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There were some plots at that time. On Ye Xianzu, it was written and written and forgotten, and I remembered it in the afternoon. It has been modified.
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Boom boom boom! The impact from the mandrill spreads like a shock wave, blowing the entire mountain top and trees away in all directions. Qin Ye was in the center, and his clothes were blowing flying.
He didn't move, just closed his eyes tightly, letting the wind blow in his ears. It seems like a turbulent situation, but in fact, my heart has been like a spark hitting the earth, and countless doubtful fountains have emerged.
Yiguandao... This name that has been silent for decades, "Master" and "Master" are not the highest level, there is actually a leader above them!
And... This sect leader is still above Yama
who
Who is this
In my mind, one name flashed quickly. Heaven? No, he is the builder of this trial, and he has never used such a grand appearance when he has declared the trial failed a few times before. Use it early.
not him.
Zhao Yun, the second generation
Less likely.
Well... there's only one left.
"Devil." Qin Ye raised his eyes and stared at the mandrill. To be precise, it was the soul of Qin Zhongguo who was staring at the other's head and crying non-stop.
He found it.
He has searched all over the world, especially in the area of Funiu Mountain, where the Xuanjia Army went to at least 2,000. Because he knew very well that if grandpa died within a hundred years, his soul must be in the world!
For too long, he didn't know whether his grandfather's soul had become a lonely ghost. However, when the Xuanjia Army turned over the entire Funiu Mountain area, they still could not find Qin Zhongguo's soul.
Now, he knows.
Grandpa didn't become a lonely ghost...
His soul may still be there!
He... was detained by a demon! No wonder he couldn't find his soul!
The killing intent rose up without warning, like a bloody flower blooming all over the mountains. This killing intent was so fierce and so unstoppable that at the moment of budding, it grew into a tree and bloomed into flowers.
However, he didn't move. Instead, he suppressed the killing intent.
Now, it must be the final part of the great trial of demons, and there is only one question: how to end this great trial
"At the moment... there is only one answer." He shook his fate into the wind, turning it into a silver spear, and gritted his teeth: "However, this is the most impossible answer."
If you want to end the trial of demons, you must defeat the demons, and no one in this world can do it!
What is Inner Demon
As long as there is love and hatred, it exists. It is precisely because of its existence that there are eighteen hells and six reincarnations.
The reason why he held back was because he could not defeat the inner demon. Yes, he desperately wanted to save Qin Zhongguo's soul. But not now.
This is just a magical technique, just an illusion. There is no saying that "the demon is visible and invisible." Even if he can defeat the fantasy of the demon, he will not be able to save the grandfather's soul.
How to do it
How can we end this inner demon trial
The leaves were turbulent, and he crouched low on the tree trunk, recalling all possible ending points of the Great Inner Demon Trial. However, at this moment, a voice sounded slowly: "I didn't expect that I could see Qin Yan Wang here."
brush! Qin Ye suddenly raised his head. Looking at each other in disbelief.
The other party has never seen him... He may know who he is, but the Great Trial of Heart Demon is "yesterday"! Even if the demon of "yesterday" sees himself, he is just a child...
It has only been over ten years since he became the King of Hell. When the demon of "yesterday" sees himself, it is impossible for him to call himself "The King of Hell"...
In the great trial of inner demons, there may be many hidden things and people, but they must be going according to the "historical process". And now...
Inner demons go beyond the "historical process!"
That is to say...
This is the real demon!
Just now, it was God descending! It is the real inner demon that has come! It has passed through the gap between reality and falsehood, passed through the great trial of inner demons, and came here from an unspeakable place!
How can this be!
No... The idea of impossibility disappeared in an instant, and what followed was the hair on the whole body standing on end, and the killing intent soaring into the sky. In the next second, his figure disappeared without any warning, and disappeared from the ground. When he reappeared, the true body of Yama had already been revealed, and the fate in his hand had turned into a silver spear, piercing the heart demon's throat!
This shot, without hesitation, even the gust of wind was broken by this shot, like a hundred birds coming to court.
No worries, no backhand, only a shot to pierce Jiuzhongtian's decision. It broke through the monstrous storm, and all the evil spirits retreated!
The inner demon seemed to be a little surprised, and then calmly raised his hand and raised two fingers.
when!
In the blink of an eye, the light and shadow are interlaced, and the whole picture is quiet.
Qin Ye gritted his teeth, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked forward without saying a word. Behind him, a vast sea of yin energy gathered into a thousand-zhang hell, and countless faces appeared in it, wailing and crying. , twisted. The excessively majestic yin qi made his robes fly straight up, and in all directions, no matter animals or plants, they all bowed their heads.
When the King of Hell was angry, all the ghosts were startled.
And right in front of him, the tip of the spear was caught between Qin Zhongguo's two fingers. No matter how hard Qin Ye tried, those two fingers were like giant pillars, unable to move at all.
boom! At the same time, the endless abyss also revolved behind the heart demon, and countless mourning sounded from it. In this endless darkness, a golden eye suddenly opened.
Big... a hundred meters in size, staring at the world like a god. It looked at Qin Ye quietly, and asked after a few seconds, "Why?"
Impulsive... Qin Ye closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, excited and angry, causing the hand holding the gun to tremble slightly. It took ten seconds for him to open his eyes: "Let's make a deal."
"You gave me Qin Zhongguo's soul, what do you want?"
Eyes are quiet.
It seemed to be in an accident, the other party did not ask why it came here, did not ask why it devoured this body, but asked an irrelevant question.
"I refuse." Twenty seconds later, it said calmly: "There are some things that cannot be measured by value."
Qin Ye suppressed the killing intent in his heart, as if he hadn't heard him, and said, "You have one minute to think about it."
Dead silence.
The whole place was dead silent.
The scene just now can be described as magnificent, but now, even if it is so deadly, you can feel a kind of sharpness against Maimang.
The murderous intent is overwhelming and hard to hide.
Finally, a hoarse voice that seemed to be mixed with countless desires sounded: "Do you know whose tomb this is?"
Qin Ye didn't bother to answer at all.
He has never been a big man, he likes gou, and he does not fight uncertain battles. But today, he is willing to act once for the deeply buried passion.
Do something, don't do something!
Without getting an answer, the inner demon continued to speak calmly: "This is Jiang Shang's tomb."
Qin Ye's eyes finally lifted, and after half a second, he narrowed slightly: "You still have forty-five seconds."
The heart demon said slowly: "Jiang Ziya's first ancestor Boyi Zeng Zuoyao was in charge of the four mountains, and later he helped Dayu to control the floods, and he was the minister of Dayu's heart Lu. Therefore, he was named Marquis of Lu and became the Lu family of Lu."
"Jiang Ziya is the thirty-seventh descendant of Boyi. After the fall of the state of Chu in the early Spring and Autumn Period, the descendants of the state of Lu all took the name of their home country and formed the main line of the Lu family. Jiang Shang also became a native of Nanyang."
"The bloodline is noble and originated from Dayu. The body was made holy, and history is called seeking the holy. Only the cemetery of the true sage has the Tai Sui that comes out every thousand years." Survive and become a person who transcends yin and yang. But more is to become a mandrill wild ghost. And this seat is responsible for swallowing all the demons born from it. He is no longer a human being, just a skin. This seat… Yes Why can't you eat it?"
Qin Ye smiled and slowly walked over with the silver spear, the tip of the spear scratched a little spark on the ground. Calmly said: "Thirty seconds."
The huge abyss behind Qin Zhongguo shrank a bit: "Qin Yanwang, this seat has survived for thousands of years, devouring the demons of the world and living. I have no intention to be your enemy."
"Twenty seconds."
"I have seen you in too many human demons. Their awe and admiration for you have become my food. We each perform our duties, and there is no relationship between subordinates and subordinates."
He paused, and his voice deepened: "There is no serious conflict."
"Ten seconds."
No one speaks anymore.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and no one had said anything offensive, but the air on the top of the mountain was like a needle pointed at Maimang, and it became sharp invisibly.
Qin Ye looked directly at the huge golden eye and said slowly, "Nine, eight, seven... Three, two, one."
The inner demon finally spoke again: "Are you sure you want to fight with this seat?"
The answer to him was a cold number full of murderous intent.
"zero."
The moment the voice fell, the net rushed out like mercury pouring out of the ground. At the same time, the yin energy behind the heart demon surged into the sky, and its momentum was far above Qin Ye.
It was like a sky.
A pure, dark, endless night.
A sinful, twisted, boundless hell.
The entire sky turned pitch black, and countless wailing and crying resounded throughout the world. And Qin Ye, who was facing the world, was like Tang Quixote, who was riding towards the windmill, so small that people could not notice.
Brush—his yin qi is like a mud bull into the sea, the gap between Yama and Yama is too big... so big that he can't break through with blood at all. At the same time, the entire sky suddenly twisted toward the center.
And the center... is Qin Zhongguo's body!
"You dare!!" Qin Ye shouted angrily, and the Tianluodi nets shot into the sky like ten thousand arrows, but they didn't give any feedback.
Card... In this twisted hell, Qin Zhongguo's head... distorted.
boom!
At this moment, Qin Ye's anger was almost overwhelming, never... Since eating Tai Sui, he has never been really angry. At most, it's just a scolding for the incompetent. Before he became the King of Hell, he didn't care about anything.
But now, the anger is so violent. So that his eyes became blood red. Excessive fury made the fingers holding the silver spear tremble, and he couldn't stab it out for a while.
It turns out... When a person enters the extreme emotion, let alone roaring, he can't even move... Every nerve is drawn by this intense emotion.
Ka... The second sound, Qin Zhongguo's limbs twisted. Like a rag doll, curled up in mid-air.
Ka Ka Ka Ka... It was the sound of all the bones breaking, and then, Qin Zhongguo, who was not tall at first, was rubbed together by an invisible big hand like a ball of cloth, turning into a blur of flesh and blood. Then throw it at your fingertips and throw it down the mountain.
"I gave you a chance."
"Even if Heavenly Dao, you must respect this seat by three points. Who do you think you are?"
"This seat talks to you on an equal footing, but you think this seat is kind and can be bullied?"
"The god of death, it's ridiculous that he is nostalgic for the mere human beings?"
brush! Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden thunder on the ground.
That's not Ray.
It is a dazzling spear light, too fast, too splendid, too... single-minded and focused, so that no trace can be seen at all, if the stream of light flies, the night will fly!