At this moment, countless monks who were fighting on the Dao Demon battlefield raised their heads to the sky at the same time.
The heart and soul were stunned by that enormous and terrifying thunder.
I can't help thinking, if I were in it, I'm afraid I would be cut into ashes, and my soul would be lost, right
However, just when everyone was shocked, a huge formation quietly revealed its original shape at the feet of everyone.
A cultivator exclaimed in shock, "How could blood come out of the ground?"
"A lot of blood! How could this be?"
The cultivator standing on the top of Luming Mountain could clearly see the formation covering a radius of 100 miles.
The pupils of the Momen disciple who had the fine research formation method shrank, and said in horror: "The blood sacrifice formation method! Who put the blood sacrifice formation method that absorbs the soul under our feet—" Between the words, blood continued to pour out of the ground, As it continued to rise, a sea of blood was formed in a radius of 100 miles, and the sound of howling ghosts lingered in the four fields.
Some monks who were injured and fell on the ground did not have time to get up with the sword, they were grabbed by the limbs of the ghost floating in the sea of blood, pulled into the waves of the sea of blood, and disappeared again.
Chen Weiyuan sat in a wheelchair and watched the sea of blood gradually spread across the four fields.
Ever since he saw Mo Zun hug Ye Yunlan out of the formation and finally fell to the ground, the smile in front of him has not faded.
Next to him, a disciple of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion hurried over.
"Pavilion Master, what's going on? Why didn't you figure out that there would be a blood sacrifice formation arranged by the Demon Sect here before you notified us to come here?"
In fact, when the blood sacrifice formation revealed its true form and was faintly connected with the previous Taikoo refining magic formation, everyone in the Tianji Pavilion who was proficient in formations had many guesses.
It's just that no one wants to be the first to stand up and question Chen Weiyuan.
They were afraid of getting answers that terrified them.
Chen Weiyuan said: "Didn't you already see it? Why don't you believe it."
The expressions of the disciples of Tianji Pavilion changed suddenly.
"Pavilion Master, the Primordial Demon Refining Array is a formation you created with your own hands, but the Blood Sacrifice Array that appears today is linked to the Primordial Demon Refining Array and provides power. Is this also your handwriting?"
And another older Tianji Pavilion elder shook his beard and scolded.
"The blood sacrifice formation will drag the souls of life into the formation, suffer from the pain of blood sacrifice refining the soul, and plunder the power of their souls, so that the souls trapped in the formation will never be reborn. This is an evil formation that heaven cannot tolerate! How are you? ? Will do this?"
Chen Weiyuan's expression remained unchanged.
He calmly said: "The catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and I have already counted the end of this world. Now I just want to make this day come as soon as possible, so that all living beings will be free from the suffering of displacement. What's wrong?"
The disciple of Tianji Pavilion couldn't believe it, but still held a glimmer of hope and asked: "Pavilion Master, if you say that, is this formation really what you set up?"
The elder next to him was so angry that his face turned blue, and he opened his mouth to rebuke.
"Chen Weiyuan, you took out the clan's astrolabe earlier and said that you wanted to do a major event related to the survival of the entire clan, but you left it behind, wasting the clan's heritage. I am waiting for you to be the only one in the entire clan whose bloodline has returned to the ancestors. People, did not punish you. Now you said that you want to set up a Taigu refining magic formation to eliminate the source of the catastrophe of the world. We all believe that we will try our best to cooperate with you. But what have you done now? What! Once the blood sacrifice formation is formed and the blood energy is gathered to break through the boundary membrane, where should you place the creatures in this world? Where will you place our trust?"
Chen Weiyuan said: "The elders are joking. The reason why you believe me is only because of the calculation of the previous pavilion master and because of my bloodline returning to my ancestors. You only hope that I can lead you through the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and since birth Since then, all the teachings in the clan have made me put the Chen clan first in everything. But now that I am tired, I want to find an easier solution. If you believe me, why? Why don't you believe it to the end, why? must come here to question.”
"Easier solution? You set up a blood sacrifice formation with your own hands to break through the boundary membrane, could it be, could it be..." The elder Chen was so angry that he was almost out of breath, "How dare you hook up with extraterrestrial demons..."
Chen Weiyuan: "The world is like a furnace, the red dust is like a prison, you and I are both ants, and the duckweed lives, whether it is survival or destruction, there is no difference. What's the point of struggling?"
The elder of the Chen clan pointed at him, "You, you..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth, and he fainted out of anger.
"Senior Brother Chen, everything you just said is true?"
Suddenly a voice came from not far away.
Chen Weiyuan turned his head and said with a smile: "Qingyue? It's just time to spare, why don't you come over and see the scenery with your senior brother. After all, if you want to see it in the future, I'm afraid there will be no chance."
Xu Qingyue had already drawn her sword and unsheathed it.
"Chen Weiyuan, you are so disappointing to me."
Behind him were many monks who came to ask questions, noticing that they were wrong.
All of them glared at Chen Weiyuan.
The original hatred and anger towards Demon Venerable had all been transferred to Chen Weiyuan after learning that it was being used. They stepped forward and tied Chen Weiyuan with five flowers.
Chen Weiyuan did not escape.
He doesn't even have legs now, and with a broken body that is difficult to cultivate with blocked meridians, he can't escape.
Can't get out of here? Can't escape this prison.
Then, let's destroy it together.
in the air.
There are distorted shadows forming far from the catastrophe.
Someone suddenly screamed.
"What, what kind of monster is this - no, don't devour me!"
The Mirage Demon King felt the power converging on his body from all directions, opened his arms, and let out a happy laugh.
The strength is increasing, and he has already broken through the mortal world and climbed towards the realm of Temptation. With the help of the power of the sea of blood, as long as he condenses into the realm of the demons, in the realm of the demons, he can truly reach the realm of trampling, which no one can do in this world. enemy!
A swarm of ants.
He glanced contemptuously at the humans floating in the sea of blood.
Looking at the thunderclouds condensed in the far distance of the horizon, I felt even more contempt in my heart.
What can Ye Yunlan do even if he can survive the calamity
Still not its opponent.
At that time, Demon Venerable's body would still be his, and since Ye Yunlan was so ignorant—he would make the other party cry and kneel in front of him and beg for mercy, or even not give him a chance to beg for mercy.
Evil shadows spread in the sky, but all the monks who are entangled in shadows will be penetrated, pulled into the darkness and chewed up, leaving only the white bones scattered.
This scene terrified the monks.
They wanted to escape, but the blood sacrifice formation shrouded the world. If they were locked in an urn, they could only smash around like headless flies. Even Luming Mountain, which enveloped the ancient magic refining formation, could not be avoided. Voice.
While fleeing, the monks suddenly discovered that the safest place in the whole world was actually the mountain range where Ye Yunlan was crossing the calamity.
So the crowd rushed towards Ye Yunlan's place like moths, but they didn't dare to get too close, for fear of attracting Lei Jie and hurting themselves.
In order to compete for the few places left, many monks even started to fight again.
This time, there is no distinction between righteous and evil, only self-interest.
Boom!
Another huge thunder sounded, shattering the surrounding clamor of fighting.
The terrifying Tianlei descended toward Ye Yunlan like crazy.
The white light that flooded the top of the mountain made it impossible to see his appearance.
There is only a more and more fierce aura, which is scorching high in the tempering of the heavenly tribulation. Like a rising sun.
In the ancient magic refining formation.
The Demon Phoenix Sword that fell on Ye Xuanguang's hand suddenly vibrated.
Thunder Tribulation continued to shoot down.
It was not until the extreme number of ninety-nine that the thunder tribulation finally stopped. With the eyes of countless monks watching, Ye Yunlan slowly walked out of the thunder.
His white hair was loose, and he was hunting in the wind in blood-stained white clothes. He held an Asura sword and his golden eyes were indifferent, as if the gods had descended into the world, high above the world, overlooking the world.
But he was carrying a dark, filthy demon on his back.
However, everyone no longer cares whether he is carrying a person or a demon.
In a desperate situation, they are just full of heart? Looking forward to whether Ye Yunlan can solve the monster in the sea of blood, and whether he can save them from danger.
The shadow of the Mirage Demon King appeared from not far away, with a contemptuous voice.
"Human, you really make this king wait. Now that the calamity is over, there is nothing that can stop this king from taking action against you. If you have self-knowledge and surrender obediently, this king can let you live. how??"
Ye Yunlan didn't answer.
Just look up.
Flick the sword.
The sword light is like electricity.
The Mirage King did not expect that he would suddenly attack.
The shadow that had not yet formed was suddenly split, and a harsh roar resounded throughout the field.
"Humans, but you have just broken through mortal transformation, don't be too arrogant!"
Then I saw the sea of blood turned up in angry waves.
The realm of demons is gradually taking shape.
Ye Yunlan lowered her eyes and suddenly drew her sword again.
The sword energy with the sword intent of annihilating death swept across the heavens and the earth, and hit a point in the sea of blood.
It's the Mirage King.
The Mirage Demon King's voice was deep, and the expression on his beautiful face was distorted.
"Again. How on earth are you? Can you see the flaws in my Demon Domain?"
Originally disdain for mediocrity, but now the Mirage Demon King is alert.
Ye Yunlan was not the same as the cultivator he imagined.
Where is the difference, he couldn't tell for a while. But an innate sense of danger made him wary.
However, he couldn't bear to think too much, Ye Yunlan had already used his sword again.
This time, his sword light was different from the previous two swords. It was not bright, but very dim, as dim as if it was going into the middle of the night. The silence is deep and silent.
But in an instant, he was in front of the Mirage Demon King.
The Mirage Demon King's pupils tightened, and he felt the threat of death from the sword. He finally realized something and said savagely.
"No, your kendo realm—" The sword light swept across, penetrated the body of the Mirage Demon King, and chopped off his head.
The black mist surged where the head and torso were connected, trying to close it, but couldn't. Careless.
The Mirage King thought.
"I didn't expect that there are such aliens in this world..." Relying on the realm of swordsmanship, he can touch the realm of stepping into the virtual world with his mortal body. If such a character grows up, he must be a huge threat to the demon clan.
But it's useless to think about it now.
Seeing that Ye Yunlan was about to continue to use his sword, the Mirage Demon King was already a little flustered, and he quickly drove half of his body to resist Ye Yunlan's attack, and then drove the remaining half of his head to fly quickly outside the blood sacrifice formation.
Ye Yunlan's swordsmanship is too strange, and the breath of annihilation of death can actually destroy the power of regeneration of the demon body.
Most of the body of the demon is constructed from the demon soul. If this distraction is lost, his body will also be injured, and it must be preserved as much as possible.
Ye Yunlan did not turn his eyes to the fleeing head, but chopped off the half of his body with his sword.
A "shower".
In an instant, the body was divided into countless pieces by the Sword Intent of Silentness, which could no longer be closed, and eventually disappeared all vitality and fell into the sea of blood.
The other fleeing head fled in the direction of Luming Mountain, and was about to escape ten miles away.
Seeing that Ye Yunlan couldn't catch up.
The Mirage King breathed a sigh of relief.
But suddenly I heard a cold drink in the void.
"—Sword come!"
As soon as the voice fell, a loud feng ming sounded from the Luming Mountain!
A blood-red feather sword broke through the barrier of the ancient demon refining formation, turned into a red flying rainbow, flew like a sharp arrow, and penetrated the head of the Mirage Demon King.
too fast.
Before the Mirage Demon King could even react and dodge, his head was nailed to the mountain wall by the Demon Emperor Sword.
When the distraction was about to dissipate, the Mirage Demon King's eyes were still unbelievable.
"How could..."
It didn't finish talking.
Another long sword, which was even more violent, pierced his head again and smashed it.
Ye Yunlan held the Asura sword and watched indifferently the blood dripping down the rock wall.
Around the sea of blood, the eyes of countless Taoist cultivators were watching him.
Or awe, or fear, or disbelief.
As if looking at a god.
It's like looking at a demon.
He pulled the Shura Sword out of the rock wall.
The Demon Emperor Sword danced behind him.
He went to the top of Lumen Mountain.
Chen Weiyuan had been tied to the trunk of a tree by the Daoist cultivators, half of his body was off the ground, looking very embarrassed.
Because the sea of blood changed just now, the Daoist cultivators all fled, but no one cares about him here.
He looked at Ye Yunlan.
"Yunlan, you are here."
Ye Yunlan raised the Shura Sword in his hand.
The sword pointed at Chen Weiyuan.
Chen Weiyuan felt that death was imminent, but a little smile appeared on his face.
"Although I know that your realm is very high, even the distraction of the Demon King can't stop you now, which really surprised me. Originally, I planned to wait for you to die, and let myself and this world be buried with you."
"However, being able to die in your hands is a relief." He looked at Ye Yunlan's backside Demon Lord's body, his smile deepened, "What I can't get, nobody else can get. Yunlan, I will win this game of chess after all. already."
Ye Yunlan: "You didn't win."
Chen Weiyuan said: "Yunlan, even if you kill me at this moment, everything is irreversible. The Demon Venerable is dead, and the blood sacrifice formation has been opened, the boundary membrane has been impacted, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth will definitely be advanced. Tianyuan will soon be Open. Even if you can use the realm of kendo to kill the Mirage Demon King as a distraction, so what? Can you fight against its body
Ye Yunlan: "Chen Weiyuan, has anyone ever said that you are very confident?"
Chen Weiyuan said: "If you can predict the future, self-confidence is not a bad thing."
Ye Yunlan: "I didn't say I wanted to kill you myself."
Chen Weiyuan smiled, "You won't kill me? That would be even better, Yunlan, it seems that you still take into account the relationship we once had as a husband and wife, we still have a while, we can travel together hand in hand and see before this world ends. landscape."
Ye Yunlan interrupted indifferently: "I just think that killing you with my own hands will dirty his sword."
Chen Weiyuan's expression became a little distorted, and he recovered quickly, saying: "A dead person, whether the sword is dirty or not, what about him? Clear? Yunlan, you have a photo."
Ye Yunlan didn't want to argue these plausible truths with him.
If he feels dirty, it is dirty.
Every inch of Chen Weiyuan's body made him feel dirty and twisted. Even compared to Demon Venerable, this person in front of him is more like a demon that destroys all living beings.
He said: "This sea of blood was opened by you, and it should be ended by you."
Chen Weiyuan suddenly restrained the smile on his face.
"what you up to?"
Ye Yunlan: "Send you to accompany them."
The "they" in his words refers to the countless unjust souls in the sea of blood.
The sword light swept across, and Chen Weiyuan's body fell to the ground.
Without his legs, he couldn't escape even if he wasn't bound by the rope.
The golden light flowed in Ye Yunlan's eyes, and when his thoughts moved, the Demon Emperor Sword flew out from behind him, passed through the clothes on Chen Weiyuan's back, hung him on the sword body, flew into the sea of blood, and stopped at Above the sea of blood.
It's like sending a piece of fat tender meat to the mouth of a ghost.
Chen Weiyuan's face was pale.
The evil ghosts who were close at hand kept reaching out to him, up and down, left and right, and there was nowhere to escape.
Countless monks who escaped were watching him from a distance, as if watching monkeys in a theater. Among them are the disciples of Tianji Pavilion who once admired and obeyed him. No one came to rescue him.
The dignified Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, when did it come to such a troubled time
He thought about being killed by Ye Yunlan. Or die at the hands of the Demon King. This is nothing. This piece of heaven and earth will eventually perish, and he has all the secrets in his life, and it is considered calm to have a happy death.
Just like in his previous life, before he committed suicide in the astrolabe, he still left a letter, telling Ye Yunlan that he had won.
The clothes behind him could not bear his weight, and suddenly there was a cracking sound.
He fell into the sea of blood.
"No—" There was power emanating from his soul.
The bloodline power that condenses the spirits blocks the erosion of the ghosts.
Ye Yunlan's voice faintly rang in his ear.
"I will use your soul to suppress the formation of blood sacrifices. You will be the bridge between ghosts and heaven and earth. You will be trampled by thousands of people every day, and you will be torn apart by ghosts until the grievances of the sea of blood are eliminated by heaven and earth. "
Boundless golden light suddenly erupted from the body of the Demon Emperor Sword, exuding scorching divine power, as if it had come from a distant ancient times. The dark clouds in the sky were washed away by the golden light, and the sea of blood in a radius of hundreds of miles actually slowly returned to the ground under the suppression of the golden light.
Chen Weiyuan's body floated on the sea of blood and tried his best to resist, but it was still melted by the golden light far beyond the power of his blood and melted into a thin layer of clear light of divine soul, covering the entire sea of blood, Chen Weiyuan's divine soul was struggling endlessly. , but after all, it was difficult to resist this terrifying power, and the soul and the power of blood were completely melted and recast.
In the end, both the sea of blood and the clear light penetrated into the ground.
The sky is bright.
Ye Yunlan landed from mid-air and stepped on the land that had been restored to its original state. The spiritual thoughts of people underground are still mourning endlessly.
But in vain.
"Chen Weiyuan, I want you to be here? How do you look at yourself? You lose everything." He said indifferently, "You treat the common people like a chess piece, and now the common people regard you like an ant."
The sea of blood has disappeared, and countless hidden monks have come out of the hiding place.
They all fell not far from Ye Yunlan, but they hesitated and did not dare to move forward.
Ye Yunlan didn't look at them.
Just turn around with the sword.
Carrying the people behind him, he walked to the magic palace step by step.
The wind blew the white hair on his cheeks.
Someone behind him called out his title, first with a sound, and then in a row.
The loud and frenetic sound is like a rushing tide, as if to leave him in the world.
He didn't look back.