This was a very skinny figure with disheveled hair and blank eyes. However, after seeing Bing Xin, those misty pupils suddenly became alive and he stared at her blankly, as if he had seen another figure.
Jiang Xiaofan looked along the sound and couldn't help but open his mouth. The man who used to be so arrogant, defeated the world and was praised as invincible, but now he has been reduced to such a miserable state, which he feels is a bit sad.
This space was very dark, gloomy, and filled with evil spirits. Even though he was as powerful as Jiang Xiaofan, he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his body at this moment. There was a biting coldness that seemed to invade his bone marrow, making him shiver.
Bing Xin regained her composure, her face was very calm, she walked towards the stone room at the back, looked at the skinny man sitting cross-legged in it, and said calmly: "Master of the Demon Sect, or I should call you Leng Qingyang."
The leader of the Demon Sect, whose surname is Leng and whose name is Leng Qingyang, raised his head and looked at Bing Xin with a burning brilliance flashing in his eyes. His words were a little urgent and his breathing was a little heavy. He said: "Where is she, Ningruo, she, she is still there." Okay?"
He seemed a little excited. He was so familiar with the aura on Bing Xin's body. How could he forget it? Even though it had been decades, he still remembered it very clearly. With the same inheritance and the same mysterious method, he could tell at a glance that Bing Xin was the descendant of Bing Palace.
Jiang Xiaofan said nothing and stood next to Bing Xin, looking at the skinny figure in the stone room. Although the Demon Sect Leader didn't speak much, he could feel the deep affection contained in these few words. Over the years, this man had never forgotten that woman.
In just a short moment, he had a simple understanding of this man. Is he a so-called demon? Leng Qingyang, the leader of the Demon Sect, how could a man who cares about emotions so much be a demon? Even if he is a demon, he is definitely not a demon!
Bing Xin had no expression, her voice was a little cold, and she said, "No!"
"She, what happened to her?"
"died."
Bing Xin's words were calm.
The man in the stone room was stunned, and then instantly became violent.
"Impossible! You lied to me!" He roared crazily, his misty pupils instantly turned red, and the terrifying demonic energy swept across all directions, shaking the heavens and the earth: "She can't die, I haven't gone out yet, How could she die! How is it possible! Impossible!"
"Boom..."
The dungeon was trembling and turbulent, as if it would collapse at any time. A pair of big hands were holding on to the iron door in front of it. The dark magic light was rolling like a violent wave, as if a wild beast was about to be born.
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked, took a step forward, and stood in front of Bing Xin with a swish. His body was comparable to that of a strong person in the Human Emperor Realm, and his infinite potential was blooming. He was wet with cold sweat as he resisted this terrifying and overwhelming demonic power. The back.
His heart was filled with horror. Is this the power of that man back then? He single-handedly founded the Heavenly Demon Sect and made the world lose its voice. It was difficult to find an opponent. He really lived up to his reputation. It was so terrifying. Who could resist this aura? !
"Buzz..."
The red gold runes are beating, and the monstrous golden light is blooming, like a golden lotus rising, pieces of Buddhist runes are flying in this dungeon, the holy breath is flowing, and the big hand suddenly trembles There was a sound, and green smoke came out.
"No, I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I'm not dead yet, how could she die!" The man in the stone room roared wildly, screaming loudly and shaking the sky. He didn't care even if his arms were being burned by the holy power, and roared to the sky: " I want to go out, I want to go out, Holy Buddha, please let me out, I want to go out to see her, I don’t believe it!”
Jiang Xiaofan gritted his teeth. This aura was too terrifying. Even if it was blocked by golden runes, it was still very terrifying. He felt as if his body was about to burst, and he was horrified. What a power it was. It was truly invincible. Among the people he knew, only the old man Liu Chengan, the purple-haired young man and the white-haired old man who came to look for Her Royal Highness could resist it.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
The man in the stone chamber was still roaring, the sound resounding in the sky, his eyes as red as blood, and the dark demonic energy seemed to surge from the ancient demonic realm, intending to destroy all souls in the world. He was immersed in boundless rage.
"Junior, please save it."
"That old bald donkey man is not very good, but he is indeed very powerful. You can't break through these seals, and you waste your life force in vain."
"This junior is very good, and his qualifications are terrifying!"
"It's almost as good as those people back then."
There are dozens of large and small stone chambers in this dungeon, and each stone chamber contains an evil spirit. Among them are human demons, dead ghosts, and ferocious monsters. Very scary.
Jiang Xiaofan was resisting with difficulty, his whole body ached, as if he was about to fall apart. This kind of aura was too terrifying. He couldn't believe it. How could this man be so powerful? He could have such power even though he was sealed in a stone chamber.
Bing Xin was blocked by Jiang Xiaofan. She raised her head and looked at the not-so-tall man in front of her. There was a strange light flowing in his jade eyes. She was in a daze, and an inexplicable emotion rose in her heart.
I don't know how long it took, but she spoke calmly and said: "One sword broke the sky and Leng Qingyang."
This sentence was not loud, and it did not even spread very far. However, just such a sentence, just seven words, seemed to carry a mysterious magic, like a soul-soothing charm, instantly making this person The terrifying demonic energy in the dungeon collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
"One sword breaks the sky and Leng Qingyang..."
The man in the stone room became quiet in an instant, and his red eyes gradually regained their human color. He kept repeating these words, mumbling incessantly, his skinny body retreated, his big hands were burned and blackened, even the bones were burnt. Now that he could see clearly, the aura on his body became violent again.
What a powerful being he is. The power of his spiritual consciousness is enough to cover the sky. Even though this place is sealed and his spiritual consciousness is limited, he can still see through reality at a glance. What Bing Xin said was true, he could tell at a glance, but his heart was bleeding as he struggled to bear the news.
"One sword breaks the sky, one sword breaks the sky, hahahaha..." He laughed crazily, as if he remembered something, his black hair danced wildly, but there were crystal drops in his eyes, flowing down his cheeks, staining them. His face was wet: "One sword breaks the sky. Without you, I will break the sky! What's the use of breaking the sky!"
Endless and frantic demonic energy vibrated in this space. It was not until three hours later that the place gradually stabilized.
At this moment, the man in the stone chamber seemed to have aged ten thousand years in an instant. His whole body seemed to have been drained of energy. He sat on the ground helplessly. His eyes became hazy again, as if he had lost his light. He was murmuring to himself with some choking. Saying: "Ningruo, Ningruo, what, what..."
The terrifying pressure in this space disappeared without a trace. In front of Jiang Xiaofan, this terrifying man who had just been so powerful seemed to be a fragile man who had lost his will, which made him suddenly feel sad.
"Back then, she was pregnant with your child, and she was also infected with your demonic nature. Shortly after giving birth to the child, the potential demonic power revived, and all her cultivation in her life collapsed, and her vitality was slowly swallowed up by that demonic nature." Bing Xin He walked forward, looked at the decadent man in the stone prison, and said coldly: "She died, because of you, and because of her, the master has been grieving for a full year, his hair is covered with white hair, and his Taoist heart is almost broken!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, my fault!" The man in the stone room cried out in pain, tearing his hair hard, and choked: "Back then, I should have been able to think of it. With her temperament, how could she You may abandon Yuan'er who is still in his infancy, how could you leave me!"
"She already knows her situation. She doesn't want us to feel uncomfortable, but what, why don't you tell me!" His aura became messy again, and his eyes became a little red, full of hatred and unwillingness, but more But she felt deep self-blame, clenched her fists, and dug her nails into her flesh: "Damn ancient scriptures, the weird demonic nature, led me to a devilish path of no return, causing her death, I hate it, I Hate it!"
The Heavenly Demon Sect Master has unparalleled combat power. He was invincible in fighting against Ziwei back then. How powerful he was! However, even with his powerful cultivation, he still could not suppress the demonic nature, not to mention the weak woman who was weakened by the broken Yuan Yin. She was not possessed by the demon, but her life source was swallowed up by the demonic nature. Er Jing.
I don’t know how long it took, but the man in the stone room gradually recovered. He was so depressed that he raised his head and looked at Bing Xin and said in a trembling voice: "You and her, you are the same master. No wonder, no wonder the breaths are so similar... "
"Ningruo is gone. It was me who harmed her. I deserve to die..." His eyes were full of guilt, he opened his mouth and said, "Your master, that senior, I'm sorry for her. Is she okay?" "
The previous generation's owner of the Ice Palace, named Ningruo, was Master Bing Xin's first apprentice. Just like he treated Bing Xin, the old man always treated Ningruo as his own daughter, loving and doting on her in every possible way.
Of course, the Demon Sect Leader knows these things. If his daughter dies, what will happen to his mother? Naturally, he could think of how sad the old man was back then. He felt that he had killed Ning Ruo, and he felt ashamed of the old man.
"No!" Bing Xin's face was a little cold. She looked at the decadent man in the stone room and said directly: "Back then, the master gave her that thing, and she finally gave it to you. Now, because of this thing, the master has given it to her again. Thinking of her, I fell into sadness and grief. Now please return it, I want to take it back, I don't want to see the master sad."
The man in the stone room trembled violently, and reached into his arms with his trembling right hand, and took out a purple bell, which softly jingled in his hand. He held it like that, as if he saw that woman again.
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and deeply touched. The majestic leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect had made the world lose his voice in the past. However, for such a man, the treasure he cherished throughout his life turned out to be such an ordinary purple bell.
He finally understood why Bing Xin would snort when he asked her what the treasure was. Looking at the purple bell, at this moment, he could clearly feel that it was not a magic weapon or a heavy weapon, it was just an ordinary copper bell, a copper bell that was inconspicuous in the eyes of mortals.
He looked at the man in the stone chamber and could clearly see that the man's eyes were clearer, which made his heart tremble. It was written in the withered and yellow remains that that thing could suppress the demon. It turned out to be like this. Where Zi Ling was suppressing the demon, he was suppressing the demon with his love.
"Ningruo is gone. It was me who harmed her. I am sorry for that senior." In front of him, the man in the stone room trembled with his right hand. Although he was full of reluctance, he still handed the purple bell out: "If This Zi Ling can make that senior feel better, I think Ningruo also hopes to see that, she loves her master very much."
Bing Xin reached out to take it, but at this moment, another big hand reached over and grabbed her wrist.
"Bing Xin, that's enough, no need to do this anymore..." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head at her and said, "The elder is sitting quietly on the Taoist platform. She still has you, but he only has this Zi Ling..."
Bing Xin was silent. She looked up at Jiang Xiaofan, with a strange light flowing in her eyes. She stared at him like this for a long time, and finally turned around indifferently. Instead of picking up the purple bell handed over by the Demon Sect Leader, she walked to the other side alone without saying anything.
"Thank you!" The body of the man in the stone chamber trembled, and he put away the purple bell with great care. His eyes moved back from Bing Xin's back to Jiang Xiaofan on the side, his eyes full of gratitude, and he said in a trembling voice: "Young man, thank you, I'm so grateful. Yes, thank you."
"Senior, you're welcome."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head. He could imagine that for this man now, that purple bell was everything. If Zi Ling was really taken away from him, it would be so cruel to this man.
"gone… "
Bing Xin's voice came from the front. She stood in the middle of the dungeon, her back to Jiang Xiaofan, waiting for him.
"Senior, take care. I'm taking my leave, junior. I hope you can suppress all the demons!"
Jiang Xiaofan turned around, saluted the man in the stone room, and walked towards Bing Xin. He knew that although Bing Xin had a cold face all day long, she was a good girl with a kind heart. He had a smile on his face. The so-called treasure was really a treasure. It was the treasure of the Demon Sect Master. Now, He is leaving here with Bing Xin.