Chapter 832 The Final Calculation
Outside the screen, Ji Pei’s expression suddenly became heavy.
Even through the freezing time, outsiders can still feel the smell of death permeating the air in the picture.
Blood flows for ten miles, and flowers bloom for ten miles.
The flowers on the other side will never look back.
Ghouls have the strongest desire to eat in the world.
They were lying on the ground sniffing the blood that was burning like sparks and flowing freely between the petals.
The fiery red flower dyed with layers of blood looks like it is burning and dying.
The flowers are blooming in blood mist, and the picture is strange and bloody, but also reveals a bit of strange, pale and red beauty.
The blood was like poison, leaving an extremely fatal allure in the air.
After licking the blood from the ground, the sea of ghouls seemed to fall into a whirlpool of mad confusion.
They scrambled towards Bailian.
A ghoul accurately bit his shoulder, ruthlessly tearing off a piece of flesh.
The green fire was burning fiercely in the wound.
Such a cruel scene made everyone look askance.
Only Ji Pei was covered in cold sweat, as if he had realized something, and murmured in a low voice: "Is it possible..."
Su Jing's eyes slid coldly: "What?"
Ji Pei swallowed his dry throat unconsciously and said in a sad tone:
"The corpse demon clan each has its own destiny. Granting super powers, I think the young master is like this, a kind of 'extraordinary self-healing' gifted by the corpse demon."
Jun He frowned slightly and said, "Even if he has such a magical power at this time. What about the corpse demon's natural ability? No matter how powerful his self-healing power is, he faces three hundred thousand ghouls."
Ji Pei's eyes were downcast and he said: "But senior brother, don't forget that there are not even one left of the 300,000 ghouls in Chaos Valley!"
Everyone was silent for a moment.
Bai Liyu raised his red eyes, his heart agitated: "What do you mean?"
Ji Pei said: "Ghouls have the poison of bone rot. , the corpse demon also has corpse poison. He puts the poison into his body and feeds all the ghosts in his body. , every ghoul that eats his flesh and blood will be planted with a blood curse.
Once... once the young master dies, the blood curse will ignite and explode, and all food that has eaten his blood will explode. The corpses and ghosts are all gone.
In this way, the danger of ghouls can be eliminated without harming an inch of the mountains and rivers, and without the sect master ordering the sword palace to lose his cultivation. ”
After hearing the explanation, everyone was moved and moved.
Jun He was also trembling, and he just felt it was unbelievable, how could there be such a crazy person in this world.
He shook his head and murmured: "Impossible... Even so, how can he feed these three hundred thousand ghouls with his own body? ”
Ji Pei said no more.
There was no hint of contempt in Junhe's words, because even Ji Pei also believed that there was no physical body of any race in this world that could do this.
Even with such extraordinary talent, he has an immortal body that defies heaven.
But Ji Pei thinks, how strong a heart is needed to be able to bear the fear of being eaten by humans?
Three hundred thousand ghouls must be able to ensure that the teeth of each ghoul can tear apart his flesh and blood and eat them into his belly.
During this long and terrifying process, he must ensure that his consciousness is completely awake, so as to maintain the corpse poison blood curse from breaking out in advance.
Too cruel!
Ji Pei could not imagine what kind of life he had gone through to be so cruel to himself and use all the butcher's methods on himself.
Looking at the Yin Yang Record, one ghoul after another tore open the young man's body, flesh, blood and blood flying everywhere, and the internal organs and intestines were pulled out alive.
The picture is bloody and horrifying, the neck is torn open by sharp claws, as if it was roughly bitten by a wild beast!
But the next moment, fiery red stamens bloomed from the flesh and blood of the wound.
The blood-colored silk threads and veins wound up along the stamens and transformed into new flesh and blood. They grew at an extremely fast rate, and the hideous and broken body quickly healed as before.
Then another round, a new round of biting, tearing, and sharing.
Then reborn, torn to pieces, reborn, torn to pieces.
The cycle begins again and again, alternating between life and death, just like reincarnation.
This is like a feast of blood. The ghouls take turns eating, filling the abyss of food that they have been hungry for for many years. They are satisfied as never before.
In the deep bloody darkness, for a moment, the distinction between the human world and purgatory was actually unclear.
Some of the people outside could not help but have their throats squirming and could not bear to watch any more.
In the tide of corpses, the young man's body was like a broken doll, which had been mended and patched up.
Beyond the tide of corpses, Baili Yu, who was wrapped in the warm and cool halo of the corpse beads, was still sleeping. His spiritual veins, sealed by the spirit transforming powder, were gradually recovering, and he knew nothing about the outside world. Know.
Until the bright red Bianhuahua occupies the entire field of view of Yin Yang Lu, spreading hundreds of miles.
Large tracts of scarlet flowers are like fire and demons, and the scorching crimson color is all over the mountains and plains, all of them gently wrapping and wrapping the boundless bodies of the ghouls.
His blood curse is just like his person, like the light of fire blowing into the wind. As far as the eye can see, everything is filled with gentleness.
It is the art of killing, but it is also gentle and makes people feel like they can see the beautiful scenery of spring when all things are revived.
The scarlet stamens wrap around the corpse, and three hundred thousand ghouls will sink into the sea of flowers. The blood curse will be completed, and the flowers will bloom and wither into ashes, exposing the original gray mountain.
The boy lying on his back on the ground had hideous wounds that could no longer heal.
When he died, the bloody death on his body summoned the carrion-eating vultures and jackdaws in the mountains, and their wings were about to fall...
In the dark and chaotic world, there is no longer a corpse roaming the world.
One night ago, the army of death, which made hundreds of immortal sects from all over the world tremble, disappeared in this unknown night.
Seeing this, the emotions in everyone’s hearts cannot be expressed in words.
After watching Yin Yang Lu, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain became heavier and quieter.
Bailiyu, who had aged ten years overnight and was no longer full of energy, seemed to be dead again.
His whole body was covered with a dead and gray aura, and his eyes lost focus again, as if his soul had been drained.
The human heart is either grass, wood, iron or stone, or the eldest princess Zhao Wenjun, who is in charge of the dark city, sells humanity and darkness, and conducts cruel secret experiments, was shocked and speechless after reading the records in this volume of Yin Yang Lu.
She didn’t understand that young man who had been wronged and looked down upon in the Tianxi Sword Sect, and who had been trapped in the cage of ordinary original sin all his life.
Why can you do this for the sake of Tianxi and the world?
It is not easy for the corpse demon to retrieve the memories of past lives.
Since he can recall the memories of his life, he can cling to certain things in his heart and have certain thoughts in his mind.
Whether it is the eldest lady of Cangwu Palace or Empress Yingji of Zhongyou Dynasty, they are the most important people in his previous life that he cannot let go of.
But he did not go in the direction he should go, and chose to use the most cruel way to end his hard-earned life. Zhao Wenjun didn't understand. He couldn't understand it.
"Idiot..." Ning Feiyan exhaled softly, and her lover's eyes, which were always unpredictable, trembled slightly, as if some mottled light and shadow were broken in them.
The look on his face was indescribably gloomy and frightening. He didn’t know who he was scolding with that “idiot” sound, but he dropped those words without any emotion.
She seemed to have lost her patience, turned around and left towards the deep forest at the foot of the mountain.
Not far away, in the corner of the forest, a man with red makeup and dull eyes squatted beside the forest, feeling as if he was lost.
She heard footsteps and looked back, with a thin layer of mist in her round and bright eyes.
Her tone still contained a bit of unacceptable belief, and she asked cautiously:
"Is he... dead?"
Such an obvious and stupid question would have been difficult to answer in the past. , Ning Feiyan will definitely put on a sneer and mocking attitude to teach her a lesson.
But when she tried to raise the corners of her lips, she found that she couldn't smile.
A wave of anger arose spontaneously. Ning Feiyan frowned coldly, and her voice was as cold as a cold autumn night: "If you want to talk nonsense here, why not sharpen it in your hand? Knife.”
Hongzhuang didn't know why. She obviously didn't have a close relationship with Bailian, but now that she knew he was dead, she felt a long-lost sadness in her heart.
I don’t know if she’s sad that she won’t be able to eat him in the future, or she’s sad that no one will look at her body’s unbearable condition and scars and smile so tenderly at her.
Looking at Ning Feiyan who looked nonchalant, the astringency in Hongzhuang's eyes became more and more serious. She lowered her head sadly:
"At this time, what are you still sharpening your knife for? "
The branches and leaves in the forest gently tugged at Ning Feiyan's skirt. She didn't stop walking. Looking at her slender figure in the night, she actually had a somewhat aloof appearance that she didn't have in the past.
She rarely shows such a cold edge!
On a half-moon night, Ning Feiyan slowly looked sideways at her sharp and cold silhouette, her skin gleaming in the moonlight, as cold as snow.
"In a few days, I will pull out the mouse that buried the heart. If your knife is not sharpened and your hands are not trained to be steady, how can you cut him into pieces? ”
Hongzhuang opened her eyes wide: "Death by a thousand cuts?"
Ning Feiyan was no longer a joke, her lover's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you were cut off by a thousand cuts, you wouldn't have to stay with me."
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"I will not raise useless people!"
Yin Yang Lu has been collected by Junhe again.
No one could have imagined that tonight would end like this.
It is already daybreak, and a ray of dawn shines on the distant mountains in the east, illuminating half of the mountains and rivers as thin as mist.
Su Jing still asked Yue Nu for the glass umbrella and put it on her waist.
She glanced at Bailiyu who had lost his soul, and asked in a cold voice: "Where are his bones?"
Two hundred years ago, thanks to Bailiyu and her, he finally left a body. Complete corpse.
Two hundred years later, there is only one lonely head left. Looking at Yin Baishuang's crazy posture, if he doesn't see a good fight, he may not be able to get it back.
But Su Jing is no longer the young girl she once was, and she doesn't want to waste her time on meaningless things.
After Su Jing asked, Bailiyu slowly came back to his senses, his expression was haggard and his eyes were dark.
"The hidden sword was devoured with all its flesh and blood, leaving only the body and bones, but it was swallowed up by the white dragon that knocked down the sword tomb in Tianshan Mountain the night before. It broke through the barrier of Chaos Valley and flew away in the sky."
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Hearing this, Su Jing didn't see much anger in his eyes.
Her eyes darkened, remembering the story he told her when she was a boy, about the white snake becoming a dragon.
This is a secret unknown to the Tianxi Sword Sect.
But she knew the origin of the white dragon and knew that it would not hurt him, so she didn't have much worry in her heart.
Su Jing's eyes fixed slightly, and then said: "Can Master Baili hand over the corpse bead to me?"
Baili Yu frowned, unwilling in his heart: "You want to What does Corpse Pearl do?”
"Prince Si Li claims to be his eldest sister, and the generals are from the ancient times, comparable to the existence of the ancestor gods."
"You want to find the corpse king generals through the corpse demon Si Li?!"
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Junhe's eyes were horrified and he strongly disapproved: "Ever since the emperor issued the order to kill demons, the general has become the public enemy of the six realms. He fell to the sky in a god's body and transformed into a corpse demon.
In his eyes, human beings can be killed at will. If Miss Jing goes to look for the corpse king, she is undoubtedly seeking death."
Yue Nu also said worriedly: "Yes, even if the corpse king's generals have the ability to change the yin and yang of life and death. However, the young master has become like this.
Even if he has great power, he may not be able to turn things around. Why should Miss Jing risk her own life?"
Ji Pei also felt that her idea was too crazy, and frowned: "In a world where the corpse king's generals are sealed and unknown, only the princess Sili knows where the seal is.
The Sealed Land has always been a secret guarded by the Corpse Demon pure-blood clan. It is impossible for Young Master Su to get the slightest bit of information about the general's whereabouts from Princess Si Li. "
Jun He said: "Yes, the corpse demon clan is a cold-blooded creature. They have no human emotions, let alone family affection. Even close relatives of the same clan cannot understand the joys and sorrows.
Even though the young master is a direct descendant of the general, his corpse beads have been separated from his body, his soul has been scattered to the earth, and he has recovered his memories of his life, which has violated the taboos of the corpse demon clan, and the general has no reason to save him. . "
Su Jing was unmoved by everyone's words of advice. She looked at Bailiyu: "If there is a glimmer of hope to save him, will you save him or not? ”
Bailiyu struggled for a long time, gritted his teeth, and finally handed over the corpse bead.
"Sect Master..." Jun He's expression was complicated. If he handed over this bead, both Taixuan Sect and Tianxi Sword Sect would be completely entangled with the Corpse Demon Clan in the future.
If this matter were to be known to the outside world and reported to the emperor, even the head of the three sects would be doomed.
However, the memories in the Yin Yang Lu are still vivid and unforgettable. The words about the stakes are on his lips, but Jun He can't say them out.
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The underworld fire is rolling, and the Cang Palace is majestic.
Secretary of the Netherworld Palace, Taiyin Dadi put his hands behind his back, looking dimly at the blazing fire in the altar in front of him, not knowing what else to write.
The bright blue fire is billowing, with fragments of soul fire burning in it.
He sighed softly, raised his sleeves, and the majestic breath spurted out from his palms, and the fragmented and mottled soul fire gathered into light little by little.
The souls scattered all over the world, shattered like dust, were actually picked up and brought back together in the hands of this great emperor.
A humanoid shadow slowly took shape from the fire.
The Taiyin Emperor snorted coldly and said calmly: "You are really promising. As soon as you regain your memory, you are planning to blame me."
(End of this chapter)
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