Pain, indescribable pain all over his body, this pain tightly wrapped him like it was going to swallow him up.

Jing Li felt that he was going to die.

I don't know what other people saw before they died. In short, there was no revolving door in front of his eyes. He deliberately asked himself to recall some happy days, but the harder he tried, the more painful his brain became.

Finally, with a bang, the world was quiet.

Countless pictures poured into his brain like an ocean.

He finally remembered those cruel scenes that Ye Yongyan said.

In the picture, E Jiao seemed to be insane. Even in a black robe, it could be seen that he was soaked in blood.The tall black hair was scattered on the shoulders at this moment, and a knife mark on the face directly scratched most of the right cheek.

Jing Li had never seen E Jiao in such a mess.

He stood with a sword in his hand, looking at the man opposite him with red eyes.

It was only then that Jing Li discovered that there was a man standing opposite E Jiao.

The chaotic brain made Jing Li react for a while, and then he remembered that the person in the yellow robe was the Heavenly Emperor.

The Emperor of Heaven looked even more embarrassed than E Jiao. His dragon robe was cut in pieces, hanging on his body here and there, looking pitiful.

The original white lining also seeped blood in several places.

The two confronted each other, and it seemed that E Jiao had the upper hand.

"Today I will kill you to avenge my whole family."

After E Jiao finished speaking, he approached the Emperor of Heaven step by step with the sword in his hand.

"Jing Li will be sad if you do this."

E Jiao was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was thinking, who is Jing Li?

In this short moment, the Emperor of Heaven jumped up, took out a magic weapon in the shape of a square tower from his sleeve, and chanted a mantra silently, and the magic weapon told to rotate, covering Ejiao.

The magic weapon continued to emit dazzling golden light, and E Jiao, who was enveloped in it, seemed to be in great pain, and howled like a beast.

Jing Li felt a pain in his heart when he saw E Jiao holding his head and waving the long sword in his hand indiscriminately.

But the Emperor of Heaven seemed to consume a huge amount of mana to control the magic weapon. After persisting for a while, he spewed out a mouthful of blood mist and fell straight down from midair.

As soon as the magic weapon disappeared, E Jiao quickly regained his clarity. This time, without any hesitation, he directly raised his sword and stabbed in the past. From Jing Li's perspective, he could only see the long sword sinking into the body of the Emperor of Heaven. sound.

There were still some comatose officials and immortals lying around in the hall. Even though he knew that this was just a memory, Jing Li still felt nervous, and an ominous premonition enveloped him.

The fight just now had obviously hurt E Jiao a lot, and now he was struggling to support himself by walking, but even though it was so difficult, E Jiao still resolutely walked towards the group of immortals who fell on the ground.

Jing Li yelled no in his heart, his perspective became confused, and he realized that he had stood up.

Until this moment, all the pictures came alive, and he finally recovered all his memories.

He didn't see everything in front of him like watching a movie through the picture in his head. This was everything he had really experienced, and he was there at the time.

E Jiao planned for a long time, and finally set off a rebellion in the heavenly court. He led a group of demon envoys to successfully enter the heavenly court.

He has fallen into a demon.

He was injured in the fight with the monster before, and the Emperor of Heaven took him away, trying to use him as a hostage to blackmail E Jiao, but how could the fallen demon E Jiao care?

In the end, the Emperor of Heaven was defeated and was beheaded by the sword.

But everything didn't stop. The blood of the Emperor of Heaven seemed to stimulate E Jiao's demonization even more, and he turned to attack all the immortal officials present who were dying.

And Jing Li, just as he thought just now, he raised his sword and charged forward, stopped in front of those people, and faced the people he had rescued and raised with his own hands.

"The karma between you and the Emperor of Heaven is over, let it go, stop here, I will let them let you go, but if you continue to hurt these innocent people, I..."

"How about you?"

"I will try my best to stop you."

E Jiao seemed to hear something funny, laughing forward and backward.

After laughing, before Jingli could react, he bullied him. Jingli was already at the end of his strength, and his eyes saw the wind of the palm, and his body couldn't react. He could only wait helplessly for the palm to fall on him.

It's just that the palm was a little off, hitting his right shoulder.

He was sent flying by this palm, and before he landed, he fell into a moist and warm embrace.

He looked up in astonishment, there was still a trace of clarity in E Jiao's eyes.So he tightly grabbed E Jiao's skirt, and said with the last bit of strength: "Let go, let them go, don't, don't let them go through your pain again."

This memory ended here, and he seemed to faint.

In his memory, he was awakened by severe pain, the pain as if his soul was being torn apart.

The moment he opened his eyes, E Jiao leaned over with a bloody face, touched his face, and then he saw what E Jiao was holding in his hand.

The snow-white inverted cone, like the fangs of a beast, is covered with a red halo.

He wanted to ask how the people in the hall were doing at that time, but the pain in his body prevented him from opening his mouth. He opened his mouth slightly, and all he let out were groans/groans of unbearable pain.

Then he saw E Jiaogao raised the fang-shaped thing in his hand and stabbed it violently into his body. The familiar soul felt like tearing pain. It turned out that E Jiao was doing such a thing just now.

With trembling lips, he asked in disbelief: "Why did you do this?"

But these words seemed to have stimulated E Jiao, he quickened his hand movements, one by one, piercing these things into his body one after another.

After all the thorns were done, Jing Li realized that the pain just now was nothing, every thorn that pierced into his body pulled his soul to run in one direction desperately, they were doing their own thing in his body, trying to tear him apart.

E Jiao didn't even bother to give him an explanation. After stabbing, he took a deep look at him and turned away.

So much for memory.

Of course Jing Li now knew that it was the Soul Nail.

E Jiao seemed to have been seriously injured in this battle, and then he returned to the Demon Realm with the Demon Envoy. He was rescued by the people of the Heaven Realm, but he had very little cultivation left. Ejiao rushed to kill them all.

After all, Jing Li couldn't bear it. He was the one who brought E Jiao to the heaven, and he should be responsible for it. In the end, he jumped off Zhuxiantai to atone for his sin.

Jing Li remembered everything, the past.

It turned out that the soul nails that Ye Yongyan said were nailed into his body one by one by E Jiao.

But even after thinking of everything, he still wants to choose to believe in E Jiao, Jing Li thought with tears streaming down his face.

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