Chapter 2261

A corpse, more than 20 saints! Apart from those who were swallowed up by evil souls, the rest of the saints in the big world were basically here, and only a few people escaped.

"Look at the cause of death of these saints. They help heaven and help you deal with the crazy sect. Why did heaven punish thunder robbery kill these saints when they were both hurt?" ye QingHan asked coldly.

Sanskrit looked carefully at the bodies in the holy tomb. Their fatal injuries were basically heaven's punishment and thunder robbery.

Bang!!

Sanskrit stumbled and almost fell to the ground, looking unwilling and angry.

"Impossible! Why did it kill other saints?" whispered the Sanskrit.

Ye QingHan sneered back, "because it's not me, nor the evil soul, but the world consciousness, that's your so-called destiny!"

Sanskrit Yin sat decadent on the ground and looked at the bodies. He was in great pain. The reason why these people took action against crazy sect was all because of their own words!

Heaven has a gift!

Now think about it, what a ridiculous sentence!

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry! Ye... I'm sorry for you! I thank you with death..." at this moment, the great saint's soul collapsed, and Sanskrit couldn't bear such a result. If she had a choice, she would rather never wake up and die completely. Now living is a kind of torture, so she naturally the fire of life.

Hum!

Ye QingHan stretched out his big hand to hold her neck, forcibly suppressed her spontaneous combustion, and said ruthlessly, "I saved you, not to let you commit suicide! My crazy sect sacrificed three and four brothers are missing because of your words. Do you think I saved you just to let you kill yourself?"

Ye QingHan was so angry that his voice became louder and louder. Finally, he almost roared out, and finally directly threw the Sanskrit sound to the ground.

"No, ah..."

Sanskrit lay on the ground in pain, which was 10000 times more painful than killing her. The people who died in this world destruction were all because of their own words!

"If I believe you enough, how can such a thing happen? I deserve to die! I killed them!"

The Sanskrit voice was too painful to straighten up and curled up on the ground. The hysterical roar, hatred and evil spirit shrouded the Taoist heart. The Taoist heart could not bear it and was almost possessed.

Hiss, hiss!!

Ye QingHan takes a deep breath. He doesn't blame Sanskrit, but it doesn't mean he doesn't hate. But now, it's unnecessary to stick to it. Besides, he needs Sanskrit as a helper. Otherwise, wouldn't he waste a drop of the essence of Xiantao immortal? That drop of essence is equivalent to consuming the life of Xiantao old man for 10000 years or even tens of thousands of years!

"Elder martial sister... I need your help now. You blame yourself. It's better to help me avenge. I'll kill them. Help stake, fraternity and dawn avenge! Without your help, I can't win." ye QingHan hugged Sanskrit in his arms and hugged her to prevent her from struggling, hoping to calm her down.

Sanskrit struggled several times and did not break free. He leaned against ye QingHan's arms and cried loudly, pouring out his emotions.

Saints also have feelings. The great saints are still the same. Their feelings will not break out easily. Once they break out, they will be hysterical or even destructive!

Ye QingHan kept stroking Sanskrit's back to help her resolve her resentment and evil spirit. He whispered, "I didn't blame you. As for your fault, you have punished yourself, and I don't hate you anymore. This time I really need the help of senior sister, otherwise we really don't have a chance this time."

Sanskrit trembled all over and didn't recover all day.

Ye QingHan knows the kindness of Sanskrit. This may be his revenge and punishment for Sanskrit, but he regrets that he shouldn't let her live and suffer. Death may be her best destination.

"Sorry... Sorry..."

This day and night, Sanskrit didn't know how many apologies she said. She couldn't bear the self blame from the soul and gradually fell asleep.

Ye QingHan took him out of the holy tomb and appeared in the holy master mountain a few months later.

Sanskrit calmed the mood, but the evil heart can't be erased for a long time. Maybe it can't be erased in this life.

Sanskrit became silent a lot, and she became a cold and speechless person when she was lively.

Ye QingHan analyzed the current situation and pointed to the layout on the ground, "Elder martial sister, now Saint qizun is still alive, and Tongtian and Zhisheng are still alive, especially Tongtian and Zhisheng. They were only defeated by Wutian at that time, but their injuries were not too serious. We slept or sealed ourselves for hundreds of thousands of years, but they have been practicing immortal Dharma for so many years. We can't determine their real strength now, so You have to be careful. "

Sanskrit Yin leaned on the stone and asked weakly, "is the chess sage still alive? Does he know the truth?"

Ye QingHan nodded and replied, "I'm sure he knows. He knows that I'm alive, but he didn't inform the world consciousness, and he didn't report to the world consciousness, but hid secretly. It can be seen that he has been on guard against the world consciousness, and he didn't contact me. He chose to continue with me. It's impossible for our relationship to work together."

"Master, he's an old man..." Sanskrit also hopes that Tongtian Da Sheng can change his mind. He hopes that ye QingHan won't blame him, but he doesn't know the real truth.

Ye QingHan sighed, "Elder martial sister, don't you understand? At the beginning, you did it for the sake of destiny and the common people. Anyway, the starting point is not for yourself, but the great saints and the emperor and the most saints are for themselves. In order to become immortal, they are different from you. I don't blame you, but I can't forgive them, and they are even stronger than me now, do you think Will they cooperate with me? "

Sanskrit Yin covered his head and was at a loss. Did he have to make another choice between his younger martial brother and his master and choose to kill another one?

This painful choice made her fall into a state of collapse again. The slender ten fingers directly pierced into the flesh, and the golden red holy blood dyed the robe red.

Ye QingHan squatted down slowly, took the jade hand of Sanskrit and whispered, "as for the great sage of heaven, you don't have to do it. It's best that he doesn't oppose me this time. If he really wants to oppose me, I'll make him die happier and never torture him."

"Can you spare him from death? After all, he raised me. This time I'll help you. When the matter is over, I'll exchange my life for his life, OK?" the Sanskrit asked.

Ye QingHan shook his head. At this time, she had no hatred and blame for the Sanskrit sound. She was also a poor person. For the first time, she chose one in front of the destiny, the common people and herself. Now she chose another in front of Tongtian and herself. One of the two choices must kill the other. I'm afraid she can't choose to be herself.

Looking at ye QingHan's firm attitude, Sanskrit Yin can only bury his head between his legs and silently bear the pain.