"Hahaha!"
With the power of will, Bai Xian'er forcibly suppressed Mo Xian'er's will, completely occupying the dominance of the sea of consciousness and body.
Before she could take a deep breath, a burst of joking and ferocious laughter came from in front of her.
"Hoho, little girl, you want to find someone for help in the mortal world? It's not that easy."
Bai Xian'er raised her head and took a closer look, her face suddenly became extremely solemn.
What appeared in front of her were three skeletons.
These three skeletons were all covered in armor as black as ink, and they held long axes as black as ink in their hands. The terrifying aura exuding from their bodies reached the realm of heaven.
"The Three Bone Brothers..."
Bai Xianer gritted his teeth, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
She once heard her father tell the rumors about the endless burial ground.
The three White Bone Brothers are one of the three weakest members of the Bone Burial Clan.
Although they are weak, they possess a unique ability.
That is, you can travel through all realms of the world at will, and you can even go to the mortal world without passing through the barriers of the fairy world.
And the special characteristic of the Bone Burial Clan is that they can be resurrected indefinitely and remain immortal.
In other words, even those who can beat them cannot kill them.
And no matter where he hides, he can't escape the pursuit of the three brothers.
Being targeted by the three brothers, even for the powerful Immortal Emperor, is quite difficult.
“I didn’t expect that you, a young fairy girl, would also have heard of our reputation.”
The eldest brother Gu Kui put the battle ax on his shoulder and said with a smile, “In that case , just keep your life."
Bai Xian'er gritted her teeth, feeling strong in her heart.
She originally wanted to use what she had learned throughout her life and have a good fight with the three Bone Brothers.
However, Mo Xian'er's consciousness directly controlled her actions, allowing her to escape directly.
“What do you mean?!”
Bai Xianer said angrily, “Why do you want me to run away for my life?”
“Idiot, don’t you see? If you don’t come out, aren’t you their opponent?”
Mo Xian'er said coldly, "If you stay and fight hard, you will definitely die."
"Now that you and I share the same body, I don't want the vehicle I got with great difficulty to be destroyed by the Bone Burial Clan. Defiled by those idiots."
After knowing Mo Xian'er's thoughts and attitude, Bai Xian'er secretly knew something.
The three brothers Mo Xian'er and Bai Gu are both members of the Burial Clan in the Endless Burial Ground.
But the Bone Burial Clan, the Soul Burying Clan, and the Twilight Giants are not that united with each other.
Although he is now possessed by the Demon Fairy'er, he is also being chased by the Three Bone Brothers.
But perhaps we can take advantage of the conflicts between the Burial Clan to gain a glimmer of hope.
For Bai Xianer, who has been pampered since childhood and has never experienced big storms, this kind of challenge is the first time in her life.
However, Bai Xianer secretly made up his mind that no matter how difficult or dangerous it was, he would definitely find the son of destiny in the mortal world and take him back to save the fairy world!
……
Ye Qing discussed with Dongfang Liren and others and decided to take the initiative to kill the ancient blood descendants.
At the same time, the priorities of the situation have also been discussed and decided.
Nowadays, the level of massacres encountered by various dynasties is almost exactly the same, and it is unprecedentedly cruel.
But the top priority is to deal with the God-Burying Tribe who invaded the Confucian Temple first. Because the Confucian Temple is the origin of human civilization and a holy place respected by practitioners all over the world.
If the Confucian Temple is invaded and occupied by the Burial God Clan, human civilization will stagnate, or even reverse.
And the Burial God Clan is also recognized as the most powerful lineage among the three ancient blood descendants.
The Burial God Clan must be slaughtered first before the Undead and the Samsara Clan can know the interests of the Human Race and even let them retreat voluntarily.
In the evening, Ye Qing said goodbye to Chu Yao.
"Yao'er, I want to go to the Confucian Temple in person, and together with the other three emperors, kill all the God Buried Clan who invaded the Confucian Temple to end this dark turmoil."
Ye Qing smiled lightly and said, "However, you don't have to worry."
"I have placed the six-path staff on the sky of Dachu Palace, so that the light of immortal power can shine on the entire Dongzhou."< br>
“With the Six-Path Staff standing guard, all the undead tribes in Dongzhou have stopped invading, and they will never dare to act rashly again.”
“After I kill all the Buried Gods who invaded the Confucian Temple, I will join Dongfang The Palace Master and the others will return to Dongzhou and annihilate all the undead who invaded Dongzhou. "
"Just stay in the imperial city and wait for my return."
In the past few days, more than a dozen cities in the Chu Dynasty have been slaughtered by the undead, with millions of people killed or injured.
Chu Yao was dejected by this, her eye circles were slightly red, her hair was slightly messy, and she was so miserable that I felt pity for her.
Ye Qing felt distressed for a while, opened his hands to take Chu Yao into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Yao'er, don't worry, don't worry."
"Nothing. Don’t think too much, go back and sleep peacefully.”
“When it gets bright tomorrow, Dongzhou will be Dongzhou again.”
...
The Confucian Temple is not a temple, but a huge city.
At this moment, under the fierce offensive of the Buried God Clan, the entire Confucian Temple has almost fallen.
The literati disciples who were under the protection of the Confucian Temple all died tragically under the invasion of the God Burial Clan.
The center of the Confucian Temple is called the Saint's Monument.
On the top of the saint's stele stands Mo Kuangzi's ten thousand brushes, activating the ancestral spirit formation to protect the last piece of pure land.
More than a thousand survivors who were lucky enough to escape here surrounded the saint's monument, relying on the ancestral spirit formation to eke out a hard life.
Looking outside the barrier, tens of thousands of God Burial Clan members with three heads and six arms were desperately colliding with the ancestral spirit formation.
The more than a thousand Vincentians who were lucky enough to survive were all pale and almost desperate.
“How did this dark turmoil spread so widely?”
"Even our Confucian Temple was not spared..."
"Could it be said that today is the day when the human race will perish?"
While the scholars were crying in despair, a line of light appeared in the sky The Buddha's light burst out, filling the air with a terrifying Zen sense of cause and effect.
More than a dozen members of the God Burial Tribe were instantly annihilated into powder, and their hard bodies were instantly reduced to ashes.
Wuntian Mie, the leader of the God Buried Clan who was observing the battle situation in the distance, frowned slightly, with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
"Is there a master coming?"
The next second, Master Xuankong, the Buddha Emperor, descended from the sky. With a wave of his Zen staff, he instantly killed hundreds of God Burial Clan members.
“Amitabha—Buddha!”
Looking at the scene of corpses strewn around the fields and rivers of blood, Master Xuankong, who usually had a calm mind, now had a look of sorrow and indignation on his face. .
“You evil beasts are so audacious that you actually invaded our human territory and slaughtered my human people!”
"Today, the poor monk will go on a killing spree to save you all!" (End of Chapter)