Chapter 1639 The bright sun is destined to focus on the nine heavens
Chapter 1639 The bright sun is destined to be noticed in the nine heavens
"The energy of the devil's roots..."
Tu Weiwei was shocked and said: "Isn't that... fellow immortals and demons! My Jade Emperor, my junior sister, secretly secretly cultivated fellow immortals and demons, which shocked all of us."
After saying this, I saw the calm faces of Xiao Li and Ye Ying, only the enthusiasm in their eyes remained unchanged.
"Aren't you surprised?"
Tu Weiwei was stunned.
In comparison with these two people, she looked like a retard.
Ye Ying looked up at the dark crows like a storm, and said with a smile: "Any miracle that happens to her is just what it should be."
"That's true." Tu Weiwei calmed down and said, "Now even if you tell my junior sister that she is the master of the Martial Arts Temple who has disappeared for 90,000 years, I can eat three big bowls of rice calmly."
Xiao Li raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face: "She is the bright sun, destined to be focused on the nine heavens. Anyone and anything in the world will be dimmed in front of her."
Hong Qianji listened to the conversation between these three people and realized that they were not Ye Chuyue's close friends, but they were clearly devoted little fans.
She raised her head and looked at the crows through the frosty wind with her glazed eyes.
One hundred thousand crows made a shrill noise.
Those sounds are like cries from the end of the world.
Every crow here is the embodiment of evil and ghosts.
They will swallow up the warrior's will, spirit, soul, and internal organs.
It can instantly make an intact person disappear between heaven and earth and merge with the evil chaos.
It is said that those who are inherently good in nature can emerge from the chaos with great righteousness, spread blessings all over the world, and protect the land and water.
Some people also say that people are inherently evil, so ghosts and evil are born.
Just like the continent and the void, one is bathed in light above the land, and the other is enjoying darkness under the land. It is like the two sides of the sky, a complex contradiction like a human being, which can be vast or...
.Evil!
Chu Yue was suspended in the sky, her eyes slightly closed, and her blood-red dress made a rustling sound.
The crows surrounded her, as if they had completely devoured her small body.
The aura erupting from the magic root turned into pitch-black smoke, shimmering with a faint purple light.
The dark crows were attracted by the demonic energy and rushed towards Chu Yue like a crucian carp crossing a river.
The cries were like thousands of arrows, turning into terrifying sound waves that were about to tear Chu Yue's soul apart.
As the demonic energy grew stronger and stronger, more and more crows jumped into the demonic energy.
The moment when one hundred thousand crows all enter the demonic energy and are about to strangle her!!
See you!
She opened her eyes in the light and fog.
A pair of eyes suddenly turned as golden as the spiritual fire sun.
Like a god overlooking the troubled world, looking at these crows indifferently.
Her martial body was like an endless abyss, like a vortex with super suction, which crazily and greedily devoured hundreds of thousands of crows.
The body of spiritual fire makes the crows fear.
The demon roots are wide open, like a boundless prison, imprisoning these dark crows.
That's it! Only then did we achieve the true purpose that Chu Yue had envisioned before.
She came to find the source of the spiritual fire sun, not for survival.
A deep mist blocks the sight of the Qianxing Divine Scroll, and only then can her dusty magic roots be opened.
It is obviously not feasible to simply use demonic roots to devour the Crow.
Even if the demonic roots could accept it, her martial body could not withstand the evil energy gathered by a hundred thousand crows.
If you forcefully devour the Crow, you will become possessed!
Because of this, Chu Yue thought of using the spiritual fire sun to temper her body first, becoming a spiritual fire body, turning herself into the sun, and then using the demon roots as a prison to imprison the crow, so that it could be used by her.
Every Dark Crow has at least the Martial Master Realm.
If there are one hundred thousand crows talking about it, then she will talk about one hundred thousand martial arts masters.
This will be her trump card.
But despite the perfect method, the process still requires enduring extreme pain.
It was like millions of ants gnawing at her body and soul.
She could only watch, accept, and finally enjoy!
"Lord of Fengwu City, Madam Tianhuang!!"
Chu Yue murmured these two names in a low voice, and the overwhelming hatred filled her skull and heart and lungs, arousing a violent anger like a stormy sea.
She is like a butcher and a tyrant, filled with hatred and cruelty, supporting her to bear the pain of the Crow's obsession!
The sword takes a wrong turn, breaks and then stands up!
As the saying goes, wealth is found in danger!
Her enemies are too strong.
Her hatred is too deep.
If she just practiced down-to-earth, she would need too much time.
But those enemies will never give her time.
He will only kill her!
After this dragon-slaying banquet, neither Lord Fengwu nor Madam Tianhuang will endure it any longer.
Therefore, she must have these one hundred thousand crows.
She must bear this pain!
If she wants to find another way and take a shortcut to become a strong person, she will have to bear the corresponding price.
There is no free lunch in the world, and nothing comes easily.
Ninety thousand years ago, she was able to control the wind and rain in the imperial domain because it was a dream.
In dreams, there are endless possibilities.
But to live in reality, you have to sweat and sweat in order to reach the sky and go to higher places!
A long time passed.
Underneath the demonic aura of the crows, Ye Mo's green eyes showed doubts: "She's not dead, is she?"
No one answered him.
Ye Mo frowned: "She can't die."
"Why not?" Xiao Li looked at him sideways: "Isn't this what you have been looking forward to?"
"I don't know, she just can't. I won't allow her to die. I don't want to owe her any favors," Ye Mo said.
Xiao Li curled his lips slightly: "Don't worry, she won't die."
"Why are you so sure?" the young man asked.
"Because she is someone that the King of Hell does not dare to accept."
Xiao Li had a hint of evil in his eyebrows and said mysterious words, which made the young man stunned for a moment.
The young man pursed his lips and said nothing, but looked at the sky with great worry.
Hong Qianji said: "Although Ye Chuyue is a martial arts genius, one hundred thousand crows is like one hundred thousand martial lions. Even fellow practitioners of immortals and demons cannot..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of the roaring storm and the crows' crows above his head suddenly stopped, leaving only an eerie silence.
The expression on Hong Qianji's face suddenly froze.
But I saw a red dress rising slightly in the mist of demonic energy.
When the demonic energy dissipated, those shining golden eyes looked at them.
Chu Yue landed on her toes and returned to the source of the spiritual fire sun.
After working for a long time, she stretched.
"Ye Chuyue, you not only ate tortoise shells, you also ate crows, and you also ate a hundred thousand crows?" Hong Qianji said in horror as if she had seen a ghost in the daytime.
Xuanwu in Yuanshen was so shocked by this voice that his eyes widened.