When everything ended, Changhong and Qingxia returned to Wu Renqun and Elder Hong.

The beam of light falling from the sky and the shadow of the giant sword gradually dissipated, and everything around him returned to calm.

Wu Renqun smiled, but there was no trace of mana left in his body, his eyes gradually became hollow, and he fell straight towards the ground.

In mid-air, a woman dressed as a Taoist nun caught Wu Renqun and slowly fell to the ground.

On the other side, Wang Shuo turned into a black line and rushed towards the beam of light that was about to disperse, and caught Qi Yuhui's body. The woman's whole body was dilapidated, stiff and cold.

Tears flowed out of Wang Shuo's eyes: "Yu Hui, it was me who harmed you!"

Then, the spiritual light lit up, and Qi Yuhui's body turned into powder and dissipated in the air like fine sand.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow crossed from the horizon and returned to Wang Shuo. It was his own magic weapon, the Heavenly Evil Soul Umbrella. Wang Shuo ignored it and turned around to fly to the crowd at the other end. The Heavenly Evil Soul Umbrella was very spiritual and followed closely behind him.

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However, during the flight, Wang Shuo suddenly felt a pain in his head, and a memory that did not belong to him forcibly entered his mind. Everything seemed to be experienced by himself.

The memory of thousands of years ago belongs to the memory of Heisha, the memory of treating everything as ants and killing wantonly.

Wang Shuo covered his head with his hands and fell to the ground, his face couldn't help but twist, and his eyes were filled with blood.

"ah--!"

Wang Shuo roared towards the sky, and the "Nine Yuan Xuan Ling Jue" and "Hunyuan Gong" were running simultaneously in his body. Only then did he dispel the pain in his head, but his eyes still remained blood red.

"Renqun, why are you so stupid? Do you want your life?"

In the crowd, Jiao Yu grabbed Wu Renqun's cold hand and cried, while Wu Renqun's eyelids dropped slightly, his pupils dilated a lot, and he weakly said: "If I don't die, you will all be killed by the black evil. Senior sister, let me ask you, you

Why were you so mean to me in the first place?"

Jiaoyu cried even harder: "Junior brother, you don't want to die!"

Wu Renqun looked at the female Taoist priest aside: "Fairy Qing, I'm sorry for that night!"

The female Taoist priest's eyes flashed and she nodded slightly without saying much.

"Where's Shuo'er? I want to see Shuo'er!" Wu Renqun's chest rose and fell suddenly.

Jiao Yu hurriedly said to the people around him: "Quick, where is Elder Wang Shuo? Call him over quickly!"

At this time, an exclamation came from the outside of the crowd, and the crowd quickly moved out of the way.

Wang Shuo's eyes were red, and he was surrounded by black smoke. The evil aura was very strong, no less than that of a black evil spirit, especially the Tiansha Soul Umbrella beside him. All the Yuanying monks clearly remembered that the souls of dozens of demonic Yuanyings flew from it.

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Wang Shuo first glanced at Wu Renqun, then looked at Wu Renqun's spiritual shadow on the horizon. It had dissipated until only a face was left. He quickly knelt down next to Wu Renqun and said, "Master, why did you risk your life to kill Heisha?"

Just as he was talking, tears fell from Wang Shuo's eyes again, and he looked at Wu Renqun with a look of reluctance.

Wu Renqun let go of Jiao Yu's hand, grabbed Wang Shuo, and put Changhong into Wang Shuo's hand with the other hand: "This sword has been passed on to you, don't cry!"

Wang Shuo took Changhong, and a powerful aura was introduced into Wang Shuo's body. His blood-red eyes faded away, and the black smoke around him was restrained into his body, suppressing the black evil aura.

"Master..."

Wu Renqun's eyes and pupils were dilated, his whole body was trembling, and he held onto Wang Shuo with both hands as if struggling to his death: "On the day I turned eighteen...don't worry about me, I will always be there!"

Wu Renqun then let go of his hands and his body stopped shaking.

"don't want--"

Jiao Yu cried like crazy, holding Wu Renqun's face with trembling hands: "What will I do if you leave?"

Wang Shuo stared blankly at Wu Renqun, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. The spiritual shadow in the sky completely dispersed. In the eyes of outsiders, Mr. Wu was a weirdo, and in Wang Shuo's eyes, his "father" who was unconditionally good to him would never come back.

The surrounding Nascent Soul monks sighed and mourned, regretting that Wu Renqun, a rare genius in thousands of years, had fallen, while the female Taoist priest surnamed Qing had tears in her eyes and slowly withdrew from the crowd.

When Wu Renqun's body turned into red flames and dissipated, Wang Shuo stood up and walked towards the disciples. Yan Yue hugged Xuanyi and kept crying.

Wang Shuo approached, and Yan Yue raised her head: "Xuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, just waiting for you to come!"

Xuanyi's abdomen had been pierced, her body was limp, and her face was extremely pale. The woman's eyes were narrowed into a slit, and she was looking at Wang Shuo quietly. Seeing Wang Shuo coming, Xuanyi's lips moved.

Wang Shuo knelt down, took Xuanyi from Yan Yue's arms, and put his ear to Xuanyi's mouth.

"In the next life, you will be mine, okay?" Xuanyi said softly.

All the memories of his youth came to his mind. Wang Shuo gritted his teeth, and the dry tears on his face became moist again: "You can obviously survive!"

"promise me…"

Wang Shuo nodded, crying: "I promise you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyi's body softened and his head drooped back. Wang Shuo asked, "Yan Yue, did I betray Xuanyi?"

Yan Yue held Xuanyi's hand: "Sister, like me, she always thinks about you. She hates me...and herself!"

Wang Shuo put down Xuanyi and looked to the other side, where Lian Yu hugged Yun'er to a man and a woman.

"Zhang Yuan..." Wang Shuo said blankly.

Yan Yue cried while arranging Xuanyi's clothes: "Junior brother Zhang Yuan and his wife, please go and take a look!"

Wang Shuo stood up, glanced down at Xuanyi, and walked towards Lian Yu.

Zhang Yuan was lying on the ground, one of his arms was missing, and there was no trace of magic power in his body. He had been dead for a long time. Qu Yao was lying beside him, his breath was like a gossamer, and it was obvious that he would not live long.

Yun'er can now walk. When she saw Zhang Yuan and Qu Yue, she immediately cried and called her parents.

Wang Shuo stepped forward and sat next to Zhang Yuan: "Junior brother, you have been at odds with me since you were a child. You have been running against me all day long, insisting that I call you senior brother. It was not until you were beaten by me that you and I became good brothers...

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"Brother Wang, master has already..." Lian Yu looked up and saw the tears in Wang Shuo's eyes, and swallowed back half of his words.

Qu Yao touched Zhang Yun with trembling hands: "Yun'er, my Yun'er, mother can't watch you grow up..."

Wang Shuo looked around and saw that the Heisha was in ruins and had transformed into a god. He just waved his hand...Half of the Qingyun Sect's disciples perished.

Suddenly, Qu Yao beside him called Wang Shuo: "Senior Brother Wang!"

Wang Shuo slowly turned his head, and Qu Yao continued: "I have something to ask for before I die!"

"After all, I will do my best!" Wang Shuo nodded.

Qu Yao begged: "Now that my senior brother is a great monk of Yuanying and also Yun'er's godfather, please raise Yun'er for me... for Zhang Yuan. I don't ask him to become a great monk like my senior brother, I just want him to be raised as a human being!"

Wang Shuo nodded: "From now on, I regard Yun'er as my own child, and I will do my best to raise him up and make a difference!"

"Your words are enough!" Qu Yao nodded and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!