Chapter 1197 Wildfire Starts a Prairieland (Complete Chapter 14)
This is the path Aowu chose.
This is his life.
No one can blame it.
The two brothers raised their heads and whined, turned around and shook off the spiritual power connected to the golden net.
This move is clearly telling everyone.
The two brothers no longer want to get involved in this war.
But now there is no difference if there are more of them or less of them.
The Thirteen Golden Buddhas have appeared in this world. It would be easy to deal with a mere Zhou Ye.
Everyone relaxed and stepped back on Jin Yun, leaving a large open space to prevent the fighting from affecting them.
At this time, the Immortal Lord was also busy crawling on the golden cloud. Seeing that Zhou Ye had come back to life, the Immortal Lord, who knew that he had not completed the task, just wanted to do something to redeem his failure.
So he stood directly next to the Golden Buddha without dodging. The Zen staff in his hand was facing Zhou Ye underground, with a serious expression.
At this time, after Zhou Ye on the ground heard the summons of the Thirteen Golden Buddhas, his feet slowly lifted off the ground, and his body slowly rose into the air, surpassing the people standing on the golden clouds, and continued upward, stopping at Opposite the Thirteen Golden Buddhas.
She actually stood directly opposite the Golden Buddha, with a pair of black eyes that were deserted, cold and silent, with overwhelming hatred hidden in them.
The evil spirit enveloped her whole body and turned into a piece of pure black cloth, which was draped casually around her body. There was a steaming wind in the air, stirring her black hair and flying freely.
The golden Buddha standing in the middle is expressionless and solemn.
"Zhou Ye, you are a mortal being who was nourished by the light of the Buddha and was born. You can be regarded as a creature nourished by nature. Now you don't know how to repay. Instead, you act recklessly in the six realms, violate the order of heaven and earth, and commit countless serious crimes. Even if you die, you will never be able to escape. Your sin!”
Zhou Ye looked at him silently.
There was only a look of indifference on his face, and there was bottomless darkness in his eyes, churning with an evil aura so thick that it could not be dissolved.
The right hand hanging on the side of the body slowly opened. On the other side, Ao Jiang watched a cluster of bright light radiate from the hands of her dead third brother.
Immediately afterwards, a small knife-shaped pendant slipped from his palm, was pulled up into the air by a wisp of black breath, and finally turned into a heavy dark blue sword in the woman's hand.
The blade of the broadsword was illuminated by the Buddha's light and became dull.
But as soon as Zhou Ye tightened her grip on the handle of the knife, a black evil energy slowly poured into the sword along the palm of her hand.
The next second, a strange black energy rose from the blade. The black energy was like a giant dragon wrapped around the blade.
Zhou Ye lowered his eyes, and she saw the green dragon coiled around the handle of the knife, and slowly opened his cold dark brown eyes.
"Green mulberry..."
Zhou Ye called out hoarsely.
Immediately afterwards, Qingsang’s deep and hoarse voice sounded,
"I was afraid that fool would be useless, so I followed his scent and found him."
As he spoke, Qinglong circled around the sword, completely merging his body with the sword.
Her voice gradually disappeared, carrying a touch of sadness, relief, and determination.
"Sure enough, that fool is really useless...Zhou Ye, let me kill with you one more time..."
In this world, there is nothing left to miss.
After saying that, Qinglong closed his eyes and lost all vitality.
The big knife in his hand vibrated slightly, and a high-pitched dragon roar sounded. A layer of dense silver light flashed across the blade, and the dark blue edge drank countless blood.
Zhou Ye took a deep breath.
(End of chapter)