in blood, only the man looking at the Buddha and the smiling Buddha statue were left in the open space.
"Since you are pretending to be a Buddha, you must have the mercy of the Buddha.
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It seems that you have no mercy."
The man's indifferent words were heard in the trembling world: "Even the torma is indifferent.
It is indeed a blood evil immortal king known for his cold blood. " "You are the first one who dares to run wild in the Nether Realm in thousands of years."
The smiling Buddha statue suddenly said hoarse and low words: "Do you really think you can sweep through the nine realms and eight wastelands, War Immortal, Bai Yi?"
The man known as the War Immortal smiled slightly, raised his hand to hold the long sword exuding dragon power that escaped from the void, and said lightly: "You will know after you have fought."
The fierce battle between the Sanxian strongmen appeared in Mu Yun's vague perception.
She could not see the sky cracking and the earth cracking, nor could she hear the sea breaking and the mountains moving.
At this moment, in her heart, only that sentence and a name remained. .
I bought your life
War Immortal, Bai Yi: