Chapter 1349： Pure heart

The sky above Wuri Peak is still shrouded in a thick black cloud and mist.

On the top of the mountain, a scene of blood and fire intertwined, which looked particularly tragic.

When Ji Tianxing descended from the sky and landed on a broken mountain, he saw bones scattered everywhere in the ruins.

One after another, bone corpses, lying in the ruins, the miserable sight was shocking.

Some bones were broken, and some were relatively intact, still maintaining their dying posture, looking extremely painful and hopeless.

Ji Tianxing couldn't recognize the bones, but he could guess that they must be the disciples of the Shenyin Sect.

"Damn it! I'm still a step late after all!"

His mood is extremely heavy, his eyes are cold, his complexion is blue, his fists are also clenched, crunching.

He learned that the Shenyin Sect was in trouble and had rushed back as quickly as possible, but he still missed it.

The entire Shenyin Sect was completely silent, with almost no living people in sight, and it was as tragic as purgatory on earth.

Obviously, this disaster happened one or two days ago.

If he is not in a hurry to leave and can live in Shenyin Sect for two more days, he will be able to fight against Blood God Child with Shenyin Sect.

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.

In just a few days, the sacred and solemn Shen Yinzong in the past has become this appearance.

At this time, Xixi Suosuo's voice came from the ruins ahead, as well as several painful grunts and screams.

Ji Tianxing immediately looked up, and saw a faint movement in the ruins a hundred steps ahead.

He hurriedly stepped over the ruins of bricks and rubbles, and his figure flew hundreds of meters away to reach a pile of burnt bricks and wood ruins.

I saw a young man with blond hair lying among the bones.

The white robe he was wearing was already ragged and tattered, and was stained dark red with blood.

His blond hair was also soaked in blood, his face was covered with blood, and he could barely see his original face.

From his waist, the flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only the bones.

He was covered with wounds, at least as many as twenty.

But what was really fatal was the two blood holes in his forehead and chest, which penetrated his heart and soul respectively.

But even so, he didn't die immediately, there was one last breath left.

He struggled weakly, making a muffled muffled sound in his mouth, holding a huge white skeleton with his arms open, and he refused to let go.

That skeleton is ten feet long and two feet high, like a small mountain bag.

Most areas of the skeleton are devoid of flesh and blood, but there is still a small piece left, with some flesh and scales still remaining.

The scale that was as big as the basin was obviously the dragon scale of the Flood Dragon, and it was gray!

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing instantly understood that it was a corpse of Canglong!

He looked around, and saw that there were a few pieces of black dragon corpses scattered in the surrounding ruins.

There is a dragon wing skeleton with only white bones, and a huge dragon head with **** flesh!

There is no doubt that Canglong was beheaded, and the corpse was also cut off.

And the blond young man holding the corpse of the blue dragon and refusing to let go must be Shi Zhongjian!

Ji Tianxing's heart was like falling into an ice cellar, and he flew to Shi Zhongjian's side and called out: "Lion! Lion, you wake up!"

Hearing his eager and worried voice, Shi Zhongjian's body trembled in a coma, and his hands and ten fingers shook slightly.

"Heaven... OK... Brother..."

His voice was extremely weak, and he called out in anger.

It is a pity that his voice is vague in his throat, and most people can't hear him clearly.

Ji Tianxing was full of worries, and hurriedly displayed Aoki's true energy, and injected the rich life force into his body.

With the mighty Aoki Zhenqi, Shi Zhongjian regained some vitality and opened his eyes vaguely.

He stared at Ji Tianxing blindly, his blood-stained lips twitched, his voice was faint, and he said intermittently: "Tianxing... brother, you finally... are back."

Ji Tianxing nodded with a heavy heart, and quickly asked: "Lion, what happened? When did the demons attack? Where are the Shui Master and the elders?"

"Two days ago, the Mozu suddenly attacked, sneaked into the door, released the monstrous blood, and killed countless disciples...

I heard from my master that the leading powerhouse has the strength of the Yuanshen realm, and there are two powerful demon leaders.

Most of the disciples were not qualified to participate in the war, and died unexpectedly. The elders and deacons also died in the battle..."

Shi Zhongjian gradually became sober, his spirit improved a lot, and his speech became more and more clear.

But Ji Tianxing knew that this was a glimpse, and he would soon exhaust the last trace of life and die completely.

He looked serious and nodded, holding Shi Zhongjian's hand, and exhorted: "Lion, you don't have to say any more, stop and rest, I will find a way to treat your injury!"

Shi Zhongjian looked at him firmly, shook his head and said: "Big Brother Tianxing, don't save me. I know my situation. I'm already powerless, and you don't have to waste mana.

In the last time of my life, I can see you appear and say goodbye to you face to face, and I have no regrets. "

Hearing his words, Ji Tianxing's heart suddenly tightened, as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

He stared at Shi Zhongjian with his eyes, and said in a low voice: "If I live in the Shenyin Sect for a few more days, this tragedy will not happen.

If I don’t deal with the Shenyin Sect, maybe the demons won’t be here..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Zhongjian shook his head lightly and said: "Big Brother Tianxing, don't blame yourself, this matter has nothing to do with you, those demon heads are directed at the head...

To be able to meet you in this life, take an adventure with you, explore the Southern Wilderness, is the luckiest thing in my life.

Brother Tianxing, thank you, you used to regard me as a friend and would like to trust me.

Thank you also for coming back to see me and accompany me through the last leg of my life!

In order to protect me, Big Brother Canglong had already left before me.

I also want to accompany it, fulfill my promise, be with it forever, and be a brother and partner forever..."

As Shi Zhongjian spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker, and the words that followed were gradually inaudible His vitality was finally exhausted, and his eyes slowly closed, completely silent.

Ji Tianxing held his hand and felt the temperature of his palm gradually dissipate until it finally became cold.

He froze stiffly in place, and after a long time, he slowly released Shi Zhongjian's palm.

After entering the world of martial arts over the years, he has been accustomed to seeing too many life and death, and he has gradually become numb.

However, Shi Zhongjian has a distinctive color, and he has painted many strokes in his experience.

He has seen many warriors react like crazy, unwilling, angry, desperate or hate before they die.

But he had never seen a person who walked peacefully, calmly, without regrets like Shi Zhongjian.

Even at the moment before his death, Shi Zhongjian never blamed anyone.

He still maintains a simple, kind heart.