Chapter 790 Soul Sacrifice
The Millennium Sword Pavilion collapsed into dust.
In the array of light, dozens of figures fell out like dumplings.
Ying Xiu just landed on the ground in embarrassment, not caring about the dirt and dust all over his body. He pointed at Qilian City with trembling fingers, his face filled with anger and betrayal.
"Demon! He is a demon! Come on! Come on! Get him!"
Before Jiang Yunqin and the other young disciples had time to enjoy the joy of rebirth after the disaster, they saw Qilian City, whose bodies had begun to undergo changes among the ruins of the collapsed sword pavilion.
He had double horns on his forehead, his body gradually became taller, and his skin color, like ordinary people, also became darker and bluer.
A dark magic rune line was winding from behind his ears to his cheeks. On the altar with his eyebrows wide open, half a wing-shaped demon element was slowly being sucked into his eyebrows.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and only then did they understand why the young man named Si Chen in the Jiange had been forcing Qilian City hard.
So this is what 'one life' and 'half life' refer to?
Qi Liancheng didn't have a single scratch on his body, but his face was so haggard and weak that anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he had injured his original lifeline.
And looking at the demonic element with a solid and heavy aura just now, the demonic element of ordinary demons all have the same core form.
But the demonic element of this demon has actually developed a strange appearance.
This demon must have an unusual position among the demon clan.
Terrible!
Qilian City, known as the "Little Shangyang General" in the Qin State, was actually transformed by the demon clan? !
Jiang Yunqin, who had been favored by him many times at the piano concert, could not help but feel horrified when he saw the true appearance of Qilian City. He shuddered hard and turned pale.
At this time, someone discovered that the sky of Tianxi Sword Sect seemed to be very different from before entering the sword pavilion. When he raised his head, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Why is the thirteenth star rope of Tianshan Mountain broken? ? ! "
"What? !" Ying Xiu's expression changed greatly, and he looked anxiously, and saw that the towering Tianshan Mountain was tilting under the vast sky.
Although the trend is very slight, for the Tianshan Sword Tomb that has stood between heaven and earth for thousands of years, this subtle trend of collapse is enough to shake the minds of countless people.
What is even more frightening is that the Thirteen Sword Souls, which have been passed down through the ages and have never died even in the era when the Immortal Way declined and the Demonic Way prospered, died tonight—! !
Even though Ying Xiu's spiritual root qualifications are average, the blood of Tianxi Sect Master flows in his body after all, even though he cannot control the Thirteen Swords.
But in the White Camel Mountain, he could still feel the power of the Holy Spirit of the Thirteen Sword Souls guarding the Tianxi Wanjian.
Now that the spirit of Yuanli Sword is gone, Yingxiu Xin Lake has set off a huge wave, which will be difficult to calm down for a long time.
Qi Liancheng was half-kneeling on the ground, with demonic energy surging around him like mist, and the wound on his broken arm was rapidly healing and reborn.
With a gloomy look on his face, he clenched the palm of his fist, knowing that he was being manipulated by Zangxin today, and he did not dare to continue to be exposed to the public eye.
He was about to escape, but a figure behind him stepped sideways and struck his head down with a sword without any fancy.
The speed of that sword was too fast, too fast. When I arrived in Qilian City, I couldn't even feel the sound of the wind behind me. I could only see the traces of the sword shadow dragging through the space in my peripheral vision.
The blade of the sword fell close to his scalp. Qi Liancheng felt a chill in his heart. While he tilted his head to avoid the blade, a huge bulge suddenly appeared on his broad back.
A sharp bone wing broke out of the body and aimed at the abdomen of the person behind it to kill!
The cold sword edge followed his sideways movement, cutting off a large piece of flesh along his head and cheeks. The dark sword edge brushed against the dark magic horn, creating a fierce spark.
The powerful and terrifying force of the counter-shock forced Qilian Cheng’s head to tremble with pain and make him dizzy.
Although the bone wing shot out from behind felt like a hit, the sharp bone wing felt like it had hit a thick steel plate.
Even though he lost half of his magic energy and hurt his roots in order to unblock the sword pavilion, he had already weighed the pros and cons since he had made a choice in the sword pavilion.
Even if this move breaks the muscles and bones, it can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.
At this time, the Tianxi was in chaos. Sword Master Yu and the Twelve Sword Masters were in the open, but their hearts were hidden in the dark. The two sides were facing each other tit for tat, so they had no control over him.
The sword pavilion was full of juniors who had just climbed the mountain. Even though the boy who could understand the sword formation and read hundreds of scriptures was weird, he thought that if he left, no one would be able to stay.
Qi Liancheng even thought that if he had some spare power, he might as well capture the eldest princess's son, so that he would still have a trump card in his hand to negotiate with Tianxi for profit.
Unexpectedly, before he could take action, that kid actually took the initiative and attacked him first.
After this brief confrontation, Qi Liancheng was horrified, and there was a faint power that was difficult to withstand.
Damn it! A human with necromancy roots would probably have the strength to overcome the calamity realm.
Without the cover and protection of Qilian City's identity, it is obviously not a wise move to fight a difficult opponent in a place like this.
If it attracts the attention of Twelve Swords or Sword Master Yu, it will be difficult to escape.
Qilian Cheng did not continue to struggle with Bai Lian. As his wings fluttered, the sharp bone spurs plowed deep ravines into the solid ground.
He stood up sideways, and as the demonic energy surged, a bright blue fan-shaped shield formed from his shoulders, successfully holding Tiance Junshan.
The ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked and dented. Qi Liancheng's body was completely transformed into a demon. The coercion emanating from it made everyone onlookers' faces turn pale and their hearts beat like thunder!
He rose from the ground like a mountain-like beast, with huge bone wings extending out from his back, a huge and terrifying sight that covered the sky and the moon.
Bailian's legs left the ground and his body was pushed out heavily.
Qi Liancheng snorted coldly, raised his hands, and his ten fingers were all as black as ink, and he tried hard to tear it left and right towards the space, tearing out a path into the void.
He was about to spread his wings, but found that his bone wings seemed to be pressed against a heavy mountain, as heavy as a thousand stones, and it was difficult to swing them.
Qi Liancheng looked back in shock, only to see that the young man seemed to be thrown away, but his body was as steady as a mountain and attached to his bone wings.
It was clear that there was no foothold on his foot, and the left hand that could be pushed out smoothly rested on his bone wing seemingly casually.
Under the palm that seemed as weak as a scholar, the sharp and huge bone spurs exploded into dust inch by inch.
In the billowing dust and smoke, Bailian was covered in chaotic wind, black clouds were like ink, and his sleeves were full of sword energy. He put his hand down and seemed to be a simple palm, but he shot out countless Unrivaled momentum.
Qi Liancheng's whole body exploded with demonic energy. He was able to use his energy to suppress the injuries on his head and face. In an instant, blood surged out!
Under the stunned and shocked eyes of everyone, the huge bone wing that covered the sky was like a collapsed ruin, and it was like a thousand-foot waterfall exploding!
The torn space closed slowly and unsteadily.
Qilian City was like a kite tightly held in someone's hand. It was up to him to fly as high as he wanted. However, Bai Lian suppressed it and he fell from the sky without any suspense.
A huge pit appears on the ground.
Qi Liancheng was lying in a deep pit, his hair disheveled, countless bones broken from his body, and the huge bone wings on his back were drooping sluggishly between the ground. It was painful to move even slightly!
This absolute suppressive power made everyone feel moved.
If in the sword pavilion, the young man who is familiar with hundreds of scriptures in the pavilion is amazing and enviable, but at this moment, he knocks off the terrifying evil demon head with his palm, which makes people's blood boil and their minds are in turmoil!
But I saw the young man in the sky looking down casually. The casual gaze gave people a wild feeling for no reason.
The young female disciples were so stunned that they could hardly move their eyes away. Suddenly, they felt that before entering the sword pavilion, they saw the person with the Tianxi seal 'Jade Faced Suan Ni'. The so-called gentleman's sword is nothing more than this.
Is this the son of the first female swordsman in the Qin Kingdom and the Tianxi Sword Master?
This unique scenery is really hard to find in the world!
The astrolabe of heaven and earth once predicted that the three sons of Tiandao were born in the places where the three great immortals, Tianxi, Cangwu and Taixuan, were born.
Cangwu has Yin Baishuang, and Taixuan has Su Jing. These two hundred years of amazing history are really the hope of righteousness in the world.
The common monks only hope that these two people can go through the love tribulation as soon as possible and lead this era into a golden age where immortals have no boundaries.
In the past two hundred years, although Prince Yingxiu of Zhongyou was as famous as the two daughters, and together they were the third son of Heaven, he was still unable to be named by the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. Although his performance was very outstanding among his peers, he could be mentioned as one of the three sons with the two daughters. In time, it will inevitably be eclipsed.
But when everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at the helpless Prince Zhongyou, and they could not help but have deep doubts in their hearts.
Ying Xiu has always been sensitive, but how could he not notice the suspicious looks of everyone on his face? He suddenly felt ashamed and angry as if someone had slapped him hard twice on his face.
With the huge turmoil in his heart and relying on his identity, he could only try to remain calm on the outside.
The fists in the cuffs are clenched tightly!
Only this!
This is the location! He will never give in!
As soon as Qi Liancheng stood up tremblingly, Bailian raised his arm, and dozens of long bloody shadows flew down from behind him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than a dozen blood-red spears penetrated the bone wings behind Qilian City, and were nailed diagonally into the earth, like a bloody steel prison, imprisoning Qilian City in a deep pit.
Balian jumped down from his clothes and landed lightly on a blood-red spear. He looked down at the demon under him and said quietly: "Qilian City, shouldn't it be your name?"
< br>Blood dripped from Qilian Cheng’s cheek , he tried to twitch his body, but found that he could not move. He looked at Bailian with dark eyes: "Duan Mo is my name."
Duan Mo...
Upon hearing this name, many disciples changed their expressions.
Isn’t that the new leader of the Langya Demon Sect, the state religion enshrined in the Zhao Kingdom in the north, who succeeded this year?
I heard that Duan Mo was not an ordinary demon cultivator, but a blue demon with a real bloodline.
Looking at history, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Blue Devil was also one of the powerful clans in the demon world that could seize the title of Demon Lord.
It’s just that since the Winged Demon clan took charge of the demon world, the ancient clans of Blue Demon and Blood Demon have gone into hiding and kept a low profile.
It is said that the blue devil Duan Mo has reached the realm of transcending the soul and enlightenment. He has just succeeded to the moonlight scene. Whether in the Mo Sect or the Zhao Kingdom, he can be said to have monopolized power and his methods are ruthless.
In just a few months, war broke out on the border because of this person, and all countries around the world sensed a great threat.
Such a famous and notorious terrifying person was like a dead dog at this moment... lying at the feet of the young man.
Duan Mo was the most helpless and aggrieved by the young man's relentless pursuit.
With a trace of anger in his mouth, he whispered: "What? The people of Tianxi Sword Sect are so dishonest? Just now you said that as long as I have half my life, I will help you break the sword pavilion. Now you have to Have you turned your back on me?”
Bailian raised his eyebrows and said, “Yes. I just said that I would only take half of your life. You can choose on your own. The deal is over.
Now, I want to make another deal with you. You plan to trade your freedom for the remaining half of your life. , or are you going to trade this half of your life for your freedom?”
Duan Mo had never seen someone so confident and shameless. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "What do you want?!"
Bailian said: "Sacrifice your soul to me."
< br>Soul sacrifice is the most common method of enslaving people's freedom. Offering souls is tantamount to putting your entire wealth and life in the hands of others.
You cannot control your life or death, and you will never lose your freedom!
For a noble Blue Devil, this is tantamount to a great insult.
Duan Mo was furious: "You can't even think of forcing me to submit! How dare you, a humble human being, have such delusional thoughts!"
Bailian stepped forward, and the spear was missing three inches from his body. The blood burst and Duan Mo was in pain. Gotta yell.
"Do you think I want to discuss it with you? The noise you made will soon attract the attention of the sword master. The famous name of Tianxi Sin Sword Pool must be Brother Duanmo too I've heard about it."
Bailian's faint words immediately made Duan Modi's heart tighten.
Tianxi Sin Sword Pond, Taixuan Town Demon Mountain, and Cangwu Punishment Demon Palace are all places of purgatory for atonement in the Six Realms.
These three places make thousands of demons and monsters frightened by the news, just because their origins are quite ancient and terrible. They are the places where the blood and bones of the three most powerful ancestor gods in the ancient times were transformed into the great sage and great evil.
No matter how pure or powerful the demon clan is, if thrown into it, they will be completely bruised, unable to live happily, and die badly.
Bailian hit his key point with one word, but there was no trace of pride on his face. He said unhurriedly: "If you attract the big shots of the Tianxi Sword Sect, you won't be able to do it." There is no room for choice.”
There is no intention of forcing him to submit.
Bailian is like boiling a frog in warm water and cutting off his head with a soft knife, cutting off all the other party's escape routes with the most casual attitude.
"I will take half of your life. How you weigh it is up to you."
Hearing such words, Duan Mo was really angry and vomited blood this time. He smiled sadly: "That's all. That’s all, I’m willing to offer my soul as a sacrifice.”
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out a ray of spiritual light, and then, with his eyebrows wide open, he also spit out half a ray of demonic soul, which intertwined with the spiritual light and formed a seal. They formed a ball and floated in front of Bai Lian.
Bailian slapped the full-moon wine gourd on his waist. The wish beads in the gourd collided crisply, and a mouthful of clear moonlight wine was poured onto the halo.
The master-servant spiritual contract is completed!
Duan Mo snorted, his face turned pale, and he felt the cold power of law injected into his soul, like a brand, and despair arose in his heart.
I was lucky to have to wait and see for eighteen hundred years. When his demonic body was fully cultivated, he would be able to find a way to break the soul-sacrifice-spiritual contract.
Who would have expected that this boy would be so skillful as to directly use the power of the ancient and secret authority of Mohe.
This absolute contract power is superimposed. Not to mention that his demonic body is fully mature, and he will become the Lord of the Demonic World in the future. As long as the contract is there, he will always be his subordinate. .
After the contract was established, Duan Mo couldn't even feel any hatred or resentment towards his master in his heart. He could only keep greeting the eighth generation ancestor of Demon Lord Aluo in his heart!
(End of this chapter)