Lord Priest, your Daoist Gu is acting like a demon again

Chapter 18 The Past ([-])

The leading demigod stood up, with a heavy and regretful tone, "High Priest, retreat, you and I both know what this war means. We never thought that we would never die with you. The 20-year-old god rank is amazing! The future There is still a long way to go, and the future will be even more beautiful, don’t stop here.”

The priest said weakly: "I can retreat, but you and the iron hooves behind you will not retreat. Behind me is the southern border, where I grew up, where do you want me to retreat?"

"If the world is divided for a long time, it will be united, and if it is united for a long time, it will be divided. This is the way. As a priest, you will not fail to understand. Why do you have to sink deeper and deeper into the mud of this world, obsessed with obsession."

"Ahem, thank you senior."

The priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands. There was no pretentious elegance, but a bit of masculine roughness.

Just when the demigod monk thought that the priest was about to let go, and his brows relaxed, he heard her say: "But there are some things that I can't understand even if I am a priest. If I can understand, I won't be a priest in the southern border. I will not stand here facing you."

"Do you know? Don't look at this place as a mess now, but in spring it is a meadow full of wild flowers. Those flowers can't be named, and they are difficult to be elegant in the eyes of the nobles, but they still try their best. They will bloom with all their strength until they wither after autumn, and then bloom again, but next year, they will never bloom again.”

The priest was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and said bitterly: "The same is true for me, the priests, and my disciples. This place is destined to be our burial place. That's good, we will never be separated again."

The demigod monk hated that iron could not be made into steel, "A mantis' arms will be crushed by the wheels, and if he holds a torch against the fire, he will be burned!"

"There is a person, I hate him very much. But I remember he said a word, a rabbit can bite off a piece of meat if it is in a hurry, let alone I am not a rabbit. Senior, a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength."

"You bastard! How unreasonable!"

"My lord, what nonsense are you talking to her? It's hard to persuade a damned ghost! A 20-year-old god-ranked man with such a terrifying cultivation base let the tiger go back to the mountain today. He can't guarantee that she will not retaliate when her cultivation base breaks through. You know, we killed her O priest!"

The first level of the monk level is a natural moat, and the anger of the god level is enough to wipe out most monks, who dares to bear it easily.

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

All the monks shouted in unison and rushed towards the priest. The ants killed the elephant, not to mention that the other party was just a blind man at the end of his battle, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

There was darkness in front of him, except for the howling wind.This time there was no one standing behind the priest again.Such a feeling of being alone, lonely and desolate, but also fearless.

Sword light is everywhere, and sword pressure is raging.

The white clothes of the priests were also dyed redder and redder by the blood, like red plums blooming in winter,

A faint fragrance floats.

The color of the mountains and rivers has changed, but the fragrance of the sea of ​​blood should be like this!
Until there was a crackling sound, the Sword of Never Abandoning was finally completely shattered by the powerful spiritual power.

A monk's sword is different from an ordinary person's sword. The sword is like a person. Now that the sword has broken a person?
With the shattering of the Sword of Not Abandoning, the few cultivators secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

No one knew that the seriously injured priest could kill so many of them when he was on the verge of death.Beheading in the early stages of the god rank, this is no longer a leapfrog fight, it is simply a legend.But the end of the crossbow is the end of the crossbow. When the final power dissipates, there is only the end.

Looking at the priest who collapsed on the ground, the demigod who was also injured frowned and said, "High Priest, you are really strong. But the gap between us is too big, it's over."

"Ahem... yeah, it's over..."

The priest murmured, his body was already numb from the pain, even lifting a finger was an extravagant hope, the feeling of life being lost was so clear.When a person is about to die, the past quickly unfolds in his mind like a fleeting shadow.

The face of the priest, the faces of the disciples who followed her to the battlefield, Gu Liang's face, and finally Wen Han's innocent and youthful face, and those disciples stationed in Huiyue Palace, the corners of the bloody mouths could not help but appear calm With a nostalgic smile, "But I still can't let you go. Not even one step."

There are people she wants to protect in the southern border, how can she, how dare she let them suffer from the flames of war.

Where there are people, there is hope, and Wen Han and the remaining disciples of Huiyue are the priest's hope.Even if it's just a single seed, as long as it takes time, it will still be full of flowers.The wind is warm and the fragrance of flowers is colorful.very nice.

"You are still so stubborn when you are about to die. Look at your crippled appearance, I am afraid that you will not even be able to be a beast after death."

"Don't worry about the affairs of the afterlife while you are alive, the merits and demerits will be judged by the world."

"Seniors, this is a place with excellent geomantic omen. Everyone has come here, so let's stay together. Stay here with me, priests, and disciples forever."

The priest's voice didn't fluctuate, the matter has come to this point, there is no way to recover, but she still has one last thing to do, revenge!

She has never been a saint, and she must avenge her revenge and repay her kindness. These people in front of her killed the priests and disciples.She took them out of the South, but couldn't bring them home.

She is not a good priest, not a good Axi.She failed everyone. If she could not be born together, she would die together. Since she is destined to go to hell, she must drag these people along with her!
The spirit foundation exploded, the clothes flew up, the huge spiritual power shot straight into the sky, and the earth trembled.

(End of this chapter)