Everything happened in an instant, and the brightly lit world turned into a ghost house.
In the Longevity Building, the candlelight held by the boys and girls swallowed up the light and turned into a faint green color. The snow-white skin of the young children in gorgeous clothes turned into green, but their smiles remained the same. All the accumulated flowers on the gorgeous carpet turned into flowing fire and flowed to the center of the pool. The graceful figure of the dancer turned into blue smoke and let out a sharp laugh.
In front, the screen made of firelight turned pale white. The sleeves of an old Taoist with a hairpin fluttered. He had antlers on his head, and boys and girls surrounded him.
"They are not humans, they are ginseng fruits." Siming looked at the boys and girls and said.
Ning Jiujiu nodded heavily, gathered his voice and asked: "How to kill?"
Siming said: "The third plan is just to use my sword."
Ning Jiujiu had no time to nod before Si Ming's figure disappeared from her side. She drew out the invisible sword invisibly, and instantly extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp in the room.
In the light, Bailu Shouxing's face was half green and half white. He stared at Si Ming's stabbing sword with an extremely serious look on his face. Then he pushed out his two fingers heavily to resist the sword's edge.
He knew that he shouldn't take this sword, but he had been suppressed for too long at Biqiu Peak. He also wanted to know how big the gap was between himself and the fourth best person in the world!
The sword wind blew towards his face, shaking his beard and hair into pieces. The flesh and blood between Bailu Shouxing's two fingers was instantly cut away, leaving only the white bones exposed.
Bone-topped sword!
The bones were cut into powder and fell with a rustle.
Bailu longevity star snorted. In the fire screens on both sides, there were long knives burning with green fire, cutting towards the heart of Siming's head.
Si Ming remained indifferent.
Although these two fire knives had the ability to corrode the soul and cut off the bones, to her they were no more than two handfuls of sprinkled flour.
On top of the virtual sword, the sword wind surged, killing Bai Lu Shou Xing's body.
Behind her, the boys and girls transformed from ginseng fruits also opened their mouths, revealing their white sharp teeth, and rushed toward her back.
"Haha, what you said about the fallen immortal was a thousand hearts, but you... did far more than that fallen immortal!" Siming sneered, she stepped on the steps, drew the sword with her right hand, and drew the sword with her left hand. He waved his sleeves and instantly tore off the screens on both sides. Behind the screens, there were piles of bones.
Each of these ginseng fruits is watered with hundreds of animal blood and animal bones, supplemented by the heart of a spirit-opening demon. At this moment, they are manifesting their original forms one after another. In the Wanshou Tower, the atmosphere of blood is It becomes thick and thick in an instant.
Bailu Shouxing rotated his cultivation and resisted Siming's sword with all his strength. His voice was like a roar, and he said: "My purpose is different from that of the fallen immortal. How can we be compared? Everything he did was for his own ascension, and I did these The sacrifice is for the survival of the demon clan for future generations!"
When these boys and girls transformed from ginseng fruits rushed towards them, Ning Jiujiu had already arrived behind Siming.
He swiped his sword horizontally, and in the sword light that surged like river water, boys and girls were all blown away, and their bodies were broken into several pieces.
But it's impossible to kill them.
On the ground, the fragmented corpses were squirming and splicing rapidly. Some people randomly grabbed their arms and pressed them on their bodies. Some people picked up their heads and twisted them on their stems. Some of them had their limbs and heads cut off and rolled around in the sea of limbs. It immediately returned to normal, and there were also headless corpses jumping around, clamoring for any extra heads they could use.
There was a lot of noise in Wanshou Building.
Ning Chang's expression remained unchanged, and there were countless sword blades standing between the flicks of his fingers. The blades echoed each other, blocking a thunder pool.
"Hahaha, don't waste your efforts. These resentful spirits are all condensed by the sacred tree. How can they be killed easily?" Bailu Shouxing laughed loudly. He could no longer catch Si Ming's sword, and his figure was forced. Stop and back up.
Pong!
Bailu Shouxing was held up by the sword and broke all the screens in the room, and his body hit the wall.
Siming's sword sank into his body.
The corpse of Bailu longevity star decayed rapidly.
Siming's eyes changed slightly. Behind her, the scattered bones suddenly condensed and turned into an ancient knife to stab her.
"The art of bone transformation?" Siming whispered softly, "That's wrong!"
She blocked Bailu Shouxing's sword edge with a back sword technique, and in front of her, the rotten bone that she had pierced before instantly revived and was handed a sword.
Siming's eyes narrowed, and he directly used his gaze to break off the edge of the knife.
The resurrected bones died again, but beside her, the white bones originally piled behind the screen came to life. They all turned into white deer and rushed towards Si Ming's place.
"Obstacle?" Siming shook his head slightly.
She pinched the lotus in her hand and slowly lowered it in front of her. Sword fire ignited on the foreheads of the white-bone deers, forcing them back three feet away.
The divine robe of Siming fluttered slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the bones shattered together and splashed on the wall like ink.
In the painted room on the wall, a white deer that was originally painted disappeared.
That seems to be the real body of Bailu longevity star.
The old man with his hairpin in a bun and yellow and black robes appeared again. He looked at Si Ming solemnly, ran the Ten Thousand Demons Art, and slapped him on the head with one palm, like a giant deer turning over his hooves.
This is a powerful palm. If it were an ordinary person, it would be turned into flesh in an instant.
Siming raised his head.
The strong wind blew down from the top of his head, making his silver hair and black robe stand straight.
If it had been in the past, Si Ming might have needed some strength to break this palm, but she realized the true way in her dream, and her swordsmanship has improved further. At this moment, she will not let go unless she faces the Ten Thousand Demon Art, which has been fully cultivated. In the eyes!
Siming raised his head and pointed his sword straight into the sky.
This is a simple and straightforward sword, obviously as small as a blade of grass under Mount Tai or a small boat under the huge waves. But it was Mount Tai that collapsed, and it was the huge waves that broke.
Siming stepped lightly, the bricks under her feet were shattered, and her figure had already arrived in front of Bailu longevity star.
She took out another sword and slashed at the antlers on both sides of his bun.
The spiritual power and demonic power collided, and the sound was like the collision of ocean tides. The aroused spiritual power overturned everything. In the Wanshou Building, the walls were shattered and the wooden pillars were broken. The sound was terrifying.
After Si Ming struck down with his sword, Taoist Bailu's footsteps criss-crossed, and hundreds of hoofbeats sounded at the same time. His voice was like a deer hanging its antlers, traceless, but it found life in the light of Si Ming's crisscrossing swords.
But despite this, his bun was still cut off, and the camellias fell to the ground.
At the rear, hundreds of boys and girls were blocked by Ning Jiujiu with his sword, but Ning Jiujiu seemed to have spent a lot of effort and his face turned pale.
Bailu Shouxing still had time to spare. He glanced at Ning Changjiu and said, "The pretty boy you brought here is really useless. He can only block the soldiers for you, but can't share your worries."
Si Ming did not comment, but said lightly, "It's useless."
While speaking, Siming waved his sword casually, and a stunning sword light was pushed out in front of him like a seagull breaking the tide.
The Wanshou Tower, which was already in a mess, was almost cut in half by this sword.
Bailu Shouxing moved repeatedly, but failed to dodge. Two sword lights pierced his shoulder blades like nails, knocking him over, smashing through the wall behind him, and falling into another room.
Si Ming did not hesitate, she smashed the bones next to her that were trying to re-congeal into pieces, and then stepped into the room.
The moment Si Ming settled down, dozens of mechanisms in the room started working at the same time. Swords and chains tempered by demon fire criss-crossed, sealing her escape route and suppressing the endless murderous intent. !
"You told us such a long story earlier just for this shoddy killing spree?" Siming shook his head slightly.
The sword that was slashing at speed suddenly became extremely slow after encountering some kind of fetter.
Bailu Shouxing watched helplessly as this woman with a black robe and a fox face strolled through the shadows of swords and swords in the killing chamber he had carefully prepared!
"You... what kind of authority do you have?!"
Bailu Shouxing's words were mixed with anger.
Siming didn't answer. Her long figure suddenly moved like thunder and exploded in front of Bailu Shouxing. Where she raised her hand, a virtual sword instantly condensed. She held it casually and threw it towards Bailu Shouxing's heart. push.
Ning Chang was still trying to stop the hundreds of unkillable boys and girls when he heard a loud noise from behind. It was the scream of Bailu Shouxing and the sound of dozens of mechanisms breaking simultaneously.
Bai Lu Shou Xing's old body had been pierced completely by a sword, but Si Ming didn't care at all. After she stabbed with the sword, several swords suddenly appeared on both sides of the silver hair, and they all stabbed at Bai Lu Shou Xing.
This demon king in the first realm of the Five Paths was obviously already dominating one side, but after his real body was captured, he was crushed to death by the opponent's realm. He couldn't make any resistance and could only watch several sword attacks. Stab himself in the forehead.
"It's useless even if you kill me!" Bailu Shouxing said sternly: "You can't take away the power of Lord Ming at all!"
"Why?" Siming asked.
Before his head was pierced by those swords, Bai Lu Shou Xing laughed loudly: "Because... the power of Lord Hades is just a sword!"
In the City of Ten Thousand Demons, anyone with a sword will die!
This is the lingering sound in Bailu Shouxing's words.
Siming was slightly shocked, and she immediately thought of another Netherworld Immortal Sword named after Shen Tu - Yu Lei.
In Luo Shu, Qiu Yue once took Yu Lei's imitation and said that the real sword should have been destroyed in the war... But how could the sword of Hades disappear so easily? Shen Tu's broken blade still exists, and Yu Lei might also remain in the world!
This thought was swirling in her mind.
The door to the killing room behind him suddenly closed.
The sound of mechanical operation suddenly sounded, and a scorching sun seemed to bloom above her.
It was not a bloom, but a golden feather.
That was one of the two magic weapons given to Bai Lu by the Golden-winged Dapeng!
In the whole room, all the killing weapons squeezed in in an instant. On top of the golden feathers, the white deer longevity star appeared, and it showed a ferocious smile to Siming.
It reincarnated with the help of the golden feather, and then the soul and the golden feather were ejected relative to each other. He wanted to kill Siming and seriously injure him at the cost of destroying this carefully prepared room!
But it still underestimated Siming.
The moment the house was destroyed, it couldn't even see a hint of shock in those ice eyes.
She was like a shadow embedded in the house, and the collapse of the entire house had nothing to do with her.
This is one of the powers of the moon bird, which is similar to Ning Jiujiu's water moon in the mirror.
Siming turned into flowing light, wrapped in the power of time, and instantly crossed the crack of the collapsed mechanism, and pointed a sword to slash at the golden feather.
The golden feather was shrouded in the moonlight, unable to escape, and shattered into golden light, and the figure of the White Deer longevity fell out of it.
After forcefully receiving a blow from the Five Demon Kings, Siming's expression remained calm.
The outcome was basically clear. She held it with her backhand, the virtual sword condensed in her palm, and shot out with a flick of her wrist.
After striking the sword, she put her hands behind her back and walked leisurely to one side. It was full of flaws, which was very embarrassing.
There was a look of forbearance in Bai Lu Shou Xing's eyes.
Its bones exploded at this moment.
Above the head, two antlers flew out like swords and landed in a pair of hands - it was a black wind-like shadow thrown out of the skeleton.
He threw himself at Siming's back with all his strength, intending to die with him.
Si Ming remained indifferent.
There was a pop. The antlers fell to the ground dully.
The black shadow was broken from the waist.
The one who draws the sword is Ning Changjiu.
He has been waiting for a long time.
He pretended to be having a hard time dealing with those ginseng fruits earlier because he had already agreed with Siming that he would wait for her to kill Bailu Shou Xing until she was on the verge of death, and then deliberately exaggerate and expose a huge flaw, forcing him to reveal his true appearance and fight to the death.
When all Bailu's attention was focused on Si Ming, Ning Jiujiu, who had already planned it, came behind him and intercepted him with a sword.
Bailu Shouxing's body fell to the ground and was broken into two parts.
"Well done." Siming turned around and said calmly.
She glanced at the boys and girls in the Wanshou Building. After the birthday boy's grandfather died, they were all shocked and retreated to the wall, trembling.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Bai Lu is dead, who are we going to ask for the whereabouts of Netherworld Authority?"
Siming said confidently: "There is no need to look for the power of the underworld, it is in the ginseng fruit tree."
"That's it." Ning nodded for a long time. He turned around, looked back, and said, "What should I do with these ginseng fruits?"
Siming said: "What else can we do? Should we throw them all into the alchemy furnace to refine elixirs?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head gently.
Siming walked towards them and said to himself: "After all, they are demons in the five realms, but they are so weak?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Under the protection of a saint, the soul should be immortal. This White Deer longevity star died too simply."
Siming said: "After all, it was me who took action."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and praised: "Master, your skills are unparalleled and there is no way for demons to hide."
Siming frowned slightly: "The longevity star of Bailu is dead, but you are pretending to be addicted?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Siming's eyes.
The golden light was thrown by a virgin in the crowd.
This is the second magic weapon lent to it by the Golden-winged Dapeng: the Golden Rope.
This was the relic of the fallen immortal. Later, in order to make good friends with the Golden-winged Dapeng, Bailu Shouxing gave it to the Golden-winged Dapeng.
The golden rope flew towards Siming like a golden arrow. Si Ming looked at this slightly weak blow that he had endured for a long time and shook his head slightly.
She stretched out her hand and twisted her palm. The golden rope hovered three feet in front of her, twisting in pain like a snake being pecked by a goshawk.
It was also at this moment that a murderous intention rose up behind him like a sharp blade!
The source of the murderous intention was a stone tea flower - it was the stone tea that fell to the ground when Bai Lu Shou Xing's bun was split!
The moment the murderous intent arose, a chill ran down Si Ming's spine while she was still trapped by the golden rope. She did not understand the cause of this murderous intent, but suddenly realized that it was too late to defend herself, and this blow would never be enough to kill her. , but if you don’t handle it carefully, you may be injured!
But Ning Changjiu seemed to have expected it.
The moment the camellia's murderous intent arose, the Golden Crow flew out and light fell on it.
The death energy of the netherworld seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and was dispersed after a struggle.
The Golden Crow held the half-withered flower in its mouth, flew up leisurely, and gently put it down.
The stone camellias fell to the ground, and a young man in dark brown clothes fell out of them. He fell to the ground with dark eyes, black blood flowing from his seven orifices, and he looked like he was dying.
Siming dispersed the fairy spirit of the golden rope and held it. She looked at the young man in black on the ground, looked up at Ning Changjiu, and asked doubtfully: "What on earth is going on?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Let it be explained."
The young man in tea clothes stared at Ning Changjiu and said: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the person I underestimated in the end was actually you?!"
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "You have done a very good job."
The young man in tea clothes heard this almost insulting comfort, and said unwillingly: "When did you guess my identity?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "When I first saw you, I felt something was wrong."
The young man in tea clothes was bleeding with black blood. He stared at Ning for a long time, resentful and unwilling to give up.
Siming then realized in hindsight: "He is the camellia demon?!"
Ning Changjiu nodded gently and said, "Do you still remember the monsters we met in the ghost temple outside the city?"
Siming narrowed his eyes.
Ning Jiujiu continued: "The centipede that holds the chicken hostage, the mantis that holds the oriole hostage, the mosquito that holds the frog hostage... At that time, I felt that the legendary ghost emperor had a strong resentment against his natural enemies."
Ning looked at the young man in tea clothes for a long time and explained to Siming: "I once thought that the leader of Bhikkhu Peak was White Deer, and that White Deer should have a very high status, but I saw on the mountainside that in order to protect the camellias, The woman who drove the white deer saw many tributes of deer meat in the temple. Even the fertilizer used to water the longevity fruit tree contained many deer bones. More importantly, the ones who accepted us were two flower essences. These two flower spirits Shing Ming is specially selected to receive guests, but he is very arrogant and dares to be disrespectful to... my master."
When Si Ming heard the word "master" now, he always felt that he was mocking him.
The young man in tea clothes on the ground listened and sneered: "You are right... I am not the White Deer longevity star at all, I am the stone camellia essence... I killed Bai Lu and occupied his consciousness. I He is the hero of our clan, the king who leads them to welcome the light and morning dew on their behalf!"
He coughed for a while and continued: "Bhikkhu Peak was originally the pure land of our flower spirit tribe. After the arrival of the white deer and the dead fox, they trampled the sea of flowers into a state of disarray and ate up most of the unopened flowers. The flower demons who have awakened have taken over and taken it as their own! Even our sacred tree and ginseng were plundered by them!"
The tea-clothed young man said in a hoarse voice: "All of this was only relieved after the arrival of the 'fallen immortal' monarch it calls. The monarch regards us as exotic flowers and pistils, protects us, and instead kills those deer and fox demons. I I thought that the white deer and the fox would also be killed, but little did they know that they immediately turned to the monarch and worked for the tiger! It is just a lie to be deceived by the monarch! They are the remnants of the demon clan!"
"The saint actually understood the truth at the time, but he was kind-hearted and only beat them half to death! At that time... At that time, the white deer dragged his seriously injured body and came to the ginseng fruit, hoping to pray for the sacred tree to appear. Hahaha... the sacred tree indeed appeared. Yes, but I was hiding behind it and pretending!"
"I still clearly remember the white deer's overjoyed look at that time! That's when I realized that it was so weak that even I could kill it!"
"I pretended to be the spirit of the sacred tree and deceived it, killed it...occupied its consciousness, and left its body behind!"
"Hahaha... It was also that day that I was recognized by Shenmu, and my cultivation began to improve by leaps and bounds..."
"It's just... I didn't know at that time that even the sacred tree... had begun to fall."
The young man in tea clothes told the truth about that year.
At that time, the saint was not dead yet, and his soul had not yet protected the great demon in the world, so it could replace the soul of the white deer!
Si Ming looked indifferent.
No wonder the White Deer Demon of the Five Realms is so vulnerable, no wonder it has to carefully prepare to kill the room as a means... It turns out that is not its true body at all! It can grow things like its true form everywhere, and it does not rely on the bone transformation technique, but the spores it spreads!
It is ridiculous to say that longevity is boundless. The real White Deer Demon died hundreds of years ago!
Ning looked at it for a long time and said, "Is this the reason why you killed your fellow humans in the future?"
"What kindred?!" Emotions exploded in the tea-clothed boy's pupils, and he said: "There are no kindred among the demon clan! My only kindred is the flower essence. You see... how well I protect them. "
Behind them, all the ginseng fruits that had been picked after blooming were kneeling on the ground, their heads hung down, and they were shaking in their clothes.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head gently and asked, "Where is the authority of Lord Ming?"
The young man in tea clothes tried his best to get up, sat cross-legged, and said: "I have told you before, you can't take it away... In the City of Ten Thousand Demons, whoever carries the sword will die! That is the sword of the Underworld Lord, how can you take it away? ?”
Ning Jiujiu frowned.
"I'll let you live, and you can bring the sword out for us!" Siming said immediately.
The young man in tea clothes smiled dullly, and wrinkles appeared one by one on his face.
"I know... I have already committed a heinous crime... They have wanted to get rid of me for a long time, but they were unable to take action due to some reasons, haha... Hahaha... They stood idly by and just wanted to use your hands to get rid of me. Ah... I... I have thought of it a long time ago... I originally thought that I could escape this disaster... "
"Can't escape... No one can escape... Hahaha..."
The tea-clothed boy laughed wildly.
The sound shook the Wanshou Tower.
Amidst the laughter, the dark blood of the tea-clothed boy continued to flow. He was overwhelmed by sin and lost his last vitality bit by bit.
The saint has no soul to protect it.
Its soul is always guarded by the ginseng fruit tree.
Now that the sacred tree is dying, how can we protect it? Its only backer, the Golden-winged Dapeng, only gave it two magic weapons.
Except for the flower essences all over the mountain, it has long been abandoned by everyone.
The ginseng fruits knelt on the ground and watched their master die.
They originally thought they would be killed, but saw the man and woman, who were nominally master and apprentice, slowly walking out.
It was still drizzling outside Wanshou Tower.
The white deer spirits who were originally dead soldiers took off their swords and armors and placed them in front of them. They knelt in the rain and kowtowed to Ning Changjiu and Si Ming. For hundreds of years, countless of their kind seemed to be They lived carefree in the mountains, but in fact most of them were killed and skinned after they reached adulthood.
They cried in the rain and kowtowed to the two benefactors who saved them from fire and water.
The pool of water on the ground was dripping with blood from a bruised scalp.
I would rather not accept their kindness for a long time. Because he knew that a short-term rescue was not a real salvation at all. The collapse of the City of Ten Thousand Demons was already foreseeable. For them, this glimmer of light was far from dawn.
"You knew this a long time ago, why didn't you tell me?" Siming began to raise troops to investigate.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Master Priest Bingxue is smart, I thought you could guess it too."
The face under the mask of Si Ming Demon Fox was very ugly.
The hands in her sleeves clenched into fists, wanting to hit Ning Jiujiu in the face.
Ning looked at her for a long time, smiled weakly, and said, "Give it to me."
"What can I give you?" Siming asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "That rope."
"You... what do you want to do?!" Si Ming was slightly startled, his chest heaving, and said: "I... I told you that master and apprentice were just joking. Why do you take it so seriously every time? Can't you have some courage?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Hey, innocent girl Si, what are you thinking about all day long?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the rope, threw it behind him, and rolled up all the boys and girls in the room together.
Si Ming's expression became even more unkind, and she silently swore that if she said anything like this in the future, she would wait for Ning Jiujiu to speak first!
"Why are you catching them? Do you want to refine the elixir of immortality?" Siming asked.
"Am I such an evil heretic?" Ning Changjiu asked: "If I don't take them away, they will all be beaten to death by the deer demon outside the door. Alas... There is still use in keeping them. Biqiu Peak can force the demons into ghosts. We Ghosts should be transformed into good people.”
"..." Siming didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd.
Siming's words were filled with resentment: "Then what are you going to do now?"
Ning Changjiu rubbed his forehead and said, "I'm a little tired. I want to go back and take a nap first."
…
In the darkness of the City of Ten Thousand Demons, the golden-winged roc suddenly opened his eyes.
He didn't care about Bai Lu at all. He would just die and take back the golden rope when the time comes.
but…
He never thought that his Ten Thousand Demon Art, which had been stagnant for hundreds of years, would find the final puzzle piece here.
"Golden Crow..."
The golden-winged roc knocked on the edge of the table and muttered to himself.
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(Update completed! Thank you for everyone’s concern for the author’s health today~)