Cleverness leads to mistakes. If I had known that Tianjizi could lead people to break the situation and escape, why would I have bothered to run ahead of time?
As a result, he came out and bumped into Xiyue Minghe who had just arrived. Zuo Qingtian was stunned.
Isn't it said that Tianshu Temple is undergoing a civil war? Is it possible that the He Mourning Taiqing that everyone vaguely felt before was fake?
How could you come so fast?
If he were told that the so-called Taiqing He Mou was actually beaten away yesterday and was interrupted today during the wedding and bridal chamber, I wonder if he would doubt life even more.
Anyway, looking at Xi Yue Minghe's angry look, Zuo Qingtian really didn't know what they were angry about. I told the truth and was treated as a rumor. I ran away and was surrounded. I was so unjust that I almost jumped into the river. I'm not as angry as you.
What are you angry about?
"Old thief Zuo has come to accept his fate!" The bright moon shone brightly.
"The source of your path originated from the sea of blood, and now it can return." Dark energy surged wildly.
"Damn..." Zuo Qingtian quickly retreated.
Suddenly, a sharp flute sound came from behind, and Zuo Qingtian's mind exploded, and he lost his hearing again.
This kind of deprivation of the five senses... is so painful.
Because what is deprived is not only the hearing of the ears, but also affects the Yang Shen, just like the sound transmission of the mind is also blocked, isolating all the fluctuations of the sound.
When a person becomes deaf, will his combat effectiveness decrease? Obviously, he will.
Everything in front of me became black and white again, and all the colors were gone.
Replacement of reality with splashed ink is like being in an ink painting, welcoming the colorless moon and the already dead silence of the netherworld.
Xi Yue Minghe looked at each other in surprise. Ju Yunxiu's method... was also beyond their imagination.
Fortunately, they are friends, not enemies... No, no, are you sure they are not enemies? Are love rivals enemies?
The thought flashed past, and the two men's hateful ultimate attacks had already hit Zuo Qingtian.
Zuo Qingtian, who was disturbed by the music and pictures and was at a loss as to what to do, even felt that he could not communicate or use many of his magical powers.
He could only take out his own magic weapon - a strange skull.
Minghe whispered: "Xiaoyu."
It's a Yaoyao skull.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Netherworld collapsed, and the demon god who was buried in the sea of blood escaped and met a young man from the Wu tribe who relied on the inheritance. It was like Liusu met Qin Yi that year.
As a result, the young man turned around and devoured his soul in order to prove his path. Later, he founded the Wushen Sect and dominated the world. During those tens of thousands of years, Zuo Qingtian could be regarded as a protagonist.
Same encounter, different ending.
A long time ago, Liusu told Qin Yi that if it fell into the hands of others, there might be different results. So although she despised Qin Yi's "women's kindness" at that time, she also admitted that she would follow him here.
You will feel safer around a woman who is kind to you.
I have to say that Liusu's gaze has always been so accurate, and he has already seen the essence of the world.
"boom!"
Yaoyao's skull exploded, and the violent power of the ancestral saint could withstand Xiyue Minghe's attack. Amidst the blood mist, Zuo Qingtian rushed out of the encirclement covered in blood.
The next moment, a river seemed to appear from Jiuyou and blocked in front of him.
Zuo Qingtian braked suddenly and turned to look at Minghe with a surprised expression.
Ming He closed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "Yao Guang didn't completely kill Yaoyao back then, and I couldn't eliminate Yaoyao's attachment, and couldn't purify her... But she died unexpectedly at the hands of a human monk... The human heart is in danger,
Even more than the Emperor of Heaven and the Netherworld, I believe it."
Zuo Qingtian realized: "You are... the spirit of the Styx."
"Yes." Ming He whispered: "The sea of blood is your destination. You can always find your way to the witch god in the thousands of blood."
It sounds nice, but in fact it means eternal damnation.
This is the trial. If Meng Qingying were here, she would find that Styx had already agreed with some of her ideas in her previous life.
With her shape.
Zuo Qingtian couldn't hear her voice at all, but he probably read the meaning from her lips, and he laughed: "The judgment of the underworld? Ridiculous. If I am going to perish in the sea of blood, how will you judge me as a master and a disciple serving the same husband? Oil on me.
pot?"
Ju Yunxiu stared in astonishment.
Minghe showed no expression and just said: "That is our own family matter, what does it have to do with others? We will be punished. How about punishing Qin Yi to spank us?"
Ju Yunxiu: "..."
Zuo Qingtian was dumbfounded: "In terms of shamelessness, your right path is shameless."
Xiyue said: "Zuo Qingtian, you are also a heroic man, why are you willing to be a dog for others? Do you think you can usurp it one day? Jiuying will definitely set up restrictions and will not give you such an opportunity."
This is what Ju Yunxiu asked Zuo Qingtian before, but he didn't get an answer.
Now that Xiyue asked this question, Zuo Qingtian was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I know that the stars in the sky must be imprisoned. Once you become a god, you may have to be a dog forever and never be able to break free... But this kind of thing is nothing more than a trade-off.
, you think freedom is more important, I think the path is more important, why argue if the paths are different? You and I have been fighting for thousands of years, and there has never been any result. Now it is just another continuation."
Zuo Qingtian gave Xiyue a lot of face. After all, he was his opponent who had suppressed him for ten thousand years. His respect was higher than that of Ju Yunxiu, who had greater restrictions on him now.
Xiyue said: "Just because of the Monument of the Gods?"
"Not entirely." Zuo Qingtian said slowly: "Xiyue, Wuxiang and Wuxiang are not the same. The path of Taoism you are taking, the sun and the moon shine together, and it is very effective in extending life. The Wuxiang Yang
Gods can almost live forever... But in the path of demons, you hurt others first, and you hurt yourself first. Although I am a Yang god, I have a long life... I live to be nearly 80,000 years this year, and my Yang life is coming soon."
"So it turns out that you can't let go of life and death after all?"
"I am unwilling to see the origin and reach the other shore. I am unwilling to live in this life and disappear without leaving a trace." Zuo Qingtian's seven orifices began to overflow with blood. The pull of the blood sea of the Styx made him very strenuous, and his face became more and more ferocious: "Netherworld
How can it trap me, Zuo Qingtian, even if it’s not recovered yet, it’s just broken and broken in a sea of blood!”
Following the words, Zuo Qingtian's entire body exploded, and his flesh and blood turned into a sea of blood, forming an independent space - similar to the sea of blood in the netherworld, but smaller.
One person is a sea of blood, comparable to the eternal sea of condensation in the underworld. The strongest monk of the demonic path in the world, with the explosion of his own flesh and blood, is as powerful as this.
The sea of netherworld and blood summoned by Minghe was suppressed, Xiyue's glowing moon shroud was shaken away, and Ju Yunxiu's music and paintings were all shattered. After shattering his own flesh and blood, Zuo Qingtian finally broke free and was always able to bear the pain.
The unbreakable bonds of the new way.
"That's it, that's it. If you take off your flesh and skin, you will gain unlimited evidence." In the sea of blood, the bloody Yang God rose into the sky like a bloody sun and laughed away: "Indulging in the study of flesh and blood is a mistake. Thank you all.
Help me super..."
Before the word "take off" was uttered, a space door tore open in front of him.
A slender hand stretched out and pinched the bloody Yangshen.
Zuo Qingtian: "???"
A voice came from inside the door: "Bangbang, this strange space formed by the self-explosion of his flesh and blood is a bit similar to the one you had at that time."
"It's far from it. But it's okay..."
A man and a woman stepped out of the door, and Yang Shen, who held up his left hand, rushed left and right, but he could not break away from the seemingly weak and slender hand.
"You, who are you, this woman? This bound of space, the world in your palm...is it the power of Taiqing?"
"What a shame!" Liusu slapped her with the other hand: "I'll show you a good friend."
A black ball feebly came out of Qin Yi's ring and waved to the red ball: "Old Zuo."
"Taotie?" Xueqiu's eyes widened: "So you have always been Qin Yi's dog..."
Gouzi grabbed a spiritual stone in the ring and stabbed it into Xueqiu's mouth: "Shut up! I am an anti-Qin warrior now!"
Qin Yi wordlessly took the dog away and said sincerely: "Zong Master Zuo, you did not spread rumors. I seem to have to apologize to you for this."
The blood ball whined and struggled: "Take it out before you apologize, you bastard!"
Ju Yunxiu: "..."
Xiyue Minghe: "..."
I always feel that the battle between good and evil for tens of thousands of years, whether it is violent, bloody, or scarred... when someone appears, his style will immediately change, and it will become a complete joke.
But Qin Yi did not continue this style of painting, and his voice became cold: "If it weren't for the Wandao Immortal Palace, there is another world, the normal sect would have been destroyed in your hands, and maybe no chickens or dogs would be left. Master Zuo, I respect your magnanimity
, you are a hero, but you can no longer be allowed to become the thorn in our throats."
Xue Qiu calmed down, bit off the spirit stone with a "click", and said coldly: "I think you are trying to silence me."
"……no."
"Then you will be the king and the loser, why bother talking nonsense." Zuo Qingtian glanced towards the sky, with a sneer on his lips: "This time, I actually fell into the hands of Tianjizi. I hope that idiot Jiuying can understand, and
If you don’t regard him as a great hero, then it would be really ridiculous.”