Why the soul-resurrecting lamp?

Why did he lead the demons of the Burning Heaven to the Dafeng Temple to massacre bloody?

Jueming looked pale and turned his gaze to the distance.

There is a battlefield where no one dares to approach.

From time to time, dazzling golden light and black flames flew out.

And whenever a black flame falls, a place in the Great Bear Temple will be ignited.

As long as the brothers below the Immortal King are stained with the black flames, they will immediately scream.

I watched the flesh and bones on my body burned to death by the black flames.

The Holy Flame of the Mingyin!

That is the most yin and cold in the world, and the most terrifying Holy Flame of the Yin in the Yin world.

When this battle ends, even if the Great Bear Temple wins, it will eventually suffer heavy losses.

Jueming didn't know how long it had passed.

Suddenly a loud bang came.

The most majestic temple of Dabei Temple collapsed amid the deafening explosion.

The battle that was already in full swing slowly calmed down.

Everyone's eyes focused on the collapsed hall.

The monks at Dafeng Temple had tears in their eyes, and there was indescribable confusion and despair.

The people of Burning Tian held their breath.

Their eyes were red, and they stared at the smoke and dust that filled the world for a moment.

Each of them could hear the thumping heartbeat in their ears.

It seemed as if something had suppressed a thousand years of emotions, and it was finally about to burst out at this moment.

The dust finally dissipated and the ending appeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone finally saw the figure who fell into the broken tiles in a mess.

That was the abbot of Dafeng Temple and Master Shanhui.

He was the spiritual leader of all monks, the first person in Buddhism and the path, and Bodhidharma.

They who were once arrogant seemed so miserable and embarrassed at this moment.

It also seems to indicate the ending of Dafeng Temple.

Finally, the monk Mi from Dafeng Temple couldn't help crying.

The courage and belief just now seemed to be exposed by something, and I could never return to the past.

They fell to the ground one by one, their bodies crawled on the ground, making heart-wrenching cry of despair.

The opposite of them are the Burning Heaven people.

They still don't believe in everything they see.

Dafoe Temple collapsed?

Are the culprits who caused their miserable lives really... really the end of their way?

The dark night Eleven clenched his hands tightly into fists.

My nails broke my palms, but I didn't realize anything.

His gaze was high in the sky, his red eyes staring at him for a moment, not knowing what he was looking forward to.

Until, he saw the familiar figure slowly falling from the sky.

The silver hair and red eyes are like gods and demons coming to the world, controlling the universe and the vitality of all things.

Dark Night Eleven suddenly felt his eyes turn red.

His body slowly fell down as if he had instinct: "Welcome to Master Fen Tian!"

Next is the San Ye and San Ye Qi: "Welcome to the Lord of Burning Heaven!"

Then there are everyone in Burning Heaven.

"Welcome to my Lord Burning Tian!!"

Luo Yunxiao did not look at the crying and trembling little monks, nor did he look at the Burning Tian people who were kneeling and bowing.

He slowly fell to the ground, his eyes falling on Bodhidharma and Abbot Shanhui.

The sound was as cold as ever: "Where is the resurrection lamp?"

Bodhidharma looked at Luo Yunxiao with his turbid eyes, his mouth opened and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

"Amitabha." Bodhidharma said with a hoarse and weak voice, "Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore! If this continues, your nature will be swallowed up by the soul of the world, and the three realms of heaven and earth will also cause disaster to the creatures."
Chapter completed!