Extreme Eternal Demon

Chapter 157

The Huajian faction was hit hard.

Overnight.

Almost all the disciples were confided.

Even a few Elders were dead and wounded.

This once shining sect, called the future and hope of Jiangnan Rivers and Lakes, collapsed in an instant.

Completely turned into a ruined wall.

There are corpses everywhere.

The light in the morning was blocked by thick clouds, and did not show any signs of it.

The entire Huayun Mountain is still shrouded in darkness.

Black clouds rolled on the sky.

The thunder rolled faintly.

Look around.

The entire Huayun Mountain is bloody.

The Huayun Palace was smashed by Zhong Zhong abruptly.

Half-face collapsed.

The statue of Patriarch has also been completely shattered.

The sword marks of Shen Lianxing’s sword remained on the martial arts field, and on both sides of the sword marks were the corpses of dozens of Huajian school disciples.

They were cut into two sections crosswise.

The blood has turned black.

A pair of eyes stared at the sky, full of helplessness and desolation.

They are still very young.

Without knowing what happened, he died of Yellow Springs.

Not even a whole body was left.

Looking into the distance, it is even more bleak and dilapidated.

From the martial arts field, all the way to the stone steps down the mountain, on a continent, except for the corpses, it is bloody.

The corpse cut off by the sword.

The corpse smashed by Zhong Zhong’s punch.

Flesh and blood.

“why……”

In this desolation, kneeling an old man in ragged clothes, gray hair, and countless blood on his face.

He is the second Elder of the Huajian School.

Song Chen.

During the slaughter last night, he was deliberately stayed by Shen Lianxing and Zhong Zhongge.

Therefore, he was able to see this miserable scene.

The entire Huajian School collapsed overnight.

Become a ruined wall.

He remembered what Shen Lianxing and Zhong Zhonglin said before they left.

“Find that demon.”

“tell him.”

“My East China Sea Wanwu Pavilion, endless suffering, is incompatible with him!”

“Going into the sky and going to the earth will kill him!”

“Why……”

Song Chen knelt on the ground with a sad expression on his face.

The eyes are blank.

He seems to have lost his focus.

Also lost the spirit.

He just kept repeating.

“why……”

“why……”

He didn’t know what happened.

Suddenly, everything is ruined!

what is this?

“what……”

In this desolation and grief, Song Chen was dull for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and then let out a hoarse roar on the sky.

“why!”

“Why ruin everything…”

Boom!

Song Chen’s roar fell, and there seemed to be an echo from the sky among the endless clouds of the sky.

Thunder is everywhere.

Thunder and lightning.

Wow!

Wow!

The endless rain is pouring down like this.

The blood on Huayun Mountain flows down the mountain along with the rain…

scarlet!

Tragic!

…

All this happened to the Huajian faction.

Li Wuyou didn’t know.

Even if he knew it, he wouldn’t care at all.

The life and death of others is nothing more than life and death to him.

There is no other meaning.

At this moment.

He has come to Beihai, the place of grievances in the legend.

The sky is blue.

There is a slight sea breeze blowing between the sky and the earth.

There are seabirds passing by from a distance.

Several fishing boats can still be seen vaguely on the endless ocean.

However, they are not close to the place of grievances.

But looking at it from a distance, he drove away quickly.

According to legend, it is a restricted zone of life.

call!

Li Wuyou is still wearing that white shirt, flying down from the sky.

He flew across the sea.

The sea was shaken into a huge ripple.

soon.

He just saw the place of grievances in the legend.

Death island.

Looking at it from a distance, there is a thick white mist here.

The area of ​​the entire white fog is not very large.

It’s only a few hundred feet.

Outside the white mist, there is a huge whirlpool.

The water kept tumbling, spinning, and roaring like a beast.

And the white mist in the middle was motionless.

It seems to be static.

Even if the wind blows, it will not cause any waves.

“A place of grievances.”

“The mist of resentment.”

With a smile on Li Wuyou’s face, he speeded up.

In the blink of an eye.

He came to the top of this white mist.

This white mist.

It is not a mist formed by ordinary water vapor.

It is said that the grievances emanating from all the corpses gathered together.

It is the so-called mist of resentment.

Under the mist of resentment, is the Death Island, which is made up of countless bones.

“call!”

Although Li Wuyou’s soul is powerful and his body is fierce, but when he really wants to go to Death Island, he is a bit solemn when he comes into contact with the mist of resentment.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to adjust his emotions.

The mist of resentment contains extremely strong negative energy.

Can make a person’s Heart’s Demon completely erupt.

Li Wuyou has Heart’s Demon himself.

It is the dedication to longevity.

Dedication to life.

That is, fear of death.

He didn’t know what the consequences would be if his own Heart’s Demon was urged out.

So he must be careful.

He didn’t want to become a true lunatic.

boom!

After adjusting his emotions, Li Wuyou urged the energy of his body again.

A strong vigor rolled around him.

It’s as if fireworks are rising.

At the periphery of Jinqi, where it was in contact with the air, there was still a faint sound of breaking wind.

That is a sign of strength.

Hum!

With everything ready, Li Wuyou’s figure floated into the mist of resentment.

Wow!

Countless white mist, like a viscous liquid, whizzed towards Li Wuyou frantically.

For an instant.

These mists were all contaminated with Li Wuyou’s energy.

Then, as if there was some kind of magical power, he began to corrode those energies quickly, and quickly approached Li Wuyou’s body.

Vaguely, Li Wuyou heard some laughter.

“Ha ha……”

“Jie Jie…”

“Oh…”

“Hey-hey……”

This laughter, perhaps excited, perhaps sharp, perhaps insidious, or crazy.

Hearing it in the ear, it gives a feeling of scalp numbness.

Even the soul was throbbing.

Suddenly, Li Wuyou felt like he was going to lose his energy.

“The fog of resentment is really unusual.”

He frowned slightly, and his face flashed with more dignity.

“Since I can’t resist my strength, I can only resist it with my soul.”

“Although I have Heart’s Demon.”

“But not everything can be mobilized.”

Li Wuyou murmured to himself, his eyebrows were tight, and a deep coldness appeared.

boom!

The next moment.

He clenched his fists, and the violent energy spread directly to the surroundings and swept through.

Those crazy mists of resentment are like substance.

The shock spread to the surroundings.

And there were some gaps around Li Wuyou.

Hum!

Immediately afterwards, Li Wuyou’s eyes were sharp, and he had a powerful soul power, which penetrated from the center of his forehead.

Wow!

Wow!

This spiritual power, like a violent storm, and a nightmare of a beast, the moment it appeared, a strange gust of wind blew between the world and the earth.

Then, the sky trembled.

Roar!

In the next instant, his spirit collided with the mist of resentment that roared over again.