Chapter 565, Heartache
Thunder and thunder roared in the sky, and the small green-leaf tree on the altar rustled and trembled, as if there was a great disaster in the world.
The lightning in the sky is like a dragon, with five colors in total: scarlet, blue frost, ultraviolet, sky white, and gold.
The complex lightning and thunder in the plate are like weaving a distinct thunder pattern on the sky.
Thunder was like a sky net, and thunder flakes were everywhere. In an instant, amidst this vast power of heaven, a heavy rain of spiritual power fell under the sky.
There is no water in the sky and the earth, and the four seasons in the demon world are different. The demonic energy turns into a terrifying rainstorm, which rains down on the stage of time.
A small tree growing from the demon soil in the altar was swaying constantly in the storm.
The sudden change in gas phase caused the surrounding demon servants to panic and change their expressions. They formed formations and set up barriers one after another.
The heavy rain poured down in bursts of thunder, rising from the sky.
The weather above the head is full of things, the rain rubs against the thunder and the flowers fall on the large formation of the Sewol Terrace. The mercury-like rain lines penetrate the barrier like fine needles penetrating rice paper.
The thousands of demon servants who were guarding the formation vomited blood as if they had been severely wounded. The formation spears in their hands were broken, and they knelt down in the aura of heavenly power.
Countless demon generals in the table also used their methods to stand up swaying with difficulty.
The female devil sat firmly on the high platform, untouched by the rain. In this heavy rain curtain, the small world she sat on seemed to come from another world, impervious to wind and rain.
Yihe Shuci allowed the heavy rain to soak her body.
She pushed the wine glass in front of her and watched as the thousands of fallen leaves on the small green-leaf tree began to turn red rapidly in the heavy rain, and a group of figures forcibly retreated from the small green-leaf world. .
The demon generals who were fighting fiercely in Aoba's world had no idea what was going on.
In the blink of an eye, they fell back from the childhood world to the devil world. They each knelt down in the heavy rain. They felt that all their energy was being drained away by some force like a whale sucking water, and their bodies felt weak. The demonic energy has dried up, and there is a faint sign of defeat.
The demon generals looked pale and confused, looking at the heavy rain and at a loss.
Ning Feiyan gently unfolded a huge butterfly soul behind her, its wings were like umbrellas, and was not harmed by the air plane in the rain.
Burning Heart took wine and poured it into the sky. The Zhanzhan sake was struck by the thunder and fire, and instantly ignited into a three-foot fire.
He stood in the fire, the metal mask made of the skeleton reflected the red firelight, and his dark eyes stared at the small tree. All the leaves were broken, and a single flower leaf bloomed proudly. His voice was deep and hoarse: "What are Lord Wuhe doing?"
He thinks that he is more powerful than Taixuanzong's Holy Qing Jing Ye Lian, and the skills practiced by Ye Lian are not suitable for fighting.
The Holy Qing Jing is used to calm inner demons, purify evil spirits, and clear turbid qi. The scriptures are gentle and not good at fighting.
But when Su Xi faced the leaf curtain, he fought with all his strength from the very beginning, and his fight with Zhan Xin in the leaf world was only a matter of seconds.
Although both of them were injured, they did not damage the foundation of the demonic element.
With the rain pouring down from the sky right now, Su Xi might be risking his life in a self-sacrifice way of losing both.
Why do you deal with a Taixuan Jiujing like this?
Compared to others who were in a large array, Yihe Shuci was not afraid of the erosion of the heavy rain. It was like being soaked in an ordinary rain, and his hair and skirt were all soaked.
The rain rolled down her cheeks. She raised her hand to catch a handful of rainwater, her eyes filled with a strange color, but her tone was still cold.
"He is crazy. If he does this, he will make his name of the Demon River public to the world."
Rain, thunder, lightning, these myriad phenomena are all caused by the power of the Five Rivers in the Demon Realm. The demons at the Jungui Banquet are losing power rapidly. Even the four defensive formations at the Jungui Banquet are losing power. His strength is not as strong as before.
Looking at the rest in the small world, whether it is breath or cultivation, the sun is at its peak, just like thousands of firewood thrown into the fire.
Countless cracks were constantly showing on the surface of the green leaf that carried him, and it seemed that the huge little world could not bear the weight of him alone.
Even the ancient altar sank three meters deep. Heavy rain weighed down the branches, and thunder shook the trees.
Ning Feiyan listened carefully to the conversation between the two, while Milu was still staring at the rain, with a shocked expression on his face. It was obvious that he was still unable to discern the name of the river with the force of the rain. She kindly pointed out:
"Taking all the laws of heaven and earth, stealing the four seasons, and making all things together, I look back, and all the objects are returned to their roots. I steal the ancient heaven and earth, and the names of the five rivers. That's why I steal the spirit."
"Stealing Spirits..." Milu murmured, with a worried look on his face.
“Speaking of which, the Lord of the Five Rivers has been mute for four hundred years in the mortal world. There are rumors that he has long been sealed by the Righteous Immortal Sect.
This time he returned to the demon world and participated in the banquet of your return. , Lord Ninghe’s skill is so good that he was able to find the Lord of Five Rivers who was lost in the mortal world, which is really a great contribution.”
On the high platform, the female demon king suddenly spoke up, seeming to praise him.
Ning Feiyan lowered his eyes and smiled, and said: "I only did what I could do, so I cannot take credit for it."
Shu Ci rolled his eyes, glanced at her, and said: "The Lord of the Four Rivers, Kuang Gubo Today, I seem to know a lot of things , We are very curious, where did the Lord of the Four Rivers find Su Xi? "
The Six Rivers of the Demon Realm are monsters and monsters that do not belong to the human world, but every one of them, except Shu Ci, is a ghost. There is a skin.
The air was flowing, the rain light sparse shadows, Ning Feiyan raised an orchid-like jade hand gracefully and freely.
A beautiful magic butterfly spread its wings and landed on her fingertips. She looked at the butterfly on her fingertips with a deep and dark gaze, and said softly: "Maybe it's because... I'm really lucky. Okay.”
If she was unlucky, how could she recognize what Nuerhong was and what Huadiao wine was because of a glass of wine.
But she didn't expect that one hook could bite two baits. Catching a fish was an unexpected surprise, but who would have thought that it would also attract a leaf curtain.
If it weren't for her imminent death today, Ning Feiyan would actually be a little more interested, drink wine and slowly enjoy the show today.
Unfortunately, the theatergoers are all players in the game, and they are just things to be picked up and killed by others.
Shu Ci said without changing his expression: "Luck will eventually run out. He is clearly invincible. The rules are insufficient. Unless he has the intention to attack, wouldn't it be self-destruction?"
The rain soaked Ning Feiyan's skirt, and she just smiled and said nothing. Now, she is not the only one who is seeking self-destruction in the field.
Tai Xuan First Chapter He Liandu may not be Su Xi's opponent, but Ye Liang dares to come forward alone.
After these few conversations, the leaf turned red, green, red, and turned green and red. She should have died early. But the only thing I can see is that there is a bit of desolate and desperate vitality in the continuous death of this leaf.
The green tree on the altar, which was drenched by the heavy rain and thunder, was almost bent to the ground by the huge spiritual power. This small green tree is extremely important to the demon clan. Naturally, it is impossible for a cave magic weapon to be destroyed so easily.
Zang Xin raised his knife and turned it into fire, and was about to split the rain curtain above the green trees, but was stopped by Shu Ci: "If you take action now, you will interfere in this battle."
Zang Xin Said: "Is it possible that our clan's sacred objects should be lost in the power of the Suxi River?"
Ci of Shu Smiling contemptuously: "It is a sacred object, how can it be easily destroyed."
Her words were quickly verified. The green trees that were flooded by the heavy rain seemed to be revived from death, and new tender trees were constantly growing in the moist soil. The branches are green and the vines are twining up, tirelessly absorbing the heavy rain, thunder and dew from the sky.
Thousands of drowned flowers withered and fell, and the new green vines bloomed and set leaves again, with luxuriant branches, just like the cycle of life and death, Yin and Yang, and the Tao is like chaos.
Erhe Zhanxin looked surprised. He had been back in the demon world for thousands of years, and only now did he realize that the small green tree in the cave actually had its own consciousness of life.
Heavy rain outside the world, light rain on the leaves.
Ye Liang was dressed in white clothes and trailed in the rain at her feet. Blood was mixed along her white clothes. The rain accumulated and spread at her feet, like a swaying red flower slowly growing in the water.
The Dao sword in her hand was shattered and scattered on the ground. The smell of blood spread thickly in the small world, covering up the smell of dust, mud and light rain. It was so strong that it was a bit choking.
The binding wounds between Su Xi's hands and feet dragged four long and cold talismans.
At this moment, his eyes did not fall on Ye Liang who was covered in blood. Instead, he turned away indifferently and looked coldly at the evil beast behind him.
Three of the four talisman chains that bound him and fell into Fu Dou's hands were broken. The broken talismans dispersed into a faint cold light and were washed away by the light rain.
There is still one talisman chain left, and the evil beast Fu Dou still controls his freedom. However, under Su Xi's cold eyes, Fu Dou can't bear to stand behind him. The place trembled slightly.
The talisman hanging in the air made a cold sound as its body trembled.
In the leaf world, although the drizzle was light, the leaf curtain seemed unable to bear the weight of the rain. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the red color splashed into the rain.
Su Xi was disturbed by the cough and averted his eyes, then slowly looked at his defeated man.
In the light rain, he was soaked in the cold rain with her, stepped through the accumulated rain, came to Ye Lian, lifted her chin with the cold magic sword in his hand, and looked down coldly. Her eyes.
A voice that suppressed mania and murderous intent sounded out: "Holy Qing Jing Ye Lian, four hundred years ago, when you slaughtered three thousand members of my master's family, could you have imagined that we would be like this today? What’s the end?”
Ye Lian’s eyes couldn’t be called calm, nor could they be said to be desperate. She didn’t pretend to be relaxed. Laughing, but there was no nervousness in her tone, she said: "What will happen?"
Su Xi's eyes surged with anger, the magic sword was delivered, and a bright red gash was opened in her neck, and the magic breath eroded Penetrating into the skin, black meaning spreads: "You can't kill me, but I can take your life."
Ye Lian shook his head and said: "You can't do it. Four hundred years ago, when I killed your parents, you had a Taoist fruit that I planted in your body. That Taoist fruit was taken from the Holy Scriptures" , if you kill me, the Holy Scriptures will be destroyed, and there will be no more in the world... ..."
Her tone was subtle, and she looked unwaveringly into his eyes that were covered in demonic energy, and said: "There will be no rest in the world."
Zen words. There are clouds, and when you get out of the mud, you can rest.
Repose means freedom from worldly desires, meaning direction and return.
If she dies, Su Xi will not die with her, but he will be completely swallowed by the demon river, his heart will be plunged into darkness, and he will see no way back.
Back then, in the name of righteousness, she killed his entire family, but left him alone as a child without a way to return. However, she gave him the Tao Fruit to calm his mind, making him a pure man for half his life and a madman for half his life.
The coldness that scratched her neck slowly retracted, Su Xi sneered, looking down at her: "Eat all the fireworks, take the fairy skin, sit close to the wind and moon, kill Xiaoxie coldly, if you do you I should admire the righteous immortal who killed him all with one sword, but why did he leave me alone in this world to suffer so much? , I said you are extremely hypocritical, do you think you deserve it?"
Ye Liang followed his wishes and gave a hypocritical and true answer: "How can I be innocent?"
The retracted cold sword instantly penetrated her shoulder bone, blood slowly slid down the cold white sword edge, and the knuckles of the hand holding the sword turned pale.
He spoke clearly and cruelly: "What a shame for such a child! You saved me, gave me my name, became a Taoist, and brought me, the evil wolf, out of purgatory to become a human being like you. What happened in the end?" Abandon me! Push me deeper into hell!
You should keep the bald donkey monk you saved by your side as if it were your lifeblood. Just because he is righteous and I am evil, I should give up for you. You two should be on the same path and go to the same destination! "
He was like a lunatic, laughing coldly and coldly, and suddenly his laughter stopped.
He seemed to suddenly realize something, his eyes froze hard, and he died. Staring at her, his eyes glowed like phosphorous fire, and he said bitterly: "You know that today is a dead end, but you still show up here. Are you here because of him? ! "
Ye Liang's attitude was frank and magnanimous: "Yes, Kachen was injured by the Sihe Demon Butterfly, which brought out old wounds from his childhood. You are the Lemen Demon Clan, and I will take a piece of your heart blood. It can calm his spiritual injuries. ”
Blood dripped from her. Words that were so hurtful were like a knife. Fortunately, she could say them calmly. She was covered in scars, but there was no sword that really penetrated her heart.
Su Xi forced her too much, and no sword from her could fall on him, but her words that were harmless to the wind and rain really hurt his heart and lungs.
Su Xi fell into silence for a long time, with vague scars in his crazy and violent eyes.
He bit the apey feeling in his throat, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly: "Do you just dislike me so much, are you disgusted with me so much?"
No wait. Ye Lian replied, the flames jumping wildly in Su Xi's eyes suddenly extinguished, and the cold sword washed clean by the rain was raised again, cutting through the wind and rain silently, and piercing through without mercy.
The reflection of the woman in the reddish rainwater on the ground shook slightly.
Ye Lian lowered her head and looked at the sword that was buried in her heart. The blood on her face lost its color little by little, and the cold rain took away her body temperature.
The light rain in the leaf world turned into a violent heavy rain at some point.
Su Xi, who was standing with the sword, seemed to be shaking slightly. He looked at her indifferently and said: "If you don't like me, then I don't have to ask you to come. You like me."
Ye Liang raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, his voice as light as dust: "That's cool. Okay."
Looking at the figure slowly falling into a pool of blood, Su Xi put away his sword and turned around, looking at the withered talisman sword behind him, as if talking to himself, with a hint of imperceptibility. Choking with sobs: "If you came to kill me, why didn't the sword fall on me, but only cut off the talisman that bound my body?"
What a pity, there is still one talisman chain that has not been broken.
If it breaks off, maybe he will really give her his heart's content when he is happy.
(End of this chapter)