Every time Di Qianjue and Ye Moyan fought, they showed no mercy and had the intention of killing each other.
But sometimes, the word opponent is really strange.
No one understands each other better than they do, and the weird feeling that sometimes comes to his mind...maybe it's a sympathy that even he himself doesn't want to admit.
The two of them really have too many similarities.
Now that I think about it, even the way I look at women is... very similar.
Di Qianjue smiled.
A low laugh came, causing Yun Ji to stop, and the blade shone with a chilling light under the light and shadow.
"It seems that you are really crazy. At this time, you are still in the mood to laugh. It's okay, let me send you on your last journey."
Sword, raised.
Swing down!
Di Qianjue's face was expressionless, his eyes did not dodge, and he stared coldly ahead.
Perhaps it was only when I was about to die that some things suddenly became clear to me.
At this moment, a figure flashed in my mind.
And her smile and every move.
Angry, angry, stubborn, sad... finally fixed in the picture of her bright smile.
With a click, something seemed to shatter in my mind, and the sealed memories poured out like a tide...
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from behind!
Then there was a bang, and the cloud halberd in front of him was thrown away by something!
This sudden scene shocked Di Qianjue.
His gaze fell not far away, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.
That's...
In the red light soaring into the sky, a man in black robes seemed to have stepped out of the ghost realm. His black hair turned scarlet red at some point, and he danced ferociously in the strong wind, like a ghost.
Veins popped out on his bare chest, and a totem slowly appeared on his heart, resembling an animal and some kind of ancient writing, which was emitting a dazzling light at the moment.
Ye Moyan walked out of the light and shadow, a pair of deep eyes flashing red. What kind of eyes were those?
Black occupies two-thirds, forming a swirl-like shape, like some ancient flower shape, with purple light and shadow flashing from time to time.
Cold, chilly.
As if coming from a distant and dead space, pale and lifeless.
Just one glance makes one feel as if his throat is being strangled, and his whole heart can't help but tremble.
Danger.
This is the only feeling in Di Qianjue's heart at this moment.
Ye Moyan is very dangerous at this moment.
Di Qianjue couldn't tell where the danger was specifically, but in short, the strong premonition in his heart kept him from moving.
Therefore, he did not realize how shocked Yunji was at this moment!
Yun Ji stared at the totem on Ye Moyan's heart, as if he was stunned, with disbelief on his face.
"How could...how could it be possible?!"
But the scene in front of me is not a virtual image, but a reality.
"That, that's..."
Before Yunji could finish speaking, his body was suddenly sucked in as if being pulled by something!
His neck was grabbed and his body was violently thrown to the ground!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, the entire ground collapsed, and everything around was shattered.
Trees, rocks, and forests... turned into nothing in an instant.
Click click click.
All the bones in Yunji's body were shattered, and even his internal organs collapsed in an instant! Blood continued to overflow from his ears, nose, mouth, and mouth...
Di Qianjue's eyes narrowed.
That Yun Ji, whom they had tried their best to attack but could not injure, was actually completely shattered by Ye Moyan's attack!
What happened?
"You... are actually..."
Yunji's eyes were full of disbelief, but before he could finish speaking, Ye Moyan punched him hard in the heart again!
"puff!"
Then came the face, abdomen, limbs...
The cloud halberd was like a rag with no resistance, being hung up and beaten by Ye Moyan. The terrifying power seemed to come from the ghost realm with endless anger!
In the light and shadow, on that expressionless face, the strange pupils exude mysterious patterns, just like the face of the red lotus in the dark demon prison. Just one glance can make people shudder!
A pair of eyes in the dark looked at this scene, flashing with surprise.
Then... ecstasy! shock! disbelief!
Lianhua didn't expect that, he just planned to watch a good show leisurely, but unexpectedly, he discovered a shocking secret.
He has been searching for so long, finally! Finally...
His hands were shaking with excitement.
The chosen one! Really in the lower realm!
Xuan Zun is right! According to the guidance, you will definitely find him!
That totem, the purple-black demon eyes, and the aura on his body... that's right! It's exactly the same as described in "Tian Yin"!
After the excitement, he quickly calmed down and narrowed his eyes slightly. The chosen one must not fall into the hands of Bai Emperor!
This cloud halberd, no matter whether it is found or not, must not be kept!
******
The mad Yemoyan is like ghosts and gods. Gods will kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas if they block them.
The entire Fengqi Mountain was completely destroyed by his tyrannical power, and everything around it was reduced to ashes...
Yun Ji collapsed on the ground, his whole body like a puddle of mud, and his original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
Is this the strength of the "Chosen One"?
Why hasn't it been discovered before?
Yun Ji stretched out his hand tremblingly, and a touch of spiritual light flew out from his fingertips.
No matter what, he must tell his master about this matter...
"puff!"
Suddenly a cold light flew over and cut off his hand!
Before he could scream, a person appeared in front of him, and the cold sword wiped his neck mercilessly.
The blood spurted out a long way.
Yunji stared at the person who suddenly appeared with his eyes wide open, still in disbelief.
"You..." Blood continued to overflow from his mouth, and his neck was almost severed. He twitched all over and covered his bleeding neck, still struggling.
Lianhua stepped on Yun Ji's body, put her fingertips on his eyebrows, and activated a magical light.
It's a soul-searching technique.
It wasn't until it was confirmed again that Yunji had not leaked any information about the "Chosen One" that he finally felt at ease.
"I can only blame you for your bad luck. Rest in peace."
puff.
The sword plunged straight into Yunji's heart, and with a bang, the spiritual light exploded, and his entire body was immediately shattered into flesh and blood.
Lian Hua withdrew his sword and drew a talisman in the void. The green formation beneath him rose. In a moment, a soul-like spiritual object flew out. Lian Hua narrowed his eyes and waved his hands to wrap several talismans around it. A shrill wail resounded through the air.
The souls of high-level monks remain immortal after death, so if they want to completely eliminate future troubles, they must not leave any chance of leaking the secret.
Yun Ji's body was dead and his soul was already weak. How could he be his opponent against Lian Hua now? In a moment, under the urging of the Soul Extinguishing Array, his soul flew into smoke and disappeared without leaving even a wisp of smoke.
At this time, Ye Moyan not far away suddenly went crazy.
The terrifying wind came in an instant, and with a bang, Lian Hua was able to catch it! He stepped back a few meters before finally standing still, looking at the mysterious pair of eyes with mysterious patterns, and with just one glance, he felt as if his soul had been sucked out.
like an illusion.
He hurriedly recited the Qingxin Jue silently, then bit his fingertips. (To be continued)