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Volume 1: The Suspense of the Alchemy Cauldron Chapter 120: Life hangs by a thread

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    This is an intact temple, brightly lit, reflecting statues with different faces, which seem to be portraits of various gods.  These so-called gods are all vividly portrayed, and they all seem to contain their own personality traits, including joy, indifference, benevolence, fraternity, wildness, and confidence It seems to have a bright aura, but  The situation in front of me was completely different.  A large group of monks are gathering among them, as many as hundreds.  All wearing masks.  There are twelve monks in the front wearing strange masks. They are called strange because the masks of these twelve people are not ordinary masks. They are hazy and strange. The white light shines in the picture, corresponding to the twelve gods in the entire temple.  , can’t even be seen clearly in this picture.  Between the gods in the temple, there is a towering cross-shaped shelf.  It was Shen Ningshuang, with a slender figure, hanging hair, and a haggard face. She made no sound, her feet and hands were tied to the cross with iron chains, nails were driven into her bare ankles and wrists, and blood overflowed.  Converging on the cross, the entire cross seemed to bloom with a faint light.  Wen Tianbao's heart trembled when he saw it, and his eyes turned red.  If he hadn't left the small courtyard for a short time, how could Shen Ningshuang be under house arrest, and even now nailed to a cross!  "O God, O eternal gods, O Supreme Lord, we humble apostles salute you." In front of the twelve masked monks, a red-robed messenger murmured in praise.  The sound came from the screen, but Wen Tianbao couldn't understand his words.  This red-robed messenger was the previous messenger. He had yellow hair, a straight nose, and some slight stubble on his face. He clasped his hands together and continued to chant: "The souls of the world are full of evil and corruption, and we must get the help of the gods."  Purify them, expel their lustful and rotten humanity, expel their sad and fearful humanity, expel their greedy and ignorant humanity, expel" This person cited scriptures and doctrines, and recited dozens of oaths in succession.  Then, he held out a small bottle with one hand and raised a branch with the other hand. The small bottle and the branch were like those strange masks, full of white light, and even the water in the bottle was extraordinary, not spiritual spring water.  But it seems better than spiritual spring water, it seems to be a kind of water that has never been seen before.  "Noble gods, we pray for purification, pray for light, pray for greatness, let all the light shine down, let all the bad qualities purify and dissipate" At this moment, the entire scroll screen trembled, a trace of  Silk ripples flashed, as if there was some mysterious presence interfering.  The entire temple suddenly trembled, and most of the monks looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.  Only the twelve most devout monks at the front and the red-robed messenger kept praying and completely ignored what was happening.  "Ah, Almighty Lord, let us wash away this devilish woman. Her evil makes the world tremble. She is a scourge on the world, the source of death, and the source of all human suffering. She should not exist in this world.  ! Oh, the Almighty Lord, please grant us humble apostles the power to slay more demons!" The red-robed messenger thought faster and faster, and the whole picture became distorted.  "Woo~" It was as if a gust of wind was whistling, and the flickering lights around him were instantly extinguished.  The grease that burned these lamps was obviously extraordinary, and it was impossible for ordinary wind to blow it out, but at that moment, everything fell into darkness.  The masks of the twelve masked monks inspired rays of light, which resonated with the twelve statues of gods.  The twelve statues also began to tremble, and a hazy figure seemed to appear behind them, and they seemed to be humming.  Suddenly, something seemed to condense in the void, and there seemed to be some light in the darkness.  A figure bathed in white light appeared on the cross. No one could see his face clearly. His body seemed to be greater than the entire world, and his power seemed to be endless!  "Humans who respect me, as you wish, I will deprive her of everything and give you supreme power!" As soon as he opened his mouth, there seemed to be countless people talking, layer upon layer, vast and unknown. When speaking, Wen Wen  Tianbao felt that the pictures on the scroll were starting to become hazy and fuzzy.  The chains that bound Shen Ningshuang were released, and a mighty and holy white light seemed to emit from it. The injuries on her hands and feet were healing. At the same time, she rose into the sky like a fairy rising into the sky.  She closed her eyes tightly, everything was gentle and quiet, beautiful and touching, free from the secular world, competing with snow and frost.  The moment she rose into the air, she suddenly woke up, as if she had undergone a drastic change from a fairy. Her expression was no longer peaceful, an indifferent expression appeared on her face, and she seemed to have turned into another person.  No, maybe not a person.  At the same time, everyone in the temple was led to pray, and each prayer seemed to contain infinite power: "O Almighty Lord, all darkness will be illuminated.Expelled by the Ming Dynasty, all death will be expelled by rebirth, everything" The figures behind the twelve statues also gradually appeared, complementing the white light of the human form above. "Expel your demonic nature, expel your evil nature, expel your fairy nature  , Take away your humanity" The voice reappeared in the white light, and it seemed that a big white hand had gathered to support Shen Ningshuang. At this moment, Shen Ningshuang seemed to be completely indifferent, and she didn't know where the power came from. Her eyes were full of energy.  With a hint of coldness, black energy surged out of the void. This black energy was pure and abnormal, comparable to the energy of a fairy, trying to resist the humanoid white light. "Accept the purification!"  "The human-shaped white light emits a vast and boundless sound. "There is a bell ringing in the white light, and the sound is refreshing, and it seems like countless people are chanting. Shen Ningshuang's face suddenly changes, as calm as a fairy, natural and easy-going,  Unparalleled in the world, she stretched out her slender hand, and a trace of pure light burst out from the void, intertwined with the black air, and landed on the top of her head. Her face gradually changed from indifferent to charming.  Sometimes indifferent, sometimes as calm as a fairy, her expression kept changing. Wen Tianbao saw that there was more pain on her face, and a trace of tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. Everything seemed to be going away, and her face became more and more beautiful.  Getting closer and closer to the edge of disappearance. As the white light bloomed, even Wen Tianbao felt that his soul was being purified, and some of his thoughts became dull, "No, it must not be like this!  Baoyu!  "Wen Tianbao shouted loudly, and the jade in his eyebrows seemed to vibrate, radiating a circle of light, even passing through the scroll and reaching the other end of the screen. The humanoid white light on the opposite side finally discovered the abnormal situation.  There seems to be no human thought fluctuation at present, and it is all based on instinct. Faced with the fluctuation of Baoyu, it seems to have encountered a big threat, and its light seems to be changing under the fluctuation of Baoyu. "The glory of God cannot be blasphemed!"  "The humanoid white light suddenly spoke, and a circle of white light seemed to bloom to infinity, as if it was about to break through the scroll. As if it had completely felt the power contained in the white light, Baoyu fluctuated wildly again, passing through the scroll one after another. This scroll seemed to  It is a container of communication. The waves of the two are transmitted to each other, but they are far apart, but it seems that no one can do anything to the other. But Wen Tianbao can't wait any longer. He just heard Shen Ningshuang scream in the picture, and the corners of her eyes began to turn.  Trembling, the black air and pure light in the void gradually dissipated. Under the baptism, her hair turned from black to white, and her face began to age. Her life seemed to be taken away and might end at any time. "Miss Shen, I,  I really hate it and there is really nothing I can do!  "Wen Tianbao's eyes were red, with a trace of tears hidden, and he was heartbroken and unspeakable. His anger did not bring him good luck, but instead affected Baoyu. The white light there was blessed by black energy and pure light, and it seemed that  Gradually getting better. At this moment, everyone in the temple also fell into a frenzy. They were blessed by the humanoid white light, and everyone's cultivation level was rising steadily. Everyone was bathed in a beautiful scene.  In this state, no matter how fierce the battle in the outside world is, the twelve masked monks are even about to merge with the twelve idols. As for the red-robed messenger, he has received the greatest blessing, and his whole body is covered with white light.  , the scarlet energy on his body turned into a bright white color. It all happened too suddenly, and the distance was too far. If it weren't for the 'Trapped Dragon Formation' and the time wasted wandering around the city, it would never have happened.  Things like this will happen! "Humble creatures, don't struggle, just end it!  "The humanoid light seemed to be greatly satisfied, and white light enveloped the entire temple. "No!  "Seeing that Shen Ningshuang's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and that she was far away but yet so close at hand, Wen Tianbao couldn't help himself. His character seemed to have a big flaw at this moment. The spiritual platform trembled, and there was an inexplicable crack. Cultivation  It seemed like everything was going to be in vain! In desperation, Wen Tianbao suddenly mobilized his spiritual consciousness and merged into the scroll. At this moment, he seemed to be saved. Wen Tianbao actually fit into the scroll completely, as if he was the scroll, and he felt inexplicably in control.  Everything in the dungeon was clearly understood. When his mind was focused on the temple, his body actually disappeared and moved with the help of this scroll!  Next, he actually teleported to the desired location. Everyone in the temple was bathing in the light, unable to extricate themselves. Wen Tianbao'sThe shadow also paused from the void and landed instantly.  Above the head is the human-shaped white light, and Shen Ningshuang is held by the big white hands.  Shen Ningshuang's body has lost all color, her hair is as white as snow, her black hair is stained, and her tears are still there, leaving her last beautiful shadow.  At this moment, Wen Tianbao had already let Baoyu go. Without Wen Tianbao's restraint, this Baoyu actually burst out bursts of strange lights, which were far more bizarre than before!  The moment this strange light burst out, the human-shaped light also quickly shrank, and loud sounds were made: "Now you have blasphemed the gods, and the humble creatures will have no future from now on!" As soon as the voice fell, part of it was actually swallowed by the jade, and it was extremely large.  Part of it shrank suddenly, and the twelve statues disappeared quickly.  Wen Tianbao didn't care about Baoyu, he only focused on Shen Ningshuang.  She stretched out her hand in the air and took Shen Ningshuang, whose black hair turned into snow, into her arms.  At this moment, Shen Ningshuang only had one breath left, and her vitality was rapidly declining.  "Miss Shen." Wen Tianbao called softly.  Shen Ningshuang struggled to slowly open her eyes. She seemed to have regained her former voice, appearance, and smile. She forced out a smile: "I knew you would come, but it seems it's too late." "It's never too late! There's still help  "Wen Tianbao's heart surged, and sadness spread in his heart. He stared at Shen Ningshuang's haggard face, but he choked up and couldn't speak.  ————————————————————————Third update.  The outbreak will continue tomorrow.
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