Chapter one hundred and eighty-fifth, quiet shadow sinks Bi, out of the nest

Yun Qing rushed up to the protruding stone platform at the fastest speed. The shadow wall was as hazy as a mirror, and there was no one inside. "Ya*wen*yan*love*first*send" She looked up at the top of the Heaven-reaching Divine Vessel. Is he above it, or in the Underworld of the North Sea?

Yun Qing pondered for a while, and finally dismissed the many doubts in his heart and rushed directly to the shadow wall.

At this moment, Qing Xuzi stepped onto the stone platform and saw Yun Qing's hands touching the smooth and blurry shadow wall. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and the shadow wall was of profound significance to Immortal Dao, just like the magic pattern in Huangquan Temple, which was the final barrier to the Dao system of Immortal Dao.

Although he seldom obeyed Taiqing's orders, he didn't dare to make a joke of Daotong at the moment, so he burst out all his vitality and directly used the technique of transferring the universe. The risk of using Taoism in such an environment where Taoism is suppressed is not small, but as Taiqing said, if you have the will of this Taoism, you must have the determination to die for it.

His figure flashed and appeared beside her before Yun Qing Yunli.

Yun Qing turned sideways to avoid his hand, and directly slashed Kunwu into a real gang to the shadow wall, moving so fast that it was hard to tell. Qing Xuzi was very close to her, but she had just experienced an explosion of vitality, and she couldn't use Taoism for a while. He directly flicked his sleeves and pinched the blade of Kunwu's blade with two fingers. Small blood flowed down from his fingertips. This was the first time he was injured since he killed Yun Qing. At such a fast speed, he can still pick up a white blade with his bare hands, and Yun Qing was a little unsure whether he could blast the shadow wall under his nose.

"Do you still want to fight close to your legs even if your legs are broken?" Qing Xuzi grabbed her neck unceremoniously with his other hand. He felt that the skin of the person in his hand was not as cold as a living person, but his pulse was beating extremely violently. Obviously the other party has started desperately.

Yun Qing smiled coldly, and the savage anger of the sword suddenly rose above the real just, Qing Xuzi was shaken away, and his back was attached to the shadow wall.

"How dare you touch Kunwu without vitality?" Yun Qing mocked in a similar tone, her voice was hoarse, and there was a clear streak on her neck.

Qing Xuzi coughed up blood, but his expression was as calm as ever: "Why don't you dare?"

Almost at the same time, Yun Qing slashed with his knife, and he accurately grabbed Yun Qing's pale wrist. Yun Qing felt the huge force crushing her wrist bones, she picked up her fingers slightly, and really just fell directly into the other hand. Zhen Gang's blade fell into her hand, and then turned slightly towards the shadow wall. At this time, Yun Qing's hand was covered with blood, and the other hand recovered under the circulation of the cleansing meridian, and directly held Qing Xuzi.

Now her hand holding the knife is slightly lower, probably near Qing Xuzi's side waist. Qing Xuzi grabbed Yun Qing's neck with one hand, while the other hand was held down by Yun Qing's backhand while fighting for Kun Wu, and he couldn't stop him for a while.

Qing Xuzi realized that it was not good. Yun Qing obviously lured him to take a shot with a fake action, and then directly attacked the shadow wall when he didn't react in time. He wanted to reach out and throw her directly out, but at this time Yun Qing had already threw Zhen Gang to the shadow wall. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

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Zhen Gang directly wiped Qing Xuzi's ribs and pierced into the smooth and flat shadow wall, Yun Qing and him both stiffened for a moment.

They all heard a slight "click" sound, like the sound of a mirror shattering, and there were cobweb-like cracks where they had just plunged into the shadow wall. Qing Xuzi himself had never touched this shadow wall, and he didn't know that it was as brittle as glass, but it all started to crumble after being pierced with a hole. In fact, even Yun Qing was a little surprised after he started, because the magic pattern in Huangquan Temple looked very solid, and this shadow wall was too fragile.

Qing Xuzi heard the slight breaking sound getting louder and louder, and he immediately said to Yun Qing: "Let go!"

"You let it go first!" Yun Qing's strength was astonishing, and he directly pressed him against the shadow wall, ignoring the tightening hands around his neck.

At this time, the sound of shattering became louder and louder, and Qing Xuzi's expression was slightly condensed. He didn't know how long it would take for Dong Xuanzi to catch up, let alone what would happen if the shadow wall shattered. It is safer to leave here now.

Qing Xuzi replied to her coldly: "You go first."

No one can trust each other, so no one can let go first. Qing Xuzi was closer to the shadow wall, and he was more dangerous, but he was calm and his expression did not waver.

Yun Qing was about to say something, but in an instant, he saw the entire film wall peel off with a bang. This kind of fragment between the gold and stone fell on the two of them like a waterfall, but it did not cause much injury.

The inside of the shadow wall is a solid rock formation that is exactly the same as the entire Tongtian Divine Vessel.

Neither of them expected this situation, because the Saint of the Immortal Dao had been sitting in it for a long time, walking back and forth, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed that there was a passage.

But now the shadow wall is broken, and the mountains are directly inside, which means that Yunqing has nowhere to go. She responded quickly, and with a move in her hand, the sword light flashed, and she directly stabbed Zhen Gang into Qing Xuzi's chest. Qing Xuzi thought about exchanging one for one, and was about to strangle her to death, but the next moment he saw that Zhen had just stopped less than half an inch in front of him.

A slender and fair hand passed through Yun Qing's chest, and the cold blood splashed all over Qing Xuzi's body.

"Master... Honor?"

Yun Qing fell towards him, Qing Xuzi subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him, then looked up at the person behind her, and said in disbelief, "Are you recovered?"

Spring is already blooming in Beichuan University, but Nanfeng University is still in severe winter at this time.

This winter, a thin layer of ice formed on the lake surrounding Yaoque Pagoda, and the boaters who used to be on the lake disappeared. The sky above Yaoque Pagoda was covered with dark clouds, and it must be rain and snow, cold to the bone. The paleness of the bones and the paleness of the frost are mixed together, and it feels a bit more desolate and desolate. In recent years, the situation of Yaodao is neither good nor bad. The fronts of Qingchuan Mountain House and Lvtian Temple have advanced and retreated near Jiu Ming City, and they have retreated and advanced again.

The sage of Yaodao stood in front of the White Bone Pagoda in a black dress. Bi Fang stood on the sharp bone spurs and combed his feathers. Occasionally, he stared straight at her with round black eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

In front of the demon saint is a monster corpse that has been pierced by countless bone spurs.

The monster looked like a big white bull with a snake-like tail, wings on its back, and solid fur. Its chest is still up and down, and it is not completely dead. It looks at the demon saint with sturdy and honest eyes, without the slightest pain. Bi Fang looked up at it a few times, but there was no excess emotion in his eyes.

The bone spurs passing through his body were delicate and warm, like jade, and seemed to have a fresh warmth.

The hand of the demon saint opened the monster's chest little by little, and the places where the ten fingertips touched were automatically separated, and the beating heart was hidden under the scarlet flesh.

"Please take your time, my lord." The monster spit out, and devoutly sacrificed himself to the ancestor of all monsters.

The demon saint looked gentle, as if stroking his own child, he tore a small part from the heart and put it into his mouth. She stretched out her other hand and patted the monster's head, and said softly, "Thank you."

The power of the monster is all contained in the bloodline. This power came from the hundred thousand mountains, and now it flows back into the body of this saint.

The monster whose heart was devoured by her said calmly, "My family is willing to sacrifice everything for the saint. This is the glory of our ancestors. Please don't be too polite."

Bi Fang didn't look up anymore, the scene in front of him was too cruel, but it happened every winter. Liu Xiaoniu dedicated her flesh and blood to Lord Saint many years ago in the winter, and her offspring reproduced in summer, paddling boats in this lake, and served Lord Saint. In winter, it repeats this kind of sacrifice, generation after generation, for thousands of years.

This ancestor of ten thousand demons is the beginning of the lives of all demon races in Shiwanda Mountain, and it is also the end of their lives.

The life born from the 100,000 Dashan Mountain must be returned to her in the end.

The sage of Yaodao devoured the beating heart, the white hair on her temples began to turn black, and the lines at the end of her eyes gradually faded. The corners of her mouth were stained with scarlet blood, sad and beautiful. Ji's life breath flowed into the bones that pierced it, and its body became shriveled and thin, and only a handful of bones remained. These bones are piled up in front of Yaoque Pagoda, and like its ancestors, they sleep here with supreme glory.

A little snow fell in the sky, Bi Fang waved his wings impatiently, and the snowflakes turned into rain before they touched it.

"Is it better?" Bi Fang flapped his wings and dived into the arms of the Yaodao Saint, and he asked coquettishly.

The demon saint wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips with his slender and soft fingertips, and while stroking its feathers, he said, "It won't take long...but it's enough."

"Isn't it?" Bi Fang looked up at her glumly, "Then eat me?"

The Yaodao saint laughed, her brows and eyes were as vibrant as a girl's. She lowered her head and kissed Bi Fang's fiery red feathers: "Then... remember to return to Yaoque Pagoda before you die."

"Well." Bi Fang tweeted contentedly, his round eyes spotless, "What are you going to do now?"

The demon saint looked at it dotingly and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Like most mothers in the world, she indulges her child's demands and does her best to accomplish it.

"Eat people, kill people, and burn all those who will hurt you." Bi Fang blinked, and his clear eyes reflected the gentle smile of the demon saint.

The Yaodao saint lowered his brows and pinched his lips for a while, and a faint smile slowly opened on the corners of his lips. After she finished the calculation, he said to Bi Fang: "The Book of Heaven has been delivered to Taiqing, and he will help us hold the Temple of Heaven. ."

"So what?" Bi Fang didn't understand. He always had very few things in his mind. "You just need to tell me what I should do."

The Saint of the Yaodao released it into the air, and Bi Fang flapped his wings and wandered for a while. She took out a bone umbrella from the void to block the swaying little snow. The flowers on the umbrella were like brocades, which quite matched the colorful hairpins in her hair.

"Speak quickly!" Bi Fang urged impatiently, circling around the Yaodao saint over and over again.

"I will protect you." The Yaodao saint turned around and looked at the towering Yaoque Pagoda, her expression was so gentle that she didn't look like a saint at all, "I hope that in the endless distant future, you can be like this now. , to multiply in this 100,000 mountain, and even go out to see a more wonderful world."

Bi Fang yawned, he didn't quite understand the words of the demon saint.

The sage of Yaodao smiled under the umbrella and regained her youthful face with a splendid look, but the brilliance of motherhood never faded from her.

Gentle and cruel, like this hundred thousand mountains.

"Go, let the mirror country be destroyed, humanity no longer needs to exist."

This winter, countless monsters from the 100,000 mountains rushed out of their nests, flocking to the Mirror Country, which was tormented by the war.

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