Chapter 107 of the Main Text Volume of the Record of the Goddess of Sealing: Trapped Again in the Void Demon Tower. Yang Yuxiao’s fists clenched loudly. Dongyou City is the guardian spirit city of his Youyu Residence.
How could he not be anxious, but now he was the only bald commander left in Youyu Residence, and he had just entered the Nascent Soul stage this morning, so how could he fight with others?
But his rare moment of calmness was heated up again by Yun Lingyuan's words. Anger filled his eyes, especially after hearing the words 'no living person', he felt the pain and anger of the tragic death of Youyuju's disciple.
It was like a dull knife cutting him hard.
He had already held the Yuxu Sword in his hand, and suddenly he flipped it across the back of Yun Lingyuan's hand. A cut was made on the back of his hand, and thin drops of blood came out.
Yun Lingyuan felt pain, covered the back of her hand, and said angrily, "Yang Yuxiao, what are you doing?"
Don't tell her that this was accidental. Yuxu Sword is not extraordinary. If he hadn't controlled the strength, Yun Lingyuan's entire hand could have been cut off in such a sudden blow.
The edge of Yuxu's sword was stained with her blood. Yang Yuxiao pointed a finger, and the light green spiritual power under the fingertips immediately turned into water and washed away the blood on the sword's edge. The blood and water mixed together and flowed.
On the dark floor of the secret room, it was immediately absorbed cleanly by the floor.
To be precise, it was completely absorbed by Yuxu Demon Tower.
Yun Lingyuan immediately felt a sense of intimacy with Yuxu Demon Tower. Based on her experience with Bi Ling and Jade Dew, Yun Lingyuan immediately knew what Yang Yuxiao had done just now.
Her first reaction was that the Youyuju sect had no disciples and was starved for food. Yang Yuxiao wanted to use his sect-suppressing treasure of Youyuju to recruit her into the sect. She exclaimed, "Yang Yuxiao, I don't have any."
I plan to join you in Youyu Residence!"
Yang Yuxiao smiled and said, "Only you? Ning Ling Qi? I won't accept You Yuju!" He then rubbed his hands and stretched out two palms, "Yuxu Demon Tower recognizes you as its master. In return, you let me
Let’s take a look at your jade dew.” He looked full of curiosity.
"It's so amazing that this Jade Dew Magic Dagger can cast illusion magic on all six thousand miles of the Fantasy River. Hehe, I've only seen it on the Xuanguang Mirror. Please let me see | touch | touch it."
Why did Yang Yuxiao think that this was wrong? How could the treasure of Zhenzong be easily recognized as the master of an outsider? Yun Lingyuan still couldn't figure out what Yang Yuxiao was doing, so she exposed the hilt of Yulu's sword, and Yang Yuxiao
To seize it is simply to rob it.
Yun Lingyuan was frightened. The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong with Yang Yuxiao. He squeezed the jade dew in his hand and said, "I'll return the phantom dagger!"
"Don't be ridiculous."
She set out to snatch back the jade dew, but she missed it. Yang Yuxiao smiled brightly at her and said, "It is our job at Youyuju to protect Dongyou City."
The last sound of the word "事" only sounded for one part, and the other part was taken out of the Yuxu Demon Tower by Yang Yuxiao.
Yun Lingyuan didn't know until this moment that Yang Yuxiao did it intentionally, shed her blood to identify his master, and trapped her in the tower, all to save her.
In the order in which the magic weapons execute their orders, Yang Yuxiao is the first owner, and Yun Lingyuan is the second owner.
Yang Yuxiao wants Yuxu Demon Tower to close the entrance and exit, and Yuxu Demon Tower will carry out his order to the end. Unless he comes back and orders the door to be opened in person, he will be the only one seriously injured or dead. Only he will lose control of Yuxu Demon Tower.
Only when the spiritual power is connected, Yuxu Demon Tower will execute the orders of the second master.
Serious injury? Death?
Yun Lingyuan's heart skipped a beat, "Yang Yuxiao!!" She didn't care whether Yang Yuxiao could hear or not, and shouted, "Are you risking your life or getting addicted? Don't mess around! That secret realm is not that simple!! You
Let me out quickly!!"
She vaguely knew that the secret realm was not simple. Black Xiuwei killed people like chopping cabbage. They didn't care how many lives they had in their hands. If they were not afraid of hurting innocent people or destroying the spiritual city when opening the secret realm, then they would definitely be.
There is another purpose.
Outside, people were dying one after another under the butcher's knife of the Black Cultivator. The red blood reflected in the city made her unable to think calmly, but she also knew in her heart that the process of returning Jade Dew would definitely not go smoothly.
She was so confused that she felt that Yang Yuxiao was going to die this time. He was not even around the Yuxu Demon Tower, which could hide invisibly to save his life. How could he expect the people of the Black Xiuwei to care about him?
Have good intentions?
Yun Lingyuan's screams were silenced in the dark room. Even the monsters on the lower floor of the Yuxu Demon Tower were not alarmed, and naturally they could not reach Yang Yuxiao's ears.
Her perception technique can penetrate the Yuxu Demon Tower, all thanks to the drop of blood to recognize the master.
When she expanded her consciousness to look at the situation outside, she happened to see Yang Yuxiao being thrown into the secret realm by two black cultivators. His back disappeared along with the water ripples in the secret realm.
"Yang Yuxiao, you'd better come out of the secret realm with your beard and tail intact!!"
After that, she imagined Bi Ling and placed the Bi Ling Qin across the table. She remembered that Zi Huo had said that Bi Ling was an artifact that communicated with souls.
Now, she wants to play a requiem for Yuxu Demon Tower.
The function of Requiem is not only to repair the soul, but also to help Yun Lingyuan sense the soul.
The requiem song ended, but everything was still quiet. Yun Lingyuan found out tragically that the Yuxu Demon Tower did not form the soul of the weapon spirit at all.
Although the Yuxu Demon Tower is a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is only quite spiritual. It has only existed for more than two hundred years, and its spirituality is not enough to allow it to generate a weapon spirit.
This means that she doesn't even have a chance to negotiate with Yuxu Demon Tower.
"Can we just wait?"
The time was so uneasy that every breath seemed like a long winter, but in fact, only a quarter of an hour passed during her painful suffering.
During this time, a scroll fell to the ground from the grid of the secret room for no reason and hit the black floor with a loud sound, which seemed to attract her attention. When she picked it up, she saw a few words on the scroll.
——Xiaoer’s life experience.
She guessed that it might be about Yang Yuxiao's biological mother. The situation was urgent at the moment, and she had no intention of gossiping about other people's secrets, so she put the scroll back to its original place.
In this quarter of an hour, several people were still dying every few dozen breaths in Dongyou City, and the Xuanguang Mirror was filled with red light...
This means that returning Jade Dew cannot save Dongju City.
"Still not coming out?"
Yun Lingyuan's heart was somewhat settled, and the Yuxu Demon Tower's restrictions on the entrance and exit were still there, which meant that Yang Yuxiao was okay for the time being.
However, this thought was still swirling in her mind, and the picture in her perception became fixed.
The blood in the Xuanguang mirror that hung half way to the sky faded away, and a suddenly enlarged face appeared in the Xuanguang mirror. Even though the mouth and nose were bleeding, half of the face was trampled and twisted by a big black foot.
It pressed against the floor, but Yun Lingyuan still recognized it at a glance.
"Yang Yuxiao!!"
His light-colored shirt was stained red by a pool of blood. He had no strength to resist when someone stepped on his face, and even his eyes were tightly closed.