The blue creature opened its mouth and roared. Its lips were completely split from both sides of the face, exposing a mouth of thin and pointed teeth. Its expression was instantly ferocious, and all its beauty disappeared.m... No wonder the middle-aged people looked at it.
There was no shock at seeing the beauty, he just knew the true face of this thing.
As it became angry, four chains connected to its body were exposed, and they were tightened with great force, making a clicking sound. Two of those chains were nailed into its shoulder blades from behind, and two were connected to its waist.
on the iron hoop between.
"I have raised you for ten years, and today it is time for me to collect the fruits." The middle-aged man looked at the blue creature and took out a jade plate from his arms.
When the blue creature saw the jade plate, the expression on its face instantly turned into unconcealable horror. It kept struggling, trying to break away from the chains, but no matter how hard it tried, it was to no avail. In ten years, those chains and iron
The hoop has already been integrated with its body.
Apart from the excruciating pain, it couldn't feel the slightest possibility of the chain loosening.
"Ho ho"
The middle-aged man made a quick decision, and streams of spiritual power entered the array, and dozens of strange lines lit up and rotated.
With a splash, the lake surface began to fluctuate, and something seemed to slowly rise from the bottom of the water. Black stones were exposed in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and circular shapes.
Slowly, the stones were completely exposed. In fact, they were not black stones, but four round stone pillars, erected on an altar tens of meters in size. The blue creature was now pulled by the chain on the edge of the altar.
Unable to leave.
In the center of the altar is a sunken pool, the surface of which is covered with twisted runes.
"Ho ho ho."
The blue creature struggled harder and harder, its chains tightened, and it looked horrified, as if it had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
"Strive and be afraid. You humble creatures are just slaves of us humans. As slaves, why should we resist our own destiny?"
The middle-aged man smiled arrogantly, his face full of joy and pride. He raised the formation disk in his hand high, and something on the roof of the cave in the underground space echoed the formation disk, emitting a dazzling red light. It was a side with a diameter of more than a month.
A rice mirror, with blood-red lines flowing on the mirror surface.
The red light burst down and enveloped the altar. In an instant, the same blood-red lines lit up on the altar. The lines on the black stone were up to an inch deep and spread all over the entire altar. Each line led to the pool in the middle.
"Haha, slave, offer your blood and soul to your great master." The middle-aged man roared, opened his hands, and poured all his spiritual power into the suspended array.
The four stone pillars of the altar rotated, and the chains pulled the blue creature toward the pool in the middle of the altar. It slapped the fish tail desperately, blood flowed down its back, and the chains actually separated from its shoulder blades one by one.
"Hoho" it endured horrific pain just to break free from those chains, but it was of no avail.
Its fate was written ten years ago. The middle-aged man personally designed its ending and prepared its grave.
The blue creature was pulled by the chain in the pool, with its tail curled up. All the twisted runes in the pool lit up, like red-hot steel, burning its tail and making a squeaking sound.
Suddenly, a smaller altar appeared on the water in front of the middle-aged man. He walked up to the altar, and the mirror on the top of the cave shot out another bloody light, covering his body.
The red light pattern was like blood flow. He made a seal and slowly closed his eyes.
"roar"
A shrill scream echoed in the underground cave, but it stopped abruptly in an instant.
As night fell, Han Yizhong put on the black iron mask in the Han family's outer house. He sat alone outside the completely restored small house, the stone table was cold.
Xiaoyou chased his tail on the stone table, looking like a clumsy puppy. Han Yi looked at it, laughed, and raised his hand to touch its head.
"Don't you say that foxes are the smartest monsters? Xiaoyou, I don't see how smart you are at all. You are just a stupid little dog."
Han Yi teased and flicked its head with his finger. Xiaoyou bared his teeth at Han Yi in dissatisfaction, but did not actually bite him.
You brat, you dare to call my aunt a stupid dog. Have you ever seen such a cute stupid dog? How can a stupid dog be as noble as my aunt?
"Here we come." Han Yi said calmly without looking back.
The sound of footsteps entered the courtyard, and Wu Youran came not far behind Han Yi with a sword in hand.
"What did you come to me for?"
"I thought about your proposal last night, and I think it's not impossible."
"Which proposal are you talking about?"
Han Yi stood up from the stone table, turned around and looked at her up and down.
"Didn't you say that as long as I'm willing to teach you, you can do anything you want? I think it's not bad to pledge yourself to me. Of course, if you want to protect the Wu family, I won't force you to leave Tianhai City with me."
"You just want my body?" Wu Youran was completely stunned.
"What, you regret it? If you regret it, it's still too late to leave now." Han Yi didn't force her, he said calmly, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand.
He was minding his own business while dancing his sword in the yard, each sword move reaching its peak, and the silver light and shadow formed a sword curtain.
Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, causing Wu Youran's head to buzz. The next moment, she was stunned. The sword in Han Yi's hand seemed to be given life and came to life. It was in his hand.
Struggling and twisting inside, absorbing the power he injected, violent and angry.
Han Yi's figure flashed, appeared in the air, and slashed down with his sword. A sword beam that seemed to be only a few meters long shot down, pierced the ground, and penetrated into it, bottomless.
The ground began to shake, and boom, terrifying power erupted from under the sword mark. In a flash of light, the ground began to sink, reaching a depth of tens of meters.
"How is that possible?" Wu Youran murmured to himself, dumbfounded. The sword light, which was only a few meters long, looked exactly like the sword light emitted by ordinary spiritual master-level monks, but it could actually explode with such terrifying power. It was incredible.
.
Buzzing, the Leixiao Sword vibrated in Han Yi's hand, emitting a clear sword cry. All the patterns on the weapon were lit up, dazzling. Wu Youran could not feel the fluctuation of spiritual power in Han Yi's body, and the sword
, actually relied on his own strength to light up the weapon pattern, as if he had a will of his own.
"This is the power I have now. It is superior to most of the Lingzong monks on Lanyue Island. Even in the Lingfu, my power is not too weak." He turned around and looked at Wu Youran,
"How's it going? Have you thought about it clearly?"
"I really need strength. As long as you are willing to teach me, I can pay any price." She gritted her teeth tightly, her heroic face looking pale and sad.
"Then, come on, take off my mask and meet your master."
Wu Youran took a deep breath, stepped closer to Han Yi, and raised her hand to take off the mask on his face. The dark but handsome face came into her eyes, still a little immature with a half-smile.
There is an inexplicable evil charm in his expression.
She was completely stunned, with shock written on her face and eyes, even more so than when she saw Han Yi blast out a hole dozens of meters deep with his sword.
"Miss Wu family, do you still know me? This is the number one loser in Tianhai City."
"Han Han Han Yi."
Han Yi hugged Wu Youran's waist and came in front of her, with a smile on his lips. His fingers gently traced her face, and the skin was as tender and as warm as mutton fat.
"I didn't expect you to recognize me at a glance with my current appearance."
"Aren't you dead?"
"Who told you that I was dead? If I haven't seen my body, I can only be considered missing at best."
As he spoke, his face came closer and closer.
"You, you, what do you want to do?"
"Of course I have to do what I should do. You haven't forgotten the deal we just made. You have seen my true face. From now on, you are my Han Yi. No one can change it." Han Yi kissed Wu fiercely.
Youran's lips feel so soft, moist and pleasant.
"Uh-huh"
Wu Youran was caught off guard, his eyes widened, and he slapped Han Yi's chest, but he didn't have the strength to break free.
"The appetizer has been eaten, and now comes the main course." Han Yi licked his lips and glanced down at Wu Youran's chest.
Wu Youran pursed her lips and was about to cry. He knew what Han Yi was going to do to her next, but she couldn't resist. That was the price she paid for power. She closed her eyes and waited for Han Yi to do more.
action.
But after a long, long time, she never waited to see what Han Yi would do to her, so she had no choice but to open her eyes and look at Han Yi's face.
"Why did you stop?"
Han Yi tilted his head and looked into her eyes, which were as bright as black pearls.
"Do you want me to continue?" he said with a joking smile.
"I"
"Okay, now is not the time to do that kind of thing. Although I also want to continue, there is still a long way to go, so today is not the only time." Han Yi raised Wu Youran's chin, and she obeyed without resisting.
"I won't stay here for too long. After I get the secret treasure of the Spirit King, I will rush back to the Spirit Mansion immediately. I don't have much time left for you."
He walked to a distance and looked at Wu Youran.
"Draw your sword."
Qiang, the soft sword was unsheathed, like a silver snake dancing in the air, the blade was sharp and cold.
"Cultivation is not just about condensing spiritual power and breaking through realms to become stronger. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as spiritual skills in this world. The so-called spiritual skills are skills, techniques for using spiritual power. And each one
Weapons, like spiritual skills, have skills to use them."
"Weapons, whether they are swords or knives, are weapons for killing people, and the techniques they use are also techniques for killing people. Therefore, the path that every cultivator ultimately takes is the path of killing. It's just that the world is ignorant.