"Brother Zhou, you are so heavy!" Kong Jiuyan pushed Zhou Chu on his body and cried out with a bitter face. The ribs on one side were almost broken by Zhou Chu.
Zhou Chu stood up, glanced at Kong Jiuyan, and his expression suddenly changed: "You are also an evil cultivator!"
Kong Jiuyan regained his consciousness, and the aura on his body also changed completely. He was incompatible with this world, and was immediately regarded as an evil cultivator by Zhou Chu. He was stunned for a moment, and said quickly: "Brother Zhou, don't talk nonsense. You are in the secret realm."
I'm so confused that I can't remember anything. Think about it carefully, I am Jiuyan, we entered the underground palace together, please wake up quickly!"
"Deceitful words!" Zhou Chu snorted coldly, raised his palms in the sky, and rushed towards Kong Jiuyan.
Kong Jiuyan screamed in pain, and made a secret with both hands. An antique book jumped out of the air and turned quickly. On the pages of the book, large characters in thick ink bounced out, flying up and down around them, and sent out a series of deep and soft sermons.
Voice: "You don't talk about the strange power and chaos of gods. It's not that you don't believe it. Respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them... I will examine myself three times every day. Are you unfaithful in your plans for others? Do you not believe in your friends..."
Zhou Chu was stunned when he heard this, his expression appeared dazed, and his men's offensive slowed down.
"What if...what if I say...it's not what you think?" After a long time, Bailu stared at the Imperial Master and said in a deep voice, "What if I just want to see Miss Xinyi again...I just want to know.
,Why did Miss Xinyi treat me like this back then? Do you have any difficulties that you don't want to talk about?"
The Imperial Master frowned and looked at Egret for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Egret, if you really think so, I can only say that you have chosen the wrong path."
"People like you shouldn't practice at all."
"You don't have the awareness to practice."
"To us monks, emotions are nothing but obstacles on the way to seek the path. Whatever stands in the way of monks can either be used by me or be killed by me! There is no third possibility!"
"This is the enlightenment of a monk!"
"Without such awareness, you are not qualified to practice at all!"
"Egret, you are indeed amazingly talented and have unparalleled talent in cultivation. Even if you lose the demon elixir and are killed by your late father, you can still turn your own remains into a secret realm, and your remnant soul becomes Xiaodongtian's "God's will", and you will never die.
Destroyed but not destroyed. But you have nothing to show for your peerless beauty and magical powers that shock the past and present, but you do not have the consciousness to give up everything, and you do not have a persistent Taoist heart!"
"You chose the wrong path yourself, who can you blame?"
Zhikarizhen and Shi Chong stayed nearby, and the more they listened, the more frightened they became. The legendary egret demon god in the academy is not dead? And the woman who possessed Wang Liangmi is also an old monster who has been living until now?
Bailu looked at the Imperial Master in disbelief: "But you like Bailu so much..."
The Imperial Master said calmly: "It's just for fun. Just like you like raising fish, but will you develop feelings for the fish? Even if you develop feelings for them, so what? Compared with the Great Dao, it is nothing to mention."
"So back then, you were abducted from Jinling City by some monsters from Jingu Cave, and you were also cursed with the Corruption Aperture. Only my demon pill could save you... It was all designed by you?"
"Didn't you use the secret realm and the students who entered by mistake to deduce the past events many times? Haven't you figured it out yet? That's right, in order to get your demon pill, I sent the stone lion spirit that my late father had secretly conquered to Jingu Cave.
A few monsters
I have learned the curse of insect rot...don't you do the same thing? The demon god disguised himself as a poor boy and sold himself to sneak into the prefect's house. Isn't it your design? You plot against me, and I plot against you. Everyone uses their own methods.
Accept the loss of the bet."
Only then did Shi Chong understand that the Fox Demon and his friends were the masters of the Stone Lion Spirit's curse. The mastermind behind the scenes was Zhu Xinyi, the daughter of the Prefect's Mansion.
, everyone was possessed by the illusion of the egret, and the scene from the past was replayed in the secret realm.
The egret stared blankly at the Imperial Master. The sky was suddenly dark as the netherworld, and then blindingly bright. Sometimes the wind roared, thunder and lightning struck, and sometimes the wind was silent and ice-cold to the bone.
Zhikari was secretly heartbroken when he saw it. This was more than just a relationship between heaven and man. The egret was the sky here, and his emotions and sorrows were the color of the sky! His thoughts were the way of heaven!
There is almost no chance of winning against such an opponent.
"So Miss Xinyi came here this time to completely destroy this remnant soul of mine?" After a long time, the egret asked in a hissing voice, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
The sky has been completely covered by thick ink-like darkness, and streaks of deep purple lightning are like raging dragons soaring into the abyss, zigzagging through it. Dark clouds are like violent waves, rolling violently, sweeping wildly in all directions, making shrill whimpering sounds, as if countless
The wronged souls cry out and howl.
A blood-red raindrop rolled down from the dark clouds and landed at Zhikarizhen's feet. He raised his head and saw more blood spilling down, covering the sky one after another, and forming a torrential rain.
In Jinling City, blood rain poured down, the lights were extinguished one after another, and the whole city fell into endless darkness.
The crowd of people strolling around suddenly stood still, and they were broken into light and shadow, transformed into wisps of heaven and earth vitality, and gathered in the direction of the city tower. The streets became empty, blood rain flowed freely, and only a few students of Wang Xian were left.
Driven by the will of the secret realm, he quickly rushed to the tower.
In the fight around the city tower, Kong Jiuyan couldn't help but give up and looked up at the sky in surprise.
The Imperial Master always looked calm, unaffected by the changing color of heaven and earth: "Egret, don't blame me for being ruthless, because the road is inherently ruthless. Instead of letting the demon pill fall into your hands, it's better to hand it over completely and help me to reach the sky.
Da Dao. Didn’t you say that? You would do anything for me. Why, are you regretting it now?"
"This is the first time I've heard such shameless words!" Mengmeng squatted on Shikarima's shoulder and whispered, "This woman is so shameless!"
"She is not our enemy." Zhikarizhen's sword still locked Egret tightly. If he wanted to escape from the secret realm, he must join forces with Zhu Xinyi to kill Egret. As for what kind of person the other party is, it has nothing to do with him.
He also has no interest in Egret's demon elixir.
"I understand." Bailu took a deep look at the Imperial Master. The next moment, a series of double images flashed by, and his body suddenly appeared behind Zhikari's side. The five fingers of his right hand were spread out like crane claws, and the finger tips were as sharp as hooks.
With lightning speed, he clasped towards the vital part of Shikarima's neck.
This series of movements was faster than lightning, and unpredictable. The crane claws that were grabbing Zhikari also turned into countless double images, densely packed and layered. Each finger claw was constantly closing and releasing, making it impossible to see clearly.
Where to fall.
Even though Zhikarizhen's mental power is almost in line with the Tao, he can only feel it when the crane's claws are clasped towards him.
But Egret's transformation between reality and reality has already reached the stage of transformation. The fingers and claws locked at one moment may become phantoms at the next moment. The switch between real and fake is like the wind, without a trace. Although Zhiqizhen's mental power can sense, but
Unable to lock firmly.
The crane's claws flashed, and the sword energy burst out from the fingers. It was as fierce as a knife, an axe, and a chisel, and as sharp as a silver hook and an iron painting. It was the sword technique of Qingtian!