"Impossible" Tang Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, "No, how did you get rid of the painting soul?"
Cheng Qian smiled silently, and there was an indescribable meaning in that smile, as if a strange vicissitudes floated on the surface, and underneath was the uneasy feeling that he forcibly suppressed.
Yan Zhengming was startled, but before he could react, there was a violent turmoil under his feet - by the way, the golden lotus leaves are growing, and since the leaves have been picked, the Daxue Mountain will of course collapse.
"No wonder," Cheng Qian squeezed the small leaf and whispered, "If it's a magic cultivator, then this leaf only recognizes the Sect of Ten Thousand Demons, right? No wonder the Sect of Ten Thousand Demons is also called 'Bei Mingjun'. It turns out that there is such a meaning. Tang Zhen, have you ever heard of a precedent of a successful ascension of a demon cultivator?"
A arrogant and mocking smile appeared on Tang Zhen's face, and he said, "Little friend, it's up to people."
Only when he said these words, it was still vaguely the same as when he said goodbye to Tong Ru at the foot of Fuyao Mountain more than 200 years ago.
Cheng Qian looked at him quietly. Gradually, the anger and coldness on his face gradually faded, and a little self-deprecating and sadness surfaced. He seemed to be looking at Tang Zhen, and he seemed to be looking at something through Tang Zhen. else.
Eyes bleak, and it seems to be pity.
Cheng Qian usually only frowned, Yan Zhengming knew what he was going to scold. At this time, I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that he saw a little meaning of life without love in Cheng Qian's eyes.
Cheng Qian picked up the golden lotus leaf in his hand indifferently, and with little pity, used his fingers to forcibly twist the unopened leaves away.
Tang Zhen's complexion finally changed, he couldn't maintain his easy-going demeanor any longer, his eyes were glowing with the blood peculiar to a demon cultivator, glowing red and looking a bit hideous.
Tang Zhen: "Wait, what are you doing?"
Cheng Qian said lightly: "There are so many things in this world that are created out of nothing, all because you people are wishful thinking."
Tang Zhen: "No, you can't"
Cheng Qian suddenly closed his palms without any warning, and did not hesitate at all, the fragile golden lotus leaf immediately shattered in his palm.
Tang Zhen froze in disbelief for a while, then suddenly let out an inhuman scream, and rushed towards him almost madly.
He no longer bothered to cover up the soaring demonic energy, and the whole person turned into a black fog.
Yan Zhengming actually wanted to scream, but it was the golden lotus leaf of the Snow Mountain. How many people have never even heard of the treasure in the world. How much is this fucking worth!
Cheng Qian, this prodigal thing, actually crushed it!
These do not need to support the family are simply too careless!
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On one side, however, the secret realm was constantly collapsing, and there was a big devil in front of him. Cheng Qian seemed to be extremely unstable both physically and mentally. Although Yan Zhengming wanted him to kneel on a rolling pin for a month, at this time He had no choice but to pull Cheng Qian behind him, raising his sword to meet Tang Zhen.
A loud noise came from the depths of the secret realm of Daxue Mountain, and in the distance, the huge ice layer began to crack.
Where does Tang Zhen still look like a handsome gentleman, his eyes are so red that blood is almost dripping, his face is full of black energy, it is obvious that he has been haunted by demonic energy for a long time.
But just as soon as they fought, Yan Zhengming's sword-holding hand was numb from the shock. Yan Zhengming couldn't help being stunned - Han Yuan has never been qualified to ask Beiming, is it because he has no chance to beat the previous Beimingjun, or because Do you have Tang Zhen
And this is not his real body, just a ghost!
Several other ghost figures appeared out of nowhere, with ice slag from the secret realm of the snowy mountains on their bodies, and they were lined up neatly behind Tang Zhen.
Yan Zhengming didn't dare to hold on, so he stretched out his hand and made a hand gesture, the aura of Yuanmu sword was fully open, and the tyrannical sword aura ignored the falling ice around him and pressed against Tang Zhen step by step.
At this moment, the frost blade was unsheathed with a choked sound, and the cold air in the whole secret realm of the Daxue Mountain seemed to be stirred up by the frost blade. Cheng Qian took advantage of Yan Zhengming to hold Tang Zhen, and passed by like a ghost, the sword shadow was treacherous. , the sword "You Wei" seemed to be pervasive, cutting the ghosts behind Tang Zhen with a single sword.
"Little devil, you are too aggressive." Tang Zhen's face turned hideous, the century-old arrangement was broken by Cheng Qian's palm, Tang Zhen was almost insane, and Yuan had no sequelae of being locked up with the Soul Eater for a long time. It burst out without buffering, "Do you really think that the piece of rock on Fuyao Mountain is beautiful?"
With a flick of his sleeve, he collided with Yan Zhengming's sword wind, and the demonic energy that was torn by the sword energy seemed to have a sharp edge: "Can you kill me alone?"
Tang Zhen laughed loudly: "You destroyed the golden lotus leaf, I can still wait for the next one, but can you wait?"
What does it mean? Yan Zhengming's mind quickly changed his mind, but before he could understand, the next moment, the ghost possessed by Tang Zhen suddenly burst open without warning, and its power was no less than that of an ordinary cultivator's self-destruction.
He ran away!
The crumbling Daxue Mountain secret realm completely collapsed, and the sea waves like the sky and the earth crashed into the fragmented secret realm. The ghost of Tang Zhen in front of him fell apart in the water of Beiming. Yan Zhengming only had time to pull Cheng Qian and barely isolate a path. The true essence of protecting the body was buried under the water of Beiming.
The pressure of the most magical sea water in the world is unbearable, Yan Zhengming's breathing stagnates, and for a moment he has the illusion that he is buried alive. Except for Cheng Qian, who is tightly held by him, Yan Zhengming seems to have lost contact with everything around him. The sword of Yuan that he put out can't feel it.
People do not float in the water, and the unparalleled pressure of the sea water is like an inescapable palm, pushing them to the bottom of the north.
At the same time, Li Yun, who was thousands of miles away, only felt that the sword of Yuan Dynasty in his hand lightened, and the gleaming sword energy flashed twice, and then dimmed, as if the connection with the master was disconnected.
Li Yun was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned pale: "Eldest brother has an accident!"
Shuiking hadn't come back from Toba, who had lost all the ashes in his hand, and said in shock, "Second Senior Brother, what are you talking about, don't scare people!"
Li Yun, who had just been eloquent, was incoherent for a moment: "This sword of yuan was left to me by him, I can feel it, and the connection was suddenly cut off."
A sharp explosion sounded in the air, interrupting Li Yun's voice. Li Yun was startled. When he looked up, he saw that Han Yuan and Jiang Peng stopped at the same time and separated from each other. It turned out to be a Demon Slaying Formation that was exactly the same as that at the foot of Taiyin Mountain!
Nine days of black clouds rolled over, and the disciples of White Tiger Villa had never seen this battle. Han Yuan couldn't avoid it, looked up at the knife light in the clouds, a sneer appeared on his face, and then flew up to meet him.
"This is not right!" Li Yun thought with a dry throat, "Doesn't Bian Xu know that Tianyanchu used the Demon Slaying Formation on Han Yuan? Is he really confused? ?"
Jiang Peng suddenly lost his opponent. He looked up at the sword, light and sword shadow in the air, but he didn't know why he didn't pursue the victory.
Only a crisp sound was heard, and the demon-slaying knife formed by the black cloud faced the demon dragon. The wind was overflowing, and the mountain top closest to the two of them was flattened in an instant. The wind and thunder surged, and the scales on the demon dragon exploded. Sparks, stretched out, like a string of fireworks under the knife wind.
Han Yuan was in Jiuxiao and said with a smile: "There are more than one places in the world where the Sword of Yuan can lose contact with its master. Maybe your senior brother got into which mouse hole, Li Yun, what are you making a fuss about?"
Li Yun frowned, and keenly heard something from his voice.
"The scourge has lasted for thousands of years, who in this world can harm him more?" Han Yuan said, "I don't think you should worry about nothing."
Li Yun raised his head, the sword light and the sword shadow stabbed him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He wanted to ask the magic dragon that was churning in the sky, with such a certain tone, was it just comforting himself, or did he really see clues from the secret realm of Sansheng
What did Han Yuan see in the Sansheng Secret Realm outside Shifangtai that day
However, he was not allowed to speak. Outside the Demon Slaying Formation, the huge flag of Xuanwu Hall rose in the wind, hunting and flying. At the eye of the formation, a group of people led by Bian Xu walked straight over.
The crazy soul-devouring lamp Jiang Peng seemed to have suddenly changed his personality. He was there quietly, his thin face was illuminated by the light of the sword in the Demon Slaying Array, and he murmured: "Oh, this Xuanwu Hall Lord, with such a mind, it is no wonder that even though he is old, the 'power' of the world still refuses to fall on his head."
The long sword of the Demon Slaying Formation was on the Demon Dragon's shoulder, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Bian Xu.
Without waiting for him to speak, the elders of Baihu Villa jumped out and charged forward, pointing to Bian Xu's nose and scolding: "What do you mean? Dignified Xuanwutang, take the lead and go back on your word, I think you are not as good as those rags in rags. Devil!"
The demon dragon in the sky snorted angrily when he heard the indiscriminate attack of friend and foe.
Bian Xu said coldly, "That's the oath you made between your Baihu Villa and their Fuyao faction, and I didn't agree. Guishanzhuang's face changed as quickly as he turned a book. As soon as the owner of the Shangzhuang knew that his lifespan was about to end, he immediately found it for you all. Such a big backer, you really do your best for the villa, why don't you see your big backer Yan Sect?"
The elder of the White Tiger Villa jumped and said, "You've gone crazy!"
Bian Xu's face was calm: "My only son died, and my state of mind is stagnant. It is impossible for me to improve my cultivation for life. I will only live for ten or twenty years. This is also the four saints. Now I have nothing, so what should I be afraid of? ?"
Han Yuan turned into a human figure with his arms folded over his chest, and dropped slightly from the air: "Do you blame me?"
Elder Baihu glared at the demon dragon and continued: "Murder should pay for your life, Brother Bian, this demon dragon can't atone for its sins with a thousand cuts, but the current chaos in the southern border still requires him to clean up, Xuanwutang has Come and shine, even if it is for the well-being of the common people.”
"The welfare of the common people" Bian Xu smiled softly, "When you murdered my son, why didn't you think that Xuanwu Hall was also the master of one party, why didn't you mention whose welfare?"
Elder Baihu was at a loss for words.
Bian Xu didn't give him a chance to speak again, and said: "Kill the dragon, I will take care of these demons!"
As he said that, he waited for no one. Hengjian broke into the Demon Slaying Formation and rushed towards Han Yuan. Han Yuan was naturally not a vegetarian. Cloud started rolling like a warning, and the Demon Slaying Formation was about to move.
Han Yuan scolded secretly, rolled over from the air, and everyone in the White Tiger Villa immediately greeted him. The sobriety that had just flashed on Jiang Peng's face disappeared again, as if someone had temporarily attached himself to him. flew away. Jiang Peng let out a strange cry, and once again there was only the word "Northern Ming" in his eyes. Thousands of ghosts followed him and blocked Han Yuan's way.
The righteous way and the righteous way, the devilish way and the devilish way, were extremely chaotic, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
At this moment, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came from all around, and there seemed to be something flashing around the Demon Slaying Array, which was covered up by the noise if you were not careful. But no one else heard it, but the puddle heard it. Although she didn't know what it was, Mao was able to explode.
Shuideng opened his eyes wide and saw that Han Yuan's violent temper was unbearable. He fought back against a thunderbolt, and shot Bian Xu, who was dying, with a palm.
Bian Xu was slapped ten feet away by the furious Great Demon, and he vomited blood on the spot. But a strange thing happened, and the blood oath seal on Han Yuan's hand did not fight back.
What does this represent
Could it be that after such a short period of time, Bian Xu went into trouble and was no longer protected by the blood oath
Han Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in surprise and looked at Bian Xu: "What did you do?"
Bian Xu slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, his face shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, dense wrinkles climbed up the corners of his eyes, as if an invisible knife was slashing on his face, and there was blood in his eyes. However, a strange spell floated on his body like a totem.
"What is that?" The elder of White Tiger Villa murmured.
Han Yuan said nothing, and clenched the heavy sword in his hand.
The next moment, I saw that Bian Xu suddenly opened his arms and raised them up, and a large amount of gray hair fell like fallen flowers, falling in pieces. His voice was hoarse like a cuckoo crying blood, and he roared up to the sky: "Emperor Heaven—"
As soon as these two words came out, Li Yun's hair stood up: "He wants to sacrifice?"
Sacrifice is one of the most sinister spells, and mortals can kill invisible people with sacrifices.
Once this technique is completed, his body and skin, three souls and seven souls, descendants and grandchildren, and his lifelong inheritance will all be gone.
Elder Baihu roared incomprehensibly: "Just for his incompetent turtle son, he wants to sacrifice? As for what!"
Do not
The lifespan of a cultivator is long enough, and the kinship of the children is weak. As long as they want, can they not be reborn? The dignified Xuanwu Hall Master, there will be countless people willing to devote themselves to him.
He was for the glory of the first generation, and the Xuanwu Hall of Bo Xishan today.
Once he Bian Xu's order was exported, no one admired him, but now he can't even get the justice he wants when his parents and children are killed.
He was trapped alive in the past and present, and was crushed to death by the decline of prosperity and decline.
Is the person Bian Xu hates the most, Han Yuan, who has a revenge against him for murdering his son
Or is Han Yuan just his excuse
At this point these are no longer available for verification.
Han Yuan rushed towards Bian Xu immediately, trying to interrupt him before he could sacrifice and cast spells.
At this moment, a black shadow rushed out of nowhere, and Jiang Peng in the Soul Eater came out to block Han Yuan's way. In an instant, the black dragon epee collided with the ghost shadow three or four times in succession.
Han Yuan's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly turned to look at Jiang Peng: "You are not Jiang Peng, who are you!"
A strange smile appeared on Jiang Peng's face.
"Who am I?" "Jiang Peng" laughed, "You can't guess if you kill me—"
Bian Xu was unaffected by them and made a gesture of homage: "Houtu!"
Li Yun: "What are you doing, stop him!"
Youliang's swords of Yuan suddenly converged into a cluster, rushed towards Bian Xu, the puddle held the completely grayed sparrow feathers in his hands, and when he gritted his teeth, he appeared as a red crane, wrapped in the true fire of Samadhi, and rolled towards the large group. The ghost figure opened the way for Jianguang.
"Jiang Peng" laughed lowly, making Han Yuan's hair stand up.
Han Yuan stopped the puddle, pinched Tong He's long neck with precision, and threw her behind him. The next moment, there was a loud noise in the air, and a ghost suddenly exploded, surrounded by five or six disciples of the White Tiger Villa. There was no time to dodge, and the corpse was blown apart in the blink of an eye.
"Jiang Peng" raised his head with a smile, looked at Han Yuan, and made a "bang" mouth.
Han Yuan turned into a demon dragon, and the frightening demonic energy hurriedly formed a protective layer, wrapping everyone in it.
The next moment, the ghosts in the air exploded one after another, like a thunderbolt, which was much sharper than the sword, light and sword shadow in the half-dead Demon Slaying Array, but for a moment, it was difficult for Han Yuan to continue his dragon form, like a broken kite. It returned to human form and fell from the sky.
His Panlong robe was dripping with blood, and this time it really became the "ragged clothes" in the mouth of the white tiger elders.
With a gloomy expression, Han Yuan waved away the puddle, trying to help him, and barely supported his body with his heavy sword.
The 100,000 mountains in the middle of Shu suddenly vibrated restlessly, and Bian Xu rose into the air like crazy, and said loudly: "My blood body—"
His old skin burst like a broken pocket, and the whole person turned into a bloody skeleton, revealing scarlet muscles and white bones, like a bloody corpse that was skinned alive.
And he was still ignorant: "Yuan—"
The flesh-and-blood corpse also exploded with a bang, and a ball of light surging in the air like a cultivator's purple mansion.
Bian Xu could no longer speak with his mouthpiece, and a mighty bell-like roar burst out from the exposed inner palace: "Three souls and seven souls!"
The voice fell, the sacrifice was completed, the ghost of the soul-devouring lamp in the air suddenly disappeared, and a large group of ghosts suddenly flew away like Lao Yan. .
When Gu Yanxue died, the East China Sea was turbulent for a day and a night. Bian Xu was so unknown among the Four Sages before his death, but after his death, he was more shocking than anyone else.
The entire Shu land is based here, and the invisible impact surges in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
The mountains are collapsing, the birds, beasts, insects and fish have no time to escape. The villages in the mountains seem to have evaporated from the world, and they are submerged in the boundless darkness. It's like having a feast.
There is no sun and moon in the world, it seems that there is only a lamp that is full of demons, constantly sucking the ghosts from all over the world.
Han Yuan's pupils contracted violently.
He couldn't deny his indiscriminate killing. Countless cultivators outside the Suzaku Pagoda died in his hands. Han Yuan understood that even if he was torn to pieces at this time, it was a crime.
But the cultivator breeds cause and effect, why do the mortals living here suffer such an innocent disaster
The faces that were sucked into the Soul Eater flashed in front of him one by one, and Han Yuan's pupils almost shrank to a tiny point.
The cause that Tong Ru planted back then finally responded in such a cruel way.
Jiang Peng, who had stopped Han Yuan, stretched his arms and showed a smile that seemed to have his wish. He was bathed in unspeakable slaughter, opened his arms, and let Bian Xu's forbidden technique run over him.
Jiang Peng's body disintegrated like a walking corpse, revealing a ghostly shadow, with the soul-suppressing lamp.
Puddle covered his mouth and recognized who the ghost was.
The next moment, the rolling forbidden technique had already crushed them. Han Yuan recklessly pushed the puddle into the distance, and then he turned into a dragon again, whistling and neighing, and his body stretched like a million miles. The ridge and the city wall made a huge circle on the spot, and they were connected at the end. They tried to block the forbidden technique left by Bian Xu with his flesh and blood.
Tang Zhen's eyes met Han Yuan in Soul Eater, Tang Zhen smiled lightly and shook his head.
Then he stretched out his hand to make a claw, and a sharp claw composed of a ghost in the air fell down and inserted directly into the body of the dragon.
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