I was held captive by demons

But those false pasts of happiness and happiness are constantly appearing in front of Kong Ning's eyes, interfering with his thinking and becoming the biggest obstacle to his breakthrough.

The demon power flickering around him trembled from time to time.

His brows were also tightly wrinkled.

Kong Ning knew that this was caused by the "three corpses" mentioned by the practitioners.

Also known as external demons, or inner demons...

Practitioners must constantly eliminate such interference, remove obstacles, concentrate their minds, achieve the state of not being happy with things, not sad with themselves, not be affected by external demons, and cut off the three corpses, so that they can truly set foot on the road.

But now, Su Yan, fake parents, the existence of these three monsters are Kong Ning's biggest demons.

When Kong Ning was trying to break through, their faces kept appearing, interfering with Kong Ning's thinking.

In the ears, the whispers of the three seemed to sound, and they seemed to be talking in emptiness.

Each sentence after sentence pierced into Kong Ning's heart like a sharp thorn.

Kong Ning under the sun closed his eyes tightly, trembling with evil spirit all over his body, but kept trying hard not to break away from that mysterious realm.

The monster power in his body surged violently, constantly trying to break through.

I don't know how long has passed.

In the end, Kong Ning, who was sitting cross-legged under the cliff, only felt a shock in his mind, as if he had broken through some kind of boundary.

A dark and strange void appeared before his eyes.

Su Yan, who was dressed in purple, stood in front of him with a smile, looking at him.

As delicate as before.

"Husband," Su Yan said with a smile, "You are so cruel."

Kong Ning calmly looked at the phantom of the demon, and slowly said: "It is not enough to succeed if you are not ruthless, and it is not enough to achieve the Tao if you are not ruthless."

"I kill you with a clear conscience."

In the dark space, Kong Ning stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression.

"Even if time goes back and it happens ten times or eight times, my choice will not change."

After concentrating for a long time, the face of the witch continued to appear, and scenes from the past flashed in my mind, although it did affect Kong Ning's mind at first.

But the further back, it made Kong Ning more determined that his choice was right.

Now he no longer hesitates.

Although the tone was calm, it was loud.

As a result, some changes took place in the dark and weird void space.

The purple-clothed Su Yan who was standing among them laughed in surprise, and said, "Can you remove the influence of your heart demon so quickly... Husband, your heart is indeed cruel enough."

"But this is just the beginning."

"As long as the three corpses are not killed and the inner demons are not eliminated, Yan'er will appear again."

"And the stronger the husband is, the stronger the demon will be."

"The next time we meet again, it will definitely be more fun... My husband, please practice hard. Yan'er is looking forward to the next meeting..."

The dark and weird void gradually dissipated.

The heart demon phantom that looked like Su Yan also gradually disappeared.

At this moment of emptiness, I only feel that my consciousness is clear, my mind is free, my body is flowing with demon power, my limbs and my bones are all unblocked, and I am extremely refreshed.

The little shadow brought about by killing the evil spirits was swept away.

He opened his eyes with a smile and stood up.

He laughed and said: "A small amount is not a gentleman, but a large amount is not a husband."

"Wan'er, let's go to Shanlan City to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight."

"Use the death of those two ghosts to put an end to all this!"

Chapter 110 Nuo drama

The fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moonlight is cold and the sky is full of stars.

On the river beach west of Shanlan County, countless torches were lit, illuminating the dark river beach in the past.

The piercing sound of drums echoed continuously on the river beach.

At the same time, there were shouts and weird ballads uttered by everyone.

The figures wearing the masks of the Nuo opera ghosts gathered on the riverbank, dancing continuously on the banks of the silent and surging Wangjiang River. .

Coupled with the masks of evil spirits on their faces, this scene looked terrifying like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Surrounded by these figures, a tall old locust tree rose from the river beach.

This old locust tree, which originally grew in the city, now stands on the banks of the Wangjiang River, its bare branches fluttering in the night wind, like the palms of evil spirits, trying to grab something.

With the old pagoda tree as the center, within a radius of [-] meters, there is no one.

All the frantically dancing crowd stood at this distance.

Under the locust tree, there are three chairs.

On the chair in the middle sat an old woman with a kind face and a smile all over her face.It smiled and looked at the figures dancing wildly and shouting strange songs all around, happy and joyful.

On the chair to the left of the old woman sat a little girl who was all stiff.

The little girl was only about seven years old. She was obviously not tied with any ropes, but she sat there pale and terrified, unable to move.

Her eyeballs are weird light yellow vertical slits, cat-like.Between the hair on the head, there were two pointed animal ears, and a black cat's tail hung down behind him, but because of the girl's nervousness, the tail also trembled uneasy.

On the right side of the old woman, sat an old man with an ugly complexion and gray hair.

It was also stiff and motionless, like a sculpture, just looking at everything in front of it with resentment and anger.If he could speak, he would have already yelled at him.

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see new shoots appearing on the bare old locust tree, which means that the old locust tree has changed hands.

The old woman sitting on the chair in the middle smiled and looked at the frantically dancing figures wearing masks of Nuo opera ghosts, flipping through the old books in her hands from time to time.

Said: "Baishi, Baishi, there is not a word in this broken book, and it's hard for you to hold on to it for 11 years... Hahaha..."

Smiling happily, but saying so, the old woman also clenched the old book in her hand tightly and refused to let go.

Although she couldn't read a single word on the blank pages.

But it knows that as long as you take the time, you can always see something.

That white stone, after holding it for 11 years, has obtained a method of transporting evil energy, but it is incomplete, so he uses blue stone as an experiment.

If I can get that mysterious black pot, I will definitely reveal all the contents of this old book to it.

And all around, those figures dancing wildly around the old locust tree kept shouting and uttering strange syllables.

The thundering drums echoed on the river beach and among the mountains.

At a certain moment, a burly and strong man stepped out from the crowd.

This brawny man didn't wear a Nuo opera mask. He was as tall and strong as a hill, with muscles all over his body.But there were more than a dozen scorched black and rotten marks all over his body, which looked like he was suffering from some serious disease.

His face was originally quite regular.However, one eyeball was gone, centered around the dark eye socket, most of the left face was scorched black, and the skin was even slightly rotten.

It makes him look like a zombie.

Walking out of the frantically dancing crowd, the strong man stood a hundred meters away and said to the three people under the old locust tree.

"Mother, I haven't seen the bluestone or the scorpion yet, and they don't seem to plan to come over."

Now that the ceremony has progressed to the second half, if the scorpion spirit doesn't come again, it probably won't come.

But the old woman sitting in the center looked at the sky, but said with a chuckle: "It's still early, wait a little longer, someone will definitely come."

"At least Qingshi will come..."

"I can feel that Qingshi is nearby. But he may be hesitating."

"After all, it takes courage to die."

"As for the scorpion spirit... If Qingshi didn't fall into her hands, then she must have fallen into Qingshi's hands."

The old woman smiled and said: "If the scorpion falls into Qingshi's hands, then the sword cultivator girl from Xuantian Sword Sect must also come."

"Otherwise, Qingshi would not be able to deal with the scorpion alone. He must have someone to help him to survive."

"But it's just a few more hours of life..."

"Later, if Qingshi really dares to come over and take the initiative to die, you can let him in directly without stopping him."

"You just need to be responsible for killing the sword repair girl."

"As for Qingshi, I will take care of it myself...hehe..."

The old woman laughed and was in a good mood.

The burly man with charred black and rotting half body nodded yes, then turned and left.

And the three people under the old locust tree fell silent again.

The old woman was holding the old book in her hand, looking at the frantically dancing crowd around her, feeling the traces of flesh and blood energy spreading along the ground to the locust tree, her smile became brighter and brighter.

These mortals put on Nuo opera masks and will dance wildly on the river beach all night without stopping.

The flesh, essence, and soul energy in their bodies will be continuously squeezed out and fed to the locust tree until they are squeezed into mummified corpses and collapsed before they can be freed.

And after all the mortals wearing masks on the river beach died and fell down, the pagoda tree would be able to complete its meritorious deeds.

At that time, they will be rewarded for their 20 years of hard work in Shanlan County.

"It's just a pity that the City God..."

Under the locust tree, the old woman smiled and said, "It's also an interesting thing to be obsessed with magic."

"If he is still there, he can absorb the remnants of these tens of thousands of dead souls, and his power will become stronger and more violent."

"The existence of such demons is no different from the best irony of those righteous ways that were arrogant at the beginning."

"It's a pity that He died like this... Hahaha..."

The old woman smiled, looked at Baishi beside her, and said, "Baishi, how do you feel now? After 11 years of hard work and such a long time, but at the last moment, all efforts were in vain... Have you ever regretted your madness?"

The smile on the old woman's face was full of sarcasm.

"I want you to know that these years I have endured humiliation and let you fish and meat. It's not that I can't beat you, but I just deliberately endured it."

"Temporarily gaining power is not being strong, and grasping the opportunity is the real wisdom."

"When Qingshi lost his memory and lost his dominance, did you think I really couldn't beat you? I just deliberately lost you and let you spend energy in order to follow up."

"With the abilities of both of you and me, it would be exhausting for either of us to finish the bluestone after completing our duties...let alone have to last for so many years. I deliberately lost you at the beginning. I bet you won't make it to the end!"

"It's ridiculous that you are short-sighted, dazzled by the momentary victory, and can't see your weight clearly."

"It's what you deserve now!"

Chapter 111 You Misunderstood Me

Under the locust tree, the old woman was full of ambition and smiled very happily.

It seems that he wants to vent all the humiliation and oppression he has suffered in these years.

The stiff old ghost looked at her coldly. Although he couldn't speak, his eyes conveyed his mood.

But the old woman didn't care.

She looked at the frantically dancing figures around her, felt the traces of blood and flesh enveloping her surroundings, and her face showed an intoxicated expression.

"Ah... After 20 years of forbearance, it's finally my turn to be the master."

"This feeling of being in control of everything is really amazing."

"Baishi, I suddenly understand you a little bit."

"No wonder you have to force yourself to hold on even if you can't hold on anymore."