The Fengyun Dao Taihua Sword Star Picker Xiao Yuezhi was inserted into the four corners of the dark mountain peak. The wind and clouds surged, the sword energy soared into the sky, the stars shook down, and thunderstorms burst. They were intertwined with the remaining essence of the Nine Heavens God's Thunder Spear to form a A dragnet covers the mountain peaks airtightly.
There were bursts of brilliance and sword energy competing for brilliance. When the dragnet was contracting and oppressing, the demonic energy on the dark mountain peaks boiled and turned into a straight wolf smoke that rushed into the sky, swallowing thunder and lightning, entangling the sword energy, chasing the stars, and the demonic energy surged.
Countless demons flew out from the mountain and pounced on the four treasure soldiers without fear of death. The corpses fell and shattered into pieces, but they had no effect at all, because they turned into demonic energy and merged into the mountain again.
Although the four treasured soldiers were fully powerful, they lacked a person in charge and lacked spirituality. Gradually, under the siege of the evil army, the shrinking and restraining dragnet expanded a little.
Seeing this scene, Meng Qi understood that he had reached this point and had no way out. Only by climbing to the top and finding an inheritance for the Demon Lord's will could he hope to eliminate the will, destroy the Demon Tomb, and escape from trouble. He knew clearly that Gu Kongshan and others were far away. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up for a while, and since I'm in the mountain peak, I can't take advantage of this opportunity to make the four treasure soldiers recognize me as the master. Even if I can retreat out of the mountain in time, getting used to the treasure soldiers is a process, and it won't be a short time. It can be done within.
With no way behind him and uncertainty in front of him, Meng Qi took a deep breath and turned sideways to check whether the acupuncture points on Xiao Zi's body were still sealed, and then walked firmly to the front of the Demon Gate.
For him, the danger is not only Shimen in front of him, but also Xiao Zi beside him. Who knows when, she will look back on Xiao Sang.
Demonic energy billows. The pattern of the seal characters was so strange that Meng Qi could only see it with his eyes. There is a feeling that the soul is polluted.
He held the Red Sun Evil Suppressing Knife tightly in his right hand, and the golden bell on his body was operating to the limit. Like an Arhat coming into the world, he stretched out his left hand firmly and pressed lightly on the stone door.
The stone door opened very slowly without any abnormalities, revealing a magnificent palace. Meng Qi took Xiao Zi into the palace and saw the figure sitting on the throne.
He was tall and majestic. Wearing a black imperial robe and a flat crown on his head, the crown hangs down to cover his face.
You are finally here. Are you willing to accept my inheritance and control the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths? The voice of the Demon Lord is majestic and majestic, with an irresistible temptation.
It's just an inheritance, and I won't die. I should be able to control my heart. It’s better to solve the matter of the Demon Tomb first. Meng Qi thought for a while and said, “Junior is willing.”
Children can be taught. There was a hint of smile in the Demon Lord's voice, and his crown flew up. Revealing an evil pale face, no different from ordinary humans.
His eyes suddenly became blank and then became chaotic. It's hard to describe.
The beginning of chaos, the beginning of chaos. Yin and Yang are differentiated, and the two rituals rotate. Two rays of light suddenly burst out, shining directly into Meng Qi's eyes.
Countless mysterious avenues swirled in Meng Qi's mind. He felt his power rising steadily. He soon opened the nine orifices, opened the mysterious door, communicated with heaven and earth, integrated the inside and outside, and condensed the Dharma Body.
Meng Qi couldn't help but let out a loud roar that shook the sky.
Suddenly, with the mountain peak as the core, circles of inexplicable ripples rippled outward, scattering the clouds, crushing the sword light, extinguishing the stars, and blowing away the thunder.
Demons descended one after another, covering the mountains and plains. Pairs of blood-red eyes looked at the peak, and blood-like tears fell down. Then, they all fell to the ground and worshiped:
We sincerely welcome our Lord back to the nine heavens and ten earths. No one dares to disobey.
Welcoming the Lord back for nine days and ten earths, no one dares not to hear the cheers in Meng Qi’s ears. All the previously invincible demons knelt at his feet. What an achievement and pride this is.
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Xiao Yuezhi, the star-picking hand of Fengyun Dao Taihua Sword, all let out a whimper under the overwhelming demonic power, shrunk in size, returned to their original shape, flew to Meng Qi's feet, and bowed respectfully.
The remaining essence of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Spear dissipated involuntarily, leaving only an unwilling will remaining, but it was helpless and finally became silent.
Meng Qi raised his head and laughed, feeling very proud. The inheritance of the Demon Lord was indeed extraordinary.
Master Xiao Zi looked at Meng Qi in confusion, her delicate hands knotted unconsciously. You must know my thoughts. I don’t seek the next life, I just want to share weal and woe in this life.
Her appearance is exquisite, pure and ethereal, and she is shy but firmly tells her true feelings, which adds to her infinite charm.
Meng Qi had received the Demon Lord's inheritance and was no longer afraid of Gu Xiaosang. At this moment, he looked at such a beautiful Xiao Zi with an admiring attitude. He could not help but be moved. He hesitated slightly and said: "But Xiao Sang doesn't want to do it."
This is the trouble with being one body and two souls, and I am not someone who forces others to do it.
Xiao Zi lowered her head and said shyly: Xiao Sang likes men who are stronger than her, and you are a very suitable husband.
Let me go, is it too fast to change the title so quickly? Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, complaining that he had a nervous breakdown.
Xiao Zi raised her head, her smile turned into an elf: Master, I didn’t expect you to be able to condense the demon body directly. I’m afraid you won’t be able to go back to Buddhism in the future. It’s better to put aside your worries and join the path together. Since Xiao Zi likes you, and I don’t have a sweetheart, Give it a try.
Her index finger was green and white, slender and soft, and pressed against her pink lips, there was an indescribable temptation.
This, this is not good. Meng Qi swallowed.
What's wrong? Gu Xiaosang said with a smile, approaching Meng Qi step by step. Could it be that husband, you don't like to take the initiative and like to be played badly by me? Okay, I can give it a try.
She gently pushed Meng Qi down on the throne, then took a step back and untied the ribbon that bound her hair. Her long hair fell down like a waterfall, sliding over her face and around the corners of her mouth.
Move your slender fingers downward, from the chest to the waist, and then slowly pull the belt, the posture is beautiful and full of charm.
Meng Qi's fingers twitched when he saw it, but at this moment, a clear voice came into his ears: What are you doing
He raised his eyes and saw Jiang Zhiwei walking into the hall with a sword, looking at this scene with a sad expression.
I, I am not who you think. Meng Qi blurted out.
Then, the corners of his mouth twitched, and there seemed to be something wrong with the channel. This kind of dialogue shouldn't appear on me.
Vaguely. An idea flashed through him, and he watched blankly as Jiang Zhiwei unzipped her goose-yellow dress. Revealing her white shirt and beautiful figure.
There's something wrong, there's something wrong
Everything is so real. He couldn't get rid of it. Under Gu Xiaosang and Jiang Zhiwei Chenghuan, there was a beautiful scenery that he could never dream of, but Meng Qi felt that this was not what he really wanted in his heart.
Suddenly, a monk appeared in front of him. His face could not be seen clearly, but he could only see that his face was full of bitterness.
His body shrank and turned into a child, cute and cute. His parents loved him, and when he grew up, he was filial and respectful, and his parents also took him as their top priority. When he was about to mourn, he looked at his parents' coffins and sighed: That's it.
A beautiful woman appeared beside him, sleeping in two places, on a bed fragrant with red candles. Like glue and paint, raising children and raising daughters is a joy, decades later. After his wife died, he sat in the mourning hall and suddenly sighed: That's it.
He wandered among the flowers. Show mercy and enjoy yourself everywhere. Suddenly one day, he pulled away and left. Shaking his head and sighing: So that’s it.
He was born in a royal family and was favored by thousands of people. When he grew up, he held the power, held a charter in his mouth, and decided life and death with a single word. He fell to pieces in anger, and promoted favors in joy. Ten years later, he left the palace with his hands behind his back. Only one sentence is left: That’s it.
He ran across the battlefield, slaughtering villages and annihilating countries, treating human lives as nothing but grass and enjoying the pleasure of killing. When he was old, he looked at the ancient Buddha with a green lantern and showed a rare smile: That's it.
This scene flashed before Meng Qi's eyes, like drums at dusk and bells at dawn, waking him up from a dream.
So that’s it, it turns out that this is the world of mortals. Meng Qi murmured to himself, ignoring Gu Xiaosang and Jiang Zhiwei beside him.
Cutting off purity refers directly to the guilt, regret, unforgettable and fearful things in everyone's heart. Only these can cut off people's purity. It belongs to the categories of greed, anger, ignorance, love and separation, and resentment and hatred. Falling into the world of mortals is the yearning, longing, and desire in the heart. It belongs to the category of seeking. Unforgivable things.
Strength, desire for power, beauty, and emotions were all merged into one furnace. Meng Qi closed his eyes, and the knife intention in his heart boiled, and when it boiled, he struck out with a knife.
Who has not had this fantasy of a world of mortals, a splendid country, deep love for beauties, loving parents, and huge financial resources
The light of the sword was filled with the aura of worldliness, cutting through everything in sight, causing them to shatter and disappear like a mirror, a flower in the water, and a moon in the water.
The sword intent rushed into his body, combining with the billowing demonic energy and previous emotions, tempering Meng Qi's body and mind.
I want all of these, but there are three thousand weak waters and thousands of temptations. I only choose what I really want in my heart.
The dark gold became brighter and brighter. After a crackling sound, Meng Qi opened his eyes. After practicing hard for a while and enduring the calcining of the demonic energy for most of the day, he had already started the fifth level of the golden bell. Of course, there was still a lot of time left before he could reach perfection. .
In front of his eyes, the stone door filled with demonic aura reappeared in Meng Qi's sight. He was in a peaceful mood, peaceful and happy, with no more hallucinations.
He was satisfied if he could pass the fifth level and understand how to escape from the world of mortals.
The stone door slowly opened, revealing the empty peak. Xiao Zi cheered: I knew you could control your inner emotions, Master.
Meng Qi looked back at her and whispered: Go in.
Stepping through the stone gate, Meng Qi immediately felt an indescribable pressure, a tremor from the soul, which made people want to worship.
He resisted the pressure and stepped forward. After walking for about ten steps, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a huge purple lightning nailed straight to the top of the peak. The light shone, and the electric snake soared into the sky. The purple color was gorgeous, just like a fairyland.
Just as Meng Qi was about to ask Xiao Zi, his eyes suddenly froze because he saw a figure slowly turning around in the center of the purple thunder light.
He has wide robes and long sleeves, casual and casual, and his face is pale and full of fatigue. However, there is a dark demon mark between his eyebrows. It is evil, bloody, and unspeakably filthy. It makes people dare not look directly at it. It is almost consistent with the one on the statue of the Demon Lord. , it just makes it more mysterious.
At his feet, there was a stone tablet with the calligraphy of Long Wen and Feng.
Xiao Zi, the remnant soul of the Demon Lord, was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, and Meng Qi couldn't help but take a step back.
They originally thought that only the demon lord's will remained, but they didn't expect that there was something like a remnant soul here.
Time passed by so slowly, but he still had a trace of his soul remaining.
And this kind of top-notch power, even if there is only a trace of the remaining soul, even if Xiao Zi turns into Gu Xiaosang, killing the two of them is just a matter of seconds.
The Demon Lord had an aura of vicissitudes all over his body, as if he was filled with the dust of the years. He looked at Meng Qi emotionlessly, his eyes were far away, as if he was looking at someone else through him, and it seemed that he was looking at someone else through the ages. , looking into each other’s eyes.
He sighed softly and said plainly:
You're late.
After saying that, his figure gradually disappeared transparently. . .