He clearly followed He Xiyun and the others' orders, and stayed in a small courtyard in preparation for emergency response, while Chang Ming and the others went to Wanlian Buddha Land through the formation. Before leaving, Xu Jingxian also sent a cripple with disabled legs to him. The cripple didn't talk to him. He didn't do anything all day. , I don't know what I'm tinkering with.
The chapters are very boring and I have to stop and think about what I have learned in the past. I meditate and meditate every day, but I have some gains.
But he never thought that the accident did not start with Changming and the ghost king, but from Youdu.
Overnight, the situation changed suddenly, the demons raged, and the ghosts screamed.
Lonely souls and wild ghosts came out of their nests, whistling and circling in the sky above Youdu, forming huge black flames, and grinning and dispersing everywhere, killing wantonly, doing whatever they want. On it, swagger through the market with human skin, and then hunt the next victim.
Inside and outside the city, there were endless cries, and there was an illusion in the chapter that he came to purgatory from the world.
At first, the small courtyard was protected by a formation barrier, which was relatively safe. Later, the evil spirits somehow broke through the barrier. The monk's breath made them smell delicious, and they poured in one after another, trying to tear the two to pieces.
The lame Fang Suihan was injured when he saw the blood sect, his combat power was halved, and he was basically the same as an ordinary person, and only one person in the chapter was left to fight alone.
His cultivation level is still enough on weekdays, but in the face of one enemy a hundred, and a few enemies, especially when the black flame-like evil ghosts are still coming in, the chapters are somewhat weak, and he has to delay. Crippled back step by step.
After trying their best to escape from the house, the two rushed out of the city in a hurry, but unfortunately they were surrounded by more evil spirits before they left the city.
The only way to survive is to resist desperately and fight a bloody path.
He complained countless times that the cripple was useless, and scolded him endlessly. The cripple also asked him to leave himself, but the chapter still did not leave anyone behind. He convinced himself that this was because he was afraid that Xu Jingxian and others would come back and see the cripple dead and want to find him. After all, he didn't want to offend those people.
"I can't run anymore!" Fang Suihan said.
His foot injury has not healed, and he could not even walk a few days ago. He has only gotten better recently. Xu Jingxian brought him with him originally for the sake of the few life-saving pills, and wanted to squeeze more benefits from Fang Suihan. It is estimated that I didn't expect to see the blood sect Guanhai Peak's peak master, and he would actually indulge in alchemy to the point of abandoning his cultivation.
"I can't carry you! If you can't run, you have to run!" Zhang swung his sword to cut off an evil ghost, and when he looked back, he was a little bit broken.
"If you die, you will die, the bowl is bigger with a scar, and eighteen years later, you will be a hero again!" Fang Suihan broke the jar, his face was pale, and he was half paralyzed on the ground. Come on, he's about to die.
In the distance, violent fluctuations of spiritual power spread to them, and the ground trembled slightly, as if someone was fighting.
If there is a fighting method, it means that there is a distinction between the enemy and the enemy, and maybe it is still an ally who can take refuge!
The chapter's eyes lit up, and the desire to survive increased sharply. Looking back, Fang Suihan looked dead and gritted his teeth.
"I'll carry you, come up quickly!"
When Fang Suihan dawdled on his back, the two of them slayed demons and demons all the way, half running and half desperately running to the open space in front of the imperial city, and they saw black flames covering the sky and covering the sky over the imperial city. , It was dark and bloody, almost like it was about to collapse and destroy the imperial city.
Under the dark clouds, Xu Jingxian, He Qingmo, Ghost King and others were all there, as well as scattered cultivators with new faces, as well as some ordinary people who escaped by chance and came to take refuge after hearing the news, surrounded by thousands of evil spirits. They, eager to tear open a rip.
Chapter and Fang Suihan were dumbfounded.
They feel that they have not come here to be saved, but have come from the snares.
The black flames coming from behind were menacing, and they merged with the evil spirits in front of them. Together, they treated the two of them as desserts before eating, and they opened their mouths to devour!
"Purple Qi is coming from the east, and the sword will kill the evil!"
The chapter shouted, and the sword light suddenly flourished, standing in front of the two of them, precariously, and maintained in front of them.
This is the high-level swordsmanship of this sect. He has not yet practiced it. He usually recites a lot on his back and does not dare to try it. At this moment, his life is threatened. It worked.
Before he could be happy for a moment, the sword light flickered, as if swaying between the black flame and the master's command, and after a while, the sword turned and shot towards them!
The chapter's complexion changed greatly, and he dragged Fang Suihan to Xu Jingxian's direction.
"Help!!!"
Although Linghuyou is the ghost king, this title is only because he is the best ghost cultivator and can control ghosts for thousands of miles. When ordinary ghosts see him, they will bow their heads and be courtiers. above the spirit.
Right now, the black flames are big and aggressive, and they are very likely to devour them all here, completely turning Youdu into a ghost realm. Even the ghosts that had been subdued in the past had faint signs of devouring their masters. In other words, less than one-twelfth of the power that was able to control ghosts in the past was now left, and even began to show a disadvantage.
The Liangui Banner in the Ghost King's hand swung hunting and hunting, and the evil spirit inside echoed the outside, ready to move, jumping out of the banner, but instead of rushing towards the opposite side of Linghuyou, it was biting towards Linghuyou!
He waved his sleeves and slashed away, under his vigor, the evil spirits wailed and shattered, but more rushed forward. They suddenly found that ghost cultivators like Linghuyou were the most fertile prey for evil spirits. Even life is not enough.
Linghu You suddenly became the target of public criticism.
There were constantly people and cultivators on the side who kept away from him subconsciously, so as not to be affected. Linghuyou's face was pale and cold, and he seemed to be unaware of it. He was surrounded by waves of black flame evil spirits. Fall, make killing a habit.
For many years, he has lived in darkness, never wishing for light, nor did he need it.
One road, one person walking, is enough.
The sleeve of the robe was bitten by the sporadic black flames, and he was trying to make an inch. He wanted to roll up his clothes, and then lick the body under the clothes!
The next moment, Hei Yan was slashed by the sword light, and one person slammed into his back, knocking Linghu You forward.
"Don't be distracted, you kill the front, I'm behind!"
He Qingmo's voice came, exasperated, with hoarse blood.
The whole night of fighting had already exhausted his strength, and everyone, including him, was supported by a single strength.
But Linghuyou didn't expect that He Qingmo would come to save him at this time.
"you… "
"What are you, we won't live long if you die, just concentrate!"
While speaking, He Qingmo swung down a few evil ghosts with his sword.
After Linghu You became a ghost cultivator, he hadn't experienced the feeling of temperature for a long time. Everything he touched was icy cold. Even eating human food, no matter how hot it was, it would still be icy cold in his mouth.
Only at this moment, he could feel a faint heat on his back.
It is a long-lost, nostalgic temperature.
…
Yun Weisi suddenly remembered something.
Before Shengjue was killed by him, he fell off a cliff before his death, was pierced by ice and died, but there was no panic on his face, and he even cast a meaningful look at him.
Yun Weisi also thought about what the other party's eyes meant.
But now he has the answer.
Shengjue desperately staked his life to plant a ban on him.
This prohibition is usually unaware and will not have any effect on his cultivation, but when his demonic heart is touched, the prohibition will deepen his demonic heart and induce him to become a demon completely.
Maybe since he entered Jiuzhongyuan, fought with demons day and night, and was absorbed by demonic energy, this ending was already doomed.
This is exactly what the enemy wants to see. One move has come to this day, and he has finally begun to play his due role.
But now Yun Weisi doesn't care anymore.
No matter whether you enter the devil or cultivate the Tao, if you can't do what you want, what good is it
His heart was calm, he crushed the still beating heart in his palm, and then stretched out his hand to Jiufang Changming.
"Zhou Ke's soul, give it to me."