Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

The coconut fell from mid-air, swaying unsteadily.

She hadn't rested for days, not even stopped to recover. It was extremely exaggerated for a young cultivator in the God-Gaze ​​Realm to have traveled across most of Central Continent in such a short period of time.

What’s more, the last move was to chase across the border from the south.

She felt that she would not be wrong, that familiar feeling must be right.

Not only Han Yu noticed the appearance of Coconut, but also a group of powerful men noticed it. She even entered the battlefield without any scruples.

Just because she saw that face after all.

Jin Chan's shattered image lay on the ground. The hole in his chest made by Wu Jiu could not heal for a long time. Yi Xian was sleeping in it, his eyes full of pain. His whole body was already covered with blood, new and old wounds, and there was no healthy flesh on his body.

Coconut burst into tears at just one glance.

She sobbed silently as she entered the Dharma image. Looking at the face that had become somewhat unfamiliar, she squatted down with her hands covering her mouth, not daring to cry out loud.

Jin Chan, who should have been asleep, suddenly felt a throbbing sensation. In this feeling, he slowly woke up and saw the face that was lowered and could not be seen clearly at a glance.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind and a picture appeared.

That was the last time Yixian and Coconut met, the scene of the two passing each other.

Coconut also lowered his head, not daring to show his face.

The image in my mind finally became clear at this moment.

"So... my answer is you!"

Jin Chan spoke slowly with a hoarse voice like a broken bellows.

It turned out to be her!

Sure enough it was her!

It can only be her!
At this moment, these three sentences inexplicably appeared in Jin Chan's heart.

Coconut was startled for a moment, and when she came to her senses she wiped her tears in panic, then hurriedly tried to pull him out.

"Don't bother. You can't get out. This is a part of me."

Jin Chan shook his head. Coconut's move was tantamount to dismembering him. He was now the heart of the entire Dharma image, so how could he possibly escape?

He is different.

"Then get up and let's go."

Coconut spoke in a crying voice. She didn't know what had happened to Yixian, and she didn't care.

All she cared about was the other person's bruised and battered body.

"Why would they do this to you..."

"Wow... How could they do this to you."

Jin Chan felt inexplicably distressed when listening to the crying, and finally couldn't help but asked in a hoarse voice.

"Who am I?"

This question was also asked by Yixian before.

Now Jin Chan is asking the same question.

Coconut said firmly while wiping her tears.

"You are Yixian, a free-spirited cultivator from Zhongzhou. You were always like that, and you will always be like that."

"then who are you?"

Coconut was stunned for a moment, a great panic surged into his heart, and Yixian no longer recognized himself.

But she quickly came back to her senses and forced a smile, "I'm Coconut, the crying little girl outside the northern city."

For some reason, when she said this, the corresponding picture immediately appeared in Jin Chan's mind.

Even more than that, past events began to emerge one after another, instantly filling his mind.

If his cultivation was forcibly raised, if he was Golden Cicada, an ordinary cultivator would probably go crazy immediately after experiencing such a wave of memory washout.

Jin Chan's eyes gradually became softer, and there seemed to be emotion, envy, complexity, and so on in his eyes.

"No matter who you are, it's enough that you are my answer!"

After a long moment, he spoke again slowly.

It doesn’t matter who Coconut is, this is the most important thing.

"Golden Chan!"

At this moment, Di Liuxin's voice came again. Jin Chan's face changed and he waved his hand immediately. He pulled Coconut behind him with a force. After barely using the remaining strength to replenish his chest, he slowly let the Dharma image stand up.

He wanted to take action, but after all, he was just a small cultivator, even worse than an ant, and not worth his effort.

But Jin Chan's mission has not been completed. Today, Yama Palace has been completely defeated, and the only remaining magic circle is for Jin Chan to completely devour its power, which will then be used by Tiandao Sect.

He gave the order without hesitation, "Go and devour the magic circle quickly."

After hearing this, Jin Chan did not move, and after a moment he suddenly spoke.

"After swallowing the magic circle, will I die?"

Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan were both stunned. They never thought that Jin Chan would ask this question.

Especially Jiang Xinyuan, he couldn't help but sneer and speak.

"You are originally a dead thing, a Dharmadhatu, something we created. Life and death are not your concern. You should obey the will of the Creator."

"No, I'm not a dead thing, I'm a human being."

Jin Chan slammed the ground in the Dharma image and continued, "I can't die now." Because after he found the answer, he suddenly became afraid of death.

A feeling of absurdity arose in the minds of both of them at the same time, as if they were listening to a huge joke.

Di Liuxin even pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, not bothering to say a word.

As if sensing something, Jin Chan's expression changed immediately, and his whole body suddenly began to fly up involuntarily, and once again hovered over the magic circle.

But this time, he did not fall asleep again. Instead, he watched himself being manipulated.

Perhaps it was from this moment that he finally realized his position.

He has been loyal to one person from beginning to end, and is nothing more than a tool that cannot be free!
The huge mouthparts on the Dharma image once again pierced into the center of the magic circle, and the endless power was continuously transmitted back to Jin Chan's body through the Dharma image. The gloomy and cold power continued to erode him.

It even kept conflicting with his violent nature, causing Jin Chan's face to become increasingly ferocious.

Pain and torture, the feeling of these forces washing over him continued to destroy his will, even to the point of emitting shrill cries of cicadas.

At this moment, he even wished he wouldn't wake up.

Suddenly, a pair of white hands hugged me tightly, and my head, which was aching like a splitting headache, suddenly rested in a warm embrace, but tears kept dripping from that shiny and smooth head.

Seeing the other person's painful expression, Coconut didn't even dare to make a sound.

"why treat me like this!"

She suddenly choked with sobs.

Jin Chan felt a little guilty for some reason.

He thought she was scared.

However, Coconut continued to whimper, "Why do you have to let me watch helplessly?"

Jin Chan felt even more guilty.

This was not something she should get involved in, but she came anyway.

"Do you want to take action?"

The spirit of the weapon turned its head away with some reluctance. Even in its sea of ​​consciousness, it could still sense all of this.

What's more, it's Han Yu.

This was also the first time that the spirit of the weapon couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to ask instead of stopping.

It always felt that Han Yu had changed, but it never realized that it had changed too.

"You know how freaking distressed I am?"

Infatuated men and resentful women love to make people cry. They are such bastards.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists so tightly that veins popped out, but he finally shook his head.

"hold on!"

The spirit of the weapon was now like Han Yu at the beginning, and couldn't help but speak angrily.

"If we wait any longer, they will all die."

"I know, but I'm waiting for the right time."

Han Yu sighed helplessly. Things are different now than before. In the past, he could handle everything with just his head held high.

If you are stubborn now, you may get your head smashed at any time. "

The spirit of the weapon didn't understand what Han Yu was still waiting for. Now that no one from Yama Palace was anywhere to be seen, what else could have happened?

"Yes, there should be another chance to burn blood and burn soul!"

Han Yu suddenly spoke.

At the moment Yuanrong flew out, he still sensed a trace of the other party's remaining breath, which meant that he was not dead.

Since he is not completely dead, then the Burning Blood and Burning Soul can be used.

Just as Han Yu finished speaking, a pool of rotten flesh on another messy ground began to wriggle slowly, and the speed of wriggling became faster and faster, until finally the entire pool of rotten flesh stood up.

The light continued to flicker, and at the same time, an extremely terrifying aura was also spreading.

Han Yu's heart moved, and he turned his head in horror to look at that place.

He thought that this time Yuan Rong would be very different, but he still underestimated the power of the elixir.

After all, who the hell would want to seek death if they can take this kind of pill? Even if they want to die, who the hell would die so many times?

Yuanrong is undoubtedly an alternative way of maximizing the effect of the elixir.

Nine times superposition, just thinking about it will tell you how terrifying it would be!
It was not only Han Yu who noticed Yuan Rong's movements, but also people from the Tiandao Sect.

Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan also showed horror on their faces. This aura actually came from Yuan Rong, who was already dead.

Where does such terrible power come from?

Before the two could respond, a five-hundred-foot-long Dharma image rose from the ground, shocking the entire audience for a moment.

"die!"

Yuanrong was now in the Dharmakāya, and his state was somewhat similar to that of Jinchan before. It was as if the Dharmakāya had become a part of his body, and then he roared inarticulately.

Seeing this, Han Yu shook his head. He was right not to keep the pills. This was too weird. It was certain that Yuan Rong had lost all his rationality at this moment.

He really has no rationality at all. Now the only thing supporting Yuanrong is the obsession to kill Di Liuxin or Jiang Xinyuan.

So, he didn't attack anyone and just slapped the two of them.

The huge palm was like a sky curtain, and for a moment, the sky was dark and there was endless murderous intent... (End of this chapter)