Chapter 398 The Charmer
The Bronze Door is a relic from the creation of the world, a secret that no one in this world can solve.
Even the Immortal has difficulty comprehending the puzzles this door has left to the world.
But at this moment, Ning Feiyan told him with certainty that beginners would not die.
Bi Ping felt very absurd and shocked: "But, no one has been able to..."
"No one can walk out of the bronze door. This does not mean that those who entered the world inside the door in history are dead."
Ning Feiyan glanced at him with a half-smile: "Otherwise, you think the devil Why did the clan come to the ghost mountain?
There are rumors that the lord of the demon world has been sealed. Sealed in the bronze door, they came to resurrect the Demon Lord. Since the Demon Lord has been sealed for thousands of years, the world inside the door is not a desperate place where death is inevitable."
Bi Ping's body was shaken. The whole person froze for a long time, and the redness on his face due to drinking gradually faded into a pale color.
He looked at the woman wearing the purple tiger robe in front of him. The calm and clear color in her eyes made him suddenly feel that the wind on the cliff of the ghost mountain was bone-piercingly cold.
"You..." A hoarse word slowly rolled out from the depths of his throat, and he could no longer speak.
Throat is on fire.
Ning Feiyan stood up from the cliff, her purple robe billowing against the rocks like smoke and clouds. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said in a light voice: "Me? What do you want to say?"
At the right time, the mountain wind rose fiercely from the abyss, lifting her black hair and Ning Feiyan's cheeks, revealing a pair of white ears.
Bi Ping forgot to breathe for a moment and stared at her intently, as if he was afraid of missing something.
Those pair of ears, as white as jade, are extraordinarily beautiful and delicate that ordinary people can have. The upper edges of the ears are longer and more tapered than humans. They are usually hidden by the clouds of black hair, so they are invisible.
But now, under the fierce cold wind, those ears are extremely eye-catching.
Especially between the left ear, there is a crystal red bead hanging, which is rich in color and swaying like a fire in the dark night. It is particularly eye-catching and beautiful.
Bi Ping recognized the origin of this bead at a glance, and also knew clearly what this fiery red bead meant in the ancient and mysterious forest in the north.
His mind was blank for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses.
Bi Ping finally spoke again, his voice hoarse as he said: "You...are also here to resurrect the Demon Lord."
Ning Feiyan's body was surrounded by vines dancing lightly, and she was among the thousands of vines. Like a beautiful and gentle monster.
No matter what the situation, the smile in her eyes never seems to fade away: "To be more precise, I am here to resurrect my master."
Bi Ping took a deep breath He felt weak for a moment, but after feeling deeply helpless, he shamefully found that he still felt a little bit proud.
Ning Feiyan has been the elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance for a hundred years, which means that she has hidden her identity in the world for a hundred years, but no one has even noticed it.
But today, she confessed her identity in front of him without any inhibitions.
Doesn’t it mean that he is different from other men who please and work for her?
Bi Ping knew that as the young master of the Tianlong Sect, he could be crazy about a woman, but he could never be so humble in front of a demon.
But he found that he could never control his own thoughts.
"The ancient scrolls say that in the land of the North Abyss, at the beginning of the forest, from the deep beauty of the sky and the earth, a spirit was born, which was recorded as a charm.
Charming spirits are existences that wander on the edge of the laws of heaven and earth, so they are not protected by the fairies of heaven and earth. Even though they have a pure spiritual breath that is comparable to the gods when they first wake up and are born, they will soon be affected by the turbid breath of the human world. Ran, turned into a demon, so..."
Bi Ping looked at her with an endlessly complicated expression: "You are a demon. ”
The land of Beiyuan in the past is now the homeland of the Demon Realm.
And her identity is also about to be revealed. She is a succubus who fell from the spirit and roamed the Demon Realm.
Moreover, the succubus was unable to possess a physical body when it was weak at birth. Anyone who wants to transform from the illusory state of spiritual mist into a demon must be tempered by the power of the forest at the beginning before it can be condensed into shape.
At the beginning of the forest, there was a holy soul fire in an extremely cold ancient lake in the Beiyuan Forest.
The one who inherits the fire of the Holy Soul can only be the Lord of Charming Spirits.
And the Holy Soul Fire, which can control the life and death of thousands of succubi, is hanging on Ning Feiyan's ears.
So, she is not only a succubus, but also the owner of one of the six rivers in the demon world.
The fourth ranked Holy Soul River!
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The moonlight has faded away, and the whole world seems to be wrapped in a thick layer of dark cocoon. Sometimes, you can still vaguely feel the world from the outside. The sporadic spiritual energy flowing in was also disconnected.
The tiny River of Forgetfulness, the ghosts at the bottom of the river are all silent.
The river that stretches for three hundred miles seems to have been splashed with thick ink by heavenly beings, and the water is so black that it is bottomless.
The darkness that is enough to make time despair is like a rising tide, slowly swallowing up the world of One Realm.
Everyone who handed over the spirit stone had already taken refuge in the demonic vines under the hypnosis of the demon master.
Through the small cracks between the vines, you can clearly see the darkness, which is like a substance, spreading over with a cold, ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Everything happened extremely silently, but not slowly.
Those practitioners who couldn't afford the spiritual stones could only hold onto the weapons in their hands and look desperately at the darkness that left no hope in their hearts.
The rising tide of darkness came across the border, like a river or a sea, and the voices of those struggling in the darkness seemed to be swallowed up by the dark sea, and the heart-wrenching roars for help were all gone.
Watching through the demonic vines is like watching a silent image.
The picture is so weird.
The darkness receded, and everyone who was not protected by the demon vine disappeared silently, as if they had never been in this world.
Li Jiujiu had a pale face and stammered: "He...are they all dead?"
The number of people staying outside was not only tens of thousands, but also a few. Hundreds of people, in all aspects of the world, are rare geniuses, but now they are gone.
Bailian looked deeply at Li Jiujiu through several layers of vines, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid."
Li Jiujiu said: "People from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance are really not They have to hand over spiritual stones to protect them. They are not allowed to exchange precious magic weapons and spiritual elixirs. There are so many righteous people. My life was wasted here, wouldn't it only increase the arrogance of the Demon Sect?
Fang Geyu, you have a lot of spiritual stones, I think you should collect them from the beginning. In exchange for spiritual stones, you can save their lives and you will not lose anything.”
The dark tide came, and the people hiding in the demonic vines were not affected by the cold and majestic dark consciousness.
But Fang Geyu's face became paler and paler. She had always been calm in dealing with things, but when she looked into the dark world, her eyes were confused and uneasy.
(End of this chapter)