At the end of the road, people no longer yearn for humanity, or look up to gods, or fall into demonic obstacles. When gods are no longer around, those people become demons, inner demons, dream demons, or world-destroying demons.
The red and blue flames intertwined, and Wei Moyan was awakened by the dazzling light when he reached his side. However, it was too late to stop him, and the invisible objects scattered when he struck with his palm. Only the remaining seedlings were slightly tilted by the wind of his palm.
He tilted his head and continued to attack the sleeping woman on the white lotus.
The low, hoarse laughter was endless and sad, and the red eyes looked indifferently at the fire that was about to engulf Xia Qingluan.
"Both sides will suffer if the fish dies and the net breaks. Is this the result you want?"
The sound echoed in the ears, echoing in the empty temple. As the flames collided with the white lotus, the sound of boiling blue water suddenly sounded like a magic sound. In an instant, the water mist filled the air, and the entire altar was wrapped in white mist and completely disappeared.
"Mingsha."
Suddenly, a light voice came from nowhere.
His eyes, which seemed to be burning with fireworks, suddenly froze, filled with incredible emotion, and stayed blank for a long time.
How could he not remember that voice? Even if hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years had passed, he would still be able to immediately distinguish her voice in the noisy world. It was crisp, clean, and always accompanied by a bright laughter like a bell.
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But then, there was silence again.
Is it an illusion? How could the girl who was sealed in the holy fire by his own hands wake up at this time? Her demonic nature has not gone away, and now she should only have the instinct to devour souls, and she will never call out as gently as before.
The fire around him suddenly dissipated. Although the color in his eyes had not faded, the person who was surprised by the situation in front of him was no longer the demon who burned everything, but the leader of the Vulcan Sect, Mingsha, who embraced compassion and pity for all the people in the world.
That vague longing call woke him up from his deep sleep.
Once in the demon body, it is difficult to control the erosion of the inner demon. Every time he wakes up, he is surrounded by a sea of blood. He regrets it many times but cannot make up for it. Now, the temple is almost completely destroyed, the altar is exploded, and in the afterglow,
With dots of red and blue flames, and the uncertainty of life and death covered by white mist, Mingsha clearly realized that she had made an unforgivable mistake.
"Ali? Miss Xia?" He called blankly but received no response. Mingsha didn't believe it. If he didn't believe it, they would all be buried under his uncontrollable demonic sin.
Staggering closer, the black figure that looked like death moved suddenly, white light flashed by, and severe pain came from the chest. Mingsha lowered his head in confusion, and the inch-long broken blade was deeply buried in the chest. The speed was so fast that there was no time for blood.
Drain out half a drop.
"I...did it?" Looking at the almost completely destroyed mess around him and the gradually disappearing engravings on his palm, he seemed to be in a dream, "Sure enough, I still can't control the devil, and I still failed."
Because of this, Qingluan will die?
It took a lot of effort to find her, and it took a lot of effort to see her again, but it was because of this unrelated reason that we said goodbye!
The water and fire stirred up and sprinkled the sky with drizzle, falling in pattering patterns around the altar. After the fire light disappeared, the red demonic light suddenly burst out all over the sky, and the strings chanted sharply and piercingly, and came overwhelmingly without any order.
The huge stone pillars holding up the temple suddenly collapsed, and everything in its path was destroyed by the demonic light. Even the fire of Red Lotus and Green Darkness could not burn it away, and it could not survive the wild dance of passion in the hands of Wei Moyan.
The ruthless cold string strangles everything, wishing it could burn the world to the ground.
After the demon retreated, Mingsha was no longer able to support her body full of scars. The demon eyes were scattered, and the white hair was scattered all over the floor. Black and white contrasted with each other. She couldn't use any strength to get close to the altar, and even her consciousness was slowly losing. She transformed into a demon.
It requires a great deal of physical exertion, which a mortal body simply cannot bear. Only he can manage to maintain it by relying on his amazing natural talents. It is extremely difficult to keep the physical body immortal.
"Are you... going to become a demon too?"
Mingsha smiled sadly. He once had to choose to become a demon to save Ali, but the frantic man in front of him took the initiative to enter the demonic barrier for the sake of his love.
If you are a demon, your infatuation will never change.
If you are a demon, you will kill for a living.
If you are a demon, you will burn the sky and destroy the earth.
Mortals can never escape the six reincarnations of the mortal world, the thirty-three levels of separation and hatred, and how many crazy men and women hate each other for the rest of their lives, never to be able to look at each other.
Just like the dragon among men who holds the country in his hands, if he was willing to give up his ups and downs in love with Xia Qingluan, how could he have led to today's situation? And like him who was alone in the temple waiting for time for Ali to wake up, if he hadn't
Indulging in the tragic love between the two people, how could they not help but set foot on the border of Zhongzhou and get burned?
The red light in the sky finally approached the dense white mist of the altar. Although there was not much contact, Mingsha knew Wei Moyan's character very well. After Xia Qingluan died, he would definitely not let herself and Ah Li go, so she connected outside
Luo Hua and all the followers of the Vulcan Sect will all be buried with that indifferent woman - or even the world will be involved in the dragon's anger, turning into a sea of blood and being burned up by the Brahma flames pouring out of the sky.
, sent to her as a final farewell.
"In terms of the power of destruction, I am not as good as you. In terms of madness, maybe this is our last contest." Smiling like a star, the blue lotus on the fingertips rotates and blooms, and the cold breath burns and life rises again. Mingsha doesn't know
This is not just talking to himself, as the man who danced wildly and destroyed it has lost his mind, so he probably can't hear what he said.
What does it matter? Since annihilation and return to zero is their final destination, what's the harm in saying a few more words before death?
When half of the dome of the temple collapsed, dozens of riders and horses on the mountainside were almost knocked to the ground by the shaking of the earth. The face of the enchanting man who was being held in embarrassment changed suddenly, and his usual cynicism and arrogance disappeared.
"No, devil, he is sacrificing himself to the devil!"
"What kind of demon? It's just an earthquake. Don't confuse the public with your lies." Jiuhe frowned and said impatiently.
Mr. Gusu ignored everyone's annoyance. If they knew what was about to happen, they would be even more shocked than him.
The god of fire enshrined by the Vulcan Cult is actually a demon who fell from heaven in the legend of southern Xinjiang. Although the legend is too false, demons, which are regarded as frightening things by the people of Zhongzhou, will not exist in this barbaric land of southern Xinjiang.
It really exists, and it appeared in front of the disciples of Poyue Pavilion not long ago.
Mingsha, the leader of the Vulcan Sect, is the person who embezzled demons and transformed into demons.
Mr. Gusu, who had always been lazy, was more irritable than ever before. He got on the horse again and knelt down hard: "Mingsha's lover Ali is the real leader of the Vulcan Sect. A few years ago, in order to save people, Ali secretly borrowed money from his followers behind his back.
However, the power of the demon god was counterattacked. It was Mingsha who went against the will of heaven, killed ten witches and protected the Dharma with a blood sacrifice, and forcibly divided the power of the demon god and devoured it into two halves. Each of them took one part to save Ali's life. He was half-demon.
He has great strength and knows how to use this inhuman power. If the pavilion master takes actions that force him to a desperate situation..."
"Such a terrible consequence," Shao Jinhou suddenly tightened the reins, his eyes were cold, "Why didn't you tell the pavilion master before he left?"
"I was just going to save people. How could I have thought that the pavilion master would push him to a dead end?" Taking a deep breath, Mr. Gusu had no time to pay attention to the doubts of the group of people behind him. The sound of horse hooves fell several feet away from the others.
He really didn't expect that the fight between the two dragons among men would reach such a bitter stage, and he didn't expect that Mingsha would summon the true form of the demon at all costs. You know, once the demon appears in the world, there will be no one.
With the blessing of the witch and the three guardians, even he and Wei Moyan could not resist the inhuman force that destroyed the heaven and earth.
The top priority is to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain as soon as possible and try to prevent Mingsha from successfully drawing out the demonic nature and all the power in his body. Otherwise, the shattering of mountains and rivers is just a foreplay. I am afraid that the world will not be far away from the tragic situation of corpses everywhere and blood and oars floating around. He also
He will become one of the murderers who will destroy the mortal world.
The inner demons of those people finally led to the real demons.