Chapter 271 The demonic energy gathers in the sword and enters the body
"Hey, bastard, don't say that. She has done good things. Our hair grows because of her hair. She just has a bad temper, but she is still a nice person."
Liu Yunqing had already heard that this place was a demonic realm, but he didn't realize it for a while. Then he heard the Hanged Man mention the last person who came here, and he felt even more confused that he was dreaming.
"This is really a demonic realm???"
"Impossible..." He took the sword away from the neck of the hanging man in front of him and inserted it into the scabbard again.
Liu Yunqing jumped down from the height to the flat ground below, picked up a nearby human head and looked at it carefully.
First, he felt the breath of the human head, and then he did not hesitate to use up his spiritual power to find out whether there was any demonic energy in the human head.
"There is no demonic energy...this is not a demonic realm." He said extremely firmly.
"This can't be the Demon Realm, you are lying to me!"
The hanging people who had been chattering about the previous person were dissatisfied when they heard this, and they all howled loudly like screaming chickens: "Hey! We don't lie to others!"
"That's right, you can't make false accusations! We are all dead, so what's the use of lying to you!"
"You are their child, how could we lie to you?!"
Jian Xiu frowned and subconsciously ignored the topic of his parents.
Liu Yunqing was not angry but asked: "Then you tell me, why is there no demonic energy here? Don't you think it's ridiculous that there is no demonic energy in the Demon Realm?"
"Yes! Of course there is!" The Hanged Man, known as the Stinky Man, was the first to retort.
"Exit the way you came from Guiwai Cliff! Look at the sky and feel it yourself! Which of the clouds floating in the sky is not condensed by demonic energy?!"
Although Liu Yunqing had doubts, he still turned around and walked back the way he came. He was holding a human head in his hand and did not let go, and the wind-winding sword was slung behind his back again.
After a while, he walked to the outside of Guiwei Cliff and looked up at the sky. The black clouds were still black clouds, layer by layer distributed throughout the sky without any gaps. The entire land was born in darkness.
Liu Yunqing drew out the Wind Sword and used the spiritual power accumulated in his body to fly up into the air.
The further away from the ruins on the ground, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the pores all over his body seemed to be shrinking.
Finally, at a certain moment, the alarm bells rang in the sword cultivator's heart, and the black clouds in the sky were no longer black clouds, but began to wrap around him like poisonous snakes.
"It's not good!!! It's demonic energy!!!"
Liu Yunqing made a decisive decision not to fly into the sky anymore, jumped from the wind-winding sword to the ground, and made seals with his fingertips, just to get rid of the evil energy entangled in him.
After a breath, he fell to the ground, and there was still a demonic energy chasing him three feet away.
"How could...how could this be a demonic realm!"
He held the Hanged Man's head in his hand and used his spiritual power to lead his body and ran towards the Guiwei Cliff.
The reaction of the head in the hand was mediocre at this time, and the voice was harsh, but it said in a gentle manner: "They say it is a demonic realm. If you don't believe it, you are going to join us now. The demonic energy in the sky has spirituality.
, if you get close to them, they will not be polite to pester you, and there is no point in running anywhere you go!"
Liu Yunqing ran while controlling the Wind Sword to strike at the black clouds behind him.
"Impossible!!! I will never become a demon cultivator!"
The Hanged Man in the Ghostly Crying Cliff noticed the black cloud behind Liu Yunqing, and many people actually started laughing happily.
"Hahahahahaha, this kid, you told me that you care about us so much. It is your destiny to become a demon cultivator, why are you still so anxious?"
"That's right, hahahahaha, become a devil, young master! Become a devil! Sooner or later you will become a devil!"
"This place in the Demon Realm is your home. We haven't been waiting for you for a while. You've already come! Become a demon, Xiaoqing!!!"
At this moment, the black cloud behind Liu Yunqing seemed to have finished teasing him, suddenly expanded, and directly wrapped the entire Wind-Winning Sword within his body.
"Hey, Xiao Qingqing! Your sword is going to be swallowed up by the demonic energy!!!"
"What?!" Liu Yunqing suddenly turned around and saw the black clouds behind him wrapping the entire silver sword, and his wind was trembling in the black clouds, making a "buzzing-" struggling sound.
Is it resisting the evil spirit?!!
“Tuanfeng!!!”
No, Wan Feng cannot! Wan Feng cannot become a magic sword!
At this moment, Liu Yunqing threw everything behind and stepped forward to grasp the hilt of the Wind-Winding Sword and wrap the entire sword body in his arms.
A barrier spreads out on the body, and all the spiritual energy in the body bursts out to resist at this moment.
"Ahhhhhhhh-"
The dense black cloud suddenly shrank, dissipated from around him, and condensed into a pitch-black sword. The sword flew to Liu Yunqing's head and hung there.
The next moment, the black sword was inserted straight into the middle of Liu Yunqing's head.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
The sword cultivator's eyes were wide open, red bloodshot threads crawled up the whites of his eyes, dense purple blood veins swelled around his eye sockets, and the top of his forehead was like a worm crawling.
The blade of the black sword kept inserting into his skull. After three breaths, the entire blade of the black sword merged into his body. Liu Yunqing bent over in pain, his legs trembling.
After another breath, the black sword disappeared above his head and completely integrated into the sword cultivator's body.
Liu Yunqing's voice stopped suddenly, and there was silence in Guiwei Cliff.
His eyes were filled with fog, and the bulging veins on his neck suddenly burst at this moment.
Every inch of skin burst into blood.
"boom--"
The sword cultivator fell stiffly facing the ground, with the silver sword still glowing faintly under his body.
After a while.
The sharp sound echoed again in Ghost Crying Cliff.
"Damn, second nephew, why do you bother? Sooner or later, Xiao Qing's body will be possessed by demons. Why do you force him to go to heaven and suffer like this..." The Hanged Man's tone was full of regret and pity.
The man at Liu Yunqing's feet replied with a smile: "Hey, don't blame me, he didn't believe it himself. I just told the truth. Grandpa, you have to make the decision for me. Whatever the young master asks, I will tell you.
I haven’t even told a lie.”
The Hanged Man, who was called Grandpa Zu, was standing high on the stone wall, shaking his long hair slightly, and sighed: "You are right."
"Xiaoqing will thank you in the future."
The heads on the ground raised their lips with satisfaction: "That's right! We admire the Fifth City Lord from the bottom of our hearts! How could we not think about his son?! Hehe, when the young master meets the Fifth City Lord later, he can't guarantee that he will mention me.
The Five City Lords will also give us some rewards!"
"Oh, a reward. When the Lord woke up here before, he beat us up first. These big guys have bad tempers, so we'd better be careful."
After hearing this, the head on the ground shouted unwillingly, "That's because the Lord has not completely taken over our Demon Realm! Otherwise, she will definitely thank me!!!"
