Chapter 120 Xiaoyu Palace (6)

Chapter 120 Xiaoyu Palace (6)

The bright moon and osmanthus are shining on the altar, and the falling flowers are like snow.The tide rises and falls under the altar, and the sea is silent.

The soul threads wind on the withered vines and thorns, like bloody flowers covering the ground.

Yan Qing grabbed the wooden sword with her pale fingers and staggered to her feet.After the demon god merged with him, their emotions were the same.

He could clearly feel the devil's joy and pride.

Ambition and malice spread like weeds.

After the first fusion, the Demon God wanted to establish a good relationship with him and extended an olive branch to him in a flattering manner.

"Yan Qing, do you want to avenge Xie Shiyi?"

Yan Qing's voice was low and hoarse: "Revenge?"

Demon God: "That's right! Fifteen years ago, he was avenged by his spiritual roots, his cultivation was destroyed, and he narrowly escaped death."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes lightly and looked at his fingers.

The light fragrance of osmanthus in the air cannot suppress the strong sense of blood.

Yan Qing merged with the demon god's body, which in a sense completely broke away from the confinement of the mortal body and restored his cultivation of becoming a god.

He said: "Yeah."

Lan Xize was at the peak level of becoming a god, but Bai Xiaoxiao had absorbed nearly half of the Demon Realm's Nightmare in his body. His spiritual energy was turbulent and his divine power was rioting.

Even a random attack would make it impossible for Lan Xize to escape.

Dabai bit his lip and stubbornly attacked the person in front of him.It bites, it scratches, it pounces, its eyes are red, like a young animal that has been forced into a desperate situation.Dabai's whole body was exuding a strong black aura. The last blow was when Lan Xize was unprepared and he pounced on him and strangled his neck with his fingers.

The whistle in his hand fell to the ground.

Lan Xize spat out a mouthful of blood with a groan, knelt down and fell under the transformed tree.

Dabai strangled his neck tightly, tears floated under his eyes, his teeth trembled and he murmured: "It's you who harmed the little master, it's you, it's you - I'm going to kill you."

A sarcastic smile escaped from the corner of Lan Xize's lips, and he grabbed its hand instead. Without using any spiritual power, green flashed in his eyes, and he shook it away.

Lan Xize's eyes were red and almost crazy, and he said word by word: "Yes, it's me. But who are you? Let your master kill me himself! Let Wei Shengzhuang kill me!"

Dabai fell to the ground, gravel hit his face, and he couldn't help crying anymore.

Lan Xize was disturbed by the demonic energy, his brows furrowed, and he was just about to get some luck to nurse his Dantian.But the sound of footsteps not far away made him stop again.

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Swish, swish, swish.

Yan Qing held the wooden sword and approached step by step, her bright red clothes brushing against the grass.

Lan Xize leaned under the tree and raised his head. His long silver hair was soaked in blood, and his face was distorted by hatred and desire. All disguises were removed, completely exposed under the moonlight.

Yan Qing looked at Lan Xize condescendingly.

Lan Xize leaned under the tree, pulled his lips and said sarcastically: "You are lucky."

Yan Qing said: "You should have died long ago."

Yan Qing squatted down and put the wooden sword against Lan Xize's forehead.When he leaned over, sweet-scented osmanthus fell on his hair and shoulders.

"Lan Xize," Yan Qing raised his lips and smiled, speaking in a very soft voice: "When I first found out the truth in Zhan City, I thought that one day I would have to pay with your blood."

"You owe Xie Shiyi, I'll help him get it back piece by piece."

Lan Xize's vertical pupils narrowed into a thin line.

Yan Qing lowered his head, his face looking both righteous and evil in the dim light and shadow.

"In the fifteenth year of Jinghong, the cultivation base was destroyed on the Soul Killing Platform, and the spiritual roots were cut off in front of the Bone Eviscerating Cliff."

Yan Qing said lightly, raised his hand, and the wooden sword in his hand pierced Lan Xize's pupil without hesitation.

"They destroyed his eyes first."

The sword rises and falls, and blood falls like rain.

"Then destroy his spiritual roots."

One sword crosses the gate of life, and one sword cuts through the meridians.

"Put him in the prison of Youjue."

Soul threads wrapped around Lan Xize's throat.

"Forcing him to walk through spring water and peach blossoms."

Tighten inch by inch.

Yan Qing lowered his head with a bloodthirsty smile: "Lan Xize, I really regret that I couldn't let you die in front of the Cliff of No Regret."

For monks in the transformation stage, the pain on the skin and flesh is nothing.

Even if he cuts Lan Xize into pieces now, Lan Xize still can't feel the pain Xie Shiyi felt back then.

But Yan Qing just wants to see blood now.All anger and heartache can only be washed away with blood.

After hearing this, Lan Xize showed no regret at all. He smiled sarcastically and said solemnly: "He deserves it! I only regret that I couldn't poach his heart. If it weren't for him, how could Wei Shengzhuang escape from the palace?"!”

Yan Qing said "Oh", and the soul thread penetrated directly into Lanxi Ze's sea of consciousness.

Lan Xize groaned, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and the hatred on his face did not dissipate at all.

Yan Qing's peach blossom eyes dissipated the emotion. He looked at Lan Xize and laughed sarcastically: "Lan Xize, so, at that time, you were still thinking about love with little makeup?"

"You plotted against her family and caused the decline of the Weisheng family. You broke her wings and made her a test subject for the Nightmare. That's it. Do you still want her to stay with you?"

"I want revenge, I want power, I also want her love. How can there be such a good thing?"

"You have come this far because of your own fault."

Yan Qing used soul threads to ruthlessly stir the sea of consciousness in Lanxi Ze, and found the deep-rooted nightmare.

Yan Qing said calmly: "You and Jing Ruyu are really like-minded."

Lan Xize's face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He bent down and inserted his nine fingers into the dust and fallen leaves like spasms.

Yan Qing still had time to look at the memories of Jing Ruyu in Tinglan Secret Realm to find the truth about Xuanji Palace.Now, he was so disgusted that he didn't want to stay in Lan Xize's sea of consciousness for a second. He pulled out the nightmare in Lan Xize's body and threw it to the ground like a twitching mass of dead things.

The demon was in his body, and his tone was full of excitement: "Now just wait for Bai Xiaoxiao to swallow it up."

Yan Qing asked him nonchalantly: "Is a nightmare from Lan Xize enough to form a new Forgotten Cauldron?"

After the demon god merged with him, he no longer made any concealments and said with a smile: "Of course it's not enough, at least seven people are needed. But there's no rush, we can take it slow. Lan Xize's nightmare is enough for me to peel off the spirit of Wangchuan."”

Yan Qing hummed, put away his sword, and stood up.

Lan Xize covered his eyes, and blood flowed out from his fingers.

These living nightmares fell to the ground one after another, like thin snakes, running towards Bai Xiaoxiao screaming with excitement.

Lan Xize lowered his head and looked at the black things quietly.This is a nightmare he nourishes day after day with evil thoughts.

When it took shape, he himself didn't know.Maybe he was in the Spiritual Heart Palace, maybe in the Shangli Palace, or maybe long ago, when he was a slave boy with nothing, greed had already taken root in his heart.

Who knows.

Bai Xiaoxiao knelt on the ground and stared blankly at all this. When Lan Xize's nightmare penetrated his body from his mouth and nose, he held his head and screamed in pain, completely crying.

"It hurts, ahhh, it hurts, get out! Get out, ahhhh!"

With Lan Xize's death, all the plants on the altar are withering and growing old.The thorns shrivel and the leaves wither.The trees here are too tall and have intricate roots.

Lan Xize leaned weakly against the tree, looking up at the fallen leaves all over the sky. His vision was dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the dense forest of southern Xinjiang.

The mist is the misty rain that day, and the laurel is the morning light that day.

Same posture, same position.

The weeds grew wildly in front of the Temple of Rebirth, and the girl's voice was like the clear spring and the wind.

"How are you, do you want my help?"

Even after all this time, he could still remember the eyes of Wei Shengzhuang.Dark brown, like the most precious amber, containing shimmering light, flickering, more dazzling than any treasure he had ever seen in his life.

The long-lost pain surged into his heart. Lan Xize covered his heart, a trace of confusion flashing deep in his eyes.

In his opinion, love has always been the most hypocritical thing.

He doesn't know how to love, so he doesn't expect Wei Shengzhuang to really fall in love with him.He doesn't need love, he just needs Wei Shengzhuang to stay by his side.It is true that he wants to take away the power of the devil, and it is also true that he wants to resurrect Wei Shengzhuang.

Micro makeup...

Micro makeup...

Lan Xize ignored the severe throbbing pain in his heart and laughed softly, crazily and twisted.

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He chanted this name over and over again, and in the end all he tasted was the sweet blood between his mouthpieces.

——"My name is Wei Shengzhuang, and I am a treasure hunter."

The first time they met in the dense forest of southern Xinjiang, he knelt and she stood. The mist and rain dimly illuminated the red beans with tiny makeup on their tails, and also illuminated her fresh, confused and sympathetic eyes.She bit the candied haws and stretched out her hand towards him, with intricate lines on her white palm.

The slight makeup failed to see through the calculation and malice in his eyes, just as he failed to see through the bloody ending of this fate.

Going round and round, ending in death.

"Where is this? Where am I?"

After Bai Xiaoxiao swallowed Lan Xize's nightmare, the chaotic divine power in her body was suppressed and she woke up.He murmured in confusion, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was fallen leaves piled on the ground.

The sound of the sea's tide could be heard endlessly, and the bright osmanthus blew past his eyelashes.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked up blankly. After seeing the silver-haired man, he instantly recalled all the horrific memories. "Ahhhhhhh" he yelled and backed away.After a while, Bai Xiaoxiao heard footsteps, turned her head in shock, and saw Yan Qing.

Bai Xiaoxiao was bloodless: "Yan Qing..."

Yan Qing's eyes fell on him.

The Demon God was eager to try and said: "Give me control of your soul now, and I will take Bai Xiaoxiao's body away."

Yan Qing said indifferently: "His current condition is not good for him."

The Demon God said excitedly: "Of course I know that Bai Xiaoxiao's body is in chaos right now. So our first step is to separate the spirit of Wangchuan. Then, we can use Lan Xize's nightmare as the axis to merge all the nightmares.Condensed into a cauldron—we will be reborn in the cauldron!”

Yan Qing nodded and said lightly: "Yes, come on."

The moment he accepted the demon god's fusion, he had already given him half of the control over his soul.

The demon smiled slightly.He now wanted to have a good relationship with Yan Qing, so he spoke gently.

"Yan Qing, close your eyes."

Yan Qing closed his eyes.

Leaving his body to the devil, he watched indifferently as his eyes opened and turned into the purest emerald green.

The demon walked forward, met Bai Xiaoxiao's gaze, and just smiled strangely.

Yan Qing's appearance was originally romantic and evil, but now it was even more evil, with every hair strand exuding a faint red light.

Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly felt fear, an unprecedented fear.

The Demon God was too lazy to talk to the container. He raised his hand, a trace of black mist spilled from his fingertips, and gathered it into his eyes.

The long wind blew up "Yan Qing's" bright red robe and black hair at the temples, revealing her pair of green eyes, like melted pearls, slowly flowing out of her eye sockets.It crossed the cheek and fell to the ground.

The moment it touched the ground - the extremely dazzling and vast blue light almost illuminated the entire sea of chaos!

The night is as long as the day!

With Bai Xiaoxiao as the center, the green light resembled an ancient formation.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Bai Xiaoxiao held his head and knelt on the ground.

Within him, the black nightmare visible to the naked eye was roaring, like shackles, snakes, and fences.Chaotic, turbulent and crazy.There is a white shimmer around every black nightmare, and in this large blue formation, black and white are separated.

The Spirit of Forgotten River was forcibly stripped away!

Milky white fluorescence slowly condenses in the air!

The demon's empty eyes watched the white light take shape, his face filled with abnormal enthusiasm and joy.

He had waited for this moment for too long, too long.

He is now living with Yan Qing, and he is a soul from another world.

He has escaped from the Nine Layers and Eight Desolations, and the Five Elements and Six Elements, and is no longer under the jurisdiction of the order here. Now even the Xiaoyu Palace can't do anything to him!

Wait until He completely cultivates this body into a tripod and regains all his strength.

Under this world, He is the only, supreme, God.He can even continue to devour new evil thoughts, and when the time comes, the heavens will not be able to stop him.

Yan Qing was also watching the spirit of Forgotten River break away, and the shining white light seeped out from Bai Xiaoxiao's limbs and bones.

The moist sea breeze carries the fragrance of osmanthus and the smell of blood.

What the Demon God said to him in Barrier City fell into his ears every word.

"Yan Qing, do you still remember what I told you in Shifang City? I said that everyone has a nightmare in their body, just like a shadow, which they cannot get rid of forever and ever."

"Then you have to admit one thing. As long as there are people in this world, it is impossible for me to perish. I was born because of the evil of God Killer, but my continued existence is very simple. Human emotions and desires are too complicated, and evil thoughts canBorn in every moment.”

The virtual form of the spirit of Forgotten River is like a bead, and the white stream is like a thin gauze, constantly winding and condensing.

"Yan Qing, do you know the only way to seal me in this world? Xiaoyu Palace, let Xie Shiyi sacrifice his life and use Liulixin as the formation eye to activate the demon-slaying formation again."

"——I will tell you how to seal it, Yan Qing, do you dare to try it?"

The last ray of white fluorescence left Bai Xiaoxiao's heart, and now there were only masses of surging and entangled nightmares left in his body.The night is dark blue, shining on the rising bead, shining brightly.

"Then Yan Qing, let's make a deal. You help me be reborn. How about I send you to another world, away from everything here?"

"You know, evil thoughts are endless. Even if Xie Shiyi seals me with his life, it will only be safe for another ten thousand years. You have to believe in humans and believe that they will not let me sleep for too long, just like fate."

The moment the spirit of Wangchuan was completely separated, Yan Qing seemed to hear an extremely clear sound.

This sound comes from the sea, from heaven to earth, from outside the world, like the sigh of heaven.

The Demon God could no longer hold back his ambition and laughed almost maniacally.

"Hahahahahaha."

"Successful."

He opened his hand to set up a body-seizing formation, kill Bai Xiaoxiao, and parasitize this body full of nightmares with Yan Qing.

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But his mind ached. Suddenly, Yan Qing, who had control over the other half, stopped him.

After the demon was stunned, he became furious and said, "Yan Qing, what are you going to do!"

Yan Qing ignored her. He opened his eyes, and the black and white pupils grew again in the empty sockets.

A line of cold bloody tears was left at the end of his eyes.

Yan Qing looked at the Wangchuan spirit and spoke softly.

He said.

"If you don't succeed, come out."

The devil was completely stunned.

When Bu Zhi flew out of the mustard seeds, he was still a little confused. Yan Qing didn't know what method he used to make it sleep for a long time.It spread its wings under the dark moon. It was obviously a very small bat, but its shadow looked like a huge thing.

"How can I sleep so well..."

Bu Zhi yawned, his eyes were sleepy, and suddenly he felt a strange sense of detachment in his body.

"Well?"

It widened its big eyes and turned its head, wanting to see Yan Qing.But there was an inexplicable gravitational force that made it unable to control its body anymore and kept rising into the sky.

"Yan Qing!" Bu Zhi stretched out his paw, feeling scared for the first time.But when he turned his head, he saw Yan Qing standing under the moonlight, her face almost transparent, looking at it quietly.

Gravity is getting stronger.

Bu Zhi screamed: "Oh my god! Yan Qing save me."

For the first time in Yan Qing's body, the Demon God completely froze. He watched in disbelief as Wu Zhi flew towards the spirit of Wangchuan.

At the same time, Yan Qing's low, hoarse and cold voice came: "There is no need for Bai Xiaoxiao to become the new tripod. The Wangchuan tripod will always exist in the world."

The Demon God almost spat out those three words from between his teeth: "Forgotten River Cauldron... Forgotten River Cauldron!!!"

The Forgotten Cauldron still exists in the world!

The Forgotten Cauldron is actually in Yan Qing's hands!

The demon almost went crazy trying to snatch the right to use Yan Qing's body to prevent Wangchuan's current fusion.

But this time, the soul thread in Yan Qing's hand penetrated directly into his body, into his meridians and Dantian.

Let Him feel the pain and the madness.

The demon collapsed and shouted: "Yan Qing, you madman! You madman!"

Yan Qing said: "I have never understood it. Why do you think that merging with my soul is a good thing for you."

The Demon God knew what Yan Qing planned to do almost instantly.He had just melted his eyes and merged all the power he had finally gathered into this great formation.

It can be said that there is no nightmare or power in him now.

The demon shouted his name almost tremblingly.

"Yan Qing..."

For him, merging with Yan Qing is a matter of no harm.

He can use Yanqing's soul to avoid the constraints of Xiaoyu Palace, and at the same time secretly collect all the power he has scattered in the world.Even without Bai Xiaoxiao, He could still create countless Four Hundred and Eighty Temples to achieve his goal!

Nightmares float between heaven and earth.

As long as Yan Qing lives, it will one day be able to gather all its power.Even if Yan Qing kills himself, he will just return to heaven and earth and start all over again.

A game where you can only win but not lose.

But now, Wangchuan Ding's appearance lets him know Yan Qing's true plan.

Yan Qing looked at the sky quietly and said softly: "The Forgotten Cauldron and the Forgotten Spirit combine. In an instant, all nightmares in the world can be sealed."

"If you didn't fuse with me, you could just open the seal and get back all your power... But now, you can't do that."

Bu Zhi flew into the air and was in a daze for a long time after seeing the bead.It stretched out its wings blankly, and the moment the ends of its bone wings touched the spirit of Wangchuan, a strange feeling surged from its heart.

It stretched out and held it with its wings, like holding the moon.

There was a trace of tenderness in Yan Qing's eyes, and he smiled and said softly: "By then there will be no more nightmares in the world, and you won't be able to find the power to devour it, or someone to control it. You can only stay like this, staying in my body... andI see this world going from desolation to destruction.”

"Yan Qing!"

The demon's voice was sharp and crazy, and his anger and hatred were so thick that it seemed to tear through the sky!

Boom, boom, boom.The altar is crumbling, and Qing's soul has just destroyed its meridians and dantian.

Now covered in blood, he has no ability to escape.

A line of fish-belly white appears at the end of the Cangmanhai, and rouge-colored clouds smudge the sky.I don’t know if it’s the sunset or the power of Wangchuan.

Yan Qing said: "You are right, evil is the evil in people's hearts and cannot be eradicated. Love and hate are the seeds of evil thoughts. This is destined to make you immortal."

Yan Qing closed her eyes weakly, smiled softly and said, "Then... I will accompany you to immortality."

This nightmare chaos that has lasted for thousands of years is destined to never end, just like the endless desires in the human heart.

He will coexist with the devil.

In this long and endless life, use your body as a cage to seal Him forever.

——There is no death date.