Chapter 688 The Education of Love
The sky has turned into a black color, and the void appears above the sky. The dense black and purple demon power pours down, mixed with a faint golden mist, and quickly spreads to the wind and clouds in all directions. Come.
Yunrong's sword smashed the corpses of the evil beasts into pieces of flesh and blood, and they were infected by the mist of evil power.
The blood droplets immediately hung in the air, wrapped in the minced meat. After several surges, they reunited and healed, and continued to fight on the battlefield.
Bailian's figure was quickly engulfed by the demonic tide.
With just one strike of the sword, Yun Rong realized how difficult these evil beasts were.
She also knew that even with her cultivation level, once she got involved in the muddy waters of the palace civil war, she would be in trouble and would be unable to protect herself.
The sword strike just now was a test, and it was also a deliberate attempt to save Bai Lian.
After all, the little corpse demon can be regarded as a swordsman wizard, and he has a lot of friendship with her in the world of Bronze Gate.
If he really wants to be Fengjun in the demon world, Yun Rong can just sit back and ignore it.
But at today's wedding banquet, he not only had the courage to fight the devil and refuse the marriage, but also wanted her to take a high look, and he must save her and express his feelings.
But...
Yun Rong looked at the Shinto battlefield filled with flames with a wry smile, secretly thinking that this was no longer a simple civil war between the palace demon ministers and the king, it had indeed evolved into A huge war that is getting out of hand.
The space fragments in the sky are obviously getting bigger and bigger. If this continues for a long time, this space will inevitably collapse.
At that time, the terrifying golden sea will carry huge and endless evil beasts and pour into the demon world.
This is undoubtedly an impending doomsday disaster.
Although Yun Rong has an unruly temperament and always carries a bit of arrogance and arrogance when dealing with the world, she is not a person without self-awareness.
Regrettably, she gave up her intention of rescuing him, and had no choice but to focus on using her sword to clear away the threats of evil beasts around her, and had no time to think about anything else.
On the battlefield, the pole-devouring cone was like a flying shuttle, flashing with faint purple light and exploding into waves of evil beasts.
The black tide that swallowed up Balian was blasted open by the pole-devouring cone, and a large space came out. King Daoman swept away his shadow, and none of the evil beasts that were slain around him could touch it. his body.
With a smile on his face, he stopped in front of Bailian, raised his eyebrows and looked at Bailian, and said: "Brother, it seems that it is very difficult to face the enemy. How about, do you want King Bei to lend you the pole-devouring awl?" ?”
Bailian swept away the three evil beasts that were biting at him, and the Yin Spirit White Tiger in the glazed umbrella was also summoned, spitting out white cold fire and roaring.
But these evil beasts are very strange, and the Yin Fire can't have much effect on them.
And they are not very interested in the Yin Ling White Tiger, and their main firepower is not placed on the Yin Ling White Tiger.
On the contrary, the Pi Mo bird released by Baili An fluttered its wings.
The sword energy of gods and demons that had been ingested for many years clung to the erected feathers. It was like thousands of arrows shooting out in unison, and its power was astonishing, which made the group of evil beasts fearful.
Bailian's cheeks were red. He didn't know that he was scratched by that evil beast. His pale skin had a bright red gash. The strong color difference actually made his lips look discolored. A bit bleak and morbid.
But there was no panic in his eyes. He glanced at King Daoman lightly and said, "This king?"
He suddenly smiled, with clear and dark eyes filled with tears. A touch of bright red evil spirit: "I would like to advise you. , It’s okay to act like a king in front of others, but don’t act like a king in front of me, it’s unreasonable.”
When he spoke, Balian’s expression was without any trace of emotion. It was threatening or arrogant, but rather a bit of a joke.
King Daoman opened his eyes slightly and looked at Balian in surprise, with a somewhat surprised look on his face.
Soon, this unexpected emotion turned into interest. The smile on his lips came into his eyes. He lowered his chin and said softly: "Little guy, I know a secret of yours."
After these words came out of his mouth, Bailian's suspicion was completely confirmed.
The smile on his face disappeared, he stared at him, and said seriously: "You are really boring."
Under the smiling lips of 'King Daoman', there were two hooks like His fangs were looming, as if deliberately showing off to his eyes: "Being locked up in that hellish place for so many years, I naturally developed a lot of problems."
"If you knew my secret, you shouldn't be talking so close to me right now."
Bailian didn't have time to chat with him. After guessing the true identity of this person, he knew what happened today. In the battle between dragon and tiger, he is the truly most terrifying monster.
But Bailian was not afraid of him. He calmly averted his gaze. When he passed by him, he said lightly:
"If you don't want to get burned, leave here now."
Noticing the direction where Balian was rushing towards, 'King Daoman''s eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly appeared in front of Balian again, blocking him in front of him.
"King Daoman" looked at him, licked his lips, and his eyes showed a sense of danger and aggression: "Why do you think there is a delicious treasure hidden in the blood of that trash Milu, but you can't let it go bad. .
Little guy, goodbye after half a year, you But you are getting more and more delicious. Last time you were just a little corpse demon in the Tao-seeking realm, which made me feel very difficult to deal with. Now, only a short time has passed, and you are already in the realm of transcending tribulation. It’s really It’s amazing.”
Seeing that he didn’t want to hide it. Having concealed his identity, Bailian's eyes also turned cold: "Si Kong, I don't have time to fight with you."
The monster in front of him wearing the skin of 'Daoman King' tutted twice: "The sons of tigers and leopards, even though they have been written down, already have the spirit of eating cattle. Compared with you back then, You can only rely on being careful to survive, and today is truly an appetite."
At this time, the aura in Si Kong's eyes had completely changed, and his eyes were dark and cold. He showed the same look as the evil beasts around him when they looked at Bailian.
The difference between the two is that one is as crazy and greedy as a mosquito after seeing blood.
But there is an irresistible force surrounding him, an elegant posture of evil, charm, wild desire, killing and restraint, like a noble of the night waiting to eat.
He tilted his gaze slightly, and the group of evil beasts around him like a tidal wave suddenly lowered their roars, stopped chasing their claws as if in fear, and just entangled themselves around Bai Lian. .
Finally noticing the strange eyes here, Zang Xin's eyes narrowed, and he said sternly: "King Daoman, you——"
When his eyes met, Zang Xin felt A bone-deep chill suddenly surged up to the back of his head, and a trace of fear arose spontaneously.
That was definitely not the look a demon should have.
The mood that was supposed to be strategizing suddenly felt like a shuddering feeling of being out of control.
Si Kong had an evil smile on his face, but his eyes looked at Bai Lian strangely and lovingly.
Zheng!
The one who responded was Tiance Junshan who came in anger.
Sikong raised two fingers and clamped the Tiance Junshan Sword.
He suddenly let out a sigh, looking at the wisp of blood spilling between his fingers and the pain between his fingers, he looked at the sword in Balian's hand in surprise.
For this little guy, he miscalculated again.
The weight contained in this sword was beyond his imagination, as if what he was holding in his hand at this moment was not a sword, but a mountain.
An immortal snow mountain!
"In my lifetime, I can actually see people of my generation holding the Kunlun Immortal Weapon." He flicked the Tiance Junshan Sword away, and the nails of Si Kong's index finger became sharp and black. The moment he flicked the sword open, his nails scratched the sword with great malice. .
The person who was joking with Feng Xiaoyu a moment ago suddenly seemed to have changed into another person.
Looking at the Tiance Junshan Sword in Bailian's hand, Sikong seemed to have been touched by some taboo, his eyes were cold, and his bright red eyes were full of boundless killing intent.
The corpse demon does not follow the immortal way or the demonic way, but is a path of devouring and killing among the two paths of life and death.
But as a corpse demon, holding the Immortal Sword of Kunlun Mountain, how ironic!
"It seems that you really need a good education." The smile on Sikong's lips has not completely dissipated, but his eyes are already scarlet.
His long, sword-like black nails flickered slightly in the fire of the oven, and Balian couldn't even see clearly whether he really moved.
I saw a thin black and red line, like silk and mist, slowly floating out from his fingernails.
The momentum seemed slow, but at this moment Balian felt a huge death threat.
He couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly, but out of fighting instinct, Bailian subconsciously raised his sword and Tiance Junshan Sword quickly drank up the spiritual power that came out of his body.
The remaining half-stroke pattern below the sword grid lit up slightly, and the thin black and red line struck the sword in his hand like a whip.
It seemed like a slow and careless blow, but Balian truly withstood this powerful blow. His arms suddenly sank, and the spiritual power lingering on the sword suddenly dissipated.
The sharp breath invaded the skin and veins, wreaking havoc like a strong wind and rain, and Balian's arms swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Chi! Chi! Chi!”
What followed was a stream of bright red bloody blades splashing out from the inside of Balian's arm.
Bailian groaned, his hands hurting greatly, but he still held the sword tightly.
"Abandon the sword." Sikong's eyes were cold and numb.
Bailian ignored it and sneered. He held the horizontal sword in his hand. The cold sword edge brought up the residual blood in the air, drew a perfect arc of the sword, and flew towards Si Kong's neck. .
Si Kong raised his fingertips slightly to dissipate the sword energy, and his expression became colder and colder.
"You know? Good brother's education method is very painful."
His smile gradually became cruel and cruel, his robes fluttered like the underworld under the wings of a bird of death, and the overly long black nails on his index finger stretched as if A handful of true evil.
Shoulders rolled up and down, head raised and collapsed!
At that time, the half-broken inscription on Tiance's Junshan sword had completely lost its light under the blow just now.
Now, it is a real attack.
The Tiance Junshan Sword, which carries the weight of Kunlun, can withstand this blow, but the person under the sword may not be able to escape intact.
Si Kong's smile was still perfect, but it had a cold and sinister look to it. Under the black-red blood, his pale face seemed to be stained with a sickly flush.
"You know? Although fifteen brothers died above you, I actually don't like them, because when it comes to things I love, I prefer to twist and destroy them myself into what I want. Look."
There was an inexplicable lingering meaning in his words, and his tone became softer, but it brought with it a shuddering scent of blood.
Black blood surged down!
The evil beasts were crouching and roaring all around, and the demon ministers who were fighting were also frightened and confused as to why King Daoman suddenly attacked Lord Mo He.
After a soft click of metal.
A silver-white sword as clear and slender as ice lay in front of Baili'an.
The flush of morbid obsession on Si Kong's face has not faded yet. As if he could not react, half of his nails flew out in his stunned eyes.
Then a sharp and sharp sound like a string sounded in the air, which was the sound of the sword cutting through the space.
The thin-edged sword cut into the bone and severed the tendons with just one inch. Severe pain was felt in Si Kong's wrist. In his sight, blood beads were rising, and he saw his right hand flying out bathed in blood.
"Huh?" He hummed, as if the severe pain did not happen to him.
Si Kong gently took his severed hand in the air, looking at the uninvited guest in front of him with a bit of surprise and surprise.
"What a powerful sword."
Under the whirling firelight, the woman's figure is like jade, with slender eyebrows and indigo, like a beautiful green bamboo in the breeze, and her beautiful figure seems to be pouring into the clear water The ink bamboo in the middle gradually becomes clear.
She was wearing a black sword robe with red stripes, her hair was tied up in a long crown, her black hair was half hanging, and there was a sword pattern emblem on the top of the crown. It was the official crown school uniform of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Seeing this, the demon ministers who were fighting in a melee couldn't help but be shocked.
Look at this outfit, look at this face, it’s the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi? !
It’s still Yunrong of the Four Swords.
Her inner demon is still being treated as a guest in the hall, a guest at the table.
Today's Demon Lord's wedding banquet actually alerted me.
Another huge doubt arose in the hearts of the demons.
The gate to the world has been lost and the crow bridge has been broken. How did she enter the demon world?
Bailian lowered his eyes and looked at the sword in the woman's hand, with a slightly troubled look on his face.
It is the Snow-Cleaning Sword.
But when did Miss Yun Rong become so powerful?
Sikong is the first royal descendant of the Corpse King’s general, and he is even more powerful and terrifying than Si Li.
But Yun Rong... was able to chop off one of his hands with one sword.
Is it Yun Rong?
Or inner demon?
He glanced at her hands subconsciously. They were as smooth as snow, white and beautiful, without any scars.
The hand holding the sword is also very stable.
This is Yun Rong's hand.
"It has been so long since the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi became so powerful?" Sikong put his severed right hand against the broken wound. As the blood and energy surged, the right hand regained its strength. Lian Sheng went back.
Only a bright red thin line was left between the wrists, but it could not be healed no matter what.
Yun Rong shook off the blood drops on the blade of the sword, half of his face was in the light and half in the dark, as if he had just been extracted from the earthly world.
She only uttered two words: "Get out of the way."
Sikong's brows tightened, his smile disappeared, and there was a hint of caution in his expression.
Seeing that he refused to give in, 'Yunrong' didn't say too much nonsense. She raised the sword in her hand, and suddenly a quiet night appeared in the intense light of the fire.
Si Kong's expression suddenly changed, his eyes fixed on her face, as if he wanted to see through its soul.
'Yun Rong' said softly: "We will fight with all our strength between you and me. It is not yet known who will win and who will lose, but if you want to fight, you will die today!"
There is no one in the void crack in the sky. There are more and more evil beasts. If he is injured at this time, even Si Kong will be eaten by this terrifying demon tide.
But he is Si Kong, a demon who is addicted to fighting and pleasure and can put himself in thorns.
How could he be afraid of this?
But...
He stared at Yun Rong's face, as if he saw something, and finally there was a trace of panic and fear and... guilty conscience in his eyes.
Si Kong remained silent and quietly moved out of the way.
"Follow me." Yun Rong turned around and took Bai Lian's arm, preparing to take him away.
But when his eyes dropped, he saw that his arms were stained with blood and his cuffs were dripping with blood, and his pupils couldn't help but tighten.
She pursed her lips, then turned her outstretched hand in one direction, hugged Balian's waist, and led him to rise with the sword.
When Yun Rong, the deity who was having a good fight with the evil beast, saw this scene, he twitched the corner of his mouth and became angry: "Where are you putting your hands?!"
Last night, I actually dreamed that I became a I met Xiao An, and I was fighting a boss but couldn't beat it. I also dreamed that Sister Si Li came on the stage to save me in a domineering manner, and then... Sister Si Li and I each took out Ultraman Transformers and transformed into Ultraman... We destroyed the boss...
That's it. Have you been feeling a little mentally ill recently
(End of this chapter)