At the same time, the top of life and death is fighting on all sides. The rebels rushing to the top of the mountain, the vanguard who fought with chess pieces, the guards responsible for opening the barrier, the medical soldiers running in the chaos... Thousands of spells are intertwined, and stars light up on this mountain like a huge black beast A little war.
But even so, the torrent caused by Xue Meng's blow is still eye-catching, and the fire is like a broken bamboo, straight to Xiaohan! Chu nightning looked back in the night wind, and his heart was sad. He knows that Xue Meng has begun to burn the power of the spiritual core. If he can't make a quick decision, Xue Meng is afraid that he will follow the footsteps of Nangong Si.
"Thang Long - Summon!"
He held the Rising Dragon Talisman between his fingers and threw out the blood. But when I heard the dragon roaring across the sea, the paper dragon holding the candle broke through the rain and flew into the sky with a sound like a bell.
"Chu nightning, what's the matter with this seat?"
Chu night, Ning Jianmei lowered his eyebrows and said sharply: "Go to the end of the road to martyrdom, be quick."
The pair of dragon eyes of the paper dragon holding the candle swept across the smoky Kyushu, without asking any more questions, only said: "Come up." One person and one dragon pierced through the wind and rain in an instant, like riding the wind and waves, heading straight for the martyrdom paved by the dead The road flies away. Chu nightning looked down from the sky of Jiuxiao, and the road connecting the two worlds of gods and demons was flowing with scarlet brilliance, like the blood in the arteries spurting out, heading for the unknown realm.
Because the back mountain is very close to the gate of the demon world, affected by the breath of the demons, the sky here is covered with crimson and lavender fire clouds, and it has not been attacked by the rainstorm.
The candle dragon swooped and fell, turning into a golden light and returning to the spell at the moment of falling to the ground. Chu nightning stood firmly on the road of martyrdom, took a breath, raised his eyes-
"You came?"
An empty voice came, and the teacher was standing at the end of the road, behind the fiery demon door. Since Xue Meng and the Mei brothers temporarily controlled the step Xianjun, the protective barrier around him has disappeared. Hearing the movement, the teacher turned over half of his beautiful face, his eyes turned sideways, and he glanced at Chu Wanning.
"You are really capable."
The wind blew his hair, and the teacher's eyes turned, and he fell on the door of the devil's world where the light and shadow were distorted.
"The door of life and death in time and space is wide open. You don't want to make up for it in time, but you are determined to prevent my family from returning..."
Chu nightning is not in the game: "The three forbidden techniques were created by Gouchen Shanggong, and the breath of the demons will expand its mana by dozens of percent. When the hole is opened, the demonic breath flows in, and the door of life and death will be torn open even further."
"..." The teacher was silent for a moment and sneered, "I can't deceive you in the end."
Chu nightning didn't plan to spend more time with him, the golden light in his palm burst, and when he saw that Tianwen was about to hit the teacher, suddenly a figure flashed in the slanting thorn. It was Mu Yanli who came with the sword and blocked the blow!
"I won't let you touch him." Mu Yanli raised his eyes illuminated by the sword light and shouted, "He has suffered enough."
Teacher: "...Sister Mu..."
I don't know how Mu Yanli did it, but behind her, there were more than 100 Zhenlong chess pieces who came to pave the way for martyrdom. Chu nightning saw the situation in critical condition and wanted to stop the army of chess pieces first. But Mu Yanli was agile and stopped in front of him like lightning.
Chu nightning said: "Let go!"
Mu Yanli sneered: "Why let it go? The cultivation world never cares about the life and death of the beauty seat, so why should the beauty seat return home, why should you care about your life?"
At the same time, extremely terrifying white-gold flames erupted around her—this was a desperate attempt, Mu Yanli also shattered his spiritual core in order to gain the strongest combat power!
She was originally a body of divine blood, no matter how thin this bloodline was, she would still have the potential to move mountains and reclaim the sea after her self-destruction. In a short period of time, her internal combat power was even higher than that of Emperor Treading Immortal.
"What a great master, what a righteous way..." Mu Yanli's eyes were cold and determined, "For thousands of years, drinking human blood and eating human flesh, you can do anything in order to gain the Tao!"
Her sword was fierce, and Chu nightning had to fight with all her strength. Although the woman in front of her didn't have a drop of beauty's bloodline, and could even be regarded as a distant descendant of a god, she risked her life to help the demons return home.
For a time, the white robes of Chu night were flying, and the wood smoke was fluttering from the golden sleeves.
With a bang, the blades collided, and in the sparks, the two looked at each other.
Mu Yanli spat: "People who get in the way!"
Chu nightning gritted his teeth and said: "In this world... not everyone is as you said."
Even though he has passed through the long night and is covered in frost and cold, he can still remember Mrs. Rong's kindness for a meal, remember Luo Xianxian thinking about not harming people before going crazy, remembering that the disciples at the top of the dead don't ask for a penny just to help the Dao. , remember that Chu Xun's heart illuminates the way home...
He can still remember the candid smiles of the villagers in Yuliang Village, the righteousness of the owner of Feihua Island, the evil spirits of Nangong Sitou Ronglongchi Town, and Li Wuxin's sword to carry the universe.
He could still remember that Nangong Changying's smile faded away, turning into golden light, with a gentle expression: "The world is so good, flowers are enough, why stain with blood."
Now these figures are almost all sick or dead, or displaced or lost in this catastrophe...
There is even Ye Wangxi.
In the Xuanyuan Pavilion that year, she spared no expense to save a sphenoid orphan girl, and gave a sphenoid beauty seat future and freedom.
"So what?" Mu Yanli said, "Should I forgive the sins of this world because of so few people?!"
The grievances were spoken, and the sword became stronger.
"My mother is so kind, but just because she is a butterfly bone demon, she was swallowed alive by my beast father... Isn't her life her life?"
"… "
"Since childhood, she was the only one who loved me and treated me as a daughter. Besides her, from my father to the sect elders, and you monks, who has treated me like a living person?" Mu Yanli He said angrily, "I have the blood of gods flowing in my body, and everyone regards me as a scale of justice, asking me to destroy human desires, and let me practice the method of the mind of the mind... Why?"
The power of the spiritual core has been expanded to the extreme, and Mu Yanli's whole body is shrouded in the platinum brilliance of the gods. Her spiritual core self-destruction is different from that of ordinary monks. Even her pupils and hair began to turn pale gold. Every blow Cut it down, as if it were a thousand pounds.
"If you are a goddess, you should be unintentional. If you are a beauty seat, you should be swallowed. It has been like this for thousands of years..." The sword body brushed the sword body, and the sharp hum from the collision of the gods and martial arts almost tore the eardrums.
But there is nothing sharper than Mu Yanli's eyes, Mu Yanli said every word: "Master Chu. You haven't turned over the case of the sphenoid beauty seat family, have you?"
"… "
"That's a book about cannibalism... In the past, cultivators used the beauty seat to refine medicine and soared up. Today, the beauty seat is just paving the way for you to go home!"
With a loud bang, Mu Yanli used his life's strength to raise his sword and slammed towards Chu Wanning.
Chu night Ning suddenly restrained and shouted: "Nine songs, summon!"
Huaisha is restrained, the guqin is now, and a dazzling golden light in the sound of the qin pierces Xiaohan, illuminating the peak of life and death! In front of Chu nightning, a Pang Shuo curtain with Haitang flying was opened. He hung in the air, hunting with wide sleeves, and in front of him was a face full of hatred from Mu Yanli.
She didn't hate him, she hated the injustice of the world, the tragic death of her mother, the inability to be free, and the imprisoned and imprisoned generals.
"Let them go back."
One blow is not broken, her spiritual power has been pushed to the extreme, but she still has not been able to destroy the enchantment of Chu Wanning, but there is blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Her voice was hoarse, and the hand holding the sword was shaking.
The core is about to shatter...
Mu Yanli suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chu Wanning, and said softly: "Please..."
Chu nightning saw her own reflection in her pupils that turned to light golden.
Whose shadow is that
The face is chaotic, empty, twisted, dazed.
cruel. kind.
"Let them go home... Chu Xianjun..."
The reflection in the golden light suddenly disappeared.
Because the mind was too chaotic, Chu nightning found out after a while that it was because Mu Yanli had exhausted all his strength, and the spiritual core had been broken. She regained her original appearance, with only a pair of dark eyes. . looking at him.
Armor is completely removed, and there is no life.
She can no longer be the heir of the cold and arrogant god, and at this time, those eyes are like an ordinary woman.
For his younger brother, for the descendants of the demon race who are contrary to his own race, he begged.
"Let them go..."
She said, the sword light in her hand disappeared suddenly, because she couldn't bear the fierce battle before, and the moment when the spiritual current was extinguished, it shattered into powder.
"I beg you."
Mu Yanli fell from the sky, and the white-gold robe fluttered behind him like a lotus.
Her waist is still embroidered with the scale totem of Tianyin Pavilion, the coat of arms representing justice and light shining in the dark night.
The sound of the sky is mighty, and there can be no selfishness.
Son of Tianyin, you can't have feelings.
The sound of the sky is vague and cannot be blasphemous.
Tianyin has pity, in order to respect all beings.
This section of singing, she read from childhood to adulthood, closed her eyes and opened her eyes like shackles trapped her.
Since she was born, the first sentence she learned was neither father nor mother, but the first four words of this song, the sound of heaven was mighty.
Recite it thousands of times a day, kneeling in front of the statues of gods and praying repeatedly.
Don't be selfish... don't be affectionate... don't blaspheme... in order to respect all beings.
On her first memorable birthday, the unsympathetic father gave her a box of exquisite clay figurines, painted with lacquer and covered with golden sand. As soon as the brocade box was opened, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling at her. .
"Wow—that's so pretty!"
Father looked down at her lightly: "Do you like it?"
"I like it!" Mu Yanli raised his head in joy, as if there were thousands of fireworks blooming in his heart, "Thank you, Dad!"
The man she called Daddy just raised his hand, touched her head, and took the brocade box from the girl's hand—
Then, in front of her, it smashed to the ground.
"Keng!" This is the sound of the porcelain clay falling to the ground.
The clay figurine couldn't speak, but he still looked at her with squinted eyebrows and a smile, but his smile was cracked and his face was shattered. Mu Yan was stunned for a while, and then he cried out in horror and wanted to rush over to grab his own mud. baby.
A white shoe embroidered with the scale totem stepped down.
Creeping, creepy.
Like the dolls' celestial cover shattered...
The father moved his feet, and in front of the girl was a ground of broken ashes.
Before clearly, they were still lined up in a neat line, smiling naively at her... Why? Why do you want this? Isn't it her birthday present? Why didn't she do the right thing, why did she make Daddy angry, so the little creatures who were involved in these clay sculptures died innocently.
"Son of Tianyin, don't be affectionate." In front of the crying girl, the man was extremely indifferent, "If you like it, you will lose your temper. If you like it, you will lose justice. You are the heir of the gods, who dominates the justice of the world... As a real gift from your father, It taught you that you should never say 'like' to anything."
Can't be selfish... can't be affectionate...
Don't be selfish, don't be sentimental, don't be selfish, don't be sentimental - torn apart in her brain like a curse! The incense burner emits smoke and treasures are solemnly chanted - the sound of the sky - the mighty -
For many long nights, she held her head close to madness, and she screamed silently in the quilt tent.
No way out.
Couldn't find an answer...
What is dad? What is the mother
She once wanted to hug her biological mother, Mrs. Lin, but Mrs. Lin was a lunatic. She stabbed her with scissors, her hands full of holes, and she even poked the scissors into her throat...
Not to be private.
Don't be private!
In the dark night where she was in pain, she knelt in front of the statue alone, chanting in her mouth not to be blasphemous, but in her heart she cursed and resented that the statue could not be smashed into powder!
In this way, from a girl to a girl, from a girl to a girl.
Thousands of people knelt down behind her, chanting the words she had already sung deep into her heart: "The sound of the sky is mighty, don't be selfish..."
Sometimes, like a madman, his shoulders and backs trembled, and he almost stood up, wielding his sword and chopped everyone in Tianyin Pavilion into flesh and then died.
But at this time, a gentle and soft voice suddenly sounded in my ears, very sweet and very young. The voice was softly singing to her: "The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the mountains and rivers face each other. This side of the reeds is my hometown, and the other side of the reeds is the ocean."
She opened her eyes, and the sky light shone down from behind the idol, mottled on the ground.
She, who was already the master of Tianyin Pavilion at that time, stared at the mottled and broken shadows in this place, as if in the sound of this song, she saw the reeds of Wangchuan, and the tidbits were flying.
A woman stood in the middle of the reeds, raised her eyebrows and smiled at her, and extended her hand.
"On this side of Reed is the hometown... On the other side of Reed is the ocean..."
"Grandma..." she murmured.
She called Mrs. Lin her mother and was respectful. Only to one person, she called grandma.
That was her stepmother, and also the grandmother who brought her up since she was a child. Maybe others won't understand why she doesn't hate this woman for occupying the magpie's nest. But those people will never understand—
In her black-and-white life, in the short few years when only Mrs. Hua Gui was there, she had laughter, tenderness, warm embrace, and sweet affection.
No one will believe it.
The reed ballad that Huagui coaxed her to sleep was the only song she had ever heard in her life other than Tianyin Mighty.
Only this song suppressed her inner demons and became her whole life inner demons.
"Sister Mu!!!"
He seemed to hear his brother Hua Binan screaming in surprise. She had never heard such a gaffe from him before.
But she couldn't control that much anymore, she used the last trace of aura to weaken her momentum when she landed. But it's not for survival.
She gritted her teeth and followed the road of martyrdom, moving step by step, crawling to the edge like maggots.
Then-
Before anyone could react, she suddenly threw herself into the edge of the magic bridge with her only remaining strength!
"Mu Yanli, voluntarily martyred, may you and others fulfill your long-cherished wish and finally return home."
When the teacher saw this, he was mad and mad. He rushed over, but it was too late. Mu Yanli finally looked back at him.
This woman has always been cold and indifferent, her expression is not much, and even her skin is full of frost and snow.
But at this moment, she smiled at this half-brother, who was even racially repelled.
She frowned and fell on her back.
"sister!!!!!!"
Mu Yanli smiled and looked at the sky, this woman who was calm and emotionless, moved towards the vast Gaotian who had bowed thousands of times, and said, "Fuck you, don't be selfish."
The bridge body instantly lit up with a red light, and the scarlet flames of the road of martyrdom quickly wrapped around her body. Before being swallowed up by the fire, she tried her best to glance at the direction of the gate of the Demon Domain.
She seemed to hear the voice coming from behind the giant gate. It was gentle. It was Grandma who was rocking a small fan for her by the summer couch, singing lazily—
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the mountains and rivers face each other."
Reed is hometown here,
Beyond the reeds is the ocean...
"Master of the Wooden Pavilion!!"
"Wooden girl!!"
Suddenly, the "chess pieces" on the road to martyrdom lost control and ran over one after another, kneeling in front of the woman who paved the road of demons with the body of God's blood, but that woman had already turned into a sacrifice. On the thirtieth step from the bottom of the road, the body was bound and immersed in demonic flames.
Chu nightning fell back to the ground, his fingertips were extremely ice, and there was a shaking figure in front of him.
He thought that these people were pawns brought by Mu Yanli, but now he realized that they were not.
Most of these people are wearing the robes of the disciples of Tianyin Pavilion, their faces are extremely beautiful, and the tears they shed are all golden...
It's a sphenoid beauty seat!
Under the leadership of Mu Yanli, Tianyin Pavilion gathered so many surviving sphenoid clans in the name of accepting their own disciples.
She just took them out of the cultivator group, and after preparing to pave the road of martyrdom, they can go home at any time...
"Murderer!" Suddenly someone turned his head and shouted at Chu Wanning, his face was so distorted by hatred, "You murderer!"
"Why do you want to be our enemy everywhere? Why do you have to force the Master of the Wooden Pavilion down this road?!"
One side is a stunning appearance, and one eye is a deep hatred.
Many beauties rushed towards him, losing their minds and rushing towards him, like moths to a flame.
Chu nightning is standing, and his eyes are full of darkness. It is too easy to block these beauty seats with low spiritual power. He doesn't even have to lift his hands, but the barrier formed by the power of his fingertips is enough for those people to be unable to wear them. Pass.
murderer…
sinner.
Grandmaster.
salvation.
Chu nightning couldn't help but close his eyes. What is he doing? What else could he do
The ink burned to death, the time and space cracked, the punishment of the sky was coming, Mu Yanli sacrificed to the devil with the body of the gods, and Xue Meng suppressed the step Xianjun with the spiritual core.
He suddenly felt that in front of him was a wall made of sharp knives, with cold lights facing each other, and he wanted to pass through it.
Just like not all people in the world are evil, not all the sphenoids are guilty.
But he's blocking their way home.
Even if there are only the last twenty-nine steps left, twenty-nine corpses.
He couldn't let them go and let the magic door open. Because as long as the demon gate is opened, the punishment from heaven will probably come quickly, and the two worlds will be destroyed. How ruthless must he be to just sit back and watch this happen.
he can not…
He can no longer have the slightest hesitation, the size of the soft heart.
Mo Ran has been charged with two crimes, and Xue Meng is still delaying time for him with his life, not to mention the bloody road in front of those who have died in vain.
"murderer!"
"You killed us! You killed us!"
"Relentless and cold-blooded! You will have retribution!"
The soul is cooked like fire, but the heart is as hard as iron.
Chu night Ning suddenly opened his eyes - he must be the murderer.
He has no choice.
"Master Mingjing."
"..." The teacher looked at him from a distance across the crowd of people. The face of Qing Guo Qingcheng was still stained with tears, and his eyes seemed to be crazy and empty.
The wind is blowing, his clothes are fluttering in the wind, and he seems to have accepted his fate that Chu night would come to kill him. Chu nightning's palm really lit up with golden light, and Huaisha appeared again - with a bang, he slammed away the crowd in front of him with sword qi, trying to stop his beauties.
With a swipe of his foot, his eyes are like a bayonet in the snow night, and the blade is stabbed straight towards the teacher! !
It was at this time that the road of martyrdom under their feet suddenly began to tremble violently, and then heavy red beams of light rose from the ground, and several of them suddenly blocked the way of Chu Wanning.
Someone shouted: "Look! Look ahead!"
"It's the Demon Gate! What's going on?"
"The bridge is growing, and the bridge is about to hit the demon gate!!"
At the end it almost became a scream: "The door is about to open!!!"
The teacher was shocked and looked back, but saw a white-gold radiance scattered from the place where the wood smoke was dead, extending from the last step, and heading towards the gate of the devil with an extremely amazing momentum!
Chu nightning's face suddenly changed, and the teacher's face suddenly burst into ecstasy after the initial shock.
The road to martyrdom is about to pass - the bridge between the world of man and the devil is finally about to pass! !
A tired and old voice came from behind the demon door, echoing between heaven and earth, the voice seemed to praise, lazily: "The road to martyrdom actually has the sacrifice of the gods, you wait for the next life, ruin the life of the gods, sacrifice the life of the gods. To me, his heart can be expressed."
The sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly from a hundred miles away from the summit of life and death, and all the people who were fighting on the whole mountain looked up at the back mountain at this time.
Jiang Xi's complexion turned snow-white. Of course, not only him, but everyone knew that the gate of the Demon Realm was about to open...
Sure enough, the old voice said next:
"God's punishment is approaching in a matter of minutes, and His Majesty the Demon Venerable sees that you and others have meritorious deeds in life and death, and he will be gracious and amnesty, and the last twenty-ninth steps of the bridge will be spared. Immediately, open the devil's door and allow you and others to return home!"
"what?!"
The top of the mountain road was a mess in an instant.
The owner of Taobao Mountain Villa even sat on the ground and burst into tears: "Oh my God!! What should I do!!"
There are even more people with pale faces, and the two are fighting: "God's punishment is coming soon? What kind of punishment... What kind of punishment!?"
The three brothers of Xue Mengmei's family who were fighting fiercely against Xianjun were also shocked. Xue Meng's mind was shaking, and Xianjun took the opportunity to break the lock and rise into the air, and Xue Meng was suddenly repelled by the force and only felt that he was suffocated in the chest. , suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood!
Step Xianjun heard the movement, turned his scarlet eyes, stared at Xue Meng for a moment, his expression was very confused, it seemed that the memory in his brain began to stir up again, and the souls in the body began to torture and kill each other: "... Xue Meng... ?"
Mei Hanxue immediately picked up the long sword Shuofeng, and guarded his younger brother and Xue Meng behind him, and said solemnly: "Be careful."
But Step Xianjun didn't intend to continue to attack, but suddenly raised his long eyebrows, his forehead became a river, and his expression became more and more painful.
"No... what's going on... what's going on!"
He was utterly at a loss and roared in anger, losing control and quickly heading towards the dense forest behind the mountain. Mei Hanxue breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the other two, and asked Xue Meng: "How are you?"
"Don't worry about me, go to Master's side! Tell him all the preparations we laid out before!"
Mei Hanxue took his wrist and shook his head: "Your spiritual core is on the verge of shattering, and you have to heal first."
Xue Meng said angrily: "Go!!"
"If you don't want me to go over first, you don't move." Mei Hanxue knew that the situation was urgent and urgent, so he pointed to Xue Meng and said to his brother, "Brother, you help him adjust his breath. I will go to Master Chu."
Before the road to martyrdom, with the completion of the last step, the road between the demon world and the human world finally completely converged. The faces of those beauty seats showed a dream-like look, almost everyone was shaking, and no one even dared to lift their feet to take a step forward, and even the teacher didn't move.
After a while, I don't know how long it was, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was too long to breathe.
The gate of the Demon Realm in front of the door suddenly rumbled and vibrated, and all of a sudden the clouds and winds moved in all directions.
The embossed extravagant magic door separated to the left and right, and a crimson radiance shot out from the gap!
Chu nightning only felt that a terrifying evil spirit and fighting spirit that had never been perceived were rushing from the gap, and that was the breath of the demons that could boost the power of the three forbidden techniques...
The Demon Realm is open! ! !