The next moment, however, there was a cold hand on his head. It's like a basin of ice water pouring down from the top of the bag, which makes the night three feel exciting. At the same time, the black flame burning on him also instantly annihilated. Dark night three some at a loss to raise his head, on a can let heaven and earth mountains and rivers are disgraced by the beautiful face. The red pupil has no waves or waves, no sorrow or joy. The long silver hair blows slightly with the wind, passing the dirty and noisy world, just like drawing an end to all the filth. Night three opened his mouth, and it took a long time to hear his hoarse voice: "Lord, master..." night seven, who wanted to rush to rescue night three, also stopped and looked at the man who didn't know when to come down from the lookout tower. Luo Yunxiao, with a sword in her hand, walked slowly through night three and night eleven. He didn't even look at them. Just a little hand, it will be the breath of the putrefaction mantra and the extinction of the golden light of Buddhism. At the foot of the place, black flame panic retreat, saprophytic erosion, automatically stop. It's like retreating from your natural enemies. The city of mercy, which had fallen into the desert of death, was restored to life in a flash. Burning the three people all over a spirit, kneeling on the ground, the body can not stop shaking. It's not fear at the moment, it's instinctive submission to awe. On the contrary, the people of compassion city who have struggled to survive from the gate of the hall of hell, after being stunned, someone looks at Luo Yunxiao's face and utters a cry of surprise. How can there be such a beautiful man in the world? At a glance, I would like to dedicate my soul and life to him! Who is this man?! Luo Yunxiao finally stops in front of XuanZhen, hands a Yang, originally wrapped in XuanZhen's putrefaction mantra fire immediately dispersed. However, XuanZhen, who had just been haunted by the curse of saprophytic life, didn't show the color of fear. At this time, he stepped back, his face was pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his voice was almost hoarse after a long time“ Luo... Yunxiao... You, are you Luo Yunxiao? " The red dust who killed martial uncle wuche and let Bodhidharma go out ahead of time robbed suti. Let the real ghost clock ring, let the Dabei Temple tens of thousands of years of efforts are destroyed once the half soul! Luo Yunxiao said faintly: "where is the soul lamp?"“ Luo Yunxiao, how dare you come to Dabei temple XuanZhen shook his hands and threw a talisman into the air. The talisman shines brightly, like fireworks, exploding above the city of mercy. This is a crisis signal to Dabei temple and master Shanhui. After sending out the signal, XuanZhen was relieved. Then came the man's cold voice: "it seems that you don't know where the soul lamp is?" XuanZhen gritted his teeth and said, "Luo Yunxiao, don't think that you can do it if you integrate the half soul of the world..." the voice of the fierce inner EBA suddenly stopped. XuanZhen's eyes were wide open, and he lowered his head slowly, looking at the sword passing through his heart. On the long sword, there is a pure black flame burning a little bit more than just the saprophytic curse. This is the most pure and Yin holy Yan between heaven and earth. Will not be contaminated with cause and effect, but can almost burn everything in the world“ No... no --! " XuanZhen sends out a cry of panic, desperately urges the immortal force in the body, and wants to resist the burning of Mingyin Shengyan. However, all in vain“ Since you don't know where the lamp is, there's no need to be alive. "