There was thunder and roar in the sky, and the small green-leaf tree on the altar rustled and trembled, as if a great disaster had occurred in the world.
The lightning in the sky is like a dragon, with five colors in total: scarlet, blue frost, ultraviolet, sky white, and gold.
The complex lightning and thunder in the plate are like weaving a distinct thunder pattern on the sky.
Thunder was like a sky net, and thunder flakes were everywhere. In an instant, amidst this vast power of heaven, a heavy rain of spiritual power fell under the sky.
There is no water in the sky and the earth, the four seasons in the demon world, and the demon spirit's energy turns into a terrifying rainstorm, raining down on the stage of time.
A small tree growing from the demon soil in the altar was swaying constantly in the storm.
The sudden change in gas phase caused the surrounding demon servants to panic and form formations to set up barriers.
The torrential rain poured down in bursts of thunder, rising from the sky.
There was a myriad of weather conditions overhead, with rain and thunder falling on the large array of the Sewol Terrace. The mercury-like rain lines penetrated the barrier like fine needles penetrating rice paper.
The thousands of demon servants who were guarding the formation vomited blood as if they had been severely wounded. The formation spears in their hands were broken, and they knelt on the ground in the aura of heavenly power.
Countless demon generals in the banquet also used their methods to stand up swaying with difficulty.
The female devil sat firmly on the high platform, untouched by the rain. In this heavy rain curtain, the small world she sat on seemed to come from another world, impervious to wind and rain.
Yihe Shuci allowed the heavy rain to soak her body.
She pushed the wine glass in front of her and watched as the thousands of fallen leaves on the small green-leaf tree began to turn red rapidly in the heavy rain, and a group of figures forced their way out of the small green-leaf world.
The demon generals who were fighting fiercely in the Aoba world had no idea what was going on.
In just the blink of an eye, they fell from the small world back to the demon world. They each knelt down in the heavy rain. They felt that all their energy was being sucked away by some force like a whale sucking water. Their bodies were weak and the demonic energy was drying up.
There is a sign of defeat.
All the demon generals looked pale and confused, looking at the heavy rain and at a loss.
Ning Feiyan gently unfolded a huge butterfly soul behind her, its wings were like umbrellas, and was not harmed by the air machine in the rain.
Burying Heart took wine and poured it into the sky. Zhan Zhan's sake was struck by the thunder and fire, and instantly ignited three feet of fire.
He stood in the fire, the metal mask made of the skeleton reflected the red firelight, and his dark eyes stared at the small tree. All the leaves were broken, and a single flower leaf bloomed proudly. His voice was deep and hoarse:
"What is Lord Five Rivers doing?"
He believed that he was more powerful than Tai Xuanzong's Holy Qing Jing Ye Lian, and the skills practiced by Ye Lian were not suitable for fighting.
The Holy Qing Jing is used to calm inner demons, purge evil spirits, and clear turbid qi. The scriptures are gentle and not good at fighting.
However, when Su Xi faced the leaf curtain, he fought with all his strength from the beginning, and his fight with Zhan Xin in the leaf world was only a matter of seconds.
Although both of them were injured, their demonic essence foundation was not damaged.
With the rain pouring down from the sky right now, Su Xi might be risking his life in a self-sacrifice way of losing both.
Why would you do this when dealing with a Taixuan Jiu Jing?
Compared to other people who were like Lin Da Zhen, Yihe Shu Ci was not afraid of the erosion of the heavy rain at all. It was like being showered with an ordinary rain in the world, and her hair and skirt were all soaked.
The rain rolled down her face. She raised her hand to catch a handful of rainwater, her eyes filled with a strange color, but her tone was still cold.
"He is crazy. If he does this, he will make his name of the Demon River public to the world."
Rain, thunder, lightning, these myriad weather conditions are all caused by the power of the Five Rivers in the Demon Realm. The demons at the Jungui Banquet are losing power rapidly. Even the four defensive formations at the Jungui Banquet are losing power.
My strength is not as strong as before.
On the other hand, looking back at the rest in the small world, whether it is aura or cultivation, the sun is at its peak, just like thousands of firewood thrown into the fire.
Countless cracks were constantly showing on the surface of the green leaf that carried him, and it seemed that the huge little world could not bear the weight of him alone.
Even the ancient altar sank three meters deep. Heavy rains weighed down the branches, and thunder shook the trees.
Ning Feiyan listened carefully to the conversation between the two, while Mi Lu was still looking at the rain in shock, with a shocked expression on his face. It was obvious that he could not figure out the name of the river based on the force of the rain. She kindly pointed out:
"Taking all the laws of heaven and earth, stealing the four seasons and destroying them, and making all things together, I look back and see that all the things are returning to their roots, stealing the names of the ancient heaven and earth, and the five rivers, so it is called stealing spirits."
"Stealing spirits..." Milu murmured, with a worried look on his face.
"Speaking of which, the Lord of the Five Rivers has been mute for four hundred years in the mortal world. There are rumors that he has long been sealed by the Righteous Immortal Sect.
This time when I returned to the demon world and participated in the banquet of your return, Lord Ning He was able to find the Lord of Five Rivers who had been lost in the world of mortals thanks to his superb skills. It is really a great contribution."
On the high platform, the female devil suddenly spoke out, seemingly praising him.
Ning Feiyan lowered his eyes and smiled, saying: "I only do what I can do, so I cannot take credit for it."
Shu Ci rolled his eyes, glanced at her, and said: "The Lord of the Four Rivers has vast knowledge of the past and the present. He seems to know a lot of things. We are very curious as to where the Lord of the Four Rivers found Su Xi from."
The six rivers in the demon world are monsters and monsters that do not belong to the human world, but each of them, except Shu Ci, has a skin.
The air was flowing, the rain light sparse shadows, and Ning Feiyan gracefully raised an orchid-like jade hand.
A beautiful magic butterfly spread its wings and landed on her fingertips. She looked at the butterfly on her fingertips with a dark and deep look, and said softly: "Maybe it's because... I'm really lucky."
If she was unlucky, how could she recognize what Nuerhong was and what Huadiao wine was because of a glass of wine.
But she didn't expect that one hook could bite two baits. Catching a fish was an unexpected surprise, but who would have thought that it would also attract a leaf curtain.
If her death hadn't been imminent today, Ning Feiyan would have really been a little more interested, drinking wine and slowly enjoying the show today.
It's a pity that the theatergoers are all players in the game, and they are just things to be picked up and killed by others.
Shuci said without changing his expression: "One day, luck will eventually run out. It is clear that you are invincible. The rules are insufficient. Unless you have the intention to attack, wouldn't it be self-destruction?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The rain soaked Ning Feiyan's skirt, and she just smiled and said nothing. Now, she is not the only one who is seeking self-destruction.
He Lian in the First Chapter of Taixuan may not be Su Xi's opponent, but Ye Liang dared to come just as a shadow.
Just after these few conversations, the leaf turned red, green, red, and turned green and red a few times. She should have died early.
But the only thing I can see is that in the continuous death of this leaf, there is also a bit of desolate and desperate vitality.
The green tree on the altar, which was drenched by the heavy rain and thunder, was almost bent to the ground by the huge spiritual power. This small green tree is an extremely important magic weapon of the demon clan. Naturally, it is impossible to let it go so easily.
Destroy.
Zhan Xin raised his knife and turned it into fire, and was about to split the rain curtain above the green trees, but was stopped by Shu Ci: "If you take action now, you will interfere in this battle."
Burying Heart said: "Is it possible that our clan's sacred objects should be lost in the Suxi River?"
Shu Ci smiled contemptuously: "Since it is a sacred object, how can it be easily destroyed?"
Her words were quickly verified. The green trees that had been flooded by the heavy rain seemed to be coming back to life. New and tender branches and green vines were constantly growing in the moist soil. The vines twined up and worked tirelessly to absorb the thunder and dew from the sky.
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Thousands of drowned flowers withered and fell, while the new green vines bloomed and set leaves again, and their branches were luxuriant, just like the cycle of life and death, Yin and Yang, and the Tao like chaos.
Erhe Zhanxin looked surprised. He had been in the demon world for thousands of years, and only now did he realize that a small green tree in the sky actually had its own consciousness of life.
Heavy rain outside the world, light rain on the leaves.
Ye Liang was wearing a white dress that was trailing in the rain at her feet. Blood was mixed along her white clothes. The rain accumulated and spread at her feet, like a swaying red flower growing slowly in the water.
The Dao sword in her hand was shattered and scattered on the ground. The smell of blood spread thickly in the small world, covering up the smell of dust, mud and light rain. It was so strong that it was a bit choking.
The binding wounds between Su Xi's hands and feet dragged four long and cold talismans.
At this moment, his eyes did not fall on Ye Liang, who was covered in blood. Instead, he turned away indifferently and looked coldly at the evil beast behind him.
Three of the four talisman chains that captured him and fell into Fu Dou's hands were broken, and the broken talismans scattered into a faint cold light, washed away by the light rain.
There was still one talisman chain left, and the evil beast Fu Dou still controlled his freedom. However, under Su Xi's cold eyes, Fu Dou couldn't help but tremble slightly behind him.
The talisman hanging in the air made a cold sound as its body trembled.
In the world among the leaves, although the drizzle was light, the leaf curtain seemed unable to bear the weight of the rain. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the red color splashed into the rain.
Su Xi was disturbed by this cough and averted his eyes, then slowly and faintly looked at his defeated man.
In the light rain, he was soaked in the cold rain with her, broke through the accumulated rain, came to Ye Lian, raised her chin with the cold magic sword in his hand, lowered his head and stared coldly into her eyes.
A voice that suppressed mania and murderous intent sounded out in a deep voice: "Holy Qing Jing Ye Lian, four hundred years ago, when you slaughtered three thousand members of my master's family, did you ever think that you would end up like this?"
Ye Lian's eyes could not be called calm, nor could they be called desperate. She did not pretend to laugh in a relaxed manner, but there was no nervousness in her tone. She said: "What will happen?"
Su Xi's eyes surged with anger, and the magic sword was delivered, making a bright red gash on her neck. The magic breath eroded into her skin, and black intent spread: "You can't kill me, but I can take your life."
Ye Lian shook his head and said: "You can't do it. Four hundred years ago, when I killed your parents, you had a Taoist fruit that I planted in your body. That Taoist fruit was taken from the Holy Scriptures"
, if you kill me, the Holy Scriptures will be destroyed, and there will be no more in the world..."
Her tone was subtle, then she looked unwaveringly into his eyes covered in demonic aura and said, "There will be no rest in the world."
There is a saying in Zen that once you get out of the mud, you can rest.
Rest means freedom from worldly desires, which means direction and return.
If she dies, Su Xi will not go with her, but he will be completely swallowed by the demon river, his heart will be plunged into darkness, and he will see no way back.
Back then, in the name of righteousness, she killed his entire family, but left him alone as a child without return. However, she gave him Tao Fruit to calm his mind, and he lived half his life as a pure man and half his life as a madman.
The coldness that scratched her neck slowly retracted, Su Xi sneered, and looked down at her: "Eat all the fireworks, sit in the fairy skin, sit close to the wind and moon, kill Xiaoxie coldly, if you can be the righteous and pure immortal you are.
It doesn’t matter, I can admire you for killing them all with one sword, but why do you want to leave me alone in this world to suffer so much? Ye Liang, I said you were extremely hypocritical, but you said you don’t deserve it?”
Ye Liang followed his wishes and gave a hypocritical yet true answer: "How could you be so childish?"
The retracted cold sword instantly penetrated her shoulder bone, blood slowly slid down the cold white sword edge, and the knuckles of the hand holding the sword turned pale.
He spoke clearly and brutally: "What a shame for such a child! You saved me, gave me my name, became a scholar, and brought me, a bad wolf, out of purgatory to become a human being like you. Why did you abandon me in the end!"
Push me deeper into hell!
You should keep the bald donkey monk you saved by your side as if it were your lifeline. Just because he is righteous and I am evil, I should give up for you. You two should be on the same path and go to the same destination!"
He was like a lunatic, laughing coldly and coldly, but suddenly his laughter stopped abruptly.
He seemed to suddenly realize something, his eyes froze hard, and he stared at her, his eyes emitting a phosphorescent light, and said bitterly: "You know that today is a dead end, but you still show up here,
You came here because of him?!"
Ye Liang's attitude was frank and magnanimous: "Yes, Kachen was injured by the Sihe Demon Butterfly, and brought out an old injury from his childhood. You are a Lemon Demon Clan, and a piece of your heart blood can heal his spiritual injury."
Blood dripped from her. Words that were as hurtful as a knife were lucky for her to say them out so calmly. She was covered in bruises, but no sword actually penetrated her heart.
Su Xi forced her too much, and not one of her swords could fall on him, but her words that were harmless to the wind and rain really hurt his heart and lungs.
Su Xi fell into silence for a long time, his wild and violent eyes flashing with vague scars.
He bit the apey feeling in his throat, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly: "Do you just dislike me so much, are you disgusted with me so much?"
Without waiting for Ye Liang to reply, the flames that were jumping crazily in Su Xi's eyes suddenly went out, and the cold sword that had been washed clean by the rain was raised again, cutting through the wind and rain silently, and piercing through without mercy.
The reflection of the woman in the reddish rainwater on the ground shook slightly.
Ye Lian lowered her head and looked at the sword that was buried in her heart. The blood on her face lost its color little by little, and the cold rain took away her body temperature.
The light rain in the leaf world turned into a violent heavy rain at some point.
As Su Xi stood holding the sword, his body seemed to shake slightly. He looked at her indifferently and said, "If you don't like me, then I don't have to ask you to like me."
Ye Liang raised his head, stretched his eyebrows, and smiled at him, his voice as light as dust: "That's good."
Looking at the figure slowly falling into a pool of blood in front of him, Su Xi put away his sword and turned around. Looking at the withered Talisman sword behind him, he seemed to be talking to himself, with some subtle choking: "If you come to kill me,
And why does the sword not fall on my body, but only cuts off the talisman that binds my body?"
What a pity, there is still one talisman chain that has not been broken.
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