A small independent cultivator without any sect or school, but made a deal with the Heavenly Dao

Chapter 135 Qing'an's Self-Destruction

"From now on, I won't allow any of you to act on your own. Live well. I can die, but you don't have to accompany me."

Pei Cangli said this solemnly and continued walking forward. Liu Lian’s departure made Pei Cangli feel very guilty.

She is not a qualified boss. She can't even protect the people around her. How can she be qualified to be their boss?

Hongyu and Qing'an looked at each other, and understood what each other meant from their eyes. They smiled at each other and caught up with Pei Cangli from behind.

Seeing the vast plain in front of him, it is said that the Demonic Gorge is further ahead. Pei Cangli thought to himself that this might be the final battlefield, so let everything end.

She didn't want to lose anyone again. If she had to die, she would protect the safety of those around her.

Hongyu and the others who arrived later, saw this place and knew that the final moment was approaching.

If we can cross it, everyone will be happy. If we can't cross it, then we will die with the enemy.

Sure enough, not long after, monks from all directions surrounded this place and began to besiege them. Compared with Pei Cangli and his companions, the enemies were like a herd of elephants entering an ant nest.

Pei Cangli was extremely exhausted and had almost no fighting ability. Her face was pale, but her eyes showed stubbornness and indomitable spirit.

Every time he threw the poison, it seemed extremely difficult. His movements were no longer as precise as before. His body was shaking slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The other four were in a similar state. Hongyu and Qing'an were covered in wounds, bleeding constantly, but they had no time to bandage them, and just waved their weapons to resist the enemy's attacks.

Their eyes were focused and determined, their faces were solemn, beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, but they had no time to wipe them off.

Zi Mei moved nimbly among the enemies, trying to find their weaknesses, but her shadow was almost invisible.

While defending against the enemy's attacks, Cang Cang looked at Pei Cangli from time to time, his eyes full of worry and determination to protect him.

They stood back to back, forming a defensive circle, cooperating with each other tacitly. Although they were at a disadvantage, they did not retreat at all, and every move was full of determination, just to fight their way out of this desperate situation.

Soon Pei Cangli heard someone calling her. Was there anyone coming to save her? She could die, but she hoped someone could help her and rescue her companions. There was no need for them all to die here.

Unfortunately, there were too many enemies and she couldn't see anyone at all. She only heard someone calling her Pei Cangli, someone calling her Senior Sister Pei, and a man and a woman calling her Fellow Daoist Pei.

When the enemy saw that someone actually came to rescue Pei Cangli, they increased the intensity of their attack. Everyone struggled to hold on, but was gradually defeated because they were all too tired.

Looking at the situation around her, Qing'an knew that she had to fight for Pei Cangli's chance of survival. Someone had already come to rescue her, and as long as she could hold on for this period of time, Pei Cangli would be able to survive.

As long as she can live well, including her share, Pei Cangli is worth everything in this world, including her own life.

Qing'an smiled at Pei Cangli and said, "Pei Cangli, thank you for giving me another chance to live. It's worth it for me to live secretly for so long. It's great to know you. I hope I can meet you sooner in the next life."

After saying that, he rushed towards the enemy's encirclement, used his spiritual power to encircle the enemy, and resolutely chose to disperse his power and self-destruct. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Pei Cangli's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief and horror. Her body was trembling slightly, and her lips were trembling unconsciously.

The impact of Qing'an's self-explosion made her fall backwards violently. She fell heavily to the ground, but she felt no pain. Only endless shock and grief surged in her heart.

Pei Cangli's eyes were empty and blank. He stared blankly at the place where Qing'an exploded. There was smoke and dust everywhere, as if her figure was still there.

Tears instantly blurred her eyes, and a hoarse cry of grief came from her throat: "Qing'an!"

Qing'an wore a mask until his death and could not show his true face to others, just to help her keep the secret.

After a long while, Pei Cangli slowly turned her head and looked at the enemies around her. At this moment, her eyes were burning with anger, a hatred that went deep into her bones.

She clenched her teeth, the muscles on her face were tense, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails dug deep into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain.

Sitting down slowly on the ground, Pei Cangli began to make hand gestures. Since they couldn't survive, then they all should not live and just die together.

The originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds came from all directions like a surging tide, quickly gathering over the open space.

There was a strange light flickering in the clouds, sometimes red as blood, sometimes purple as lightning, as if a huge storm was brewing.

The wind was blowing so hard that everyone's clothes rustled, and the flying sand and rocks made it almost impossible to open their eyes.

A blinding flash of lightning pierced through the clouds like a silver snake, and then a deafening thunder roared, as if the heavens were roaring for the upcoming brutal battle.

The strong light illuminated Pei Cangli's resolute face. She raised her head slightly and looked at this sudden vision, a trace of sadness welling up in her heart.

The enemies who were besieging Pei Cangli and his men suddenly felt a strong sense of danger, as if they were being stared at by the god of death.

The next second they found that they could not move their bodies, and Hongyu and the other two also noticed this situation. They turned around and found that it was Pei Cangli who was casting a spell, and hurriedly protected her.

When Pei Cangli's hands stopped moving completely, the enemies who could not move their bodies fell down lifelessly one after another.

Pei Cangli, who was casting the spell, spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body was like a piece of tattered cotton wool, with spiritual energy leaking out everywhere.

Hongyu took the opportunity to take Pei Cangli and continue running forward. They were about to break out of the encirclement, but suddenly a group of monsters rushed out.

Pei Cangli was unable to speak at this time. Large mouthfuls of blood came out of her mouth, and she could no longer stand.

Looking at the demons surrounding her, Hongyu glanced at Cangcang and Zimei, and Cangcang and Zimei also understood what she meant.

"Sister, you always stood in front of me to protect me, fearing that I would get hurt. This time, let me protect you! Go quickly, and stay alive!"

"Cang Cang, Zi Mei, my sister is now in your hands. You must protect her well."

After Hongyu finished speaking, she pushed Pei Cangli to Cangcang and the others, and she transformed herself into her original form, blocking all attacks from the demon clan.

Pei Cangli reached out to pull Hongyu, but he pulled nothing. Instead, he coughed up a lot of blood because he moved too hard.

Zi Mei transformed into a chair. Cang Cang helped Pei Cangli onto it and continued to run forward with her. The Evil Demon Gorge was in front of them.

Unfortunately, there were still monsters blocking the way along the way, and Cang Cang kept throwing the little poison he had left.

A demon shouted, "Pei Cangli, where are you running? Today I will make you pay for the life of our Young Master Ling Yan."