The 223rd round, the situation of the four sides, into the devil into the devil

"Master respect "

A light and pleasant voice echoed in the inner demon hall. en8.

"where are you?"

The sound of footsteps is getting faster and faster, and the girl in the flower skirt is running, chasing the invisible illusion.

"Master came out, okay? Ah Qi doesn't hate you anymore!"

Jiang Qi hugged Liangzhu, and then ran to the main seat to take a look, but she couldn't find her master.

Yi Xin was standing not far from her, with a sympathetic and calm expression, Jiang Qi couldn't see him, as if he was blind. In Jiang Qi's eyes, the Temple of Heart Demons was crowded with all kinds of monsters, and every inch of land was buried with dirty demon thoughts, and the surrounding area was like a quagmire. But in Yi Xin's eyes, the inner demon temple was quiet and peaceful, with only him and his disciples who were desperately looking for him.

When you have sex, you can't see people who really care about you, and when you have no distractions, important things will naturally emerge.

Yi Xin softened her voice, stroked her beard and said, "This seat is here."

But Jiang Qi couldn't hear anything.

"Master Shizun! Shizun, you don't like Ah Qi anymore! Do you want to throw away Ah Qi!" Jiang Qi's voice was already crying, and she squatted in front of the seat and began to wipe her tears.

Yi Xin stood where she was, looked at her and replied, "...I'm here for my teacher."

"Master, you really don't want Ah Qi? Ah Qi will be obedient in the future!" Jiang Qi cried so hard that he sounded very pitiful.

"My teacher is here." Yi Xin could only repeat this sentence. In this inner demon hall, those who cannot hear still cannot hear, those who cannot see cannot still see, and those who do not understand will not understand no matter how many times they have said it.

"Aqi hates Shizun... Tell Aqi where you are, okay?" Jiang Qi called out a few more words, his expression became more and more sad, and his eyes were red with blood.

"I'm by your side." Yi Xin repeated patiently, no matter how many times Jiang Qi asked her, he told her that he hadn't left.

Jiang Qi didn't know how long she cried, and finally fell asleep in a daze. Yi Xin kept rubbing her white beard to answer her, not even missing a word of her sleep.

"Master, why don't you look better?" Jiang Qi lay on the seat and drooled.

"Because I'm old, and I can't look better than Ah Qi."

"Master, will you throw away Ah Qi?" Jiang Qi turned over.

"Will not."

"Why did Shizun take in Ah Qi?" Jiang Qi's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Because I don't want to make Ah Qi sad."

"Has Shizun lied to Ah Qi?" Jiang Qi's voice was almost inaudible.

"No." The old man who was dubbed "deceiving the world" replied.

Jiang Qi stopped making a sound, she was already in a daze. Yi Xin allowed her to lie in the Temple of Heart Demon like this, and turned around and was about to leave. He is about to rush to the South China Sea battlefield, and it is estimated that he will not be able to return in the past twenty years.

He was a little worried about Jiang abandoning this child.

Yi Xin sighed, and suddenly his expression changed. A pair of dark claws stretched out from under his feet. These claws were extremely slender, not like people or other animals. The black claws tied his legs like ropes, and the fingers spread out, and they stuck into the flesh and blood at once.

"As for Ah Qi, I haven't deceived Master." Jiang Qi stood up from the main seat and smiled innocently, "A Qi hates you."

The Temple of Heart Demons boiled, like purgatory, and countless monsters emerged from all directions. Yi Xin closed his eyes, but the screams of the monsters were incessant, and he knew that he was in a good mood. en8.

"Aah, Master, did you see something?" Jiang Qi laughed, leaning back and forth, "It must have seen the same thing as Ah Qi! Since practicing the inner demon, these things have never disappeared from Ah Qi's eyes. Ah Qi had taken out his own eyes, but he could still see them. Ah Qi was so scared, so he took out the maid's eyes and put them on."

"It's all your fault."

Jiang Qi's voice suddenly became cold: "It's fine if you don't give me anything, why give me a little bit of the pain of craving? Will the appearance of me struggling with my inner demons make you happy?"

Yi Xin was silent and did not speak, the claws climbed up from his legs little by little, and finally strangled his throat.

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Jiang Qi suddenly hugged his head and cried, "Aqi hates Shizun the most! Aqi is really in so much pain, Shizun, look at me! These **** are almost endless!"

The tide-like monsters poured out from every corner, and the Temple of Heart Demon was immediately buried, and nothing could be seen around. Every monster is incomplete, just like the heart of the summoner itself. Although it is not healthy, it is extremely powerful, twisted and deformed.

"This is just the only way to go through the devil's way." Yi Xin explained flatly.

Jiang Qi cried and laughed again. She walked around her braid towards Yi Xin: "Hehe, Master is a liar, and A Qi doesn't believe a word of Master's words."

"You are too deep into the devil, be careful not to come back."

Jiang Qi pouted, looking cute and cute, she said angrily: "A Qi doesn't care, it's fine for A Qi to cultivate a real demon. A Qi wants to turn himself into a demon."

"This is the taboo of the inner demon." Venerable Yi Xin's voice became more and more difficult, and the black claw strangled his throat, preventing him from making a sound.

Jiang Qi happily watched Yi Xin being tortured by the claws, and said with a smile, "A person who can't even deceive himself, how can he deceive the world?"

"Do people who have deceived themselves really know what deceiving the world is?" Yi Xin's rebuttal was still calm, he didn't need to speak, and his voice naturally swayed in the heart and demon hall. His mood gradually stabilized, and the evil signs around him retreated a little, but Jiang Qi, who was gradually approaching, was obviously more dangerous than all kinds of demons. Because as she said herself, she is the most powerful inner demon in the entire inner demon temple.

"Master, try it and you'll know." Jiang Qi approached, and stood on tiptoe and pulled his beard, just like when he was a kid.

The malice in her eyes was overflowing, and what Yi Xin saw in her eyes had completely lost her human form and turned into a demonic thought in nothingness.

This piece of demonic thoughts was crowded into the inner demon hall, opening its mouth with sharp teeth from every part of the body, and biting all the inner demons to death with three or two blows. Jiang Qi's way of fighting the inner demon is not to suppress it at all, but to find a way to create a more powerful inner demon to devour it. In this way, she will endlessly pursue stronger inner demons, and this growth will only end when the inner demons devour herself.

Yi Xin sighed, the black claws on his body collapsed inch by inch, and he took one step out of the inner demon hall: "Stay here, go to the South China Sea first for the teacher, you will naturally be well after the demon transformation period passes."

Jiang Qizheng wanted to chase out, but the door of the Heart Demon Palace suddenly closed, and a heavy seal was stamped on the door, no matter how she pushed it, she couldn't open it.

"Hee hee, Shizun is a big villain... Lock up Ah Qi again..."

Jiang Qi lowered her head, her forehead hair covering her expression, she smiled, but her hot eyes hit her white fingers.

The war in the South China Sea was in full swing, led by the Six Paths Yan Mozong Yidu and the Extreme Prison Sin Mozong Zhushu, and several major demon gates in the Wuli Demon Realm wiped out most of the demonic forces. But this is only the beginning of "cleaning up" the demons. Those small forces must be pulled out one by one, and the traces of those demonic cultivators must be destroyed. The original secrets and rubbings cannot be left, even the relevant ones are printed. The talisman's utensils must be completely destroyed.

This news shocked the entire cultivator world, and soon, other news of the Wuxing Demon Realm also came out intermittently.

The legacy of the Destruction Demon Sect, which was the primary combat power in the Demon Realm, was destroyed, and even the mountain gate was occupied by a sect that had never been heard of before. The head of Huatianyu Mozong, Meiguang, died unexpectedly, and Gong Zhen, the first descendant, took over as the head. Jiang Qi, the first descendant of the Demon Sect of Deceiving the World, was imprisoned, and there is no further news.

There is something even more shocking.

Sheng Tianxiang, the saint of the devil's way, retreated in the Temple of Huangquan. It is speculated that it was for the purpose of recuperating. This move temporarily put the devil's way in a dangerous situation of no saint. And the holy master of Huangquan, who has been rumored for a long time, officially broke away from the Six Paths of Yan Mozong and began to sit in the Huangquan Temple in person. This also adds a lot of authenticity to the news of the saints of the devil's way of retreating, because she is likely to protect the magic of the saints of the devil's way.

The monastic world has not recovered from this series of astonishing events, and another news exploded again.

The orthodoxy of the magic way completely wiped out the South China Sea loose cultivators, the entire army withdrew from the South China Sea and returned to the realm of no delusions, and then——

The Huangquan Temple passed the news that the Wuxuan Demon Realm will be closed for a hundred years from today. During this period, the Demon Dao Orthodox will not leave the Demon Realm and will not participate in any Dao Conquest.

As soon as the news came out, there was almost only one guess in the monastic world, that something happened to the saint of magic.

At the beginning, the seclusion of the magic saints was a bit wrong. They have already stood at the peak of the entire monastic world. What is the use of seclusion? So most of them are injured and need to rest. And now Huang Quan directly announced that the blockade of the Demon Realm was almost confirmed. If it wasn't for the inability of the demon saints to protect the orthodoxy of the demonic way, then they would not say anything to retract the tortoise shell that had been there for 100,000 years.

Not long after, East China Sea, Abbot Domain.

"Lord Saint..." Su Xin wiped her hands clean, leaned her back against the towering reef, and sighed, "I don't know what the situation in the Demon Realm is now."

Linjun stood solemnly by the sea: "Hey, it's not long since we left. Why does it suddenly feel as if we've passed away. Even the death of our master could not catch up with his ceremony. This is really..."

"Don't mention this." Su Xin's face was not very good-looking.

Lin Jun shook his head and said uneasy, "Huang Quan has known about this for a long time."

"She said, don't panic no matter what news comes out, we just need to do our job well." Su Xin coldly taught him a lesson, "Now it's the most important thing to take down Fuzhangyu forcefully. Otherwise, it is easy for the cultivator world to mistakenly think that the devil realm is easy to deceive, and if there are flies running to attack the gate of the realm, it will be difficult to handle."

Linjun understands the reasoning here, but he still can't let go: "Do we really need to go back to the Demon Realm to take a look?"

Su Xin scolded mercilessly: "If nothing happens, what are you going to do? If something happens, do you think the two of us can turn things around?"

Lin Jun covered his ears: "Yes, first attack the lower Zhangyu."

South wind, deep in the hundred thousand mountains.

"Medium rare." Long Huai drooled as he stared at the golden barbecue, "Flip it again."

Bi Fang yawned, stretched out his wings and fluttered, the whole piece of barbecue was scorched. Long Huai's complexion changed instantly, the sky and the earth were surging, and the golden dragon shadow was churning endlessly.

"You...want...die?"

Bi Fang was not afraid of her at all, and swung his wings in contempt and hovered above her head: "Eat, eat, and eat, I haven't seen you doing serious things."

"Aren't you eating too! What can you say about me!" Long Huai sneered.

Bi Fang was very calm: "I still sleep and sing."

"Bah, so you call that thing a song?" Long Huai's hands turned into dragon claws, and he lifted it up to shoot Bi Fang from above his head, but Bi Fang was so agile that she couldn't touch it at all.

"Can't understand the bird's words? That's the song." Bi Fang's tone became colder and colder, and when he flew, he almost brought out the afterimage, "You are all howling."

"Look, I won't eat you today!" Long Huai was furious, and instantly turned into a golden dragon and soared into the air, chasing after Bi Fang closely.

On the island in the heart of the lake not far away, the demon saint looked at the two with a smile, and gently closed the bone umbrella in his hand: "It's good to be young..."

She looked towards the south with some worry in her eyes: "And we are all old."

Fengdu City, Luofu Mountain.

At this time, there were little ghosts all over the mountains and plains, the ground was in a mess, and there was constant fighting around, and there was no intact land. The young man in green shirt holds a peach blossom fan and carries a ten-string qin on his back. Walking on this battlefield is as comfortable as stepping on a spring.

"Song Liyou..."

The ghost general not far away was pierced through his chest by countless weapons, and he was firmly nailed to the top of the mountain. He looked at Song Liyou with complicated eyes, sighed and stopped talking.

"What are your last words?" Song Liyou spread out her fan and covered her nose lightly. There is a strong smell of decay in the vicinity, and people with low cultivation bases almost die when they smell it.

"Ghost saints are not benevolent." Du Ziren, the southern ghost emperor who ruled Luofu Mountain, said angrily, "Ghost saints are not benevolent!"

Song Liyou suddenly laughed and said, "Just kidding, why are the benevolent people considered ghost saints? Shouldn't they be human saints?"

Seeing his mocking expression, Du Ziren was so angry that he almost choked to death when he didn't come up in one breath. He said, "I, Luofu Mountain, are loyal and loyal, yet I was brought into such a situation by a traitor like you."

Song Liyou suddenly felt a sense of officialdom, he closed his fan and patted Du Ziren's head, then said: "If you are loyal, you don't need to be destroyed? Thinking too much, other people's demons have even destroyed the Demon Sect, saint. So what if your lord destroys you a Luofu Mountain? Dedicate yourself to the Dao Lineage, just think about it."

Du Ziren spit out a mouthful of blood all the way, Song Liyou shook his hand, and the peach blossom fan unfolded instantly, blocking the blood: "Oh, you still learned to spit blood? That's no wonder I'm ruthless."

Song Liyou stretched out a hand to the people around her and said, "Hundreds of strategies."

The man was tall and tall with a warm and gentle face. He handed out a jade flute and said with a smile, "You don't want to play a tune to make him sound bad."

Song Liyou was unhappy, took the flute and complained, "My hands are dirty, and it's really not easy for my brother to mock me like this."

As he spoke, he stabbed the jade flute into Du Ziren's eyes at a lightning-quick speed, and pierced his head directly, and his lightness instantly dimmed. Song Liyou smiled and pulled the jade flute soaked with red and white viscous liquid from Du Ziren's head, and handed it to the senior brother beside him.

"Song Liyou! I'm going to kill you!" The other party's scream resounded throughout Luofu Mountain.

South wind, walking on the Temple of Heaven.

"Qingchen, this is the Yantian Palace dossier within a hundred years. You can expand it into a jade slip and send it to the law enforcement disciples. Remember to return the real one to Yantian Palace. If one page is missing, they will kill you. ."

The man in the sacrificial attire of the Temple of Heaven nodded silently, then neatly sorted out the file and started rubbing. His hand brushed the case after case that Yantian Palace had recorded, and suddenly found a familiar figure.

It is recorded on the file that in the early autumn of the 144th year of Anping in the new calendar, the Hundred Flowers Festival, a major humanitarian event, was intruded by the disciples of the magic way. The intruder was seriously injured by the national teacher and fled. After that, Yan Tiangong dispatched ten law enforcement disciples to pursue him, but there was no news for two years.

Qingchen's hand only paused for a while, and soon he skipped this part and began to rubbish other content. I don't know how long it took, a large pile of files were all included in the jade slip, and he put away everything, and suddenly saw the piece of paper that he had just skipped, and his expression became a little complicated.

"Huangquan..."

I don't know how true she was when she said that she helped him revive the Fire Gate.

"Flickering—"

Vivid birdsong came from the window. Qingchen looked back and saw a beautiful letter bird standing on the window rail.He smiled and reached out to take the bird into his arms.He felt that the mark left by the man on his forehead was faintly hot, the chirping of the letter bird gradually became smaller, and an inheritance called "the way of the sun" slowly flowed into his soul.

Another ordinary and dull day.

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