At the moment when the rising sun burst out, the world seemed to be dyed the same poignant color.
He walked all the way in the direction of that light, making it impossible to tell whether countless sparks gathered towards him, or whether every inch of his body and soul dissipated like sparks.
It was an exceptionally gorgeous scene.
Beautiful and tragic.
He walked towards the bull-faced python step by step, and with each step, fire lotuses spread out in an instant, burning the ghosts and even the souls of the surrounding demons to ashes.
The bull-faced python roared angrily, lowered its head slowly, and looked at him with hot magma flowing all over its body.
In a flash, it seems to have seen it, I don't know how many years ago.
When Xie Wuyan faced the siege, he seemed to have such a calm and chilling expression.
It was a powerful force that Shen Wanqing had never seen before.
She knew the consequences of forcibly breaking the restraint of the Sealing Curse.
His spiritual fire will be extinguished, his soul will be pulled back to the abyss where he had been imprisoned for a hundred years, eaten by all the ghosts in the confinement cave, and finally perished in this world bit by bit.
"Thank you Wuyan!"
Shen Wanqing's vision was blurred, and the curse mark on her body was like a taut net, tightly confining her body, as if the blood flowing in every vein was hot.
She couldn't see the pictures around her.
Can't hear the sounds around.
But she could feel the horror of the demons. The people in the Tiandao Palace were approaching quickly, the voices of people shouted and roared, and countless blood cranes flew out of their hands, covering the entire sky almost in an instant.
"It's him!"
"How? Wasn't he sealed? How could it be possible to use—"
"Forcibly break through the seal, this devil will not survive."
"I'm afraid he also came for the blood burning technique, but it's a pity that he will suffer the consequences."
Xie Wuyan's feet spread a bloody color, his robe and black hair were lifted by the wind, and the Sealing Curse had spread all over his body in an instant. With that coquettish look in his eyes, it was as if the whole person was an Asura fished out of a fierce prison.
She didn't know how long it had been.
The sand was mixed with the stones flying, and there was a red and white light in front of me.
She stood up, the blood vessels all over her body seemed to be shattered, and she could see that the black spell had climbed to her arm in the corner of her eye.
Tears fell to the ground mixed with blood.
She raised her head and looked in his direction.
The distance between them is very far, but it seems that they are close at hand in an instant.
Xie Wuyan turned around as if inductively, looked into her eyes, and smiled slightly.
He was a terrifying figure called a lunatic and a devil in the mouths of others, but he didn't know when, but he never made Shen Wanqing afraid.
Light and shadow intertwined.
The fiery flames dispelled all the black mist.
The wind gradually subsided, leaving only the most gentle strands, passing through the bore.
Shen Wanqing couldn't see Xie Wuyan anymore.
She put her hands on the ground, clenched a little bit, tears fell drop by drop, and the meridians on the back of her hands were particularly clear.
Countless black and white shadows flew down from all over the place, standing on the land that had returned to calm.
He is from the Tiandao Palace.
More than before.
Because of the news of the blood crane, all the disciples of the nearby Tiandao Palace were called over.
The news of the demon of the year was no trivial matter, and even the master who practiced in seclusion was alarmed.
Several swords rested on Shen Wanqing's shoulder.
She didn't look up.
[Female matching system:
Whether to check the current task progress and the optimal solution. ]
"Is Xie Wuyan dead?"
[Female matching system:
Check the progress of the task [Prevent Xie Wuyan from destroying the world].
The progress of the task can reach 95%, and it can be completed without human intervention. ]
Shen Wanqing slowly closed her eyes.
Because of Xie Wuyan's forcible breakthrough, his soul was damaged and he returned to the Demon Sealing Cave.
It may be sealed for a long time.
A hundred years, or a thousand years.
But according to the plot, it doesn't take long for the Lone Light Sword to be awakened, and they can do it regardless of whether Shen Wanqing chooses to sacrifice.
"Miss Shen, I'm really lucky to have survived from that devil." Someone squatted down beside Shen Wanqing, put away the sword, and patted her shoulder lightly with one hand.
Shen Wanqing took a deep breath and straightened up.
A face that was always fresh in the past became extremely empty at this moment. She couldn't see any expression on her face, but tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, looking all in despair on the verge of collapse.
The people from Tiandao Palace stopped in front of Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing, treated their wounds, and controlled their movements by the way.
"Miss Shen, you should have seen the power of the demon." The person standing beside Shen Wanqing obviously had a high status in the Heavenly Dao Palace.
His strength is unfathomable, just standing like this is a kind of suppression.
The elder had his hands behind his back, looked at the mess around him, and said calmly, "They grow faster than you think, three years, no, or one year later, every inch of the world will become so tragic. look."
"I used to hesitate like you, wanting to protect the people I cherish." The elder said lightly, "I thought I could do it, but only then did I realize that when disasters really come, no one can do it. spared."
"so what?"
"Miss Shen, I'm not trying to convince you, I'm just stating the facts." The elder turned to look at her, word for word, "Your brother and friend were rescued today, it was purely a fluke. In another year and a half, there will be Are you so lucky?"
Shen Wanqing didn't speak for a long time, the corners of her lips twitched and she gave a low laugh, then the laughter grew louder and her chest was heaving.
"You're trying to persuade me to die, right?"
"This is not called death." The elder corrected, "This is called the right choice."
The right choice
Feng Ruoqing broke free from the shackles of Tiandao Palace, the sword in his hand escaped, and a fierce sword qi burst out in this direction.
She separated her body between Shen Wanqing and the elder: "You have no reason to take her away."
"Miss Feng, you are too young." The elder was very calm. "Some things don't necessarily require a reason."
Shen Wanqing looked up at her.
There was no accident. Under the interception of the Tiandao Palace, the rumors of several serious injuries could not be delayed for long, and countless swords were pressed against the throat, and they were forcefully subdued to the ground.
[Female matching system:
Host, the mission is about to be completed. ]
"As long as I promise to go with Tiandao Palace?"
[Female matching system:
Yes.
After the task is completed, your consciousness is removed from this world.
We'll pick a world that suits you and let you choose as a bonus. ]
"What if I don't agree."
After a long time, the system replied coldly in a mechanized voice.
[Female matching system:
This system is a programmed system developed to achieve the ultimate goal based on the wishes of the world. It will only make the most appropriate judgments and choices at the moment. In order to avoid the collapse of the world, I hope the host will make the right choice.
If there is a negative emotion to face the task, the system will display punishment measures, I hope the host will consider it carefully. ]
Shen Wanqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and raised her head.
The sky was misty, like a cloudy day after a heavy rain.
Can't see the light, can't see the end of the distance.
Tiandao Palace will not let her go.
The system didn't exist for her either.
She suddenly felt very tired.
She never had a choice.
Not even the only one who had desperately tried to blaze a new path for her was gone.
Shen Wanqing seemed to suddenly understand why Xie Wuyan never cared about death.
More terrible than death is loneliness.
The elder glanced at Shen Wanqing and raised his hand to signal.
A disciple of Tiandao Palace stepped forward, holding Shen Wanqing's arms on the left and right, his tone did not fluctuate: "Miss Shen, come with us."
Shen Wanqing stood up.
Feng Yaoqing's brows were furrowed, she turned around to try to break free, but was firmly held by her throat.
"Love," she asked. "Do you remember what you said to me?"
What did you say
Shen Wanqing was pushed forward, and in front of her was a magic formation formed by a white light.
The wind picked up.
There are many pictures in front of us that are constantly converging and interlaced.
The woman hummed a song in a pool of blood and leaned over to the baby in her arms.
"Don't be anyone's sacrifice."
Shen Wanqing raised her head.
What did you see
Xie Wuyan seemed to be standing in the white light, and his body merged with the halo.
He smiled and turned to look into his eyes, as if at that moment, even the sea of blood around him became no longer scary in an instant.
"From now on, you can go wherever you want."
Shen Wanqing stopped.
[Female matching system:
It is detected that the host has a reverse mission target emotion, warning! warn! ]
Shen Wanqing: "Let go of me."
The elder was slightly darkened, and signaled the people around him to be vigilant: "Miss Shen—"
Shen Wanqing lowered his eyes, and vacated two sharp air currents, which were fast and urgent, and almost cut off the arms of the two Tiandao Palace disciples beside him who were controlling him in an instant.
After a few painful screams, the people around them quickly responded, setting up a formation as if they were ready to go.
"Be careful!" The elder stretched out his hand to hold Shen Wanqing's shoulder, but was separated by a flame that appeared in the air.
Shen Wanqing clenched the bone ring in her hand.
It was stuffed into her hands when Xie Wuyan left.
The black bird jumped out of it.
Those two sharp arc-shaped airflows simply cut through Shen Wanqing's arms and thighs. The blood did not fall to the ground, but continued to gather in the direction of Xuan Niao.
"boom-"
Xuan Niao's body grew at an astonishing speed, and with the surging of a huge force, bursts of dust were set off, and it exploded with a bang.
It became huge in an instant, with black feathers, crimson eyeballs, and a hostile aura similar to Xie Wuyan's from top to bottom.
Although it lasted for a short period of time, Xuanniao took advantage of Shen Wanqing's power and turned into its original appearance.
[Female matching system:
Please pay attention to the host, please pay attention to the host!
Mission progress backwards! 43%…27%…]
"Stop living for others."
She could see that lonely memory through Xie Wuyan's soul.
He seemed to keep telling himself.
"You should be free."
Shen Wanqing raised her eyes.
"I won't let you control my existence again." Her eyes were calm, she pursed her lips, and tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped on Xuanniao's back.
The black marks on her shoulders turned red and red in an instant, so hot that they seemed to crush her bones.
"Miss Shen!" the elder said sharply, "What do you mean? Do you want to—"
"It has nothing to do with me whether I can recast the Lone Light Sword."
"I will not sacrifice."
"I want to save Xie Wuyan."
[Female matching system:
Mission progress regressed by 14%...11%...]
"You're crazy! That's-"
Shen Wanqing: "I never make the right choice, I only make the choice I want to make."
"Do you know how many people will die because of this?"
She was quiet for a moment, then laughed softly, her eyes were smiling, but she kept crying: "Have you forgotten? I am also a monster who is feared by you and yearns for death, and should never live in this world. ."
[Female matching system:
The progress of the task is regressed by 5%...3%...1%]
The pain of the spell made her almost unsteady.
But she kept her back straight.
"So, I and Xie Wuyan are the same people."
The fire reddened the sky.
She stood at the center of the gathering of sparks, just like the former Xie Wuyan.
At the moment when the progress of the task became 0%, Shen Wanqing spat out a mouthful of blood, finally unable to bear the pain, knelt on Xuan Niao's back.
The mysterious bird flew up, but was surrounded by chains formed by countless spiritual powers.
"Even if you use the blood-burning technique, you can't get away."
Several elders of the Tiandao Palace and even the ancestors are here. According to Shen Wanqing's current strength, there is no way to break through this line of defense.
However, as soon as the words fell, a burst of purple energy burst out of the air, breaking the shackles that trapped the mysterious bird.
That is a sword.
Xie Wuyan's sword.
The next second, the sword shattered into countless pieces in an instant.
A translucent shadow appeared.
Shen Wanqing turned around to look, and couldn't help but choked out.
It is Xie Wuyan's soul.
When he was about to dissipate, he did not forget to keep a wisp of his soul in the sword.
"boom-"
Along with the fragmentation of Xie Wuyan's phantom, a violet light that was absolutely suppressed by power surged out, flattening the power of the Heavenly Dao Palace in an instant.
"You can go anywhere you want."
"Believe me."
"I kid you not."