The demon saint let out a sigh before opening his mouth, but the Mietian Formation suddenly vibrated.
"It's three hours!"
I don't know who yelled joyfully, and it was a deep sense of relief.
Although it was clear that everything in front of them was just an illusion, there was still a little light in everyone's eyes, and they finally let go of their hanging hearts, and their eyes were still unconsciously fixed on the black-robed youth.
The time has come, and the demon saint has no time to speak, the figure has gradually disappeared, and the Tian Mietian formation has also dissipated.
Su Hongjian did not move.
The scars on his body were still visible, but he remained motionless as if he had passed out. Taoist Qingxu couldn't stand still, he pushed his brother away and walked towards him, but his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his heart seemed to be pulled hard.
Su Hongjian was still awake, his eyes fell on those figures lying on the ground in disorder, his eyes were empty and scattered, as if he wanted to see something clearly, but nothing fell into his eyes.
He sat quietly for a while, and barely got up with one hand, as if he wanted to walk towards the people he called "friends", but he fell down again after only a sway.
Those eyes closed peacefully, without even the slightest struggle, and then there was no more sound.
The phantom and the memory suddenly overlapped, Taoist Qingxu shuddered violently, and took a step back.
Not long ago, when they besieged and killed that person with their own hands, Su Hongjian closed his eyes calmly and without any resistance, letting Man Tian's swords and swords fall down, and then fell down without a sound.
He actually knew it a long time ago.
He knew it early on.
Taoist Qingxu stood in a daze for a while, his chest gradually rose and fell, suddenly he raised his right hand, and was about to slap his own heavenly spirit hard.
Everyone was so shocked that they didn't have time to react. Su Shi's spiritual consciousness was integrated into the formation, thinking that someone would break into the formation, and he didn't intend to expose it, but when he saw this, his heart tightened, he randomly picked up an immortal cultivator to seal his consciousness and temporarily borrowed his body, and blocked his arm .
This is only the first game set up, and the effect has reached this point. It doesn't take much thinking to know how clean his pot will be if he doesn't clean up the rest as soon as possible.
With his stop, no one else could react. The senior brother frowned, and pulled him back forcefully: "Qingxu, you may have been bewitched!"
"I'm probably already bewitched."
Hearing his words, Taoist Qingxu looked stunned, but instead showed a self-deprecating expression on his face: "The friendship in the past was completely forgotten, and it was nothing more than ungrateful, but he actually drove him to death with his own hands. Now there is nothing else I can do. , since I owe him my life, I will pay him back my life..."
His voice was extremely low, but it shook people's hearts and minds, and several immortal cultivators also became dazed.
This kind of seizing can only take effect in an instant, and Su Shi got out of that body after stopping for a while. Hearing what he said, my heart couldn't help sinking slightly, I glanced around, and then a consciousness was driven into Layman Mingkong's sea of consciousness.
Layman Mingkong trembled slightly, and an inexplicable thought suddenly popped up in his heart. Before he could think about it, he subconsciously blurted out: "Wait, maybe this is a trap set by that devil! Maybe he deliberately lured us here , let us see these things, make our hearts shake and feel guilty... "
Before he finished speaking, a sword with a cold glow was already pressed against his throat with a murderous aura.
Qing Hua was still sitting cross-legged on the same spot, but the energy in his body was surging violently, the sharp sword was pressed against his throat fiercely out of thin air under the urging of spiritual power, if he said another word, I am afraid that he would have to see it with the blade Blood.
The two of them always defended Su Hongjian, originally they were secretly against everyone. But at this time, he suddenly launched an attack on Layman Mingkong, but no one made a move to stop him. On the contrary, even the eyes of all the immortal cultivators looked at Mingkong with strong condemnation.
The development of the plot was not quite as expected, Su Shi couldn't help but be a little startled, and restrained his consciousness in time, finally avoiding the fate of layman Mingkong's blood splashing on the spot.
"Qinghua, don't move rashly!"
He Tianlan shot to stop him, seeing that the murderous look in his eyes was still uncertain, he said in his heart: "It's come to this point, if you make a move, how can you be worthy of his painstaking efforts!"
"does it worth?"
Qinghua opened his mouth in a cold voice, chuckled mockingly, and the blade moved forward again.
Hearing his start, Su Shi suddenly had a strong sense of foreboding, and a wave of spiritual sense struck him, cutting off what he was going to say in the middle.
At the beginning, he was restricted by the task and couldn't explain it, and was framed by Shengjun. Qinghua also misunderstood him like others, and once came to him to fight with him, questioning why he gave up on himself and fell into the devil's way, and reprimanded him angrily After a while.
It was rare to meet an old friend who was willing to question him. Su Shi didn't want to have a bad relationship with him, and also avoided him for a while on purpose. However, he happened to run into Shengjun and wanted to attack Qinghua. In order to save his life, Su Shi had no choice but to preemptively kill him, and then used magic methods to help him come back to life. Although he saved Qinghua's life, he was listed as a mortal enemy by the brothers and elders of Qinghua Mountain Gate.
The method of resurrection in the magic kung fu is a forbidden move, and it must not be known to the public. Of course, the matter of Qinghua's resurrection must not be publicized. Therefore, no one in the world knew about this matter except He Tianlan who accidentally broke through.
The world only knew that he killed old friends, and his reputation as a cruel and vicious devil naturally became louder and louder. It didn't take long for Shengjun to seize the opportunity and summoned everyone to surround him on the top of Zijin Mountain.
Although he really thought about asking Qinghua to solve the problem for him, but it was all under the original plan of feigning death and retiring from the world. Now that the task had taken a 180-degree turn, Su Shi felt too late to regret it. While pressing Qinghua with his spiritual sense not to tell him to speak, he quickly found the soul-searching formula.
"Press me with divine sense? Are you really ignorant of your guilty conscience, or are you extremely guilty!"
Qinghua didn't know what was on his mind, and thought it was Layman Mingkong who was suppressing him, and with a sneer, his spiritual consciousness suddenly arose, and he broke through Su Shi's suppression.
Following his angry shout, the sword moved forward half an inch again, layman Mingkong's throat had already seen faint blood.
Su Shi's heart sank, and he was about to stop him again, but He Tianlan on the other end had already dispersed Qinghua's turbulent spiritual power, and said in a deep voice, "Stop! If he's still here, would he be willing to see you guys talk to each other?" It’s impossible to kill someone? Could it be that if you hurt one of them, he will feel happy!”
"At the end of the day, I'm no different from them, but I just knew it earlier than them. Back then, it was the same thing. Anyone in this cave, including me, has any right to be protected by him? "
Hearing his questioning, Qinghua's expression became sad instead, and he said with a wry smile: "You don't have much friendship with him, so you shouldn't get involved in our grievances. But even if we stay here to be buried with him, it's not enough. of… "
The two of them spoke as if no one was there, but they seemed to reveal countless secrets for no reason, everyone's hearts were darkened when they heard it, and they became more and more at a loss.
"Not to mention that even if there is a game, there is absolutely no reason to put one's life in it for nothing. Even if it is indeed a game, what the Yunmeng Formation reflects will definitely have no memory of false changes."
The atmosphere was gloomy and on the verge of breaking out, Xuankong Xianzun finally spoke slowly, his voice seemed to contain a sigh: "No matter what it is, shouldn't you know these things?"
He was originally entrusted by the sage to come to Luezhen, just to suppress the situation so that it would not be irretrievable, and he did not intend to help anyone. But I never thought that I would fall into this situation by inadvertently. After watching these past events for no reason, even the mood of the thousand-year-old well gave rise to faint waves.
His tone was calm, but what he said made everyone feel even more ashamed. Layman Mingkong didn't know why he would say such a sentence, he clenched his teeth and showed shame, but he really didn't fight back, instead, he put his hands behind his back and showed his throat, showing a posture of willing to kill and cut.
"Little friend Tsinghua, the grief and indignation in your heart is hard to suppress, we are not incapable of understanding."
Immortal Venerable Xuankong sighed softly, and looked patiently at Qinghua: "If I guessed correctly, Demon Venerable Hung-chien's actions have always been extremely secretive, and you and Immortal Tianlan don't know more about the truth, but is that so? "
Startled by his question, Qinghua silently looked away, but He Tianlan already leaned over and said in shame: "To tell you the truth, our knowledge is indeed limited."
"If he was a person who wanted to repay his kindness, he would have told you all about the past long ago, so why wait until after his death and soul disappeared... Now it seems that even the infamy in the world may not be true, there are always some inside stories that people don't know inside."
Xuankong Xianzun looked emotional, and his tone became more and more gentle: "Instead of blaming yourself and regretting, why would you find a way to get out and clean up his stigma? If we are all buried here, the world will say nothing about it." Master Jian Mo is extremely cruel, have you slaughtered Xianxiu?"
His words were not groundless, Qinghua was silent for a long time, the chill all over his body finally eased, he flung his sword back and retreated, but still sternly said to Mingkong: "Next time if you talk nonsense again, be careful to cut your tongue!"
…
Su Shi's back felt cold, his hands trembled slightly, and the second consciousness that was about to enter was scattered like smoke.
Two fists are no match for four hands, and more and more people are taking the blame, and he can't hold it anymore by himself.
Seeing that all the plots were progressing smoothly according to his original plan, Su Shi felt more and more complicated and unspeakable, but he was still unwilling to give up. Taking advantage of He Tianlan and Qinghua's shaken minds, he quietly moved the two talisman seals together. Scored into their souls.
The system had long forgotten what it was here for, and it was all about ringing the bell for the host's superb skill in cooking. The spiritual consciousness outside is still dutifully breaking through, and it will take too long to erase the memory. Once Shengjun breaks in, he must at least stun He Tianlan and Qinghua in time, before they get angry and say Just reveal more inside information.
As soon as the thought came up, a strong dizziness suddenly hit the consciousness.
Su Shi's mind was shaken, and he immediately gathered his spiritual consciousness into the formation, and the whole illusion began to shake and vibrate violently.
"Not good, take care of yourself!"
Immortal Venerable Xuankong spoke loudly to remind him that the illusion in front of him suddenly vibrated violently, and it seemed to dissipate faintly, and many real mountain rock fragments had penetrated the illusion and fell down.
Qinghua and He Tianlan joined hands to protect Su Hongjian's body. The illusion was broken for a moment, and then recovered like a flash of water, but a figure went straight through the illusion and walked towards the crowd.
"It's you!"
He Tianlan's eyes froze suddenly, his heart sank suddenly, and some unbelievable astonishment appeared in his eyes.
He risked his life to entrust him in secret, and Su Hongjian even risked his life, so taking advantage of Shengjun's unpreparedness, he was severely injured and unconscious. Unexpectedly, this person has become so strong, in less than a day, he seems to have recovered completely, and even chased him all the way.
When he stood up on the top of Zijin Mountain to speak for Su Hongjian, his position had already been exposed, and now there was no room for change. Thinking of Su Hongjian's willingness to go to death, he could only feel the blood in his chest surging, without any scruples, the horizontal sword stopped in front of him: "Everyone! If you can trust me, he is the one—"
He was just about to say that Que Shengjun was the truly moral and ruthless person that day, but unexpectedly, as soon as he touched those dark and deep eyes, he felt a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness, and was suddenly hit by the magma-like scorching consciousness I was speechless.
The pain caused by the attack of consciousness is often the most intense. He Tianlan's body flickered, and he couldn't help but fell to his knees. He felt as if magma was churning in the sea of consciousness, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart by existence. Cold sweat dripped instantly, almost He was about to let out a miserable cry, but the scorching heat was suddenly quietly melted away by another cool soul power.
He Tianlan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the bottom of his pupils, which were so painful that they were in a trance, suddenly burst into joyful light.
That was Su Hongjian's soul power.
Although he didn't know why the other party was able to secretly protect him even though he was clearly out of his wits, it still gave birth to shaky hope in his already disheartened mind.
His heart suddenly started beating violently, he almost wished he could find the trace of that person immediately, but before he could open his mouth, the sea of consciousness was completely enveloped by a dense fog, causing his consciousness to blur instantly, and his body fell down weakly.
Su Shi was so hot that he gasped a few breaths, concealed his consciousness into the formation, but his mind didn't feel a slight movement, and the plan that he originally planned to continue stopped halfway.
Sheng Jun didn't even look at the person who tried to stop him, but walked forward slowly, and every time he took a step, the boiling spiritual power around him surged again.
A few weaker young immortal cultivators couldn't even bear the oppression. They vomited blood and fell to their knees on the ground. They hastily took out magic weapons to protect themselves, but their eyes couldn't stop showing faint fear.
Shengjun walked over, only that figure remained in his eyes.
Qinghua also knew that he was not a kind person, and he was about to resist, but he felt a powerful force hit his chest hard, and his figure flew backwards involuntarily, and the body in his arms fell silently.
"Do not-"
Unwilling to see Su Hongjian's body fall into the hands of Shengjun and humiliate him even after death, Qinghua coughed up a mouthful of blood, and was about to pounce on him desperately, but Shengjun had already held the man in his arms.
The blood color had already soaked the ink-colored clothes, and the last bit of warmth had dissipated. The body in his arms could not find the slightest breath of life, and it was quietly leaning against his arms.
The slender black eyelashes were closed obediently, as if very peaceful, but the deep scar between the chest and abdomen was extremely glaring.
…
Couldn't make it in time.
How could it be too late.
Immortal power and divine soul suddenly vibrated violently. His strength was so powerful that everyone was powerless to resist. In the chaos and at a loss what to do, the voice of Xuankong Immortal Venerable suddenly sounded: "Close your eyes and concentrate, use your skills to support the formation!"
Only formations can absorb the power of Shengjun's inexplicable runaway. At this time, Yunmeng Formation has become their only hope of survival.
Immediately comprehending his intentions, everyone closed their eyes and worked hard to move the formation. They didn't dare to be distracted. The phantom formation that had been gradually broken finally closed slowly again.
However, Shengjun seemed to be unaware of the situation around him, his eyes were fixed on the bloodless pale face in his arms, he sat down slowly, and raised his hand to caress his cold cheek.
He has always been able to catch up, no matter what kind of world, no matter how dangerous the other party's situation is, he can always catch up.
This time, there was obviously no delay, just passing through the world barrier, and just happened to find a body that could fit, and then rushed over without stopping for a moment, how could it be too late.
Immortal power poured into that body mercilessly, but still failed to make even the slightest change in that scar. Shengjun's chest finally began to rise and fall gradually, and the hand he was holding trembled, and he raised his hand to touch the eyes that were still closed, but suddenly lost his strength.
As if he finally fully realized what happened, the mind that had condensed into ice the moment he saw the situation in front of him finally collapsed faintly, turning into dust. The intense pain suddenly exploded from a single point, rolling and twisting along the blood without any rules, making people tremble uncontrollably.
Shengjun tightened his arms and gently touched his forehead, his movements were so gentle that it was almost restless, but the strength in his body was almost violent.
Xuankong Immortal Venerable was shaken, his eyes were still closed, but suddenly he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his heart, and his body also fell to one side.
"Immortal Venerable!"
The immortal beside him hurriedly supported him, but Xuankong Immortal Venerable just raised his hand a little, and shouted in a deep voice: "Sage! Now it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and everyone insists on the same thing. If you have any complaints, please Please tell me frankly, otherwise we can only treat you as an evil and fight to the death!"
Sheng Jun's eyes were cold, and he sneered disdainfully. He hugged his body in his arms and got up slowly.
When he saw the body falling to the ground without a sound, he actually couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't tolerate any foreign objects in his eyes anymore. It has been delayed for so long, but it is just unwillingness to find even the slightest chance of life.
Now that his lover has left this world, there is no need for him to stay.
Faintly aware of what he was going to do, Xuankong Immortal Venerable's face changed slightly, but his heart sank infinitely, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that this Yunmeng Formation was actually your trap—using Demon Venerable Hongjian as a bait to trap me What are you going to do when you are trapped here and wipe out everything? Do you want to take the opportunity to annex the entire Tianque?"
When Shengjun came and was eager to find Su, he couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he was too discouraged and refused to speak. He just protected the person in his arms, and his clothes flew all over his body.
Thick fog was formed in the illusion under the agitation of the forces of the two parties. Neither party could see the other clearly, and could only rely on voice and mana to distinguish the direction. Su Shi tried his best to stabilize his spiritual consciousness for the time being, even if he gave his lover a reminder to return the blame to him, but he was shaken by the impact of both sides, and it was the limit to maintain his spiritual consciousness, and there was no way to start.
Seeing that Shengjun was silent, Xuankong Immortal Venerable only thought that he had acquiesced, and smiled sadly, but gave up and continued to resist in vain, and stood up gracefully with his sleeves drawn.
"Forget it, since the old man is helping the evildoers, whether he wants to or not, he deserves to die..."
Before the words fell, the crisp bell sound suddenly rang out in the formation.
Sheng Jun's eyes suddenly cleared up, and he turned around in a hurry, holding his body tightly in his arms, but there were layers of fog all around, and he couldn't find the direction of the sound at all.
Guessing that there must be progress in breaking the formation due to the distraction outside the formation, Su Shi was overjoyed, and immediately merged his consciousness into the mist in the formation, but there was no time to say more. Taking advantage of the breakthrough of the formation, the Divine Consciousness turned into fog to engulf Shengjun, and directly lifted him out of the Yunmeng Formation.
The formation was broken, and the fog gradually dissipated.
There was no illusion in front of his eyes, but the Holy Monarch was nowhere to be seen, and even Su Hongjian's body was nowhere to be found. As far as the eye can see, there are broken walls and rocks. All the immortal cultivators were more or less injured in the outbreak of the Holy King, and most of them have not yet woken up.
Xuankong Immortal Venerable was also a little caught off guard by the sudden change, and still stood there in a daze.
Su Shi's divine consciousness shot in to protect him by accident, and He Tianlan, who was the least injured, managed to wake up, and said anxiously: "Honorable Immortal, Hongjian's soul is still in the formation and has not dispersed!"
Xuankong Xianzun's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at him: "What did you say?"
He Tianlan has also noticed the changes in front of him, the joy in his eyes gradually faded, and instead he felt a deep sense of anxiety, subconsciously said in a low voice: "Just now, the Holy Monarch took action and forbade me to tell the truth about his evil. Save me..."
"I understand."
Hearing his words, Xuankong Xianzun was completely stunned.
No wonder the outburst of Shengjun was suddenly interrupted just now. From now on, it must be Su Hongjian's remnant soul who merged into the formation by chance and protected them again.
It's just that Shengjun's strength is too strong. Although I don't know what kind of contest happened, it is a fact that the phantom array has been broken now—the last carrier of the remnant soul, I am afraid that it will also dissipate for them.
For thousands of years, he had never experienced such a shock. His chest was inexplicably congested and suffocated. After coughing twice, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Immortal Venerable!"
He Tianlan hurriedly got up to help him, but Xuankong Immortal Venerable just raised his hand to stop him, with the power of immortality surging all over his body, he searched carefully inside and outside the cave.
The soul disappears, only the rustling wind remains.
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